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*Two: Shall We Have Revenge? *

The kiss bothered me for a little while, but when Katie was assigned a project with me in media studies on creating a weekly podcast, I was thinking of something else. She was curious about my comics and we were going to focus on that, and I forgot all about the kiss for a chance to finally be around her. She was such a cute bunny with a neat body and all the curves in the right places, but of course Lior was still about.

I decided we could hang out a little more regularly, we met up twice after school, Friday after our Art Club and Wednesday when everyone was usually watching the sporting events and we would go to the local park or library or even a café and chat until my sister and her friends found us. Rosie was getting exceptionally annoying these days about it all, but on some occasions, I convinced Katie to join us and I was startled how scared she was of Lior and I knew it was because of the stories in the paper she'd found after going looking. Still, things were going rather well and there had been no return to the kiss and Lior and I were just very close friends, I could even say he was my best friend.

I was running late one Tuesday morning to school though and that was never a good thing, I'd had to take Rosie to her school down the road first and I was never allowed to leave until she'd been called in, which gave me only five minutes to get into my class and as always it took a lot longer! I had been running down the road when I'd suddenly found myself running down a corridor and straight into an outstretched fist. It hit me right in the stomach and I was not only winded but thrown straight onto my back to gasp! I gave a groan of agony as I snapped my eyes open to the locker that was suddenly slammed shut and found the punk badger bending down to me and grinding his jaw.

"Glad I caught you, Scribbles... it's time to pay up... cash or concussion..." He scoffed; well it had a ring to it but he was the biggest ignoramus going and though I was wheezing on the floor on my back and not quite sure what was even going on within the world, I knew what was about to happen and I was feeling bold. Sometimes I would put money aside to this asshole in order to escape, especially during exam season, but right now the semester was nearing its half-way point so still fresh and I was willing to battle. I gave a scoff as I pulled myself up and dusted my shoulders, chuckling at him and insisting that I was far too busy to care. For a moment Oscar's eyes crossed and, in that moment, I managed to dart past him and escape as he gave a sudden bark out after me. "I'll get you later you fucker!"

I did enjoy it whenever I managed to throw the bastard off, but I couldn't think where my excitement and strength was coming from as I galloped onward to our class with him in tow. When I got in it was to our English class, making the ostrich teacher give a bark of surprise and then honk in shock when Oscar came bolting in after him, only for the teacher to honk again and for Oscar to freeze. He turned around and then settled to his seat in front of Joey whilst I settled at the back and got back on with work. It was easy to get lost in it all and thankfully that meant I could escape away into the work and forget about the hideous bruise I knew would be forming under my dark fur. But of course, I was noticed by Lior as he turned to me rubbing and flinching at my chest and he was looking at me anxiously. It was odd, feeling the anxiety in his eyes made me tremble and not in a bad way. Then when the class was over, Oscar wandered off with Joey having fun as usual sniggering and laughing to one another whilst Lior ignored his other friends to stand with me.

"Are you alright Roman? I couldn't help but notice... like most of the class... that you were in trouble with Oscar? I know you tend to have that kind of relationship with him but, he's going to kick the crap out of you the next chance he gets." Lior stated it so calmly that I found myself blinking up at him, but his companions beckoned him to go over to them and for a moment he seemed unwilling to leave my side. I had to admit, I knew I was in for shit and the longer I dodged it the more I would have to expect it in future, but then Lior stretched his paw out to me, grasping mine tightly and giving me an anxious expression. It made my heart skip a beat to know he was being so sincere and then I had to jolt my paw away from him, I couldn't stand it and be able to cope with a friendship if he was going to grab me like that. He pulled back though, realising it was uncomfortable and then tapped my pointed nose gently. "Look, let me buy your lunch today, we'll go eat together and you can just pay him and forget about him thumping your nose so close to your face that you'll turn from a mink into a pug!"

"Uh... alright, but just you and me on the roof for lunch alright? Then I can't annoy your wonderful friends there... now shoo kitty." I grunted, I couldn't say no to him, I wish I knew why but he just seemed to smile with that cute cat smile of his and my heart would flutter, and my tongue move against me. But then Lior left and seemed to flash a grin and swish his hips for me to view only as he went to the others. They all departed the room and then I slunk to the next class and there I waited to catch Oscar coming in, was grabbed at the shirt, but paid up and he just gave a smirk. He let me go and thankfully Lior arrived behind and gave my paw a soft squeeze of reassurance before we continued with our lessons.

When the bell went for lunch, we were taking the back walk around to the fire exit stairs that led up to the roof of the drama rooms. Lior had picked up some random stuff for us in the cafeteria and I had to admit, I didn't care what I got, even if I could smell there was something with tuna in there... but I liked fish! We were just about to walk through the gate to the stairs when there was that hideous and familiar snarling to say we were in real shit. Oscar was back and he had blocked the narrow escape route and, before I could even believe it, he'd slammed me straight into the nearby wall. I was hit so hard I almost swore a rib popped but my face took most of the hit. I bit through my own lip and a canine chipped, my left eye was smacked and the lid began to swell as I dropped onto the ground with a wheeze, but then Oscar had started kicking into me and I curled up on the ground... I should have expected there was no way he'd ever just let me escape without the beating of a lifetime.

"Leave him alone Oscar... please, he paid you up, just let him go!" I was startled, I'd never had someone stand up for me before but Lior had launched forward and barged Oscar away from me. He'd then knelt down to try and help me, only to receive a firm kick across the face, splitting his creamy coloured cheek and knocking a whisker loose. The cat fell back with a shriek, grasping his bruised cheek and curling up against the wall and then that asshole of a badger was sneering down at him with that vice like jaw filled with nasty teeth. Next thing I knew, Oscar had grabbed me by the tail and jerked me to his feet, producing his absolutely hideously long claws and then turning to Lior with a savage expression.

"Tell you what, Pussy... suck me off and I might leave off with ripping tabby markings onto the mink and shaving your tail!" The badger turned about, suddenly slashing a long claw across the back of my neck. I gave a shriek and to my shock, Lior was on his knees, crawling over and begging for Oscar to let me go, swearing he'd do it, he'd do it if I were left alone. Oscar grinned, let me go in a heap on the floor and then I could see that Lior was crying and then suddenly Oscar unzipped, he pulled himself out and then grabbed Lior at the back of his head and pushed him towards it. For a moment, my poor feline friend was resistant and pinched his lips closed as the stinking head of the badger's cock was pushed to his mouth. I tried to get up, to tell him to bite it and run, but Oscar stomped on my tail, snapping it and making me howl out. In that moment, Lior's mouth opened and then Oscar stuffed himself within.

Lior snorted messily through his nose, sobbing and gagging on the stinking length as his head was pushed up and down it, Oscar thrusting firmly into my poor friend's face as he held the cat to his groin, groaning and grunting, I could hear his balls slapping against Lior's chin. The cat was sobbing against the choking, tears streaming down his face as he just accepted what was happening, he didn't even need to suck, the warm damp of his small mouth was doing enough for Oscar. The badger's nose was twitching, he was grinning and gurning, humping into the cat's poor face as I groaned on the floor. Then Lior's eyes darted to me, looking towards me pathetically before I swear he sobbed even harder.

By some luck, Oscar was too excited by the sensation of the soft fur his balls were bouncing against and the way there was no resistance. He was really pumping hard into Lior but he gave a sudden whimper and a grimace before he suddenly snatched hold of Lior's ears. As he pinched them the cat yowled, his tongue rolling against the cock and then suddenly the badger gave a thumping grunt. Lior then gagged, practically vomiting back up what was flushed into his throat as it shot down his mouth and down the cock with some added fluids. Oscar realised he'd been puked on and firmly punched Lior right in the head, knocking the cat onto the floor, sobbing and heaving as he continued to vomit in response to the violation.

Oscar was swearing at him for making a mess and grabbed hold of Lior's tie, yanking it off and then wiping himself clean with it. He then threw the tie back to Lior before giving a grunt and then hurrying off. He was looking smug all the same, but as I pulled myself up onto my knees, Lior was still retching hideously and sobbing loudly, I pulled my own tie off and then pulled out a packet of tissues from within my coat. I stretched my hand out to him, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him up before quickly smothering his mouth with some tissues and cleaning the mess from it. He sat back into me, quaking within my grip as he sobbed loudly, and I grimaced but continued to clean his face up. When that nasty shit was off it, I switched my tie to him so he wouldn't get into trouble and even switched our uniform blazers so he would be fine. I was taller than him and slimmer, so it wouldn't close properly and dragged downward... but I'd got him mixed up into this... it was my fucking fault and yet Lior whimpered up at me.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... don't hate me... I didn't want him to... I didn't want it... I wouldn't do that..." I couldn't believe it, the way he was looking at me, it begged me not to hate him as if I'd just caught him coming out of the closet or something. I knew he hadn't wanted it; he'd cried through it then vomited, pretty clear signs when he'd been saving me from a skinning. My neck was bleeding still and I looked a mess, with his clothes on I looked like someone had really had a go at me and it meant I might be able to get Oscar caught out, but Lior was trembling still. "Please... don't hate me."

"I can't hate you for this, you saved me and... and it was my fault, I shouldn't have brought you out here... I'd heard him tell Joey he wanted... I should have guessed it was too good an opportunity. But look, let's get to the nurse, try not to sob so much and just tell them you saw me being beating up by Oscar and had to help me. Don't say what he did to you..." I stated, but I knew that was probably the worst thing possible, I needed him to say what was done to get Oscar arrested but... but because of who Lior was I was scared. Somehow, I doubted that anyone would believe it and well, he did give out the wrong signals. Lior could read it upon my face and he nodded his head, easing me up and then the pair of us limped towards the nurse's office and once there, Lior vomited again but was given something for it and a chance to wash his mouth out and thankfully, I got a trip to hospital to stitch me up!

For a week I got some time at home, time enough to learn of a comic competition I could get a good start on and swiftly I had a plan in my head... but then I couldn't seem to make it come to life. I had all the characters I wanted but just no story... all I could think was how I wanted to slice Oscar's throat for having done that to Lior. Worse still, I had a boner very time I tried to think of it because my mind would distort it, have me with Lior sucking on me and enjoying it... I felt sick with myself for that kind of thought and yet, I couldn't help my libido. All the same, I couldn't get my ideas straight when I was so angry about what had happened with Oscar, all I could do was consider a chance when I could get revenge and a way for it to exist within the pages....

I was startled on Friday, my mother was changing my bandages for the last time and I got a visitor, Lior had apparently hoped to see me and I was glad to see the cat stepping in anxiously with a surprisingly large amount of art supplies as a gift. I was not sure how to react, but my mother insisted he had to stay behind for dinner and he seemed eager for it. I didn't know what to say to him when we had dinner, he was acting like life was normal and nothing had happened, but he did ask to stay over and help me catch-up... I was thankful for that and my mother was eager to agree, as was Rosie as she launched on him, but Lior seemed slightly unwelcoming towards her attention. But as we settled into my bedroom after dinner, Lior's hands were straight to my work and he looked at it in fascination. I guessed that he could read my upset in the situation and when he sat on the bed beside me, I gave a grimace.

"Did... did you tell anyone what happened?" I felt fucking awful to actually say it but Lior turned and shook his head before he then looked at me anxiously before looking towards the picture curiously and then turned to me with a questioning look. I knew he wanted to know why I was drawing it and I grimaced in frustration before shaking my head. "Lior... I... I don't know if you'd understand but... but there's a comic competition and I was so angry with Oscar that I had to figure out some way to destroy him for what he'd done to you! But... but..."

"You don't have an end because unless it happens... you won't." Lior stated calmly, he then shifted into his underwear and shuffled onto the bed beside me. Despite there being a bed set up on the floor for him, he seemed intent to share my bed again and I was not going to say no. I still felt damn guilty that he'd been humiliated and then, rather suddenly, Lior pulled me back next to him and with loud purrs the cat then shuffled against my luxurious fur, which I'd been washing with the shampoos he'd advised to reduce the grease. I was trembling as he nuzzled into me, the purr grew louder as he snuggled into me and I could feel those vibrations filling my body and urging my body to react, it scared me but then Lior looked up at me pitifully. "I've never... I swear... I've never done anything sexual before. I was never touched by my father's assistant... I NEVER got touched before..."

"Shit... I'm sorry... I should have, I should have stopped it!" I growled in fury, suddenly wrapping my arms about his body tightly and pulling him in closer, our cheeks rubbing as the purrs grew louder and yet he sobbed softly against me. I couldn't believe it, I'd thought... I'd assumed... not necessarily that he'd been touched as a kitten but, but I'd just assumed he wasn't a virgin because of his confidence... because he must have been used to sex! But then I let him go and did something strange, I pressed my nose to his and past him in a neat little kiss. He gave a sudden moan, pressing forward for another, but I got scared and turned my head away. I was straight... I couldn't want to kiss him, it wasn't right! But then I got a shock as Lior then stretched out to his bag on the floor and then pulled it up with a sudden sigh.

"Only one thing to do then... but only if you want it... in here is a powerful dart, within is a pheromone that is so persuasive the animal hit will do whatever it is told within a four-hour period. Only bad affect, they can't remember any of it... but my father created it to help uncooperative patients and to help them calm down when in a lot of pain... the memory thing though meant it never got approved. I saved dad's supply, there's a lot, but I made sure to only take one dosage with me to you... because I wanted you to be with me..." Lior stated so straightforwardly, so calmly that I was just staring at him in total disbelief. I had to think he was just lying, just having a joke but I could see that wicked light in his golden eyes and the stern manner of his word. He was not afraid of them; he was not afraid of any of it as he stated calmly. "We'll film it for later use, but do you want it... shall we have our revenge?"

"But... but how... when..." I began, but somehow I could see that no matter what I was going to ask, he would already have a solution on hand and in mind to defeat any kind of rational question I could come up with. I had the hideous sensation that he really had thought it all over, that he really did know exactly what to do and it was all just waiting for me to say that I did want to get involved and join his game. But I pulled away from him gently, swinging myself off the bed and then pacing back and forth for a little while in thought, tapping my chin and then turning my head to my writing. I knew I needed some kind of closure to finish the story and I could feel my neck stinging and my stomach churning with fury... Oscar might be suspended for the next month but it could have been a complete expulsion and registry on a sex offenders list if I'd gotten Lior to tell the truth.

It was my fault he was not punished the way he should be and so I turned to look at the curiously smug cat upon my bed. His tail was coiling about around him like a snake and it made my spine tingle. He looked so suddenly callous and calm, so calculating and truly wicked that I would have loved to try and draw it, knowing I'd never be able to really capture the true wickedness I could see within his eyes right now. I turned to look to the wall so he couldn't see me face, to hide the fact I was utterly intrigued as I cautiously asked just what he intended to do to Oscar. But then the purring was suddenly very loud and the cat was wrapped about my back, his coarse but warm fur pressing against my more lustrous pelt as I turned my narrow head towards him as he grinned up at me.

"Simple tit-for-tat... he took my mouth's innocence, so I'll take his... and I'll film him liking it and leave him some kind of proof of it so he knows something happened to him, like a picture sent from a burner phone and no sign who he was sucking off. Make him feel a little paranoid..." Lior beamed at me, but I had to admit it didn't seem quite as fulfilling to hear as I thought it could be to possibly see. But then I felt him being strange, his little curved claws were out and suddenly they were upon my shoulder, kneading and massaging into them and I shuddered in pleasure. How was it he was able to make me feel like that so easily? I was scared as he then purred more loudly. "Of course I'm open to ideas... maybe you should take your money back, or carve initials onto his stomach... maybe you could shave that stripe off his head."

My eyes were suddenly glimmering at the thought of it, that I could make that bastard look even more stupid by shaving his badger stripe off his head and leaving it bald? Everyone would be taking the piss out of him whether he was in school or not and certainly Joey would react to it. I considered the situation, was this any different to how Joey and Oscar had been muttering at the urinal and planning to hurt Lior? No... no this was straight up humiliation and revenge... it was the response to their cruelty, and I turned to look at Lior firmly before patting his back and giving a wicked looking smile.

"When do we strike?"

That morning I woke up with a curious and unwelcome sensation in my pants once again, but at least this time my boner had a clear cause and I wasn't feeling so embarrassed about it. No... I was still bloody embarrassed to find it there tenting the duvet around my groin, but I had found my leg within the cat's embrace. He had nuzzled into my slightly webbed feet; his whiskers were tickling at my ankle and he was sighing lovingly in his sleep. He was clearly comfortable, clearly happy and well... even he was sporting a tad bit of morning wood that was prodding my thigh a bit. I'd let it slide, the amount of boners I had during the week seemed to be equalled out by this one of his, but then I gave a yawn and stretched up, only to have a tail flick about and somehow catch the edge of my armpit to make me yelp.

"Lior... Lior! Wake up you lazy cat!" I growled softly, but he clung more tightly to my foot and threw the duvet over his head. I couldn't exactly deal with myself if he wouldn't let me go, but I almost swore when I threw the cover over his face. I hadn't quite realised he wore thongs as his underwear or whether it was just his ass eating his pants but the split between the cheeks was clear. The tail wiggled to pull the fabric to the edge and from that plump cheek I got a swift shot of the tightest, pale pink coloured little tailhole I'd ever seen. My mouth watered and I had to hold back my digits not to stick one in.

"Uhrrn...does it have to be morning? Heh, did you know you talk in your sleep Roman?" I was glad for a reason to gulp but utterly terrified too that I might have given away the strange attraction I had to this cat! But with a purr he arched his back as he stood on all fours than twisted about to suddenly pin me to the bed. I was so suddenly aware that there was less than an inch between our boners and I was oozing heat from my groin as my sharp nose met his and he gave that hungry, sexy look that was really getting to me. "Didn't think you were into bunnies... thought you were more into predators like otters... but she's admittedly a cutie! You said anything to her about your interest?"

God, I wanted to cry but only in relief rather than for what he said but fuck I was suddenly depressed. All this teasing that I shouldn't feel comfortable with, yet I wanted it. Fuck this cat was an enigma and I could howl. Part of me pondered just asking for a gay experience with him then and there but the scariest part of my mind warned I'd not be satisfied with just jerking each other off.

"Of course I've got to keep my gob shut. No one gets to Katie without confronting Julie. I take it you haven't met the bitch of a falcon? Even Joey got his ass handed to him by that bitch!" I grimaced, thinking of that nasty Peregrine that was always hanging around the bunny during their breaktime and the one time I'd gotten a chance to study during lunch, Julie was right behind me the whole time sneering at me. You wouldn't think a falcon and a rabbit would be such good friends, but stranger things happened and yet I always got the thought that Julie was as intrigued by Katie for the same reason that I was. But Lior was suddenly sniggering at me. "What are you sniggering for?"

"How much you're blushing... I think you'd be a cute pair together, she's smart and cute and you're... well... you're very cute!" Lior grinned in amusement as he then pressed close to me again and gently pressed his paw to my nose, making me shudder in excitement again. However, Lior then slid off the bed and then gently tugged my less impressive cheek fur gently before insisting he was stealing the bathroom. It took me a few minutes of watching his backside wiggling and his tail swaying about before he reached the door and I realised what he had said. With a shriek of amusement and a cackle, he bolted out of the room to get to the bathroom as I bolted after him with a growl over him stealing the bathroom and we rushed towards the room, only for my sister to hold the door. She waited, ready to close it and then suddenly, she opened it just for Lior before stepping out and slapping my nose to stop me from trying to wrestle for the door. With a groan I was about to give her a telling off when she was suddenly sniggering and blushing and then gave a hideous chuckle.

"Clearly someone liked having Lior in their bedroom last night..." I gave a yelp at her, pushing her and insisting she didn't understand. But to my own embarrassment, Lior opened the door and then gently grasped Rosie's tail, making her yelp. He then kissed her cheek and made a point he could always share her bedroom; it was enough to make her yelp and run off downstairs with her paws over her blushing cheeks. I gave Lior a scowl but then noticed he was indeed looking where she had and swiftly, I lifted my tail to cover it with a sneer.

"Imagine what your sister would think if she knew I'd shared your bed!" Lior then shut the door in my face before I could even think to say something on the matter and I was stuck in the landing, having to hurry back to my bedroom because mum was coming up the stairs. With a grimace I closed my door and locked it, thinking I could just get changed and then wash myself after, so I pulled my clothes off and was so shocked to see the pink head probing out from the pitch-black sheath... I was really erect, and I gave a soft swear. I didn't want another excuse to stroke myself and think about Lior... I wasn't gay, he was just powerful and perceptive and yet... this wasn't going to go down without intervention.

But I dared to opt for the most painful way to deal with it, there was a metal pencil tin on my desk and it was sufficiently cold, so I picked it up and pressed it against the sensitive head. I gave a sharp gasp, my neat fangs straining out as I gave a little hiss, hitting the bone to make it shrink back into the depths of my sheath. It had felt so fucking cold and so awful, but I was not going to let Lior think I'd touched myself when he'd been sharing a bed with me, I didn't think he'd appreciate it. With a groan I then pulled on some black trousers and one of my band t-shirts, I brushed back my sleek fur and then gently grabbed my earrings with their little rabbit skull shapes and clipped them in. There was a tap at the door and so I unlocked it, ready to just step out to the bathroom when I was greeted by the stark naked cat, thankfully in his sheath but showing off a creamy underside that stopped just under his sheath. I was shocked as he strolled in without a care and I noticed my mother blushing in the hallway.

I wanted to turn and take another gander at that plush, bouncy backside as he kept swishing his tail about, but my mother clearly needed to be dealt with. I closed the door behind so that Lior could dress himself and then went to my mum. The black and white mink was just staring towards my door in utter confusion, she'd never seen anyone but my father and of course babies naked before and though not on display, it was rather shocking for the poor thing. I took her by her neat paws and guided her down the stairs, insisting that Lior was not used to there being a problem... it was a cat thing! My mother then grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a cuddle before then patting my cheeks though the next thing she said made sure to confuse me more than the affection.

"God... he hasn't groomed in front of you before? I know cats are strange like that, no sense of decorum... poor boy! Not that you'd look, I've never thought you gay and I know you're not... but just... just I'm not sure he's not just... well... cats do like to get attention." I felt more emasculated and disrespected than ever before and my mother had produced a long list of things for me to feel like that about. Sometimes even trying to talk to her was like talking to a two-year-old that just knew the response of yes or no to any question! When I insisted that hadn't happened and then felt relief that my mother also thought it must just be a cat thing, I padded towards the upstairs bathroom and then scrubbed my teeth, grabbing some hair gel and pulling some of my unruly fringe fur back to gain a better view of the world. I probably would have taken the time to colour my nails in there too, they were showing off a bit more blue than black, but my father came in and the wilder looking mink smacked me on the head with the newspaper and shooed me out.

I marched back to my bedroom and almost screamed when I came face to face with the pert backside of the cat and found Lior was just lounging upon my bed and reading one of my dirty magazines. He had a scowl upon his face as if he were inspecting every aspect about my being from the pages that were the most worn looking and I quickly snatched it from him, only for him to give a sigh. He then grasped his bag, pulling out some boxers and a pair of yoga pants, hooking them up and making his backside show off even more. I could not understand this guy but I had to keep repeating in my head it was just a cat thing until those soft white tipped ginger paws lifted up to tap at my dangling earrings out of the corner of my eye with a sudden little 'ting' sound effect.

"Don't..." Nope, no point telling a cat that, suddenly Lior was up on his knees and gently tapping my earrings, slowly encroaching upon my personal space each time I flinched, and I was grinning at him. He really was a terrible kitty, each time I swatted him aside, Lior was trying to poke the earrings and I kept smacking him. I continued to push him as he giggled and then, after a few moments stopping him, he accidentally gave them a tug that hurt. I spun around without thinking, hissing viciously and pinning him beneath me on the bed, my nasty sharp teeth right to his little pink nose. His whiskers strained forward as he grinned, teasing mine with an electric charge that made me sit back and gasp, feeling fucking stupid and knowing that my body had just suddenly yelled in my head 'fuck him' as if that were a normal thing for a mind to say, I grunted. "I told you not to..."

"Do you want to hear my plan then?" Without missing a beat, Lior was lounging there staring up at me with this seductive expression and I had to double-check he was wearing pants because I could have sworn he was looking at me like he might have wanted me to fuck him. But at his words I nodded my head and then he looked to the clock before giving a sudden little snort. I didn't like the way his pupils widened as he thought of his plan. "We got to his house at one, his dad will have gone to his late shift and his brother will still be working till four... we climb up the fire-safety stairs on his apartment, his window's lock is broken so we slip the door up and then we're in. We'll use the burner phone to send him a text to say he's got a cab waiting outside and then have him think he's gotta go down, then we'll be ready when he's in the room. We hit him with the dart... I fuck his mouth and you can do what you want..."

"Puh... I'd tell him to eat shit..."

"I can shit on his floor and make him lap it up if you want... I'm up for anything." I almost said that was scary, but my mind was suddenly imagining this sexy little kitty with his pants down, tail up and doing straining motions... why? Why the fuck did I think of something so gross? But... but I would love to see that badger get what he deserved and insisted we'd let the mood decide. It was just something about the way Lior had said it, the way it was almost like he was saying he'd do it for me as a gift, like something cute a girlfriend might do for her boyfriend. But I couldn't tell if that meant my mind was more fucked up than his, or if he really was just utterly twisted and insane!

"Then let's get ready... how about we both have some breakfast and then, well, maybe we can shit in his bathtub or something so his brother will beat him to a pulp..." Why the shit? Why was that now stuck in my head? Dude... I felt sick at the fact I wanted to do something so disgusting, but what he'd done to Lior still echoed in my mind and how he'd been so clearly offended by vomit. But when Lior gave a giggle and grasped my wrist, I was dragged down the stairs for a cheerful breakfast with my family. Lior was as charming as ever but once or twice I'd been so stuck on the thought that I'd said the S word a few times and my mother had been furious. My little bratty sister had wanted to join us in meeting a friend, but Lior had convinced her that it was only for the big boys and she was so cute she'd get eaten up! It had satisfied her enough to shut up with the promise that Lior had to bring her back something cute. Even my parents were about to scold her for it, but that cat just stroked up her nose to make her blush and giggle as he insisted, he'd try. "You've got issues about spoiling my sister bud, try not to let her think she can control you!"

The march to the block of run down flats in the shittiest section of the world had been terrifying; Lior had purposefully taken me the route down by the canal, under the series of bridges that cars ran over so much and so loudly that it made any animal walking beneath want to curl up in terror. He insisted it made this a safe place to stop at when we made our escape because literally no one came here. I was accepting of that, but the closer we got to the building and the more confident in himself Lior became, the more my heart was hammering away and the more I was getting fucking petrified that our revenge would not work. But... there was also something in the adrenalin rush that was making me notice how cute this cat was... not cute, how sexy his confidence and those wicked golden eyes were for the thought of getting back what he felt he was owed. I couldn't blame him as we scuttled up to the fire escape to the window, ducking down and then we got a stroke of luck.

"He's fucking asleep on the bed after jerking one out to porn mags... get the window up, I'll just dart him right in that flaccid flopper he'd got on display... no shame this badger!" Lior scoffed, putting on some haughty-taught accent to make it even more amusing. I couldn't believe it, my heart was hammering so hard I knew I was about to pass out as I eased the window up with sweaty paw pads, my eyes blurring and straining with the growing fear. I didn't think we could manage it, how the fuck were we going to get so lucky and yet Lior had the pipe out, the dart ready and with a thin spitting motion, the dart flew. I fucked up, I dropped the window back down as that badger gave a howl of agony and I caught Lior's paw in it! He gave a squeak and Oscar was up and charging to the window. "FUCK!"

"WE'RE FUCKING DEAD! HOW LONG DOES THAT STUFF..." I yelped in horror, oh God I'd really fucked up and we were both going to be killed for this. But as soon as the big stripe-dog had yanked the broken window up, his pants still off and having pulled the dart from his flaccid and really grossly wrinkled up cock, he froze. He was suddenly just staring at us as Lior pulled his paw free and waggled it towards me with a cutesy 'owie' and a pathetic expression. I kissed his paw and then looked to Oscar, whispering softly for him to go back to the bed and well, he did. No sound, no question, with every feature moving normally, it didn't make sense... there was no way to tell he was hypnotised by the pheromones in his body and I turned to Lior who was looking at me with a grin. "That stuff actually works? What if it hadn't?"

"I hid a baseball bat in the trash cans we passed when I scouted the place out... this just seemed more subtle." Lior stated with a happy little twinkle in his eyes and I reminded myself that I was fucking scared of this guy. We slid into the room, Oscar just staring blankly into space but that badger's expression was nothing unusual as he ignored Lior going to run his paw under a cold tap and presumably, get himself sorted. I grabbed the burner phone we had, turning on the camera and angling it towards Oscar as he sat there with his dong hang down and clearly ignorant to me even existing. But then Lior strode into the room and was looking smug, but there was something over his mouth, a mask and something else. When he then spoke, he sounded like a supervillain, clearly he was wearing something to alter his voice that they sold to kids and well, it worked and I had to stop myself laughing as he approached the badger. "So Oscar... someone told me you like pussy... but you didn't specify and well... one should never be too vague on such things. I'm going to let you get this pussy off all on your own, you're going to get it up... suck it off and swallow it graciously... then you're going to be a good badger and do whatever my friend tells you... understood? If its yes, look enthusiastic."

"I fucking love pussy..." I couldn't believe that Oscar said it so naturally, that he sat up on his knees and looked to Lior expectantly, wanting him to climb on the bed and give it to him. This stuff was unbelievable, I'd really thought it would make them like a zombie or something, but obviously it was far more sophisticated, and I could see why it had been banned! I watched the scene through the lens of the phone, grimacing to see that Lior was well hidden within his sheath and I had to admit, I wasn't sure how he was going to maintain having it up when he clearly hated this sack of shit. But as he knelt onto the bed, Oscar lounged within his lap, groaning about pussy with his long tongue hanging out as his great big paws with their long claws slid towards the tiny tucked in balls of the cat and fondled at them as his tongue flicked around the area of the sheath. It didn't seem to be doing anything until Oscar curled his paw and rubbed his knuckles at the bottom of the sheath to urge it out. "Yeah... fucking love pussy cock... gonna taste great..."

"Only if you do a good job..." Lior hissed, I could almost see him gagging for the fact the badger was looking up at him so lovingly and even I was disturbed by it. But there was something in the determination that this had to happen, that Lior had to get his revenge that was to be admired. But then Oscar's knuckling seemed to be irking the cock out, but the badger lifted his head, his long fat tongue suddenly stroking at Lior's nipples and the cat's claws came out. The little squeak of pleasure I'd heard mixed with fear made my stomach clench in excitement, but when Lior's claws slashed the badger's nose and he gave a whimper, suddenly I was even more excited to see him cower and the cat's cock slid out. Suddenly there was an evil look in Lior's eyes, he snatched one of Oscar's small ears, tugging it to put him close to the barbed prick that was bright pink and looked kinda pretty in its own kind of way. Then Oscar was panting in excitement, his tongue slurping at it as Lior held his ear tight and I could see that it had taken the sight of Oscar in pain or scared to turn on the little hellcat! "Just suck it and pray I cum in your mouth or I'll cum in your ear..."

"Cum wherever you want master... I love kitty cum..." There was such a grunt, such a firm look of his own disgusting lust when Oscar said it that I could have sworn the badger was saying the truth. Lior just looked down at him, suddenly mature and suddenly pure evil as the big long muzzle of the badger wrapped around his cock. Messily and slurping like he was sucking up grubs, the badger was slapping his mouth messily around the cock, giving what I had to say looked like the worst blowjob in history, but the more the badger looked up to check he was pleasing, the more Lior seemed to swell. I was intrigued... seeing the way he was only reacting to that... it didn't seem to match what he'd been like around me and then I pondered... was Lior such a sadist he might not even be able to cum without seeing someone in pain?

Lior seemed to get bored, he grabbed the striped white cheeks of the badger's muzzle and then began to thrust rather heavily into him, so heavily that the badger looked to be choking. His nose was getting snotty as he tried hard to get in air against the cat fur, his eyes were watering and for a moment he seemed to be holding his breath to try and cope. Lior wasn't pulling back enough to give him the chance, he was just thrusting in with the most heartless, dead stare in his eyes that I was both scared but had to admit I was turned on. Watching his hips work I felt a desire I hadn't known, I wanted to be behind him, working those hips to push that cock into that fucker's mouth, all the time my own inside that cat... helping him violate and humiliate... but I shook the thought from my head as Lior hissed.

"What's the matter? Can't breathe? Shame... I'm not getting out till I cum, so you'd better hope you can breathe in with your ass or I'm gonna kill you." Okay... that was dark, but there was a sudden light in his eyes for saying it and suddenly, the lips held tighter, Oscar was pumping his head up and down the length, the cat claws poised to scratch him if he lingered up too long and the thrusting stopped. Oscar seemed to be in control of his breathing, soft long snorts of air matching each dip and sucks with each withdraw, his tongue must have been tickling Lior because he gave a soft growling purring mix as if he was happy but not. Then he snatched his claws into the badger's head, making it open its mouth out with a gasp as Lior then came... a really thick dollop of a load slapping into the badger's face and mouth as he gasped and gagged to overcome the pain.

The cat continued to splatter a little more, his face pained and there was no sound of relief or comfort... it was almost like he didn't like cumming. But then he let go, the badger wiped and lapped the stuff from his face before cleaning the cat's tip... only to watch the cock shrink back and hide within the soft pelt before Lior got up and stomped to the bathroom. It was my turn now, but when I heard Lior throwing up in the bathroom, I turned off the camera and then grasped a rather dull looking three-bladed razor and threw it to him. I didn't want to stay here if it was making Lior feel bad and well, I decided on a different idea to sort out the weird shit idea in my head.

"Be a good boy and shave that blaze off your head, okay boy?" I watched him start shaving, took a photo and then told him to give me his number to send it too. I then knocked on the door and Lior stepped out, insisting he needed to get out of there. I had to agree with him, but I had to do something and so I stepped into the kitchen, got out a roll of cling film and then lifted the toilet lid. I pulled out a strip, tucked it in and then sat the lid back down. The next person to take a shit or piss was going to get a shock. I then grabbed Lior and pulled him towards the window. We climbed out, got down the rickety metal stairs and the next thing I knew, Lior was running. Poor cat was even crying but I hurried after him until I heard the sounds coming from the burner phone, I picked it up and then found it replaying the video and as I turned the sound off and kept running after him, I watched that moment with the nipples and I felt my blood boiling.

What came over me next I just took as the adrenalin from getting what we wanted from it and I managed to run faster, almost thinking to go jumping on all fours to get to the cat's side just as we reached the noisy bridges. I knew he couldn't hear me, but I snatched his wrist and steered him against one of the bridge walls. I forced him up against it, he gave a yelp and then I locked my muzzle over his, our lips strafing one another before he moaned loudly and wide enough to let my tongue in. He grasped my shoulders and I pulled his waist into mine; I wasn't really hard yet, but I needed to have him close against me and I couldn't stop kissing him.

My tongue slid against his, feeling the warm heat within, hearing that little moan that made him sound so weak and I couldn't help but want more of it. I wouldn't let him break the kiss but as he kneaded into my shoulders and the purring became loud enough, I could feel it vibrating against my flesh, our whiskers twitched and I shuddered as I pulled back. I realised I might have just caused a problem as he pulled apart panting, he was bulging a little below for me to see, but his nipples were oddly erect, and he looked both frightened but happy. I think I took his mind off the upset and then I was rubbing the back of my head. We continued on till we got to a store and he insisted he had to hop inside, giving me time to figure out what the fuck to say... then he came out with a bag and a smile on his face and suddenly, all I could say as fear gripped me that maybe he thought this was the start of a relationship between us I gave a bleat.

"It was just the adrenalin you know..." He paused for a moment, head tilting to the side until he seemed to just sort of stare at me with a soft 'oh'. I guessed he was not even thinking about it, not even bothered by it as he strolled over to me and then gave a giggle, patting my shoulder gently and insisting he hadn't thought about it. I was glad to think it was just something so simple, but I almost wanted to snatch his paw and say that I had liked it, but was still confused, only I couldn't. It was so embarrassing to have any kind of interest in another guy... it wasn't disgusting just weird when I'd always looked at girls before. I guessed it was probably just the proof that I wasn't maybe as straight as I thought and that was uncomfortable. But then Lior had giggled.

"I bought your sister one of those collectible keyrings from that series she likes... it's a very glittery looking little sheep, so I hope she hasn't got it already. I guess we'll just have to see. Oh and I got us some chocolate, it'll help us relax and then I've gotta get back. Mum and Jackson will be home soon from their Friday Night stuff and I want to make sure the house is tidy." Lior beamed, reminding me of the promise and I was feeling suddenly petrified. Why did he want to go so soon for something so pointless? I then looked at his happy smiling face, but it was not his usual beautiful smile.

It was the kind of smile someone gave when they were secretly heartbroken, and I felt such hideous guilt even though we'd never really... just what was wrong with me?