A Lions Obsession {A Side Story}
I had a disease. A crazy mental disorder that made me do things I couldn't stop myself from doing; things that were unlawful and immoral and were going to land me in jail someday. I was an incurable kleptomaniac.
This mental disease took hold of me at the oddest, most random moments. I stole anything and everything, for no particular reason.
Most of the things I collected really had no purpose. I had a drawer full of stolen sunglasses, and toilet paper rolls I seized from public bathrooms. I stole a dildo one time, though I had no use for it. I took some old guy's jacket that didn't even fit me. I even stole several boxes of condoms, damn it, even though they're not meant for anal use.
Yes, that's right, I said anal. I've taken a lot of things that weren't mine, but by some twist of fate, sex was always easy to obtain and given to me freely and therefore I had sex with as many as I wanted. Of course, they were always just meaningless one-night stands, but that didn't matter because I got to experience a lot of those.
Sex was the one thing I didn't need to steal and therefore I thought I would be satisfied, but apparently that wasn't the case. I ended up doing something worse than stealing someone's virginity.
I actually kidnapped someone, which put my kleptomania on a whole new level. It was like I had graduated from robbing small, insignificant items and moved on to the more important things, the kind of stuff that could get me into some serious trouble.
It was a crime, but performing that act of kidnapping was probably the most enjoyable thing I had ever done in my life.
I was walking down the street with my paws crammed into my pockets so they wouldn't be tempted to grab anything, headed on my way home after going out for lunch. It had been only a mildly successful day for me, as the only things I managed to steal were three pairs of chopsticks and a small cup, which I hid in the pockets of my jacket.
Taking things from restaurants like that was terrible and I knew it, but as I kept stealing, it seemed to increase the intense, uncontrollable need to steal even more. It was an addiction, like a drug.
I thought I would be going straight home with no stops along the way, but my trip was delayed when I caught sight of something on the side of the road across the street. A snow leopard was sitting on the sidewalk, looking even smaller than he really was since he was crouched down. He didn't seem to have any particular purpose for being there except sitting and watching his surroundings.
But I wanted him. I wanted that snow cat badly, even more badly than the male porno magazine I saw sticking out of some guy's pants the day before. I needed him, and I didn't have a reason why, but I knew what I wanted.
First I just watched the other feline on the sidewalk. His hair was blonde and he looked slightly cold in his thin jacket as he watched the people walk by and thought to himself.
He was fucking adorable. I wanted to take him home and keep him for a pet.
I absolutely had to gain possession of that leopard, or my life would have no meaning and be a complete failure. He was the meaning of life. I knew I was completely crazy, but of course I was possessed by an illness that made me do things that really made no sense whatsoever. I quickly formulated a plan on how I would capture that extremely cute specimen and decided that simply sneaking up on him and suddenly grabbing him was probably the only option.
Doing such a thing was dangerous and I could get in trouble, but there was really nothing else I could do. I surely couldn't lure the guy to my house with cat treats or something.
He didn't even see me and I subtly crossed the street, keeping out of his range of sight. I felt insane, and knew this wasn't normal, but I really wanted him so fucking bad. He was still crouching adorably on the sidewalk as I approached him, and he looked so innocent. I felt like a pedophile about to kidnap a little kid.
I crept closer and closer, as silently as possible, and my irrational need for him grew with each step I took. I wanted to pet him and put a little collar on him and feed him kitty food in a bowl on the floor.
Then I was standing behind him, and he was so lost in thought that he didn't even turn around. Perfect. With rapid speed that I didn't even know I possessed, I swooped down and grabbed him around the shoulders in a tight grip, hauling him up to his feet.
I never expected such an innocent, adorable cat to turn out to be a ferocious little shit. He struggled and kicked at me and his face contorted in rage.
"What the fuck are you doing, you freak?" he screamed. "Is it suddenly fucking illegal to sit on the fucking sidewalk and think?"
"Calm down," I said, trying to soothe him. People were staring at us and I began to wonder if this was an incredibly stupid idea. Yes, it took me that long to realize that.
I gripped the smaller feline by one of his wrists and let the rest of him free. He kicked me in the shin as hard as he could. "Damn it! That hurt!" I cried, folding my ears back, and flicking my tail in pain.
He scowled at me. "Let me go, asshole. I'll call the cops on you."
This had turned into a drastic situation and had therefore called for drastic, completely psychopathic measures. Damn it, I was a very bad man.
I snatched up a rock and beat the poor snow cat unconscious, and it was lucky that there weren't many people on the street and nobody was paying any attention to me anymore. He collapsed limply into my arms and though there was no blood, he would have a painful bruise on the side of his head.
Since I had already done a couple of horrible things, I might as well not stop there. I underwent the excruciatingly difficult task of walking an unconscious male to my home. It was a good thing the guy was small and my apartment was close by, or I might not have succeeded.
Transporting him was extremely awkward. I didn't want to drag him for fear of hurting him even worse, so I was forced to carry him the whole way and people kept looking at me funny and eyeing me suspiciously. Some people asked what was going on and I had to tell them I was a medical specialist transporting a patient.
Great. I was turning into a pathological liar as well as a kleptomaniac.
I was so afraid of getting arrested or something that I was tempted to just dump the guy in an alley somewhere and run for it. But no, I couldn't give up. I had stolen him and he was going to be mine, no matter what the costs were.
I was amazed that he had remained unconscious the entire time, but it was fortunate because I didn't want to get yelled at and kicked again. He was the damn cutest thing ever, but he had a scary temper.
After a lot of hard work, I managed to get him into the apartment building, into an elevator, and finally in my own apartment. My arms hurt so bad from carrying him and I wanted to just drop him on the floor as soon as I got inside, but I had done enough damage. I gently set him on my bed and carefully locked all the doors and windows in case he tried to make a quick escape.
Now I just had to wait for my captive to wake up, and I knew he wouldn't be very happy when he did.
Suddenly I was hit with the severity of what I had done. This was no ordinary theft, but something much more frighteningly serious. I was harboring a victim of kidnap in my own room, and there were unpleasant consequences for doing such a thing. I used to be just insane, but now I was promoted to a lunatic.
The feline on the bed made a soft moaning sound and he moved around a bit, so I knew that he was waking up. Aww, he was so cute when he was sleeping and I would gladly beat him unconscious again just to continue seeing him in that utterly precious state.
His peaceful condition didn't last long though, because he slowly opened his eyes and felt the side of his head, which I was sure felt pretty sore. I stood on one side of the bed and edged a bit closer to it to see if he was all right.
"Feel okay?" I asked him, keeping my tone mild and kind of quiet so I wouldn't startle him.
He was suddenly wide awake in an instant and quickly sat up to glare at me. "You! You crazy bastard, where have you taken me?"
"Shut up," I said, though not unkindly. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything. I've just brought you to my home for a little visit." And I was going to keep him forever and ever and ever, but I sure as hell wasn't going to tell him that.
"I don't want to visit you, you crazy son of a bitch!" he yelled angrily. "Let me out of here!" He leaped off the bed and ran at the door, which was fortunately locked. While he struggled with the doorknob, I was given enough time to grab him and pin him to the floor while straddling his cute little body.
The idea of fucking him had never crossed my mind before, but now that he was so flustered and animated, he was seriously turning me on.
"What's your name?" I asked him, still sitting on top of him with a leg on either side of him.
"Cloud," he spat. He tried to get up but I wouldn't let him, and I was amused to see that I was a little bit stronger than he was since he had recently been hit on the head. "Get the fuck off me already!"
I shook my head. "No." Yes, I was definitely horny and my cock easily became hard in no time at all, clearly visible to Cloud since it was practically in front of his face.
His eyes got wide and he stopped struggling. "Perverted bastard. You're going to rape me, aren't you?" He wasn't exactly scared, but he didn't seem so confident anymore and I wanted to get into his pants more than ever.
"It doesn't have to be rape," I told him. "You can be willing." I leaned down and put a paw underneath his head like a pillow, and then I pressed my lips onto his, kissing him hard and frantically. Heat exploded within me as I made contact with the smaller feline and my desire only grew when he unconsciously kissed back.
Cloud's kisses were rough, but not too rough for me at all. When the little bastard bit at me, I bit him back until little droplets of blood appeared on his lips. I licked the blood away, enjoying the dull metallic taste on my tongue. When I finally felt Cloud hardening against me, I laughed at him. He just glared viciously.
"Shut up, asshole. It's your fault I'm hard, so you might as fuck me so I can get a release from this."
I think that was just his harsh way of admitting that he wanted to have sex with me. I didn't bothering questioning his words though and undid his pants and tugged them off. He was indeed just as aroused as I was, and I slowly ran a finger up and down his erection, just to torture him a bit.
He hissed and knocked my finger away. "Stop that!" It was so fun to watch him squirm with desire, and he grabbed a hold of his own dick and started touching himself in desperation.
Now it was my turn to knock his paw away. "Don't do that. I don't want you to come before the fun even has a chance to start."
He didn't even have the will to scowl at me. "Well hurry up."
I stripped his shirt off and stared down at his completely naked little body. He was absolutely beautiful.
"Pervert!" Cloud growled at me, his tail flicking in annoyance. "You haven't even taken any of your clothes off! Are you going to fuck me or just molest me?"
"I get to take this at whatever pace I want to." I grabbed hold of his hardened nipples, startling him and making him gasp with both pain and excitement. This was so much fun.
Cloud was clearly being driven crazy. "Why do you keep stalling? Why can't I just be seme and get this over with?"
I laughed at him. "You? Seme? Yeah right, shorty."
He looked offended. "I'd like to inform you that all the other times I've had sex, I've almost never been uke!"
"Almost never isn't good enough. I've never been uke once!"
"You idiot! Just shut up and fuck me already!"
He was so impatient now that I didn't think he even seemed to care anymore about being on bottom. I undid my pants and then took them off with one paw, softly stroking Cloud everywhere I could reach on his body with my other paw. He whimpered softly, still in agony from need. My pants were off and then so was my shirt, and Cloud's eyes were immediately drawn to the hardness between my legs. "Shit," he said.
"That's right, I'm bigger than you are," I said triumphantly. Well, I wasn't really that much bigger, but I was still bigger, damn it. "You're definitely going on bottom."
"I'm too horny to care anymore," he muttered. "I swear I keep getting harder and harder as every second goes by and you have no mercy for me at all."
I straddled him again and ran my tongue up chest, licking until I reached the top of his neck. His body shuddered and I knew it was cruel to make him wait any longer.
Finally I opened Cloud's legs and found the right spot where I needed to enter. He was literally shivering with anticipation and at last I slid inside him, not too fast or too slow, not gentle but not violent.
It hurt him though, and it hurt him quite a lot since he apparently wasn't used to being uke. A beautiful scream rose from his throat and greatly excited me, making my breath come faster and my cock thrust harder. I think I received the greatest joy of my life when I heard Cloud moaning beneath me, vocalizing the pleasurable feelings that were being ignited within him each time I entered him.
"I'm not a pussy," he panted, apparently not wanting to appear weak and vulnerable to me. "You can go harder than that."
And so I did thrust much harder, filled with a wild frenzy fueled by my need to possess Cloud bodily. He cried out at the adjustment in intensity and I loved hearing him scream so much. His small body was burning warm against my own and his hair was damp with sweat, turning it a darker shade of blonde. He was more adorable than ever.
Cloud finally reached his breaking point, the finale where he was suddenly filled with an overwhelming feeling that blocked out all reality. He let out a loud, incoherent yell and came, covering us both with his warm fluid.
Though I was less vocal, I experienced the same feelings and was overcome by an intense, blinding sense of insane pleasure that was completely beyond words, and I came inside Cloud and filled him with all the lust and desire and pleasure that had been building up in me.
I tried to catch my breath and used my last bit of energy to withdraw from Cloud. I lay on top of him with my head against his neck, and I felt his rapid pulse that energetically beat with every shallow breath he took.
"Asshole," he panted. "You were real good."
"I know." I licked at the skin of his neck, sucking at it a bit, and reached up to run my fingers through his hair. I kept wanting to touch him. I wanted to feel every bit of him that I could because he was mine and I had rightfully gained possession of him.
He pushed me off of him and slowly sat up, wincing at the pain in his ass. He sighed. "You've had your fun with me. Are you going to let me go now?"
I sat up too and felt a mixture of shock, anger, and disappointment. No way, I couldn't possibly let him go. "You're my stolen property now," I explained. "The only way I'll let you go is if somebody pays a ransom for you, and then I'll still try to keep you."
Cloud shook his head in disbelief. "You're fucking crazy."
"Of course I am. You think I'm not aware of that?" I got up and left him on the floor while he tried to recover from his sore rear end, and I opened up the door to my closet and pulled something out of it. They were stolen, just like Cloud, so the two would go together perfectly.
I snuck up behind an exhausted, unable-to-fight Cloud and clapped one of the handcuffs to his wrist. I attached the other cuff to my bedpost. His first reaction was to become shocked, and his second reaction was to tug on the handcuffs, hoping he could pull himself free. He failed, of course.
"Welcome to your new job as my sex slave, Cloud. You can call me Leon-sama from now on."
I've never seen somebody look at me with such hatred before, but I wasn't afraid of Cloud. After a few days of being my little sex toy, he would willingly submit to my every whim eventually.
I had done quite a lot of bad things that day, but I found I had no regrets. As long as I had fun, enjoyed myself, and got a hot piece of ass, I didn't care anymore if it was legal or not.
And that was the conclusion of my most enjoyable adventure as a klepto.
The end.
Author Note
Um....yeah. Just some random smut. This is a gift for Taiko. I hope you liked it Taiko!! <3 I like to think of this as a soft of side story to my Lions Obsession Story. I love crazy Leon <3
This is also my first time at writing something in First Person, so don't be too harsh. Rate and Review Please<33