First Kiss
Story for Tsumi of his all too adorable character Dimitri the Snowmew, and the first time he found out what makes him... different.
Billy invented for the purpose of this story
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Dimitri felt happy. He was at his best friend's house, or rather out back in the treehouse. It was nicely furnished, and even had a little TV and a couch. They were hanging out, playing video games, scooting closer to one another every few moments.
Dimitri's life would soon never be the same.
Dimitri was a timid snow leopard. Billy had gone out of his way to become friends with the feline, accommodating for the shyness. It had taken months for them to get this comfortable. The vulpine loved soft tails, which was what first drew him to the leopard, but he genuinely did enjoy Dimitri's company.
They had met at school, in many of the same classes. What started out with requests to eat together at lunch soon evolved in study sessions all the way to just hanging out, the step they were at now. Billy didn't know how to take it any further, but he wanted to.
The snow leopard found himself leaning against his foxish friend as he continued to manipulate his controller in his paws, and timidly eased his soft tail around Billy, biting his lower lip a little and hoping it came across as concentration on the game.
Billy gasped as the soft tail wrapped around him, distracted from the game for a moment, writhing pleasantly as the tail rubbed over his shirtless torso. He resumed playing in earnest as he saw how far he fell behind, with the round almost over.
Then the screen shouted that Dimitri was the winner! The kitty perked sitting up straighter, "I finally won at this game!"
"Only because I let you, Demi." The fox said playfully, stroking where that tail was on his chest.
Dimitri blushed, and looked at Billy. He weighed the pros and cons he knew of to his next action for a moment...
Dimitri kissed Billy. He leaned in, and their lips met. A rush of warmth seemed to rush through the snow leopard. He idly thought that if all kisses were like this, he'd love to kiss more. He could feel his heartbeat, a strong thrum in his chest, and it felt as though the fox's own heart had changed, to match his own, a sense of euphoria coming over him.
He slowly opened his eyes as the vulpine stopped moving against him, as the warmth faded from his lips, but remained all over his body. He saw Billy's eyes. They looked...blank. He pulled away from the kiss. "B-Billy?"
He shook the vulpine with his tail gently, and he swayed like a rag doll. Dimitri stood, easing his tail off the fox. He fell over. The snow leopard waved his paw in front of the fox's face, whimpering. He was barely breathing now.
Dimitri's next thought was obvious... mustn't be caught. Billy's parents would kill him for turning the fox into a vegetable! He turned off the game system, and with a cloth started wiping down everything he had touched since he got there. He shuddered as he looked back at his friend's lifeless face, and then ran. He jumped out of the treehouse, running faster than he had ever run before, across the yard and jumping the fences, glad he only lived a few houses over. He continued, across yard after yard, hopping each fence with a sense of energy about him.
Dimitri got home, and closed the door behind him, heading up to the shower. He felt dirty. Stripping the leopard stepped into the bathroom, where his mother had set up an array of mirrors at different angles, so a glance at any one of them would give someone a full all the way around view of themselves. The teenage snow leopard turned on the water in the shower, before he heard a voice.
"D-Demi..? Where am I?" Billy called faintly.
The snow leopard whipped around, looking about frantically for his friend. As he looked, something caught his eye. Upon further inspection, it was the reflection of the rosettes on his back. They moved from their normal array...
Demi gasped as a familiar vulpine face formed, before the rosettes returned to their normal arrangement. He stared, not sure if he had imagined it, "Billy..?" He said softly aloud.
His rosettes shifted again, a paw, as if pressing out from the inside, on the small of his back, "What happened, Demi...?" Came the faint voice.
"I... I don't know... I kissed you and you collapsed, Billy..." Demi whimpered, barely audible.
"I can feel all over you, Demi... you're so soft and warm..." Billy's voice said faintly, "You're comfy..." Billy's voice seemed less distressed with every word, the warmth all around the snow leopard settling in, feeling normal.
"D-Don't you want to be back in your body, Billy?" Dimitri asked softly.
Billy took a long time to respond, "Why...? It's far more comfortable here... go on, take a shower, I don't mind..." He seemed different, euphoric and dazed now.
Dimitri was confused, alarmed, and rather emotionally drained from the events so far, and simply nodded, stepping into the shower and closing his eyes as the hot water rushed all over him, remembering how nice that kiss felt, the rushing heat, two hearts beating as one...
He blushed as he found himself growing aroused, biting his lip and starting to stroke at his arousal, not noticing the occasional body part forming of the shape of his rosettes all over his back, sides, and limbs, a vulpine face most often. His paw wrapped around his hardening length, and the feline leaned against one wall of the shower, pressing into his paw with his hips, imagining Billy was holding him from behind, stroking him tenderly.
He didn't last long with this image in his mind, almost feeling the vulpine nuzzle his neck just before he came, shuddering, his seed spurting against the glass door of the shower as he slumped down to his rump at the bottom of the shower. "Oohh..."
"Glad you liked that, Demi..." Came the faint voice of the fox from somewhere behind or between the feline's ears, "I have a feeling I'll be helping you out a lot, naughty snowmew."
Dimitri blushed deeply, "B-Billy?" He stammered, trying to stand.
"I get it now..." The fox's voice said softly, "I'm yours. You took me away and made me a part of you... and I like it... You're so warm and safe feeling, Demi. Like when you held me in your tail... now you're holding me in your you."
"T-that doesn't make any sense... how..." the feline panted, confused, but remembering the euphoric rush of warmth in the kiss... how it all seemed to come from Billy. And how Billy was... empty afterward.
"That's right... you sucked up my creme filling, Demi..." Billy's voice said cheerily, "It felt nice, if a little confusing at first..."
Dimitri slowly, weakly stood, absently working shampoo into his fur, and he could feel Billy murrring, deep inside. Slowly, the snow leopard began to purr with him, cleaning himself up as the warmth stayed with him. He wasn't sure about what he had done, but Billy didn't seem to be mad at him, and that's what mattered.
Eventually he rinsed off and got out of the shower, stretching out as he turned on the dryer, vents between the mirrors whirring open and blasting warm air at his body, each blast wicking away more and more of his moisture, until he was soft and poofy again. He padded out of the bathroom, walking into his room, and without bothering to put on any clothes, he laid down into bed, closing his eyes, feeling as though his best friend was there, cuddling him warmly. Tomorrow might be hard, but for tonight, Dimitri felt at peace.
Billy felt lost in soft pelt and his friend's caring warmth, and he didn't want to be found.
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