{"sf1_id":1355840,"sf2_id":"rm8MMWDn","title":"Cait Girl","author":"Mantrid_Brizon","words":410,"posted_at":"2018-07-31T06:10:15.000Z","tags":["Anthro","Caitian","Cat","Feline","Female","Heterosexual","Human","Interracial","Interspecies","Lion","Lioness","Love","M/F","Male","Never Seen Sex Act","Poem","Poetry","Rhyme","Romance","Sex","Sexual Tension","Star Trek","Story","Straight"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1355840-cait-girl","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8MMWDn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ff/ff/ffff32f9-fa75-40a8-99ff-723348db50dc","description":"A poem with a Star Trek theme; A Caitian female and human male finally express their feelings for each other in an appropriate manner.","content":"Cait Girl\n\n(10/21/2017)\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWe walk together silently,\n\nThe tension growing like a tree,\n\nShe stops and quickly turns around,\n\nShe faces me, looks to the ground,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe steps to me, I back away,\n\nHer smile’s wide, her tail sways,\n\nI put my back against the wall,\n\nWe’re standing in an empty hall,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nReaching out, her hand does run,\n\nPlacing itself atop my gun,\n\nShe disarms me with lustful look,\n\nAnd reads me like an open book,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe notices my nervousness,\n\nLeans up to me, my fingers twitch,\n\nShe asks me if I’m scared of her,\n\nOr of the Caitian’s silky fur,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe doesn’t know I’ve seen her though,\n\nMy eyes watch everywhere she goes,\n\nBut social stigma kept me there,\n\nI’ve sat silently in my chair,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTo my surprise she starts to speak,\n\nA secret she would like to keep,\n\nShe tells me she’s been watching me,\n\nAnd in my arms she wants to be,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAdmit my feelings, it’s a start,\n\nDeny it’s fear within my heart,\n\nI hesitate with uncertainty,\n\nOf what might not ever be,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe warms to me and I let it out,\n\nMy love for her I begin to spout,\n\nHand on her hip, I stroke her fur,\n\nShe leans on me and starts to purr,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nA bell she wears around her neck,\n\nIt jingles as she arches her back,\n\nI stroke her side so tenderly,\n\nAn arm around her lovingly,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nLeaning close, she’s stumbling,\n\nAnd at my touch she’s crumbling,\n\nA gentle kiss upon her lips,\n\nClosing her eyes in silent bliss,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe’s purring loud, I hold her near,\n\nAnd trembling as though in fear,\n\nThe rules and regs mean naught to me,\n\nWithout her, I don’t want to be,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe looks to me with happy grin,\n\nHer tail sways back and forth again,\n\nHer hand in mine, some stare in shock,\n\nInto my room, the door I lock,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nOf her love for me she says,\n\nAs she lies down on my bed,\n\nI lay beside her as she purrs,\n\nAlways will I be there for her,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMoving close, she turns around,\n\nWe face each other as our hearts pound,\n\nReaching out, our hands they walk,\n\nAll over each other like board and chalk,\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nCaring not if we make a sound,\n\nAs our clothes fall to the ground,\n\nWe wonder if we’re moving fast,\n\nCaitian and human together at last.","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1355839-tennessee-snow.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1355841-strife.json"}}