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?[b][u][center]A Fine Feline Friend

For Jagger8090

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

It had been a few days since he'd seen the police officers, a few days in which Billy had been forced to consider what he had done and why he'd done it.

Every time that he thought back to the time he'd spend under the officers' feet, he blushed. Out in the country, nobody did anything like that. It just wasn't done. Spending time under the feet of anthros, of the furred folk, would have marked him out as a pervert and a human that wasn't worth spending time with.

But here…

He remembered how gentle they had been, how they had teased him but never forced him into anything that he didn't want to do. Even now, the memory of those large, furred feet pressing down on him got his cock stirring, and he blushed again as he adjusted himself in his pants before continuing his walk.

[i]Was that…a good thing to do?[/i]

He didn't know. After all, he had only just gotten to the city a few days ago, only just started settling in. For all he knew, the people here were just as judgmental as the people out in the countryside, and they might see what he had done as something too deviant for them to tolerate. They could judge him, chastise him, run him out of his new apartment and send him looking for a new home just to get away from the mob.

Or…

They might just accept it. After all, seeing furred folk among the police – and not just among them, but commanding them – was something that he'd never see outside the city. They were probably different here, very different from what he was used to.

The human kept walking, his eyes down on the concrete path that led around the park. He was so lost in thought that he almost didn't see one of the very felines that had played with him before just ahead.

“Oh! Hello there."

He looked up, his cheeks instantly on fire as he spotted the lion just ahead. Even without his uniform, he was pretty recognizable, standing with a thick set of shoulders and muscles that were just heavy enough to make the hoody he wore look a bit stretched in the arms and chest. The human blushed a bit worse as he looked down, seeing that the lion was still wearing the shoes that he wore on duty.

The mesh seemed to flex a bit more than it had to as the lion jogged over, soon walking beside him. Billy rubbed the back of his neck, trying to find something to say, and eventually settling on –

“Hi, Levi."

“I thought that I wouldn't be seeing you again."

“I haven't been avoiding you, if you were worried about that."

Then again, he hadn't been looking for the lion, either. All he would have needed to do was go down to the police station and he would have been able to ask for Levi right then and there. It would have been easy to get a message to him.

But that would have required him to let go of all his worries and fears, and he wasn't quite ready to do that yet.

The lion walked beside him as they circled the park, chatting about the city, talking about how it was weird just running into the human here, but all Billy could think about was the tree stump from before and all they'd done there.

Eventually, Levi seemed to notice, the lion slowing down and smiling.

“Hey, I gotta get back home, but would you like to have a chance to see some police work up close and personal?"

“How?"

“Well, I could come tomorrow morning, pick you up."

The thought of riding along with the lion was a bit embarrassing, but a bit exciting at the same time. Billy smiled, nodding.

“I'd like that."

“Wonderful. I'll be around at 9, okay?"

“That'd be fine. You need my address?"

“I'm a police officer. Now that I have your name and face, I can find it anytime."

The lion smiled, waving his hand.

“See you tomorrow."

As the feline disappeared, Billy tried his best to see this as something good. He tried to keep his mood up, tried to see this as a good opportunity to make a new friend, to find out more about the stuff that he liked the way that things worked in the city.

But all that he could do was think of those mesh-covered feet rubbing his face and cock again…

#

The next morning, the bell at the door rang at 9:00 AM on the dot. He walked over and pulled the door opens, staring in shock at the lion waiting on the other side. This time, Levi was back in his police attire, wearing the same blue uniform, wearing the same blue mesh shoes, showing off quite a bit of his muscle through the tight clothes. The human smiled, hiding his blush as he rubbed his cheeks as if warming them up.

“Sorry. It's a bit cold this morning."

“Well, we'll stop for coffee. Come on."

They walked down the steps to the police car waiting for them, the inside already nice and toasty as they got their seatbelts on and situated. The radio came on instantly, already talking about a mugging going on a few blocks away.

“Looks like we have a good start to the day," the lion said with a chuckle. “Come on. Let me show you how the police work here in the city."

Billy nodded, sinking back in his seat as the car swerved into the street. The sirens came on, the lights and sound blaring down the street, and people instantly started pulling to the side, making room for the police cruiser.

They darted down the street and around a corner so fast that Billy almost wondered how the car didn't flip over. As soon as they rounded a corner, he spotted the rat that was running off with a purse in hand, the rodent stopping at the sight of the car and trying to turn the other way.

To his surprise, Levi jumped out of the car.

“What are you doing?!" the human shouted.

“Catching the bad guy!"

The lion was far faster than his rodent quarry, and it didn't take long for the feline to catch him. Tackling him to the pavement, the lion rolled, pulling the purse away in one smooth motion. The human watched in awe, staring at the rat as the thief got to his feet.

[i]He's not stupid enough to fight…is he?[/i]

Apparently, the rat was more than stupid enough to do that. The small guy pulled up his fists, probably thinking that he could take just one police officer. From what Billy had seen several days ago, there was no chance in hell that the rat was right. The moment that Levi started using those feet in a fight, it'd be over.

But instead, the lion just raised his hands, fingers curled just a bit. A glint of light came off the claws at the end of his fingers as cop and criminal started to circle each other.

The rat darted forward first, swinging for the lion's stomach, but it went wide as Levi dodged out of the way. A clawed hand came down, slicing along the rat's arm, not cutting deep, but more than enough to shred the shirt and leave some red lines behind.

Billy pulled himself out of the car, unable to help himself. He needed a closer look.

As he crept forward along the street, the rat continued to swing wildly, always getting close, but never quite hitting the lion. He'd stumble forward and Levi would come up from behind, striking out with something that was more of a slap than a punch. It was always something that would sting rather than settle the fight right there and then.

[i]He's having fun with it…[/i]

Realizing that the cop was taking his time because it was fun rather than because he had to, Billy slowed down, leaning against one of the other cars on the street as the lion kept dodging this way and that, surprisingly fast for all that muscle that he had, and always keeping one step ahead of the rat. Those feet seemed to launch him through the air with ease, keeping him in motion, never leaving him slow enough to hit.

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth they went until –

CRACK!

The lion ended the fight with one swift kick, hitting the rat right between the legs. It would have shattered balls in a second, if…

If the lion hadn't pulled the kick at the last second, making more of an impact with the thighs than the crotch. The cop kept his foot there, the rat shivering as the criminal seemed to realize how close he'd come to losing his baby-makers.

By that point, a few other sirens had filled the air, two more cop cars showing up at the scene. Levi pulled his foot back, the rat collapsing to the sidewalk, and Billy heaved a sigh of relief.

The lion walked back to him as other cops took control of the situation, chuckling at him.

“What's the matter?"

“I thought you were in trouble. Then…"

“Then what?"

“You were playing with him. You could have ended that in a split second. Why didn't you?"

“Because this is more fun."

Levi patted him on the shoulder, turning him back to the car. He followed blindly, unable to do much else as the possibilities of what the furred folk would do with this power rushed through his head.

They were stronger, usually faster than humans, only really kept equal through choice and the sheer numbers that humans had. There was never any chance of a full-on war, despite the tension outside the cities, but this was the first time that Billy had ever seen just what a well-trained furred folk could do.

There was nothing that anyone untrained would have been able to do against that. There was nothing that a human could have done to keep up with those moves.

He was still shivering a bit in a mix of admiration and fear as they reached the car. He pulled his seatbelt on, his fingers twitching and his hand shaking as he was more glad than ever that he was someone that had no need to break the law.

As they turned out, getting back to patrol, Levi turned his head and asked another question.

“I was curious. What brings you to the city?"

“Why do you ask?" Billy said.

“I don't know. You seemed really new here, and it's obviously not your sort of thing. Why did you want to try it out?"

“Well…"

Billy shrugged.

“I don't know. I thought that it would be better for me here. Maybe a little more accepting of the different things I like, the different people I want to see."

“The different feet you want in your face?"

His cheeks had just stopped blushing, and now they were at it again. He groaned, rubbing his cheeks as the lion chuckled.

“Don't worry. You know that we liked that, too."

“I know, but…Back home, that would have got me in trouble."

“Doing it at all, or doing it with people like me?"

“…Bit of both? They don't like people doing 'weird' stuff out there."

The human rubbed the back of his head, looking down at his lap. He hadn't come here thinking that he needed a lot more freedom, but he had been curious what it would be like to live without people looking over his shoulder all the time. What it might be like to have a life where he didn't feel the need to get the approval of other people for everything that he did.

It wasn't going well so far, but he wanted to try.

He rubbed the back of his head again.

“Um, what made you want to be a cop?"

“Me?" Levi chuckled. “Not that hard to explain that one. I wanted to make sure that criminals were too scared to do bad things."

“Well…you're definitely scary."

“Thank you!"

The lion laughed as he turned the car towards the freeway.

“You know, I try very hard to be good and intimidating on the job. If someone's scared of me, they're usually a bit more likely to believe me when I tell them that they don't have a chance. And as long as they're not scared of the court, or doing something big and complicated that they need to run away from, they're more likely to surrender.

“It's the people that decide that it's better to fight a cop for the chance to get away that are more…problematic."

The look on Levi's face told Billy all he needed to know. There'd probably been someone that had tried it before, someone that had made a mess of things and gotten themselves hurt. Maybe even someone that had made trouble for the lion in the police department, afterwards.

He nodded in understanding.

“Well, if it makes you feel better, you're the scariest police officer I've ever seen."

“Heh, that's a compliment."

They rode along in silence for a bit after that. Billy didn't know what was going through the police officer's mind, but he knew that he was still thinking about those mesh-wrapped feet, thinking about how it would be to play with them again. The images of him pulling them off during their lunch break and tending to them as a 'thank you' for the lion filled his head, and he imagined them going a bit lower, touching him –

Blushing worse, he shifted in his seat, trying to keep his growing boner from becoming too noticeable. He hoped that it would work out better that way, but he didn't know for sure.

“So, um…"

“Yes?" Levi asked.

“I was curious. Are…are there a lot of furred folk on the force?"

“A lot of what?"

“Furred folk. It's, uh, what we call you guys out in the country."

“Anthros, you mean."

“Yeah…"

Levi nodded.

“Well, there's a lot of us. Not exactly every officer, but most of us are anthros. It's kinda helpful to have people that are very good at what they do. You know, have people that are stronger, faster, a bit better at seeing things than other people might be."

“And the humans don't mind?" he asked.

“Mind? They prefer it this way."

“Why?"

“Because they know that we got things well in hand," the lion said, shaking his head. “I mean, would you like someone weak on the force, someone that couldn't fight, if there was an elephant robbing your store or holding you hostage?"

That was a good point, and something that he hadn't thought about before. The last thing that a city of many different species needed was a weak force, something that wouldn't be able to stand up to the criminals. The idea of some of the stronger species forcing their way through a line of human officers sent a shiver down his spine.

“Besides," Levi continued, “it's not like there's that much difference between humans and anthros, once you get past the better physical abilities and the fur."

“Really?" Billy asked. “I thought you guys…"

The lion turned his head, arching an eyebrow. Billy blushed.

“Nothing."

“Something, it sounds like."

“It's…silly."

“Well, silly isn't a bad thing, is it?"

Billy shook his head.

“So, what is it?"

“Well, I kinda thought that you guys…anthros…had to suppress a lot of instincts to fit in. That you guys were always fighting against your animal nature."

“…"

The way that Levi looked at him told him that it was a dumb thing to think, and that he was probably lucky that he was saying it around someone that was a little more patient than other anthros. He lowered his head.

“You don't, do you?"

“Not as much as you think," Levi admitted. “There's a bit of old instincts that we have to deal with, yes. Old habits die hard, after all, and it's not like we're completely like you, even though we've had years and years and years of evolution to get to this point.

“But we're closer than you think. For example, you don't feel the need to leap over a fence and hunt down a sheep for a rack of lamb, do you?"

“God no."

“Well, I don't feel the need to do that, either. All I feel is a sort of vague need to…play, for lack of a better word."

“Play?"

The lion nodded, taking the car off the freeway and turning into a diner.

“Yes, play. Kinda like…if I know it's not too serious, like back with the rat? I want to show off. I want people to see just how good at my job I am. It's part of being a predator. We want people to see just how big and powerful we are, because it makes it easier for us."

“But you don't have other instincts?"

“Oh, a few…but nothing that you need to worry about."

The lion chuckled, putting the car in park.

“Anyway, it's time for lunch. You want a burger?"

“…Yes, please."

#

The pair of them had lunch, then went back on patrol. The more 'events' that Levi handled, the greater Billy's admiration grew.

It wasn't just the fact that the lion was a good fighter, though the show that he got every time that Levi went to work was definitely worth watching. Nor was it the fact that the lion was collaring people left and right, showing off just how good he was at his job.

No, it was more that…

That feeling of seeing someone so powerful at work. It was like watching old videos of stalking cats in the wild, seeing the way that they snuck up on their prey, watching them being in total control of their environment. Despite the way that the criminals fought back, despite the way that the ne'er-do-wells pushed back against the long arm of the law, they never had any real chance of winning.

It was…rather a powerful thing to watch.

Two muggings and an assault later – the latter of which had to be subdued under the lion's foot – Billy was unable to keep his mind off the idea of being under the lion again. Every fiber in his body wanted to feel that controlling feline pushing him down, holding him in place, using his face and his cock as a plaything for those feet.

He wanted to see Levi over him, wanted to feel that control, that…confidence holding him in place. He didn't see himself as less than the other male, but the constant evidence of how much weaker he was, how much smaller he was, how it would be utterly pointless to try and fight against the cat if they were ever in a spat with one another…

It was all that he wanted. To be shown where he belonged. To be allowed to be pushed into that spot by someone that could do that push all too well.

The human had been hiding an erection for a half hour when they came to a stop again, the lion turning to him with a bit of a smirk on his face.

“Still thinking of the stump?"

“That, and…other things," Billy admitted.

“What kind of things?"

“Things that aren't very…um…clean and nice and…"

“You mean you want to play with these again?"

The lion pulled one foot from the floor of the car, showing off the way that the mesh shoe clung to his toes, how they outlined his foot perfectly against the car itself. There was no detail missed in the underside, no way for him not to see the pads that pushed out from the bottom of that foot.

His cheeks burned as the lion danced the toes up and down, splaying them apart before pulling them together again. He would have moaned were it not for the fact that he was holding his mouth shut.

Levi chuckled.

“You want them pretty bad, alright."

“Can you blame me?"

“No. I'm very sexy, and very desirable."

The feline smiled, pulling at his seatbelt. Billy blinked.

“What are you doing?"

“Giving you what you want…if you're brave enough to take it."

Billy just stared after the lion for a few seconds. Was this really happening? Was he being offered this fun again?

The human eventually pulled himself out of his seat, following Levi out of the car. The lion officer led him towards an alley just to the left of the police cruiser, the big vehicle covering them to a great extent. The only way that someone would be able to see them would be for them to walk around the car and peer into the alley in the first place.

As soon as they were out of sight, Levi turned. The officer leaned against the alley wall, his back pressed against the bricks of the building behind him. He stood on one foot, lifting the other up, wiggling his toes once more, and the sight nearly entranced the human.

They were just so…lovely. All four of them, bouncing and twitching, splaying and curling before him…he could have stared at them forever. Even as Levi lifted his foot a bit higher, the feline showing off his flexibility by holding that foot at head height, he kept staring, his eyes following the bouncing motions of the toes.

“You like it?" Levi asked.

“Mm-hmm."

“You want it?"

He nodded.

“Then come here."

Billy stepped forward, helpless in the grip of his own fetish. He half-wanted to pull back, to prove that he didn't need it, but there was no way that he would be able to do that now. Not when the opportunity was providing itself again.

He took three steps forward, then the foot came down. Despite being covered in the mesh, it still felt like he had a bare foot on his face. He gasped, his eyes opening wide, his cock throbbing up in his pants.

“Heh, you do like that, don't you?"

“Mmmph…"

The foot pushed down, gradually, gently nudging him off his feet and down to his knees. He went with it, unable to fight against the cat's greater strength, not wanting to fight against it as he was pushed further, further, further down.

“You want to be underfoot, don't you, little human?"

“I do…Oh god…"

“You want me to be in charge."

“I want you in charge. I need you to be in charge."

And that was the honest truth. He loved being where he was. He loved being underfoot. He loved feeling the power of those paws and seeing the sheer confidence of the predator above him. More than anything, he wanted to enjoy having those over him, directing him, teasing him for as long as he could.

Soon, he was pinned on his knees, his face completely covered by the large furred foot. It ground against his cheeks, rubbing along the side of his face, nudging along his chin to his nose. The fact that it was so clean surprised him, but he imagined that the mesh did something to suck away the dirt, cleaning the foot that wore it so that it wouldn't smell later. It felt advanced enough to pull that off.

Levi ground him down, leaving him lightheaded from being played with, before finally pulling his foot back. Billy panted, shivering, looking up at the lion. The officer smiled, wiggling his toes again.

“Take off my shoes."

He was more than happy to fulfill that command. Grabbing the lion by the heel, he reached up to the folded bit of mesh at the ankle. It rolled down easily, sliding off the big cat's foot in the same way that the human might have pulled off a sock.

And just like that, the glory of that big, tawny foot was revealed.

Billy let out a long, slow breath as he stared at the sole, shaking his head as he remembered how it had felt at the stump. His cock could not have been harder in his pants, and he swore that he was close to drooling.

The foot pressed against his face again, and this time the warmth of the flesh nearly drowned him. There was almost no scent, just the smell of another person's flesh, a slight hint of something else, but hardly anything. He moaned as he took a breath through the toes, shivering as he was reminded of his place.

“Lick them," the big cat almost purred. “Worship them."

There was no doubt that he would follow the order he was given, and Billy just got started.

He dragged his tongue along the bottom of the foot, tasting flesh and fur in the same motion. A shiver ran up and down his spine as he enjoyed himself, as he savored the taste of that sole, of that foot.

Another lick, another, each one dragging his tongue a bit further along the broad underside of that foot. He worked from the arch to the ball of the foot, then down to the heel. Every lick took him a bit further until he was covering the entirety of the underside, only the toes going without attention for the moment.

Lick, lick, lick, each little lap seeming to please the lion above him. Every so often, Billy looked between the toes, wondering how Levi was reacting, and every time, he saw the police officer smiling down at him, rewarding him with a grin of pleasure. He shivered, enjoying the fact that he was turning the big guy on, wondering what else he might be able to do to please the lion.

But more than anything, he wondered what else those feet could do to him.

He moaned as he nuzzled between the toes, dragging his nose from one gap to another, then following it up with a lick. The soft combination of fur and flesh on his tongue was a constant reminder that he was under an anthro, a furred folk, and it send a playful shiver up and down his spine. The taboo that he was breaking from back home…it was just…wonderful.

He was just starting to suck on the big toe when Levi pulled his foot back.

“Wha –"

“Heh, just trust me."

The lion pushed him, one big foot shoving the human onto his back. He gasped as he was pinned scarcely a second later, the claws of that well-licked foot pricking at his chest. Not breaking his skin, barely breaking through his shirt, but still nudging at him, keeping him down.

“You want this?" the lion asked, curling his toes.

“Mmmph…yes…"

“Mmm, you enjoy being under me, don't you?"

“Under your feet…your powerful feet…"

“Then let's see how you feel like this."

Levi shucked off the other shoe, leaving him truly barefoot. Both of them came down on him, pinning his chest. The lion was large and muscular enough that it pushed a bit of the air out of the human's lungs, but he was able to take it. Barely, but he was able to.

The lion walked. Slowly, but powerfully, each step pushing down on the human's chest and stomach, each one reminding him of how 'helpless' he was under the bigger police officer. If it had been anyone else, this would have been terrifying, but…

But it was Levi. It was his friend. Billy groaned every time that he felt the air being pushed out of his lungs, panted every time that he felt the struggle to breathe as he was kept pinned, but his cock only grew harder and stronger. He leaned his head back, futilely arching his back to press himself more firmly against the bottom of the feet. And through it all, Levi ground his heels and toes harder against his chest.

Back and forth, back and forth the lion walked, venturing further and further until he finally stepped down towards the human's crotch. Billy gasped as he felt the toes brush against the tip of his erection, and the lion paused, looking down.

There was no way that the officer could miss his boner, no way that the lion would miss his blush. Levi looked from Billy's bulge to his face, then smiled.

“You really do enjoy it, don't you?"

“Can't…help it," Billy panted.

“I'm glad. It's always nice to be…appreciated."

Almost effortlessly, the lion used his toes to undo the buttons of the human's pants, pulling the zipper down a second later. Billy's cock throbbed in his underwear, then in the open air as even that was pulled out of the way.

He gasped as the head of his cock was pinched between two furred toes, the lion still standing on his stomach. It was hard to breathe, but harder still to avoid cumming as those toes tugged on his cock the way that they did. The soft tickle just under the head of his shaft, the little wiggle and spread and curl and tug that they did…

“Nnngh…so…so good…"

“Are you going to cum so soon, Billy?"

“I can't…can't help it…god…"

He panted, the pleasure getting stronger by the second, the sensation of having those feet pressing down on him almost more than he could take. He wanted to cum, he wanted to hold back, but he knew that the only way for the latter to happen would be for the lion to stop jerking him off with his foot.

And that wasn't going to happen.

Tug, tug, tug went those toes, teasingly pulling on the head of the human's cock, each time sliding up over the tip, the claws at the edge of the toes nudging him with the blunt sides. The toes themselves kept tugging and pinching, curling when they reached the head of his cock, then parting to allow his cockhead between them again.

Up and down, up and down the toes went, each time leaving him shivering, each time making him spurt a bit of pre.

“You're leaving my foot quite a mess," the lion said.

“S-sorry…not…not trying to."

“You'll have to clean that up again."

“I will, I will, just…just let me –"

“Cum?"

The toes suddenly tightened, squeezing around the head of his cock, pulling it down so that the ball of the foot pressed against him too. He moaned, arching his back as his cock was rubbed harder, faster, that powerful foot milking him hard.

He had no chance to resist. All he could do was go with it.

Billy moaned and came barely a few seconds later, arching his back as much as he could as he painted the bottom of the lion's foot. He came, came, and came some more, shooting everything that he had, everything that had been pent up down there for the last few days.

And Levi…chuckled.

“That's a good human."

He shivered, flopping out as the lion stepped off him. Levi helped him to his feet, doing up the buttons of his pants and helping carry him back towards the car. The lion carried his shoes in his other hand, and Billy blushed every time that he heard the soft squelch of cum-covered soles on concrete.

[i]I did that,[/i] he thought, and he felt a strange sense of pride at the idea that he had done something like that.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]