FATEFUL DECISION
Love sought and found.
FATEFUL DECISION
_ A/N: It's been so long since I submitted a piece of erotic fiction that I thought I couldn't any longer but this came to me a month ago and only now was I able to finish it. It's slash and graphic. You have been warned. Enjoy. _
"Another mission completed without suffering too many bumps and bruises!" Razor commented on the flight home as he shut down his weapon's board. "Even the Turbokat managed to get away relatively unscathed."
"Yeah, my kind of mission though I could wish they'd keep that mutant in jail longer than a few months," T-Bone agreed, enjoying the act of flying now that the adrenalin of battle was winding down within him.
"That would require a major overhaul of the jail, buddy," Razor snorted. "I refuse to worry about it. Viper is locked up for now and I intend to enjoy that fact by going out tonight." A note of anticipation filled his voice.
T-Bone grimaced, glad his partner couldn't see his face. "Oh? Meeting some of your inventor friends, eh?"
His partner snorted. "You may say that with derision buddy but those so call get togethers are how I come up with all the new weapons and updates to the jet. But no, not meeting my friends tonight. I've got a real date! I met a really nice she-kat the other day when I delivered that sedan and we kind of hit if off well."
The tabby pilot didn't respond at first as he maneuvered the jet into position for entering the slowly opening entrance way to their secret underground flight line then flew down it, the roar of the engines echoing back to them from the walls. Once the jet rested on its turntable, he shut down the engines then relaxed, waiting as they rose upward to the hangar above. He used the time to respond to his partner's comment.
"Good for you, buddy. What's your plan for the night?"
"Oh, I thought dinner and a movie would be good this first time out."
"Sounds like a plan. Hope you have a great time," T-Bone said sincerely.
"So what are you going to do tonight, buddy?"
The platform came to a halt and T-Bone signaled the canopy to open, the two jumped down to the ground then ambled off toward their changing area chatting as they went.
"No plans really, but thought I'd go down to my favorite haunt for a little," the tabby said, carelessly, pulling his sweaty g-suit off.
"Happy hunting then." Jake gave his friend a big grin, already changed in record time and hurrying off to get ready for his date.
Chance took his time pulling on his coveralls before following his friend. He had lied about his plans. He'd been lying on the subject of dating for more than a year. He hadn't seen to his needs for personal contact in all that time which was the most unhealthy thing a Kat could do.
Kats needed physical contact on a regular basis. It was vital to their good health and mental well being. Denying that need lead to; loneliness, irritability, insomnia and lack of focus. All symptoms he was now suffering. Though he and Jake traded companionable slaps and hugs occasionally, it just wasn't the same as someone he was more emotionally involved with. Their relationship was strictly as friends.
When Jake left with a cheery farewell an hour later, Chance was left with only his own bitter thoughts. It grated on him that his shy friend was managing to get his needs met but he, the normal Kat-about-town, could not and it was his own fault...that and because of someone he'd met over a year ago.
That person had a special uniqueness about them that was rare and Chance adored them but it didn't last. Without warning, his lover said goodbye and left after six months together. Chance was devastated and confused. What was worse, he found he couldn't bring himself to seek out another for his needs because none had that special quality that one lover had. He found the rest were just too plain and ordinary and didn't satisfy him enough to seek a repeat.
As time passed, he grew more desperate to find another with that same uniqueness but it was so rare he could search for years and not find one. Until one day he discovered a secret about someone he had many encounters with but hated.
What a mess! The one thing he wanted and needed was the same person he loathed and antagonized every chance he got. How unfair! But what could he do about it? Even if he was remotely thinking of taking this individual despite their contentious relationship, it was way too risky for them. Their careers could be destroyed.
On that incredible day, he saw something else that he never dreamed would be there...desire...for him? He was shocked! Mirrored in those incredible eyes were the same aching need and desire ... just a flash before it was shuttered quickly away.
He'd been so shocked, he'd nearly given himself away to his friend but managed to control his reaction in time. It wasn't until he was alone that he had time to go over what had happened then wanted to scream in frustration and anger. How could fate be so cruel? He railed, bitterly.
After that one traumatic encounter, he tried to deny his feelings and continued his search for another but every time he came in contact with this other person, the desire and attraction only grew stronger. It was a ridiculous situation but one he was helpless to stop.
What a joke! To so desperately desire one you couldn't and damn well shouldn't have. But his needy body wouldn't listen and apparently neither did the other persons if those secret, quick looks were any indication. What a pair they made. He'd laugh if it didn't hurt so much.
Now some six months later, as he stood in the center of his apartment staring out into the falling darkness, his body begged him to ignore the rules and just go to the one he ached for. He told it firmly to shut up but his mind had other ideas and began hounding him with difficult questions.
How much longer could he take seeing that person every day and not touch them? Was he willing to harden himself and stay celibate the rest of his life? Wouldn't that just make him more angry and depressed? It was very possible he might strike out at his friend or worse, get them killed because he was so unhappy and dangerously distracted.
That last thought made him freeze. It wasn't just possible any longer but likely. He was already past that point and into the danger zone. If he was honest, he realized he was already snapping at his partner and his anger was out of control during missions. He was constantly irritable and he hadn't missed the look of concern in his partner's eyes. Jake hadn't said anything yet but he would soon. If he didn't do something now or sought counseling, what he envisioned would, not could, happen soon. He had to make a decision or the SWAT Kats would be no more...or dead.
"No! I won't let that happen!" He shouted aloud startling himself. "So what do I do about it?" He stood there indecisively for several minutes longer than came to a momentous decision that would change his life forever. "That's it! I'm tired of looking when I have what I want before me. Damn the consequences! I refuse to live this way any longer so time to step up and do something about it!"
Galvanized into action at last, he ran down the stairs to the garage and went to the hidden entrance to the hangar. He yanked up the manhole cover and leaped down. Minutes later as T-Bone, he made for his cyclotron and was soon roaring across town in the late evening traffic.
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He'd been waiting impatiently for more than two hours but finally his target had returned home. Staring through the small gap of the closed curtain, he watched the one he'd come to see, walk in and take their coat off. He tell the person was tired by the drooping shoulders and slow movements.
The person moved around as if every effort was difficult but only determination kept them moving as they changed clothes then dropped into a chair to watch TV and eat their take out food. And still T-Bone made no move. He continued to watch and wait.
When the individual rose finally to go to the kitchen and dump their trash, T-Bone made his move. Opening the sliding glass door, he slipped inside the apartment and closed it behind him quickly and quietly. Moving silently, he went to the bedroom and waited behind the door.
Minutes later, the tired individual walked in and sighed as they began to move toward the king size bed. That's when T-Bone moved from behind the door and murmured a soft, "want some company?"
The individual whirled around, body going immediately into a defensive posture but when they saw who had invaded their home they froze, shocked.
"What the hell? How dare you break into my apartment!" They finally managed to blurt out, getting angry.
In answer, T-Bone stepped forward, put a paw around the person's neck and pulled them close for a kiss. The individual blinked in utter disbelief unable to do more than stand there, uncertain what to do next until the warmth and gentleness of the kiss distracted them.
The tabby tenderly nibbled, licked, and kissed lightly the stunned lips and was relieved when, after an initial frozen moment, the other finally responded...kissing back tentatively...uncertain but wanting this as badly as the vigilante.
When the person relaxed and enjoyed the kiss only then did T-Bone begin to roam his paws up and down the body in his arms, caressing and enjoying the feel of another's body pressed against his own after so very long. The person groaned and let their guard down at last, raising their own arms and hugging the male almost desperately.
T-Bone moaned. The hug felt soo good. He hugged back tightly while they continued to kiss with more passion. Time seemed to pass without them noticing before they finally parted briefly to get air and to stare at each other.
"Why?" Breathed the person, still a bit stunned by the situation.
"Because I couldn't stand it any longer. It was destroying me. I want what makes you different with every breath I have. I lost a lover who was like you and found I couldn't accept any but your kind after that. So here I am," T-Bone explained simply, hugging the person tightly and burying his face in the others throat.
Ulysses Feral blinked in amazement as he unconsciously returned the hug he needed just as badly but had resigned himself to never getting. It was hard for him to wrap his head around the fact the SWAT Kat he'd been sneaking looks of desire at was actually willing to risk everything to be with him.
So what was he to do about it? Was he willing to risk everything as well? Could he do any less than this male had done? Come on idiot! Of course you could...aren't you just as lonely, just as desperate? He's here now, don't be a fool and toss this opportunity away. He berated himself silently. This was what he wanted and needed.
All other sexual contacts he'd had were unsatisfactory but that was his own fault as he wasn't willing to trust anyone with that one special part of him but here he was contemplating allowing his antagonist to take him all the way. Was he crazy?
No, he answered himself. Not crazy, just lonely and surprisingly he trusted this bold, smart mouthed tom because despite how he felt about the vigilante in general, personally, he knew T-Bone to be an honest, forthright tom. Whether he was a good lover or not, he wasn't certain but somehow something within him told him he could trust the tom to be gentle with him. And in the privacy of his mind, he could admit to a small amount of fear at losing his female virginity. If he'd been brave enough to ask, any female would have told him that was normal.
So was he finally willing to do it at last and was this tom the one? He and T-Bone had been dancing around each other for months and the attraction hadn't faded...no... more like it had intensified once each had known the others need. His thoughts were interrupted by a nip to his chin. He shook himself and looked into the masked face questioningly.
"You seemed lost inside your mind and I don't like feeling ignored," T-Bone growled, pulling Feral's head close again and kissing with more passion.
Feral had his answer. Just the feel of those lips and sensing the deep passion behind them were enough for him to risk his career for, his need too great to ignore any longer. And besides this was one very hot tom. So for the first time in his life he surrendered.
T-Bone felt that surrender and roared his triumph in his mind. Time to get what he needed at last. But slowly...he had all night...hell he had all weekend since Razor had said they had no work for tomorrow.
With nothing more to distract them, he let the kiss be the starting point of so much more later. He wanted the slow route...to savor and to enjoy every delicious moment of getting acquainted. The bed could wait.
Since they'd both been bereft of physical touch, that was what he focused on first. Deepening the kiss, he used his paws to caress and stroke the others body.
Feral sighed and relaxed into the touch and wonderful kiss. He could feel T-Bone wasn't in a hurry to do anything more than hug, touch, and kiss. That was what he wanted as well so began his own exploring with his fingers.
Though T-Bone's g-suit made touch a bit difficult, just stroking the broad, well muscled back was enough to elicit a deep sigh of pleasure from the tom. His soon to be lover was just as powerfully built and well maintained as his own body was much to his pleasure. He loved the feel of those strong muscles he could feel under his fingers as he stroked the arms and back of his companion.
T-Bone was equally enamored of the strong back he was caressing. Feral would be a challenge in bed but that would just add spice to their lovemaking and he looked forward to making the tom surrender that part of him, T-Bone was fairly certain was virginal. However, he would be gentle. Male Feral maybe but this part of him was very female and he had no doubt the tom might harbor some fear about having that touched for the first time. He would draw on all his expertise of being with virginal females to insure the tom didn't suffer anything but pure enjoyment and pleasure from him.
Their caresses grew more urgent and needy and kisses deepening with tongues exploring each others essences. First one then the other began to strip the other of clothing a piece at a time.
Feral found the zipper of T-Bone's g-suit and pulled it down while T-Bone tugged on the night shirt Feral was wearing. Just as the zipper reached the bottom, the tabby pulled the shirt over Feral's head. Smirking at each other, they reluctantly separated and disposed of the rest of their clothing.
Now fully naked except for T-Bone's mask, they returned to the pleasure of kissing and caressing each other. Without their clothing the heat began to rise more quickly between them. Feral's big cock was already standing tall between their bodies with T-Bone's only slightly smaller one nestled close beside it. They groaned passionately, fingers digging into fur with more intensity and desire. Just the feel of another's unclothed body against their own was enough to satisfy the skin hunger they'd both suffered for so long.
T-Bone began to move them slowly toward the bed. They almost danced their way there, neither wanting to release the other as they clung tightly and moved gracefully toward their destination. Letting their bodies fall onto the bed, they immediately set to cuddling and play wrestling as they kissed and caressed.
Almost like a catnip frenzy the pair rolled and tussled in ecstasy, their excitement getting higher and higher until they both came with unexpected suddenness.
"Kat's Alive!" Feral huffed out as he lay on his back catching his breath.
"Oh yeah! That was amazing." T-Bone sighed, laying on his side and running a paw over Feral's chest.
"Definitely," Feral's said dreamily.
T-Bone smiled at the sound of utter satisfaction. Time to step up the pace. Tenderly, he stroked his fingers up and down the broad chest until he heard Feral begin to purr. The tom's breasts, he noted were bigger than a male's but smaller than a females. However, they were very sensitive as he began to lavish attention on the one closest to him.
He kneaded the soft flesh in his fingers, there not being enough to cup his palm around. His efforts were rewarded by a soft groan and shiver from his new lover. Smiling wickedly, he leaned closer and licked the plump nipple then blew on it.
Feral's eyes widened and he gasped. Wow! What a sensation, he thought.
Encouraged, T-Bone continued his attentions on the first breast before moving to do the same to the other. Before he decided to move down the tom's body, he had both nipples taut and hard.
To Feral they tingled and sent delicious ripples of pleasure down his body.
Grinning, T-Bone stroked Feral's belly and hips before reaching the proud cock that was already hardening with interest. He bestowed brief attention to it, giving the mushroom head a lick and kiss before moving on to his real target.
The perfume of an aroused female struck his nose with intense force. Eagerness filled him as he let his tongue savor the dripping offering from the swollen lips he found there.
Feral gasped anew and his hips nearly bucked at the feel of that hot tongue touching something that had never been acknowledged or used. Oh my God! That feels incredible, his mind thought, deliriously.
T-Bone soon had Feral mewing with intense desire and need but he never ceased his attention to his delectable target until the big tom roared his orgasm. Smirking, the tabby set about doing it all over again.
Feral meowed his shock and shuddered all over in reaction, his claws digging into the bedding as he tried to hold on as feelings he'd never experienced before raced up his spine and tightened everything within him.
Bringing his new lover to another climax, T-Bone rose over the big tom and kissed him senseless, letting Feral taste himself. When the tom had settled a bit, the tabby used his fingers this time to prepare his channel for what was to come. Not unexpectedly, Feral bucked and cried out, his womb clenching at the feel of those invading fingers sending lightning bolts of pleasure up his spine.
Watching his lover closely, T-Bone prepared to take them to the next step. This he had to do with great care because he had confirmed Feral was a virgin and would be quite tight. He brought his cock close to that female opening and rubbed it with his tip.
Feral shuddered and stared up at the tabby's face expectantly. Leaning down, T-Bone rubbed his cheek fur against the tom's and whispered, "are you ready for this kitten?"
"I...don't know..."
"Let's see, shall we..." T-Bone murmured then gently pressed inside freezing when Feral tightened and gasped, eyes wide with a hint of fear. "Easy love...I won't hurt you...ever...relax sweetness..." he cooed softly, distracting the tom by giving him an intense, toe-curling, kiss then sliding himself in a little at a time, feeling Feral's surrender as he sank deeper into that welcoming heat.
When he was completely seated, he raised his head to stare into those golden eyes. They were wide and excited...anticipation gleamed there but no pain. He smiled tenderly and laid his body down, placing his face against Feral's and nuzzling. Feral moaned.
"Here we go kitten," T-Bone warned and began to move. Feral shuddered beneath him but soon he was moving in sync with the tabby's thrusts and slowly, for there was no hurry, they built the tension higher and higher.
Feral felt as if he was trying to reach some impossible peak as his body tensed with incredible pleasure. That magnificent tool within him felt so fantastically wonderful. Then it happened. His toes curled, he couldn't breath, his body stiffened and lightning roared up his spine. He screamed as he came apart, a roar in his ears telling him T-Bone was coming at the same time. His insides felt the fiery heat of the male's seed filling him and it was indescribable.
T-Bone's head was floating and the body beneath him was limp and heaving for breath. It took a lot of effort for him to raise his head but when he did, he saw tears coursing down Feral's cheeks. Concerned, he tenderly caressed the others cheek.
"Are you alright? I didn't hurt you did I?"
"Oooohhh...no I'm fine," Feral sighed then smiled. He raised a heavy paw upward and caressed the back of his new lover. "You were magnificent and I loved every moment. It was just soo overwhelming is all."
"Good." T-Bone was relieved. He had wanted this to be the most important moment of the tom's life and he was pleased he had delivered. Though extremely reluctant to leave his warm nest, he knew from experience, Feral would be sore if he stayed when the endorphins left him so he gently removed himself and wasn't surprised to hear a sound of dismay from the big tom.
"Easy...you'd be too sore if I stayed there," he soothed.
"Ohh, I see. Well I'll trust your judgement on that," Feral said, sighing.
Smiling, T-Bone laid gentle butterfly kisses on the rugged face. He could feel Feral smile back. They lay there cuddling until they both fell asleep.
Morning came but the sun's light was muted in the bedroom where the curtains were shut tight. Feral woke feeling incredible and only a little sore but a lot horny. He wanted more of that feeling he'd had last night so turned to the tabby who lay flat on his back, sound asleep.
Smiling wickedly, he began arousing the tom. He admired the powerful body and blessed his good fortune in finding such an excellent lover even if they were supposed to be enemies. He quickly banished that thought, nothing would interfere with his good mood right now.
He lavished attention to the tom's small nipples until he had them in hard peaks. T-Bone groaned but never awakened. Moving down to the tom's respectable tool, he studied it a moment. This was what had given him the greatest pleasure last night and hopefully would again this morning. He began licking and sucking on it with great relish.
T-Bone groaned even louder and began to move restlessly but it was when Feral lay his body down on him, that the tabby woke up and stared into those golden eyes.
"Well, hello handsome. I see you're anxious for more this morning, eh?"
"Yes!"
That short answer made T-Bone chuckle then a dark light filled his eyes. "Well then I won't keep you waiting but it won't be the way we did it last night. You're sore so a different position is called for this morning. Go to you paws and knees."
Surprised but willing, Feral did as asked then moaned when T-Bone laid his weight on top of his. But that wasn't as exciting and amazing as the feel of fangs in his scruff. His body jolted with shocked pleasure then that heavenly cock slid home inside him and he was overwhelmed. He moaned and bucked.
T-Bone set a smooth, gentle pace and brought them to an intense climax just minutes later. Feral slid flat beneath him after an impossibly soaring high. They lay still panting.
"How was that kitten?" he asked when he could speak again.
"More than I dreamed it could be," Feral's muffled voice said with sincerity.
T-Bone chuckled then carefully removed himself and left the bed entirely to Feral's surprise. "You need to soak so I'll fill the bath," the tabby said then left the room.
Feral sighed and lay relaxing. He was rather sore but not overly so however, he'd let the tabby pamper and care for him. It was so nice to have someone do that after being so alone.
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The weekend seemed to fly by. They made love many times, hand fed each other meals, and talked about their feelings, what they needed to do to see each other safely, and when they would meet again.
Too soon it was dawn on a Monday morning. T-Bone hated to leave but to insure their secrecy he needed to leave before any saw him. They made love slow and tenderly first, shared a shower then breakfast before, reluctantly, sharing a passionate kiss goodbye.
Then T-Bone took his leave as the sun rose higher, rappelling down the apartment building from Feral's balcony, the big tom watching him.
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Drinking his coffee and watching the sun rise, Feral sighed happily. When T-Bone vanished from view, he went inside to his desk and sat down. He winced a bit as he was still sore. Opening a drawer beside him, he pulled out a simple black journal with a lock. Using a key he kept in a hidden drawer of the desk, he unlocked it and began to write.
September 14 __th_ , 1996_
I can't believe what I allowed to happen this weekend but I find I don't regret my decision. As I sit here gingerly, as certain parts of me echo with the soreness of a time well spent, I rejoice in being sexually free at last.
So long I had been unsatisfied but no longer. All of me has been fully used and pleasured and I can't wait until it is again.
I know the two of us are in for a difficult time keeping such a secret but it is well worth the risk. This weekend has taught me I can trust him. My lover is as compassionate and skilled as I'd hoped he would be and though love isn't in the picture I have a feeling it may appear in time.
For now, I'm just happy to be held by strong arms and made love to just like anyone else. A relationship is a wonderful thing and I intend to make this work no matter what I must do to keep it strong and safe.
Finally, it's my turn to be happy.
~fini~