# MapleStory: Sweet Love - Part 1

Author: diosoth
Tags: Catgirl, Cunnilingus, Drama, Fellatio, Human, M/F, Sex, Yiff, maplestory

MapleStory: Sweet Love  
  
  
  
  
The Ranger found a quiet spot in Henesys forest, his armor heavy,  
equipment weighing him down. A large, smooth stone would serve as his  
seat, the forest floor his bed for the night. Monsters in this area,   
if any, weren't dangerous, not to him. Not that it mattered to him  
anymore.  
  
Through the brush, the girl watched him, sympathetic eyes staring  
on as the hero sat, driving the end of his bow into the dirt. His  
red armor hid his features, but the long yellow ponytail hung down  
behind his back, over the stone seat, his eyes vacant.  
  
His ears picked up the rustling. Spotting the cat girl, he turned  
sour, yelling out, "Kit! Why are you following me? Leave me alone."  
  
Kit refused his order, stepping into the small clearing. "I'm  
worried about you, Dio..." she said, "ever since Tyran died, you've  
been wandering around."  
  
"Whatever," he shot back, uninterested.   
  
"Whatever?" Driving her dagger into the tree trunk, she tossed her   
shield aside. "Look at you! You're working on some basic level now!   
I know Tyran was your old hunting friend, but it's happened and he's   
not coming back! Your mom's not coming back! Or do you have a death   
wish?" she scolded.  
  

 Removing his helmet, Dio responded, "we all know what will happen to   
us when we choose to go to Maple Island, choose our jobs... it really  
doesn't matter. Friends are passing."   
  
Kit sighed, sick of his excuses. "Fine, so if you get news that I died,   
you'll be okay with that? Or if I hear about YOU getting killed, I   
should just accept that? Pretend it's the way things are? Tyran was my   
friend too, you know!"  
  
"Were you screwing him?"   
  
Her tail fluttered, a hand flying, smacking the Bowman hard on the   
cheek. The fur of her hands softened the blow, but the crack on his   
skin still echoed through the forests. She was shocked, stuttering an   
apologetic, "I'm so sorry, I- I-"  
  
"It was mean to say, I shouldn't have said it," he replied.   
  
She straightened her composure and answered, "Tyran had a girlfriend.   
No... I wasn't sleeping with him." Kit continued, "But you, you want   
to die? You're barely alive anymore! You just wander around without   
purpose. You spent all that money on that Bosshunter armor set, and   
for what? You don't even care if you live!" She had to admit confusion   
as to why her old friend would purchase such high-quality armor when   
he seemed disinterested in life.  
  

 "How'd you follow me, anyway, you turn invisible again?" Dio inquired,  
although he knew the answer.   
  
She said, "I am a Thief... I was worried, I wanted to get close and   
see what was up. I'm sorry if I... I'll go." Reaching for her dagger,   
Kit paused, considering what she should do. Her old friend, a man she'd   
had a light crush on for some time, was depressed. "No, Dio... before I   
go, I'm going to do something I should have done a long time ago, not   
just pushing this aside because you didn't care..." The cat girl walked   
towards him, the Ranger still staring off into nothing.  
  
"DIOSOTH!"   
  
The mention of his full name snapped him to attention, Dio looking up  
as his old friend grabbed him by the sides of his head, forcing a  
deep, passionate kiss, her lips sucking on his, tongue licking at his  
face. The kiss was brief, though to her it felt like an eternity,  
finally doing what she'd wanted to do with the man. Releasing him,  
she said, "If you only ever kiss one girl in your life, at least  
you did it now... I'll go."  
  
Turning away, she halted, a gentle tug on her tail forcing her to  
stop. Looking back, Kit saw Dio, his arm out, keeping her from   
leaving. "Kitrina..." Rising from his seat, Dio gently reached for  
his old hunting partner, "Thank you... I want you to stay!" He looked  
into her red eyes, gently brushing away her hair, the long hair she   
had inherited from her one human parent, slowly drawing her to him.  
  

 The two locked lips, much more slowly this time, both enjoying the  
experience. Kit had practiced kissing to an art, able enough to   
breathe through her own nose without missing a beat, something she   
could hear Dio having trouble with. "Slow down, breathe through your   
nose," she coached, "don't force it." She playfully chewed on his   
lower lip, moaning as his tongue entered her mouth.  
  
Kit's eyed widened as she felt the squeeze. Pulling back and looking  
down, she saw his hand, grabbing at her breast. "Umm... didn't mean  
to do that," he said, releasing his hold. She smiled, running a hand  
through his long yellow hair.   
  
"It's okay... here," she replied, pulling off his gloves. Sliding a   
finger under the thin printed band of fabric she used to cover her   
chest, the 'shirt' was pulled up, both breasts exposed for him to see   
in their full glory.  
  
"Dio," Kit moaned, "You have no idea how long I've wanted to get close   
to you. But... doesn't matter." Taking a hand, she forced him to fondle   
her, the horny cat purring gently amidst the passion play, kissing him   
as he felt her nipples. The fun slowed as Dio drew back, uncomfortably   
moving around. "What's wrong?" she asked.   
  

 "It's this... ah, man!" he shouted, thighs clenched.   
  
One guess on her part said what was happening. "Not much room down  
there in that armor, huh? You should take it off..."   
  
"HERE? But what if someone sees us?" he shouted.   
  
"Please," Kit muttered, "as if YOU were ever afraid of anything!   
Getting caught, yeah, right... like there's anyone around this part of   
the forest!" Tugging at the clasps, she helped remove the bulky body   
armor, setting it aside gently. His underwear and shirt kept him   
somewhat modest, at least.  
  
Pushing him down onto the smooth stone he sat on earlier, Kit began  
to explore his body. "Armor's heavy... still, it's put some muscle on  
you! And these legs..." She hadn't noticed it before, but the  
Bosshunter armor left his thighs exposed, from the hips to the knees.  
Boots and shoes had never been something she wore. While her body  
was mostly bare skin, her feline traits left her with fur on her  
paws, and it was as if she'd worn shoes constantly. Even the frozen  
grounds of El Nath were rarely a problem for her. Still, she had   
admired the heavy boots he wore.  
  

 Pulling off his Greaves, she sat them down, leaving her lover in his  
underwear and shirt. Playfully caressing him, she took quick notice of   
the erection pushing outward on his shorts. "You wanna fuck me, don't  
you? You don't care if we get caught, do you?" she taunted, Dio  
grabbing for her tits again, fondling the soft, medium-sized mounds  
as the cat girl worked her bottom down, the skirt to her ankles,   
panties with them. His hands slid downward, a finger gently feeling her   
opening. Moaning softly, Kit reached down, pulling his shorts down,  
his penis waiting.  
  
Mounting him, she slid down until she was pressed against his pelvis,  
his cock shoved as deep inside her as it could go. He let out a sharp  
moan as the warmth hit him, her cunt muscles beginning to spasm and  
squeeze down.   
  
"I- I-" he stuttered, overtaken by the sensation.  
  
Kit said, "I know, you need this... you need this or you'll lose   
yourself. Enjoy it..." Working her legs, Kit slid up and down on   
his shaft, her clit grinding up against him as she angled her neck,  
kissing her lover with full force. Tail fluttering around, Kitrina  
was enjoying this, moreso than her prior sexual experiences, both of   
which had been disappointing.  
  

 "Wait," she paused.   
  
He asked, "what is it?"   
  
"Just... the grass is soft, and its your first time... wanna take me?"   
She smiled, pushing her feet against the rock, raising him up with her,   
the two clumsily stumbling upright and falling to the forest floor, the   
care being taken to ensure he did not pull out. On top of his old   
friend now, Dio began slowly thrusting, running his hands through her   
hair, past where her ears would be if she'd been human, and up to the   
tips of her feline features, one hand embracing Kit's head during the   
passionate exchange, the other sliding in between them to continue its   
work in exploring her bosom.  
  
Slowly thrusting, Dio felt something brush against him, rather   
uncomfortably. "WHOA!" Looking back, he saw Kit's tail, waving  
around in excitement.  
  
"What? Oh, did I..." she felt embarrassed, her tail fluttering around   
wildly. "Did it... in your..." He nodded, her tail had indeed brushed   
him in the ass, not too hard but in a way as to shock him. "Get used   
to it," she said, "that thing's got a mind of its own, especially when   
I'm turned on!" Ignoring the distraction, Dio returned to his rhythm.  
  

 "Wait," she gasped, pulling back. "Please... please tell me this is   
real. Tell me we can be in love, this isn't some one time thing,   
PLEASE!" A tear welled in the corner of her eye. "Please, Dio, just  
tell me you can love me! You don't have to be depressed, you don't  
have to worry about me leaving, just PLEASE me you can LOVE ME!"  
  
Looking her in the eyes, he shouted, "yes... yes, I can!" Shoving  
his tongue down her throat in time with his pelvic thrusts, Dio  
hammered away, his speed increasing, Kit moaning loudly as the   
sensation built up.   
  
Too much for her to kiss back, she pulled away to breathe in,   
screaming in pleasure, her hands grasping at the grass. Dio moaned  
as he thrusted, breathing as heavily as she was. The pressure in her  
nerves built, finally exploding inside her vaginal walls, a rapid   
"OH FUCK" escaping her mouth as she climaxed, tearing a handful of   
grass free from the ground. The contractions of her walls, coupled  
with her moans of delight, sent him over the edge, the Ranger  
bucking as he ejaculated, his sperm filling his lover's private  
regions.  
  

 Exhausted, the two looked each other in the eyes. Dio's own yellow  
eyes matched his hair in a way Kit liked. "I bet someone heard  
that..." she muttered. "Damn... better get dressed! Shit, I don't  
want you to pull out now!" she complained, gently kissing him.  
  
"I don't wanna pull out, either. It's nice down there!" he agreed,  
rubbing a hand along her ear. "But... might be hard to explain if  
someone DID hear that. Better get out of here!"  
  
Separating, the two gathered their clothes and equipment, dressing  
quickly. "Shit, where to now?" Kit asked. "Sleepywood Hotel would be  
nice and private."   
  
She asked, "you got mesos for a room?"   
  
"More than enough," he replied, pulling two scrolls from the armor.   
She took one, the town warp scrolls that were a staple of any   
adventurer's inventory.   
  
"Good... as soon as we get our room and get comfy, we can get these   
clothes back off and resume our..." she licked her lips at the thought,   
"... fun."  
  
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1 day has passed  
  
  
Kit was naked on the bed, Dio beside her. Her tail waved in the air,  
paws held by her lover. What she had for hands were furry to  
past the wrists with bare pads on the fingers and palms. He  
held her hands tightly. "Shit... the guy I lost my virginity to, he  
was an asshole. He convinced me that he was in love with me..."  
  

 "So, what happened?" he asked, curious.   
  
"Asshole, I said! He was fucking two other girls at the same time! It   
was a real waste, didn't get off, got jerked around... and the second   
one was worse.."  
  
"Second?" Dio cocked an eyebrow. She sighed. "Yeah... some guy I saw,  
he reminded me a bit of you. I was horny, fantasizing... hell, I  
was being an idiot! Didn't get off that time, either!" Turning onto  
her side, she eased closer to her boyfriend. "My big regret, really,  
is that I let you be. I shoud've forced this a lot sooner."  
  
"I shouldn't have driven you away," Dio apologized. "Just that..."  
  
"Right, your mom was a Thief." An arm wrapped around him.  
  
"She was... I was only about three when it happened," he began. "She   
was in El Nath. Mages found her body, half frozen. Damn... and dad, he   
had his leg torn up, by Tauromacis, Taurospear, I don't know... or   
not!"  
  
"What's that mean?" Kit asked.   
  
Dio explained, "dad drank so much,  
even before mom died... probably fell on his own sword."   
  
"Never got to meet my dad, all I knew, he's human. Mom and him got it   
on one night and she got pregnant," she said, her story trailing off   
with a hint of sadness.  
  

 Dio continued to caress her, his toes gently feeling her furry feet.  
"You've been doing that all morning!" Kit muttered.   
  
"What? I kinda like your hands and feet," he defended. "Really? Hmm...   
I've always found humans to be a bit odd, but I guess it's because I'm   
different. It can be a bit of a disadvantage to be a feline, though..."  
  
"Oh?" he inquired, curious as to her reasons.   
  
Flexing the muscles in her fingers, claws folded out. "They can be   
useful weapons, but I wouldn't DARE finger myself with these!"  
  
"OOH... nasty little things!" he commented. "Guess I can forget a  
handjob in my future..."   
  
"Not likely," Kit replied, grabbing his   
crotch. "That's not invasive..."   
  
Returning the favor, his hand made a play for her vagina, brushing at   
the smooth skin. "For all the fur you have, I'm surprised that spot's   
bare!" Tracing his hand upward, her tits were his next target. "You   
have nice boobs!" he complimented, feeling the nipples again, slowly.   
  
"Yeah, but they're not THAT great!" Kit complained.   
  
He asked, "and why not? I think they're wonderful!"  
  

 Sighing, she explained, "they're not BIG! They're not a nice set of  
d-cups I can be proud of!"   
  
"NOT BIG? They're big enough!" he shot back, continuing to fondle them.   
"Big enough to put my dick between, I'll bet..."   
  
"You bastard!" she yelled! "Ehr, that is... thanks," she continued.   
"Since it's you, I'll let you talk as dirty as you want! I'm happy you   
appreciate my body!"  
  
"What do you wanna do?" he asked.   
  
"We talk..." she responded. "If  
you're serious about being my love, then maybe we should quit hunting.  
We don't need to anymore! Sound fair?"   
  
"Yeah..." he replied. "Most of us who do this are either kids who want   
to be cool... or adults, like us, who have nothing better to do. Still,   
I want to keep our gear, in case we need it. But it's not worth risking   
ourselves over anymore. I don't want to lose you. Not how I lost   
everyone else."  
  
"Sounds good," Kit agreed. "We have the room paid for a full week and   
can extend that if we want... right now, I want to take a nice,  
hot bath." Rising from the bed, she took his hands to pull him up  
with her. "I want your help... get me extra clean, and then we can get  
extra dirty later!"  
  

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2 days have passed  
  
  
Leaning down, Kitrina turned on the bath faucets, hot water slowly  
filling the tub. "Hand me that bottle of soap," she said, Dio   
complying. A small amount went into the water jet, enough to add  
suds to the water, but little enough not to obscure anything.  
  
The tub was large enough for both of them. As Dio stepped foot into  
the cleansing liquid, Kit wrapped her arms around him in a lover's  
embrace, a hand making a play for his genitals. "Wait... gotta  
do something first!" she suggested playfully, unclasping the tiny  
ring that held his ponytail in place, yellow hair spilling free.  
  
"If that's how you're gonna be," he replied, turning, "then I get to  
have some fun, too!" Tongue slowly extended, his face forward, the  
two kissed, hands groping. Dio grabbed Kit's ass, squeezing, tracing  
up around the base of her tail and down to the edge of her vaginal  
slit.   
  
"Enough for now," the cat girl muttered, easing herself into  
the water. "I said we'd get clean first before we got dirty again!"  
  

 Sliding in beside her, Dio took in the heat, joint pain and dirt of  
battle washed away. Reaching for sponges, Kit poured out liquid soap.  
"Arms!"   
  
"Huh?" he asked, eyes popping open.   
  
She replied, "raise your arms!" He did so, a soapy sponge scrubbing   
his armpits. Tossing the sponge aside, Kit slinked in the tub to   
embrace her lover. "Wanna sit and talk?"  
  
"If I'd known it'd be this much fun, I'd have hooked up with you a  
long time ago!" Dio pulled her face closer, giving her gentle kisses.  
He could hear her purring.   
  
She responded a seductive yet smug, "well, I did have to fuck that   
loner attitude out of you first, so..."  
  
"I thought I was the one fucking you in the forest?"   
  
"Technically," she replied, "but does it matter? I sat on your dick   
first!"  
  
Dio said smugly, "thought we were gonna talk?"   
  
"We are," Kit replied gleefully, "but I didn't say about what, did I?"   
  
"Okay, then," he  
replied, "then I wanna ask about..." His hand grazed her bald mound.  
"... is that really bare, or do you just shave it?"   
  
She giggled, the pads of her fingers feeling the pubic area. "I, er...   
shave. Hey, it can get sweaty down there!"   
  

 "You have soft fur," he complimented, "it'd be our little secret..."  
  
"Well..." she thought it over, "for you..." "Thought you grew it,  
you do draw yourself with fuzz," he let slip. Kit's face turned red.  
"Draw myself... how'd you know that?"   
  
"I, uh... I peeked at your notebook once."   
  
"My notebook!?" she yelled.   
  
Drawing back slightly, he explained, "I didn't know what was in it, but   
I saw all the stuff you draw and write about, I didn't- most of the   
stuff in it was about me and your sex fantasies! You draw me naked!   
You have some really kinky ideas, too, you know that!"  
  
Closing her eyes, she smiled at him. "Just ideas, I wouldn't actually  
DO most of that stuff... at least, you don't really understand!  
I fantasize and draw about stuff I wouldn't do, it's just fantasies!"  
Pulling close to him, she continued, "be good, and maybe I'll give  
you a guide of my notebook, tell you more about what's in it..."  
  
Kissing her forehead, the Ranger agreed, "sounds fun."  
  
"Good," she finished. "Now, I cleaned you, you clean me..." Picking   
up the sponge, Dio began to lather it, a "no, not like that" causing   
him to drop it in the water as Kit pulled herself up, resting on the   
edge. "Give me your hand..." Taking his hand, she curled the first   
two fingers out and forced them inside her. "Clean that for me..."  
  

 "Holy...! Um, sure..." he replied, eyes fixed on her pussy as his   
fingers eased inside, her muscles spasming from the sensation.  
  
"Clean me out good..." she ordered as he began to finger her faster   
and harder. The bath water was nothing compared to her own wetness,  
slippery and flowing, gushing forth as she moaned in delight.  
  
"You're enjoying this, aren't you? Want me to finish?" She shook her   
head, groaning too heavily to properly answer. His hand pumping   
faster, thumb slamming her clit with every thrust, he watched his  
old hunting partner orgasm, small drops of liquid squirting forth as  
Kit screamed, her entire body shaking. He had trouble pulling his  
fingers out, her muscles clamped tightly. Flipping around wildly,  
her tail brushed his face.  
  
Breathing slowed as Kit regained herself. With her foot, she felt his  
hard rod. "We're clean enough. Bedroom! NOW!" Jumping up, she  
pulled him along, making him sit on the bed with his back to the  
wall. His dick stood upright, Kit fondling the head between her furry  
digits. "I'll give you something nice now..."  
  

 Expecting to be mounted, he waited, realizing Kit was easing down his  
body. "Umm..."   
  
"Sit still and don't thrust!" she ordered, mouth lowering down, her   
fingers pushing his foreskin to the base. Dio threw his head back as   
her lips and tongue began to work their magic, Kit's hands stroking   
him slowly. Breathing quickened as he moaned softly, Kit's tongue   
working around the head and gently over the tiny opening in the tip.  
  
No longer licking, she began to ease her head up and down, slowly  
sliding his cock into her mouth, increasing speed slowly. "Baby...  
I'm gonna-" he muttered, strained, "I'm gonna- gonna cum!" She made  
no reply, only quickening her work. Unable to take any more, Dio  
screamed out, ejaculating thick globs into Kit's mouth, the cat   
swallowing his sperm without pause.   
  
Content that he'd fired off his entire load, she rose, caressing his   
face, saying, "catch your breath a minute."  
  
He waited, pulse returning to normal, breathing slowing down. As  
the world began to focus itself once more, Kit approached him,  
a strong hint of mint on her breath. "Mouthwash and toothpaste,"  
she explained, "thought you might not wanna kiss yourself..."  
  

 "I love you!"   
  
She was slightly stunned at the words, no time to react as he kissed   
her hard, forcefully and with a passionate fire she'd never experienced   
before. Pulling away for air, he asked, still stunned from the blowjob,   
"what made you decide to do that?"  
  
"Dunno," she answered, "I've never done that to anyone before. Just...  
well, seemed like something to try."   
  
"I thought I was gonna pass  
out..." Dio gasped again for air. "Can I- can I try? On you?"   
  
"You mean, you wanna... eat me out?"   
  
"I owe you, I think..." he said, eyes darting downward.  
  
Outward, Kit closed her eyes and smiled. Inward, she danced and jumped  
around, excited at the prospect. Crawling on the bed, she leaned back,  
legs spread, waiting for him to start. "Umm..." Dio tried to position   
himself, but found her tail in the way.   
  
"Oh, that might... hmm, let me try something else," she said, turning   
towards her side, back braced against the side wall of the hotel room.   
Right leg bent, her slit exposed, tail free. "  
  
I said I love you... you love me?" he asked, waiting to begin.   
  

 "Yes," she answered. "Yes, I love you..."  
  
With that, he started at her lips, kissing gently, working down her  
neck, suckling her nipples gently, the cat girl moaning softly. Down  
her chest and stomach, kissing her belly button, downward. By the time  
he reached her sex, it was dripping wet. With first time hesitation,  
his tongue stuck out, slowly tasting the spot. Comfortable now, he   
eased in, gently licking up and down.   
  
"OH, yeah..." she moaned, enjoying the stimulus. Reaching in, Dio,  
comfortable with feeling around her area, spread the labia, sliding  
a finger in. No longer content with just licking, he began to kiss  
the spot, Kit moaning louder. "Yeah, that's it," she screamed, "make  
out with it! Make out with my pussy! Oh yeah..."  
  
Pulling back, he fondled the skin, pulling away the hood, exposing her  
clit. The tiny bead stared at him. It was bigger than he'd expected,  
perhaps slightly larger than a pea. "Be careful with that," she   
ordered, "it's REAL sensitive! Go around it!" His tongue traced   
around, Kit moaning louder, talking dirty, running her fingers through   
his hair as he worked her, liquid slowly squirting out betraying  
her sexual excitement.  
  

 "Oh baby... oh YES! Oh..." His fingers curled and poked inside,   
finding what he'd been looking for- her g-spot. Her moaning   
intensified, Kit screaming loud as he fondled the spongy area inside  
her vagina. "Oh... OH! WAIT!"   
  
"What is it?" he asked. She managed a heavy "I think I'm gonna piss"   
between breaths.   
  
"You're not gonna pee," he calmed her.   
  
"But it-" "Feels like I'm gonna pee when I'm about to get off. I really   
doubt you're gonna piss all over me!"  
  
"But... okay... if you say so!" Kit muttered, willing to allow this.  
Returning his attention to her love, Dio fingered her g-spot while  
his tongue danced around her clitoris. Kit again felt through his  
hair while her furry feet gently felt his dick, erect and excited.  
"Oh.... OHHH...! I'm gonna..." she screamed, the orgasm cutting her  
off. Liquid shot forth, a small stream clearing Dio's shoulder and  
spritzing the bed as the Thief screamed her head off, body shaking  
in pleasure.  
  
Her moans stopped, tail wrapping around her lover's arms as she caught  
her breath. "Me...OW! You'll have to do that again!" Checking the  
wet streak in the sheets, Dio smelled it. "Not pee. You just  
ejaculated."   
  

 "E- you mean I... shot my load? Wow..."   
  
"You shot something off."   
  
Pulling him up, Kit complimented, "that was the second best orgasm of   
my life!"   
  
He asked, curious, "what was the best?"   
  
A sly smile answered his question. "Our first time. Now... you love me,   
I love you... make love to me! Slowly, passionately, kiss me slowly   
while you work me. This should last a few hours, what do you say?"  
  
"A few hours?" the Bowman mused. "Can't think of a better way to   
spend the day!" Easing on top of her, his penis slipped in, his lover  
still soaking wet. Arms wrapped around each other, lips pressed as  
the day was decided.  
  
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5 days have passed  
  
  
The early morning sunlight shone through the curtains. Kit sketched  
in her notebook eagerly, Dio lying on the bed asleep, posing as her  
subject. The pencil worked the paper, the cat glancing quickly from  
lover to paper, refining the details. One thing she'd never done  
while drawing Dio was to look directly at him. She had often guessed   
at how he looked without clothes, but now, with him present, her  
drawings took new reality.  
  

 Stirring, the Ranger stretched in bed. "Hey..."   
  
"Aw, damn!" Kit muttered. "I was almost done, too!" Throwing off the   
covers to flash her a full view, he picked up his hair ring off the   
nightstand and clasped his ponytail in place.   
  
"Having fun?" he asked, Kit sticking her tongue out.   
  
"Not as much as I could be..." she replied playfully, shifting in her   
chair, legs spread to tease him.   
  
His eyes fixed on her slit, he asked, "you gonna put any clothes on?"  
  
"No," Kit answered smugly. "I like being naked!" Closing the book and  
setting it aside, she joined him on the mattress, lying on her   
stomach, tail fluttering. Turning over, Dio began to touch her, hands  
running down her body, pausing at her ass to give it a squeeze.  
She moaned gently, legs parting slightly. "Yeah, feel my ass and  
pussy!" Kit ordered. "I know you used to stare at my ass when you  
thought I wasn't looking..."  
  
Closing his eyes and leaning in, Dio gave Kit a gentle kiss. "You   
promised me a glimpse in your notebook..."   
  
"Okay," she replied,  
but just ONE drawing for now!" Reaching over, Kit flipped open the  
pages, pausing at her preferred picture.   
  

 He could recognize his own hair, as well as Kit lying on top of him.   
"Are we...?"   
  
"Never heard of that before?" she asked, smiling.   
  
He commented, "looks like we're doing oral on each other."  
  
"Exactly! Wanna try it?"   
  
"Your tits are huge in this picture, too!" Snapping the book shut and   
tossing it aside, she grabbed his dick, still soft, fondling it.   
Kissing passionately, Kit felt him stiffen, her own hole growing wet.   
"Okay," he said, "show me how!"   
  
"Okay, um..." she muttered, "I've never done this before, so... wait,   
get in the middle of the bed and lie flat!" Sliding downward, he did   
as he was told. "Now, I have to..." Straddling his face, Kit eased in   
place, taking care not to sit down.  
  
Leaning forward, she balanced her weight, easing the head into   
her mouth. As her cunt took spot over his face, Dio began licking,  
gently and slowly. "Hey, be careful, I don't want you biting down  
when you cum!" he shouted, returning to his duties. Tongue moving  
faster, his hands began to explore, one sliding in between them to  
gently fondle her breasts, pinching at the nipples. Small drops of  
liquid began dripping down on his face as Kit sucked harder on him,  
her head bobbing up and down much faster.  
  

 Grabbing both her ass cheeks hard, Dio leaned his face in tighter,  
now making out with her warm slit, tongue slipping inside as if he  
was kissing her. Tail shaking, it brushed against his head as she  
moaned, muffled against his cock.  
  
Licking down the precum, Kitrina felt her whole body tense as  
her lover began to tickle gently around her ass hole- or was it her  
tail swinging around? She didn't know or care. She was ready to  
orgasm. Not wanting to get off before he did, she sucked furiously,  
up and down, Dio intensely eating her out from the sensations   
coursing through his own body.  
  
Kit felt him explode in her mouth as the same intense feeling overtook  
her prostate, a gush of hot, clear liquid blasting Dio in the face  
and mouth, feminine juices serving as payback for the shot in the   
mouth she received. Swallowing the last of his sperm, she finally  
pulled free, gasping for breath, a loud "FUCK YES!" her only  
assessment of what had happened. "Smack my ass!"  
  
"Huh?"   
  
"Do it!" she screamed, still reeling from the experience. Hand drawn   
back, Dio gave her a gentle smack on the rear. Jumping only slightly,   
Kit scolded, "you call that an ass smacking?"  
  

 "I didn't want to hurt you!"   
  
"It's supposed to hurt. Anyway..." Rolling off him, she rubbed his   
feet, commenting, "that was fun. We should do that a lot, okay?"   
  
He answered, "sure, seems we got into it pretty fast!"  
  
Jumping to the floor, Kit headed to the bathroom to wash her mouth  
out. Eyeing the notebook, Dio briefly considered glancing through,  
only to choose against such behavior. Whatever secrets she had could   
wait. If he couldn't respect them, he didn't deserve to have her.  
  
Returning to the main room, she crawled onto bed beside him. Taking  
her hands, Dio caressed the fur, gently rubbing all four fingers of  
each hand, Kit's nature causing her to purr softly. "You saved me  
from myself," he said softly, one hand pulling loose to grab her  
butt, squeezing it as she was drawn closer. "Think Tyran's happy  
where he is?"   
  
"I don't know," Kit answered, "I hope so. I think he'd be proud of you,   
finally opening up."  
  
Their faces together, lips making contact, the two slowly began to   
kiss, gently sucking on each other's lips. "I'm a bit tired,"   
she stated, arms wrapping around him.   
  

 "Okay, get some sleep. Love you," he replied, pulling a sheet over   
them.   
  
"Love you too, Dio..."  
  
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Kit opened the hotel room door, two large bags in hand. "FOOD!"  
Grabbing his shirt and pants, Dio pulled them on. It was their rule,  
they would at least wear clothes while eating. Emptying the bags,  
Kit tossed him a wrapped burger. "Double cheese and bacon!" she  
gleefully proclaimed, tearing open her sandwich and taking a large  
bite.   
  
"Hungry?" he teased.  
  
Swallowing the food, she responded, "I like some meat in my mouth,"  
smirking. "I got six, three for each of us! And fries and drinks!"  
  
"We gonna be able to even eat all that?"   
  
"We didn't have any breakfast or lunch," she said, "and your cum isn't   
exactly enough for a meal!" Sitting on the bed, Kit leaned back,   
bracing herself against Dio's shoulder. "You used to live in Henesys..."   
  
"Yeah, before dad died and I went out," he replied.   
  
Finishing her sandwich, she continued, "I walked past your old house.   
It's still empty."   
  

 "I thought Chief Stan woulda sold it after I left a year ago?"   
  
Tearing open her second cheeseburger, she continued, "yeah... I talked   
to him about it, said he never got around to it with the trouble he had   
with his son. Anyway... you still, technically, own that house..."  
  
Pausing to take in the news, he spoke, "so I can move back in?"  
  
"He'll have the deed ready for you in the morning!" she explained.  
"But you'll be living there all alone..."   
  
His arm wrapped around her, hugging her tight. "No... I don't think I   
will be living there alone."  
  
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6 days have passed  
  
  
Locking the armor away, he shut the closet. The Dark Arund was hung on  
the wall in easy reach, should he ever need it in a hurry. A thin   
layer of dust was everywhere. His old home was still as he left it.  
  
Kit opened the door to his bedroom. "Not much, huh...?" Sitting down,  
she eyed the small space.   
  
Dio stood in the doorway. "I'm gonna go look around."   
  
"Okay, I'll stay right here," she said, placing her dagger and shield   
on the dresser. Easing back, she decided the bed was just big enough   
for both of them to sleep in, as cozy as it would be. She saw no   
problem with being forced to snuggle every night.  
  

 Smelling the sheets and pillows, she smelled him, his scent remaining  
in the bed even a year later. Holding the pillow as if it were him,  
her fingers danced downward, massaging through the panties, skirt  
pulled up.  
  
"Couldn't wait ten minutes?" Eyes springing open, Kit saw him in the  
doorway. "Want some help?" he asked, sitting at the foot of the bed.  
Lifting a leg, she placed it across his lap. Dio took her foot in  
hand, massaging all three toes through the fur. Gently running his  
fingers across the bare pads, she winced as her foot was tickled.  
  
Jerking back, she yelled out, "hey!"   
  
"Ticklish?" he joked.   
  
"I liked it... do it again!" Complying, he ran a gentle finger down   
the bare spot, Kit giggling. "Yeah... I like that a lot!" Rubbing her   
toes against his crotch, she suggested, "wanna spend the day with me?"  
  
"Why wouldn't I?" he replied, pulling his shirt off. Her hips  
thrust into the air as Dio pulled her skirt and panties off. Leaning  
up, Kit removed the thin bra strip, her hair spilling back down as  
it lifted over her head.  
  

 Grabbing the waist of his pants, the Thief eased them down, Dio's  
penis slowly hardening. Taking note that the curtains were still  
closed, Kit pulled him down on top of her. "Fuck me slow... tell  
me how much you love me while we go at it..."   
  
"Only if you tell me the same, Kit!" Pressing the head against her   
labia, Dio gently pushed his dick inside as he lie on top of Kitrina.   
  
She enjoyed the feeling, responding, "I'll tell you I love you until   
we pass out..."  
  
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2 weeks, 1 day have passed  
  
  
Rummaging through drawers, Kit pulled out a long t-shirt. The morning  
sun peeked through the curtains, inviting them into the new day.  
Bunching it up to slip the shirt over her head, she noticed Dio,  
lying in bed, the covers propped up around his wait. 'A little tent  
he's got going there...' she thought, tossing the shirt on the  
floor, crawling back into bed.   
  
The bed itself was barely large enough for the two of them, which   
suited her just fine, allowing them to get very close just to sleep.  
A knee wrapped around his leg, she settled in, right hand reaching for  
his erection. Smiling, tongue licking her lips, Kitrina began to   
gently stroke her lover, his breathing picking up pace as she went.  
  

 It didn't take long for his eyes to pop open, screaming out as she  
felt the sticky mess on her paw. Panting, he cried out, "whoa!  
Hell of a way to wake up!"   
  
Kicking the blanket off, Kit grinned, "I'm gonna go wash my hand!"   
her excuse to get up.  
  
Standing in front of the sink, she scrubbed the fur of her hands,  
cleaning the semen out. Grabbing a towel to dry off, she gasped  
as a hand fondled her breast, gentle kisses on her neck, nipple  
pinched as it became hard with the excitement. "Want me to get   
breakfast?" she asked.   
  
"No," he replied, "I know what I want to eat..."  
  
Dragging her to the bed, Dio kneeled as she was pinned against the  
wall, legs spread, sitting on the mattress, tail wrapped around to  
flutter freely. Slowly licking away at her labia, her pussy became  
damp, walls engorged, puffing up, clit exposed. Dio's tongue danced  
around the small bead, Kit moaning louder as he worked. Fingers  
inside, twisting and probing away at the sensitive areas, moans   
growing louder as she ran her fingers through his hair, slowly  
pushing his head into her deeper.  
  

 "Oh.... fuck me with your tongue!" Now licking up and down, tongue  
pressing inward, Dio pusher her past the limit, a rush of  
orgasmic liquid gushing forth from her urethra, blasting him in  
the face as she screamed. Breathing hard, she forced air inward  
as he kept going, her pussy still contracting from the orgasm,  
fingers squeezed hard. "WAIT! Wait..."  
  
"Yeah?" he asked, breaking away from his routine.   
  
"My turn!"  
  
He protested, "I'm not done! You're soaked and I want to-"   
  
"Sixty nine me! Be fun..." Crawling onto the bed, he pulled her up,   
giving her ass a playful slap as she wriggled into position. Once on   
his back, Dio grabber Kit's hips, pulling her down. "This is for the   
ass smack!" she scolded, slamming her cunt into his face. Enjoying her   
bit of playful revenge, Kit nearly cried as the intensity overtook   
her. He'd run his tongue directly over her clitoris.   
  
"Fuck me! Holy shit... be careful!"   
  
"I will... we'll play nice,  
okay?" he said, gently licking away.   
  
"Nice... yeah..." she replied, face ready over his dick.   
  
"Don't forget, Kit, I love you!"  
  

 Smiling, "I love you, too," escaped her lips before taking his head   
in her mouth, gently sucking away, sperm still coating it from  
the handjob.   
  
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"What'cha doin'?"   
  
"Just writing a letter to my mom!" Kit scribbled away, curvy   
handwriting flowing over thew paper. "Thought she'd wanna know  
I'd got a boyfriend and a place to live now."   
  
"Don't think I've ever met her," Dio commented, resting on the sofa.   
  
She said, "nope, probably not. Lives outside of Kerning City in the   
slums."  
  
Folding the letter into an envelope, she stepped outside to drop  
it in the mailbox. Running back in, Kit joined him on the couch.  
"We gotta talk..." His eyes met hers, red eyes staring back towards  
him.   
  
"Yeah?" he asked.   
  
"Know how animals go into... heat... when they have their mating   
seasons?"  
  
"Umm..." he thought for a moment.   
  
She continued, "I go into heat. Catgirls do, even me. You wonder why   
I'd vanish for a couple days every month? Well..."   
  
"You get horny, right?"   
  
She laughed. "Horny... rubbing myself constantly for two days... Dio,   
imagine- no.... think of what it would be like to be SO horny, that   
after you had the best orgasm of your life, you still wanted it! So   
in the mood that getting off only made the feeling go away for a   
minute..."  
  

 "So, I have to screw you really hard, right?" he asked, looking   
forward to this.   
  
"NO!" She shook her head. "If you screw me, I'll get pregnant!   
Guaranteed I'll get pregnant. It's why we go into heat, stupid!   
But..." Straddling him, Kit wrapped both arms behind his back.   
"I need you to help me. I need to cum my head off."  
  
"Sure," Dio replied, "when?"   
  
"Tomorrow. I'll be in heat for two days."  
  
Kissing her gently, he assured, "no problem."   
  
Pulling her long shirt off, Kit's naked body greeted him. "We can fuck   
now, if you want..." Rising up, the bowman pulled his pants down,   
allowing Kitrina to ease down on him, her vaginal walls squeezing on   
his dick. "Slow or fast?"   
  
"Slow," he responded, tongue sticking out for Kit to take in her mouth,   
kissing passionately as she began to grind up and down.  
  
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2 weeks, 2 days have passed  
  
  
"MMmmmmMMMMM!" Writhing in her sleep, Kit's knees rubbed together,  
thighs squeezing hard.   
  
"Hey, wake up!" Dio shook her gently, arousing her from sleep.   
  

 "Mmmm, hi lover... wanna fuck me all day?"  
  
"I can't, remember?" he responded.   
  
Wriggling under the covers, she grabbed for his cock. "Right... can't   
fuck... don't want a baby right now...." Her breathing was heavy. "My   
cunt's on fire! Eat my pussy! Eat it now! Eat it like you're never   
gonna see me again and want me to remember it!"  
  
Tossing the blanket off, Dio saw the massive wet spot on the sheets.  
Her fluids were pumping out, already a sizable damp area on the bed.  
"You could go swimming down here!"   
  
"It's gonna get wetter!" she screamed, spreading wide to let him in.   
  
Kissing it, his tongue slid inside, making out with her hole. Driving  
a finger in, pressing against her spongy g-spot, thumb gently playing  
around the clit. Kit's fingers ran through her lover's hair, gently  
pressing his face in harder.  
  
His mouth sucked her, lips pulling on the labia, spit dribbling   
all over her crotch and flowing around the anus, mixed with a steady  
flow of the catgirl's own sex liquids. Her moaning practically  
filled the room as she climaxed, thighs squeezing hard, Dio's head  
caught in the vise grip, thigh muscles pinching his ears and vaginal  
muscles clamping his tongue. Muffled screams could be heard.  
Realizing what she was doing, Kit parted her legs to let Dio free.  
  

 "Enjoy?" he asked, catching his breath.   
  
"Yeah....but...." she said, knees grinding together, "I'm still   
horny...."   
  
His hand reached under the bed, pulling out a small cardboard box.   
"I thought this might happen. I snuck out over night and got this at   
one of Kerning's... specialty shops."  
  
Pulling out a long object, she caught on quickly. The shape and size  
were easy to guess, as if the switch wasn't a dead giveaway. Pressing   
the button on the end, the toy began to vibrate with a gentle hum.  
"Nice... might just work... but what's that part for?" She pointed  
out the large bump near the base.   
  
"That? Shop owner said it's to rest against your clit while the thing   
works," Dio explained, gently pushing it inside her, until the base   
rested against the skin, vibrations working on every nerve.  
  
Crawling upward, he looked her in the eyes. She could see how wet  
is face was. Licking the girly cream off his face, they kissed,  
Kit enjoying the toy at work and a chance to suck face with him.  
Brushing a foot against his throbbing tool, she asked, "wanna titty  
fuck me? You deserve it...."  
  

 Without hesitation, Dio crawled onto the bed and straddled Kitrina's  
chest, easing down until his dick rested between her breasts. Pushing  
her tits together, the mounds squeezed down, foreskin and precum  
acting as lubrication. "You're gonna blow real fast," she commented,  
"I can tell. Give me a big wad in the face!"  
  
Fingers pinched the nippes as he thrust, warm clear liquid coating  
her boobs. She watched the head pump back and forth, the tiny opening  
taunting her, any second it would shoot in her mouth. The toy in her  
pussy buzzed, clit and vagina ready to orgasm again. In mere seconds,  
Dio thrust even harder, her mouth open in time as hot jizz exploded   
out, coating her neck and chin, some hitting her teeth as he shook,  
violent thrusts squeezing out the last of his ejaculate. Watching him  
cream was sufficient to force another orgasm, ejaculating a thin  
jet of liquid out past the edge of the bed.  
  
Easing back, he looked down at her, the cat licking up as much of his   
cum as she could. "Well?"   
  
"Your tits feel nice... I think I can do that again," he said, panting.   
  

 She replied, "then what are you waiting for? We have two days to get   
through and I'm horny as shit. Don't let me down!"  
  
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Squirting the bottle, Kitrina poured the bath soap into the point  
where the faucet ran into the tub, water splashing as it hit the  
surface, suds forming in the small chaotic spot. Fondling the sex toy,  
she wondered if it would even work under water. 'Is this damn thing  
waterproof? It'd HAVE to be, but...' she thought, rushing into the  
bedroom to find the small box. Grabbing for the piece of paper inside,  
she confirmed this fact in the instructions.  
  
Running back to the water, she shut the faucets off, easing down into  
the hot bath, the heat taking her body, soothing joints and tired  
skin, washing away the sweat. Pushing the vibrator inside and flipping  
the switch to medium, Kit eased back. The hot water only made her  
hornier, vagina already incredibly sensitive.   
  
She hated being in heat.  
  
A knock on the bathroom door opened her eyes. "You in?"   
  
"Yeah, baby!" she replied, "just got in!" 'Fucking small bathtub,'   
she thought, 'you should be in this tub with me!'   
  

 The voice was a bit muffled through the wooden door. "Okay. I'm going   
into town to get dinner. Be back in a half hour! Love you!"   
  
"Get me a steak if you can! BIG one! Love you, Dio!"  
  
Her boyfriend would be gone. Already pushing night time, she'd managed   
to get through another day of this. She'd done it every twenty six   
days, two days at a time, since turning sixteen. Almost five years.  
Only this time, she'd had a lover to help. But right now, her lover  
was away, getting food, but her own body was having no rest from its  
temptations.  
  
Taking the base of the toy, Kit began to work it in and out slowly,  
trying to match the rhythm of love making. It wasn't working. The  
vibrating plastic wasn't the real thing, and as much as she tried,  
it wasn't the same as being with her lover in bed.  
  
The water filling the tub. The force of the stream falling from the   
faucet, splashing hard enough to make sound, hard enough to turn soap   
into bubbles. And possibly hard enough to...  
  
Rising, she pulled the stopper, resting back in with her legs hooked  
over the front of the bathtub. Turning the knobs and adjusting to a   
warm temperature she could tolerate, Kit slowly eased under the water,  
wincing as the stream hit her spot with full force. "Oh fuck..."  
The spray of water slammer her with full force, vibrating steadily  
on the outside, toy working the inside.   
  

 "Oh DAMN.... wow, why didn't I think of THIS before...?" Her fingers  
gripped the edges of the tub, calf muscles pressing in as her legs  
tensed. She screamed out, "oh yeah... come on, COME ON.... give it to   
me, I'm so horny... OH!" Her entire body tensed. Orgasmic waves hit her  
body hard, so hard she couldn't move except to scream out.   
  
Finally relaxing enough to move, Kit jumped from the water to escape  
the force against her clit, sitting on the floor and pulling the   
vibrator out. Gasping, regaining her senses, Kit noticed herself in  
the floor-length mirror attached to the door. She was soaking wet,  
soapy patches on her skin, fur on the hands and feet wet and matted,  
chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.  
  
More noticeable was her still-open slit, not yet closed from the  
sex toy inside. She saw it, what he had mentioned before. Muscle  
contractions, her inner walls clenching shut and relaxing on their  
own. Scooting along the floor, closer to the mirror, her fingers  
spread the lips apart for a better look. "Wow... look at that!"  
She laughed, finding amusement in this.   
  

 Picking the toy up, Kit filled the tub, soap added as she eased back  
into the water, vibrator in place. She'd at least attempt to take  
a proper bath before dinner.  
  
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Kit stretched out as Dio cleaned the plates from the table. "I think  
you're worn out... can't blame you," he said, her feline ears turning  
towards him.   
  
"Yeah... my pussy's cooled off a bit. Still... you wanna kiss it and   
make it better?" A sly smile was sent his way.  
  
"Hey, when was the last time we did anything?" he asked, easing the  
dishware into the sink.   
  
She cocked her head. "An hour ago, probably!"  
  
"No, I don't mean THAT," he responded, "I mean... leaving the house  
and going somewhere. When was it?"   
  
"Umm... let me think," she replied, considering the question. "We've   
been together a little over two weeks. And we... we... hmm..." Her   
brain gave out. "We haven't. Hmph!"  
  
"That's what I thought," he said, following Kit to the bedroom. "One of   
us goes to town, to the store... but we basically stay here and-"  
  

 "Fuck like crazy?" she finished. "I thought you liked it?" "I do,   
but that's not what I was... well, I mean..." Dio responded.  
  
"You think maybe we could go out on a date or something?" Brushing the  
fur of her hand up his arm, Kit drew close to him. "That's sweet. Guess  
I have been grabbing your dick a lot. And you have been getting  
touchy-feely with me..." Taking his hand, she pressed it to her chest.  
"Can't blame you..."   
  
"They are nice," he responded cheerfully. "We'll talk about it tomorrow.  
Think you'll be able to get some sleep?"  
  
She slid the sex toy under her pillow, explaining, "yeah... and if not,  
I'll have that on hand. Or just wake you up."   
  
"Probably will anyway," he joked, unclipping the ring in his hair.   
  
Her arms wrapped around the Ranger, moaning softly. "I know I'll sleep   
well with you here. C'mon, cuddle with me!" Under the covers the two   
lovers lay, arms wrapped around each other, legs intertwined.   
  
"You're beautiful, Kitrina," Dio complimented.   
  
Kit began to purr. "Thank you.... you're not so bad, yourself..."  
  

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2 weeks, 3 days have passed  
  
  
Groggy, tired. Climbing out of bed, Diosoth stumbled for the bathroom.  
His bladder was ready to go, in the toilet or on the floor, it didn't  
matter, but he'd hoped the toilet. As his vision cleared, the bathroom  
light was obvious to him. Peering in, he saw his girlfriend standing  
above the toilet, grunting as her hand worked between her legs.  
  
"DIO! Oh... umm.... need the bathroom?"   
  
He didn't appear to be fazed by the sight. "Horribly, yes... bad time?"   
Grinning, Kit straightened up.   
  
"Wait on the bed, I'll be a minute."   
  
"Thanks," she said, running off to let him take care of business.   
Running to the bed, her paw went for the pillows. Her toy was still   
there. Unscrewing the bottom cap, she took the old batteries out. "What   
have we got..." she mumbled, grabbing the box under the bed. Unmarked   
batteries were all she found.  
  
"Fucking Ludi robots, fucking cheap batteries..." Kit complained,   
inserting them and closing the device. The switch flicked, loud  
buzzing the sign of fresh batteries at work. Without hesitation, the   
tip pressed to the labia. She was drenched in feminine lubrication,  
allowing the toy to go easily inside. Holding the base firmly, Kit  
pushed it in and out at a slow, steady pace.  
  

 "You okay?"   
  
She looked up at him, a hint of sadness on her face.  
"Not really..."   
  
Sitting beside her, he comforted, "let me help," putting an arm around   
the catgirl's shoulders. Pulling the toy out, Dio ran his fingers   
through her sex, using his free hand to turn her head to gently kiss   
her. Kit's tongue extended slightly to go into his mouth. He did the   
same, the two passionately exchanging saliva, losing themselves in the   
process.  
  
Pulling free, she smiled. "This feels better than that stupid   
vibrator... suck my tits!" Kit's smile curled with the tip of her tongue  
right in the corner of her mouth, gently gliding to the other side.  
No arguments. Dio kissed down her neck, easing off the bed to allow  
himself downward to her breasts, kissing slowly on the mounds,  
around the areola and onto the nipples, sucking gently. "Spit on them  
more!" she ordered, Dio taking the order as slobber eased out over them,  
dripping down onto her legs.   
  
"Fucking nasty boy... dirty boy...." Kit commented, moaning as his   
fingers twisted and poked inside, teasing and tickling the nerves and  
skin. "Sex is dirty... so get filthy!" Taking the suggestion, he knew  
to go downward, kissing down her flat stomach, tongue in the belly   
button to make her moan, downward to just above the spot. Kissing gently  
around her thighs and the skin, the Bowman kneeled, kissing slowly  
yet with force, sucking on the labia as his thumb worked the clitoris.  
  

 Screaming now, Kit grabbed her breasts, rubbing the remaining spit over  
the nipples, squeezing the fleshy mounds. Grabbing the dildo, she  
rested it between her tits, pushing them together as she leaned back.  
Screaming louder, she reacted to his increased pace, furiously kissing  
and prodding below.   
  
Kit's eyes slammed shut. Her heart raced. A loud, furious cry of   
"FUCK!" echoed in the room as a vicious spray flew forth, taking Dio  
in the face like a hose bursting. He choked for air, coughing the  
stuff out of his nose. "Damn... think I'd be used to that by now..."  
  
Catching her breath, Kit replied, "you fucking love it!" Rising off the  
floor, he grabbed a shirt and started wiping the ejaculate off.  
  
"Whoa..." Kit muttered, grabbing his pants and pulling them down.   
"Nice boner!"   
  
Grabbing it and pushing forward, she was about to stick it in her   
mouth until he pointed out, "I just pissed, you know! Sure you want   
it in your mouth?"   
  
She stopped. "Eh... right... I just don't want you to be left out!"   
  
"Don't worry about me," he said, "I'm not the one going out of my mind   
with this. Anyway, this would be a LOT easier- and maybe a bit more   
comfortable- if I wasn't grinding my knees into the floor!"  
  

 Taking the cue, Kit stood, lying back on the bed, giving him room to lay  
on his stomach. Hands wrapped around her thighs, Dio gently tapped  
her slit with an open palm to tease things, careful not to smack it too  
hard. It was playful at best. "Ready?"   
  
"Mmmm, yeah... your tongue beats that stupid toy!" She moaned as he   
started to lick, a finger inside to please the g-spot.  
  
She felt him, his dick against her foot. 'He's getting me off and can't  
even fuck me right now... hmm...' she thought. 'I have a goofy little  
idea...' Edging both feet under him, they gently clasped around his  
penis. He paused briefly, realizing what she was doing. "Go on, screw  
them, you know you want to..." Knowing it'd be pointless to argue,  
Dio slowly began to thrust. It was a weird feeling, skin and fur, but  
he knew his lover's intent.  
  
Kissing and fingering faster, he was also thrusting harder. Kit moaned  
in pleasure, enjoying her second approach to climax of the morning, when  
she felt it- semen gushing forth, his dick gliding faster as the soles   
of her feet were coated in sperm as he orgasmed. Sent over the edge by   
this, she came hard, squirting again. This time, Dio was ready, rising  
up enough to let the stream hit his chest.  
  

 She calmed down, regaining composure from the orgasm. Feet rubbing   
together around his cock, she exclaimed, "that's fucking gross!"  
  
He grinned. "You know you love it!"   
  
"Yeah, but that's beside the point..." she joked, relaxing to let him   
loose. "How am I gonna clean this off?"   
  
Standing, Dio wriggled both arms under Kit, picking her up. "Bath time!"  
Carrying her to the bathroom, she was set in the tub. "There. No mess  
on the floor."   
  
Leaning forward, Kit turned on the water. "You gonna clean off?" she   
asked.   
  
"Yeah... and since my clothes are off, I'll just join you!"   
  
"Join me? In THIS little thing?" Kit laughed at the idea. Unlike the   
Sleepywood Hotel, this house did not have a deluxe bathtub.   
  
"Scoot over," he ordered. "Trust me, just scoot over!"  
  
She did so, allowing him room to stand and sit down. Once he was inside,  
Kit rolled on top of him. "Okay.... so this does work. For now!" She  
gave him a stern look. "we ARE getting a bigger tub. Very soon!"  
  
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The couple sat on the bed, drying off from their bath. Kit, furiously  
shaking her furry hands, winced at how the fur looked when her hands  
were wet. Her fingers didn't have the slender look of human hands.   
  

 Playfully, Dio ran a finger gently along her tail, starting at the tip  
and moving down to Kit's back. She smiled, biting her lower lip,  
gentle sparks up her back. "Can't keep your hands off," Kitrina  
remarked, "can't blame you..."   
  
"Really?" he replied. "And I bet you're having the time of your life   
right now!"  
  
"What the hell's THAT supposed to mean?" she snapped in frustration,  
throwing her towel to the floor.   
  
He stuttered a faint "...uhh... just that you've had about thirty   
orgasms today and it's barely noon..."  
  
Blinking, Kit apologized. "Well... it's not that great..."   
  
"Moody?" Dio asked. "You begged for me to finger you in the tub, kept   
screaming your head off each time. Miss sex addict! Now it's not good   
enough?"  
  
"That's not what I meant, Dio! I just- and I'm NOT a sex addict!"  
  
Twirling the hair clip on his finger, he answered, "not buying that...  
you mount me whenever you feel like it. We've stayed in the house  
screwing since we moved in."  
  
"Big deal, like you ever turn it down. And we don't fuck that often!"  
  
"Compared to WHO?" he scolded. She thought before speaking. "Oh...  
hey, it's different for me! I'm not human, I'm not cat, I'm a catgirl...  
it's just how we are. Something about the cross-breeding that screws  
with things. I... I like intimacy."   
  

 Taking her hand and squeezing, Dio asked, "are the men like that,   
too?"  
  
Her eyes rolled. "Dunno... you can ask one yourself if you can find  
one."   
  
"I will if- well- come to think of it, I've never seen one. Lots  
of catgirls... seen the Sage Cats in Mu Lung, but they're all pure   
cats..."   
  
"That's right, babe," Kit responded, "they don't exist. All the   
offspring of cats and humans are girls. And the mother has to be a cat.   
Not sure why... seems male cats can't get human girls pregant. I don't   
understand it. Don't think anyone does, but... no catboys."  
  
"Oh... must suck not being able to find one of your own kind."   
  
"SUCKS?" Kit shouted in anger. "Of course it sucks being us! It sucks   
going into heat every month! It sucks... it sucks being so horny you   
want to fuck every waking second while you're in heat. It's like our   
bodies punish us for not getting pregnant!"  
  
Kitrina's eyes began to tear up, thinking back to an unhappy thought.  
"You ever wanted to kill yourself?"   
  
"WHAT? Hell no!" he shouted, confused by the line of questioning.   
  

 "Well... I did... once. About a year ago..." She began to weep. "It   
got so bad... I almost killed myself. Sometimes this gets so bad I'm   
in agonizing pain! It doesn't feel good. The orgasms just make it feel   
not so bad. It's not like... not like normal when it feels good."  
  
Pulling her close, Dio wiped her tears away with his bath towel.   
"Nothing you can do about it? Medicines?"   
  
"No," she weeped. "I... not unless I wanna get my ovaries cut out! The   
meds that work on cats don't work on us! We... we're freaks!" She   
cried into his bare chest, mumbling incoherent words.   
  
Hugging her, his fingers ran through her hair. "Hey.... HEY! You're   
not a freak. You're just... what you are. Nothing different."  
  
Kit didn't pull away, but her sobbing stopped. "Thank you," she said.  
  
He asked, "how much sleep did you get last night?"   
  
"I guess... about an hour. Maybe," she replied.   
  
"You're tired and in heat. Get some sleep. Please."   
  
Smiling, Kit let go of her lover, allowing Dio to toss the covers down.   
"It's not so bad right now... guess I can get an hour or two of sleep."   
Poking her feet under the covers, she crawled into bed. "Gonna join   
me?"   
  

 "Uh... I need to run into town for a bit. Okay? Be right back," he  
apologized, feeling as if he had let her down.   
  
"Okay... don't be too long!" she agreed.   
  
He handed her the vibrator. "in case you need it." A sly smile and a   
toss threw the device into the garbage can across the room. "Hey! That  
cost a fortune!" he screamed, surprised by her change in attitude.   
  
"OH! Um... sorry. Just that... I know you meant well but the damn  
thing just isn't that great! It's a sex toy. I don't need sex   
toys..." she explained, taking his hand, "... I need you!"  
  
"Okay... get some rest. I'll be back very soon," he comforted,   
collecting clothes from the floor.   
  
"I know... don't wake me up when you get back. I need as much sleep   
as I can friggin' get! But I'll miss you..." Clutching a pillow, she   
inhaled.   
  
"My pillow?" he asked.  
  
"Yep... smells like you. I'll be fine!"  
  
Running a hand through her hair gently, Dio walked from the room,  
allowing his love to get some rest.  
  
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Entering the bedroom, Dio found Kit still asleep, hands fondling the  
pillow she gripped, mumbling in her sleep. "Umm... Dio... here?  
We're on the beach! What if someone sees us? Heh... maybe they'll take  
pictures..."   
  

 Sitting on the bed, he placed a hand on her, gently, feeling bare skin.   
  
Snapping awake, she shrieked. "OH! Dio... this isn't Florina Beach.   
Damn! Mother fucking DAMN!" Her thighs squeezed tight. "There's an   
ocean in this bed, though."   
  
Tossing the covers down, Dio saw her legs. "Oh. Damn. That.... that's   
gotta be a record. And you haven't even cum yet!" he commented, almost   
amazed by her wetness.  
  
"I... I got something that might help, but..."   
  
"SHOW ME!" Kit shouted, eager to see.   
  
"Eh..." he mumbled.   
  
She cocked an eyebrow. "What is it?" Digging into his pockets, he   
pulled the small box. "Oh... condoms. Wow, you bought condoms? By   
yourself?"   
  
"I'd have gotten fewer odd stares from the clerk if I'd been buying   
high-grade explosives, but yeah, I bought condoms. Why I didn't think   
of this before..."  
  
Rising, she kissed him on the cheek. "You're a good guy. Maybe a bit  
dumb, but good. But..."   
  
"Problem?" he asked.   
  
"Maybe," she responded, a bit fearful. "They're not totally reliable.   
I mean, if it breaks or doesn't work..."   
  

 "Yeah, it's not totally safe. Maybe I-"  
  
"No... please.... I trust you. It's okay." A swift blur streaked from   
the bed, Kit pouncing him with quick reflexes, their bodies hitting the   
soft carpet. Her hands slid under his shirt, pulling the garment over   
his head. Grinning, tongue sticking out between her teeth, the catgirl  
reached for his pants.   
  
"Ugh... you're getting girl cum all over me!" Dio shrieked, feeling the   
liquid on his stomach and pants.   
  
Staring him dead in the eyes, she scolded, "you've never complained   
about that before, so don't start doing it now!"  
  
Unzipping his pants, she yanked them down. His free hand reached  
around, grabbing Kit's ass with a hard squeeze,sliding around and  
upward to her chest, pinching a nipple. "Good boy, get hard for me!"  
Fondling his cock, her pussy only got wetter. The anticipation was  
starting to kill her. Snatching the condom box, she pulled one out.  
  
"No," he said, grabbing it away. "You have to open this carefully!  
No claws, no teeth!"  
  
"Like you know what to do!"   
  
"The woman at the pharmacy showed me," he replied, "... with a banana.   
Like YOU ever used one!" Tearing the wrapper open carefully, he pulled   
the foreskin back, sliding it on.  
  

 She looked down, giving his dick a gentle squeeze. "Well?"   
  
He processed the feeling. "It feels... strange. So..."   
  
Climbing onto bed, Kit stretched out on the mattress. "Time to test it  
out! Get on top of me! NOW!" Kit shouted, Dio pulling himself off the  
floor. Kicking the pants off, he eased over her, gently forcing himself  
inside. She moaned, a familiar feeling returning to her body. Waiting,  
Kit wondered why he wasn't starting. "Something wrong?"  
  
"No, it-" he replied, "- just feels different. Can't really feel much-"  
  
Her hand cupped over his mouth, shutting him up. She explained  
harshly, "we can talk later! Romance me later, start fucking me!"  
  
His back end began rocking slowly, picking up speed. Kit groaned in  
pleasure, eyelids clenched as she lie there, enjoying this. Dio  
balanced on both elbows, thrusting harder, breathing heavily now.  
"So... tell me about your dream!" he muttered between pumps,   
curious as to what had made her so wet.  
  
"O-O- okay..." she managed, "we were o- on the beach and OH YEAH!"  
Wrapping her legs around his ass, she bent her knees in an attempt to   
make him thrust even harder. "And we just started doing it OH FUCK ME!  
OH! You pinned me up against a palm tree! I'm gonna CUM!" Her hands   
grabbed the bed, squeezing down on the mattress. The dream rolled in her  
head like a memory.  
  

 "You were screwing me from behind, my bikini pulled to the side..."  
  
"Yeah? You liked it?" he asked, screwing her as hard as he could.   
  
She responded between grunts, "yeah... I wanna do that some time..."   
  
"Be good and we will. I wanna see you in a bikini... do you outside,  
with the sun on us.... you want that?"   
  
"Yeah yeah YEAH!" Kit screamed.  
  
"Guess we're about to see if this condom holds...." Dio panted out.  
  
Kitrina hit orgasm, muscles clenching tightly throughout her body, a  
scream that could wake the dead echoing throughout the small house.  
Dio felt his load shooting out, praying the tiny rubber device could   
hold it. The last few thrusts ended, the Ranger collapsing from   
exhaustion.  
  
Opening her eyes, Kit smiled. "That was good. Very good. You wanna..."  
she suggested, implying he should withdraw. Doing so, he rose from the   
bed, allowing Kit room to breathe.   
  
"That's nasty," he commented, looking downward at the small bag of   
sperm hanging off the tip.   
  
"Let me help you get that-" Kit paused, looking at her hands, claws   
extended from the fingertips. Dio saw the puncture marks in the sheets   
where she'd cut through.   
  

 "Holy...  umm, oops!" she said sheepishly.   
  
"Yeah..." He was a bit stunned. "I am so glad you weren't holding onto   
my back like you usually do..."  
  
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Kit threw the used condom in the garbage, wrapped neatly in a paper   
towel. She was going to let her lover rest a bit. Jumping on the bed,  
she held him tight. "Thanks..."   
  
"You feeling better?" he asked.   
  
She answered, "for now. I feel bad, though."   
  
"Why?" he asked, confused.  
  
"I fucked two guys before I hooked up with you. Two guys who didn't care  
about me. And you're doing what you can to help me get through this..."  
  
"That's not your fault. Don't think like that!" he replied, kissing her  
forehead.  
  
"Reminds me of this one old friend I had, though... she'd hook up with  
lots of guys but she'd never tell them about each other. Had about ten  
boyfriends. Each guy was the same with her..."   
  
"You're not like that," Dio comforted.   
  
"No," she continued, "but she was so... annoying. She'd tell a guy she   
loved him so bad while she was doing the same with other guys. I don't   
think she loved any of them."  
  

 Stretching, Kit curled around Dio, nuzzling him, her tail flicking   
around without thought. "I'm gonna be on my period tomorrow... I was   
thinking..."   
  
"Yeah?" he asked.   
  
"I was thinking, you're right. We need to do things besides just have   
sex.  haven't been to that Singapore town yet. Wanna spend the day with   
me?"  
  
He responded with a pleasant "absolutely!"   
  
"Great!" she shouted. "Tomorrow, then! But today... well, we still   
have condoms left."  
  
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2 weeks, 4 days have passed  
  
  
The Ranger slept, sound, snoring as the morning sun rolled in through the  
curtains. The beams of sunlight didn't matter, he refused to awaken.   
Standing in the doorway, Kitrina smiled at him. 'Poor guy,' she thought.  
'Oh, well... he can't sleep ALL day...'  
  
Drawing the curtains open, Kit flung the blanket off the bed. Bolting  
up, Dio shouted, "hey, what's the deal?"  
  
"You promised me! A day out! You've been in bed for nine hours."  
  
"Can you blame me?" He shook off sleep. "You any better?"  
  
She answered, "yeah. I got some sleep last night after I went out of   
heat. But now..." Kit sighed, tugging up on her panties.   
  

 "Tampons," he commented. "Right..."  
  
"Ew, no!" Kit frowned. "I've had something crammed up there for two days  
straight! I need some time off. Speaking of which... I found my box of  
pads in the freezer!"  
  
"Freezer?" Dio let the wheels in his brain turn. "So... that wasn't a box  
of waffles, then?"  
  
"No," Kit remarked.   
  
Rising from bed, Dio reached for a shirt. "Wait... then, where ARE the   
waffles?"  
  
"Uh... well..." Kit rolled her eyes.  
  
"Bathroom cabinet?"  
  
She shook her head.   
  
"Cereal for breakfast it is," Dio commented.  
  
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Kit cut away at the pair of shorts, her Thief's dagger repurposed briefly  
for home clothing alteration. "What ARE you doing?" Dio asked.  
  
"Cutting a notch for my tail," the catgirl explained. "Stupid shorts  
don't fit me unless I cut out in the back."  
  
"Oh... so, where are we going today?"  
  
She said, "how's the Singapore region sound? I heard it's a big city."  
  
"I was going to go there but never did," he spoke, "I didn't feel like  
dealing with whatever idiotic quests people had. But I don't even know  
how to get there."  
  

 Kit knew. "Kerning airport."  
  
"Kerning has an airport? Since when?" Dio was stunned that Kerning City   
would even have an airport. The entire city was a run-down slum.  
  
"It shut down when I was a kid..." Tossing away the notch of cloth, Kit  
slipped her shorts on, zipping and buttoning.   
  
Dio looked around. "I thought I left them here..."  
  
"What is it?"  
  
He spoke, "my shoes. I thought they were right here by the couch!"  
  
"Uh.... oh..." Sheepishly, Kit looked away. "When I was carrying that last  
condom to the trash last night... I dropped it."  
  
"Dropped? On... on my shoes?" She shook her head. "Well... it's be easier   
to get new shoes than clean them off." Opening the closet door, he removed  
the heavy Bosshunter boots. "I'll have to wear these. Great..."  
  
"I'm sorry," Kit mumbled.  
  
Slipping the boots on, Dio rolled his pants up. "No, it's okay...   
you ready?"  
  
Grabbing the money, she tossed half of it to him, grabbing her purse to  
carry the rest. "Right, Kerning scrolls..."  
  
"I think I used the last one last night," Dio muttered. "We'll have to  
take the taxi." Grabbing his keys, Dio followed Kit from the house, locking   
up as they left.  
  

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"Twenty Thousand?" Dio shouted.  
  
"I think that's apiece, too," Kit said.   
  
He looked at the ticketing agent. "PLEASE tell me that's round trip!" The   
woman looked away. "It's not round trip..."  
  
"We can go somewhere else," Kit said, saddened at her day being ruined.  
  
"No," he said, "we can afford it... puts a dent in funds, but we can go  
and have enough left..."  
  
Taking their tickets, the couple was led to the airplane. "Some plane,"  
Kit grumbled. The painted blue flames seemed tacky. Boarding the jet,  
they clipped into their seats, awaiting takeoff. They were the only two  
on board. "At least the trip will be quiet..."  
  
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The city of the Singapore region was grand. Clean and far more developed  
than New Leaf City, but the place had been developing for decades. Dio  
sensed Kit's desire to go shopping, and all he wanted to do was see the  
city and possibly buy her a gift. Checking his watch, he suggested, "why  
not split up and go off. Meet up back here in two hours."  
  

 She wondered why he would want to ditch her, but the thought hit her mind.  
He wanted to buy her something and didn't want her to hover over him while  
he chose a gift. "Okay, sounds good. We'll get lunch when we meet up."  
  
Kissing her on the cheek, the Ranger left her be to explore the city.  
  
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A clothing store would be bland, usually. Armor for adventurers with   
occasional casual wear. But Kit had found an actual clothing store in the  
city, one that didn't cater to adventurers. No armor, no shirts made of   
metal plating, just clothes.  
  
Eyeing the bikini display, she found something that sparked her interest.  
A red thong bikini which left only little coverage.   
  
"Can I help you?" the clerk asked.  
  
"Huh?" Kit turned. "No, I'm good."  
  
"We have a changing room available if you wish to try anything on," the   
woman offered, smiling.  
  
Kit responded, "that's okay. I know my size."  
  
"But clothing isn't about size alone, it's also how it looks while you wear   
it."  
  
Drawing close, Kit said, "it's not a good time of the month right now, if   
you get my meaning..."  
  

 The clerk turned red. "Oh, my... I'm so sorry, I had no idea!" Kit rolled  
her eyes and resumed her shopping. "Oh, no, that won't do at all..."  
  
"Huh? WHAT won't do?" the catgirl asked, becoming annoyed.  
  
She said, "your shorts. You cut a notch in them for your tail!"  
  
'Not like I had a choice,' Kitrina thought.  
  
The woman explained, "we have clothing in stock that's more suited to-   
uh... please, this way..."  
  
Curiosity grabbed, Kit followed the store employee to another section of  
the store. An aisle dedicated to non-human wear. Picking up a pair of  
jeans, Kit noted the rounded indent to allow for a tail to rest. The   
bottoms of the legs were wide. "Wow... I've never seen pants like these   
before."  
  
"They're made here in the city. Custom tailored by those who couldn't find  
clothing to fit them."  
  
"Really..." Kit grabbed several styles of jeans and shorts. Her eyes   
stopped at the swimwear display. "Hmm...."  
  
Taking the thong bikini, the clerk noted, "I'll return this to the proper  
display. Call me if you need anything."  
  
Remembering the price of plane tickets, Kit grabbed several pairs of pants   
and shorts, and a thong bikini. No point in wasting more money on a return  
trip just to buy more.  
  

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The jewelry stores cost a lot of money. Pawn shops were better suited   
for this type of shopping. Rings were possibly no good. Kit's fingers  
were slightly larger than human fingers anyway. He needed something  
simple and affordable. The long chain seemed to be calling him and the  
price seemed to be trying to agree with his wallet.  
  
Calling the clerk over, Dio withdrew enough mesos to cover the purchase.  
  
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Standing outside, Kitrina enjoyed the city's fresh air. Shopping bags  
rested on the sidewalk. She wished she could wear one of her new pairs of  
jeans, but Kit knew well enough to wash any new clothes before wearing.  
Especially when they were bought from stores which had changing rooms.  
She had no idea who might have tried on what clothes.  
  
"Kitrina!"  
  
The voice had called her name, a voice nearby. Female. The sound was  
familiar to her. "No... oh, no, not her..." Turning around, Kit saw an   
old friend that she'd avoided for some time. "Rhythm... what the hell   
are you wearing?"  
  

 The girl wore a black suit with fake tail. Furry cat boots and padded  
gloves with fake ears fed into her hair completed the look. "This? Oh...  
I was inspired by you and our friendship." Her hair was cut to match  
Kit's own short patch of fur and dyed almost the same color.  
  
"Really..." Kit was mildly annoyed. It was bad enough that Rhythm had been  
incredibly annoying for as long as she'd known the mage girl, but now  
this.  
  
Rhythm continued, "we're like sisters. I want to be like you. Being a   
catgirl seemed like a fun idea! I think I know what it's like to be   
one now. I know... in my heart... I am a catgirl."  
  
"No... no, you're not...."   
  
"But I am," the mage spoke, "I know how beautiful your life is. I feel  
like this is what I was meant to be!"  
  
"You're NOT a catgirl! Those fake feet and gloves don't just make you  
like me! And I can SEE your ears!"  
  
"I know you can see them, Kit," the girl said, "they stick up!"  
  
Kit said through gritted teeth, "I mean your REAL ears! Not that headband!"  
  
Rhythm seemed to be ignoring her. "Who was that cute guy you were with  
awhile ago? I wonder if he's single... maybe I should find him and ask him   
out!"  
  

 Kit withheld her rage. 'No... she doesn't know he's with me...' She said,  
"I thought you had a boyfriend. Or several boyfriends..."  
  
"I do," Rhythm responded, "but he's okay with me seeing other guys."  
  
Kitrina was fed up with her. "You stay away from him! He's MY boyfriend!"  
  
The girl wasn't listening. "I'll hook up with him and ask him out if I  
catch him. Oh, right, I almost forgot. I wrote you a poem."  
  
Her anger reached its peak. Sticking a finger out, Kit popped the claw  
out and swung, slicing off the tip of one of the fake ears. "I've had it  
with you! None of your poems mean anything because friendship doesn't  
mean anything to you!"  
  
"What?" Rhythm was visibly saddened and angry.  
  
"You treat everyone like they should give you what you want! You pretend  
to be nice when you're really just an annoying cow! Guys especially don't  
matter to you because you keep hooking up with new ones all the time!"  
  
Huffy, Rhythm turned away. "FINE! Stop bugging me and leave me alone!"  
The girl ran off.  
  
Kit was relieved. She'd wanted to tell her old friend off for some time.  
Rhythm couldn't know what it was like to be a catgirl. All she was  
interested in was the fantasy. Kitrina dared her to live a month as a  
real catgirl, especially when it came time to go into heat.  
  

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They met up at the outdoor cafe. "Enjoy shopping?" Dio greeted.  
  
"Yep," she replied cheerfully. "I found some new clothes. Some of which  
you might like..."  
  
"I got a new pair of shoes," he said, "and..." Pulling the long chain from  
the bag, Dio handed it to her.  
  
"Pretty," she commented. "But... it seems a bit long for a necklace."  
  
He said, "it's not. It goes around your waist."  
  
"Really..." Tugging her shirt up, Kit looped it around her stomach  
and latched the clasp. "Kind of new... and maybe a bit kinky."  
  
"That's not what I-"  
  
"Admit it, you want to see me in nothing but this thing, don't you?" she  
teased playfully. Her tail fluttered to taunt him. He seemed lost in the  
thought of it.  
  
Picking up the menu, Dio noted, "man, is everything here seafood?"  
  
"I think it's all local cuisine," she stated. "There's a fishing town  
not far from here."  
  
"Well... oh, something strange happened."  
  
Kit asked, "what?"  
  
"Some creepy woman in a catgirl suit hit on me. She looked a bit like  
you if you had black fur. I think she was insane. I'm not even sure it  
really happened, actually..."  
  

 She did her best not to laugh. "I have no idea who that could have been...  
anyway, why don't we order and then go see a movie before we go home?"  
  
"Romance movie?" he asked.  
  
"No... I wanna see a ninja movie."  
  
He was a bit stunned. "Ninja movie... okay."  
  
Smiling, Kit said, "Dio, we can make our own romance in private."  
  
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6 months have passed  
  
  
"Okay, so... you want us to deliver these toys to Henesys and avoid all  
the monsters on the way. Sounds simple," Diosoth muttered, tying the  
red sack shut.  
  
"Just be careful, you'll still have to cross the snow fields." The old   
man's eyes squinted as he continued, "there are too many toys to just  
teleport you back with..."  
  
'More like it'd make things too easy,' Dio thought, 'can't send us on  
an idiotic quest if it's easy.' "I have to wait for my girlfriend to  
get here before I leave. I can't fight off any monsters unless I want to  
hit them with the toys... wait, WHY can't she just use dark sight?"  
  
"Because," the old man grumbled, "it will cause the toys to fall out of  
the bag!"  
  

 The Ranger was fairly annoyed, the rules seemingly thrown together to  
over-complicate matters. 'The reward for this little quest had better  
be worth it...'  
  
He heard the door open, hitting the wall. It was Kitrina, had to be. No  
one else he knew would show off such enthusiasm while entering a room.  
"Ready!"  
  
"Okay, I have the- what in the HELL?" Dio's eyes were fixed on the weapon,  
a dull gray assault gun. "What is THAT?"  
  
"It's a gun," Kit said. "I figured we'd need a good weapon in case. I'm  
not gonna be much good with a dagger on the ice out there if I have  
to also keep an eye on you..."  
  
Biting his lip, he asked, "and where'd you even get that? That's not one  
of those little Pirate guns!"  
  
She stated proudly, "I spent the last two hours flying to Omega Sector  
and back. Only had to show one of the soldiers my boobs to get it."  
  
"WHAT?"  
  
"Kidding! I traded a few scrolls," she said, laughing. The catgirl was  
perhaps too cheerful about this. "You're the only one who gets to see  
them... now, are we ready?"  
  
Buttoning up his red Christmas coat, Diosoth grabbed the bag of kid's  
toys and threw it over the shoulder. "Ready."  
  

 Kit sensed something missing. "Where's your hat? It's cute!"  
  
"It's too small. Let's GO!" Diosoth merely wanted to get home. The toys  
weighed a good deal and it was a several mile trip to Henesys by foot,  
through cold and snow. "I just hope it hasn't snowed in town..."  
  
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The evening air was barely bright enough to walk in. The brief period  
between the sun and the moon. Too dark to see, too light to be dark.  
The Hunter's boots crushed the snow as the two kept a steady pace.  
"How can you walk in this without your feet freezing solid?" he asked,  
forever puzzled by Kit's usual lack of footwear even in these conditions.  
  
"The fur on my feet is nice and insulated," she offered, "and the pads  
seem to do a good job of not getting too cold. HEY!" Firing wildly,  
the bright flashes from the gun illuminated the snow, rapid pulses  
cut with a heavy dose of small explosive bursts as bullets went flying.  
  
"What the hell?" Turning his head to see, Diosoth saw nothing. "What are  
you shooting at?"  
  
Kit explained, "I thought I saw some of those silver slimes by the   
bushes!"  
  

 "You probably saw the bushes," he scolded, tempted to snatch the weapon   
away from her. This was one of many times he wondered just why he was able  
to maintain such a steady relationship with the woman. "Be careful with  
that thing.  You ain't gonna have me to cuddle with if one of those  
bullets goes where you don't want it!"  
  
"Hey, I'm sorry! I'm just trying to make sure nothing happens to you,  
okay?"   
  
He could see the slim bit of hurt in her face, that tiny bit of   
disappointment resulting from being yelled at. "I know... come here,"  
he said, kissing her cheek.  
  
Smiling at him, she reading the weapon and aimed in the snow. "That's  
NOT a bush," Kit shouted out, firing at the creature, bits of grayish  
slime spattering the snow as the membrane skin ruptured.   
  
Checking the spot carefully, Dio saw the coins in the pale light. The  
typical leftovers that monsters often stole while running around.   
Why exactly they did this, he was never sure. Perhaps they wanted  
shiny objects. Regardless, he pocketed the money. "Guess you were right.  
Just be careful with that thing..."  
  

 Popping in a fresh clip, Kitrina winked at him. "I'm not going to  
hurt my little boy toy. At least, not unless you want a spanking later."  
  
'Does she ever STOP thinking dirty thoughts?' he wondered.  
  
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It was a half mile to Henesys and the moonlight was brighter. The snow  
wasn't as bad and with any luck, the town streets would be clear. It was   
just as well. Kit had already used most of her ammunition on random   
monsters and Diosoth's lungs were starting to falter in the cold air.   
The bag of toys was heavy and trudging at a steady pace in these   
temperatures would wear on anyone.  
  
Coughing in the night air, ignoring the small pains of muscle stress  
in his arms, Dio heard the noises. Moving, moving, definitely big.   
Whatever it was, the thing was directly behind and moving fast.  
  
"Don't look, just run!" Kit screamed, quickening her pace in the snow,  
her cat's reflexes allowing her to move swiftly. Dio, however,  
lacked such a nature of birth and was weighed down by the bag of toys.  
"Just drop them and run!"  
  

 "Screw that! I've carried these stupid things two and a half miles!"  
he yelled out, "and I'm NOT giving up on this now! Just shoot it!"  
  
Spinning in place, Kit saw the snowman, as tall as a building. "Not sure  
it'll even feel it, but what the fuck, right?" Hot metal bullets tore into  
the monster, seeming to pass through. However, small chunks of snow   
puffed free from both sides of it's round body and the heat was no doubt  
melting small amounts. No doubt this was making the thing even madder  
but Kit was enjoying this.   
  
Empty, clicking inside a telltale sign that the magazine was dry.  
Knowing damn well the barrel would be hot, she threw her weapon at  
the monster's face, right in the eye, steam rising as the gun burned  
through.   
  
Angered but disoriented, the creature was stopped dead as it reached  
to pull the gun free. Running away in a hurry, the two passed by a crowd   
of adventurers, yelling a battle charge as they rushed the beast,  
leaving Diosoth and the catgirl to continue on their journey.  
  
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"That was a ripoff," he complained, throwing down on the couch in the   
small mushroom hut. "Fifty thousand mesos. And you traded WHICH scrolls   
for that gun you don't even have now?"  
  
"I know it sucks, but at least those kids will get their presents," Kit  
defended, sitting beside him. "Too bad though. I just know someone's gonna  
run off with that rifle like it's theirs." Her tail fluttered in anger.  
  
Kicking off the black boots, Dio complained, "my fete hurt, my back hurts  
and my insides feel like I've been drinking ice water all day."  
  
"Wanna take a hot bath?" she asked, the implication of 'with her' silent.  
  
"Nah," he responded. "I'd probably just fall asleep in the tub."  
  
Kit replied, "me too. I'll dig out the extra blankets. Shit, I'm too worn   
out to even fuck. This sucks!" Looking at her lover, he'd nodded off.  
"Guess we're sleeping on the couch. I'd hate to wake him even to get  
him to bed..."  
  
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8 months have passed  
  
  
As always, the air of Henesys was clean and the bright, sunny day only allowed  
the town's beauty to show. Unfortunately, today was not a day of relaxation  
for this couple. "What do you think Athena Pierce wanted YOU for?" Kitrina  
inquired, tail flapping as she walked.  
  

 "How should I know?" Dio replied, still puzzled himself. "It's not like there  
aren't any other Rangers she could have asked for... Rangers that actually  
still do stuff." Through Mushroom Park now, the tiny corner of Henesys  
centered around the old hero statue, Athena Pierce's training center was  
nearby. Pushing the front doors open, Diosoth shouted out, "hello?"  
  
"In here," the wise woman cried out from the back. "There you are. Right on  
time. I need you to do something for me..." Lamenting over the past, the   
immortal explained, "the Pirates returned to us not long ago. The commander,  
Kyrin, I-" Pausing, lost in the memories, she withdrew a small, decorated   
music box. "Please take this to her."  
  
Collecting the small object, the bowman replied, "okay."  
  
Suddenly overconfident, Kit stepped forward and asked bluntly, "so... Dio's  
the one for this job? I guess that means you really trust him to handle  
an important task, right?"  
  
"No, actually," Athena responded. "He was the first available I could find.  
I trust all of my students."  
  

 Defeated in her sorry attempt at making her boyfriend sound important, the  
catgirl slumped back. "Never mind, then..."  
  
"Please, I don't mean to rush you," the wise woman said, "but this means   
much to me."  
  
Carefully cradling the tiny music box, Dio replied, "we'll go. How will we  
be able to deliver this?"  
  
Carefully explaining the details, "she has a door guard named Muirhat. He may  
not let you in since you won't be there to become a Pirate. Be insistent!  
That must be delivered to Kyrin."  
  
"So," Kit begged, "why don't you go yourself?"  
  
Turning back towards the window, looking out with some deep remorse, "I can't."  
  
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It was as they had been told, the wooden submarine floating on the surface,  
surrounded by the makeshift fortress. "I can't find my glasses!" some  
random person whined as he frantically searched the ground.  
  
"Hey, where do we find Kyrin?" Dio inquired, looking around, careful to not  
actually step on the missing spectacles.  
  
Frantic still, he answered, "um... go inside, it's the second set of stairs  
to the command floor!"  
  

 "Thank you," the Ranger replied. "Good luck with that."  
  
As the couple left him alone to search, he sighed out, "or was it the FIRST  
set of steps?"  
  
Over a series of flimsy bridges and small islands, into the rickety sub,  
past the shopkeepers, they found the stairways. Downward through the second  
door as told, the duo found themselves in an ankle-deep well of water.   
"I don't think this is the command level," Kit sarcastically shouted out, her  
bare feet dampened in the mess.  
  
Diosoth, suddenly thankful he'd worn his heavy Bosshunter boots, almost tripped  
over some animal. "GAH! What in the world is that?"  
  
"Please do not be alarmed," it said. "I am Sharyl. I am the prince of whales.  
I am sorry to ask but might you have a mana elixir?"  
  
"Uh, sure," he said, still puzzled by whatever this creature was. Pulling out  
a small bottle filled with the blue magic fluid, Dio pulled out the cork and  
dumped it onto the beast. Glowing, the whale creature flashed, changing into  
a human before their eyes.  
  
"This day's gonna be fun," Kit grumbled.  
  

 Sharyl replied, "thank you. That's much better. I've been away from home and  
will not return for some time."  
  
"Right, look, where's Kyrin?" Diosoth's patience was growing short and he  
certainly did not feel safe with the obvious leaks in the submarine's hull.  
Swimming up from the bottom of the Victoria sea wasn't how he had planned  
to spend the day.  
  
"Kyrin?" His eyes bright with delight, the prince begged, "if you must see   
Kyrin, please do me a favor! Go into that room," pointing towards the door,  
"and collect a pearl from one of the clams in the reactor pool. Please give it  
to her for me."  
  
Her feet beginning to ache, Kitrina begged, "and why can't you do it yourself?"  
  
In a sudden flash, the prince reverted into the small whale creature. "I am   
afraid this is why, my lady... I will tell you where to find Kyrin once you   
have the pearl."  
  
Leaning to her boyfriend, almost sick of this, Kit whispered, "we could just  
ask someone else..."  
  
"We might as well do it," Dio shot back. "I almost feel sorry for... whatever   
that is." Turning the doorknob, into the reactor room, the two suddenly  
felt suckered. "THIS?" The pool in question, which housed the massive crystal  
powering the engines, was, in fact, a pool, perhaps thirty feet deep.  
  

 Staring into the clear waters, Kit could see two large clams, no doubt  
bigger than her body. "My feet are already soaked... hold on. I can hold  
my breath longer than you and I'm not wearing ten pound boots!" Huffing in a  
deep breath, diving head first, Kit swam to the bottom. Claws out, fingers  
ripping the clam open, the pearl was like a prize. Grabbing the tiny sphere  
and flapping her arms, the catgirl held to the ladder and made her way upwards.  
  
"Happy now you dressed all the way?" Dio joked out, Kit shaking off the water.  
"If you'd worn your skirt and bra, it might've shrunk."  
  
"We have the stupid pearl," she shouted. "Now that little fish is gonna tell  
us where to find her!"  
  
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Body still damp, feeling cold from contact with the air, Kit's mood was ruined.  
Perhaps the presence of a bodyguard would only worsen her mood. "Hold it!"  
  
"We need to see Kyrin, is she in?" Dio asked. The guard, eyes wrapped and with  
a golden claw on his wrist, held a stoic gaze.   
  
Asking, "what are you here for?" the guard seemed unwilling to move. Spotting  
the pearl in Kit's grasp, he stated bluntly, "Sharyl asked you to deliver   
that? I'm afraid you'll have to give that to me. The prince will just make her   
mad."  
  

 "Look pal," the angry kitty screamed, "I had to swim down into your little  
pool to get this. I'm not going to give it to you!"  
  
"You don't understand-" Claws out, the cat now enraged from her bad day, she  
held them to the man's face. "Whoa! Didn't expect that!"  
  
"He can see through that!" Dio remarked. The guard had reacted to her claws   
instantly. "That's a fake bandage!"  
  
Opening her cabin door, the Pirate leader shook her head. "Muirhat! What's  
going on?"  
  
"Nothing, only a misunderstanding..."  
  
Taking note of her visitors, she asked, "and you are?"  
  
"We're here to deliver something," Dio explained, pulling the music box from  
his pouch.   
  
In an instant, Kyrin's eyes widened. "Come in!" Leading the two into her  
command cabin, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry for Muirhat's over-zealous  
behavior. Where did you get that?"  
  
"Athena Pierce," Dio responded, handing it to her. This woman, leader of the  
Pirates, seemed unfit for the role. Her manner of dress did not fit the  
job and he seemed to have a hard time looking.  
  
"She sent you... is something wrong?" Kyrin noticed the bowman trying not to  
stare.   
  

 Kit, giggling, remarked playfully, "I think he likes your outfit!" Indeed,  
Kyrin's uniform seemed more fitting for a fashion runway, not a Pirate  
ship.  
  
"Kit!"  
  
"Your girlfriend?" she muttered directly. "I'm sure you didn't come here to  
look at me but if you want a free poster..." Grabbing a rolled up paper,  
Kyrin handed it over. "I keep them available because some people like a   
reminder."  
  
"OOH!" Kitrina teased. "I think she likes you!"  
  
"Athena Pierce kept this... send my thanks to her. Was there anything else?"  
  
Contemplating the pearl in her hand, Kit decided to answer, "no, that was  
all..."  
  
"Thank you, again... please, come back anytime."   
  
Leaving the cabin, down the hall, Dio was confused. "Why didn't you give her  
the pearl?"  
  
"I think something's going on between her and your job leader. I want this  
as an excuse to come back."  
  
Close to the outer hatch now, the couple was stopped by a large man sporting   
a thick yellow mustache. "Yo! Name's Black Bark! Think you can help me out   
here?"  
  
"It never ends," Diosoth muttered. "What is it now?"  
  

 "Mrs. Ming-Ming in Henesys is making something for Lady Kyrin... it's a   
surprise. Her birthday is coming up and we ordered her a fancy dress. But   
Mrs. Ming-Ming needs some materials."  
  
Kitrina, eyes narrowed, begged, "and what would that be?"  
  
Black Bark, smiling even wider in a manner that was almost unsettling,   
answered back, "twenty of those ribbons from the ribbon pigs should do it!"  
  
Grunting in frustration, Dio thought to himself, 'why? Why do WE get all the  
tasks that some starter dude could be doing?' Realizing that causing a scene  
would get them nowhere, he answered, "okay. But I don't have time to go  
home and get my bow. I'll need a sharp stick!"  
  
"No problem!" Gripping a large splinter of wood from the floor, wrapping the  
blunted end with a spare bit of rag, he handed it over.  
  
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The fields between Henesys and the Pirate fortress was, naturally, crawling  
with angry pigs and mushrooms. Finding the patch where the ribbon pigs  
gathered should be no problem. "What do you think's going on between Kyrin and  
your boss?"  
  

 "They had to know each other at some point," Diosoth guessed. "I never heard  
of Kyrin being a bowman before, though. That music box..." Pushing through a  
patch of trees, the clearing of ribbon pigs below was the jackpot. "Maybe  
she had a daughter?"  
  
"Nah," Kit said. "People would have noticed."  
  
One of the angry swines spotted them, rushing forth. Dodging to the side,  
Diosoth almost laughed as the beast fell onto its side, kicking legs in a   
futile effort to stand up. "Strange, I remember when these things were  
actually dangerous!"  
  
"We got stronger," the catgirl remarked, untying the ribbon. "Hey, these things  
come right off!"  
  
Jabbing his stick into the dirt, Diosoth wandered up to one that was feeding   
and merely kicked it over. "That's two..." To a third, simply grabbing the  
ribbon's end and pulling, the third was now his. "Let's get these and go..."  
  
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"Thank you," the old woman said graciously. "Now I can finish the dress."  
  
"Here," Kit said, handing over the pearl. "Think you can use this in the  
dress somehow?"  
  

 "Oh, my..." Taking the tiny pearl, Mrs. Ming-Ming was amazed. "Of course  
I can. Thank you!"  
  
Heading for Athena Pierce's home, the two waltzed in, Kit shouting out,  
"we gave her the music box!"  
  
"Yeah... now," Dio demanded with a hard gaze, "what's the deal?"  
  
Finishing the new string into her bow, the wise woman answered, "I raised  
her as a child. Until she set out on her own to become a Pirate... I never   
thought I would see her again."  
  
"Her birthday is going to be in a few days. You should go."  
  
"Yeah," Kit agreed. "Stop being a big baby and go see her."  
  
Athena, turning away, muttered, "I have duties here."  
  
"WHAT DUTIES?" Diosoth, sick of this little game, finally had his fill. "No one  
becomes a bowman anymore! It's a weak job! I know you haven't had any new  
applicants in three weeks!"  
  
"A weak job?" Offended, the wise woman begged, "do you really believe that  
of yourself?"  
  
His eyes rolled. "I had to buy heavy body armor just to keep up. We're not  
as fast, not as strong. No one wants to hold a bow when the ninjas can do  
the same thing with better skill!"  
  

 Sinking into her seat, the desk a pile of old papers, Athena Pierce knew it  
was a correct sentiment. "I fear the job path of a bowman may be going away..."  
  
"If you don't go to her party," Kitrina said bluntly, "we can always pick you  
up and carry you!"  
  
"No... I am much more powerful than either of you," the woman responded.  
  
Dio said back, "true. But the other three wisemen could. Maybe we'll go talk  
with them and tell them you're being stubborn."  
  
"I got dibs on Dark Lord!" Kitrina yelled out enthusiastically.  
  
"WAIT! You're right... I need to see her." Shuffling her stack of work papers,  
she had to file them away. "I need to stop worrying about the drop in  
interest and find something else to do. If I don't, I might go mad."  
  
A shame, really, to see a thousand years of work dwindling. The path of a  
bowman was not for the impatient and the newcomers wanted the flashy, easy  
jobs. "We'll be at the party, too," Diosoth assured her, knowing that they  
needed to be there, not only for support, but to make sure that the woman  
actually did as promised.  
  

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The days passed and the birthday party came, as promised. Kitrina was amazed  
at how the dingy old submarine had been cleaned and the main meeting room   
converted into a decorated hall. However, Diosoth wished slightly that the  
lighting was a bit lower. His armor reflected terribly. "There she is,"  
he said, pointing out the wise woman. "She showed up."  
  
The crowd turned to awe at Kyrin, entering in her fancy red dress. Somehow,  
seeing her in such distinguished evening wear felt as a contradiction to the  
woman's preferred clothing. Kit kept her gaze fixed on Athena, watching as  
the two met across the room. "I hope she doesn't run off..."  
  
It was a sight to behold. Hugging as if a broken family had been reunited,  
the two old friends were pleased to see each other after so long. "I think  
they're going to be okay," Dio exclaimed.   
  
"Good for them, I guess."  
  
"You GUESS?" He was a bit shocked at her tone.  
  
Kit, realizing that she'd said it out loud, quickly apologized, "ah, uh...  
what I meant was, for all the stupid crap your bow lady pulled, she should  
be thanking us that we made her come to this."  
  

 "No one ever said the wise men of Victoria couldn't be stubborn."  
  
Recalling her meetings with Dark Lord, Kit agreed, "no arguments there."  
  
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10 months, 1 week have passed  
  
  
Whistling as the bag hung from her hands, Kitrina couldn't wait to get home.  
Shopping was only fun if it was for recreation, at least the catgirl thought  
so, but food was food and this was her turn. But this was done and so long  
as none of the wild mushroom monsters jumped her trying to get a bite,  
the trip home should be uneventful.  
  
Should be. The morning rain had left the grounds of Henesys soft, a rather  
unpleasant situation for someone who didn't wear shoes. Kit only hoped that  
she didn't track dirt into the house. She'd have to keep an eye out for  
obvious soft patches in the grass, mud puddles, branches and other forms of  
loose dirt and debris. Such particles had a habit of sticking to fur, much   
like the kind lining her feet. Soft, white fur was like a magnet for dirt.  
  
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Twisting the knob, almost without thought, Kit's voice slipped out a loud  
"Di-" before shutting up. The sleeping body of her boyfriend lying on the  
couch, plainly visible, had silenced the cat before her call could actually  
wake him. Or she hoped anyway, watching for a brief moment. Content that  
Diosoth had not heard her, Kit slinked into the kitchen, feet wiped on the   
floor mat, gently putting away groceries. Milk in the fridge, bread in the  
cabinet, everything in its place.  
  
Uncomfortable in her shirt, Kit promptly ran for the bedroom, stripping off  
the garment and grabbing her loose white shirt. Unbuttoning the shorts,  
allowing them to fall free, Kitrina's favorite shirt was low enough to act as   
a skirt. Casual wear for the home. Loose enough to be playful yet modest enough  
should visitors drop by. If someone walked by a window they were also spared  
the sight of her nudity.   
  
Although, there were those who may consider such a view to be a reward.  
  
Tail fluttering now like a wild snake, pacing back into the living room, she   
spotted the television remote on the floor. 'Must've been boring   
programming...' Considering making something to eat, Kit thought first she'd   
give her love a quick kiss. Down to the couch, it was then Kit noticed a   
stiff erection poking at Dio's sweatpants. 'Oh... wonder what he's dreaming?   
I hope it's about me...'  
  

 Smiling at the thoughts in her head, the cat realized that the house was  
quiet and boring. Over to the windows to draw curtains shut, Kitrina sat on  
the floor, carefully hooking a finger into her lover's pants and pulling down  
the waist band. Stiff indeed, calling her to touch, Kit's finger traced up  
the full length, the pad of her hands enjoying the feel of his soft skin.  
  
Still smiling, eyes focused on the rod as it twitched, the Thief was unaware   
that her ticklish fur was disturbing Dio's sleep. Eyes opened now, he asked,   
"what are you doing?" even though he knew damn well what was going on.  
  
"AH! Shit... did I tickle you?" the catgirl mumbled in some vain apology  
attempt.  
  
"A bit. How long have you been back?" the Ranger asked.  
  
She replied, "a few minutes. You were hard as a rock and... I got playful."  
Still grinning, Kit slid the foreskin down, watching as the rounded head poked   
out from within.  
  
"I was dreaming we were screwing in the bath," Dio mumbled, trying not to   
laugh as her furry hands tickled every inch. By now, though, he'd become quite   
used to the feeling.  
  

 "Oh yeah?" Giggling now, Kitrina suggested, "since I'm back and you're up,  
maybe... that is, why waste a perfectly good boner?" To her feet now, Kit  
tossed away the thin shirt, dropping soft pink panties to the carpet. "Come   
on. Why dream when you can do it for real?"  
  
Quickly behind her, shirt thrown away and his pants off, Diosoth pinned the   
kitty to the bed, kissing his lover full on the mouth. Grabbing a tit and  
squeezing, he grunted out, "if you hadn't woke me up I might've cum in my  
sleep!" as her nipple stiffened between thumb and finger.  
  
"That'd be a real waste of cum," Kit remarked. "Come on... shove it in!"  
  
"Not yet." Grinding against her slit now, cock aching for burning hot pussy,  
"I know better than to just put it in. You need to get wet enough first!"  
  
Brushing the labia, over the mons, Dio's swollen member slid through the  
skin folds, pushing faster as sticky scream leaked out. Precum, clear and  
moist, mixed with the cat's secretions to form a sexual concoction. Her clit   
almost on fire as hard dick pressed into the bump, Kitrina whined loudly,   
"I'm wet! Come on, do me!"  
  

 Face down, the lovers locked into a kiss, the catgirl's legs were spread wide,  
tail wiggling as she felt the plunge of hard dick thrust deep. Gripping her  
lover's ass firm, he seemed to ignore the tickle while rocking harder, cock   
sliding furiously, every fold feeling delightful, the temperature just   
perfect.  
  
However, Dio was already turned on from the dream and the feel of his lover's   
sexual canal wasn't helping much. Bracing a knee to the mattress, Diosoth   
chose to abandon the slow routine and began to pound her like mad, skin  
slapping loud as each thrust drove the young man like a machine. "OOH! Dirty   
boy today! Mmm... at least you haven't become lazy!"  
  
"I won't last and you're not gonna be left out!"  
  
"Aw damn," she cried out in delight, vaginal walls stretched as she leaked  
out her dripping fluids. Kit was more than aware of the leaking mess, tail fur  
soaked and her rear end lying on moistened blankets. "This is fucking! Give   
it to me..."  
  
Grunting like a wild boar, Diosoth's ass bounced like a machine, rhythm steady  
as the Thief wailed her head off, muscles squeezing him hard but not enough to  
slow the furious motion. Kitrina's orgasms were typically hard and felt   
incredible, but rarely did the catgirl seem to go overboard. Perhaps by  
now, the lovers had become that accustomed to this and their bodies content  
to play along. Quite thrilled now, the sounds of ecstatic screaming echoing  
throughout their bedroom, the Bowman finally let go, exploding deep within   
his girlfriends love tunnel. Pressing in all the way, the final drops of his  
manhood flooding the vaginal depths, Dio collapsed on top of his girlfriend,  
almost out of breath but more than happy.  
  

 Arms wrapped up around his neck, tangled with the long yellow hair, Kit  
said with glee, "glad I woke you up?"  
  
"Uh huh... but I'm still a bit tired."  
  
"I'd bet," the kitty said with a soft purr. Wrapping both slender legs around   
his sweaty body, she begged of him, "leave it in."  
  
Oddly confused, he asked her, "why?"  
  
"I don't know... just thought you might want me again when you wake up."  
  
"And if you're still asleep?" the hunter asked.  
  
With a kiss, the ninja spoke, "beats an alarm clock. But if you gotta go,   
PLEASE get up..."  
  
"Go where? Oh, right..." Dio muttered. "If you need to, just push me off,  
don't wake me up first." Staring into his love's bright red eyes, Diosoth  
said, "birthday in two weeks. Did you want anything special?"  
  
"Hmm." Thinking about the possibilities, Kit replied cheerfully, "lots of  
stuff. Not sure we could afford it though. But I'll leave it up to you."  
  
Grinning down at her, inner muscles still squeezing the softening penile   
flesh, Dio suggested, "I could just screw you the entire day, like you've   
never been fucked before."  
  

 "Tempting... but no anal, okay?"  
  
"Don't worry about that," he remarked with another kiss. "I know what you   
like." That he did, and Diosoth was already planning quite the birthday   
surprise for his lover. "At least you won't go into heat until after then  
so it'll be a pleasant day."  
  
"Augh, don't remind me..." Shaking her head, Kit frowned. "We went through  
that last week. I'm getting sick of going into heat." This was, at best,  
an understatement. Kitrina was no less than disgusted by the monthly ordeal.  
  
Saying gently, "at least you've got me to help you through that," Dio knew  
what she went through while in heat. The uncontrolled sex drive, the fact  
she would get pregnant if they had intercourse, it wasn't fun for either of  
them, but they always managed it. Sex was practically a chore during those two  
days.  
  
"I do... and I'm glad I have you around." Pulling her partner down, Kit's tail  
danced around with joy. "Sleep time. Cuddle with me."  
  
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10 months, 3 weeks have passed  
  
  
Her birthday, twenty years old, finally. Kitrina's tongue licked across her   
soft, pink lips as her lover's embrace grabbed onto a single breast tightly,  
fondling the soft mound carefully. Gripping between the catgirl's legs,   
holding her to him, Dio fingered and poked her dripping slit, his cock folded   
up along her rear, tickled by the furry tail. Feeling her love's kisses   
through her soft white hair, Kit whined loudly, her sweet pussy nearing   
bursting, lips spread open as their juices dribbled to the bed.  
  

 Body stiffening as the climax exploded, Kit grabbed his hands, holding on  
tight and pressing in, tits and cunt on fire as she twitched and groaned,  
muscles shaking involuntarily from pure pleasure. "Ah... you've got a soft   
touch..."  
  
"Not really," Dio responded, "you just get off easy."  
  
"You didn't cum on my back. Good, means I get to drink it!"  
  
He said, "what about your party? I don't think your mom will like it if we  
don't show up."  
  
"That's two hours from now," the cat replied, looking at the wall clock.  
"Plenty of time. Sixty-nine me."  
  
"Don't forget we need to take a bath first before we're going."  
  
She whined, "I know... but as far as a bath goes, we'll multitask." Jumping  
up to allow her lover the chance to lie flat, Kit muttered playfully, "that  
means we're gonna screw in the tub."  
  
'What WOULD it mean?' Dio thought quietly, bracing himself as the kitty   
lay down in position. Wasting no time, Kit's fuzzy hands gripped the long,   
thick stick and tickled with each soft stroke. Pleased at the sharp moan   
she'd heard, Kitrina licked up the clear cream that leaked from the tip.   
Stroking her fuzzy tail, Diosoth poked his tongue deep inside as fingers   
gripped his girlfriend's tight, pert ass.  
  

 Lapping up precum, tickling the Ranger's balls, Kit knew how to use her fur  
to stimulate and tease, a skill learned over several months and one never   
wasted in the bedroom. This would not take long, if her past blowjobs had   
taught her anything and Kit only wished to guzzle hot sperm to quench an  
overwhelming thirst. Why go to the kitchen when she had a perfectly good  
drink ready to explode?   
  
Being licked out was only a preparation for the actual sex to come, for as   
many times as the Thief had reached the full limits of pleasure, the deep   
regions inside begged to be fully explored. Sucking her love deep within   
both cheeks, stroking the young man's nuts, Kitrina's lips held a tight seal   
as she blew her boyfriend quick and hard, cum gushing down into her throat,   
drinking every last bit. "Now..." she groaned, releasing the suction, "it's   
bath time!"  
  
"But I... I'm not done..." he groaned, gasping for breath as the catgirl  
slurped up whatever semen remained on the end of his penis. "Come on, at least  
let me see if I can make you squirt!"  
  

 "Well..." Perfect. Squirting meant an unusually hard climax and it was only  
fair that Dio take a shot to the face in return. "Okay. I'll just play with  
you while you tongue fuck me."  
  
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The front door, a simple invention and one easy to open. That is, easy for  
anyone not loaded with objects. Somehow barely grasping the knob, Diosoth  
pushed open the door to his home, trying not to drop a number of opened boxes.  
"If you'd been given any more gifts," the young man complained, "we'd need to   
buy another house just to have someplace to put it all."  
  
Dropping her share to the couch, Kit said, "oh well... I didn't know mom had so   
many friends. Or that mine would even show up. I thought most would be   
scattered all over the place."  
  
"And now that the party's over... it's time for my gifts." Slipping open the   
drawer near the television, Dio withdrew a small booklet. "You might like   
this."  
  
"A piece of paper?" Reading the cover, the kitty was quite stunned. "Is   
this..."  
  
Indeed, a new form of birth control for her species. Catgirls had always been  
excluded as their physiology was different and their population so few that  
it was seen as a limited market. But the paper spelled it all out for her,  
a new drug that could prevent pregnancy while she went into heat. "Wow...  
but it says I'll still be horny."  
  

 "But you won't get pregnant. I set up the doctor's visit for tomorrow, you  
need to see them before they can give you the pills."  
  
"When'd you find this out anyway?" she begged to know. It was certainly a  
pleasant surprise, at any rate.  
  
Her lover answered, "two days ago. I thought it might make a nice birthday   
surprise. Guess now I'm glad you don't watch much TV or you'd have seen it."  
  
With a smile, Kitrina reached around him, kissing gently. "I love it. I love  
you." Kissing even harder now, only letting go when her lungs screamed for  
air, the kitty grinned at the love of her life.  
  
"Good. Then... maybe I should give you your other gift. If you want it."  
  
Curiously, she asked, "why wouldn't I want it?"  
  
"Well..." Digging into the jacket pocket, Dio produced a tiny box. "It might  
be a bit bigger than you thought."  
  
Looking the catgirl in the eyes was a small golden ring. "You mean...."  
  
"I mean," he voiced back.  
  
Suddenly flooded with emotions, the cat's ninja reflexes spun her boyfriend  
around, pushing his body into the nearest chair, hard enough to make the  
surprised young man sit down but not so hard as to hurt. Skirt lifted up and  
her panties pulled aside revealing a smooth, shaven fold of skin, Kit's furry   
hands yanked down her lover's pants, rubbing the soft lump until his cock   
became an inviting, hardened object of desire. Unwilling to fight this, Dio  
merely rubbed his girlfriend's soft skin to increase the mood.  
  

 No words were spoken. None needed to be spoken. Kit merely jammed her full   
weight down, labia split wide and cervix poked hard, almost screaming out   
loud for the simple fact that Kit was not fully ready and certainly not   
wet enough. Likewise, Diosoth found her overzealous move to be quite the  
shock.  
  
Grabbing the back of the chair and riding her partner like a wild animal,   
groaning and screaming as her furry feet braced the chair's back. Penis deep  
inside Kitrina's shaved, dripping womanhood, hips rocking faster to pump the   
man she loved, Dio grabbed both her tits, screaming out, "I'm gonna cum!"   
right as sperm leaked out into his partner. It was certainly a record time,  
but Kitrina didn't care. She was riding a sexual wave, all of her skills  
thrown into this endeavor and feeling quite proud.  
  
Body shaking to a hard stop, Kit's orgasm was intense and wild, lungs   
forcing out an almost painful yell that seemed to strain her vocal chords.   
Dropping down with a loud whine, muscles almost aching now and her back   
twisted up, the cat seemed to purr in content pleasure. "Yes, I'll marry you!"  
  

 "That's a hell of a way to say 'yes'," he said with short breath, still  
surprised by the sudden fucking he'd been subjected to. "But I liked it. Maybe  
you can answer all questions like that from now on!" the bowman suggested.  
  
Playing with Dio's long yellow ponytail, tail wrapping around her athletic   
body, Kit slumped down for a nice, soft kiss to celebrate. "So... chapel or   
cathedral?"  
  
"Chapel's cheaper," Diosoth recalled, "but that chapel owner creeps me out.  
It disturbs me for some reason. That's not how I want to remember our   
wedding." The thought of his wedding being handled like a rock concert wasn't  
a thought that pleased the Ranger. Dio had once attended a chapel wedding,  
long ago by random invitation and the experience was more that of a bar's  
lounge act.  
  
"Guess we'll save up then. Mom might help. And she'd love the chance to help  
fill the place with guests." Tickling her future husband's chin, grinning  
at many thoughts bouncing in her mind, Kit asked, "so... we could relax.  
Or you could bend me over the couch and rail me. Actually, wait... I'm   
more flexible than a human girl..."  
  

 Dio replied, "all those extra muscles you have, right?"  
  
"Uh huh... why don't I get my legs behind my head and you screw the shit out  
of me that way?"  
  
Wary of such a position, he asked bluntly, "is that safe?"  
  
"Huh... well, I never tried it," the cat said with a sulking frown. "I also  
don't wanna have to explain it to someone if I can't get my legs free."  
Gripping her lover's cock, stroking to keep the shaft nice and hard, Kit  
smiled as her lover giggled with each motion downward. Sperm stuck to  
her thick fur but Kitrina didn't seem to mind. "Tickles?"  
  
"Tickles very good," the bowman replied. "I also like it when your tail goes  
between our legs while I'm banging you, the fur tickles my nuts and gets me  
off."  
  
She scolded him, "dirty man! Keep up that kind of thinking, if this birth  
control works I'll need something really amazing. I mean, you don't know how  
horny I get and even without getting pregnant I'm gonna want it bad!"  
  
"Kit," Diosoth said back to her, "we've been together almost a year. I've  
gone through this every four weeks. I can handle it."  
  

 "That's the spirit!" Finally removing the shirt, Kit asked, "so... ready to   
bend me over that couch now?" Grinding the throbbing mons against the soft  
tip, the kitty was practically begging for more.  
  
"Can we get into bed instead?" he asked. "I want to make out while we do it.  
Make it nice and slow."  
  
Stretching her legs out, the catgirl grabbed her lover's hands. "A nice slow  
pace would be kinda fun. And I'll let my tail slip between our legs. Just  
don't mind it if I tickle your butt by accident."  
  
"Oh, I'm used to that," Dio shouted back, dropping his clothing on the way to   
their bedroom, the mess of no consequence. "Your tail goes all over the place   
when we fuck."  
  
In a quick, practiced move, Kitrina dragged the Ranger down to the mattress,   
lying underneath as thighs parted, legs bent and calves wrapping around.  
"You ready?"  
  
Sliding deep inside, the feel of warm pussy quite comforting as muscular  
contractions clamped down, body heat making his rod tingle, Dio answered   
back, "I love you, Kit. And you're going to make a hell of a wife!" Slowly  
rocking, the Ranger leaned into it, testicles rubbing the fuzzy tail and  
feeling quite nice. A mixture of sperm and female lubricants squished out  
of the stretched walls as each thrust pushed deeper inside.  
  

 "You don't mind if I skip the cooking and cleaning part for rough sex, do   
you?" Kit asked with a naughty tone, "we do just fine right now so why   
change?"  
  
Biting his lover's lip, Dio answered her back, "if leaving dirty dishes means  
this type of sex then let them sit and grow mold!" This man had never been   
fond of household chores to start with. Sex was quite a preferable   
alternative, especially with the love the two felt enhancing their fun.  
  
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11 months have passed  
  
  
Sharp claws dug into the back of the old couch, feet braced to the wooden  
floor, keeping balance. Drool fell to the soft couch cushions, breasts jiggling  
as Kitrina's voice stuttered in delight. Hands gripping tight to the catgirl's  
supple hips, long, steady thrusts inward pushed deep within her vaginal  
crevasse. Kit's tail, as long as her own legs danced around in the air, yet  
another display of the Thief's sexual bliss. "I'm close..."  
  
Slamming into his girlfriend much harder, Dio shouted back, "time to take you  
all the way!" Much harder this time, forceful enough to echo their sex off  
the walls, the Ranger pounded his lover's tight mound until she screamed,  
gushing her girly squirt to the floor. Popping his own cork deep wihtin,  
Dio's hot, fresh load squeezed out as his cock plunged deep inside for one  
last hard push. Withdrawing carefully, hearing the loud pop as his wet dick   
pulled free, cool air felt strange suddenly. Kitrina's body heat had felt   
quite good and now, all that air was rather chilly.  
  

 Ripping sharp claws out of the old sofa, Kit whined, "oh well, this thing's  
getting old and dirty anyway." Nude body twirling in place, furry tail   
curling around their bodies, she asked, "wanna cuddle?"  
  
"I need a break..." the bowman sighed, allowing the catgirl to pull his tired  
body down, laying with her back to his chest. "I hope this birth control   
works..."  
  
"If I'd got pregnant yesterday," the kitty replied, "I wouldn't still be in  
heat today. Don't forget, they said if it doesn't work the abortion's free."  
  
This was not something Diosoth had considered. "Oh..."  
  
"Oh, what?"  
  
"Huh? I hadn't really thought about THAT..." the young man said.  
  
Gripping her lover's hand tight, thumb tickling palm, Kit moaned, "ah... yeah.  
I guess... if I did get pregnant it might be hard to just get rid of it."  
Merely preventing a child was one thing, but if she were to get pregnant?  
Could Kitrina honestly just consider that to be a mistake? "But I probably  
won't so..."  
  
Pressing a finger through the damp lips, Dio gently felt her clitoris. The   
skin was smooth and moist, shaven to a gentle touch. "I think you're not as  
horny as you used to be when you were in heat. But still, I might be getting  
a bit empty."  
  

 "It's been almost bearable," the cat groaned. "I still can't stop wanting it  
but at least now it doesn't feel like I'm on fire." Yawning out loud, Kit  
begged of him, "want your cock sucked?"  
  
"That'll just make you hornier."  
  
"Fuck. Right... how about we check out the attic while you rest up?"  
  
Squinting down at the cat's white hair, he asked, "what for? It's all junk  
up there."  
  
"Right... junk you never sorted through." Leaping to the floor in a perfect  
pose, heels together, Kit collected her shirt and pulled the garment on. "Come  
on."  
  
Shrugging, Dio grabbed his pants, sliding them up. No sense in going up into  
a dirty attic without clothes. Pulling on his own shirt, following behind,  
the couple opened the doorway, pulling down the wooden ladder. Climbing up  
in a hurry, Kitrina's eyes found the tiny window to be insufficient and  
hunted for the light switch.  
  
Almost blinded, he shouted out, "ah! Why did dad install a bright bulb up   
here?" Ducking into the small space, old boxes were the main attraction.  
That and a lot of collected dust. "Most of it was dad's old crap I packed away  
before I headed out. Nothing of interest."  
  

 Kicking a locked wooden chest, Kit demanded, "what's in this? You didn't throw  
your father's junk in this thing..."  
  
"I don't know," he replied back, "never could find a key. Probably empty   
anyway."  
  
Hoisting the wooden crate, the cat knew that wasn't so. "Uh uh, unless it's  
lined with metal this isn't empty. Find me a small piece of metal..."  
  
"Oh... okay..." Looking around in some futile effort, Diosoth eventually  
stumbled upon an old screwdriver that was buried within the same layer of   
dust as the rest of the room's collection. "Here."  
  
Carefully poking the steel point into the lock, Kit's ears listened closely.  
"Almost... almost.... SHIT!" she screamed in rage as the tip broke off.   
"Now I can't pick the lock! Fucking thing's jammed in there!"  
  
"Can we knock out the hinges?" he asked.  
  
"No..." Spinning the chest around, "they're part of the frame and the pins  
made to stay in. Even if we could the lock would keep it shut. We could  
pay Mister Pickall to open it but he'd want part of whatever's inside."  
  
"Like he'd need some old garbage."   
  

 Furiously, her red eyes flashing the anger, Kit grabbed the locked box by  
the handles, slamming it into the floor. The catgirl was shocked to see   
the lid pop open. "Huh? Weird... must have jiggled the tip enough to trip the  
lock." Pushing the crate upright, Kit threw back the lid. "Scrolls..."  
  
"Scrolls? You mean like the ones that enhance armor?"  
  
Flipping through the neat stack of old, blessed papers, Kitrina read off,  
"glove attack.... glove attack... glove attack."  
  
"That doesn't make sense, why would a box of..." Trailing off, Dio suddenly  
had an idea. "Mom must've been keeping them. That's why they're locked up.  
How many?"  
  
"Uh... you count."  
  
Grabbing the stack and making a check, reading each one, Diosoth felt  
suddenly overwhelmed. "Fifty.... that's with a few others but there are  
fifty glove scrolls."  
  
Screaming out, "FIFTY! Holy shit!" Kitrina's head was spinning. "You know what  
those are worth now?"  
  
Her love answered, "no clue. I don't follow prices."  
  
"About eight million each!"  
  
"Really..." Placing the stack of papers back into the crate, Dio muttered,  
"mom must've thought to keep them put up for some reason. Think she knew they  
could be worth something?"  
  

 Slinking forward, the kitty moaned, "who knows? We need a store permit. That's  
a lot of fucking money in that box!"  
  
"I'll say," the young man agreed. "Kit? What's wrong?"  
  
Tugging up her shirt to expose every inch of bare skin, Kit licked her soft   
lips as a hard, begging stare locked onto him. "I want you. I need you!"  
  
"You're horny again... guess I can see why..."  
  
"Horny... you don't know!" Peeling down her lover's pants, Kitrina's fuzzy  
hands gently felt the lump of skin, the soft flesh pads of ever finger tracing  
along the shaft as it hardened up. "Just lay still..."  
  
"Be gentle with me, okay?" Diosoth begged of the horny kitty. "We don't want  
to make a mess in here, ruin those scrolls..."  
  
Sliding the head of his penis in, past the labia, in through the folds, until  
she was as far as could go, Kit eased forward until her lips could press inward  
for a kiss. "I might kick up some dust but you'll live!" Hands braced to the  
floor, the catgirl began to wriggle, grunting as Dio felt both hard nipples.  
Shaved pussy worked slowly, rubbing her clit against his waist. Thrusting   
herself, dripping cream soaking into her fiancee's pants, the Thief could  
only think about the money. Their wedding was paid for, their lives set for  
some time.   
  

 Shaking so hard as to make the boards creak, Kit's grunts of pleasure seeped  
through their mouths. Dio, refusing to waste such passion held onto Kit's  
head, stroking her pointed feline ears as their tongues grazed. Her body was  
met by Dio's upward thrusts, only speeding up their finish. Pulling back  
slightly, he mouthed, "baby..."  
  
"Yeah... oh..." she whined, feeling the sudden warmth in her deep spaces. It  
wasn't much but her lover had ejaculated. "Just keep it up another second..."  
Ass bouncing feverishly, bringing her body to climax, the catgirl's legs  
gave out. Lying on top, exhausted and worn, Kitrina merely smiled. "In a hurry  
to get up?"  
  
"Not really..."  
  
With a kiss, Kitrina cooed, "so... we could span how we'll spend the money..."  
  
"Not until we have that money," her partner shot back.   
  
"Ah... okay. Wanna tell each other how much we can't live without each other?"  
  
Still lodged deep in the catgirl's lower regions, he answered her back, "that  
sounds better. You love me?"  
  
"I did before we found the scrolls," she cried out, "and I will even if they   
end up worthless." Holding her lover's hand as he continued to fondle the  
soft breast, she eagerly added, "but the money isn't a bad bonus. Oh, and as  
for you... I think you're almost out. That last one wasn't so much a cumshot   
as a cum spritz. I barely felt it."  
  

 "I'll live. I doubt most guys have a girl who can literally fuck them dry"  
he complimented. "I love you..."  
  
Resting a tired head n his shoulder, Kitrina said back, "this is nice... and   
it's good you appreciate me. Some guys wouldn't even bother to say THAT  
to the woman they want to marry." Whispering into his ear, he smiled. "Our  
little secret, not even the wind heard that."  
  
"You didn't say-"  
  
"I love you, too, silly little man! Think I forgot?"  
  
Looking onto those soft, red eyes, Dio said hesitantly, "babe... I really  
have to go to the bathroom. You have to get up."  
  
"AH! Well..." Lifting off, allowing her partner the right to stand, she  
said, "the bed might be a better cuddle spot"  
  
"Floor wasn't exactly the best place to lie down," he responded. "My back's  
got to be dusty and dirty."  
  
She noted, "my feet, too! And knees... fuck, my hands are coated in dust."  
Follwoing Diosoth down the ladder, Kit pointed towards the bathroom.   
"Tub time!"  
  
"Um... you mind?"  
  
Stopping in place, the catgirl suddenly realized her eager mistake. "You go  
first... I don't need to watch."  
  

 Peering out into the hall, "first thing we're going to do... is get a new   
couch!"

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