A Hero's Reward Part IX: Not So Much of a Hero Anymore
Author's Note:
Oy... Like I said before folks... if your sick of the series just bear with me. In lighter news... I've been getting some pretty crappy reviews. It's weird how much people can actually hate my writing, eh? I have had my share of good ones as well, and for that, I am grateful. So... it's back to kissing my own floor with Kyle, Nikki, and the whole gang... enjoy it, eh?
* * *
Kyle's tail was shifting back and forth from behind the back bars of the wooden table-chair at which he sat. His right paw was clenched tightly around a morning glass of orange juice.
"You alright, Ky-ky?" Fiona Eighly asked her son, dishing him out a plate of bacon and eggs.
"I'm fine mother!" Kyle snapped, his grip on the glass shattering it into a score of piercing crystal shards.
"Hey, calm down Kyle. What's wrong?" Kyle's father asked concernedly, poking his furry head up from behind the Saturday news.
"Nothing's wrong Dad..."
"Well... it sure sounds-" Mrs. Eighly started.
"Nothing is wrong!" Kyle barked, pushing away his plate and storming upstairs.
"What has gotten into that boy?" Fiona asked her husband, walking over to him and sitting on his lap, pushing away the newspaper.
"Let him go honey... he's in love." Zach Eighly replied, kissing his wife softly.
"I don't know if I'm ok with this-" she continued skeptically.
"Look, he's off the parental hook until he does something really stupid..." the man said, pulling his wife's shapely body closer to his.
"I hope he's as considerate as you say-"
"Honey... he's almost fifteen... he can take care of himself." Zach pushed on.
"But when you were fifteen-" she attempted to continue.
"That was me... this is me..." Zach cut her off for the last time, pulling her into another kiss.
"Then and now, honey..." Fiona started, pushing away softly.
"He needs counseling... promise me he will go up to the clinic tomorrow? I'm worried Zach."
"Ok." Mr. Eighly replied in resignation.
* * *
"Mom, this is stupid!" Kyle finally blurted, turning his head away from his mother and looking out the car window on his side. The last thing the panther needed now was to sit in a stuffy room with a shrink.
"It's for your own good, Kyle. Besides, you'll like Dr. Auburn." Fiona Eighly assured her son, turning the old station wagon left into the winding parking lot of the Glen Rock Medical Clinic.
"That's funny... 'cause I hate him already..." he mumbled, and his mother scowled.
"I'll pick you up at eleven... be good now!" Fiona shouted after her departing son. She frowned abruptly at the sight of his drooping tail and dragging feet.
Kyle paced into the waiting room, plopping himself down on the bench closest to the door. He waited through several names before his own was called.
The one who called him was Dr. Auburn himself, a stout and friendly-looking badger in a flowing white lab coat. "Follow me this way mister..." he straightened his glasses and looked down at the paper. "Eighly."
Kyle stood up lazily, padding down the tight hallway after the psychiatrist. The session room was filled with books, a few beanbag chairs, a comfortable futon bed, and lots of those little things that you squeeze when you are angry.
"Have a seat, anywhere you like," Dr. Auburn prompted, "would you like a caramel?" he offered.
"I'm allergic." Kyle replied sternly.
"Oh... I see. Make yourself comfortable then!" he continued. "I'd like to know your name, mister Eighly... what do you want me to call you?"
"Kyle..." the panther said, avoiding the doctor's friendly stare from behind those half-circle reading specs.
"Simple enough then... I'd like to get to know you better. Do you have interests?" the badger continued.
"Not really..."
"Very well..." Dr. Auburn said as usual, scratching his pen on his clipboard. "You came to see me because you have a problem in your life Kyle?"
"Nope. My mother made me." Kyle replied dryly, lying back on the couch.
"Are you irritated with your parents?" the badger asked curiously, straightening his spectacles.
"Well... er... doctor..."
"Just call me Wes, Kyle," Dr. Auburn said.
"Erm... alright then, Wes..." Kyle started to say but hesitated. "I'm a little... er-"
"You can say anything you want to me. I have sworn a formal oath of secrecy to my patients. Not your parents, not your school, not the police... no one will hear anything that you say in here other than me." Wes assured the panther, who's eyes were darting about as if looking for some surveillance equipment.
"Are you sure?" the panther on the couch blurted, still looking about.
"I'd bet my life on it."
"Well... ok. I'm... a little mad at my parents." Kyle said finally.
"Why is that?"
"They made me come here for therapy." Kyle said dully, leaning his head back.
"Oh, come now! It's not all that bad." Wes said, "We could get to know each other... having someone to talk to always helps me."
"You're the doctor..." the hormonally struck panther said, rolling his eyes.
Dr. Auburn decided to seek Kyle's problem, so as he might resolve it. "Is anything troubling you at home, Kyle?" he asked.
"I'm worried." Kyle blurted, though he did not really feel like opening up.
"Ok... about what?" Wes asked, writing more on his clipboard.
"It's nothing..." the panther caught.
"Stress is something. It could cause you more problems if you let it brew." The doctor said, setting down his clipboard and crossing his legs.
"Fine... I'm worried about... ugh... never mind." Kyle said finally deciding to dorp that subject.
Dr. Auburn sighed, not with disappointment, but with trained calm. "Do you have a girlfriend, Kyle?"
Kyle jumped a little in the comfy couch. "Er... I do."
"Ah, well then, what is she like?" Wes continued, picking up his clipboard again.
"Uh... well, see. She's real sweet, always there with me..." Kyle started, picturing Nikki's smiling face in his mind.
"Go on..." Dr. Auburn prompted.
"She's a... a Neko. A half-breed..." he continued, sighing with every few words.
"I see... not many of them around, she must be under some pressure at school...?" Wes asked, tilting hie black and white furred head.
"Yeah... a little. Well... Nikki, she's mad at me..." the panther continued.
"Why is that?"
Kyle choked up. "Well I... I sort of... I sort of hurt her."
Dr. Auburn's eyes widened with interest. "Hmm... I can understand how you might be grieving...?" the doctor said, "Why... exactly, did you hurt her?"
Kyle hesitated, "I... well, you see... It was..." he started. "You won't tell anyone at all?"
Dr. Auburn shook his head, giving the panther a sincere promise.
"Well... I was... drinking... at a party..." Kyle said, pausing with almost every word, spreading his sentences out at length.
"I see... do you have a habit of drinking?" Wes asked, jotting down some notes.
"No. Some guys... they sort of... pushed me into it." He said.
"I understand how you may feel pressured by others..." the doctor said.
Kyle felt a bit more confident now. "I feel so guilty about it... but I can't get a hold of her..."
"Perhaps talk to her at school another day... she does go to school with you doesn't she?"
"Yes."
"Ah... well. Is there a deep relationship between you two?" Dr. Auburn asked curiously.
Kyle blushed heavily. He wasn't about to tell him that he had taken Nikki's virginity almost a year ago. "Sort of..." he muttered.
"Are you bullied at school?" Wes asked, changing the subject knowingly.
"Er... no." Kyle lied, his eyes drifting down to his right foot, where reddened and blistered skin had been pulled to the center in a circular shape.
The doctor didn't miss this gesture. "I noticed you have a limp."
"I don't want to talk about it." Kyle said dryly, closing his charming eyes halfway.
"Oh... whoops. Do you wish to continue this tomorrow, Kyle? I have another patient in a few minutes." Wes asked, standing up and shaking the panther's hand.
Kyle half-smiled. "I guess so."
* * *
Kyle sat around in the parking lot, waiting for the green-brown station wagon that would be taking him home.
When his mother finally arrived, he graciously leapt into the car and pulled the hood of his thin sweater up.
"How was it?" Fiona Eighly asked her son.
"It was ok..." he muttered in reply.
"You doing something with Nikki today?" she asked.
"No... why?" Kyle asked back.
"I dunno... you two haven't been together lately." She answered, stopping the car at a light. "Is everything alright?"
"Why do you care?" the panther snapped at him mother.
"I think it's so sweet that you two are together... why don't you take her out some time?" the panthress pressed on.
"Mom!" Kyle said, irritated yet again by his mother's queries.
"Just a suggestion..."
"...fine, I'll take her to the park..." Kyle finally groaned as the car pulled into the driveway. Kyle stepped out of the car, turning down the street and waving abrupt goodbye to his mother.
The corner of the fenced-off park was barely visible from Kyle's house, making it a relatively short walk, as everything was in this small, Pennsylvania town.
As he walked past Nikki's house in the small caldisac near the corner, he was drawn to its front, as the Sirens lured the wanderings of Odysseus.
Kyle heard the soothing whine of a violin melody. The song was 'Canon in D'. The panther smiled a little, to no beholder, but to himself. "She is thinking about me..." he whispered to himself.
Nikki lowered her violin at the sight of Kyle. "Hi..." she mewed, a sadness over her face as she hugged around her bandaged arms.
Kyle didn't greet the Neko with his usual 'Hi Nikki'. He just slowly approached the quirky little catgirl, sitting himself down next to her on the steps. Both of their tails subconsciously wrapped around each other.
"Are you still mad at me?" Kyle asked, his voice cracking a little.
Nikki turned her head away nervously, giving no answer.
"Just know... I love you Nikki. It would never be my mean to hurt you-" Kyle started, but his own tears cut him off and the Neko in front of him winced over her bandages.
"How could you drink?" Nikki wept, covering her face. "How could you do drugs?"
"What-?"
"Listen, Aaron and Riku were on there way to the park and they... you know... offered me some..." Nikki started. "They said that you loved it..."
"But I-" Kyle started.
"I can see it in your eyes, Kyle." The Neko wept, "I've been with you long enough to know when you are lying."
Kyle bottom lip quivered, and her turned away slowly. "You want to go to the park?"
Nikki stood up. "Fine... sure. If you're wanting me to get stoned with you, I'm gonna leave for good."
"No... I didn't mean that! Just a walk in the park, honest!" Kyle pleaded, softly grasping Nikki's left hand with his big, soft paws.
"Ok..."
"Please Nikki... I'm sorry. The guilt is tearing me apart! I'm worried about you... about Raj, and I'm so mad at myself for-" the blue panther wept, almost going to his knees.
"It's ok... fine. I'll go to the park then." Nikki said slowly.
"Can we talk this over?" Kyle asked, wiping away his tears.
"I dunno... I'm hurt on the inside Kyle..." Nikki whispered, looking her boyfriend straight in the eyes. That look alone for a few more seconds could have killed Kyle. He turned away toward the park with Nikki.
* * *
Aaron and Riku were tangled on a bench, grunted and sighing in harmony as they sucked face.
"Aaron!" Kyle yelled over the illustrious racket, turning Aaron over by the shoulder. "I need to talk to you." He said, and Nikki smiled.
He pulled the black panther over to the side behind the slide if the jungle gym. "give me some truth. What really happened after the party?"
Aaron sighed. "C'mon, not now Kyle-"
"Tell me."
"Fine... fine... (don't shit yourself...)," Aaron began with another heavy sigh. "You were sad about Nikki, so you wanted to be happy. Boy, though... were you happy. I think we kissed..."
Kyle scowled, "Don't ever get near me with that stuff again!" he hissed.
"You mean..." the black panther said, pulling up a little bottle, "This stuff?"
Kyle's eyes followed the dangling container as it swung back and forth. "Yeah... that stuff..." he whispered. "You shouldn't take is either. It's not good for your brain."
"Hell... I've never been happier though... I gotta have it." Aaron said, thrusting the cursed pills back into his pocket.
"Your addicted then...?"
Aaron shrugged, turning around. Kyle turned him back around.
"What?"
"Just promise me... promise me that you'll get rid of that stuff!" the blue panther begged, pushing his knuckles to his eyes. "The Aaron Spruce I used to know would have." He walked away, tail between legs.
Those last words echoed in Aaron's mind. He stood wide-eyed for a moment, baffled by how powerful mere words could be.
Kyle approached Nikki, tears dripping from him. "I'm sorry..." he muttered.
Nikki hesitated. She was not sure whether she should forgive him or not. She still very much loved him, but she hated his developing habits. "We could... forget this ever happened..." she started, "I love you so much... it would be hard to let you go..."
"Nikki... if you only say it for that reason, don't-"
"I'm serious. I love you, and I forgive you." The Neko said finally, looking up at Kyle with that killer stare again.
"I will be honest with you..." Kyle said, seeing Nikki's now curiously forgiving expression. "I will need your help to overcome this... problem..." he finished.
"I'm here for you... I'm here Kyle." She said finally, smiling through tears and jumping up into the panther's arms.
Riku was weeping in the bench, watching the spectacle like a soap-opera. "Aaron, how come we're not that close?" she asked, looking over to the slide where Aaron stood, only to see that he was gone. The vixen scowled.
* * *
Kyle carried Nikki happily, promenading around the around the park fence, laying the Neko and himself into the soft grass. He scooted backward, his back now against the big oak tree that shadowed the park. There was no one around, as it was Saturday, past noon.
Nikki perched herself on the panther's lap, opening her violin case again. The poised the small instrument under her chin.
"Nikki..." Kyle whispered, placing his big paws softly on the Neko's soft stomach.
Nikki smiled and purred, lifting the bow to the string and playing a quip, quick song called 'The Birch Tree'.
Kyle closed his eyes and listened to the little girl's beautiful music, at the same time gently massaging her midriff. He reached up then to caress her little arm as the song ended, bringing his paw over to her shoulder.
Nikki set down her violin in the case, arching her back and purring her to her love. "Country boy..." she mewed, sticking out her tongue.
Kyle laughed, whispering something to her, then nibbling carefully on her ear.
The front of the Neko's panties wetted slightly, as her ear twitched under Kyle's soft and caring embrace.
"I can't believe I would ever think to hurt you..." he said, his rough tongue slithering around Nikki's ear.
"Let's put it behind us..." Nikki moaned, her little hand sliding down to the front of her underwear, running her fingers along the swollen pussy that hid behind them. She knelt down off of Kyle's lap, laying down on her tummy in the soft grass. Kyle crawled down over her content form, patting her tail lightly.
He reached down under her, their fingers meeting at the crevasse of her pussy, dancing about the swelling lips. "Can I...?" he asked quietly.
"Don't stop... it feels really... ooh... good." Nikki replied, ushering Kyle to remove her panties.
The panther quickly slid off the Neko's undergarments and set them aside. He slipped off her shoes, admiring her cute feet. He had always had a fetish for Nikki's socks. "Do you really want to...?"
Nikki nodded, bending her legs at the knees so that her feet stuck in the air. Kyle slowly started to pull up the Neko's neat blouse, when an annoying piercing sound hit him in the back like an arrow.
"You working each other over already?" Riku asked, leaning against the fence of the playground.
Kyle sat up, his eyes closed softly as he attempted to remain calm and not gnash out at the irritating vixen. "A little privacy please, Riku." he sighed.
"Alright now... what's the fun in that?" Riku asked back, striking a sexy pose and sticking out her hip.
"Do you want another Wedgie?" Kyle asked, cracking his clawed knuckles.
"Hey, I'm just sayin'... you two are too cute." The fox continued, strutting back around the fence.
Kyle rolled his charming blue eyes, and turned around to kneel over Nikki's warm body, pulling off the remainder of her blouse. He ran one great paw over the Neko's smooth and curvy horizon, eventually ringing his fingers up and down her tail.
By now, the Neko was drooling, purring loudly, and dazed by the tickling sensation on her back. "Ah... oh Kyle... that feels so nice... you should be a massage therapist..." she moaned at length, arching her cute little back and whipping her tail.
Kyle smiled, kneading over Nikki's shoulder-blades. "Heh, 'massage therapist' my ass..." he said slyly, lowering his head down and running his broad, rough tongue over the Neko's soft length.
The catgirl moaned, placing her little hands in the grass and bending herself back, savoring every second of the gentle tongue-bath. Kyle took the momentary exposure to reach around her and begin to caress over her flat chest, carefully pinching her young nipples.
"Ooh... I'm... I'm actually... cumming!" Nikki moaned, her entire body now trebling. She let her juices pour out of her slowly, feeling the flow gently caress her inner walls. Her vision went blurry, and her arms failed her. Her face was now planted in the soft grass below her, taking the in the pleasant aroma of country soil as Kyle continued his work on her.
"We didn't fight for long... but I hope you'll accept my... apology." Kyle sighed into her ear, making it twitch again.
"A-ap... apology... accepted." Nikki moaned, rolling over and presenting Kyle her frontal nudity.
Kyle was horny now, his lust for Nikki's love constantly urging him to tear off his shirt and 'get it on'. He did just that.
The panther let in hard, pink member fall down onto Nikki's slit-area, placing his big blue paws on her loins. He saw the oblivious projection of pure pleasure on the Neko's face. "Are you ok?" he asked, never having seen Nikki this "happy" before.
She nodded halfheartedly, drool still pouring from her open mouth. Kyle let the head of his cock float on her open pussy for a while, letting her flowing amends pleasure him. He sighed dreamily, as he slowly proceeded his intrusion into her.
"Nikki... Nikki... ooh... your so warm inside!" he moaned with pleasure, pulling Nikki's limp waist onto his knees, and himself farther into her.
Nikki didn't have the energy to moan, so she just cooed in the panther's arms, letting her back arch itself, and gravity take its toll on her spent heat.
"Kyle...?" Nikki grunted, her mouth still half open, and her head hanging freely.
"Y-yes Nikki?" he replied, feeling a little light headed with pleasure as he let his masculinity bask inside of the Neko for a while.
"When we were at Aaron's... in that bathroom..."
"Yes?"
"And... you were... oooh... drunk..."
"...?"
"The way you had me on the bathtub... and your hips... and..."
"Yes, Nikki?"
"It was kind of... hot... the way you did... oooh... ahh... 'it'."
Kyle smiled obliviously, letting himself sink back into the grass, and his legs spread. Bliss overcame him, and he followed through his orgasm. Nikki was laying on top of him now, the couple in the grass, laying peacefully in its soft sanctuary.
* * *
Aaron was sitting up on his bed. His furry, pitch-black fingers were working themselves to death on the strings of his gee-tar. Riku, of course, was laying next to him on the bed, listening blissfully to his silent riff.
He stopped playing, set down the guitar on its stand next to the bed, and pulled the she-fox up closer to his side, under his arm. He purred softly as Riku's complete body curled up next to him, her furry head on his shoulder.
"Why do cats do that?" the vixen asked, placing her arms over Aaron's chest.
"What?" Aaron said, looking down at himself curiously.
"That thing that your doing... right now."
"Purring?" he asked in clarification.
"Yeah, the rumbling noise..." she continued.
Aaron blushed heavily. "I... erm... don't know. I can't help it."
"I always thought it was a little weird," Riku said, scratching the black panther's chest and licking his neck.
Aaron lowered his head. "Sorry..."
"It's really cute, though." she giggled, turning his head and kissing him.
Aaron closed his eyes, hugging Riku tight against him. He took this time to think. He wished that he could see his parents again. They had left him with his cousin, Crystal, though she only stopped by every once in a while. Aaron wondered when they might return...
"Riku?" he said, massaging the fox's shoulder absently to get her attention.
"Hmm?" she replied, opening her eyes dreamily.
"What are your parents like? I have never met them." He then asked.
"Um... well, let's see. They are both foxies like me..." she started, putting her finger to her lips. "I've never told anyone this..."
"Huh?" Aaron said, interested in the fox's unusual tone.
"When I was little... my dad used to make me give him... er... oral." She said sadly.
"That's awful!" Aaron said, sitting up.
"Doesn't seem so bad when I'm doing it to you..." Riku said foxily, running her paw over Aaron's groin.
Aaron blushed again, halfheartedly spreading his legs, as if expecting something.
"You want me to?" she asked, lifting her hand up to his crotch, grabbing his slowly hardening shaft through the denim of his black jeans.
"Well... I mean... If you don't want to..." Aaron stuttered, pushing his knees together and closing his eyes.
"Who said I don't want to?" the vixen growled, unzipping Aaron's fly and lustfully removing his pants. "Tighty-whities? Sexy..." she whispered slyly, caressing the panther's genital curves.
"Go easy on me..." he moaned, pleasured by Riku's touch.
"Don't worry about that... like I said, beginners are the juiciest..." with that, she fully slipped off his underwear, juggling his testicles and beginning to gently kiss his cock-head with her smooth and trained lips.
Aaron took in a heavy breath, spreading his legs, then pulling them closer to him. Riku slid her sleek, smooth tongue tightly from her busy lips, circling it around the panther's foreskin.
"Oh God... keep it right there..." Aaron moaned, letting his precum seep into Riku's patient mouth.
The panther felt like he was floating, his body no longer touching solid ground. His penis was numbed, and his senses were dulled by overwhelming pleasure as his she-fox ate him out. He jumped with surprise as Riku slid her middle and ring finger into his asshole, not giving it time to adjust at all before fumbling them around. He moaned and grunted rhythmically to the vixen's professional combination of feelings.
Riku lifted her tongue back home, then sliding the smoothest bottom of it over the round of his head, spreading the liquid pre over the sensitive slit.
"Whew... damn it! I'm cumming... I'm gonna..." Aaron groaned, lifting his legs and pulling Riku over his length. He loosed a squirt of his sticky webs into the fox's mouth, his pulse racing like it had never before. He was all of a sudden very tired, but in a good way, so he laid back, spreading out his legs even more and pulling up his shirt.
"Fuck! You could fill a bucket or two with this much..." Riku said, her face and hands covered with the sticky liquid. She ran her paw up and down his shaft again, spreading the cum around his pelvic area.
"That stuff is really sticky... wow..." the black panther panted, spreading his arms out to the sides and letting entire body sprawl out loosely as if he hadn't a care in the world.
Once Riku was all wiped down, she climbed over him and smiled wickedly. "Ready for a round of 'Ecs'?" she asked him, wrapping her red and black arms around her shaking mate.
Aaron almost nodded. He wanted those pills... he needed them. But a hesitation in his expression caught Riku's eye.
"You do want some, don't you?" she tempted again, shaking the bottle.
"N- well yeah... er..." Aaron started to stutter, his chest still rising and falling rapidly. "Well... I don't think I... just... NO!" he barked finally, slapping the little orange pill bottle out of the vixen's hand.
"But... I thought you liked the stuff...?" she said, he first objective, of course, to snap up the bottle again.
"Well... I do, sort of... I love it." Aaron said, turning away as to not eye Riku any longer. "But I'm not going to take any."
"Why?"
"Listen... Kyle has been my friend for a-" Aaron stopped to pant for a while, his tongue still hanging limply from his mouth. "Long time... and I won't let him down like that..."
"I thought you said he tried it too!" Riku hissed, rattling the cursed bottle again.
"Er... well... he did. He was sort of... well... you know... pissed off at the idea... and-" the panther stuttered.
"Take one little pill, and all of your worries will be gone. All of them. You can be happy now if you chose to be." Riku said again, dropping a capsule of each color, green and white, into his paw. "Just take the white one first..."
Aaron brought the first one up to his mouth, harnessing all of his willpower to attempt to pull back his arm. "I can't... not anymore!" he shouted at last, crushing the pill in his great paw, and turning out of the bed.
Riku frowned, quite disappointed. "Think of how you felt when just a few minutes ago... you can feel like that all the time if you just take-"
"No! Get away from me with that stuff!" he shouted, Kyle's earlier words echoing in his head at that moment. The panther pulled on his clothes, and backed out the door, staring Riku down all the while.
"Fine... if that's the thanks I get for loving you..." the vixen muttered, popping some pills into her mouth. The last thing she remembered hearing was Aaron's footsteps down the stairs from her room, and a door slamming shut.
* * *
Kyle and Nikki had most of their clothes back on now, and were happily kissing and exchanging youthful passion. The grass felt good on their backs, and their tails could be seen waving about from quite a distance.
The blue panther sat up now, his hair mussed up by Nikki, and his eyes glazed over. "That was great... wow..." was all he said, while he and the little Neko pulled the rest of their clothing on.
"Next time we do this..." Nikki whispered, crawling up onto Kyle again and looking out into the vast field which sprawled behind the secluded playground. "Remind me to ask you to do that tongue thing again..."
Kyle pulled the warm little catgirl into another kiss. Their bodies were again overwhelmed by that strange and arousing sensation.
Kyle flinched as he heard the familiar padding sound of his friend Aaron's gait. He half-expected the black panther to be stoned...
"Kyle... help me... Riku keeps going on with those drugs and I-" Aaron started his rant, but Kyle cut him off.
"You said 'no'?" he asked, ushering Aaron to sit down next to him and Nikki.
"Well... yeah. I did, but I-"
"That's good enough. All you have to do is say 'no' every time." Nikki put in, standing up and stretching widely.
"It's really hard Kyle... just that one almost killed me..." Aaron continued, putting his face into the blue panther's shoulder and weeping.
Kyle pat him on the back to comfort him, saying "You are not alone... I-"
A car horn honked. Loud and annoying. "There you guys are! C'mon!" Fiona Eighly yelled through the open window. The three cats in the grass smiled, standing up and bounding forward, Kyle lagging a bit behind. They smelled lunch.
"Oy, Thanks Mum! We could all use a bite..." Kyle said loudly, taking some tacos from the paper bag in the car. Kyle loved tacos.
"Keller stopped by the house earlier. 'Had his drumsticks ready and everything." Fiona said, pulling the car forward into the driveway of her house.
"What did he say?" Aaron asked, taking another oversized bite out of the taco in his hand.
"He was just askin' for you guys... I dunno." She continued. "So, how's it going with you, Nikki?"
Nikki smiled, kicking her dangling feet. "It's ok. Did Kyle tell you he has his lunch period with me, now?"
"No... he didn't mention that. Sounds real nice that you two get to see each other though!" Mrs. Eighly said with a wide smile, then looking to Kyle, who quickly averted his gaze.
The four of them stepped out of the car, filing up the three stone steps that led into Kyle's home. Once they were inside, Mrs. Eighly asked Aaron, "How's Riku?"
"Meh..." the black panther replied with an apathetic shrug.
"Yeah... I always kind of thought that girl was a nut..." Fiona said, whipping around and walking into the kitchen.
Aaron yawned, going for the acoustic guitar that war perched upright in the corner of Kyle's rec room.
Kyle and Nikki sprawled themselves comfortably on the couch, listening to Aaron's bubbly song. The two of then curled up, Nikki inside of Kyle's curled limbs, purring softly.
Aaron had an amazing singing voice, and the unique ability to sing such while playing his strings. He started playing a bouncing guitar riff, the low sting rumbling and the high ones squeaking with measured chords. He began with the almost-whispering words of the song 'Banana Pancakes'.
Nikki and Kyle were almost asleep, but then their eyes hot open in unison, and Aaron stopped playing.
Kyle's father stepped into the house, and the door squeaked shut. Everyone was staring at the strange sight.
"Dad... did you loose a bet?" the blue panther asked, as his father's fur was dyed bubble-gum pink.
"Er... yeah." Zach Eighly replied, taking off his coat.
Fiona, in the kitchen, was holding back her laughter at the sight of her pink husband, dropping several forks and spoons on the floor. "What could you possibly have been betting on with that extreme a stake?" she asked the pink panther.
"Well... see. We were up at the Chutes playing pool..." Zach started, turning around and blushing.
Aaron took this as the perfect opportunity to play the 'Pink Panther' theme song on the guitar.
Kyle and Nikki were now rolling on the carpeted floor with laughter, kicking their lags and holding their stomachs. "Nice one, Aaron!" the 'naturally' blue panther-boy said, wiping a tear form his eye and sitting up.
"Can't you just wash it off?" Fiona asked, turning serious for just a second.
"It's a two-week dye..." Zach replied, and Fiona burst into laughter again.
"These are gonna be some of the most interesting two weeks of my life..." Kyle giggled, standing up and walking over to the piano. Nikki followed him and sat next to him on the wide bench.
"I can't play the piano..." the Neko muttered to Kyle.
"You play your violin," Kyle suggested.
"Uh oh... I kind of... left it at the park..." she said through her teeth.
"We can go get it, don't worry. For now... we can just play Liberace..." the blue panther said, playing 'The Honeymoon Song' with both hands. "Key F, middle octave..." he whispered, letting Nikki play around with the forgiving notes of the rhythmic tune.
Aaron eventually joined in, playing an interlope of only three chords, which perfectly accompanied the song.
Fiona and Zach tapped their feet to the beat, smiling. "You know... you three should start a folk band, that's pretty good!" the wife said aloud.
Kyle stopped playing. "Does Keller have brushes for his drums?" he asked Aaron.
"I'm sure he does," the black panther replied.
"Awesome! I've got a project in mind..." he said then, grabbing his father's harmonica from the top of the piano. "'The Double-stop Blues'... we will need Nikki and her violin, my new bass guitar... and Aaron can just keep doing what he's doing!"
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Riku stumbled across the park, rolling down the grassy hill, letting gravity guide her to the bottom. She stood up then, eyeing a patch of black in the unending green. "That... that's Nikki's fiddle!" she muttered, scrambling forward and opening the case to the small stringed instrument. She ran the bow across E, making a horrid noise that stung her sensitive ears.
The fox's judgement was dulled, and she recoiled form the screeching sound. "Ahh! Stop it!" she squeaked, snapping the fiddle in two with her black-furred paws. With that, she bound away, her fluffy tail trailing behind her.
Kyle, Nikki, and Zach were trotting down the lane after the violin, quickly stopping at the end of the fenced park. Nikki ran forth, kneeling down at the shattered wooden splinters of the once-flawless wooden chamber. She began to cry loudly, sending a wail of depressing agony across the wide field.
"Nikki, what happened?" Kyle yelled, limping down the gentle slope behind the fence.
"Ooh! My violin! My violin is broken!" she whined, picking up the mess of dangling strings and wood, hugging it in her little arms.
Kyle knelt down beside the weeping catgirl, placing his gentle paws on her slender shoulders. "I'm sorry Nikki-" he began to say, but stopped as she went into another fit.
"Why are you sorry? You didn't do it!" the Neko wept, laying down on her back.
"Listen Nikki... I don't have much right now... but I will buy you a new violin. There is a nice place in town that sells them just like that one." He whispered promisingly into her ear.
"Kyle, you don't have to-" she cried, curling up around the shattered mess.
"I will. I promise. I quit my day-job over at the Pizza Hut... but I can always get a paper route!" he assured her, though he had actually been fired by the new manager, as that jerk would no longer hire underage.
He brought her up to eye level, and into a soothing kiss, calming her down while he took her smashed fiddle.
"I'm sorry that this happened, Nikki," Kyle whispered into her ear, causing her crying to let up.
"Oh, Of all the rotten things someone could do... they had to do it to Nikki!" Zach Eighly said angrily, shaking his fist outward with one hand, and patting Nikki softly on the back with the other. He was too angry at society to care that he was pink in public.
Kyle hoisted Nikki in his arms, cradling her with much care. "I just remembered something that you will like..." he whispered very, very softly into her fuzzy ear as he walked back to his house.
Once the three of them were home, Kyle waited until his parents had sat down, and Aaron had left. He took Nikki upstairs into his room.
Nikki was anxious, and rather nervous at Kyle's tone, as if he was going to show her his Frankenstein experiment.
Kyle smiled wickedly, reaching into his desk drawer and retrieving a single sewing needle on of a little tin kit. "Raj was always taking classes on acupuncture therapy..." he said aloud, looking down at the nervous kitty girl.
"Kyle, this is going to hurt. Don't do it!" she whimpered, always having had a fear of needles.
"Just bear with me, his is really neat." Kyle continued, signaling for Nikki to roll over on her belly. She did so, giving Kyle her trust.
"This is something that Raj taught me, I don't know if it works... I hope so..." he muttered, lifting up the back of Nikki's blouse and inspecting her spine.
"I'm your guinea pig, Kyle..." Nikki said, forcing a smile.
The panther counted down three spinal segments, running his finger over the ball of the third, and pinching the skin around it. Nikki winced, tightening her back muscles.
"Relax..." Kyle said softly, carefully pricking the clean needle in between the pinched flesh.
Nikki spasmed, then arched her back, moaning through her teeth. Kyle smiled in satisfaction as he hit her pleasure nerve with the needle, causing her to have an orgasm on his bed.
"Ooh! How did you do that?" the Neko panted, thrusting her waist onto the bed and arching her little back even more.
"Something that Raj showed me about a month before he left... I'm surprised I did it right..." he replied, looking down and Nikki's wet panties.
"Can you do it again?" the Neko asked, her body still shaking violently.
"No. Too much pleasure at once can stunt oxygen to the brain and..." Kyle said at length, "Kill you."
Nikki blushed. "Wow... my back must be like a playground for a massage..." she said cutely, putting her finger to her lips and arching her slender figure.
Kyle took the invitation, and began to skillfully knead and fold at her skin, caressing around the edges of her slim shoulders, making then spike upward in her pleasure.
"Feel good...?" he asked the Neko, whose tongue was hanging out of her mouth.
"Oh yeah... real good..." Nikki moaned, actually turning over to let Kyle work at her thin stomach and chest, which were now exposed behind her open blouse.
The Neko looked up at the panther, her big green eyes sparkling. "I'd like to meet Raj... he sounds like a real... oooh, yeah... gentleman," Nikki moaned, arching her back at his amateur touch.
"He really is. You have to meet him whe- if he gets back." The blue panther said, unsheathing his right index claw and running it carefully around Nikki's erect nipple.
"Kyle!" Mrs. Eighly called from downstairs, and she sounded irritated. "I've asked you five times to take out the trash! You going deaf?"
"Coming mother..." he groaned, picking up Nikki's dazed face and kissing the sweet little Neko on the lips before limping down the stairs.
"What are you doing up there? I don't hear any loud music..." Zach Eighly asked his son, who was hiding his blushing face behind the bag of trash which he now held.
"Nothing, just talking..." he said quickly, dragging he bag of filth out the back door and into the fluffy grass of his back yard. The panther limped past the apple tree, and over to the edge of the fence, where the garbage bins stood. Kyle lifted the lid, tossing the trash into its smelly depths, then turning back for the back door. He giggled a little every time he looked at the maimed door to the shed.
Once he was back inside, he saw Nikki sitting on the couch, her expression solemn and content. Kyle promptly lay down next to her, their forms once again curling together in a mass of purring warmth.
Mr. And Mrs. Eighly smiled at each other. "I think they'll be out for a while." Said Zach, running his unnaturally pink paw over his son's curving back.
"Did you still want to go over to the Barnyard Ropes with me?" asked Fiona, referring to a luxurious restaurant in Glen Rock, marked by a statue of a human girl on a swing.
"Yes, of course. Second honeymoon?" he teased, tickling her chin.
"Not quite Zachy... not quite..." Mrs. Eighly replied, kissing him and running her hand through his pink hair.
"What about my fur?" Zach asked, looking once more at his hands.
"I think you look pretty handsome, myself." Fiona whispered back. The husband and wife, hand in hand, walked out the door and closed it very quietly.
Kyle and Nikki slept on the couch for a good hour or so, mostly just enjoying each other's warmth. The panther opened his eyes first, carefully sitting up and looking around the room.
"Mom? Dad?" he blurted, now completely upright now with purring in his lap.
Nikki's eyes finally popped open, and she yawned and stretched. "Ahh... were we sleeping?" she asked, standing up on the couch and kissing Kyle.
The panther's eyes shot full wide in surprise as the Neko danced with his tongue in their united mouths. "Yes... my parents are gone I think...?" Kyle muttered when their faces finally separated.
"Where'd they go?" Nikki asked, perching herself on the shoulder of the couch and looking around.
"I think they went to the Barnyard... you know... that café that I always wanted to go into..." Kyle muttered, yawning his arm around Nikki.
"You want to do anything?" she asked the panther, nestling up against him.
"Define anything," he said, a devilish smile appearing on his face, which the 'innocent' little catgirl returned tenfold.
"It's up to you..." Nikki prompted, licking her lips, from which her little fangs now poked.
Kyle blushed, as he founded uncomfortable to be asking Nikki to do something. "I've kind of been... craving... er..."
"Yes?" the Neko said, her smile only growing until it took in her erect ears.
"Well... I mean if you wouldn't mind..." Kyle continued, closing his eyes and letting his facial expression tell the rest.
"A blowjob?" Nikki asked, though she already knew.
Kyle smiled sheepishly in reply. "Er... well. You're real good at it... and I-"
"Shh..." Nikki hushed, putting her finger on Kyle's lips, "Just sit back and relax..."
The panther sat back, letting himself sink into the comfy couch and purr. Nikki pulled off her white blouse, the her panties and socks, leaving her completely nude.
Kyle opened one eye just a little.
"No peaking..." Nikki chided, rubbing his chest and letting him close his eyes again. Kyle pulled his own shirt over his head, letting his Kitty's tender little hands slip of his jeans and boxers.
Nikki smiled as Kyle's cock was already bobbing slightly, anticipating her mouth's embrace. She lightly grasped his testicles with both hands, juggling them in her ten little fingers. She slid out her little sandpaper tongue, tickling the panther's rounded head with it's thin, wet plain.
"Ooh... Nikki, you're so cute..." Kyle moaned, pushing his elbows against the couch, and rubbing his furry feet on the white carpet.
Nikki smiled, closing her own eyes, and running her tiny tongue up his entire length, caressing his foreskin with her warm cheek.
Kyle was caught up in bliss, his body completely limp and trembling. He spread out all of him limbs, allowing Nikki better access. His furry feet met with the Neko's behind them, their very-different toes dancing together on the soft carpet.
"Your so good with your tongue, too. Ooh... you should try it on me..." the panther sighed, without thinking.
Nikki smiled, then winked her eye as a splash of precum squirted into it. She finally kissed the rounded spade of his head, wrapping her warm little lips around it and making him moan and purr all the louder.
"That feels sooo good! Ahhh!" Kyle almost yelled, as his cum soaked the catgirl's face and made her mew with surprise as he lapped it up.
Kyle was growling lowly, his legs shaking violently. Nikki was aroused by his state of pleasure, so she climbed him up.
She started to slowly and lovingly lick across the panther's fluffy chest, tickling him and sending a numbing and tingling rattle up his spine. Kyle was breathing heavily when he opened his eyes. Nikki's body was in a catlike pose, with her flat chest curved toward his and her cute little ass in the air.
Nikki lifted her head and gazed at Kyle with her hypnotizing eyes. "How about another one of your famous tongue-baths?" she panted, rubbing his chest with one cummy hand.
"Aww... Nikki I'm wiped out..." Kyle said, and stopped to take a breath.
"He-he." The Neko giggled, and scooted up to lick Kyle's cheek. He jumped in surprise as Nikki spread some of his own cum onto his face. "You can rest then... you know I'll just play with you while you're sleeping..." she said naughtily, laying Kyle down flat onto the carpeted floor in front of the couch.
"Ok Nikki, but be gentle..." he said, closing his eyes and steadying his heavy breath.
Nikki's teeth chattered as she scanned over his resting body. He was still purring, and just that thought made the Neko's knees go weak. She lowered herself over him, spreading her knees around his waist so that she could sit on his still-erect penis. Nikki lowered herself slowly onto him, letting her body melt over his fuzzy chest and shoulders, purring with pleasure as his broad split apart her inner walls.
"Whew... so much yiff in one day..." the catgirl groaned, gyrating her hips to jam Kyle's length farther into her.
Kyle was now hilt deep in Nikki, and he could still faintly feel her hot juice trickling down the sides of his waist. His pleasure induced his dreams, making him envision a peaceful walk in a sunlit park. The ground under him slowly melted into water, letting him sink slowly into a neck-deep pool.
A blanket of warm water comforted his normally hydrophobic body, urging him to surrender to the feeling and float on its top, only to slowly wash up onto the soft, warm sand of an empty beach. Next to him on this beach, Nikki lay purring and cooing under him arm. He lowered his face and squinted as the reflection of sun on sand assaulted his eyes, then was relieved as he drew the dream-sleeping Neko into a kiss. Then the tide came in. His body was again washed with a warm sensation, and he woke up.
"Huh... oooh..." he grunted, awake, but with his eyes still closed. Nikki moaned and giggled as Kyle came into her, still in a sort of subconscious bliss. "Where's the beach?" he whispered, moaning quietly and thrusting his waist upward. "You... wait... you did that while I was asleep?"
"I wasn't kidding when I said I would..." she whispered, lifting herself off of Kyle's knot, her pussy taking a string of jism with it.
"It was amazing... like living a dream... I don't believe I was really asleep. It was so real..." Kyle moaned, rolling on his side and letting the remains of his cum slide out of his dick and onto the carpet.
"I just love the way you move when I make you happy enough..." Nikki said dreamily, letting her juices spill out as well.
"Oh... yeah... er. Nikki?" Kyle said, sitting up looking rather dazed.
"Yeah Kyle?"
"I'm gonna take you on a date." The panther stated firmly.
"Uhn... you mean like a real date?" the Neko asked back, blushing.
"Yeah. A real one. We'll go to Dallastown and everything." Kyle finished, his voice trailing away at the last word.
"Kyle... that is so... romantic. It feels weird to hear you say it..." Nikki moaned, taking in a deep breath of calm. "Weird... but so romantic..."
"you want to go, then?" Kyle asked hopefully, his eyes still closed on his glazed over expression.
"Absolutely..." the Neko replied, opening her eyes finally, looking Kyle in his now glaring, charming eyes, and smiling.
And so... that's it for chapter nine. Keep on readin'... or don't... I won't know unless you leave a comment, eh?