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The events of Lexi and Bellany’s last meeting fell quickly into memory where they were marred into unrecognizable fantasies of what should have been. Needless to say, Lexi was having too much fun with these new ideas. The thought (and soon, with the detail of these fantasies, the feel, the smell, the taste, and every combination of the filters through which the world is viewed) of Bellany gripping her back while they kissed for real, as one or two of Lexi’s fingers drifted southward to… Lexi somewhat snapped herself out of that one. There was only so much that she could fabricate. Kissing and sex, she was not comfortable creating out of the blue.

Lexi sighed quietly and, for the thousandth time that day, tried to focus on her studies. Not, of course, that she really needed to focus on them to do well, but if she lost focus, she would fall asleep, and, chances are, Fantasy would take control and figuratively kick Lexi while she was down. At least, she took solace, the week was almost over. She was halfway done with her separation from Bellany. It was a terrible, unfortunate thing. Bellany had made clear in no uncertain terms that she would be unable to come over this weekend.

She glanced at the teacher in the front of the room. His back was to the board, so she checked her phone to see several new pieces of mail. She picked up her book, and held it vertically, obscuring the view from the front of the room. She read each piece of mail leisurely, and felt her gut drop at one message. It was very short. It had a painful point. â€Things have been bad this week.†Instantly her mind was racing. Was Bellany hurt? Was it severe? Oh! Torture, do you know no limit! Does your cruelty extend even to love? In short; totally.

Lexi closed her phone silently, and, staring at the front of the room with suddenly dead eyes, prepared to endure a hellish day of worry caused by her own imagination. It took until halfway through the day for Lexi to realize that she could text Bellany back. She asked, in not so few, and certainly not so calm, words if she was alright, and if she needed to ‘appear as the knights of old’ to save her. She did not feel any better until Bellany sent a reply. She checked the message once, twice, six times. She did not feel any better after Bellany had replied. â€I don’t want to talk about it.†The reply was a thousand times worse.

Her sixth and seventh period classes went by in a haze. Her friends noticed the change from upbeat perky-goth-ness she usually displayed, to her current dizzy blindness to everything.

â€Hey Lexi, you alright?†One of her better girlfriends asked concerned after the fourth time she head slammed her desk.

â€I’m fine. I will be fine. It’s nothing that can be helped, at any rate.†She replied in what she hoped was a coherent fashion.

â€Well, whatever’s up, don’t stay too out of it for too long.†The girl replied with a flick-flick of her skunk tail.

â€I â€" well, that’s not really up to me. But I’ll try to pull it together.†Lexi answered, head propped up on one arm, massaging her forehead as best as she could.

â€That sounds a bit ominous. Boy trouble got you down?†Lexi’s lack of chastity was a point of humor between her friends and herself.

â€If there was a point on the spectrum directly opposite boy trouble, my trouble would be that opposite point.â€

â€Girl trouble.†She responded smugly, a wanton smile playing on her muzzle. â€I must say I’m only a little bit surprised.â€

â€Whatever you say Erica.†Lexi sighed wearily, having the strange desire to punch her friend in the nose for suggesting Bellany was trouble. She dropped her head back onto her desk and dozed through her afternoon science class. She found Alisa immediately after school, who seemed as eager as Lexi herself was to be gone. They got in her car and, stereo turned off, went home.

She entered the house, and quickly entered her room, locked the door and tried not to collapse into quiet sobs. She called Bellany until she answered. Which took a surprisingly long time.

†â€" do you want!†A frantic, though quiet exclamation squeaked through the telephone, obviously not directed at Lexi, followed quickly by a gleeful and somewhat seductive, though jaded, â€Hi Lexi.â€

â€Bellany…†Was all that she managed to speak, before her worries took over. â€Are you alright? I â€" I dunno what I could do for you, but, do you need me?â€

â€Lexi…†Bellany murmured. â€I â€" things have been bad this week.†It was the only thing she could think to say, aside from, I need you more than anything.

â€Do you want Alisa and me to abduct you and take you here? Bellany, You even sound different. I â€" please, please, let me help.†Lexi sniffled.

â€It’s nothing you â€" I â€" I don’t want to talk about it.†Bellany replied with tears in her voice.

â€Bellany. I â€" really? I â€" okay. I â€" okay.†Lexi said defeated. Bellany’s word was law as far as Lexi was concerned. â€If you get into trouble, please call me. I worry so much.â€

â€Alright. I’ll keep in touch. Bye, Lexi.†Bellany said in a tone that brooked no argument. There was a distinct silence as the line went dead. Lexi put her phone away and sat on the edge of her bed. Why did she have to fall for the girl who made her feel dead inside? Why did the girl who made her feel dead inside have to be so obstinate about opening up? For things to be more difficult, Bellany would have to live halfway across the continent.

Lexi snapped out of her pity party when Alisa knocked on her door asking if she would be coming out for supper. She reluctantly left her room and was greeted with a subdued acknowledgement of her presence. Dinner went by in a haze, though Lexi vaguely remembered having to explain to Alisa why she was standing and staring blankly out the front window when she got home from Thanatos’s after Bellany had gone home. It was a delicate dance between sounding upset, sick and angry. Without using the word ‘love’ in any form. She thought she did alright, but the suspicion was heavy on her.

Immediately after dinner, she took a shower, brushed her teeth, and prepared for bed. If she could not stop thinking about Bellany, she would stop thinking entirely. Despite feeling dead inside, the obviousness of her vitality reared its head in the form of a very unwanted twinge of warmth between her thighs. Ignoring it, she conditioned herself lightly and headed into her room. She got in bed and went to sleep, however fitful and unrefreshing as it may have been.

It was past midnight when Lexi woke up, and she was feeling a bit ill. It was really hot in her room for some reason, she was sweating, even after having kicked off all of her bedding. She had a slick, minty bitter taste in her mouth, of which she refused to contemplate the origin. There was a heavy sense of foreboding settled like a coiled snake around her stomach and lungs. What bothered her most of all, was the warmth she felt working a lather between her thighs.

First, she had to deal with the heat in the room. The culprit seeming to be her space heater that was mysteriously turned on at some point during the day. The second problem was the disconcerting taste and feel in her mouth. She went to the kitchen and got a glass of water, which cut through whatever it may have been that was causing her cotton-mouthed ill content. The foreboding she could do nothing about, so she skipped that, and went directly to the last thing that was bothering her.

Lexi had no problems with her carnal needs, hold no illusions, but there were times when she wished her libido had a switch, so that on nights like this she could simply roll over and go back to sleep. This was, unfortunately not the case. She slinked back to her bedroom, the picture of cool, and slipped back into bed. Her panties and bra were lost somewhere in the sheets as she slid into the warm spot where she was previously asleep. It was a cool night, and between that and leaving her door wide open, her room was a much more bearable.

She would have loved to know what she had been dreaming that had gotten her so hot, because everything was on fire. Her fingers, which were also on fire in an interesting and wonderful side effect of her arousal, ran through the fur on her chest, running in the slight curve between her breasts. The tickling sensation on her fingertips was lovely, but the tickling sensation on her right breast was almost as good as Fantasy. Speaking of Fantasy, there was one churning away in her mind right now.

She had Bellany on her back, pinned down. Oh, if she was not worked into a desperate frenzy under Lexi’s skilled hands. The sounds she made and the tense squirming was the most arousing thing a girl could imagine, and the way her fictional fingers gripped into Lexi’s back was exquisite. She thought to herself, during this wonderful fantasy, that she simply must tell Bellany how she felt soon, else she would go crazy from not being able to do this with Bellany for real.

One hand drifted lower, while the other moved from the tight fist gripping nothing at her collarbone. She felt hot pleasure from between her legs, and let herself start to purr loudly and richly. Toes curled, eyes closed hard, claws, on the hand not currently fondling a part of her body that would react very badly to claws, extended and she got the predatory look of lust, tongue pressed tightly between her sharp, pearly teeth. Oh, if Bellany were here, the things she would do to her!

Fantasy cut back in as soon as shock left. A trembling little bunny girl, squeaking quietly, eyes clenched shut, panting hotly as Fantasy Lexi’s fingers, hidden from Real Lexi’s unfortunately third person view, worked Bellany into a sexy, eager ball of fur. There was a furious kiss, during which Bellany’s big gray eyes opened halfway, giving the most awe inspiring gaze this side of a Nobel Laureate’s imagination. Kiss broken, panting bunny, panting kitty, rhythmically moving right arm, oh, if there was better Fantasy than this, Lexi did not want to know about it.

She heard a quiet tick-tick-ticking on her window, and wondered if it was some masochistic moth, or just one of the neighborhood tomcats who, while sniffing about, found the scent of an almost recognizable smell of kitty lust. She was really so interested in knowing that she ignored the sound. Where was she? Right; panting bunny, panting kitty, a quiet, incessant tick-tick-ticking coming from the Fantasy window â€" oh, if it was a cat, she was going to scare the hell out of it. But, she would give it a few more chances. Panting, blah blah blah, Bellany groaned quietly as Lexi dragged the claws of her left hand down her perfect little breasts. She leaned close for what looked like another kiss, but nipped Bellany’s lip, working her way down her muzzle to her neck, to her collarbone. Down â€" tick-tick-tick â€" really? Just really? Lexi wanted to shout. If it didn’t work the first two times, why the hell would it work the third?

She searched with one hand for something light and hard to throw at the window, enough to scare a cat, but nowhere near enough to break glass. There was nothing within easy reach that could be used for that purpose. She did find, however, the pair of panties Bellany soaked with her arousal during her last visit. Oh, but she was ashamed of what she was doing, now. She gripped the soft cotton, V-cut underwear in her trembling hand. From here she could smell Bellany’s confused arousal more clearly than she could a week ago.

It took a lot of will power not to put the underwear over her face immediately, which she thought incredibly gross. Rather, she thought she should think it incredibly gross. Of course, she did not really care about her disgust when the touch of Bellany’s pheromones hit her like a hammer. She found herself, between keeping focus on her right hand doing much more important things than choking a pair of underwear, and enjoying the actions of her right hand, the soft, blue and white fabric was inching a bit closer.

She closed her eyes, and said a quiet ‘fuck you’ to her disgust and brought them close. Fantasy, you, madam, have just been outdone. The scent burned hot in her nose and coiled in her throat so she could practically taste the pheromone heat dripping off of Bellany from last week. Oh, but, as they say, you can not beat fresh squeezed, and she was well aware that she was not, in fact, nosing her bunny’s thighs, but a soiled piece of clothing. Disgust tried to weasel its ugly head between her nose and her palm, but found it padded with soft cotton, and decided to give up and start enjoying the party.

Fantasy was temporarily out of service, but Lexi had quite enough to work with to enjoy herself until the whatever the hell it may be decided to leave. Oh, how wonderful this felt. She was no stranger to the feeling, but tonight Lexi just needed to let herself get ecstasy and maybe enjoy sleeping in until nine-ish tomorrow morning. Perhaps eating a breakfast of grilled peaches, if she was in the mood to fire it up.

The hand that was previously searching was trying to decide if it wanted to keep grinding the cloth against her face like some chloroform rag of sex, or just drape them over her eyes and help out with the tactile end of things. She ended up with a pair of small underwear draped over her muzzle, hiding her blushing cheeks, her slightly open mouth, her panting. Everything before now was just a bit of warmup. She was finally starting the main attraction now. Everything was going swimmingly, despite the dissolution of her perfect Fantasy, despite the pesky tick-tick-ticking at the window. Lexi let slip a quiet moan, no louder than a stifled whisper â€" tack-tack-tack!

If Lexi had been any closer to the edge of the bed, she would have fallen off. She went from having one finger slipped gently inside of herself, to having three fingers buried to the palm at painful angles in under a second. She did a crunch-take, sitting up fast in resemblance to the exercise she so named it for. The underwear on her face went flying to her feet, the ones lying discarded fell off the bed, to be quickly retrieved and put on. Her tail was fluffed out like a bottlebrush. Pesky cat nothing, there was a person at her window. She wrapped her now tangled sheets modestly up to her chin and grabbed the hunting knife that her parents insisted she keep in her bedside drawer for just such an occasion. She cursed them being right about it, since there was no way she could menace an invader unarmed.

She slinked low, so whoever may be tapping on the window would not see her on the off chance there was a crack in her curtain. She peeked, at a very awkward angle, around the curtain to see a figure that did not look like it would be menacing homes at one in the morning. She tipped open the fabric subtly, and saw a brown, slender forearm reaching to tap sullenly against the window once more. There was something that Lexi found odd about the situation, but recognition of arms in the dark was the last thing on her mind. In order of importance, the things on her mind were; Knife, cum, person at window, sleep.

Then, something clicked. Something clicked big time. Lexi instantly sheathed the knife, tossed it into her closet, threw open the curtain, hoped that her sheets stayed secure long enough for Bellany to get inside without exposing herself to half of the sleeping night. Then again, it might give Bellany a few ideas which â€" Fantasy, your jurisdiction ends when Bellany shows up for real. There is not going to be any â€" oh.

She was sobbing as silently as possible, and, after climbing into Lexi’s room, tackle-hugged her into the bed. There they stayed for a long while until Bellany composed herself. Oh, thank Providence, in whom Lexi did not believe, she landed on the panties. Bellany closed her eyes to stem the tears a bit, and Lexi stashed the panties where the knife once resided.

â€I â€" uh â€" uh â€" I brought those socks back.†She said lamely, as if that would be all the explanation that should be needed. She comically pulled one from each pocket, and handed them to Lexi, who promptly threw them vaguely behind herself.

â€Bellany…†Lexi started, and, rather than faltering, found herself speechless at this recklessness. â€That’s â€" why did â€" why are you here?†She asked, suddenly worried very much that she was almost naked, and that Bellany’s underwear were sitting, unwashed and crumpled with a spot of Lexi’s saliva amidst the stiffness of Bellany’s dried orgasm. Bellany’s vision was too clouded by tears to notice this worry on her face, Lexi noticed with a tense mixture of relief and worry.

â€You â€" you don’t want me here, do you?†She squeaked desperately.

â€Bellany, I absolutely want you here. I don’t like to see you crying and shaking. I don’t like to know that you’ve just walked twenty-something miles in the dark. And I certainly don’t like knowing that things were bad enough that you had to leave at seven at night. It only took three â€" four at the most â€" hours to get you like this. Bellany, you need someone to help you.â€

She made a quiet sob, bit her lower lip and tried to reply. After a moment of this, she just nodded. Lexi pressed Bellany to her shoulder and patted her back softly, shushing her as soothingly as she could in her aroused-surprised-distressed-enamored state. Oh, figurative cold shower, thy name is Bellany.

â€Come on, Bellany, shh, you’re alright now. The only thing you have to worry about now is my wandering hands.†Lexi said softly, throwing the humor in to see if she had the same instant reaction of glee as always. There was no instant emotional change, but Bellany tried to stem her tears after she had said that. Lexi brushed a hand through Bellany’s hair tenderly, until she settled on simply petting her hair and back. Finally, when Bellany had gotten to the point of simple quiet sniffles every few moments, Lexi brought her close, and wiped away the wetness on her cheeks, while brushing away a few errant strands of hair from in front of her beautiful eyes.

This is the part of the movie where you kiss, Fantasy growled gleefully from somewhere deep within her mind. This is the part of the movie where fuck you, Lexi reprimanded it. She was aware that, in any circumstance, a passerby would think they were about to kiss. There was nobody here to stop them, and there was an entire night for them to do whatever they wanted, but Lexi could not bring herself to close her lips to Bellany’s. She held the pose until her inner argument was over, and bashfully slid her hand off of Bellany’s cheek.

Lexi wanted to look away, but feared she would paint too obvious a picture for Bellany to piece together, so she kept her gaze focused on those beautiful gray eyes. She wanted Bellany to take the initiative, so she could go wide-eyed and freeze up while Bellany led them both to exactly where they wanted their relationship to go. It was just the arousal that was making her hold back, she realized, no matter how incongruous it may seem. She did not want to hurt Bellany by trying to get her own enjoyment out of things.

The silence was getting painful. Bellany was staring at Lexi’s staring, and they were both waiting for the other to make her move. Lexi’s hand slid from Bellany’s shoulder down under her arm, where it wrapped around her back and pulled her close. Bellany made a quiet sound, and buried her head in Lexi’s shoulder. Lexi wondered where the tears were, until she heard Bellany sigh with relief. Oh, there was the instant mood change. Bellany looked at Lexi with stunning eyes, and she wondered if she really could hold back from doing something drastic to this wonderful, amazing, infuriating girl.

â€What happened to you, Bellany?†Lexi asked reminiscently.

â€I don’t want to talk about it, right now.†Bellany said, still somewhere far away.

â€Oh â€" alright,†Lexi replied, taken very aback at Bellany’s coherence. â€If you ever â€" ever want to talk about it, you â€" I want to be the first person you talk to.â€

â€You care that much?†She asked, suddenly alert and serious.

â€Bellany, of course I do. You wouldn’t be here right now if you didn’t know how much I cared about you.†Oh, how difficult it was to skirt the issue. How do you tell someone you love them without telling them you love them?

â€I â€" I â€" Lexi,†Bellany stuttered, before throwing herself back into her shoulder. â€Really?†Was the only thing that could come out of her mouth.

â€Of course, dear.†You are all I think about, almost slipped from her lips. â€I worry about you so much, and if I keep thinking about you getting hurt, it might start to weigh heavy on me.â€

â€O â€" oh, o â€" okay.†She murmured, taken aback. â€Everything started about â€" … â€" †She began, and paused, seeming to look for the words. She was looking into endlessness for awhile, until she resignedly said, â€would it just be easier if you read my journal?†Bellany asked with a voice that roughly said, I want to tell you, but I do not want to tell you.

â€If that’s how you want to go about things, then that’s fine, Bellany. I didn’t know you had it with you, though.â€

â€I, uh, I dropped it outside. I was surprised when you answered.â€

â€You were surprised that I answered, even though you walked all night to come see me?†Lexi asked, getting up, leaving the sheets on the bed, opening her window and leaning out to grab the innocuous black book from the ground.

â€I really just stopped here, so that when you didn’t answer, I could â€" †After that, her voice cut to a quiet murmur that, no matter how close Lexi may have been, she would never have heard her.

â€What was the last part?†Lexi asked, closing her window and slipping under her blankets. â€Oh, and for the record, ba â€" Bellany â€" the rules are the same as our first night. The sheets may not be freshly washed, but I would appreciate not having your road soiled clothes under the covers.â€

â€I â€" I didn’t say anything after ‘answer’.†Bellany lied, getting off the bed and stripping down to her far more enticing underwear than the ones currently in Lexi’s possession.

â€Okay,†Lexi said to humor Bellany, as she switched on her bedside lamp and opened the first page of the book. There was clear, legible handwriting that outlined ‘the first time it had ever happened’. She looked at the inside cover, and saw little stains where tears had fallen.

â€That’s just a record of when that happened. I think I was six.â€

â€It doesn’t say who does it, Bellany.†Lexi said, flipping pages slowly. Each page had several entries, most of which were just a few sentences long.

â€I â€" yeah. I â€" I don’t really like to talk about him, or mention his name, really.â€

â€It can’t be your father, can it?†Lexi asked, â€he put on such a nice face.â€

â€No. It’s … my mom’s brother.†Bellany said with a sudden loss of eagerness to talk about this.

â€How is he in a position to hurt you?â€

â€He’s a deadbeat loser, worthless excuse for a man, who has had to be taken in under the kindness of my parents, despite all of his obvious flaws that a sane person would drop like a burning grenade!†Bellany growled furiously. Lexi wrapped one hand around her, calming her down a bit.

â€Bellany, I’m so sorry for you.†She murmured, feeling herself drawing closer as if from a desperate magnetism.

â€He’s â€" he’s a monster.†Bellany whispered, suddenly lost to all of her previous charisma. â€It’s all surveillance and violence and mo â€"†she stopped short.

â€You better not have said what I think you were just about to say.†Lexi said, raging, now. She flipped a page, it seemed that this was not long after Bellany had turned ten. She read the first entry on the page, which outlined the desperate feelings she had when first he grabbed her by the hair and felt her up.

â€Bellany, this is absolutely unforgivable. This is worthy of death. This â€" this is â€" this is vile.â€

â€I â€" I know. It’s more than I can take, sometimes.†She whimpered, throwing herself into Lexi and starting to cry again into her shoulder.

â€You should never take this, whether or not you can. Bellany, you have to call the police. Or at least tell your parents … You â€" you â€" … †here her voice dropped from her. She felt hot tears pooling in her eyes, and, as she gripped Bellany close, she heard herself sniffle once or twice. There was no more talking for a long time. They stayed cuddled close and wishing that all of the other’s problems would just disappear.

It was maybe two by the time Bellany had exhausted her tears. She dried her eyes and looked at Lexi who, staring at Bellany with eyes just as red as her own, was looking with a peaceful look at her.

â€You really do care, don’t you?†Bellany asked quietly.

â€Yes, Bellany, I really do care.†Lexi replied, gripping Bellany tight and pressing their bodies close. There was a quiet inhalation on Bellany’s part. Almost an overwhelmed sound, as their faces drew close and their chests touched.

â€You don’t need to read any further than where you were. Things are the same throughout.†Besides, she thought, you are not allowed to see the page after next, where I outline the wonderful, perfect meeting with a wonderful, perfect girl.

â€Oh, oh my god.†Lexi murmured, flipping pages quickly and seeing the book almost filled with entries. â€Bellany, what happened tonight that made you run to me?â€

â€I â€" you had to bring that up?†She asked sadly. â€It’s been really, particularly bad this week, like I’ve said.†She began. â€I ache all over, just every part of me hurts. I was thrown into probably every wall in my house once or twice by Tuesday.†She paused when she saw the fire in Lexi’s eyes and hugged her, whispering that she was actually alright, and that she could handle everything now. â€He stopped trying to kill me around Wednesday, and seemed to leave me alone until tonight.

â€However, I was getting out of the shower, and didn’t notice him.†She paused and quivered a little, now holding Lexi for support. â€Having left me alone for a few days, I should really have realized he was just saving up â€" Oh, at this point in the story, you should know that my parents are gone on business until next weekend â€" so he slams me into the wall â€" he slams me into the wall and â€" †Bellany stopped and hugged Lexi again for support, staying curled close against her. †â€" And he just came close and started to rub my side. He made this disgusting sound and grabbed my butt hard. He â€" he slid his hand in my jeans, ‘cause I have to dress in the bathroom to avoid this happening.

â€He just started to â€" fucking â€" just grind against my crotch and â€" he told me â€" all of the things he was going to do to me. I couldn’t let him do that, though, so I kicked him to the floor and just â€" oh â€" †She whimpered, gripping Lexi with tired fingers, pressed back into her shoulder and letting tears fall again. She wanted Lexi not to tell her that she was alright now, but that she loved her. She needed that far more than she needed untrue reassurances.

There was nothing Lexi could say. She held Bellany close, and petted her head and back. She stayed strong and did not cry, even though she wanted to. The only thing she could think to do was rest her head against Bellany’s, and hold one of her hands. Bellany gripped hers with furious strength and sobbed desperately against her. There was a moment, when their heads connected and her hand gripped Bellany’s, that Lexi herself almost stopped sniffling.

Lexi was shocked when Bellany stopped crying. It was like they were just running through every potential problem they could have later on with a bit of sobbing and indignation. She wanted to kiss Bellany forever, now more than ever, but she refrained, for a reason she could not fathom.

â€You said you were sore all over,†Lexi whispered, hoping that things would progress into a clichéd happy ending, if she offered to massage this dejected little dream. â€Do you want me to rub your back and see if you feel better?â€

Bellany did not answer for a moment, but she lifted her head and smiled her smile that said ‘you’re a pervert’, and murmured, â€Would you?†Rolling onto her back and looking at Lexi with pleading eyes that ordered, more than begged.

â€Of course I will, dear.†Lexi said, trying to hide the glint in her eyes caused by her previous Fantasy about Bellany. She kneeled over the slim, soft body of Bellany, and grabbed her ankle in both of her hands. She kneaded her way up one leg and then the other. She kneaded up Bellany’s firm thighs and tried to stop staring between her legs, but found that the more she avoided her gaze, the more she stared.

She ran her fingers slowly up, kneading into Bellany’s toned, wonderful butt. Lexi had never really been interested in butts until she had first felt Bellany’s, but, oh if hers was not the best. She lost herself, thinking about all the things she wanted to do to Bellany, and realized, several minutes into these thoughts that she was unbelievably aroused again, and that she had been really gripping Bellany’s backside the whole time.

â€I think I’m thoroughly massaged there.†She murmured, nowhere near angry, but maybe not happy that she was not getting attention anywhere else.

â€I â€" oh â€" … yeah.†Lexi said suddenly nervous.. â€Sorry.â€

â€Don’t be sorry.†Bellany murmured, and, after a short pause, quickly amended. â€Any touch is better than the one I got earlier tonight.†Lexi was unsure if that was a hasty defense against her possible admission of attraction, or if it was jab at her skills as a masseuse, or what. Caught off guard by the very ambiguous comment, she slid slowly up to Bellany’s back.

The sensitivity in her fingers was back again, and each innumerable strand of Bellany’s fur tickled her hands and made her smile dumbly. She traced patterns with heavy hands against Bellany, and listened to her sigh languorously. There were spots that did seem to give Bellany pain, made obvious by the quiet sounds she made when Lexi traced her hands over them.

Bellany subtly slid her hands underneath herself, and, as soon as Lexi had moved from kneading too close to her slit for safety, traced her hands delicately downward. Sure, she was absolutely mortified and disgusted that this was the only thing she wanted to do, so soon after being almost raped, but the heat that welled up in her lower abdomen and settled between her legs begged attention. Oh, how wonderful the feeling of Lexi’s fingers was against her, while her own fingers massaged with a completely different goal in mind. There was no way that, if Lexi â€" when Lexi began to stare at her again, Bellany would be able to hide her fingers’ little duty from her.

Lexi looked down to see Bellany’s fingers tracing a distinct line against her slit. Oh, she thought, I guess I’m not the only one who’s hot tonight, then. She traced idly up to Bellany’s neck, and, kneading gently, traced up her scalp, which got a quiet sigh. At least, Lexi thought it was her fingers that got the sigh, and not Bellany’s own hands. She massaged her scalp and worked through her thick, wonderful hair to Bellany’s long wonderful ears where she traced them and worked them gently. This time, she knew the quiet sigh was from her own fingers, as Bellany’s had stopped dancing across her own pretty little cunny, and were now idle, resting against the mattress and twitching occasionally, when Lexi really hit a spot that she liked.

She slid her hands back down Bellany’s ears, and worked her way back through Bellany’s scalp, which she liked just as much as the first time. She skipped Bellany’s back, and grabbed Bellany’s incapacitated hands, which made her squeak in nervous surprise. Lexi grinned lasciviously at Bellany, who immediately lost her fear.

â€Enjoying yourself?†She asked, tracing each of the offending fingers with her own, watching them twitch in enjoyment. She tickled the inside of each of Bellany’s thighs, and when she squeaked quietly, Lexi decided that maybe she should stop doing that.

â€I â€" I â€" †Bellany started, fishing for the words to say ‘you must do that for me’.

Lexi pressed her finger to Bellany’s lips, both of them feeling a hot shock in their chests, â€It’s alright. You don’t have to explain anything. You also don’t have to stop, on my account.†She added sultrily, releasing Bellany’s fingers.

Bellany stuttered a few more times, lips pressed against Lexi’s index finger that had a hot pheromone hit every time she inhaled. Lexi forgot that she was pressing against Bellany with the finger she had previously been slipping inside of herself and rubbing lazily against her treasure. That realization hit her as soon as she saw the half-lidded, lusty-eyed gaze. The way Bellany’s tail was arched made it obvious that she wanted Lexi to do it for her. And as much as Lexi wanted to do it for her, she was much too afraid of letting her own wants get ahead of Bellany’s and just ending up making a huge mess of everything.

She removed her hand from in front of Bellany, and leaned in close. Lexi hoped that this whole little mess would sort itself out when she stopped half-tasting and smelling the pheromones practically dripping off of that hand. She cuddled up against Bellany’s back, and pressed her nose to Bellany’s neck. She heard a quiet squeak and felt Bellany’s tail raise just the slightest bit, along with her hips.

Lexi hugged Bellany, weighing her down to the bed, and whispered that she was kidding, into her very proximal ear. Bellany said that she was well aware of that, and rolled over underneath her. They were face to face, and Fantasy was trying to rear its ugly, oh so truthful head again. You know, the longer the kiss holds off in the movies, the hotter it always turns out to be. Lexi cursed the truth in Fantasy’s statement, smiled a winning smile at Bellany, and rolled them over as a joke.

Bellany was obviously not used being on top in this situation. She smiled back at Lexi, and they both felt themselves drawing into something Lexi feared she was really not ready for. She mewled quietly and wondered how they had gotten off the topic of her abuse. That was a lot safer for Lexi, and it was a lot less romantic than calling Bellany out on her obvious masturbation. She was sure that as little as she wanted Bellany to be crying again, was about as much as she wanted not to be held close by this bunny who was probably just as aroused as Lexi was now.

â€You know, you’re really light.†Lexi said in passing, hoping to strike a conversation again, to get them both to stop staring into each other’s eyes. She watched Bellany puzzle that over for a moment, until she drew back a bit to speak.

â€What do you mean by that?†She squeaked, unsure of herself.

â€I â€" I just mean that you have a very pleasant presence while pressed against me?â€

â€You don’t sound so sure of that.†Bellany said self-consciously.

â€Why would I not be sure of that? You are pickup-able and soft, and oh so easy to sling around as was just illustrated. All around a pleasant weight and mass.â€

â€You think I’m too skinny, don’t you?†she asked, eyeing herself up from on top of Lexi. There was a distinctive size difference. Lexi was just more dense. Being a predator, and a girl who loved exercise, she was packed firm with slender, trim muscle. Bellany was thin by metabolism and diet. Two things for which bunnies were famous.

â€I â€" no, I like skinny. Skinny is awesome. I’m skinny, you’re skinny, Thanatos is skinny. Alisa’s the only person in the collective little pack who has any kind of curve to her.â€

â€Most girls would kill to â€" mmphf†Bellany said, and fell into shock.

Lexi, drawing back her lips from Bellany’s with a hot blush burning red in her ears, and a hot moisture on her lips, murmured, â€Bellany â€" Ba â€" Bellany, you’re making things too complicated. I love your body. Simply perfect. If there was a bunny cuter, she must be working the runway somewhere, because you†she paused, â€are,†she paused again, â€perfect.â€

â€I â€" I â€" I,†she started, and stopped for a moment. She could not figure out what she wanted to say. So, rather than say it, she tried it herself. She stared at Lexi with half-lidded eyes, and licked her lips once, rather nervously. She then, with a force Bellany immediately found to be a little excessive, kissed Lexi hard on the mouth. She opened her lips, and worked them against Lexi, cooing and quietly squeaking into Lexi’s mouth. She broke apart for a moment, and passionately and desperately whimpered in her ear, â€You’re making things too complicated.†And promptly sealed Lexi’s lips with the same regretful force.

Lexi the Shocked? Lexi the Paralyzed? Lexi the Immobile? Meet Bellany the Bold. If there was a way to be more flabbergasted, Lexi had no desire to know how to get there. Her hands were immediately down by her sides, tensed half-open, and her entire body went rigid. She mewed questioningly into Bellany’s furiously gyrating lips. Oh, but she was a bad kisser. Then again, the electricity running straight through Lexi begged to argue that the hot feeling of her face being pressed straight into the mattress was a good thing.

Lexi slowly melted, in a manner of cliché, and slowly brought her hands back up to rest at Bellany’s sides. She brought one hand to Bellany’s chest, and pressed her back, enough to relieve the force pressing against her nose, and bring the kiss back to tolerable levels of comfort. Oh, but Lexi was a fantastic kisser. She brought this talent to bear on Bellany, who promptly went ragdoll in Lexi’s arms, rolling them both onto their sides, just begging Lexi to roll them the last quarter of turn and put her on top, holding Bellany down. She did, and did not regret it immediately.

She pressed her palms into the bed, and got into a very lewd position. Butt in the air, chest close to Bellany, lips colliding, obvious tongue work. Oh, if this was not getting out of hand. Lexi put more weight on her right hand (dead-set on not making the mistake of enticing her with the right hand until she washed up), and brushed her hand along Bellany’s cheek, cradled the back of her head, and picking her up into a supported crunch, making it easier for Lexi to kiss her, and making Bellany have the sudden urge to let her hands wander.

The way Lexi’s mouth moved slowly against Bellany’s was so passionately forceful, it made Love turn a bashful eye at being shown up. The way Lexi’s tongue teased Bellany’s made Lust turn a flustered gaze at being outdone. The way they both cooed against each other, Bellany gently raising her hips, Lexi moving her whole body, made both parties get a little upset and suggest that maybe these two were overdoing things a bit, and that they were going to wear their lips off, if they did not ease back.

They did not ease back. Lexi’s hands knotted in Bellany’s hair, while Bellany swooned at the power play. Bellany gripped Lexi’s sides and moved clumsily against her, holding back whimpers and squeaks she thought might sound troubled, in effort to keep Lexi from stopping. The way Lexi was kissing, however, made it clear that no sound would stop her. There was something that would stop Lexi, even if it was not sound.

Lexi’s eyes, almost closed one moment earlier, went immediately wide with shock. She pulled away from Bellany as if electrocuted, and stared down. She saw the heel of Bellany’s hand on her very erect, very sensitive nipple. She had been working her way slowly downward. Oh, how Lexi wanted to make some excuse, ‘Oh, I’m ticklish,’ she would say, and they would keep going, and Bellany would slide her soft, oh by god-and-hell-and-fairytale if her hand was not soft, hand further, and they could pretend that this whole thing was just a bit of a kink in the plans. Her palms were hot and had a tacky bit of perspiration, making the effort of dragging against Lexi’s skin a very sensation-filled action.

â€I â€" †Bellany started.

Lexi shushed her with an urgent finger. â€Bellany,†Lexi started, stopped to fish for words for only a moment and began, â€that’s really not somewhere I’m ready to go with you right now.â€

â€Right now?†Bellany asked lustily, â€meaning?â€

â€Meaning, you were trying to stuff your hand into my pants. I understand that you may have gotten carried away, but I’m going to have to put my foot down. I really, really â€" I â€" uh,†Love you! She almost screamed, but bit back her words hard, managing not to cut her tongue. â€I really don’t think either of us are thinking straight right now, and that, maybe the next time you come over, or, or, or whatever, if you want to try again, I’d be more willing, but… but… Bellany, I don’t just want to be your first in retaliation against your uncle. I want you to want me for real, if you do.â€

Bellany was still lusty-eyed and her hand was still on Lexi’s breast. Well, it was on Lexi’s breast until a small, shaky hand gripped her own and put it down by her side. â€I â€" I’m sorry.†She started, wondering if reverse psychology would get her anywhere. â€I just really needed someone to make me feel cared for. Loved.†She murmured, avoiding Lexi’s gaze and hoping she looked contrite enough. â€I thought that, since you cared about me so much, you would be willing to â€" to â€" you know. Really show me that you cared.â€

That stung, Bellany. That was below the belt if ever a shot was. â€Bellany, I â€" †Lexi started, and felt her voice try to give out. Really? Is that what she thought was happening? â€It’s â€" no â€" it’s not like that, Bellany. I do care. If you had showed up three hours earlier, you have no idea the kind of caring you would get. I just â€" just don’t think I can do that to you right now, without feeling like I’m taking advantage of you. Please, please understand dear, I do care. I care more than anyone in the world ever will care, but, please understand that I can’t do that for you now.â€

â€Why not?†Bellany pouted. Oh, if that was not the face to launch a thousand â€" a million â€" every ship ever built, then there never was.

â€Because.†Lexi said, suddenly blushing. â€Well, when you were tick-tick-ticking away on my window, I was in the middle of… pleasuring myself. And, and the only thing I could think when I saw you there was, ‘Oh but if I’m not going to fuck Bellany until she can’t ever walk out of this room without me, because my arm will be buried so deep inside of her.’ If… a little less wordily. But you were crying, and then the only thing I could think was, ‘Oh, but if I’m not a whore for thinking that last thing.’

â€Then, we got to talking and you said â€" you know â€" with the almost rape. And I could only think, ‘I want you to feel good.’ So I massaged you, which obviously made you feel good. And now all I can think is ‘Oh, but if I’m not a whore for thinking that last thing.’ And, if there’s anything I don’t want to do, it’s pressure you into doing something with me, that you may not really be ready for. I know, you want to, but I don’t want to hurt you by trying to help you â€" †Bellany quieted her with a finger.

â€Lexi, you don’t have to keep going on about it. I’m not mad. I just thought I may have caught you off guard enough to make you feel as good as you did me last time we were together. You said that those were huge boundaries … and … I’m â€" … I’m glad we crossed them.†She murmured. And then, quietly, so quietly Lexi thought she had misheard, â€together.†Lexi felt her arms try to give out under her from the force of that shock, but she managed to keep herself upright.

Lexi leaned close and whispered back, â€Me too.†And sealed any response Bellany may have with a soft kiss. This was the kiss that could melt steel. The last one was one for the lust, the first one was for the shock. This was for the heart, and it said so much more in the first moment their lips connected than all of the words Lexi had said tonight. She lowered herself from all fours to resting on Bellany’s body, hands cradling her head, arms wrapped behind Bellany’s back, keeping her close with her forearms as well as her hands.

Their lips moved against the other’s slowly and with friction that promised a thousand more â€" a million more â€" as many as they could fit into their lives, if they were willing to work with it. Lexi mewled hotly against Bellany, and wrapped one thigh over the sweet little bunny girl, while her fingers softly kneaded Bellany’s scalp, and her lips parted gently to allow their tongues to rasp against one another’s. Eyes that were open closed, and eyes that were closed opened. Lexi mewled pathetically, whispering all of the ‘I love you’s that ever existed. Bellany soon was making the same sounds. The longer they kissed, the closer they got. Bellany soon had her arms wrapped around Lexi, in much the same manner Lexi’s arms were wrapped around Bellany.

The sensation was overwhelming. The heat from where their bodies had previously been on the bed, the heat from each other. The strong, pheromone smells practically oozing from their pores. The soft tickle of Lexi’s long, thick, luxurious fur on Bellany’s breasts, and the gentle prod of Bellany’s short, also thick and luxurious fur on Lexi’s. The feel of hot breezes as each of them panted through their noses, trying never to break this kiss. Each of them were gripping weakly the other’s head, and they were too overwhelmed to do much more moving than they currently were.

Bellany gave out first, a soft tug at Lexi’s hair gave signal, and, as they broke panting, muzzles wet from the messiness caused by the difference of shape, they stared passionately at each other, both trying to hold out until the other caught her breath to make the next move.

This time, the angle of attack was quite different. Lexi felt Bellany pull her close, and she felt fingers entwine her own on one hand, the other went back to cradle her head. There were no words for what she felt, as those hot, satin lips pressed against her own. She groaned into Bellany’s mouth when their tongue tips made contact. She quivered a bit, and hugged Bellany close with her free hand. She felt electricity, she tasted affection, and she heard nothing but the sounds of their impassioned gasping, the quiet snick sounds of their lips breaking, and the nervous, quiet noises of approval that they were both making.

And, as suddenly as it began, it was over. She felt a quickly cooling moisture on her muzzle, and a distinct tiredness of the muscles she never really had worked out before trying to rest. She felt the electric tingle of Bellany’s fur, and then it was gone. She gasped, and hoped everything that had just happened was not a dream. She felt around as gently as she could and felt Bellany’s heaving frame right next to her. She slid over to her and cuddled softly into her shoulder, spooning her quite wonderfully, and with a bit of contortion on her part, managed get the blankets up over the both of them.

â€Lexi,†Bellany asked, love drunk and bleary-eyed, â€that â€" that wasn’t a boundary you weren’t willing to cross, like last week, was it?†She asked, genuine disappointment hinting at the very edge of her voice.

â€Absolutely not.†She whispered reassuringly into Bellany’s long, wonderful ear, running her finger over and over that warm, floppy body. â€Boundaries are â€" I don’t think there will be much of an issue with boundaries anymore.†She said, a bit of wonderment creeping into her voice.

â€That’s good.†Bellany murmured, â€I don’t think I would be able to have that feeling tonight, and have it snatched away from me in the morning.â€

â€Neither could I, Bellany. Now, it’s late, it’s probably going to be daybreak in a few hours, and we really must sleep.â€

â€I â€" oh â€" alright.†Bellany said, wondering if the L-word was appropriate. She felt Lexi’s frame start to quiver again, and looked back at her with some difficulty. â€What?†She prompted.

â€I think I’m laughing about the absurdity of our relationship. I dunno. It just hit me.†Lexi said with mirth. â€We can talk later, go to sleep, love.â€

â€Good night.†Bellany whispered in a voice that asked if there was maybe a loophole to this.

â€Good morning.†Lexi replied in a voice that said there was absolutely not.

As suddenly as their kiss had ended last night, the morning was on them. She woke up practically at dawn, a phenomenon she had found happened when she was with friends. That had never happened with Bellany, though. She opened her eyes slowly, and felt a sense of barely contained ecstasy. She wondered what it was, until, moments later, when she touched the mussed fur on her lips, she remembered what had happened only a few hours ago. The part of her that wanted to wake Bellany with a kiss that was more lewd than even last night’s was growing by the second, until she looked at the clock.

She tiptoed out of her room, letting Bellany sleep soundly and with a very pleased face displayed. She saw Alisa in the kitchen, and wondered what had her up at six in the morning on a Saturday. She was about to ask her, when she turned from whatever it was she may have been doing, to accost Lexi in a very worrisome manner.

â€Who the hell were you talking to last night?†Alisa asked with a glint in her eye that held no purity.

â€I â€" ah â€" â€

â€Don’t remember?â€

â€I remember, I just â€" ah â€" â€Lexi had no idea what to say. I was talking to â€" no. Well, you see, Bellany was in the neighborhood and â€" no. So, this crazy bunny girl shows up â€" absolutely not.

â€Not going to tell me? Should I maybe pop in your room and see if they’re still here?â€

â€Absolutely not.†Lexi growled, a tone that just begged Alisa to argue.

â€Well, miss kitty wants to let the tired mystery sleep.â€

â€Yes. And more importantly, what matter is it to you?†If there was a way out of this, she would find it. A bad liar she may be, a good negotiator she most certainly was.

â€It matters to me, because I want to know what had you keeping me up until, oh, three or four?†She grinned evil. â€Just this quiet murmuring on the edge of my perception. Making the funniest sound you ever heard.â€

â€You sure you just weren’t cum drunk at three or four? I mean, it’s distinctly possible. All the nights you’ve kept me awake. Mewling into your pillow. Thick walls we may have, thick doors we do not.â€

â€Oh, Lexi’s going to turn this around on me? I think the control needs to be reigned back in. I’m going to go wake up your sweet little bunny â€" oh.†The ‘oh’ was the strong wrist twist that Alisa was put in to shut her up.

â€If you wake her up, I’ll â€" and as clichéd, and perhaps as crazy as this sounds â€" I’ll put you to sleep. Dear, how often do I fuck with you and Thanatos?â€

Alisa sighed and a resigned mew came with it. â€You’re comparing you two to â€" oh, but if I didn’t miss something last night?†Alisa cooed evil again, twisting out of the grip and into two more. She tossed a glance behind her back that asked politely for freedom.

â€I’ll kindly thank you to stop Fantasy right there.†Lexi said, giving Alisa a glance that denied the request.

â€You can’t stop it, dear. But I must say, that would be a show to pay for. Two sexy little girls, ‘Oh, how I love you,’ ‘I love you too,’ Omnomnomnom face. Followed soon by omnomnom not-face.â€

â€There was absolutely no not-face nomming. I told her that was going to far with things.â€

â€Lexi the Fiend? Unable to take the physical and proverbial heat? Well, the earth beneath us must have shaken.â€

â€What’s wrong with you this morning? Are you just asking to fight?†Lexi asked, having not seen her sister like this for a long time. â€But if you must know, it was to stop Bellany from trying to make a mistake.â€

â€It has been a long time since we wrestled, dearest. And it’s getting that time of year when we start having to fight for dominance.†Lexi’s ears dropped a bit. Nothing says a fun time like a constant fight between herself, Alisa and her mother, trying for the spot of preferred female. Of course, their dad was a needlessly horny monster at this time, and nobody really got much sleep between the ‘occasional’ roar, and the loud, loud mewling. Or, if one preferred, a constant bitchfest among all of the feline girls in high school â€So, Bellany was getting handsy, and you were the good, prudish little predator and didn’t even touch her? Perish the thought. I like my version better.â€

â€Okay, Alisa, we’ll give you the abridged version.†Lexi muttered, hoping for the end to come soon. The important details, the kiss, the kiss, the kiss, the rape, the needlessly deep conversation after the kiss, and between the kisses. The journal, the whole uncle thing. â€Happy now?†She growled, patience obviously running out.

â€Well, not about the rape thing, but otherwise, I think I have plenty of information. Wanna wrestle?â€

â€Absolutely not. I got, by your estimate, three hours’ sleep, and I don’t have the energy. Kick the kitty while she’s down, why don’t you?†That appeared to be the plan, as a leg slid between Lexi’s, and she and her sister were both suddenly on the ground. Alisa always forgot around this time of year, that Lexi really liked the ground-fighting classes they had all taken when they were younger, and occasionally did it with Thanatos or Lucien, if they were not tired from their other exercise.

This was important to remember, because as soon as Alisa had poor Lexi in mount, there were two legs wrapped tight around her throat.

â€Shit.†Alisa muttered as she fell back, Lexi locking her legs to the floor, and her own around Alisa’s neck. She tapped meekly, and, as typical for any overplayed villain, growled, â€It’s not over! It’s never over!â€

â€Of course not, dear. But, it’s over for now, and I don’t even want that water I came out here to get, so would you kindly fuck off?â€

â€Do I get to think about â€"â€

â€Absolutely not!†Lexi growled, cutting her off before she got to, ‘ You and Bellany’.

â€Damn it. I probably will, anyway. Or, better yet, I’ll call Thanatos, and make him fantasize about you two.â€

â€Just, stop talking,†Lexi murmured, walking toward her bedroom door, opening it, to see Bellany reclining sinfully, one leg stretched straight out, the other bent, propping up the blankets. She was on her side, breasts â€" actually, when did she lose the bra last night, anyway? â€" pressed far forward, trim stomach in just the right light to show off her not-really-maintained abs. Oh, Lexi thought, fuck.

â€Um, hi â€"†Lexi started, wanting to say something else, but lost for words. Sure, she had been admiring Bellany since she had met her, but, wow, she had never been displaying it. â€And here I just had this big fight with Alisa about not fantasizing about you.â€

â€Big fight? All I heard was a few angry whispers.†Bellany said, confused.

â€Oh, um, yeah. Well, Alisa and I are pretty well-trained fighters, so, our fights are very intense, short, and quiet. Million dollar fights, they may be, but not terribly interesting.â€

â€Oh,†Bellany said in a manner that made clear her understanding. â€You’ll think I’m terrible for this, but, that sounds like something I really want to see.â€

â€Maybe I should just send you into Alisa’s room and see what happens from there?†Lexi mused out loud.

â€I just want to see the power struggle. I kind of like it. Not that you’ve noticed, or anything.†She murmured with lots of pauses, growing more bashful and blushing harder with every word.

â€How about this then, I’ll make sure that Thanatos comes over next weekend, and you’ll have all the lewd, grinding, power struggle you can ask for.â€

â€What does he have to do with it?â€

â€He and I are the best fighters. It’ll be a real show if it’ll be any.†Oh, how Bellany wanted to see that, now. She imagined only the smallest bit of that, and stopped, not wanting to push Fantasy into making Lexi feel uncomfortable, if she said she did not want to do anything sexual. It was hard, knowing how much they both wanted each other, to refrain. Refrain over, Bellany thought, as Lexi moved to the edge of the bed, got down on her knees, and kissed Bellany fondly.

For some reason, Lexi pictured Alisa peeking in and seeing this. Oh, for a straight girl, she could be a total whore for girls sometimes. She cared very little about Alisa right now, and was much more interested in Bellany’s mouth. There was a hand on her shoulder, and then there was a hand on Bellany’s. Oh, kiss number four, and they were just getting more magical.

Reluctantly, Lexi drew back from the kiss, eyes suddenly glassy, mouth suddenly dry. Magical was a good word. Powerful while you had it, and immediately withering as soon as you lost it. â€You know, for walking for five hours, and staying up late with me, you sure have a lot of energy. Or are you just doing your species proud?â€

â€I â€" â€Bellany started, and thought if she really wanted to say this. â€I’ve got all the energy it takes to keep up with you.â€

â€Aww,†Lexi whispered. â€That’s so sweet, Bellany.†She drew in for another kiss, though it stayed short this time. â€Since you’re up, do you want to shower first, or should I?â€

â€Well,†Bellany said. Since together is not an option… she thought, lustfully. â€I suppose I do need to go first, huh? More steps than most people take in a month, and the nervous smell oozing from me from last night, and whatnot.†Lexi was unsure if that was Bellany’s subtle way of drawing attention to her smell, which Lexi thought could not be vastly improved by shampoo. The sweat in her fur was probably not the most pleasant of odors, but Lexi found her ‘musk’ to be just as attractive as the rest of her. She would have to keep tabs on that little bit of lust. Make sure she does not wake up one morning in a pile of poor Bellany’s dirty laundry.

She watched that cute butt sway right out the door, where she squeaked loudly at Alisa’s apparent eavesdropping. Well, more at her state of almost total undress â€" when the hell had she lost the bra? â€" as Alisa bid a very lascivious and lusty-eyed gaze at Bellany’s chest, poorly covered by her forearm.

Alisa walked in, quickly becoming the antagonist this morning. â€Oh, shit.†She whispered when she heard the door close. â€Where do I begin? First; where do I get one of those? Second; were you going to hotbox in your sex scents all day, or what? There’s a window, you know.â€

â€All the neighborhood cats come around and start pawing at my window. They’re all terrible lays, so it’s such a hassle.†She joked.

â€Third; is there a reason that, for not doing anything, your very sexy piece of tail is sans bra?â€

â€I don’t even know when she took it off last night.†Lexi replied with a bit innocence.

â€Fourth; why do you have â€" †She began, reaching for the panties sticking not-so-subtly out from her bedside drawer, â€oh.†she said. Staring at the stiff-fronted, wrinkled and powerfully scented underwear. â€Trophy?â€

â€Um, I accidentally made her, ah,†she pantomimed orgasm. Back arched, hands gripping her chest, for lack of other person to grab, eyes clenched hard, etcetera, etcetera.

â€â€˜Accidentally?’ Did you reach for your lamp string and miss, only to find your hand buried in her underwear?â€

â€Um, no? I, ah, I told her the standard predatory story. You know, pack, slavering, blood, murder, biting, contrition, fear, pheromones, resignation. The very lewdly extended edition, but the predatory story nonetheless. I think she likes the power plays. A lot.â€

â€It’s not obvious.†Alisa said, slowly, comically backing out of Lexi’s bedroom.

â€You can’t have either the underwear, or my bunny. And for those, I most certainly will wrestle you, Alisa.†Lexi said, getting off the bed.

â€No laundry for these, then.†Alisa lied innocently, leaving the room and tossing them at Lexi’s face. They landed, as perfectly as underwear can on a girl’s face, with the dried orgasm touching her nose. Oh, the hot feeling she got in her stomach â€" the hotter feeling she got in her stomach â€" from the combination of the hot musk in her throat, and the earlier kissing, with the fresher scent of their combined arousal was really making Lexi want to offer a trade. Alisa gets the panties, Lexi gets that thick purple toy that she rarely used unless Thanatos was present or on a webcam.

To see the things Lexi was going to do to herself when she stepped into this shower would be worth all the money in the world, Bellany thought, as she tried not to squeak in pleasure. They were both in the other room. She did not mind if Lexi heard. In fact, the only thing she had been thinking since she had woken up yesterday had been how much she wanted Lexi to want her. Alisa, on the other hand, Bellany was not so sure about. Oh, if Bellany did turn out to really be attracted to girls in general, then she would totally start slutting around her. If there was one thing Bellany was quickly learning about herself, it was that she was a major pleasure slut. And the thought of two kitties fawning over her was too much to bear.

After her knees almost collapsed, and she washed the conditioner out of her fur, she dried off, trembling at the rough touch of the towel against her chest and between her thighs. She left the bathroom, and watched Lexi strike a very not-subtle blow against Alisa, who, by her own exclamation, had lost function of her arm. Lexi ducked into the bathroom, and Bellany deftly sidestepped Alisa’s ‘accidental’ grope by her ‘paralyzed’ arm. Alisa was about to ask Bellany to massage it better with her chest, but she was done being inappropriate. She heard Lexi murmur, obviously quite loudly, â€Oh, fuck.†Probably at the smell of her self pleasure.

She blanched slightly, as much as something with fur can blanch, at the thought that Lexi and her sister were fighting over her. She may have fantasized about having two cats working her over, but in real life? There was absolutely no way. She closed â€" and locked â€" Lexi’s door, dropped her towel and groomed herself leisurely. She, realizing her clothes really were road soiled â€" did she even pass a mud puddle? What was that on the cuff of her jeans? â€" she searched around for something of Lexi’s that fit her.

Lexi’s proclamation of their mutual skinniness was true. She found they both wore the same size clothes, and slipped into something that, while certainly not slutty, was something neither Alisa or Lexi had seen her wearing yet. She unlocked the door, and heard Lexi not just mewling, but groaning hotly. And groaning, and maybe just a few more times, as if a taste of ecstasy was not enough, she got several long seconds of it. She heard a heavy sound, which, for sake of Bellany’s worry, she assumed was Lexi falling to her knees panting.

Lexi walked in a few minutes later, towel wrapped around her modesty, and eyes half closed. She groomed herself, all, seemingly, without noticing Bellany’s new attire. She slipped on a pair of pink and purple and black panties, with a little cartoon skull on the front that said, ‘Now What?†in a little thought bubble. The matching bra came next, and she slipped into something comfortable; black jeans, a tight, oh so tight black T-shirt, and cottony soft pink thigh highs, which she, she lamented, forgot to put on before her pants.

Lexi turned to look at Bellany, stopped, comically turned back around, rubbed her eyes, and looked again. Bellany was wearing a short gray â€" Oh! Fate and cruelty and Lust â€" skirt that was technically one of Thanatos’s hand-me-downs, a black dress shirt with tiny chrome buttons, and little studs running down the short sleeves. What stunned Lexi most, was the socks. She had been unable to find those bright white socks for months.

â€Where the hell did you find those?†Lexi asked, wonder, and pounds of lust dripping from her voice.

â€Which?â€

â€The socks.â€

â€Should I not have? I can, um, change?â€

â€No, I haven’t been able to find those things for months!†She squeaked and kissed Bellany in reward. Of course, being this close to her, she noticed the absence of the matching garters. She said as much.

â€Oh,†Bellany blushed. â€Well, I didn’t notice it.†She lied, in reality having no idea what to do with garters.

â€You don’t have a clue what to do with these, do you?†Lexi asked. Seeing the look in Bellany’s eyes that said, I’m cute enough to forgive, was all the answer she needed. â€I’ll do it.†She stated.

Lexi slid the white, strappy, belt-like accessory up Bellany’s trim legs, made even more trim by the tight stockings. Oh, how Lexi wanted Alisa to walk in and burn with neon jealousy. She flipped her â€" currently Bellany’s â€" skirt up, making a show of that, in case she really was standing in the doorway. She fastened one clip, then the other, completing the outfit, even if Lexi would be the only one to know the belt was there.

Alisa had, actually, been watching this, by sweet, wonderful twist of fate. She missed the garter conversation, and was coming to bother Lexi again, when she saw two triangular ears poking up over a very relaxed bunny’s torso. She saw Lexi’s torso bobbing a bit back and forth, as both hands moved against Bellany. She really hated this time of year. Everything her little sister did made her absolutely emerald green with envy. This was no exception. If she and Thanatos had not been such idiots at fourteen, they totally could have been fucking around at least ten times better than her damned â€" where did that girl-rage even come from?

As soon as it began, it was over. Bellany’s â€" oh fuck â€" Bellany’s miniskirt and overall gothy transformation was â€" oh fuck. Girl-rage over, envy was back. Very envy. For a straight girl, Alisa thought, I sure can whore around girls sometimes. Lexi stood up, offered Bellany her hand a bit showily, and picked her up. They kissed softly, even though it was obvious Bellany was still very uncomfortable with the affection, and the homosexuality. That was really cute. They turned around to walk out into the living room, and Bellany instantly blushed red hot, and Lexi smirked evilly, oh, enough to make Alisa really want to fight again, with the predatory gaze she thought only she herself could do properly.

Bellany was clearly about to open her mouth to explain, but Lexi whispered something in her ear that made her stop and, blushing, simply walk past Alisa with hips swaying and cute butt bouncing underneath the swaying skirt. After that, Alisa went in her room. Whether she was masturbating or not was debatable, Lexi thought she was, and Bellany said that she would not fantasize about her own sister. What was not up for debate was the subject of her potential self-pleasure: Lexi and Bellany, back in her room, Lexi knelt down with her head between Bellany’s thighs. The view Alisa had from earlier, only they were doing exactly what she thought they were doing in Alisa’s fantasy.

â€You know what’s so wonderful about you, Bellany?†Lexi asked, very much enamored by their nonexistent conversation.

â€What?â€

â€How wonderfully seductive you can be, without even trying, or really even knowing you are being seductive.â€

â€I have a pretty good idea most of the time.†Bellany murmured self-consciously. â€Oh,†she started, suddenly remembering a question she had. â€Why is there so much friction between you and Alisa today?â€

â€It’s a stupid cat thing.†Lexi said, aggravated. â€Every year, cats have to fight for dominance â€" well, ‘have to’, I mean, we all choose to obey our less tasteful urges occasionally. I’ve tried to stop with the whole dominance thing since I hit puberty, but I usually end up getting dragged into at least one or two or a dozen of Alisa’s little power plays, as if I’m so much of a threat.â€

â€I think you could be very threatening, to a girl like Alisa.†Bellany tried to murmur in compliment.

â€Thanks, Bellany. That’s my sister you’re talking about, so no matter how awesome I am, we’ll refrain from speaking as such about her.†Lexi said gratefully, and suddenly had a question for Bellany. â€Hey, don’t rabbits do something stupid like predators do?â€

â€I â€" um â€" I don’t know, nothing I’ve really noticed between myself and schoolmates, at least.†Bellany said convincingly, keeping quiet about all of those times she had been up all night grinding fitfully against anything in her room that may have been vaguely cylindrical and smooth enough to give pleasant friction. It was not until last week that she realized that she had been masturbating quite fitfully. Oh, she thought, to save that little wonder for another day.

â€Oh, hey. I think Thanatos is coming over in a few hours, or, really maybe two. Do you two wanna go out for a few hours, and see if Alisa and I can’t get the dominance thing settled out?â€

â€Um, I â€" I suppose. I mean, he’s not â€" um â€" he’s as nice as he seems, isn’t he?â€

â€He communicates via sarcasm, occasionally, but yes, he’s simply the nicest little gay-ish mouse there ever was.†Lexi said brightly, before leaning in close. â€You two can go and buy name brand lingerie together. It’s quite exhilarating, you know. In a changing booth with a boy who you know would be able to fuck you silly, and get away with it.â€

â€I â€" I â€" okay. That sounds, um, interesting, if nothing else.†Bellany murmured, blushing. There was a fantasy she was nervous about: Something that could actually come true. She would never really let herself get quite so open with her sexuality, she thought. But Fantasy was alive and well inside Bellany. It whispered darkly that, being ‘the best fighter’, by Lexi’s admission, would leave her at his every whim. Power play, power play, power play! Oh, if she did not just begin to think of Thanatos in a new light.

Lexi and Bellany lounged on the couch for a while, hearing the occasional mewl from Alisa’s room. Lexi collected the bet of one tongue kiss, with much eagerness, and explained that during this time, cats pretty much went completely to their base urges, thinly veiled by some semblance of their cold, calculating politeness. It was like being in heat, she explained, only a little bit more subdued, a lot more masculine, and with much more focus on quantity, than quality, sexuality-wise.

They talked more about it, until Thanatos knock-knock-knocked and politely â€" or rather, as politely as the act can be â€" unlocked the door with the key Alisa’s parents did not know he had, and stepped in. He froze in his tracks, a half-lidded look playing over his face.

â€What’s up, girls? Did I miss an orgy, or is Alisa hotboxing her sex smell again?†He asked somewhat eagerly, the effect obvious on him. The hot, sharp smell of conflict and lust and power. Thanatos was a very submissive boy, so the smell hit him with only one desire: get out, or get fucked.

â€Um, no. I think it’s that time of year, again.†Lexi murmured. â€We’ve already fought once today, and she’s been deliberately trying to piss me off since dawn.â€

â€Oh, sorry for that. Should I go in there and tire her out?†Thanatos asked with the most male look achievable, while still in a miniskirt.

â€Um, no. I think she’s taking care of herself on that front. At least three times or so, by my count.†Lexi replied, grinning at Thanatos’s goofy look of incongruous masculinity.

â€Damn. Well, if I don’t get sex, I think I’ll check in with Alisa and see if she wants me to get her anything at the mall.†Lexi and Bellany said that would be fine.

â€Oh! Can you take Bellany with you, when you go? She probably will end up as a trophy-fuck by one of us, if she’s in the house.â€

â€Damn it, why didn’t I ever end up as the trophy fuck?†Thanatos exclaimed in mock jealousy.

â€Well, of all the times I’ve offered, you would think that you’d have taken my offer, if you’re so upset about it.†Lexi joked.

â€Nah, I’m cool. I’ll totally take Bellany out, I still know nothing about her, so it’ll be nice to talk and â€" oh fuck.†Thanatos interjected, seeing Bellany standing in her borrowed outfit. â€Fuck, fuck, fuck. Bellany, ever been to the lovers’ lane near the train tracks?†Thanatos asked, again in mock jealousy.

â€I â€" um,†she started, Lexi shot her a look that said, it is safer to go than to stay. And Thanatos shot her a look that said, I am just kidding, sweetheart. â€Um,†she tried again, â€bye?â€

â€Bye, dearest.†Lexi cooed fondly, watching Thanatos head over to Alisa’s room. She heard a loud, oh so loud mewl-shriek-kiss, followed by a short conversation that had the word ‘fuck up’ in it too many times for Lexi’s liking. Thanatos and Bellany exited the house, both with a hot blush in their ears, and Lexi steeled herself for what was turning out, already, to be a weird competition for illusory dominance.