"Long Honeymoon, Night 3" (Nice Kitty.)

--L4J

Even more in the continuing "Honeymoon Mini Stories". Ah, love and hentai. Sweet.

They were now both dry and warm. Snuggled up together on the very rumpled and slightly damp sheets, L4J and Tracey were the happiest they felt they could possibly be. Relaxing completely, she yawned and stretched luxuriously, giving vent to a mew that would have been worthy of a self-satisfied Persian. He smiled at her, and shifted a bit on the bed to watch her, fascinated.

L4J curled her tail and arched her back. Her tongue smoothed her whiskers down and her ears lay at ease, perked up but not rigid with tension. Slowly, as if not aware of what she was doing, she washed her face daintily, like a cat. Tracey found it hard to breathe past the restriction in his throat as he stared at her. He'd been with her for a year, but never had he seen this! He reached a trembling hand out and caught the side of her neck, as she wasn't paying attention. His hand stroked and rubbed gently, like he would a cat, and soon L4J was rumbling deep in her throat, laying against the bed and arching her neck and body into every pet he gave her. Tracey's flush deepened and he gasped. He wouldn't have thought it possible for him to be ready again so soon, but her kittenish behavior was causing him to stiffen and want to moan. She rolled over on her back, eyes closed in bliss, tongue lolling out slightly, and he did groan softly.

"Nice kitty," he whispered, and her ears perked.

"Hmmmmm…?" She purred again as he rubbed the midriff ruff near her chest, pulling his fingers through her soft fur.

"You're acting different," was all he could say. His hair hung over his face and he grabbed his headband and put it back on impatiently. "There," he muttered, then went back to petting L4J.

"Different? Oh, I don't usually…" she straightened, an odd look on her face. "Was I…was I doing something weird?" her voice dropped in dismay. Tracey's shocked look caused her to wring her hands, but he soon pushed her firmly back onto her original position and resumed stroking.

"No," he said. "Nothing weird. You're not all human, and I…sometimes forget it." He saw pain in her eyes and guessed at something. "One of them teased you about it, didn't they? That's why you were never like this around me." He riffled her flanks and she sighed gustily, then meowed again, twisting to give him better access.

"Yes," she husked painfully. "He…laughed." She winced at the memory. Probably that young man hadn't meant anything bad, but it had struck her that she wasn't normal, and had hurt her.

"It doesn't matter. Be yourself, Elly. I love you. I think it's incredibly…sexy," he then whispered guiltily. "Can you do more for me? I really…like it." He swallowed hard and closed his eyes, so he didn't see when she reached out to touch him. L4J whimpered as he gasped. Her hand had come into contact with his warm and slightly sticky flesh below.

"You do," she marveled. "You like it. Oh, Sketchy." L4J curled up against him and purred loudly, pleased. He sighed and stroked her back.

"My little kitty," he cooed in her ear, and she shuddered all over, feeling light headed. Never before had they given in to the utterly sappy love names, but she had now, and he was becoming increasingly lovey as well. His lips grazed her neck, her ear, and her own lips. "Elly! Oh, such a sweet little cat." She realized she had started kneading gently on his chest. He appeared to absolutely love it and started to pass her tail through his hands. L4J's body stiffened and she forced herself to relax.

"Yes! There, love."

"Why here…?" Tracey asked, confused but obliging. He stroked her luxurious tail and she groaned.

"Because that's the most important…part to any cat. Try to touch another there and you'll learn the hard way." She grinned, but then grew serious. "It's erotic; me letting you stroke it like that. And dominate, on your part." She gulped and mewed loudly when he touched the base of her tail.

"Oh. And…if I wanted to take you like another cat?" Tracey's voice had gotten low and shaky; she could hear his rough breathing. Her ear on his chest could hear his heart beating quickly. "Would I be dominating? Yes, I would, wouldn't I? You're mine." The fierce, possessive pride in his voice stunned her.

"Oh…"

"Would you mind?" he panted. "I would play a little with you. I…think it would be fun." Without waiting for an answer, he growled low in his throat and bit her ever so gently on the neck. L4J's senses reeled and she crushed him to her body.

"Mind?! Oh, my god, no-I don't mind! That's incredible!" His mind met hers silently. He let her know he knew the mating habits of wild pokemon. After all, he was a Pokemon watcher. L4J's eyes widened and she gasped loudly. He was letting her know he knew exactly how to 'play' the game. Exactly.

"You're mostly vulpix and ninetales, right?" he whispered into her ear, rolling her over on her back. She nodded, speechless. "It's okay. Relax. And let everything go, El. I don't mind if you revert your speech, even."

"Oooooh…you don't?" he answer was timid and laced with wild passion. "Because, I might, if we do this." He smiled warmly down at her.

::I don't mind at all, little cat,:: he whispered in the vaults of her mind.

Tracey arched his back and grinned at her, shaking the hair out of his eyes. She felt him thinking about how to proceed, and watched as he sat back on his haunches and cocked his head at her. She mewed and started to shake, but the response was immediate; she resumed an all-fours posture-hands and knees, actually--- on the bed and held her tail up. Her body would automatically respond in all the proper ways. After all, she had mostly pokemon genes, not human. Tracey smiled and 'walked' around her on hands and knees, eyeing her with a keen intensity that made her nervous in a rather exciting way. He rubbed his cheek against hers and she melted against him, purring and doing the same.

"Huh? What's that?" he touched the side of his face. "It's damp." L4J blushed.

"Um. Pheromones." He watched her closely as she said this. "It's a scent to other pokemon. Tells them to back off; you're mine." She flushed even harder under her fur and ducked her head.

"You're marking me for real?" He sounded interested. "I've seen it, and know what you mean, but never knew…" He nuzzled his face in her neck, kissing and nipping, playing the game with an intensity that caused her to lose her control.

"Vul!" she gasped.

::It's okay, it's all right, let go:: came his comforting thought. She turned and caught him in her hands, mewing lightly, and touched her muzzle to his neck. He flinched away slightly, but her tongue began lapping his skin and he almost groaned. Remembering at the last moment, he drew in air and let out the feelings he was experiencing in a soft rumble. He felt L4J's reaction in both his mind and heard her soft cry of passion. Her tongue laved Tracey's flesh, passing over his nipples, down the flat of his stomach. He twisted about to give her better access, but she passed his lower area completely and moved on to his feet. His cry was soft and vulnerable as she discovered a new erogenous zone on his body. She nibbled gently at his toes and sucked, kissing them in turn and reveling in her discovery. Her purring grew thunderous, and Tracey's hoarse cries louder too. And still he remembered! Even when she moved up to take his firm length in her mouth, when he shouted with joy it was an animal-like meow that drove her insane with need. She leapt off his body and offered him her rear, wagging her tail slightly. The tail swayed back and forth and he knew what it meant; he was up and over her back in an instant.

This new position proved difficult, however. Now he had to use his hands to guide and help him find the right spot, but when he did, he set himself quickly. His hands reached around to fondle her breasts and cup them gently.

::What do you want, little cat?:: he teased. He heard a faint mew from where her head was buried in the pillows.

::Love, if you don't take me soon, I'm going to revert form,:: was her desperate reply. He shuddered and thrust quickly when he heard that, burying himself completely inside her.

The bed creaked and jumped under his efforts; he was really giving this his all. L4J's claws tore the sheets in rapture and her arms shook with the effort of keeping herself propped up. He was making her feel so weak every time he moved forward! Her cries became louder and so did his; they were soon straining hard against each other at the height of their passion. A great, coughing roar startled Tracey out of his haze and he jerked forward with a gasp when he realized it had been his. L4J's body was tightening around him in her release, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He gave in, clasping her around her middle and moaning into the fur on her back.

"Was that…good?" he asked when he could breathe.

"Mrrrrr…" Her purring answer was muffled even further, as she'd slumped down completely into the pillows. Her tail was lashing gently.

"I take that as a yes," he chuckled and rolled off and over to her other side. They curled up together to sleep for a bit…and who knows? Maybe they'd wake up again later…for more…

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