It was that time of year.
Steve was a responsible owner, honest! But sometimes Billy really got out of hand.
Billy would be such a good kitty normally and Steve just learnt to deal with it, only a week of frantic behaviour compared to a year of bliss was something he could handle right?
For some reason this time Billy decided to take his frustration out on Steve. He was used to Billy holeling up somewhere in the house, the only indication of his presence from the ever depleting food stores, but now?
Billy was insistent, constantly rubbing against him ever after being shooed. Sticking his tail up in front of Steve’s nose and constantly yowling. He was really stumped on what to do.
Grabbing the kitty by the collar Steve tickles his chin, “Billy, do you want me to call another cat in?”
A vigorous shake from Billy followed by the most heartbroken blue eyes “Only want master…” He flicks his tail and flutters his eyes for effect.
That’s new. Sure it’s not uncommon to have a relation with your hybrid, but Billy’s never really indicated interest from Steve before.
Surprise colours his voice, “You’ve never asked before, sweetheart.” He reaches out, scratching behind the kitty’s ear.
And Billy just melts into his hand, ears perked slightly forward and purring like a motor.
He looks up through his lashes “Before was shy.”
“You were shy before, baby? Didn’t want Masters help?”
He whines desperately, rubbing his head up and down Steve’s arm.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ve got you now.”
Steve and Billy have been companions since childhood. After finding him wounded behind their garage, he fought tooth and nail till his parents let him keep the hybrid. Steve’s always had a slight crush on the cream cat and only grew over the years.
He grips both Billy’s thighs pulling the blonde into his lap. Billy takes the liberty to grind down a little, making him groan.
Steve’s impatient, needs to feel Billy skin on skin now.
Grabbing at the other’s shirt he pulls it off to fondle at the exposed tits, gorgeous in all their tanned beauty. Lavishing many kisses and bites around his chest, Billy responds by nuzzling Steve’s neck and lapping at his ear making the area cold and sensitive to every pant and moan elicited from Billy.
He rocks harder up and down Steve’s thigh, hands gripping into his arms, claws tearing at his shirt. It turns painful so Steve takes both arms and interlocks them behind his neck with a– “Hands up here precious.”
Steve’s own wander down Billy’s bare torso caressing every crevice and divot, running up and down that practically slutty waist. Billy’s face is flushed red, small whines music to his ears compared to the earlier noises.
He reaches for the lube located between the seat and undoes his slacks. Stroking himself a few times to fullness and groupes at the full globes of Billy’s ass. So plush they must be a blessing from above. Slips one finger inside and pays close attention to the way Billy’s lashes clump together with unshed tears squirming for more..
And Steve can’t deny when his kitty begs so pretty. Lines himself up and maunvers Billy to lower onto his cock, the other letting out a relieved sigh once bottoming out.
“Are you satisfied kitten?” He puts a hand over Billy’s stomach feeling the small bump from his dick, he’s always been above average. Billy responds with pants and high pitched moans, gripping his neck hard.
Billy nods desperation clear on his face “Please, Steve!”
Goes sweet and soft once Steve thrusts upwards, drooling on his shoulder. Tail wrapping around his leg and arms tightening, clinging on for dear life.
They go many rounds until Steve can give no more and Billy is a ball of purring content above him. He strokes the kitten, cooing and kissing him over and over, repeating what a good boy he was for Master. Billy responds with a cute little smile and cuddles closer.
It’s a great afternoon spent together
