It was a pretty amusing sight, he had to admit. Though confusing. Standing in the bathroom doorway, he watched the catgirl's tail swish side to side. The end was curled in what he understood to be either confusion or contentment. He had seen it equal both. Her upper half was beneath a low table set against the wall, her bottom moving side to side with her tail as she seemed to be reaching for something. Sonic crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway for a moment, appreciating the view with a smirk on his face. Her skirt was riding up, displaying her pale skin and a small portion of her black panties. "What are you doing?"
She jolted, the back of her head smacking against the table. "Hnn…I was practicing with the shuriken and one of them slid under the table."
"I'm curious. How did it end up under a table that's against the wall to the left? Were you throwing with your eyes closed?" As he spoke, he started walking toward her.
"Don't…patronize me. It ricocheted off of the wall," she growled. She stretched her arm a little further, gritting her teeth as her fingertips barely scraped the cold metal. I probably look stupid; digging around under the table like this! I thought I was getting better with my aim, but then this happens! Noriko tensed when she felt fingertips trail over the curve of her backside and bit her bottom lip. "Sonic?"
"What? You need help?" he taunted.
"No…just…urgh! What are you doing? It's distracting! I'm trying to get this and-!"
"You think that's distracting?" He wrapped an arm around her waist and effortlessly dragged her out from beneath the table. In seconds, she was flipped over onto her back and staring up at him in alarm. "Did you get it?"
Noriko's bright green eyes focused first on his face and then took in the rest of his appearance. His hair was still wet from his bath and droplets glistened on his bare chest. Blood rushed to her cheeks, her face feeling hot as she looked away. "No…I didn't get it."
His smirk grew as he glanced toward the table. "Why didn't you just push the table out of the way? It might've been more dignified than having your butt sticking out like that." Dropping onto her waist, his smirk evolved into a malicious grin. "You didn't think about how that looked, did you?"
"I…did. Hn. Were you going to help me train tonight or not? I want to be able to get back to work. I hate being stuck here all night while you're working."
"You're not ready yet," was his immediate response. One hand slipped beneath the hem of her t-shirt, trailing up her chest and gingerly pushing under her bra. "I think I want my payment in advance tonight."
Her eyes half-closed as she felt his rough fingertips against the soft flesh of her breast. Noriko's legs shifted in nervousness. She wanted to wrap them around his waist, but he was straddling her hips and preventing her from doing so. Settling for the next best thing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down so their lips met. She could feel his smirk in the kiss and gently nipped at his bottom lip with one of her fangs. His fingers moved to the peak of her breast and gave the sensitive skin a gentle tug. Her hips pushed up subconsciously, a moan trying to leave her and being muffled against his mouth.
Sonic's hand withdrew and his arm wrapped around her waist to pull her with him as he stood. The ninja soon had her back pinned to the wall, blocking the dying rays of sunlight from shining through the window upon her. She held onto him tightly, sharp nails digging into his back without meaning to. Noriko broke the kiss and leaned her forehead against his shoulder, panting as she felt his free move to the hem of her skirt. Her eyes clenched shut and she held her breath in anticipation of what was to come. He let his fingertips rest against her thigh, grinning evilly down at her when she chanced a look up at him. Several minutes passed as the two stared at each other. Her tail twitched anxiously, her feline ears perked forward as she began to frown. "Sonic…"
"What? You want something?" he teased. His hand moved a little higher, dragging the hem up to expose more of her pale skin.
"Don't mess with me," she snarled, baring her fangs. "If you don't want-"
"Oh, believe me. I want to. But I want to hear you ask for it." The man could hear a low growl emanating from the back of her throat and it made his grin spread. "What's that look for? Are you frustrated?"
"Why…are you messing with me like this?" the catgirl demanded. "I'll bite you!"
"Is that any way to ask for something you want?" Sonic saw her ears draw back and raised an eyebrow. "All you have to do is ask. It's not like I'm saying I won't. What? You want it so bad that you'll maul me if I say 'no'?" He snickered as her look of frustration faltered to embarrassment. "So just ask."
"F-fine. Sonic…hn…c-can you…touch me?" Noriko's face was bright red as she asked this question, unable to believe that she was asking something so embarrassing. She felt his fingertips quickly trail up her thigh and to the divider of her panties. It was tugged aside and his warm skin came into contact with hers. Green eyes closed and she bit her lip to keep from releasing a gasp. It feels so good. It feels so good every time he touches me and he hasn't even…
Sonic leaned down to one of her feline ears and gently nipped at it. "So? Is this what you want?" In one swift motion, he pushed two fingers past her wet folds and entered her warm core. Her body tensed, fingernails digging deeper into his back and her head tilting back. He felt his fingers glide easily in and out of her, coated with her juices. "You got this wet just from that little bit of foreplay? Do I really turn you on this much, Noriko?"
"Sh-shut up! It's…not like it's something I can help! Aaah~" She felt his fingertips pushing deeper into her, harder, pumping in and out of her entrance. Her tail curled around his leg as she leaned up and pressed a desperate kiss against his lips. He kissed back, but continued his actions as she felt the pleasure building in her lower half. Before she could reach her climax, she felt his fingers withdraw from her and he pulled away. It left her feeling empty and almost cold. Her face turned a vibrant pink when he lifted his hand and licked along the length of his digits. That's embarrassing! He shouldn't do that! And why…does it make me feel so warm and tingly when he does that?
His hands went to the back of her legs and lifted her effortlessly. The catgirl was dropped onto the futon when he got near it and he smirked down at her. "You gave me a show earlier so now it's my turn. Try not to drool too much." The ninja licked his lips, his fingers hooking into the waistband of the black sweatpants he was wearing. Drawing them slowly down his hips, he saw her green eyes widen and her blush grow even brighter.
She felt ashamed that she was staring so much, taking in the hard muscle and the scars that decorated his chest. The girl absently squeezed her thighs together, trying to ignore the way that her heart raced and her entrance grew wetter. Damn it. He always has this effect on me. Always. What is it? Why…do we just seem so perfect together? Noriko snarled and reached up with both hands to pull his pants down the rest of the way.
"Aren't you a little more eager than usual? What, is it getting close to your heat cycle again?" he taunted. Dropping to his knees, he made quick work of sliding down her panties and pushing up her shirt. "Why do you look startled?"
"I-I'm not. Hn. You said I'm being eager, but couldn't the same be said of you?" she teased back. Noriko felt the warm head of his member against her lower lips and squirmed a little in anticipation. Her eyes half-closed as his face drew close to hers. He traced along her opening, teasing the bundle of nerves at the top of the slit. "Sonic. Can you just-?"
"Fine, if you really can't wait any longer." He thrust his hips forward and sheathed his member in her warm wetness. One hand trailed up her body to her right breast, delicately rubbing the peak. She arched her back and it urged him to pull out a little, pushing back into her with more force. He quickly set a pace that had her writhing beneath him, her slick muscles gripping his cock tightly. The sensation always drove him crazy in the best way possible. Sonic's fingers continued to rub at her nipple, drawing moans and whimpers from her. Leaning down a little, he drew the tip of his tongue over the other peak and felt her hips push up, forcing him deeper into her.
Noriko threw her head back against the pillow, feeling her pleasure coming to a climax. The friction of his cock against her inner walls mixed with the erotic sensation of her breasts being handled and it soon had her yowling. Her nails sank into his back hard and drew blood, her hips pressing up into his. The girl's muscles spasmed around him as her eyes closed tightly. "Hnnnyaaah~ Sonic!" she moaned loudly. To stop any further noises escaping her, she clamped her teeth onto his shoulder.
He winced, but the pain did not deter him. With a few more thrusts, he managed to find his climax. Warmth spilled into the girl's core and he felt her fangs slowly pull from his skin. Blood oozed from the wound and he frowned. "What was that about? Feeling territorial today?"
"No…just. Hn. I didn't…want to keep making those noises," she muttered. Noriko nuzzled her cheek against his neck, sighing quietly. I love this. I love just being together. Like this. He always feels really warm. Their lips met and she cautiously threaded her fingers into his soft black hair, enjoying the almost silken quality of it against her skin. A hand was soon near her nicked feline ear, rubbing sensually behind it to draw a purr from the catgirl.
Their moment was interrupted by Sonic's phone ringing. It was beside the futon, within arm's reach, and his grey eyes quickly darted to see the number. He broke the kiss and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so he was still inside of her. Retrieving the phone, he irritably answered the call. "What do you need?" There was a pause as he listened to them talk. Noriko frowned and rubbed her cheek against his chest, purring. "You need it done tonight? It's going to cost extra." Sonic looked down at Noriko and smirked. He ran a hand along her back, watching her rear lift and her tail flick back and forth.
Soon the catgirl was left alone in the apartment. She scowled at the closed door, sitting on the futon in a set of clean clothes and fresh from a bath. He left. Why did he have to go on this job? He already went on one earlier. We could have had a good night. We could have spent more time together, but he went on that job. Noriko sighed and leaned back against the wall. The thought of practicing with the shuriken again made her frown. While she was making progress, it was slow and frustrating. A look around showed that there really was not much else to do. It's not fair. Why didn't he take me with him? I wasn't hurt that badly. I could have gone.
Determining that she could not spend another minute cooped up in the base, she stood and tucked her cellphone into her pocket. She pulled up the hood on the baggy sweater she was wearing and set off with no real plan. A walk? Yeah. I'll just go for a walk. I'll be back before Sonic returns. No big deal. Maybe…maybe I'll get something from the convenience store.
Shift P.O.V (earlier in the day than Noriko's portion)
"So why are we doing this? Couldn't you just track Nya-chan's phone if you really wanted to find her?" Saitama yawned, a bit annoyed that his nap had been interrupted by his disciple's sudden idea on how to find the older catgirl. "You used her phone to find her before."
"Yes, but she has not answered when I call her so I cannot pinpoint her location. I will not use Koneko's phone because if she thinks that we are manipulating Koneko, she could stop answering her calls as well. After considering every option, I believe this is our best and our last option." The blonde frowned and looked down at Koneko now. "Find your mother."
"Are you serious?! This was your great idea, senpai? Hnn! You're being ridiculous! No, worse! You're being immature! I'm only three and even I think you're being immature!" The child's exclamation turned heads and puzzled the people around them. Her appearance was that of a thirteen-year-old. "There's a lot wrong with this, you know! What if Mom doesn't want to be found? Did you even think of that? And why am I wearing a dog leash?! Do you think I'm some kind of mangy bloodhound or something?"
"I believe that you can find your mother the way that you have before and I do not want to risk losing you in this crowd of people. And to correct you, this is not a dog leash; this is a child leash. It is not uncommon for parents to put these on their children to keep them safe."
"You guys are both making people start to stare. Genos, maybe take the child leash off of her? If she actually looked three, it might be okay. This just looks…illegal." Saitama undid the Velcro straps of the child leash and tossed it aside. "There we go. So can you do that weird telepathic thing you did before when you found Nya-chan?"
"Hn. Fine! But just for you, Saitama-sensei!" Koneko took a deep breath and closed her pale green eyes. It was clear that she was concentrating and trying to establish that strange connection that she had with Noriko. She had used it once before to find her so everyone was optimistic that it could work again, but soon tears were rolling down her cheeks. "Mom…doesn't want to be found. Why? Why doesn't Mom want me to find her? I want to see her again! And not just a picture! I want my mother!"
A meow made all three of them look down. A tabby cat with long silver hair was staring up at them and seated itself on the sidewalk in front of Koneko. Its fur was matted and shabby, clumps of dirt thick in its follicles. One eye was missing and a large chunk was gone from its right ear. Tilting its head, it meowed again in an almost happy manner.
Koneko tilted her head as well and frowned. "Huh? What do you mean you're my granny? I don't even know you! I've never seen you before in my life! Hey!" The cat was now rubbing against her legs, purring loudly.
"Uh…okay? What's going on? You know what its saying?" Saitama asked. He lifted it without giving it a second thought and spotted a leather collar hidden beneath its thick fur. The bald hero managed to dig through the fur to a license that read "Mittens". Is this that show cat? The one Kenta got a DNA sample from to alter Nya-chan? He looked back at Koneko, who appeared very confused. "Yeah, this is your cat grandma."
"This is useless." Genos glared at the cat, who simply meowed and licked the tip of his nose. "I will search for Noriko again tonight. If you wish to go with me, Master Saitama-"
"Huh? No way. I told you she'll come back on her own. Besides, her cat mom's here now. It's Yamanaka Mittens. Looks like she's had a rough trip here though. She has to be pretty old now, right? Couldn't be easy traveling here from City G. Maybe she's here for something important."
Koneko reached out a hand and let the cat nuzzle against it. "Granny says she's hungry. Senpai, make something yummy for dinner tonight!"
