I got everything except weapons, I decided that I had enough, and headed back to the castle. Peter was there in an instant to help me carry my purchases. I let him carry everything except my underwear, that was just a big no.
I settled everything quickly and relaxed after a day of shopping by sitting in the maze and drinking sweet tea. It was nice while it lasted.
"Boris, stealth doesn't work on me." I called out and he fell off the hedge from shock.
"How did you know?" He was so bewildered.
"I train to tell when someone is near." It's why I hadn't died yet. The slightest sound and the feeling of eyes on you can make all the difference in whether you live or die. "Come and sit by me. We can get to know each other."
He was by me in an instant. I giggled at his eagerness.
We talked about random things, our likes and dislikes, role holders that could fall down pits with spikes and role holders that we really didn't care about. Through out the whole conversation we flirted and made innuendos, but nothing as serious as before, and I couldn't stop thinking about that conversation that I over heard at the clothing store. Did Boris have a rough tongue?
"Hey, there's this nice-" I cut off Boris by kissing him. He was shocked but quickly returned it. I quickly forgot my curiosity and just felt.
It felt nice to kiss someone for the first time. It felt sweet and passionate at the same time, it was the best thing I have ever experienced so far.
We pulled back to look at each other before diving in for another kiss, this one more filled with passion than sweetness. We rapped our arms around each other to get more contact. I jolted when I felt something wet against my bottom lip.
We pulled apart again and panted for air before, again, going for another kiss. I opened my mouth slightly and Boris swept his tongue into my mouth. It was slightly rougher than a normal persons, but that made it even more arousing.
"Am I interrupting?" We pulled apart, again, to see Ace giving us a perverted smile. I'm kinda glad he interrupted us, I don't think we would have stopped and I want to stay a virgin until I can find the one that won't use me.
I untangled myself from Boris. It took all of my concentration to not run forward and stab him. I slowly walked toward him, trying to not seem threatening.
"Yeah, but it's okay. I was wondering when you were gonna show up." I motioned, behind my back, for Boris to stay as I dealt with this stupid card. "You got here later than I expected."
"Really?" He was confused now. And I could feel Boris watching with intense curiosity.
"Yeah."' I was right in front of him now, about a foot away. I leaned toward him, and discretely pulled a special paring knife that was coated in a paralyzing, but nonlethal, poison. I wrapped my arms around Ace's neck, and nicked him below his left ear then scraped my nail over it to make him think it was my nails instead of something else. "I couldn't wait to do this."
He was about to question me when I head butted him. He fell back and I leaped away. He tried to get back to his feet but was stumbling horribly and just stayed down.
"I couldn't wait to try out my new batch of paralyzing poison." I said while waving the small paring knife. Well, it had been a new batch before I came to Wonderland. I heard clapping and looked over to see Boris doing it. "Thanks. You wanna go into town? I wanna see if I can find something."
"Sure!" We walked back to town, happily chatting about how stupid Ace was.
"I think it was over here." I lead him to the book store. He just gave me a weird look but followed me in anyway.
"What are you looking for?" He asked as I scanned the shelves.
"I'm looking for a book on the poisons in Wonderland. I have some from my world and a few are similar to some of mine, but I think that some will be different." He looked bored. "After this . . . do you want to get something to eat?"
"Yeah! I know a really good place we can go to." His eyes were sparkling, and he was drooling. It must be more than a great place.
I found three different books on poisons and potions of Wonderland, and I was totally going to use some of them. Probably on Blood. And Ace.
I paid for the books and went with Boris to the place wanted. It wasn't large but it wasn't small. It had tables outside on a patio area and nice wooden tables inside. The workers were very fond of Boris, he apparently came here often, and they gushed over him "finally bringing his girlfriend with him so that they could assess her to see if she could handle Boris", as a couple of older women said. The younger ones just gushed over Boris bringing me in with him, some were broken hearted and some wanted see how far we had gone. They treated him like family and it was nice.
We sat inside the restaurant and were given menus after all of the gushing and questioning.
"I'll have my usual, and a glass of milk." The waitress wrote it down and turned to me. I looked over the menu.
"I'll have the grilled chicken fajitas with a side of chili fries and some new moon tea." She wrote my order down, took the menus, and left to put in our orders. "So, what is your usual?"
"You'll find out when it gets here." He was drooling slightly at the thought of his food. I sighed and wiped it away with a napkin. He then looked at me weird with a blush on his face.
"You're a kawaii neko." He so couldn't deny it. He looked confused for a moment before remembering what that meant.
"I am not 'kawaii'! I am a neko, but I'm not kawaii." I just chuckled at his pouting face.
"You know, when you deny it, it just makes you all the more cuter." His face got red. I heard a giggle and turned to see the waitress coming over with our drinks.
"You two make a cute couple." She said as she set down the tea and milk.
"I know." I said, which made Boris blush harder. The waitress and I shared a laugh at his expense then she went to help more customers.
"You . . . want to be a couple?" He asked shyly. He seemed a little insecure about asking me out. He didn't seem to be all take charge as he had been before, I guess me getting of . . . the curse had made him go back to normal.
"Sure do. But if you try something I don't like you won't like what will happen." I made him bristle and blush. "But, I don't think that you would do something like that, I like that you're a good playful neko, and I'll be your koneko."
"What's that mean?" He tilted his head.
"It means kitten. You be my neko and I'll be your koneko. You be my cat and I'll be your kitten. Simple as that." He flushed a little more, and it was so hard to not squeal at how adorable and edible he looked. The servers were having no problem giggling and cooing at how cute Boris looked, but I didn't want to embarrass him more.
Just then, our food came out. It smelled delicious. My grilled chicken fajitas and chili fries were cooked perfectly, and Boris's food was fish and chips with shredded chicken on the side. I don't know if I wanted to laugh or pet him for his cat like tendencies.
Wait, he's cat man . . . I need less sugar.
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"I'll pay." Boris said as he grabbed the check before I could. "It was a date, our first one. And since it's a date, I get to pay for it."
"Alright." It was pretty nice. Casually chatting while eating was nice, something I didn't get to do too often. "I'll just have to repay you then."
"You don't have to do that. It's a date, it's natural for the guy to pay. It's a treat for his girlfriend, and you are that for me." He said as he paid. "And now, I'll walk you home if you want."
"Sure. I'd like for you to see some things in my room and workshop." I could have some private moments with him and Peter might not here, but if he did . . . Boris could always use a door to make his escape.
"Okay." We started walking back to the castle, hand in hand, the silence was nice but something wasn't right.
"Boris, you have really good hearing, don't you?" I whispered to him. He nodded. "Then can you tell me how long we've been followed and how many there are?"
"Two minutes and there's five following and six up ahead." He whispered back and I saw his eyes flicker to some of the trees for a moment.
"I like those odds." Boris gave me a side glance as I smiled and continued to hold his hand with a loose grip on my books. "You take the ones in front and I'll take the ones in back and in the trees."
"How about whoever gets the most wins?" Eh. They want to kill us anyway, why not?
"Sure, but I still call the guys in the trees." I can hear them squirming.
"Fine. You got weapons?" He asked we were about to enter a clearing.
"Yes." We entered and our followers rushed to block the way we just came from and the ones in front blocked where we were heading. "Back to back?"
"Yep." We moved to each others back and faced the idiots.
I pulled out my gun and fired at the men in the trees, dropping two, and flung some of my knifes at four of them. They were dead before they hit the ground. I looked around to see Boris already having dealt with the remaining five. I let out a whistle, I hadn't even heard his gun go off.
"I win." I said and went to retrieve my knives.
"Yep." He agreed and took my hand again as we continued to Heart Castle. It didn't take us long to navigate the maze and find my room.
"This is my room. I wanted to show you my weapons bag, and take off all of my holsters." I took off my jacket, and left the holsters on it but took the weapons out, I unlatched the knife holders on my biceps and forearms. I took out all that I had hidden in my pants, then sat down to take off my boots to take out the six that were in each. "As you can see, I carry a lot on me."
"Y-yeah." His voice was faint and when I looked up, I saw that he had a blush on his face. Wait . . . it must have looked like a strip tease to him. "Is that all you have?"
"Nope. I have a lot more back in my world, but I had some with me when Peter brought me to Wonderland." I got up and got my duffel bag and placed it on the bed. "This is most of what I brought with me. Three small hand guns, twenty-six knives, seven daggers, one rifle, thirty shuriken, fifty feet of metal wire, and a Japanese short sword."
"You can fit all of that in this bag?" He was starting to look through but I quickly grabbed by bag of poisons. "What's that?"
"My small bag of poisons. I used some on Ace, remember?" I said while holding up the small bag. He eyes it and then went back to looking through my weapons.
"Whoa! You got a Glock, and a Desert Eagle!" Boris was all starry eyed at my hand guns. He should have seen the collection at my mansion, he'd have died of awesome.
"Yes, yes. Now put it back so I can show you my workroom." I said as I put on my, newly acquired, flats. He puffed but put it all back and I placed it all back in my closet. "This way!"
I quickly lead us to my workroom, I had to unlock it because Vivaldi had on put in for it, and opened it with a "TADA!"
"You . . . all of these . . . " He looked amazed at all the mannequins that had on my new outfits.
"Sure did! This over here is a work in progress." I said, pointing to my suit. "I've got the design, I'll I need to do is add some things and make compartments for my weapons."
"This is really cool." He circled the suit, and eyed me at the same time. I could tell that he, obviously, couldn't wait to see me in the thing. "I can tell."
"Oh, I know." I smirked at him. I could have some fun here. "I'll be tight around my hips, but it'll be loose on my legs so it will swing when I walk. The jacket and blouse will be form fitting, but loose. I think the neck line will be a little higher than most women have theirs, and all the while it'll hide a small arsenal."
Boris trailed his gaze over me as I talked, imagining how it would fit, with slitted pupils of a cat. I walked over to him and he placed his hands on my hips. I walked backward to the wall and he followed easily.
"I might never have had another, but I like to think that I'm pretty talented." I could hear a growling pur resonate in his chest as I rapped my arms around his neck. I kissed his cheek before he captured my lips with his.
It wasn't long before he asked for entrance by using his rough tongue to swipe my bottom lip, and I let him in without hesitation. The fight for dominance was short lived and lost, on my side, and I just let him explore my mouth while I massaged his ears. Both of us letting out groans of pleasure.
He started to move his hands slowly up from my hips, and I wiggled in anticipation, running them up and down my sides in an arousing, agonizingly, slow way. I retaliated by trying to grinding against him, it didn't work that well because my legs were still on the ground, but he started to get rougher as we tortured each other.
"Bori-" I was cut off by the door opening. The air became heavy and still as the three of us took everything in. I was frozen by the expression on our intruder's face. It was stuck in a happy smile, but the feeling behind it now was thunderous. Both of the males ears were twitching, possibly from the sound of my frantic heart, and neither of them moved.
"Peter. What did I tell you about knocking?" This was the best I could come up with that didn't involve me getting violent.
