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Chapter 10: Misaki's First Heat: Purr

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Misaki's First Heat

Chapter Ten: Purr

Akihiko pulled back from their kiss. He watched with a pleased curiosity as Misaki's eyes fluttered open and stared at him. This direct eye contact was so unlike his usually shy kitten and wonderfully arousing. He could literally see the heat building back up in Misaki's verdant gaze.

"Did you say something Misa-kitty?" Akihiko teased. He reached out to stroke his neko's tousled brown mop again and was delighted when the hybrid uncharacteristically pushed, purring, up into his hand.

Akihiko's eyes widened in stunned awe as Misaki moved, so that in a matter of moments, the kit-teen's lean naked thighs were straddling his clothed ones. Slender fingers gripped the collar of his shirt and a rough tongue licked the underside of his jaw. Misaki nuzzled his nose under one of his ears.

Misaki's lean frame trembled with apprehension and want. The kitten's tail switched nervously but his usually indecisive ears were remarkably still.

Misaki, his fevered skin burning, bowed his head against Akihiko's shoulder and murmured, "I… I… want m-more."

The licentious lagomorph was delighted that Misaki, didn't even seem to be particularly bothered by the fact he was now sitting on his lap stark naked. It was such a pleasant relief from the usual squawk and huff involved whenever he stripped his luscious pet bare.

Knowing how much his kitten must be crazed to make such a declaration, rather than pounce immediately, Akihiko wanted to explore the possibilities of his uke's heat a bit more.

He leaned back against the sofa and stretched his muscular arms, a display that sent additional shivers down the young neko's spine. Akihiko tucked his hands behind his silvered head and said in a sly voice, "Well, Misaki, why don't you show your seme just how much you want it? Eh, Kitten?"

At this unexpected response Misaki suddenly sat up straight, his thin fingers tightening in their grip on his owner's shirt collar. Misaki's huge green eyes looked at Akihiko with an expression of startled dismay.

He frowned as his heat addled brain struggled to comprehend what Usagi-san was saying. His ears twitched anxiously now (and that wasn't all…there was another part of his anatomy that was twitching as well). His whip-thin tail flipped about indecisively.

Misaki dropped his gaze and a pink blush crept into his lovely pale cheeks. "But… but… don't you want to p-pounce me?" The poor uke kitten's heat was at war with his shy inclinations, not to mention he was completely unused to taking initiative.

There was also his unconscious instincts as in the case of hybrid heat, often a true uke neko just assumed the submissive neko posture, let out a few heat howls and then let nature take its course. In crowded urban environments, such actions could lead to dangerous results: massive and frantic neko gangbangs were not unheard of. This is why legislation about heat season quarantines and feral neko management was so strict.

Though his heat had built up considerably, Misaki still had some grip on his senses. While he couldn't understand what was holding Usagi-san back, he was condifent that his rabbit's reserve was limited. So the conflicted kit-teen figured if he just waited a few minutes his silver-seme would lose control and pounce him… hopefully hard.

"It's not that I don't want to fuck you, sweet Kit," Akihiko purred, "in fact it's really quite the contrary."

"However..." He could actually feel Misaki's "self-lubrication" soaking through the fabric of his slacks and this realization delighted him. "After your antics with that Takatsuki brat; I think you have a little makeup work to do."

It wasn't that Akihiko was really mad at Misaki for what happened. After all, it was Misaki's first heat and he had been foolish enough to leave the kitten on his own. The truth was, though he would never acknowledge this, the incident with Miyagi's kiss and its effect on the neko seme had wounded Akihiko's pride and he needed his ego soothed a bit.

Misaki of course, as sensitive as the he was, immediately felt terrible for his escapade with Shinobu. Tears filled his eyes; he looked down and gave a pitiful sniffle.

"I'm sorry Usagi-san," Misaki whispered meekly.

Akihiko traced a long finger over his kitten's cheek brushing away Misaki's tears.

"There is a way that you can make it up to me, Misa-kitty." He watched his neko's sweet pouting bottom lip tremble hopefully. Akihiko felt his already stiff cock twitch and his balls begin to throb harder at this intoxicating sight. He watched hungrily, as under the influence of his heat, his naked blushing Misa-kitty was beginning to squirm.

"Just show your big bunny just how much you'd like him down your burrow."

Misaki could feel his seme's cool eyes lapping over him, but what he really wanted to feel was the man's tongue… and his cock.

As the two males each noted the other's increasingly tense posture and rapid breathing, both were aware they were playing a waiting game to see who caved first.

Misaki dropped his eyes again. His heat was full force now and despite the fact he'd just come recently, he did indeed want MORE, and not just to come again. The slender neko suddenly understood to his humiliating shock that he really did want his silver-seme inside him, needed it desperately in fact.

This realization in itself only made stoked his already raging hormonal fires.

Misaki couldn't help himself nor could he resist any longer.

Using the collar of Akihiko's shirt still clutched in his paws, he pulled his lean frame closer to his owner. He lifted himself, slightly on his bent knees and settled again, placing himself more directly over his rabbit's hard arousal. The moment his pert backside brushed against Akihiko's clothed erection, Misaki ground down against it. A low growl sparked in his thin chest.

Akihiko smirked mightily, despite the fact he was beside himself with the desire to throw Misaki over onto his back and fuck the small hybrid senseless that instant. Misaki's cute kitten cock was heavily weeping now and his lap was fast becoming soaked his pet's various juices.

"Poor Misaki. You need it so badly. Don't you Mi?" Akihiko took one of his big hands and ran it down one Misaki's tight, silky thighs.

The feeling of the man's cool hand against his heat-fevered flesh made Misaki's stiff dick visibly jump. Misaki didn't look up, but his flushed face burned hotter and his growl, now mixed with a rumbling purr, grew deeper.

Misaki bit his lower lip so hard it threatened to break the skin. "Usagi-san p-please…" came his throatily whispered plea.

"Please what, Misa-kitty?"

Misaki wiggled his bottom over his seme's lap and whimpered. Akihiko emitted a low growl of his own but held fast.

"So mean," Misaki whined, when Akihiko still didn't pounce him.

"Tell me," Akihiko coaxed.

"Show me," he added a moment later trailing a single finger over the curve of one of Misaki's ass cheeks.

Misaki scrunched his shoulders as he tried to resist, but the sensation of his owner's touch drew a frustrated hiss from him. Without being entirely aware of what he was doing, his long fingers released the collar of Akihiko's shirt and began frantically fumbling with the buttons.

Once Misaki had the shirt open, he pushed the fabric off to the sides, revealing his seme's hard muscular chest. His purr intensified at the sight. Misaki lowered his wild, dark head and leaned in, taking one of Akihiko's nipples into his mouth and swirling his rough pink tongue over the rouged disc.

Akihiko let out a pleasured moan as his usually timid pet's delicate tongue slicked hot over the cool surface of his chest. At the same time Misaki's hands moved down and began to eagerly wrestling with his belt.

Luxuriating in the sweet music of clanking buckle and whispered unzipping, He added his own voice to the composition with a lush gasp when Misaki finally slid the band of his boxers down over the pearling tip of his erection.

As soon as his pet had his pants adequately unfastened, Akihiko gently grabbed a handful of Misaki's thick brown mane and moved to pull the kitten's head from his chest. Misaki growled at this action, and nipped, catching the tender tip he'd been licking between his teeth as Akihiko drew him back.

Akihiko watched in pained pleasure as the tip of his nipple stretched, until at last, Misaki released it. The kitten mewled in frustration at the separation, but this was quickly quelled as Akihiko brought Misaki's face to his and crushed out any further protests with his moment their lips met. His demanding tongue sought entrance.

Misaki opened immediately and sucked Akihiko into his mouth; the author's eyes widened at this sensation. It was so unlike the timid motions of his usually passive pet. He tightened his grip in Misaki's hair and the pull of this only seemed to incite his kitten further. Misaki pushed his own rough tongue in to Akihiko's mouth, humming with the hunger induced by his heat.

As the pair continued in their torrid necking, Misaki wrapped his arms around his seme's strong neck, entwining his slender fingers through the man's rich, tousled mop.

Akihiko wrapped his arm under Misaki and the hand not tangled in the neko's hair slipped around and cupped one of the kitten's firm ass cheeks. At this sensation Misaki pulled his mouth away from the kiss, gasping. Before he could even catch his breath, however, he began nipping passionately along his owner's strong jaw. Misaki moved down licking and sucking Akihiko's neck.

Gripping his kitten tightly, Akihiko stood, clutching him to him. He allowed his disheveled drawers to fall down around his ankles and gracefully stepped out of them. Misaki's chocolate whip-tail wrapped itself around one of his owner's lean thighs as he sensually worried one of Akihiko's earlobes.

Hot, heat-scented breath whispered, "P-please Usagi-san... Please fuck me."

At these words Akihiko's knees actually buckled with surprise. He fell back, hard, onto the couch, the jolt of it elicited a growling heat howl from Misaki.

Misaki lifted himself up on his knees again; he pressed his torso against Akihiko's. Their sweat-damp skins stuck and slid when they met.

Akihiko felt his kitten's sticky dick and velvety sac rub up against the hard flesh of his stomach. He grabbed his own stiff shaft and positioned it beneath his desperate pet.

"Who do you belong to, Misaki?" Akihiko leaned his head forward and placed a sucking kiss on his neko's salty collarbone, leaving a new mate mark.

Misaki didn't even wait for preparation; he placed his dripping pucker over his big bunny's cock. "Y…you." He whimpered as he began to push down onto the head of Akihiko's sizable shaft.

"Who else?" Akihiko rumbled, holding himself to help guide Misaki over him. He licked his lips, watching the delicious grimaces on his panting pet's face, as Misaki sought to accommodate him.

Misaki's thin arms were now resting on broad shoulders, bracing himself as he slid down.

The lean teen moaned and purred as he felt his owner fill him. The sense of his seme inside him instantly brought him a bit of relief from the maddening ache and the itch of his heat.

When Misaki didn't answer quite fast enough for his satisfaction, Akihiko bucked his hips up thrusting himself the rest of the way in.

"Nnnn no one," Misaki gasped at the power of the thrust and how delicious it felt.

"I…I… belong to no one else, but you Usagi-san." Misaki's breath cane in whimpering pants, he'd been rocked with an orgasmic eruption almost the moment his seme had fully entered him.

Akihiko marveled at the amount of cum that shot out from his kitten's cock, his belly soon glistening with a web of milky strands.

Rather than fall into a stupor this time, Misaki barely even finished his climaxed clenching before his heat lewd body began to automatically rock. His hips pulsed and thrust, his post-coital purr still burred low in his throat as he started riding his seme's hard cock.

Akihiko slicked a hand down the sweating skin of his little pet's back. Then his fingers kneaded the sweet flesh of Misaki's tight ass. Each touch wrenched a gasp or a shiver from the hormonally sensitized neko.

He was enraptured watching his normally reticent pet's wanton performance: sweat damp head dipped, hands grasping his shoulders, the buck of hips and rise and fall of glistening thighs.

Listening to the pleasured rasps of his kitten's breath, Akihiko knew he couldn't hold back much longer. His long strong fingers left Misaki's ass, they drifted around to the kitten's front, stroked up Misaki's slick, heaving belly and found new anchor on the small hybrid's pectorals. His agile hands traveled over his Takahashi's slender torso pinching and teasing each of the neko's six erect nipples.

A series of glorious moans panted out between kiss-bruised lips. Misaki's neck arched backwards as he succumbed to this literally titillating touch. Akihiko looked on the wonder of Misaki's elegant throat, taut and sex blushed, as his pet gave himself up freely to the sensations coursing through him.

"No, mmmore… too much," Misaki mewled. His spent cock was already reviving, however.

"Tell me again who you belong to," Akihiko growled, his lust stirred to new heights experiencing his pet's passion. His hands gripped Misaki's hips and held the kitten in place hindering the catboy's motions.

Misaki's head snapped forward at this, he stared straight into his owner's eyes.

Akihiko had never seen such hunger, such desire in his kitten's fecund, green gaze. This in itself was enough to push him to the brink.

"Usagi-san" Misaki growled, with no hesitation. Misaki was rewarded for this answer with a ravenous smile from his rabbit.

Akihiko's large hands moved. They slipped around Misaki's lean sides cradling the kitten's ridged spine and pulling his neko into him. "Tell me again, Misa-kitty," Akihiko demanded, binding his pet to obedience with the silk of his voice. He suddenly bucked up again into Misaki's aching orifice, "But this time, use my proper title."

Misaki uttered murring mewl and wrapped his arms around his seme's neck again before biting down hard enough to draw blood from the top of one of Akihiko's broad shoulders.

Akihiko thrust up again.

Misaki gasped around Akihiko's flesh as his tender tongue salved the weeping wound he'd just inflicted. Then the kitten hung his head over his silver-seme's shoulder and gave an ecstatic howl as he was driven into with Akihiko's hard cock once more.

"Master… Master Usami."

Misaki choked on his pleasure, as his owner's strong arms held him tightly, thrust hard and deeply. A low keen built in his throat when his words caused Akihiko to stop.

Misaki felt Usagi-san clutch him tighter.

"No, my other name," Akihiko entreated, panting, his tone the closest to begging Misaki had ever heard, a note of sadness suddenly dampening the burning fires of his owner's desire.

Misaki felt his seme's strong arms supporting him as they shifted. Akihiko moved with his kitten, until he'd gently laid his slender neko's back against the soft cushions of the couch. Misaki locked his ankles around Usagi-san's trim hips, holding him to him, fearful that his wrong answer would cause his owner to withdraw.

Akihiko released his grip around his pet. He propped himself up off Misaki on long muscular arms. He caught his beloved Takahashi's green gaze. He held his breath as he looked deeply into Misaki's eyes, desperately searching.

A look of comprehension, followed by a superb blush blossomed on Misaki's face. His ears twitched forward. Even in the midst of his heat a suddenly shy look filled Misaki's eyes. He raised a hand and gently grazed a drop of sweat rolling down one of his lover's cheeks.

"A… A… Akihiko," Misaki breathed.

Akihiko's face broke into a pleased smile, one that had never before been brought out.

He rose slightly, his hands gripped his kitten's bony hips, pulling Misaki to him. He began to thrust again, smoothly, deeply. In the midst of this, however, his intense pale eyes never left Misaki's.

For once Misaki stared back, wide-eyed, bottom lip bit, overwhelmed by the sudden softness in Usagi-san's eyes.

Emboldened by this, Misaki called his owner's name again.

"Akihiko."

Akihiko uttered a magnificent moan at the word and his pace quickened. The friction of his pumping cock rubbed against the neko's pleasure spot. With each succeeding thrust his seme's name became an ecstatic mantra in Misaki's mouth.

Misaki purred it over and over again, until he was silenced with a passionate but tender kiss by Akihiko panting above him.

Akihiko moaned into Misaki's mouth and then his lips slipped down, sucking along the cord of his beloved's taut neck. Misaki's back arched up beneath him; his slender tail rattled. The hybrid threw his head back and howled as he came again when Akihiko claimed him with another mark.

As he clenched around him, Akihiko shuddered, filling the writhing neko with his seed. He collapsed on top of Misaki.

"I love you, Misaki," Akihiko murmured into a fuzzy, damp ear.

After a few minutes lying, spent, on top of Misaki, Akihiko could tell by the flick of his uncomplaining pet's tail he was getting heavy. He pushed up and off and lay down on his side, pulling the exhausted neko against him.

"I love you, Misaki," Akihiko whispered again, placing a gentle kiss on his kitten's temple.

"I love you too, Usagi-san," Misaki mumbled half asleep as he pressed his cooling shoulders against his seme's broad chest, the seed inside of him momentarily relieving his need.

They laid there together for a time. After a bit, Akihiko propped himself up and tangled his fingers gently in Misaki's sweat-damp hair. He leaned his mouth down and licked his pet's salty nape and trailed gentle kisses over a slender shoulder.

Misaki, whimpered softly in his sleep, when Akihiko rose and his warmth left him.

Akihiko slipped his damp shirt off and draped it over Misaki until he could grab a proper blanket for his exhausted pet. He smiled to himself as he watched the kitten snuggle down deeper.

Then with a contented sigh, he went to grab a throw and get Misaki a big glass of water, since everyone had seemed so intent on warning him about the dangers of dehydration.

When Akihiko emerged from the kitchen ten minutes later (he had needed some hydration himself) with a blanket he grabbed from the laundry room in one hand, and a tall glass of water in the other, he was shocked with the vision he encountered.

Misaki was stretched out on the couch facing him in the submissive neko posture. His lithe tail curled up over his back, his damp ears flat. Misaki's heat haunted eyes glistened with frustrated tears.

"Usagi-san," the tormented teen kitten whimpered, "Maybe you should call Dr. Ochi again. I felt better for a little bit, but now I'm feeling 'strange' again."

Misaki all but sobbed, "I… I still need more…."

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