"Kitty" Year-Round

Part IX: Now Leaving Powmiadae

by Mia LeighArc

The next morning, Delbert awoke with a little too much of "morning wood." He tried to adjust his position in bed, but nothing seemed to help.

"Good thing I went to bed alone last night…" He thought as he awkwardly walked into the bathroom thinking of a way to help his situation. Not a moment too soon, a knock on his bedroom door.

"Just a minute." He said as politely as possible so as not to sound strange. A few moments later another knock, to which he replied,

"Just a second, I'll be right out." He heard the door open and then close again.

"Maybe they saw I wasn't there and went downstairs." He thought as he ran a comb through his unruly locks. He put on the same robe from last night, his favorite and opened the door leading to his room. Amelia stood there in her robe as well, but it was opened to reveal an above a knee length partially see-through nightgown. He had been holding a towel to dry his hands on, but the sight before him caused it to fall into the floor.

"A-Amelia…err…what are you doing in here?" He asked as he swallowed hard. He couldn't help but admire the view before him, however. Amelia noticed and as if she realized her robe was open, closing the opening, and tying it off at her slender waist.

"Delbert…about my behavior last night…" She managed to get out before he spoke again.

"Yes?" He said with a little more enthusiasm than he was expecting.

"I wanted to apologize; I don't know what had gotten into me and I'm sorry for how my actions may have affected you." She whispered apologetically. Delbert was hoping for something different, but with a slight air of disappointment, he came to understand. Here he was hoping to continue where they left off and she was apologizing for how she behaved. How he hoped she would misbehave again…Amelia noticed how quiet he got and how he looked slightly disappointed and suddenly understood.

"You don't feel guilty about it do you?" She asked quietly. Delbert nodded, which caused Amelia to blush.

"No, no, not at all." He finally said.

"I don't remember the last time I did something like that…" he added which caused Amelia's color to become more and more red as he spoke of and had understood far too well. Delbert was starting to walk toward her slowly.

"I guess academics like myself grow used to the idea of being alone for long periods of time." He said as she followed suit, narrowing the space between them.

"Yes Delbert, however us spacers…rarely have-time for anything else but the stars…but it too…gets a bit…lonely." She muttered in between deep breaths as the space between them finally got filled. Delbert reached out and touched her cheek with the back of his hand softly, then soothed his hand to the nape of her neck, watching her redden more visibly. Without a moments time for pause, she snaked her hands 'round the opening to his robe and untied the belt. Delbert then immediately followed suit and opened her robe as well, getting another long glance of her night gown. Both let their robes fall around their feet and simply stood there staring at each other nervously and taking deep breathes. Delbert reached out his Amelia's shoulders, softly brushing the straps to her night gown to the side, he let his hands slowly wander until her gown until he was caressing the curvature of her hips. He let his hands continue to wander farther very slowly down to her exposed thighs, pulling one of her legs towards his waist, Amelia then wrapped the other leg around his waist steered them towards his bed. Amelia pushed him down onto the bed and got on all fours on top of him. The two of them to say the least were a sweaty and out of breath as they continued in their line of action until neither of them could stand up any longer. Amelia dropped down on the bed next to him breathing hard and caked in sweat. She was on his chest and groped her fingers slowly through his chest hair. Delbert let out a sigh, closing his eyes. When he opened them, however, he realized it must've been a dream. Amelia wasn't next to him, but her scent was in the air. He saw no signs from the events of the previous night other than when Amelia broke the rope she had been restrained with and the claw marks she left on his headboard. Amelia's robe was still on the floor from that morning though but his wasn't, leaving him with an extremely uncomfortable pair of bloomers and an air of confusion.

"Woof!" He exclaimed as he got into a robe out of the closet and slippers to go downstairs for some breakfast. We walked down the stairs to find Sarah and Amelia sitting at the table in the kitchen reading the paper, Amelia eying him seductively over it as she read. Sarah was enjoying a tall glass of purp juice and light conversation with the Captain. Delbert yawned and ran a hand over his face in hopes to wake up. He casually grabbed a glass and poured himself some purp juice as well. He grabbed a bowl and prepared some cereal for himself. He looked in the direction of Amelia mostly and Sarah who were completely oblivious.

"Do either of you need anything while I'm up?" he asked sweetly. Sarah looked up briefly and Amelia was too consumed in her newspaper to respond. "No, Delbert we seem to have everything." Sarah responded kindly.

"Does he know?" Sarah whispered to Amelia, she shook her head in response and choked back a slight laugh.

"I don't think so…" Amelia responded. Delbert had been listening in horror from the other side of the room.

"What if it did happen after all and she just went downstairs for breakfast and let me sleep?" He thought to himself. He turned his head once more to gaze just the Amelia this time.

"Errr, Amelia, may I speak with you…for just a moment…" Delbert said indicating in the living room. Amelia rolled her eyes and put down the paper on the table. Sarah laughed and nudged her.

"uh oh, somebody's in trouble, is he wanting a second round?" Sarah called to her retreating back. Delbert closed the door behind them and looked at Amelia with a look of embarrassment.

"Delbert, what was so important that you insisted on interrupting my morning paper?" Amelia quipped with a big smile. Delbert took a deep breath.

"Listen, about what happened between us this morning; I'm not sure if it was a very good idea." He said matter-of-factly. Amelia's ears stood straight up, and she let out a light chuckle.

"Why would you think that? I'm not sure what you're talking about; perhaps it was a dream Doctor. I've been down here all morning." She said hardly holding back her laughter. Delbert suddenly blushed and turned away from Amelia. She walked up to him anyway and put her hand on his shoulder.

"…but I am flattered that you had such an impressionable dream about me." Amelia said, giving him a soft peck on the cheek. Delbert turned around and looked the Amelia smiled and winked at him as she walked back towards the kitchen.

"Why does she keep doing that?" He asked himself aloud. As she was walking away, Delbert found himself gazing longingly at her backside, he couldn't help but notice she was wearing his favorite robe.

"Amelia, wait! Isn't that my robe?" He asked before she could reach the doorway.

"It is…Delbert. "she replied putting special emphasis on how she said his name with a husky voice. She walked back to where he stood, wrapping her arms around him, and pulling him towards her.

"Do you want it back?" She mused flirtatiously her hand going to the belt. Delbert felt like he had swallowed his tongue in the process.

"No-no! I'm just trying to piece together what happened." Delbert choked out. Amelia let out a giggle at that.

"Well, it's true, we did make love this morning, Delbert. I was only teasing you before." Delbert looked shocked and half dazed. Then he flashed a suave smile for a moment.

"But-but…wait, are you just trying to get me to punish you again?" he managed to spit out before she kissed him. He groaned in response.

"You were sleeping so soundly that I didn't want to wake you, love. I think were brilliant together, truly. However I would be lying if I said I didn't like being punished..." Amelia finally admitted after they separated. Delbert had a goofy smile on his face.

"So you're a glutton for punishment I see. Oh thank goodness this morning wasn't a dream, that explains a lot." He said in a whisper. Amelia nodded and took his hand in hers.

"Only when you're the one doing the punishment. Oh and Delbert, I can teach you to tie a proper spacers knot, so I don't break through my restraints next time…" she said with a suave smile and a wink. Delbert finally relaxed and moved his hand to swat her lightly on the rear end as they walked into the kitchen. Amelia smiled and blushed slightly as they came through the door. Sarah was laughing hysterically at this point, seeing how they both were blushing.

"Good morning, Delbert—I trust you slept well!" She spout out between fits of laughter. Amelia was trying not to smile as Delbert sat down at the table, Amelia pulling her chair close to his as she sat down.

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A few weeks later Captain Amelia was to report to the Admiral Bluedwarf for a special op's assignment. She was to travel to a nearby port town (inhabited by gypsies from Montressor) to track down a very skilled and trained killer at large who calls himself "The Bloodmaster." During the period of five months had killed five women caught and killed five naval officers who were trying to capture him at the time. The fact that esteemed and capable men of the Royal Navy had lost their lives because of this man, made it the business of the Admiral to send Captain Amelia on this mission. The admiral had said that he trusted Amelia with the highest esteem after her time in the Kattindog Quasar War and he trusted her immensely now. Amelia packed a small bag and headed out for the spaceport. There, in the company of the ship she would under for the mission, she was briefed of the exact location he was last seen. When she finally arrived, she was then briefed as well by the local NIO's (or Naval Officers) about the man in question. One particularly large bellied human fellow was the man in charge. His name was Lieutenant Charles Archer. As they discussed information they had on the man, Amelia spoke up.

"So, tell me, why does he insist on going by the name 'The Bloodmaster' anyway?" Amelia had asked, she still never got a clear answer in the end, but that he was dangerous, and they needed to keep an eye on him.

"Now captain," said the large fellow with a low growl of a voice.

"You must make sure that you have a detective with you at all times for back-up, I don't want to be held responsible for more people dying, is that understood?" Amelia sighed lightly due to coming all this way to be told what to do by some neophyte detective.

"Detective, I'll have you know that I have over ten years of navel experience and I didn't travel all this way to be taking orders from you." Charles grew angry at her. Openly glowering at her.

"With all due respect miss, I have heard of your history and experienced or not, this is MY investigation, and I will be calling the shots around here!" Amelia responded with a glare. How long could she stand to deal with this imbecilic man? Amelia turned quickly on her heel and walked out of the room, leaving Charles alone.

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Delbert sat in his observatory, looking through his telescope when Sarah walked in and sat down next to him. There was a pause and Delbert were trying to break the tension

"Is everything okay Sarah? "Delbert asked. Sarah seemed dazed, only looking up at him when she thought he wasn't looking.

"Oh, things are fine, I was just wondering if Amelia told you where she was headed for this mission. I'm getting a bad feeling about it." Sarah said as she tried to hide her worried expression.

"I know, I've been worried sick as well. Do you think that something is wrong?" Delbert asked sitting back in his chair shifting uncomfortably as if talking to a brick

"Maybe, I've been hearing about this murderer at large in the paper, I sure hope nothing will happen to her." Sarah said kindly. Sarah suddenly spoke sternly.

"Delbert, we need to talk about this..." Her voice trailed off as if something needed to be said but it wasn't the proper time.

"Talk about what? "He said rather confused for a moment.

"You and the Captain. I've noticed the tension has only increased between you two lately since you two have gotten physical. I just want you to be happy, Delbert. I know you both care about each other. "

"Well, I will admit, she's all I think about. I've even been having some rather interesting dreams lately…" Delbert said, blushing slightly.

"Well now, it's no wonder you've been so quiet lately!" Sarah laughed aloud.

"I just wish there was something I could do…She causes such a passion in me, that I've never known." Delbert said with a sigh.

"Why not take her on another date when she comes home?" Sarah suggested.

"Well…err. That is to say…ummm…WOOF!" He exclaimed. Sarah simply smiled and changed the subject as the conversation continued.

"I only hope she knows you as well as I do." Sarah thought as she tossed him a glance from over the table; an unknown eagerness was building inside of him.

"I wonder if she is safe right now…I want her to come home to me." Delbert thought as his thoughts carried him away.

XXX

There was a gigantic bon fire where people were dancing wildly like gypsies, tramps and thieves and woman were dancing on a platform performing Celtic rhythm dancing to the music. Exotically beautiful, long haired, and dark-skinned women of very petite sizes where moving in rhythm to the sounds of the music; arms swaying slow nighttime breeze, making the mood a little more sensual and seductive. The Bloodmaster looked around seeing all the skin peeking through the outfits the performing women while they were holding their skirts, swaying them from side to side and putting their hands together and doing waves in the air in tune with the music. The man continued stomping, clapping, and singing in a three-part harmony from the dancers while noticeable ash particles from the fire flew. Sounds from the broken wood could be heard from underfoot all around. He suddenly saw a set of vibrant blue eyes set in the most gorgeous creature: a tall, very slender woman; a sleek, exotic feline who walked about on two very shapely legs in a set of knee-high boots that any dominatrix would be jealous of...and the way her blonde hair fell on her shoulders slightly was pure seduction. She was staring back at him as he walked. His gaze was quite intense; it sent shivers down her spine. She stopped walking and stood close still exchanging his gaze. In a partially lit room, the man and the young woman were up against a wall. Olivia Cervantes, at the ripe age of 16, had been a gypsy her life, but the excitement of living among the gypsies didn't hold a candle to the man that stood before her. The man stood holding her hands pressed against the extremely and even dangerously close to her. She could hardly speak.

"What are you doing here? "The man mused. Olivia tried to remain calm.

"I've lived here all my life; I'm just looking to have a little fun." She said sweetly like the young naive girl she was.

"Well then get ready for the ride of your life, I'll show you a good time that you'll never forget…" The man said both playfully and sort-of creepy. The man lifted Olive's posterior to the countertop in the room and started removing her undergarments rather forcefully. She yelped slightly but allowed him to indulge. Olivia opened her blouse to show her best feature. The man showed obvious interest and ventured his attention to that feature instead. The man grazed her lips, neck, and bosom in a seductive way with gripping her waist. Olivia became flustered and nervous, even more than before. Aggressively he pulled her even closer to him, feeling her heart beating next pasted and racing. Her soft blonde hair was brushing against his face slightly. The man pulled away needing leverage to stand up, he was breathing hard at this point

"So, what's with the gypsy convention? Is there a full moon or something?" The man laughed aloud.

"Hey...Those are my friends you're insulting!" She chuckled and lightly pushed him playfully.

"You should be careful the company you keep in a town like this. "The man said with a glare as he ran himself deep into her at the edge of the countertop and realized he was now hurting her

"Now it's my turn to make you bleed" the man thought he pushed back a little too much and knocked her onto the ground onto some broken wine glasses. She looks the man had a crazed look in his eye and as he bent over to pick up a sharp piece of glass, Olivia started backing away through the glass shards. The man was too few seconds he had one hand on her mouth and the other pointing the sharp end of the glass shard into her neck with the other.

"You know what happens to people who make fun of me, right?" He whispered menacingly. She shook her head no. He pushed the glass shard into her neck a little penetrating the skin. She tried to scream but was partially muffled by his hand over her mouth. Outside, perched by a tree about ten feet away were Amelia and then backing her up, heard the scream and got their plasma pistols poised and ready for use as they neared the sound of the scream.

"And now, my dear, the fun really starts…" The man said as he finally plunged the glass shard into the girl's stomach, causing her to slowly bleed. He wiped his hands off dragged her body out of the little shack. Behind the shack was a wooded area, so he decided to drag her out there so he could bring the body back to his ship. He wiped down her with a cloth, hoping nobody would find any fingerprints on her skin or the murder weapon. Behind him, he heard some slight rustling in a nearby bush, none did he know been stalking him the whole night and moved to the bush to get a closer look. He didn't see anything, and he had only a limited amount of time before someone realized she was missing, gypsy or not. He would get caught if he weren't careful, he knew that, but he was determined to take an opportunity when it presents itself. He lifted the body off the ground as well as the glass shard and threw the body over his shoulder. He started to pack up his things when he heard rustling from the same bush as before. The man drew his plasma pistol and walked to the direction of the sound. Amelia and the cadet saw him coming and remained very still. The man was standing right there and couldn't find them in the dark. The man usually wore glasses but didn't typically wear them when he made his kills or else someone may recognize him, or he may come off as being weak, which was something that the man really didn't wanted to have a reputation for after being considered a nerd his whole life. The man stood for a moment and upon thinking head, he turned and walked back to where his sloop was so he could be on his way. As he started up the engine, he flew just over where Amelia and the cadet where, though he did not see them as he flew his vessel out of town.

"He's on the run again it seems…" the admiral had said to Amelia as she returned to his office that night. Amelia looked concerned about what to do now.

"The local detectives from Powmiadae send their thanks in tracking the man we have been following. Unfortunately, I'm afraid we've been unable to track him since but believe he is perhaps moving in the direction of the Kerian Abyss…"

"Captain, if I need to call upon your services again, I will need to know that I can rely on you." With a nod and a salute, the admiral went back to the stack of paper desk.

The next day, Amelia returned home, meeting Delbert at the spaceport.

On their way home in his carriage, everything grew silent. Delbert still struggled with the words; he felt it at the tip of his tongue and tossed it about in his mouth p response. He swished it around for a few minutes in silence, when at last he bit his cheek and could no longer contain it.

"Amelia?" He said sweetly.

"Yes, Delbert?" Amelia said sleepily.

"I.I. I love you." He concluded as she focused her gaze directly into his eyes as he turns to her. She looked determined while he was still in awe of the magical moment closer to him and leaned somewhat against him with her head on his shoulder, still holding onto his arm. Soon after, they arrived at the house and she sat and talked in his observatory until she fell asleep. He carried her to her room and gently laid her on the soft bed, pulling off her boots and then wrapped the blankets around her to stay warm. He kissed her forehead and watched nervously as she shifted and then seemed to go limp and passed out from exhaustion.

"I love you too." she whispered to herself as she slipped off into dreamland.