DARK DREAMS
Chapter 6: The Curse Takes Its Toll
He slept well for the first time in weeks and it was thanks to that impossibly arrogant SWAT Kat. He sighed, arrogant maybe, but very skilled. He was still uneasy about the night before. He would have to trust his life to T-Bone's paws if he wanted to survive to see the curse ended. Putting aside his uneasiness, he settled down to get some work done that had been neglected due to his illness.
Some weeks later...
The medication was unpleasant and made him slightly ill but the sex with T-Bone made up for it. He had found being with the SWAT Kat at least once a week eased his symptoms significantly.
But now it was the week of the full moon and his nights were filled with those hideous dreams. He wasn't sure if a night with T-Bone would help with those and the increasing tension in his body but anything was better than this restlessness and ache.
He nearly turned around and left at the club door when the odor and sight of so many males made him feel like he did that first time, out of control and on fire. Leaving would only make him more so, groaning he pushed his way through the gyrating bodies and made for the room T-Bone always reserved for them.
He stepped into blessed silence. The soundproofing was excellent here. T-Bone was already undressed and waiting for him. Gritting his teeth against the sudden surge of need, he turned his back on the sight of the buff tom and stripped his clothes off.
T-Bone eyed Feral carefully. The big tom was tense and he could feel waves of that same wild energy Feral had exhibited that first time. It was close to the change. He wondered if it was such a good idea to be doing this now. When Feral turned and headed for him, he saw a haunted look in his eyes and desperation. The tabby realized then that Feral really needed him tonight more than any other time they'd been together.
As Feral sat on the bed tensely, T-Bone reached out and gently began a slow caress to try and ease the trembling tom. "Easy! I know you're feeling the curse so I'll make sure we're thorough and careful. Lay down and let's get started." T-Bone said soothingly. He'd already taught Feral a lot of the basics for foreplay and other simple pleasures like topping T-Bone, though he himself hadn't topped Feral as yet.
He had been planning to advance past the basic stuff tonight but seeing how tense and heated the Commander was he decided simple touches to quick orgasms and then him topping Feral would be necessary to release all the potent lust he could feel building in the big tom.
The erotic touches shot Feral to orgasm far quicker and harder than T-Bone was prepared for. It was obvious the approaching curse was making Feral much more sensitive so instead of releasing the pent up energy it seemed to increase it exponentially. Feral was wilder and there was a dangerous glint of madness in his eyes. It sent a shiver down T-Bone's spine.
'Man he looks like he wants to devour me' the tabby thought uneasily. Better nip the danger quickly. "You know, I think we better restrain you a little, Okay?" T-Bone told the Commander carefully. Gulping nervously, Feral's body was pressing him hard to bite and draw blood. Trembling, he could only nod at the smaller tom's precaution of restraining him.
Moving carefully and gently, T-Bone made Feral get on his paws and knees, then he pulled first one then the other paw into the restraint cuffs and cinched them tight. He then quickly climbed up behind the tom's spread legs and began caressing his inner thighs moving to squeeze and pull gently on his sac before reaching through big kat's legs to tug a moment or two on his hard and weeping cock. Feral bucked and moaned, his body already sweating and straining against the restraints.
T-Bone now turned his attention to the fur less pucker in front of him. The tabby slipped his tongue into Feral's hot channel and probed the organ of greatest pleasure eliciting a scream from the big tom. He flicked the spot a couple of more times with his tongue. His paw felt the large sac tighten and pull up against Feral's groin. He pulled back and prepared himself and Feral for penetration. By now Feral was roaring and bucking trying to pull free of his restraints and looked wildly over his shoulder displaying his fangs. The look in his eyes made T-Bone hot and leery at the same time.
Not wasting anymore time, he plunged into Feral's hot center in one thrust. Feral screamed and shuddered. T-Bone held still a moment to allow the tom to adjust to him but the big kat was having none of it. He desperately pushed against the tabby furiously. Taking that as a demand to get on with it, T-Bone began a punishing rhythm that Feral matched thrust for thrust. Their passion built quickly, rising to a noisy crescendo with T-Bone's howl of completion eclipsed by Feral's nearly primal scream that shook the walls.
Feral shuddered for several minutes, panting and mewing, before finally collapsing unconscious to the bed. T-Bone was limp and unable to move as he lay draped over the supine tom. Finally, regaining some strength he pulled out of Feral and rolled to a sitting position beside the still out of it kat.
To his surprise, despite not being conscious, Feral's body still quivered and whimpers of distress issued from him. Concerned, T-Bone laid a paw on Feral's back and discovered tight, cramped muscles. Straddling Feral's hips, he began to massage the big kat starting from his neck and moving slowly down each arm back to the shoulders then digging deep to release hard bands of knotted muscles down the back. As he reached the buttocks, he felt Feral begin to stir.
He got up and moved to Feral's head and leaned down. "Hey big guy, are you okay?" He asked in concern. Feral raised his head and stared blearily at T-Bone for a moment then dropped it again in exhaustion. "I think so" came his muffled response. Seeing him calm again, T-Bone felt it was safe to remove the restraints. He rubbed each wrist as he released them. Feral sighed but otherwise didn't move.
T-Bone left him to recover and got dressed. He carried Feral's clothes to the bed and handed him a bottle of water. Groaning, the big kat heaved up into a sitting position and drank the water. Slowly he pulled his clothes on while T-Bone watched him closely.
When he'd finished he continued to sit on the bed and finished the water. He looked up at T-Bone eyeing him from the door. "You know, I had an intense desire to draw blood. I was grateful you had restrained me." Feral said soberly.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. You looked pretty crazy there for a while." T-Bone nodded in agreement. "How do you feel now?"
"Relaxed, no longer frantic. I doubt I'll get any sleep though. Those dreams are graphic and terrible." He said tiredly.
"I'm sorry!" T-Bone said sincerely. Feral shrugged and smiled weakly at T-Bone. Sighing again, he heaved to his feet and headed for the door. T-Bone clapped him on the back in sympathy, opened the door and walked with him to the outside where they parted.
He'd been right, the night had been bad so he was exhausted when he went to work the next morning. The full moon was the next night so no matter how tired he was he needed to get some of his work completed since he would be out of it for at least four days.
Full moon night...Megakat Jail...
Once more he trudged into his special cell at Enforcer Headquarters. He wore only a robe not willing to lose any more clothes. As the moon rose high in the sky, the terrible pain burned through him and for the next few hours the cell block echoed with the screams and roars of a maddened creature and on the morning an exhausted Commander was hustled home to rest before the whole thing was repeated.
Elsewhere during this time, Dr. Sinean had finally found the cure. It wasn't good news. Knowing it was the period of the full moon, she decided to wait until Feral recovered to tell him what she'd discovered.