Black Cat Fan Fiction ❯ Better Than Milk ❯ Chapter 1
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: narinari 
Same as the first.
Anime/Manga: Black Cat Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.06.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 861 | Status: Completed
Same as the first.
Anime/Manga: Black Cat Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.06.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 861 | Status: Completed
A/N: I don't own Black Cat, I do however own all the books and a stray cat (as in it wanders around my neighborhood and I just feed it sometimes) who just happens to be all black and I call it Train Heartnet. How very creative of me. T_T
MATA!!!: Tis a boy on boy don’t like it, don’t read it.
"SVENNY BABY!!!" Train ran through the street calling out for his partner.
"How many times do I have to tell you I'm your partner not your 'Svenny Baby'!" Sven said after he whacked Train on the head.
"Awww but 'Svenny Baby' is so much cuter than just 'Sven'." Train reasoned, "Hello Princess did you and Svenny Baby have a good time at the zoo?" Train asked looking done at Eve who had been reading a book on child psychology.
Eve looked up from the book to glare slightly at her rival for Sven's attention and replied that it was fine. Train laughed at her animosity towards him. She was only a little girl but she had the mind of a adult and the fighting skills to match it, but sometimes she could be as childish as Train, which was saying something.
"Oh I ran into Rins while I was eating and she wants to take Princess to some party tomorrow, real fancy, says she needs her to poise as her younger sister." Train babbled as they walked towards the hotel they were currently staying at.
"But I wanted Eve to come with us to pick up Kingslee." Sven said.
"Yea but that might not be such a good idea it's said that Kingslee has a thing for little girls and if we use her for bait and something goes wrong well....I don't even want to think about what would happen to her." Train informed them.
"I'll be okay, I want to help you Sven." Eve tugged on his hand. Sven looked thoughtful and glanced at Train who had one eye on Eve.
"No Eve, Train's right. I don't think this is such a great one for you to do. You go with Rins you know you'd be a great help to her if you went." Sven patted her on the head and opened the front door.
"Okay Sven, but if you need something promise to call?" Eve asked.
"Promise."
The Next Day
"Well that was no fun at all." Train said dejectedly walking through the front door. The sweep had only lasted a few hours and that mostly consisted of watching and following Kingslee. Yet when it came time to capture him, he gave up with almost no fight.
"Stupid Train, it's better that way." Sven said walking in behind him and shutting the door to the small apartment.
"Awww, but I wanted at least some kind of chase!" Train whined.
"Look, seeing that Eve's out for the night how 'bout I take you out, eh?" Sven offered, sitting down on the couch.
"Really?! Somewhere nice?" Train became excited and sort of jumped on Sven.
"Where ever you want go."
"YAY! I wanna go to that restaurant on the other side of town! You know the one where they have the ice sculptures?"
Sven hit Train on the head with a newspaper , "When I said 'anywhere' I meant somewhere where we wouldn't spend the whole bounty!"
"Pwease Svenny Baby?" Train made his best puppy eyes and clutched slightly at Sven's shirt. Sven sighed, why did Train always win?
"Fine. Go get ready."
"Yay!"
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"Wow Sven this place is really fancy." Train said as the valet drove off with their car.
"They better be careful with my car." Sven muttered darkly not listening to Train.
Sven looked around once inside and immediately regretted his decisions to take the Black Cat here. This place was going to cost him a fortune with the way Train ate! It was a seemingly nice decor, it had a Mediterranean theme about it, with gold ceiling hooks and grape leaves in corners. And there were the ice sculptures, they were all of fish. It wasn't until they were seated the Sven realized why Train wanted to come here.
The dessert menu had several types of crème brulee, Train's favorite. Unfortunately crème brulee was very expensive.
"Sven? What am I allowed to get?" Train asked eagerly. This was a ritual, Sven always put restrictions on Train's meals.
"Only two entrees with the way this is priced." Sven replied calculating how much this would cost with dessert and wine.
"Only two?" Train whined, but just went back to looking at the menu. Sven wondered why the Hell he was doing this, why should he care if Train was happy? Well he should care just not this much. I mean caring for your partner is one thing, obsessing over what restaurant to take him for dinner was another. Which Sven did often, only rarely taking Train to someplace nice, about once a moth really. Sven had to admit it though, he wanted Train-bad.
A waiter then interrupted Sven's thoughts as he came to take their order. Train ordered the Three Cheese Chicken Cacciatore Pasta and Bistecca alla Fiorentina. Sven was going to order the La Cotoletta alla Milanese but after he saw Train had ordered the two most expensive items on the menu he settled on the Blood Orange and Garlic Chicken.
Once the waiter was gone Sven leaned over the table and hissed, "Must you pick the most expensive things on the menu every time I take you somewhere nice?!"
"Yes." Train said simply with a smile. Sven seethed, what did Train take him for a money tree? They were silent for the rest of the time until the food came. Train had occupied himself with eating all of the complementary bread and sipping at his wine, sulking a little.
Sven sighed he had forgotten to ask the waiter for milk.
"Excuse me, sir?" Sven asked when the waiter came back, the young boy turned to him,
"Could you please bring me some milk?" The waiters eyebrows rose but he nodded and left quickly. Train beamed at him.
"I love you Sven!" He exclaimed. Sven grumbled and turned back to his food. All was going well now, Train had his milk, the food was delicious and if he was lucky Train would share his dessert. Yes, all was well until Train opened his big mouth.
"Hey, Sven?"
"Yea?" Sven replied drinking some of his wine.
"Is this like, our first date?" Train's question was so innocent, it was cute. Unfortunately he caught Sven off guard who choked and spit his wine out over the side of the table. Train's eyes got wide as he watched the other man cough. "Are you okay? Sven?!"
"*Cough* Train *Cough* what in God's name made you say that?" Sven managed out.
"I don't know," Train said meekly, he had a feeling he said something wrong, maybe Sven didn't feel that way about him? "It just...kind of feels like a date..." He finished.
Sven's eyes just went wide a bit, Train was right though it did kind of feel like a date. "Well....uh...Do you want it to be?"
Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes! Wait what the Hell am I thinking? Oh God please say yes!....Sven's mind screamed at Train telepathically.
".....Yes?" Train asked more than said.
"Fine, it's a date then." Sven announced doing a little dance on the inside, oh yea this kitty was his! Sven brought his glass up and Train brought up his and the toasted to themselves. All in all dinner was good...except for the bill.
The ride home however was silent, for each was thinking of the night to come. Sure it was nice that they had just had a wonderful little first date together but now the had to go home and sleep in the same bed. It was bound to be a little awkward.
The entered the apartment just as silent and Sven immediately headed for the bathroom, Train on the other hand went to their shared bedroom and laid down. When Sven entered the room he was sure everything would be back to normal, but alas things don't always work out that way.
There lay Train, seemingly unaware of the picture he presented, no shirt, ruffled hair and a pair of extremely short shorts which Sven wasn’t even sure why he owned in the first place. He looked like sex. Sven let a little predatory growl escape his throat and Train looked up.
"Hey, you comin' to bed?" Train smiled.
"Y-Yea." Sven walked slowly to the bed laying down on his side. Train, not sensing his partners discomfort immediately snuggled up to him, like he always did. That was part of the reason Train and Sven slept in the same room, Train couldn't sleep without someone there.
That and the fact that the princess had to sleep somewhere. "Uh Train?" Train looked up in answering and their eyes locked. Train gasped a little as he looked into the eye of his partner, were they always that shade of brown? Suddenly there were kisses, little at first but they grew stronger, more passionate.
Sven moaned as Train began removing his shirt, and sucking on the flesh that was exposed. Once Train got to his nipple he forgot to function and could no longer think straight. It wasn't long that Train abandoned Sven chest and moved on to other things. Train smirked as he removed Sven's pants, letting out his engorged member. Slowly the Black Cat leaned over the sweeper and let a hot breath out on the tip. Sven shivered at the contact, Train smiled and dipped his head fully devouring his sex.
Sven screamed at the new sensation of Train swirling his tongue around his cock. "T-Train.."Sven moaned when said man ran his tongue on the underside vein. It didn't take too long after that until Train had Sven moaning as he came. He happily lapped up all of his new lovers seed.
"That's the best milk I've ever had." Train said licking the side of his mouth. Sven nearly came again from the sight of something so erotic.
“Really? Then I’ll have to try it sometime.” Sven said pushing Train down and thanking all the powers that be that Eve wasn’t there. The sweeper literally ripped off Train’s shorts in his hurry, reveling all of the toned body. Apparently milk did the body good, and judging by Train’s size it must have done a whole lot of good.
“This may hurt a bit, but I don’t have anything t ease it with right now, okay?” Sven informed the man beneath him. Train just nodded and looked at his lover in anticipation.
Sven licked his fingers slowly, teasing Train. When he felt them ready he inserted his pointer finger in Train’s entrance quickly, causing Train to squeeze his eyes shut in pain.
“You okay?” Sven asked concerned.
“Y-Yea. Just keep going.” Train huffed and Sven obeyed. Soon a second finger was inserted and at that point Sven started to stoke Train’s limping dick. After a while a third and final digit was inserted and Train was beginning to enjoy the sensation. Sven smiled and removed his fingers as Train whimpered.
“Be patient love.” Sven told him, slicking up his member with their pre-cum. The sweeper quickly inserted his cock into Train. Train being as cat like as he was, arched into Sven and began mewling.
“Move!” Train commanded when Sven stopped to give him time to adjust. Sven smiled, kissed Train, and did as he was told. His thrust starting out slow an then picking up speed at Train’s insistence.
“Harder!” Train screamed as he neared his peak, Sven threw caution into the wind and pounded into his lover mercilessly. Soon Train came with a cry of ’SVEN!’, his essence shooting between them. Said man followed soon after with a few more thrusts and a grunt of Train’s name.
The two lay there trying to catch their breaths when Sven abruptly pulled out.
“What are you doing?” Train asked as he saw where Sven’s head was going. Sven smirked and dipped his head down. His answer was an action as he began licking Train clean from their activity. Train could only watch in fascination as the man cleaned him, kind of like a cat.
“You know,” Sven said crawling back up to Train, “I think I like that better that milk.”
A/N: Eh, that could have been better, maybe one day when I’m not being a lazy bum I’ll fix it up a bit. Well this was my first Black Cat fic. There aren’t enough SvenTrain fic’s so I thought I’d add to it. Reviews and constructive criticism is accepted, flames are not unless you’re Roy Mustang!
MATA!!!: Tis a boy on boy don’t like it, don’t read it.
"SVENNY BABY!!!" Train ran through the street calling out for his partner.
"How many times do I have to tell you I'm your partner not your 'Svenny Baby'!" Sven said after he whacked Train on the head.
"Awww but 'Svenny Baby' is so much cuter than just 'Sven'." Train reasoned, "Hello Princess did you and Svenny Baby have a good time at the zoo?" Train asked looking done at Eve who had been reading a book on child psychology.
Eve looked up from the book to glare slightly at her rival for Sven's attention and replied that it was fine. Train laughed at her animosity towards him. She was only a little girl but she had the mind of a adult and the fighting skills to match it, but sometimes she could be as childish as Train, which was saying something.
"Oh I ran into Rins while I was eating and she wants to take Princess to some party tomorrow, real fancy, says she needs her to poise as her younger sister." Train babbled as they walked towards the hotel they were currently staying at.
"But I wanted Eve to come with us to pick up Kingslee." Sven said.
"Yea but that might not be such a good idea it's said that Kingslee has a thing for little girls and if we use her for bait and something goes wrong well....I don't even want to think about what would happen to her." Train informed them.
"I'll be okay, I want to help you Sven." Eve tugged on his hand. Sven looked thoughtful and glanced at Train who had one eye on Eve.
"No Eve, Train's right. I don't think this is such a great one for you to do. You go with Rins you know you'd be a great help to her if you went." Sven patted her on the head and opened the front door.
"Okay Sven, but if you need something promise to call?" Eve asked.
"Promise."
The Next Day
"Well that was no fun at all." Train said dejectedly walking through the front door. The sweep had only lasted a few hours and that mostly consisted of watching and following Kingslee. Yet when it came time to capture him, he gave up with almost no fight.
"Stupid Train, it's better that way." Sven said walking in behind him and shutting the door to the small apartment.
"Awww, but I wanted at least some kind of chase!" Train whined.
"Look, seeing that Eve's out for the night how 'bout I take you out, eh?" Sven offered, sitting down on the couch.
"Really?! Somewhere nice?" Train became excited and sort of jumped on Sven.
"Where ever you want go."
"YAY! I wanna go to that restaurant on the other side of town! You know the one where they have the ice sculptures?"
Sven hit Train on the head with a newspaper , "When I said 'anywhere' I meant somewhere where we wouldn't spend the whole bounty!"
"Pwease Svenny Baby?" Train made his best puppy eyes and clutched slightly at Sven's shirt. Sven sighed, why did Train always win?
"Fine. Go get ready."
"Yay!"
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"Wow Sven this place is really fancy." Train said as the valet drove off with their car.
"They better be careful with my car." Sven muttered darkly not listening to Train.
Sven looked around once inside and immediately regretted his decisions to take the Black Cat here. This place was going to cost him a fortune with the way Train ate! It was a seemingly nice decor, it had a Mediterranean theme about it, with gold ceiling hooks and grape leaves in corners. And there were the ice sculptures, they were all of fish. It wasn't until they were seated the Sven realized why Train wanted to come here.
The dessert menu had several types of crème brulee, Train's favorite. Unfortunately crème brulee was very expensive.
"Sven? What am I allowed to get?" Train asked eagerly. This was a ritual, Sven always put restrictions on Train's meals.
"Only two entrees with the way this is priced." Sven replied calculating how much this would cost with dessert and wine.
"Only two?" Train whined, but just went back to looking at the menu. Sven wondered why the Hell he was doing this, why should he care if Train was happy? Well he should care just not this much. I mean caring for your partner is one thing, obsessing over what restaurant to take him for dinner was another. Which Sven did often, only rarely taking Train to someplace nice, about once a moth really. Sven had to admit it though, he wanted Train-bad.
A waiter then interrupted Sven's thoughts as he came to take their order. Train ordered the Three Cheese Chicken Cacciatore Pasta and Bistecca alla Fiorentina. Sven was going to order the La Cotoletta alla Milanese but after he saw Train had ordered the two most expensive items on the menu he settled on the Blood Orange and Garlic Chicken.
Once the waiter was gone Sven leaned over the table and hissed, "Must you pick the most expensive things on the menu every time I take you somewhere nice?!"
"Yes." Train said simply with a smile. Sven seethed, what did Train take him for a money tree? They were silent for the rest of the time until the food came. Train had occupied himself with eating all of the complementary bread and sipping at his wine, sulking a little.
Sven sighed he had forgotten to ask the waiter for milk.
"Excuse me, sir?" Sven asked when the waiter came back, the young boy turned to him,
"Could you please bring me some milk?" The waiters eyebrows rose but he nodded and left quickly. Train beamed at him.
"I love you Sven!" He exclaimed. Sven grumbled and turned back to his food. All was going well now, Train had his milk, the food was delicious and if he was lucky Train would share his dessert. Yes, all was well until Train opened his big mouth.
"Hey, Sven?"
"Yea?" Sven replied drinking some of his wine.
"Is this like, our first date?" Train's question was so innocent, it was cute. Unfortunately he caught Sven off guard who choked and spit his wine out over the side of the table. Train's eyes got wide as he watched the other man cough. "Are you okay? Sven?!"
"*Cough* Train *Cough* what in God's name made you say that?" Sven managed out.
"I don't know," Train said meekly, he had a feeling he said something wrong, maybe Sven didn't feel that way about him? "It just...kind of feels like a date..." He finished.
Sven's eyes just went wide a bit, Train was right though it did kind of feel like a date. "Well....uh...Do you want it to be?"
Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes! Wait what the Hell am I thinking? Oh God please say yes!....Sven's mind screamed at Train telepathically.
".....Yes?" Train asked more than said.
"Fine, it's a date then." Sven announced doing a little dance on the inside, oh yea this kitty was his! Sven brought his glass up and Train brought up his and the toasted to themselves. All in all dinner was good...except for the bill.
The ride home however was silent, for each was thinking of the night to come. Sure it was nice that they had just had a wonderful little first date together but now the had to go home and sleep in the same bed. It was bound to be a little awkward.
The entered the apartment just as silent and Sven immediately headed for the bathroom, Train on the other hand went to their shared bedroom and laid down. When Sven entered the room he was sure everything would be back to normal, but alas things don't always work out that way.
There lay Train, seemingly unaware of the picture he presented, no shirt, ruffled hair and a pair of extremely short shorts which Sven wasn’t even sure why he owned in the first place. He looked like sex. Sven let a little predatory growl escape his throat and Train looked up.
"Hey, you comin' to bed?" Train smiled.
"Y-Yea." Sven walked slowly to the bed laying down on his side. Train, not sensing his partners discomfort immediately snuggled up to him, like he always did. That was part of the reason Train and Sven slept in the same room, Train couldn't sleep without someone there.
That and the fact that the princess had to sleep somewhere. "Uh Train?" Train looked up in answering and their eyes locked. Train gasped a little as he looked into the eye of his partner, were they always that shade of brown? Suddenly there were kisses, little at first but they grew stronger, more passionate.
Sven moaned as Train began removing his shirt, and sucking on the flesh that was exposed. Once Train got to his nipple he forgot to function and could no longer think straight. It wasn't long that Train abandoned Sven chest and moved on to other things. Train smirked as he removed Sven's pants, letting out his engorged member. Slowly the Black Cat leaned over the sweeper and let a hot breath out on the tip. Sven shivered at the contact, Train smiled and dipped his head fully devouring his sex.
Sven screamed at the new sensation of Train swirling his tongue around his cock. "T-Train.."Sven moaned when said man ran his tongue on the underside vein. It didn't take too long after that until Train had Sven moaning as he came. He happily lapped up all of his new lovers seed.
"That's the best milk I've ever had." Train said licking the side of his mouth. Sven nearly came again from the sight of something so erotic.
“Really? Then I’ll have to try it sometime.” Sven said pushing Train down and thanking all the powers that be that Eve wasn’t there. The sweeper literally ripped off Train’s shorts in his hurry, reveling all of the toned body. Apparently milk did the body good, and judging by Train’s size it must have done a whole lot of good.
“This may hurt a bit, but I don’t have anything t ease it with right now, okay?” Sven informed the man beneath him. Train just nodded and looked at his lover in anticipation.
Sven licked his fingers slowly, teasing Train. When he felt them ready he inserted his pointer finger in Train’s entrance quickly, causing Train to squeeze his eyes shut in pain.
“You okay?” Sven asked concerned.
“Y-Yea. Just keep going.” Train huffed and Sven obeyed. Soon a second finger was inserted and at that point Sven started to stoke Train’s limping dick. After a while a third and final digit was inserted and Train was beginning to enjoy the sensation. Sven smiled and removed his fingers as Train whimpered.
“Be patient love.” Sven told him, slicking up his member with their pre-cum. The sweeper quickly inserted his cock into Train. Train being as cat like as he was, arched into Sven and began mewling.
“Move!” Train commanded when Sven stopped to give him time to adjust. Sven smiled, kissed Train, and did as he was told. His thrust starting out slow an then picking up speed at Train’s insistence.
“Harder!” Train screamed as he neared his peak, Sven threw caution into the wind and pounded into his lover mercilessly. Soon Train came with a cry of ’SVEN!’, his essence shooting between them. Said man followed soon after with a few more thrusts and a grunt of Train’s name.
The two lay there trying to catch their breaths when Sven abruptly pulled out.
“What are you doing?” Train asked as he saw where Sven’s head was going. Sven smirked and dipped his head down. His answer was an action as he began licking Train clean from their activity. Train could only watch in fascination as the man cleaned him, kind of like a cat.
“You know,” Sven said crawling back up to Train, “I think I like that better that milk.”
A/N: Eh, that could have been better, maybe one day when I’m not being a lazy bum I’ll fix it up a bit. Well this was my first Black Cat fic. There aren’t enough SvenTrain fic’s so I thought I’d add to it. Reviews and constructive criticism is accepted, flames are not unless you’re Roy Mustang!