Crossover With Non-anime Series Fan Fiction ❯ Nack and Psycho Lemon Stories ❯ The Cat and Her Rat ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: I wanted to get this out of the way, wanted to do this one since my most recent fictional crush. Um, I hope you enjoy it. Anyhow...this story is set somewhere before the Sonic Colors~NAP Style adaption and um...hope you like it.

The Cat and Her Rat, a Nack & Psycho Verse Lemon Story

Complications had risen for her. She was in a fix and badly so.

Betemesis, you see, had been just recently created and despite the Babylon Rogues, especially Storm, trying to defend her while out in the town, people kept looking oddly at her, like she was an outcast or something. Especially on that Halloween night.

***

The night she had to deal with the nonsense that went around, the night she had gotten lost with Meowth and friends to an abandoned home in an island, the night she wanted to keep warm before turning her gaze on the figure with glowing golden eyes. The same one she had seen.

What neither one of her comrades had known, as the person telling the story of buried treasure to them, was that Betemesis had heard the thoughts of him through telepathy. The golden eyed blue rat on chair dabbed in red cloak garb.

'I can't move!' she began thinking, 'What's wrong with me?'

'It's because you have seen my eyes.' she heard the rat's thoughts speak in her own mind.

'But your thoughts? Why can I hear from you this way?'

'Now is not the time for explanations. All you need to know is this...many things will come and I will need assistance. If you are willing, you will go to this channel 666 where further instructions will be told.'

'Instructions...for what?'

'Just this: My clan and I are in need of allegiance. And we are currently desperate. If you watch tonight, you will hear my story. However, there is one thing you must know.'

'One thing?'

'When you leave out of hypnosis anytime, you will not remember anything about the discussions, including this one. The order likes to be private after all.'

'I see Mister-'

'You will call me, whenever you are dazed once more, Master Pew from now on...this conversation is over.'

As he glanced back at her, the cat looked confused before fainting into her friend, Espio's arms.

Storm, of course, thought she only fainted because she was flustering. However, Wave herself, noticing it, was starting to figure that it was more than hypnosis. And honestly, she was partially right.

That night, after the adventure with the ghosts and Charmy mistaking a ring for candy mishap, when arriving to the manor she was staying at briefly, Betemesis turned on the TV to the channel, secretly watching the broadcast of Master Pew telling her and others that had fallen into the hypnosis his story.

However, as she listened carefully, taking in each and every word of his origin, the tale of the order's origin, and his death before revival, she couldn't help but look at the rat's face quite nicely.

Sure she was partially under the effects of the spell, but there was something about him...something about the rat master...she wanted to know him, know more than what he had partially explained, and yet...

***

Months had passed since then. As time went on during the months, the more she seen his picture and managed to be contacted in secret to him, the more she was interested in him, despite mysterious. Perhaps it was something charming, she thought, as she secretly ensured that Pew's wanted posters, save for the ones she would secretly keep to herself & sometimes kiss, were hidden to ensure his safety. She knew she wouldn't be forgiven, but she'd rather not see him heckled or humiliated more in public than when the Freelancers encountered him.

As time was passing throughout the months, the secret recruiting continued and only the ones most chosen, including herself, had were slowly recruited. Then, came the day for the initiation where, one by one, minus a sibling of the person, they were lead to a strange ritual within Central Park, a cavern hidden within the city's park.

The great power, or at least a taste of it from the Order of Ixis, only needed the power of a boy, a Freelance Bounty Hunter by the name of Nack with both the powers of Prismatology and the power hidden deep inside himself, the same power her master, Pew, had, which could only activate with either the artifact that was destroyed or the mystical Chaos Emeralds. The vampire squirrel would have done so as well, except his vampiric powers probably tainted them.

Her master alongside those he had hired had used a strange spell of a sort, one not requiring an alchemy circle, though causing an intense pain on the boy weasel. His screams of agony were enough to make even a few sick.

The Chinchilla girl, Thunderbolt, however, only saw amusement from this ritual, preparing to make an insult on the boy. An insult that even her master had standards from had Betemesis not slapped her to stay silent, for fear that her master may kill for him accidentally be insulted instead.

The ritual of science and magic done, the small orbs containing the power that they would seek floated around above them, her Master Pew stating that after given a taste of what's to come, there would be no turning back.

The troll woman with him, Wendy, only smirked while bringing most of the orbs of the strange power to her hands, glowing a strange glow to each while the vulture woman, one of those Pew could trust named Nephthys took the rest, placing one on herself and those close to her. Including Psycho who wanted in on it. Perhaps, Betemesis thought, that she was probably contributing to the ritual as well, not knowing her true intentions.

As each of the newest members were given the gift, the bounty hunter's friends would be arriving, too late to realize what had happened nor realize the truth about the recruiting not actually a kidnapping.

Most of the unwillingly caught would, of course, be against it, but as for Nack...when he got a good look at the victims of this crisis, he began realizing something: Pew's plan seem a bit more complicated itself if he was recruiting the depressed, the near dying, the disabled, and the hurt. Did he actually had some empathy for them?

However, as Betemesis, the last to have her gift inserted inside her heart by the piece given by the vulture female to Pew, was about to have the same as well, the friends of the bounty hunter arrived, an explosion of 'Chaos Blast' as she heard it called caused the cavern to nearly cave in.

What had also happened, as the gift was inserted into her own heart by her master, was that both she and Pew collided to the ground from the effects of the blast blowing them back, both lying together with her master on top of her, his lips accidentally touching hers, and him knocked unconscious when that had happened.

Neither noticed the battle that had taken place, the cat starting to blush from the lips of his touching hers. She was fortunate that he had lost his sight when gaining immortality and that he was knocked out, otherwise he would probably...

Betemesis lifted her master up, slowly dragging him out of the battle as the fight to rescue the citizens, dealing with the other villains, and destroying the machines that were used in the ritual commenced.

It wasn't a surprise that the older members of the Ixis had snatched her unconscious master away, leaving through the warp ring.

She, too, had wanted to follow, despite the consequences of...

However, like most of those that had fallen into Pew's golden eye hypnosis, she lost consciousness, nearly forgetting everything that had happened.

There was one thing she could not forget, however, and that was the most important...her continued crush on him.

***

Time had passed since then and she couldn't stop...she couldn't stop thinking of the rat in red cloak outfit.

She kept on going, kept on moaning, and kept on rubbing her clit, imagining her master, Pew, doing so with his blue fingers.

The she cat, Betemesis, a result of a freak accident of being a regular Nemesis clone with a Betty clone accidentally entering, just couldn't stop wanting to imagine her master, Pew, touching her.

Ever since that accidental kiss she had, she couldn't stop blushing or thinking of him, even out of hypnosis. Every day since then, ever since that time...she felt very horny, especially when hearing his name. Feeling that she wanted to...

The she cat, listening to a Swedish band's song called "Nemo" that made her think of him whenever she heard it, continued to masturbate in the shower, still with the thoughts of the rat she saw and her imagining him naked and humping her, his thick tail wrapped around her waist doing so.

"Mmmm Master Pew..." she muttered in moans.

The thoughts of her feeling his dick inside her, his blue furred arms holding her, the chubby belly he had moving alongside her, the sound of his echoey raspy voice moaning...it felt intense to herself.

Even his name was making her feel like...

A knock interrupted her thoughts as the voice called out, "Betemesis! Are you done in there?"

She yelped, accidentally cumming only a slight bit.

"Uh just a second!" she shouted, quickly cleaning the bit of cum off as much as she could before turning off the radio near shower.

Thinking about him would have to wait, she thought, finishing her shower and grabbing a towel with robe to cover herself.

The bathroom door opened up, noticing the purple bird that had waited as she looked seriously.

"Oh uh Wave!" she spoke meekly, "Uh I didn't expect you to come here to the hotel I'm staying in."

The swallow shook her head, sighing, "Betemesis, we need to talk. It's about what's going on with you and this so-called Rat Badger we kept running into."

"He's not a badger!" she protested, "Why do people keep mistaking him for one?"

"Oh I don't know." Wave spoke dryly, "Why do you keep defending him?"

The cat looked a bit worried, knowing Wave wanted to find the answer to her defense to Pew.

"I know you've got a crush on him!" she said to her cat friend, "And I came to say this to you: Don't do it!"

"What do you mean?" the perplexed feline, tail twitching, frowned.

"I mean you're a mortal cat with whatever the crap Nack's power had inside you and he's an immortal blind rat thing that works with Mammoth Mogul, the Naugus Twins, and whatever else that stupid Order he's in has! Plus your romance with a 50 something year old like him wouldn't work with a 31 year old like you, plus it's creepy."

"He's physically 34!"

"Whatever!" the bird snapped. "Secondly, Pew's probably just too heartless to even KNOW what you're thinking is, let alone know what type! And thirdly, I'm not saying this because I'm hurting you..."

Wave placed her hand on the cat's shoulder, continuing, "I'm saying this to keep you from making the biggest mistake of your life. Look at Lightning when he tried to confess his feelings to Conquering Storm. He got heartbroken and nearly killed himself!"

The cat frowned a little bit with Wave continuing, "I don't want you to end up in Lightning's situation, please...and look, I'm your friend. Friends look out for each other and I'm just trying to make sure you don't end up doing the biggest mistake of your life."

Betemesis looked seriously as the bird continued, "And believe me when I say that it's for your own good. Just at least stay away from him!"

The cat glared as Wave finally sighed, believing Betemesis would finally do the right thing as she said, "Well glad we had this talk and you're staying away from him from now on. See ya later. I'll take you out tonight. My treat. We'll hang out together then."

Finally, the door to her room was closed with Wave gone. The bird could be insensitive sometimes, she thought. She didn't even seem to realize that Betemesis never had a chance to have her say about the situation in her own defense.

"No, Wave," the cat finally said with a frown, "we won't."

***

Night time had come as Betemesis, secretly departing from the Happiness Hotel, looked back at the place, sighing.

She knew she shouldn't do what she must, but she needed to get it out of the way, to hopefully find some truth about it and hoping to find a warp ring that would lead her to him.

Wave couldn't have been right about her master, could she?

The cat, far away from the hotel she was residing in, heard a warping noise, looking stunned at what she heard.

"The Warp Ring." she said to herself, realizing, "Could it be...?"

She quickly began running, hoping the warp was still there. She needed to get to him, to get to...

There it was, the Warp Ring that had lead to the Order of Ixis. The place where her master resided.

She saw three of the minions, the Witchcarter trio heading inside to bring their masters their supplies for their own needs. She needed to get in fast before the portal could close, even if it meant that she would be trapped there.

Taking the chance, Betemesis jumped into the portal just as the trio working for the Nagus woman, Wendy, entered as well.

The feline, arriving to the Order's home, tumbled before hitting her head on the pillar nearby, losing consciousness.

After a few moments, as she lied unconscious, the shadowed figures that she did not realize, had spotted her, questioning on how she got here, why she came, and who let her inside the sacred home only they would know.

Only a familiar staff motioned them to leave, obviously figuring on what to do.

Then, Betemesis was snatched by the familiar blue hand with claws, dragged from the place she had entered.

***

"Hey, you ready?" the bird knocking on her door asked.

Wave had just prepared to take her out in the town, hopefully to do some treasure hunting and probably take her to a monster truck rally. She had to make sure Betemesis would forget that silly crush that was in her mind and Wave was going to do just that.

After a few moments, Wave frowned a bit, tapping her foot impatiently.

What was taking her so long?, she thought as she glanced.

After a minute of waiting, the swallow, having enough, shouted, "That's it! I'm coming in!"

She opened the door, hoping to drag her out, hoping to...

However, Wave noticed the place somewhat empty, looking confused. She saw many of Betemesis' things gone, leaving a messy bed, the hotel items, and the opened bathroom door, still a bit wet from when the two were chatting earlier.

"Huh? Where'd she go?" she frowned, looking around.

Just then, the bird girl noticed a note on the floor, picking it up as she read it. This was in Betemesis' handwriting, she thought as she looked at it carefully as she read what the note said.

'Wave,

I'm sorry. You just won't listen to me. You don't get me. None of you ever do. I existed for months now and none of you even give a flip on what I desire, what I wanted, or how I'm treated. Maybe you're somewhat right, but I've gone to find out for myself. It's better than staying here, keeping to myself like always.
I know you would hate me for this, but I can't keep this in me any longer. I have to know the truth. I'm going to do what I can to find him. I mean, sure he is from an evil organization like the Order of Ixis, but it's better than being locked back in the Hypnos headquarters.
Wave, I doubt you will even understand, heck I'm not even sure if you WANT to understand, but know this: I'm gone...and I'm no longer coming back. If he DOES like me, then I'm not leaving him. If not...well, nice knowing you.

Goodbye forever.
Betemesis.'

Wave looked horrified at what she read. She really was serious about this as well as very stupid for doing that. And worst of all, she doesn't even know where the heck the Order's true location is without a warp ring.

If she was going to kill herself because of this...no, it had to be the hypnosis at work. Wave knew this because Charmy had failed to place a anti hypno collar on the girl.

Finally, Wave darted off to get help, shouting, "GUYS!!"

***

The cat groaned a bit, muttering a bit of nonsense as she stirred, struggling a bit.

She then opened her eyes slowly, the vision coming to before she saw the face of her glowing eyed master. However, he did not seem happy to see her.

"Why have you come?" the eerie echoey voiced rat demanded to know, "This is a place only known to the full members of the Order."

"I came to see you, Master." she spoke meekly, sitting up on his bed, "I needed answers and with everyone giving me doubts, I figured that you would be the only one to make any sense. So I came here."

She turned away from him, hoping that she would not be slapped for what she said, hoping that she wouldn't be...

The rat glanced at what she was on about. She obviously had reasons to seek him out and it looked like she wasn't going to leave without it.

Finally, Pew spoke to her, "You will only get three. Make your questions count."

The female nodded, knowing she would have to choose carefully. So many questions and yet so little would get answered, but she knew she had to make the most of it.

"First off, your order...why do you keep it a secret from your chosen, especially me?" she asked, saying the last part as if hurt.

"Because you and the others must wait for your power to grow and bloom. You are not ready!" he sternly said to her, "You are impatient for intruding here. It is a sacred place!"

"But master, why choose me and those people, out of all the others?" she demanded, frowning, "I mean your choice of recruits is something a bit questionable, as Psycho said, but-"

"I had my own reasons to do so." he stated, acting a bit hesitant and reluctant to not say why, "Now you have one more question, then you must leave...NOW."

She shivered a bit, holding herself a bit and pondered at what the final question. She didn't feel like she had all the answers, but she wanted to do so by what she was about to ask once more.

"Master," she spoke as she blushed, relieved that he could not see her doing so, "How long can you, that is to say...well, I um...I-"

"Out with it!" he snapped impatiently, his eyes glowing in anger at the flabbergasted cat girl.

"Do you know what love is?!" she blurted out quickly.

She clasped her mouth with realization, realizing she had asked him the worst possible and probably the most wrong question to ever ask her master. She would surely be in trouble.

Pew rose his brow, not knowing what she was going on about.

What love was? he thought with concern. No one had ever asked him a question he couldn't answer before.

"A question like that..." he began as he thought slowly, "you have asked me about something I cannot answer."

"Because you hate me," she sadly said.

"What?!" he asked in confusion, "I said nothing about-"

"You said I'd get my answers, but since you can't answer my last one properly," she said with tears forming, "I may as well go anyway, seeing as I wasted my time with you."

Pew, frowning as if insulted, held her arm when she was about to leave, glaring with a threatening tone, "No...you are not to go anywhere!"

"Ow!" she winced, "You're hurting me!"

The cat struggled, trying to force her so-called rat master to let her go, Pew being a bit stronger on holding her grip.

"Stop, let go!" she shouted.

"You dare to insult me!" he glared at her, trying to pull her to his face, "So you must pay!"

"No, no, I didn't mean-"

The cat, stumbling on the stuff of hers on the ground, tripped as both fell to the ground, her accidentally on top of him and the lips once more touched.

To her, it was like that time weeks ago, except Pew was conscious to actually experience it.

The female slowly got up, Pew looking even more perplexed on what had just happened, the cat staring at Pew's confused golden eyes.

Betemesis finally moved away from him, saying in a sorrowful voice, "I'm sorry, master. I...I didn't mean to..."

The rat touched his lips, confused at what he was given. This strange feeling that was in his dark heart. What was it?

"This method that happened," Pew began, "What...what was it that you did?"

"Oh geez, you mean you've never been kissed before?" she asked.

"Kissed?" he spoke in a slight confused tone.

"You know...when someone you care gives you a kiss that means something, that means what you want, that means..."

She looked at his more confused form, still unsure what she was on about.

Pew had no idea what she meant. And he had no clue on what it was all about. This was a bit of a new feeling, even more so than when he actually felt hurt that time Nack had called him "lame" as an insult the first time he heard it.

He knew how to act like he had other emotions besides the negative, still had some sadness when it came to his scars of the past he'd rather forget, and he even had some humor, despite a few dark moments, thanks to the two weasels and a few of their friends that realized, but he truly did not have...

So that was it, she thought.

That was the moment Betemesis started to finally realize: It seemed that because of the way he was brought, by being deformed, his cruel former captain's possible abuse, Mogul's teachings with probably some emotional abuse, and perhaps the ritual that had given Pew immortality at the cost of his sight, he may have forgotten or never learned any emotion that was positive.

And to her, she no longer feared her master...but she actually felt sorry for him.

After a bit, the cat only held her hand to his, speaking, "Here, let me help you up."

The rat was pulled from the floor lifted upward with the cat looking seriously, dusting the dirt off his red robe.

After a few moments, once she let go of his hand, a reptile entered as he looked concerned. Allegro, the Italian snake, had just came back from the talk as he realized that his other masters, thanks to Toffee, were deliberately trolled into the announcement he would give.

"Buonasera! Signor Pew e Signorina. I have news of what your fate is." he grinned, "They accepted you."

"Wait, what?!" she asked with confusion.

The annoyed rat frowned a bit, "How can she be accepted? Others had to go through the hard way like I had to be a member of the Order. Plus our home's for immortals only! Well not like time matters where we live anyway."

"It's Signor Toffee you have to thank. He looked like he knew what he was doing." the snake chuckled a bit nervously to the blue rat frowning.

"Who's Toffee?" she asked.

Pew, however, grew even more suspicious. Having her accepted before she could go through the ritual? What could Toffee possibly be planning?

"Oh nevermind who Toffee is," Allegro said with a grin, "Since you will stay with us, you will be seeing him daily. But on the bright side, you get to stay, Signorina..."

"It's Betemesis." she said to him.

"Si, I will remember. You are nicer than Skaa and other snakes we have."

"So what's this ritual I gotta go to anyway?"

"You will know when power inside you blossoms." the snake spoke with a grin, pointing at her heart, "For now, you need rest and until we find room for you, I can suggest either mine, Skaa's, Nag's, Toffee's, Mogul's-"

Finally, the rat blurted out to him in a threatening tone, "She will stay with me!"

Nervously, Allegro nodded, "Oh, of course, Signor. Very well. Buonanotte, amici."

Finally, the green snake had left the two alone, door finally closed with Betemesis looking a bit meekly.

But the question was...why did Pew insisted she stay with him?

Even he didn't know why he said that. But the thought of her with anyone else probably...

"It's like back at the yacht..." he said to himself.

"So um..." she began, "guess we'll have to get used to each other, huh?"

"It would seem so." Pew nodded, the rat still pondering, "But that does not mean you can wander inside and out of here as you please!"

"I knew it," she sighed, "It's just like back in Hypnos where I can't go out anymore once I'm back there. I was just lucky to be staying at the hotel before Wave was saying things."

"What things?"

"About why I shouldn't go to you and such, but I think she's probably jealous I was going to find someone, despite her not understanding it. It's like...it's like being trapped on an island with little to survive and no contact from anyone."

The feline's tail twitched a bit, unsure what else to say to her master.

The blind rat nodded, remembering his time on Treasure Island before his death. But at the time, he only had the vultures, his powers, and the dragon he sent away for company. The odd thing was, however, he recalled something else during his stay on the island, but of what? It was as if something was blocked or restricted or just not remembered fully or something.

After a moment, she sighed as she asked, "Look, I know I won't be getting anymore answers tonight, but...do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest person who walks on this earth is the one who finds..."

She was hesitant a bit before blurting out, "True love?"

That word again, Pew thought. 'Love'? He had heard of this, caught a glimpsed of a few crew members together or even the captain and his mate making out secretly during his youth as a cabin boy, but never experienced it.

Sure, he had some sentiment to a few vultures or that dragon he created back on Treasure Island, but love? How could he?

For he was an immortal, with a black undeveloping heart, one that lacks real emotions, aside sadness. He knew that when he was given immortality at the cost of his sight, but the odd thing was...as he continued to encounter the bounty hunters and their friends, he slowly started learning instead of just pretending to...laughter, his sense of humor, despite it dark sometimes, a bit of pity hence the duo's question about his choosing of which type of people, being hurt mentally by Nack's words, and finally, the scars Nack and the few had seen briefly that he'd rather not speak about.

Could she and those friends of hers be the one to...?

The rat then touched her shoulder, glancing at her as he asked, "You never did explain this kiss."

The blushing girl gulped, "Oh, it's somewhat hard to explain, master, but well...it just happens when the right time comes...when two people meet one another, slowly have some feelings and..."

However, she stopped, watching Pew feel her face a bit, slowly and cautiously. As he did so, the rat slowly leaned closer to her, visualizing from his blindness what she was and where she was before...despite blind, he could sense her beauty despite a cat.

Finally, the two slowly touched lips, the rat slowly moaning as they kissed, the male's curiosity getting the better of him, Pew wanting to try this.

She couldn't believe this. Wave was wrong. He did started to like her. It wasn't as expected, she thought, but it was a start.

The two moaned as they continued to kiss, the rat's tongue slowly entering hers, as if his instincts were taking over.

The rat and cat kept kissing, the male moaning as he locked the door to his room before both lied on his bed, Pew holding her as he did so, the male's tail wrapped around her leg.

Finally, both broke the kiss softly, some drool from their lips out with both blushing.

The feline looked at the bulge in his robe slowly starting to rise, smirking a bit. She probably figured that she wasn't the only one horny that night.

"Um, master..." she slightly spoke, briefly touching the bulge on his fabric.

The rat blushed a bit, slightly a bit nervous about what's coming next. Despite seeing sex when he used to see, he never experienced it.

Betemesis then slowly undid the knot of her dress, saying, "Um, maybe I should make this more comfy for you, sir."

Once the knot and buttons to her dress were undone, with shoes off, the cat let the items fall to the ground, then lead her master's hand toward her.

Pew could feel her fur, the nipple on her breast he touched, and smiled a bit softly, rubbing the tit and making her moan.

The feline gasped a bit, moaning with the blue rat rubbing her delightfully. The golden eyed rat's head leaned to her breast slowly, him blushing more as he was doing so before he began to lick.

Moaning loudly, Betemesis held her master's covered head on her leftmost breast he was suckling on, the other hand of his rubbing the other.

"Mmmm Master Pew...this is nice." she muttered, blushing as she looked at him raking his rat teeth on one.

The rat wanted more, though, needing this after all that frustrations and humiliations he had to endure most of his life, and tonight was going to be the night to...

Lowering himself down, Pew let his wet tongue go downward to her belly, then to her wet pussy.

The cat whimpered a bit, watching Pew licking and sucking on her pussy, gasping and moaning loudly.

"Master Pew," she groaned, "Yes...I want this..."

The blue rat in red cloak held her, groping her ass as he continued sucking and licking, the she cat petting his hooded head.

Blushing and tail twitching, Betemesis held his head, moaning as he felt the rat clenching her ass while sucking her clit.

"Master...yes!" She moaned loudly.

Slowly, Pew grinned before continuing to suck more and more, eager for this sex he wanted to try.

So she was a cat, he thought as he continued more, but that didn't mean he saw her as just that. For Pew, this feline was different than most that he had used hypnosis eyes on.

"Mmm, Master Pew! Yes!" She moaned louder.

The urge she wanted, the desire she needed, the pleasure of his company, it was all coming true to her and she...

Betemesis meowed as she cummed in pleasure, the rat's face partially wet from the wet goo he could not see.

Pew felt part of the cum that did not make it to his mouth, licking a bit of the cum dripping from his fingers with a grin.

So that was what it was like to taste a woman's cum, he thought with his thick tail twitching.

"Master Pew?" she asked curiously.

"Wait," Pew said to her as she looked at him.

Pew, sitting up, slowly began to undo the buttons of his robe, having no need for it at the moment. He was horny and he needed it badly, needed to know how it felt.

"Normally, I hide these, but to you, I would rather you see me...like this." he spoke, letting his robe garb fall down to the floor.

She looked cautiously at his own body when the robe fell: a hunched back with his big un-rat-like tail that peeked from his robe shown, his ears that hid under the robe earlier having cut marks, a chubby belly as she imagined him, the pants he wore underneath his robe bulging, and scars on both his chest and back.

She recalled seeing the scars during a few fights between himself and the bounty hunters, but up close...she now knew how Nack felt: very sorry for him.

"Master Pew..." she spoke, looking seriously.

"These scars from my past..." he began in a sad tone, "I have endured with it all my life. I keep these to myself, not wanting to be felt pity by any who see them, especially not the ones who actually did try to pity me upon seeing the scars."

She could see a tear falling from his eye when he finished speaking. Perhaps, the cat thought, he wasn't as heartless as everyone was lead to believe.

He held her hand, continuing, "You, however, are allowed so...but this must not be spoken of outside of this room. Do you understand?"

She looked concerned before nodding, "I understand."

"Now please...with my bulge..."

The rat lead her hand to the bulge, letting the cat rub it and causing Pew to groan loudly.

Betemesis blushed as she continued, slightly grinning that it was all going well.

The pants opened, she pulled out the rat's dick, throbbing it slightly, some of the precum of Pew's squirting a bit.

The cat slowly licked and suckled on the hard member, rubbing the sac with the male groaning and blushing.

Pulling his remaining clothing off, the rat petted the cat sucking on his dick, starting to feel that, for once, things were actually looking up for himself.

Betemesis throbbed her head to her master's dick, moaning with her tail twitching and her free fingers rubbing her wet clit. She couldn't believe it was happening and it was great.

Pew groaned more and more, his tongue hanging out, his face blushing with these new positive emotions, and his echoey voice speaking, "I...I didn't know it would be this intense!"

The she cat, delighted, continued more, sucking harder and faster, the hunched rat grunting as he held her head.

"Unnh yes..." he muttered in pleasure, some drool escaping his lips.

Betemesis continued more harder and faster, the rat groaning loudly with her ears twitching, clinging to him as she kept sucking more, his dick going in and out more and more.

"More...more!" he demanded in pants and groans.

The feline blushed more, sucking and licking more and more, eager to please her master with this. Eager to ensure he would...

The rat, blushing from intensity, cummed hard, causing Betemesis to nearly choke, despite her drinking most of his cum while the rest sprayed on her nude body. The goo from her master was intense, so much so that he probably had a lot of lust lying dormant from his heart.

For once, Pew felt that this company was worth something, unlike the company of being with pirates or snakes or anybody else.

"Um, wow, Master." Betemesis blushed, "Didn't think you actually had this much cum in you."

Pew, his notched ear twitching, only petted her. Oh how he, in his thoughts at least, wished that Pew could see once again, to look at her smiling face that he visualized, to see how much she wanted it, to see...

"Lie down." he said to her.

"Oh uh, of course, my master."

"Pew...in private, it's just Pew, which you will only call me when we are in private."

Blushing, Betemesis lied on the bed of his, the blind rat feeling around where her legs were at, slowly parting them away.

The rat rubbed his dick, touching around to feel the cat's clit with a grin, eager to take her as his own.

"Will this hurt?" she asked him.

"Perhaps...but only at first." he replied.

Pew slowly inserted his hard member inside, causing both to moan slowly.

Betemesis clenched the sheets, moaning loudly as she watched Pew slowly humping her, moaning and groaning alongside her.

"Unnnh Pew...so hot!" she moaned loudly.

The panting rat thrusted more, his cock going in and out of her body, groaning as he blushed from the new experience.

Pew thrusted more and more, the rat holding her legs as the cat bucked and meowed in pleasure, feeling his dick going in and out lustingly.

Betemesis groaned loudly, obviously taking in as much as she could from Pew's dick, groaning more and more loudly.

"Pew...yes!" she shouted in pleasure, "I want this! I want it!"

He thrusted harder and faster, gripping her legs as he continued humping her. The hunch rat's tongue hanging out as both panted, blushing from the pleasure.

"So tight!" he said loudly, thrusting harder into her.

Betemesis groaned loudly more from the pleasure with her master...no her beloved Pew thrusting harder and harder, going deeply inside her.

"PEW!!" she screamed, both gasping loudly.

"Yes, yes!" he shouted, eager for the release.

Finally, both came, the male cumming inside before pulling out his dick, spraying the leftover bits of his cum on to her nude body.

Looking at her master's eyes, Betemesis pulled him down to the bed with a smile, believing that, with herself at his side, perhaps he could make him feel more mortal.

She had hoped that once she gained immortality, she would help him change and have all the time she would need to help Pew, despite the price of getting it.

Pew, meanwhile, petted the feline girl on the bed, him smiling to her. For once, he believed, this was the best outcome he could ever have and...

After a moment, Pew began to remember something about his initiation to gain immortality: to gain it, you must give up a part of yourself. He remembered his immortality had cost him his sight and what he believed his mortal heart.

But Pew felt new emotions that he thought wouldn't come from not just those bounty hunters, but also of her, the cat who fell for him. And if she were to lose what made Betemesis herself just to stay with him for eternity...

He felt her tail wrapping around his waist as she held him. The feline only smiled, patting his head with a grin.

"Pew...is something in your mind?" she asked him.

"Many things, but...you should not worry for now. Rest is most important right now." he explained.

The cat kissed his lips once more, smiling, "We should do this again some time."

She lied on his bare chest, nuzzling to him as she drifted to sleep, happy that she got to stay with him permanently and hoping that when she gained immortality, it'd be for eternity.

Pew only petted the sleeping cat's head, glancing and visualizing her sleeping face from his unseeable eyes, sighing.

For if she gets the immortality she would want, she would lose not only a physical part of herself, but also a part of her soul. And that would mean...

Pew closed his eyes, holding her tightly as he slept with her. He didn't know what to do at this point or how she would gain immortality, but stay the same girl as she had been.

But he would find a way, by any means possible...

***

"What do you mean she's gone!?" the hawk, Jet, glared.

"It's like I said," Wave shouted to her two friends, "She just left and the letter stated she wasn't coming back again!"

"Why?!" Storm panicked, "She was suppose to be MY girlfriend!"

"Oh please!" Jet rolled his eyes in a scoff, "We both know you only tried to clone yourself a girlfriend just to make Kazooie jealous. Well it wasn't gonna work anyway. She doesn't like you in that way!"

"Betemesis or Kazooie?"

"Either and/or both!"

"Aw come on, boss! She's nuts for me."

"AND wants to put a restraining order on you!"

"ENOUGH!" Wave snapped. "We need to find her now or she'll kill herself!"

"Wait, wait, time out." Jet said to her, calming her down a bit, "Listen, Wave...I got to thinking. I know you said you got her to be talked out of it earlier, but what did SHE have to say when you were telling her all of this?"

After a moment, the swallow realized what had happened: despite talking and snapping about why being with Pew was a bad idea, she never considered asking Betemesis on her saying for the matter.

"Figures you never gave her a chance to talk," Storm scoffed. "And I thought I was lousy at my job sometimes."

"Ugh, it doesn't matter anymore," Wave frowned, "She's gone forever by the time we find out where she is. Heck, I'm not even sure YOU creating her was such a good idea anyway."

"Of course it was...to me!" The albatross whined.

Jet frowned a bit, sighing, "Look, we can't do much more. All we have to do is pray she stays safe, wherever she is..."

Wave looked seriously to her comrade. Maybe Jet was right. Maybe Betemesis will be okay. After all, she's got ice and fire powers to use for one thing, plus she was a smart girl.

The swallow finally came to the window, touching the glass as she said, "Betemesis...I know I didn't sound like I was your friend, but I do care for you, at least, even if it doesn't seem like we show it much."

She then looked at the sky, the stars glistening and the crescent moon shown, continuing, "Stay safe...and hope we see each other again, friend."

End