Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Stars of Fate ❯ Chapter Thirty Five ( Chapter 35 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Yori grabbed her and stopped her outside the store. "Not that I'm complaining...but what the hell was that? I thought we agreed I'd be doing all the raping in this relationship." When she looked at him funny he raised his hands in defense. "I'm not complaining! That was just...unusual for you."

"You needed a 'pick me up' and since you don't like your ears rubbed like Blue Yori, I figured a kiss would help," she said with a shrugged. "Come on, the drug stores going to close soon."

He'd take that little pick me up. He let Alana browse around the drug store. The owner shot him a look, but he really wasn't in the mood for it. He didn't know why, but he felt like caffeine. They'd never had anything like that on his planet, and he tried to limit himself, but today just seemed like a good day. So he got that...and a tin of sardines. He was surprised those things still existed. They were a delicacy to his kind. A very cheap and small delicacy, but a delicacy nonetheless.

Alana grabbed the shot off the counter and paid for it. Not wasting anytime, she took it out of the wrapping and pulled up her shirt and coat. She stuck it in her hip and hissed with pain while injecting it in her then throwing it away. Biting her lip, she felt the medication spread over her body.

"Ok...all done," she said looking at Yori.

"Yay?" He popped open the can of sardines with his claw and tossed one into his mouth. So good! "Well at least we won't have to worry about brats for a while." He grabbed another sardine and ate it as they walked. Holding his bottle of soda by his tail, he brought it up and took a sip, shuddering as the acidic drink washed down his throat. "Until dad gives me the okay, we'll hold off on the cat nip to make certain that's it's not what's causing you to be so...cat like."

Alana had always hated sardines. She hated the smell and she hated the taste but now...she was practically holding herself back from snatching them from her. She reached over and grabbed one then let it slide down her throat with a moan. When did they get so good!?

"Brats? You never did answer my question from yesterday...about someday wanting kids," she said and grabbed another sardine.

Yori looked at her as she ate the sardine. His sardine. As she was about to drop the second down her throat he caught it. "I don't know," he told her. "I don't really see myself as the nurturing father type. Then again, I can't really see myself being pregnant either." He tossed the sardine into the air and caught the front half of it with his teeth.

Alana grabbed him by the collar and pushed her lips over his, taking the sardine from his mouth and into hers. She pulled back as she chewed. "So...never?"

He raised an eyebrow as he watched her chew the remnants of the sardine. She was getting more.... Well, more something. "I never said never," he told her as he reached for the last sardine. "I just don't know. Kids aren't my thing, but if fish boy has his way he'll get knocked up whatever way he can."

"Kids aren't my thing either but I still want them someday," she said. Running her hands down his chest she purred seductively and just as soon as his grip loosened on the sardine to look her over, she slurped at it from his hand and downed it with a smile and a laugh.

He looked down at his empty hand and then at her. "You dirty little whore," he said with a soft growl. "You don't even like sardines!" He chose to ignore the kid discussion for something more important. Namely why she ate his last sardine.

She laughed. "Things change and you are way too easy. I'm beginning to get a hang on you. All I have to do is rub the right places and I get whatever I want," she said and called for a cab.

He growled and tossed the empty can behind him. "You're buying me another can. I swear, you're acting more like an Eldarian than a human." Grabbing her waist, he pulled her too him, dipping his tongue deep into her throat just so he could taste the last bits of sardine on her breath. "You suck," he muttered as they got into the cab. "And I'm far from easy, fang girl."

Alana ran her hand up his thigh. "You think so?" she smirked.

He glared at her. "You're going to have to do a lot better than that if you think you can win me over." He turned and started to relax as the cab took them home. He was still bitter about the sardines. He only got those every once in a while. She was gonna pay for that.

She crawled in his lap straddling him. The cab driver cleared his voice and she looked at him. "I'll pay you triple if you shut up," she snapped. He nodded and she turned back to Yori. Smiling, she ran her hands to his pants while she bit and nibbled at his throat.

He didn't move or give her the satisfaction. She thought she had some sort of control over him, well she was going to learn the hard way that he wasn't the type of kitty that she could tame. He did wince as her fangs dug into his flesh. Were they getting sharper?

"You're a bad kitty," he hissed.

This wasn't like her to do want to do something like this...well, in the back of a cab. He had to admit, he liked it...and it was hard to keep her from knowing that. He wasn't going to lose this. Her hands undid his pants and she started stroking him while purring into his throat and pushing her breast against him. Normally she wouldn't do something like this, but she couldn't walk away from a challenge. And that's what it was. A challenge. And he started it. So she had to make sure she would finish it. He stiffened as she stroked him. He couldn't stop himself from getting aroused, already his cock was starting to harden, but he would be damned if he gave in to her desires so easily. He sat there with a straight face, keeping his eyes straight ahead even as she rubbed and purred against him. He wasn't going to give in.

She smirked. "It's ok, you can play hard to get," she said. Waiting until he was fully hard, she slipped his dick back in his pants and did them up just to let him suffer. She paid the cab driver and got out of the cab and started walking to the door.

She was a mean one. Kinky. He groaned as he got out of the cab. It was hard to walk. Damn her. He waited till he got inside before casually pulling off his pants. Without a word he walked to the fridge and pulled out something he had been saving. He thought he'd use it for himself, but seeing as how she was experimenting with the Eldarian way of life, might as well introduce her to some more of its forbidden pleasures. It was a small metal case. After stabbing his claw into it he poured out the creamy liquid into a bowl. The scent was intoxicating. It was a special milk, which once upon a time only royalty could drink. He lapped up a bit, a moan escaping is lips as he walked past her to the living room, letting her get a whiff of the milk as he walked past.

Alana stopped. Whatever it was that he had it smelt like heaven. She licked her lips lightly and turned to him. "What's...that?" she asked.

He smirked as he lapped up some more. "It's mine. That's all you need to know," he told her. "It's not for humans."

Alana crossed her arms across her chest. "You are so greedy!" she snapped. "Fine! I don't want it anyways!" she growled and walked to the bathroom. She licked her lips again. Yes, she wanted it...badly. Instead, she turned on the water and prayed that a hot bath would clear her thoughts. Already she was missing her human self.

Yori groaned. This was no fun just drinking it by himself. Pushing at the door, he sat on the toilet and sipped on some of the milk. "So, no tail. That's good."

She glared at him then at the milk and whimpered. "You are mean," she said as she slipped her naked for into the bath full of bubbles and water.

"Yes, yes I am," he said as he took another sip. "Do you still want some, kitty?"

She splashed water at him. "I don't need your awesome smelling, heavenly tasting, orgasmic like milk!" she snapped. Going to the edge of the tub she moved her hands to his dick and started stroking him. "Yes, I want some," she said softly.

"I get head. You get the milk," he told her. "But you don't get a drop until I spill."

She sat back in the tub, bubbles flying about as she pouted. "No! It doesn't work that way! You won't give me the milk!"

He smirked and sat the bowl of milk on the sink. Kneeling by the tub, he rubbed her head as she had rubbed his so many times before. He had a hunch. "A good kitty gets milk only if she does something to earn it."

She slapped his hand from her. "I'm not a cat!" she snapped. "And I feel pitiful begging like this! Give me the milk and I don't bite your dick off! How about that!"

He sighed. "We both know you wouldn't bite it off. You'd miss it too much." Dipping his finger in the milk, he offered it to her. "I'm putting the rest in the fridge, so if you want some I'd suggest you enjoy it now."

"This is torture and completely degrading," she groaned. "I hate being...whatever the hell I am." She looked at the milk on his finger. It was calling to her. Leaning over her tongue ran over his finger before she stuck it in her mouth and sucked on it while her tongue massaged it.

He moaned lightly. This was kind of nice.... He started to pull his finger away as he grabbed the milk. "Well, don't worry. I'm certain that tomorrow dad will figure out what's going on and you'll be back to your normal annoying self."

"Wait!" Alana called as he started out. "Ok..." she mumbled under her breath. "I'll...do it..." she said with bright red cheeks. This was unfair and completely cruel, but somehow she felt the milk was worth it.

"What?" He looked back at her with an innocent expression. "You'll do what?"

She glared at him. "Don't be so mean! I said I'll do it and that should be enough!"

He chuckled and walked over to her. "Very well," he said as he held the milk out of her reach.He stopped and smirked. Might as well make this easier for her. He poured some of the milk over his cock. "There it is."

She looked up at him. "You're an ass...and you will pay," she said evilly.

Her tongue lapped up the milk from his dick, making him suffer. She didn't take him into her mouth until every drop was off his cock. Look him at him with a smile, she ran her fangs over his tip before taking him fully into her mouth. Moaning, she sucked and massaged him with all she had while her hands worked his balls. Yori moaned as she finally took his cock into her mouth. He had to set the rest of the milk on the sink or else he was going to drop it. His claws ran through her hair as he pulled her against him more, watching as she tried to take his cock deep into her mouth. She had so much power when she had his cock in her mouth. With just a small nibble, she could have him on his knees, however, she would save that for later, when revenge was in place. Her pace quickened and she sucked harder. He hissed as she sucked harder. Her fangs ran dangerously close over his cock, but he didn't care. She was excellent with her mouth. He actually thought that she was getting better. He took a deep breath as he felt his cock begin to throb. He didn't bother warning her as he held her face and came in her mouth.

Alana's body relaxed and she swallowed then pulled back. She held out her hand for the milk bowl. "Hand it over."

He groaned and grabbed the bowl. After taking one last sip he handed what was left in the bowl, which was all of a few sips. "There you go."

Alana glared at him. It wasn't even worth it. She threw it at him. "Get out!"

He ducked but quickly pushed forward and pressed his lips to hers, pushing the milk he had in there into her mouth. She smirked into the kiss then wrapped her arms around him and pulled back. He flew into the tub face first and she laughed.

"You look like a drowned cat."

He spit water at her face and tried to scamper out. "Gah! I hate water," he growled as his tail smacked her forehead. "It's cold!"

She grabbed his tail and forced him to stay in. "Should have thought about that before you used me you ass!"

He growled as she pulled at his tail. "Please, you can't keep me here." He rolled his eyes and stood. "And I personally enjoyed our time together. You look good with something in your mouth."

She yanked hard on his tail. "Sit!"

He hissed as he came crashing back down into the water. "That hurts!" He growled. "And you're stronger then you normally are! I don't like it."

She growled. "Since you got something out of me, I want something out of you," she said. She pulled the plug on the water and moved to him. "An eye for an eye."

"And just what do you want from me?" He was rubbing his tail which was very tender thanks to all her grabbing.

She moved her arms around him. "You get the pleasure of pleasing me. Though, I think you have your work cut out for you because Blue Yori is the best at it."

He growled. "Well then why don't I let fish boy just take over since he's so good with his tongue?"

"Fish boy isn't the one that fucked me over," she snapped. "And I don't think I asked you, I'm pretty sure I'm demanding it."

"Oh really? And just what makes you think that you can demand anything from me?"

She grabbed his dick one more. Letting her nails brush over it. "Piss me off and I'll put those nails to good use. I'm holding your little buddy hostage."

"You wouldn't do anything," he hissed. "Besides, it's not like you could hold on to it when I touch you." As he said this his fingers slid across her clit.

She smiled and let one of her nails push into him, not allowing it to break skin, but allow the feel of it.

He winced and glared at her. "You're cruel. I never threatened you for oral."

"No, you just used me for it. Now are you going to be a good kitty or a bad one?"

"I prefer being a bad kitty."

She dug another nail into his dick.

He winced. "Kitty likes his cock in one piece."

"Then kitty better be good."

He growled and pushed her back into the tub. "Very well, but this makes us even," he hissed. "And feel free to get your nails out of my cock."

She smiled and moved her hands to his shoulders. She started pushing him downwards. "Good kitty."

"Don't get use to this," he growled as she pushed him down to her crotch. He never really enjoyed giving oral, but he didn't have much of a choice right now. Nuzzling her crotch, his tongue ran over her clit.

Alana moaned and her eyes closed while she smiled. "You shouldn't have tricked me," she said.

"You shouldn't have eaten my last sardine and got me excited in the cab," he countered, pulling back from her wet core just to smirk as she glared at him. Now who had the power?

She pushed his head back down. "I did what you wanted, now you do what I want. Stop complaining and start working."

He rolled his eyes as she pushed him back down. His tongue ran over her clit before thrusting it into her. His hands then moved to work her clit so she could get off as quickly as possible. Again she moaned and arched her back. No, he wasn't as good as Blue Yori, but it would have to do. He growled into her crotch as he spread her legs further and dipped his tongue deeper into her. His hands continued to massage her clit when he let his fangs run over it as well. She opened her mouth to breathe better as her hands went to his hair and fisted it. She was already rather worked up from sucking on him so already she was so close. She bit her lip and pushed him further into her and her body jerked and she cried out. Her juices washed over him face while her body felt on fire. He coughed as her juices went all over his face, his tongue stretched out and began to lap up her juices from his nose and cheeks. Lapping up the rest of her juices, he sat up on his knees and stared down at her.

"We're even now," he stated plainly as he started to get out.

She smirked as she watched him get out. "What, no cuddling after all that mushiness from earlier?"

"There was no mushiness," he muttered as he grabbed his boxers. "I don't know the first thing about being mushy." Once he had his boxers on, he shook to get the water out of his fur before tossing her a towel.

She stood and wrapped the towel around him. "You are so cute when you're pissy," she said while getting out. She walked pass him and into the bedroom to get her pajamas on.

"I'm not pissy!" He muttered a few obscenities as he reached into the fridge and pulled out another bottle of the milk. Screw her. He wasn't sharing. Rather than go to the bedroom, he plopped down on the couch and turned on the holo screen to see what was on.