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Fuzzy Love - Complete	By : ColdSilence Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10245 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 8
- 9
- 10
Author: Cold Silence

E-Mail: writer.coldsilence@gmail.com

Pairings: Riku + Kairi + Sora, Sora x BHK. (BHK = Blonde Headed Kid from KH II)

Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Het, Furs. OOC Roxas due to the fandom personality he was given before information on his character was released with KH2.

Special Note: This fic has relationships with things that have tails. Also, this story was started before Roxas's name was revealed, hence why he is named differently in this fic. Don't worry though, this actually fits well with what I have planned for him in the end.

Disclaimer: All characters from Kingdom Hearts, Chain of Memories and Kingdom Hearts II is property of Tetsuya Nomura. God bless him.~

Fuzzy Love

-Chapter Nine-

Riku had never felt so weirded out in his life. There he was, sharing a remote island with a horny alien catboy, and instead of calling the police or the S. W. A. T. team his friends were traipsing around the place searching for pieces of Dyne's ship as if there was nothing odd going on here. Couldn't they see that they were in a dangerous situation? Didn't any of them realize that Dyne's intentions were impure?

Or perhaps he was the only one going nuts around here.

"Come on Riku. This would go a lot faster with some help."

A blank stare was all Sora received for his efforts to engage his best friend in the task at hand. Riku stubbornly continued to lean up against a gnarled tree, arms folded while everyone else hunted for the parts of Dyne's ship. That had been another concept that Riku had trouble wrapping his mind around: a ship that could break into pieces. After Dyne explained that he could leave the planet if they reassembled his spacecraft, they'd spent all afternoon scouring the island and nearby shore for the scattered parts - otherwise known as gummi blocks. So far, they managed to gather a pile of silver misshapen shapes that could have been Legos for all Riku knew.

Oh how his brain hurt.

"Dyne, I think found another one!"

Riku turned another distant stare to Kairi. Between both of his close friends, she was the one who had gone the most insane. Ever since Dyne revealed that he could shapeshift and talk, she did a complete 180 over how she treated his human half. Now she didn't mind the way he invaded her personal space or touched her. In fact, she took every opportunity to cuddle him back and KISS him. It made Riku's stomach churn.

"Yes! I thought I was never going to get that back." When Kairi approached Dyne with her newest find, he gladly took it from her to examine it. The item was not silver like the rest of the gummi blocks; instead it was checkered with a black and white pattern. At a glance, anyone would have mistaken it for a wristband.

"What is it?" Kairi looked on with interest as Dyne slipped the new object over his wrist.

"Prismatic missiles. Watch this." Pivoting away from Kairi, Dyne scanned the nearby trees until he found a good target. Then he lifted his newly decorated wrist and spread his fingers. Instantly, a cylindrical shaped rod of light materialized in the space before his palm and lanced to the tree. Its trunk was scorched upon impact.

Completely surprised by what just happened, Riku jolted upright from his slouch and Sora stopped fishing for gummi blocks in the water to stare.

Kairi gasped in surprise. "That's a weapon!"

"Yep. Good for taking down warriors that are trying to chop your tail off." Noticing Kairi's worried look, Dyne tried to assuage the girl. "It's set on stun right now, so don't worry. Though if I really wanted to do some damage, I can put it on maximum and burn a hole through the front and back of Riku's house with one shot."

Before Riku could finish his aggressive stalk to give a very up close and personal answer to Dyne's boast, Sora rushed from the shoreline and cut in between them. "Don't even joke like that Dyne! The only person you're allowed to use that against is Reno."

"Sora!" Kairi couldn't believe that Sora would authorize such a thing. "Dyne is not using that thing against anybody, that's just wrong."

"I was kidding, geez." Although, for someone who was just kidding, Sora looked a bit disappointed.

"Am I the only one that feels uncomfortable with Dyne having this kind of firepower?" As always, Riku had to be the voice of reason among his IQ challenged friends. "Why should we take his word for it and believe that he can't set it off accidentally?" Why should they believe that he wouldn't back stab them later and hold them all hostages with such a dangerous weapon?

"You are such a mom Riku. Catch." In the most negligent manner possible, Dyne removed the checkered band from his wrist and tossed it at Riku, who caught it as if he thought it would explode if he allowed it to hit the ground. "Put it on and you'll understand."

Warily, Riku eyed Dyne a few moments before slipping the band over his left wrist. It didn't feel particularly special; it could have passed for any old accessory bought from the sports store. "Well?"

"It won't activate unless you want it to. You have to think it."

Ironic, thought Riku. He didn't believe Dyne was capable of rubbing two brain cells together and coming up with a spark. Nevertheless, he tried willing the prismatic missiles into activation. Give me something to shut him up with. To Riku's surprise, a targeting grid began to float before his eyes.

"Is anything happening yet?" Sora, who was dying to get a chance to use the missiles, stepped forwards in an attempt to touch the wristband.

"Wait a second." Riku drew his hand away before Sora could cause an accident. He immediately noted that the movements of his wrist caused a second targeting grid to correspondingly drift across his vision. "Is this to aim?"

"Yeah." Dyne appeared to be watching the interaction with a shrewd expression on his face. "Just line your eyesight with your hand, and it'll lock."

Stepping away from the others, Riku searched the vicinity until he found a dead log on the ground. He pointed his hand towards it, aligned it with his eyes, and found that the two targeting grids overlapped and shifted to red.

Fire.

Instantly, a rod of light burned a sizable hole through the log.

"Whooooa! That is so cool! Come on, let me try!" Sora was beyond enthusiastic. Already, he was bounding again in Riku's direction so that he could take the wristband.

"No Sora, don't touch that thing!" Kairi caught Sora's shirt before he could get too far. Something about the fact that this type of weapon existed didn't sit well with her.

"Why not? Who's being a mom now?" Sora tried to pry Kairi's fingers off his clothing, only to find that she was being very stubborn about letting go. "It's not like I haven't played with anything dangerous before."

"It's not for playing, Sora." Dyne's voice was unusually somber. "I use that to pierce enemy shields and kill cats who stand in my way."

Upon hearing that declaration, Sora stopped his struggling and Kairi gave Dyne a wide-eyed look. Riku was the first to speak. "Stand in the way of what."

"Basically anybody who crosses my Rajah." The tone of voice that Dyne used would have made anyone think that he was just talking about the weather.

"The Rajah is his king," clarified Sora for anyone who didn't quite understand what Dyne was talking about.

"Dyne," began Kairi in a soft voice. "Have you ever killed anybody?"

To her immense relief, Dyne shook his head in the negative. "I left before I had to. But it's only a matter of time before they find me on this planet. When they do, I might just have to kill to protect myself."

Kairi gasped with horror at the mere thought. Meanwhile, Riku contemplated the innocuous band on his wrist. More of Dyne's kind was coming to their planet, and they were all going to bring weapons like the one that he wore. It was clear to him that getting the catboy off their world as soon as possible was the single most important thing that they should be focusing on right now. "I get how this works. If I wanted to make the light stronger, I just will it. If I just want it to stun, it works the same way."

"Not bad, you actually managed to figure that out on your own," said Dyne sarcastically. "Tell you what. Since you're so smart, you can hang onto it."

Riku slanted a suspicious stare at the alien. "What's the catch?"

"No catch." Dyne's tail coiled back and forth in a way that was insulting. "I'm not afraid of anyone who wants to kill me."

Although he didn't say it aloud, Dyne's insinuation rang loud and clear. He wasn't afraid of anyone who wanted to kill him, including Riku. Kairi's face became a gray slate, and Sora stared at Riku with searching eyes.

To tell the truth, Riku had never even thought of taking things that far with Dyne. In a way, it amused him that the catboy thought he was special enough to warrant attempted murder. A smile that was twisted at the edges creased his lips, and he casually broke the uneasy silence that had fallen over them as if nothing had happened. "So, what are you guys standing around for? We gotta get this dumb cat off Destiny Islands before more of him comes along."

With a heavy air, the teenagers resumed their searching. This time, Riku helped.

Dyne secretly smirked to himself. Let Riku think he had the upper hand for now. When the Spiral Claws came to Destiny Islands to find their lost Jumi, they would use their advanced technology to track down all the pieces of the gummi ship and any weaponry that Dyne happened to be wearing. Unfortunately, they would be sent on a wild goose chase since Riku was now wearing the prismatic missiles instead of Dyne.

If Riku survived that encounter, he would have to thank him later.

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Later that afternoon, they stopped looking for gummi blocks and hid the pieces that they had found. They were buried among the roots of a gnarled tree, away from the eyes of any campers that may stop by the island. Afterwards, they rowed their way back to the main land, all except Dyne, who cowered between Sora and Kairi instead of helping to propel the boat.

As soon as they were back on land, Kairi tugged Dyne away from the boat and insisted that they stop by the mall to buy clothes. After all, he was probably tired of always having to wear Sora's stuff, right?

"Do we have to go to the mall today?" Groused Sora as he linked his hands behind his head. Shopping with Kairi was like spending two hours at the doctor's office waiting to be seen. It was soooooo boring.

"Actually, I kind of want to go with Dyne alone." Kairi gave Sora an apologetic look. Upon hearing her intentions to spend some quality time with him, Dyne looked significantly cheered.

"Alone?" Repeated Sora with a bewildered expression. That was not a good idea. Kairi was still under the mistaken impression � just as Sora had been in the past � that the way Dyne fawned over her was totally innocent, when in reality he was the universe's biggest pervert. "What do you want to be alone with him for?"

"To talk!" Kairi gave Sora a mild glare. "You've been hogging Dyne to yourself all this time. I want to get to know him too."

"That's right Sora, how could you be so selfish?" Dyne very merrily hooked his arm around Kairi's waist. "It's just the mall, you'd think I was going to kidnap her on my spaceship or something."

"But�"

"They'll be fine. The mall is a crowded place," said Riku from his place by their boats. After making sure that everything was properly secured, he rejoined the group. "Kairi, call me."

Kairi knew that if she didn't call Riku, then he was going to hunt her down and probably make a scene at the mall. She huffed with exasperation before reluctantly agreeing, and soon she was walking away arm in arm with Dyne.

Sora watched them go feeling as if he'd just swallowed a brick. If Dyne did anything with Kairi..

"When you keep secrets, you really know how to pick the big ones."

Remembering that Riku was there, Sora's attention shifted back to him. His best friend was watching Kairi and Dyne walk off with both arms folded over his chest. "If I had told you, you might have called the police or something."

"Sora, you know that if I did something like that it would have been for your own good."

A frown soured the expression on Sora's face. "Maybe what you think is right for me really isn't."

"So you don't trust me anymore, is that it?"

"No, that's not it." Some of Sora's frustration was starting to creep into his voice. "Dyne is.. something new. I mean, you and Kairi are busy doing other stuff now, but I'm still the same old Sora. At least with Dyne, I'm doing something special too."

That admission made Riku feel a little sorry for his friend. It must have been hard to keep up with someone who was on the road to becoming a professional athlete or someone who was becoming steadily popular and growing more feminine everyday. Poor Sora was outgunned, and somehow Riku knew that mentioning his best friend's efforts in soccer wasn't going to make him feel better about things. "So what are you going to do when Dyne leaves?"

"I don't know." Sora kicked at the ground. "I guess I'll go back to my boring life. What do you care?"

"Hey." Riku's tone was sharp as he caught Sora by the shoulders. "I care ok? Just because we don't hang out as much or do a lot of the same things; that doesn't mean I'll ever stop caring. The same goes for Kairi."

Sora stubbornly kept his eyes averted to the ground to avoid what he believed to be a reproachful stare in Riku's eyes. Little did he know, the look directed to the top of his head was actually brimming with unrequited affection.

"I have way too many memories with you to ever stop caring," continued Riku in a softer voice. One of his thumbs lifted to tenderly brush the slope of Sora's neck, an action that surprised his friend into looking up. However, before any questions could be voiced, Riku let go of Sora and turned away. "Besides, it's not easy to spend time with you when your new cat.. thing.. friend, would like to see my head on a pike."

"He's not like that all the time. I know he's a little hard to get along with, but Dyne has been good to me."

"Of course he's good to you. You give him food and shelter. How else would he survive?"

"It's not like that! I know he acts stupid sometimes, but under it all he does care."

"You call this caring?" Riku pointed at the angry scratch that Dyne saw fit to rake across his cheek. The sight of it cowed Sora. "Don't you see how he wants to take you away from your friends? In his eyes we're not good enough for you."

"He only says that because he's jealous." Sora's words came in a subdued tone.

"Sora, I know you're buddies with this guy, but he's got to go. When the rest of his friends come looking for him�"

"I know," cut in Sora sharply. "I'm not stupid. Even if I want him to stay, I'll still help him go to protect you, Kairi, my mom and everyone else that's important to me."

"I'm glad you see it that way." In truth, Riku worried that Sora would think up some crazy plan to make Dyne stay, but it seemed that his friend had some common sense left in him after all. Wearing an expression of chagrin, he fetched his new cell phone from his pocket and hit the speed dial for Kairi's number. Although she hadn't been gone for more than five minutes, he was already itching to check on her. While the line rang, he fixed Sora with a sideways stare. "You know, Kairi and I will always make time for you. All you have to do is ask."

"I know that," responded Sora petulantly. Of course he knew that. It was the fact that he had to ask in the first place that bothered him so much.

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Later on that night, Sora found himself home alone. Riku had to leave for track practice, and naturally Sora's mom and Cloud had a lot to catch up on after spending most of the weekend apart. It was gross how they were attached at the hip. Dyne was presumably still with Kairi, even though the mall had closed hours ago. This knowledge caused Sora to picture all kinds of evil scenarios as to what they were doing at this very moment. Possibly by themselves. Unsupervised.

Dyne was no innocent. He was probably trying to kiss her, or touch her, or �

Before Sora's thoughts could spiral any further into the gutter, he snatched up his birthday phone and got Kairi's number on the line. His dumb cat had already spent too much time with her and it was time for him to come home.

Ring ring.

["HiiiiIIiii! This is Kairi!"]

["And THE DYNE."]

["Leave your name, message and phone number�"]

["OR KAIRI GETS IT."]

["WUAAAAA!"]

Beep.

Eyetwitch. Apparently, Dyne and Kairi had spent at least part of their time making voicemail messages. Sora ended the call and wondered if Kairi's phone was off or if it was set to set to activate the answering service after two rings. Switching tactics, he tried to send text messages instead.

[R u done at the mall]

Sora flopped down on the living room couch, feeling strangely bothered. He passed the time flipping channels until his cell phone bleeped five minutes later. Immediately, it was snatched from the sofa's armrest so that he could peer at the new message that had arrived.

[We r watchin a movie]

A movie huh. [Whenz dyne comin home]

Beep beep. [Tomorrow]

Tomorrow?! [R u sure thas a good idea]

Beep beep. [I promise i will only kiss her once n her sleep :) ]

With a start, Sora realized that he had been talking to Dyne instead of Kairi all this time. He contemplated telling his pet off, but in the end he knew that if he argued with him then it would only goad him on to do unsavory things to Kairi. So he put his phone down and tried to calm the worrisome flight of butterflies in his stomach.

His foot began to rap against the floor restlessly.

Three minutes later, Sora launched himself off the sofa and grabbed a jacket on the way to the door. He couldn't explain why he felt so nervous and sick at the thought of Dyne spending the night with Kairi. Part of it was the fact that they could be doing ANYTHING together, a thought that made him want to beat Dyne into the ground. However, there was something else, something that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

A feeling of being left out..

No, he couldn't finish that thought. Whatever the truth was; it hurt too much to even contemplate it. As Kairi's house came into view, he tried to clear his head and think of an excuse as to why he was picking Dyne up. He could always say that Riku wanted him to do it.

Sora hesitated when he saw that all of the lights in Kairi's house were off, indicating that her family was probably asleep. Unwilling to disturb them by going through the front door, he detoured to the side of the house. Luckily, Kairi's room was on the first floor, so it would be easy to peer inside to make sure that she was there and then knock on the windowpane to get her attention.

Once he made it to her window however, Sora froze when he looked inside. The only source of light in the room was from the television, which was playing a movie that no one was paying attention to. Kairi was fast asleep on a duvet that had been spread out on the floor with her arms around Dyne, who was curled up close with one hand splayed against her waist.

Sora ducked out of view to avoid being spotted. Suddenly, it was hard to breathe. A feeling of poignant sadness weighed him down until it was all he could do to squat against the side of Kairi's house. He felt like crying and he didn't know why. The scene inside of the house was innocent, he knew that for a fact. Dyne was a cat, he cuddled. Kairi was a girl, she cuddled. So it was natural that they would cuddle together. Yet seeing them do it made his chest hurt as if a knife had been driven into it. Why was he reacting this way? Was he sick? Was something wrong with his body?

Poor Sora was so overwhelmed by these feelings that he didn't notice the window being quietly unlatched and opened. A pale hand reached out and was placed on Sora's head, and he responded by scrabbling to his feet with surprise. He found himself facing Dyne, who was leaning casually against the sill.

"You came faster than I thought," commented the blonde with a mischievous grin. "Too bad I already ate all of the pizza."

Sora peered beyond Dyne to confirm that Kairi was still asleep. Upon ascertaining that she was, he lowered his voice so that she wouldn't be disturbed. "I came to take you home."

One of Dyne's eyebrows arched. "What, you don't trust me either? Bad enough Riku was calling like every five minutes."

"Yes � no, that's not it!" Did Sora believe that Dyne was a danger to anyone on the island? No, of course not. He felt that Riku was unfounded in that assumption. On the other hand, when it came to Kairi, he didn't trust Dyne as far as he could throw him. "I just think being home is better because that would make Riku feel better. If he thinks you stayed here overnight, he might cause a scene."

"Newsflash Sora, your home is boring! When I'm not stuck hiding in your room, the only other thing I have left to entertain myself is to trip up Surfer Boy with my tail. That's gotten old really fast."

"Then what's so great about Kairi's house? Her parents are there too!"

"Not today they aren't.~" The lilt in Dyne's voice sent chills down Sora's spine. "And she gives the best kisses."

Sora was unaware of the pathetic expression on his face. He looked as if he'd just watched the ice cream truck go by on a hot day with no money in his pockets. "Please, come home. I'll find something to make it interesting."

Dyne stared at Sora. This was the first time that the boy had ever come to him this vulnerable. The angel-kitty on Dyne's right shoulder told him not to smash Sora's little heart and agree to go home with him. On his other shoulder, a leather-clad devil-kitty told him to fleece Sora like a sheep while he had a chance.

It was inevitable which side would win. "Name one interesting thing, and I might consider going home."

This caused an interesting reaction in Sora. His bottom lip trembled, and the shiver that was there seemed to spread all the way down to his toes. His foot tapped nervously on the ground until he finally made his offer. "I'll kiss you."

Surprisingly, Dyne didn't immediately whoop for joy. Instead, he wore his game face and he swiveled one tufted ear forty-five degrees to affirm that Kairi was still asleep. "Been there, done that. Kissing you is like kissing a rock. See ya later Sora." With that, Dyne turned away from the window.

However, before he could finish taking one step, Sora reached past the window frame and grabbed Dyne's shirt. "Wait! I'll.. I'll.. I'll kiss back!" Upon hearing this, Dyne folded his arms with a dismissive wave of his tail. "W-with open mouth?"

Open mouth. Finally, Dyne turned around. His cerulean eyes narrowed at the fresh red coloring of Sora's cheeks and the embarrassed duck of his head. "And you will pet me."

"And.. I.. will pet you," finished Sora lamely. He didn't know what possessed him to offer such an outrageous deal, but he already did it and now he was in deep sludge. Sora didn't know what he was more afraid of, Dyne accepting the offer or rejecting it.

"Fine."

Dyne disappeared into the room to retrieve the numerous shopping items that Kairi had bought for him at the mall. Before he left, he wrote a note that said, "Sora got jealous and told me to go home," and left it on the TV. Afterwards, he joined the brunette outside, perfectly calm and self-righteous in his body language, even though he was secretly having the PARTY OF THE MILLENIUM inside.

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When they arrived back home, Sora excused himself to take a shower. While he went off to stall and angst in the bathroom, Dyne settled himself on the living room sofa and primped himself for the occasion. By the time Sora returned, freshly washed and nervous, Dyne had taken a perch on the very edge of the couch. The drone of the TV added to the supposed innocence of the scene.

For Sora, the closer he got to the couch the more his heart pounded. His tension was palpable as he sat on the opposite end of the sofa, whereas Dyne was as cool as a cat. Both waited for the other to make the first move, and it was Sora who bridged that divide. "What are you watching?"

"Music channel," answered his pet offhandedly. The next was added in the same tone, "It's not like I asked you have sex, it's just a kiss, Sora."

Sex. The word alone almost sent Sora into a spiraling panic. "I-I know that!"

"Really," murmured Dyne in a way that was far from innocent. Suddenly, Sora was the object of his undivided attention. Dyne prowled across the couch on hands and knees, eyes narrowed and feline ears tilted forwards at his prey. "Then why are you so afraid?"

Caught between Dyne, the armrest of the couch and his pride, there was nowhere for Sora to run. "I'm not afraid," he managed to choke out just before Dyne mounted his lap.

"Of course not," said the catboy with a purr. Dyne was smiling like a kitten that had just caught its very first juicy mouse. Steady waves of anticipation were curling and uncurling his tail from candy cane to spaghetti. A wicked gleam shone in his eyes as he leaned closer, murmuring halfway, "Don't forget to open your mouth."

This is it. Sora snapped his eyes shut and obediently parted his lips the slightest bit. It's just a kiss, just - one- kiss..

That one kiss was the strangest thing Sora had ever experienced in his life. He expected Dyne's lips to press insistently against his, just as they had back on the Lifestream. Instead, the raspy surface of a moist tongue thoroughly wet his mouth in one pass. Startled by this sensation, Sora opened his eyes, only to find that Dyne had closed his own while he engaged in the task of licking Sora's mouth raw.

Despite himself, Sora couldn't help emitting a soft laugh. He should have known that kissing was very different in Katina.

His amusement made Dyne pause. "You're supposed to be kissing back."

"I'm getting to it." Some bravery returned to Sora's voice. "I lick back right?" Without waiting for an answer, Sora leaned forwards and laved Dyne's lips in a copy of what had been done to him. To his surprise, his pet jerked away and covered his mouth with his fingers. Such an unfavorable reaction made Sora feel as if he'd just failed at life. "Did I do it wrong?"

"..No." Slowly, Dyne's hands fell away from his mouth. "I didn't know that the human tongue was so.. bumpy."

"Heh." Sora shifted uncomfortably. "Is that bad?"

"I like it." While Sora flushed with embarrassment, Dyne leaned forwards and nuzzled Sora's face in encouragement. "Do it again."

Tentatively, Sora inched his tongue over Dyne's lips again. His pet purred in contentment and began kneading the folds of the boy's shirt.

This isn't so bad, thought Sora to himself. In fact, it was really easy. Enough that he gained the confidence to put more effort into showing Dyne that he wasn't afraid of a little "kissing." He was doing fine until his pet's raspy tongue met his own, making him pause at the titillating sensation it caused in his body.

That moment of stillness was all Dyne needed to bypass Sora's lips and deliver a luxuriant swipe across his palate. The resulting shiver brought a smile to the catboy's face. He proceeded to thoroughly french the boy's mouth, proving that there were some similarities between their worlds that Sora would not be escaping tonight. Their kiss finished with a succulent bite of Sora's plump lower lip, and then they found themselves staring at each other. Sora's eyes had become lidded, and his mouth was slightly parted as if in anticipation of more. Dyne had a predatory squint to his eyes that did not bode well for the boy.

A silent permission passed between the both of them. Dyne leaned in and latched his mouth to Sora's neck. To Sora's own surprise, he responded naturally by tilting his head to the side and closing his eyes. He didn't know how what possessed him to slide his hands behind Dyne's shoulders; on any normal day he would have been filled with hesitation and anxiety. Yet, in this moment, it was all coming easily, as if some part of his subconscious knew how it was all going to play out.

Dyne left a trail of wet kisses all the way to the hollow of Sora's throat, where he stopped and backtracked up the path he made. One long, generous lick traveled up Sora's Adam's apple, coasted beneath his chin and ended back at his lips with a deep kiss. This time, he found Sora to be a very avid participant; the boy kissed back with all the skill of a novice and all the enthusiasm of someone who wanted to learn. Dyne purred his approval and batted at Sora's knees with his tail.

When one his nipples was given a very naughty, sharp flick with Dyne's fingernail, Sora realized that he was turned on. His crotch was hot and he felt the burn of a flush on his face. As unbelievable as everything was, he wanted this, and his body was more than ready. One of his hands coasted upwards and sifted through the choppy layers of Dyne's hair, higher and higher until his fingers brushed the cat ears at the crown of his pet's head. Then, reality suddenly returned crystal clear. Sora stopped moving with realization.

Although Dyne was fully aware of the boy's unnatural pause, he continued to try to kiss him until Sora turned his face away to stop it. Cold feet now? Thought the catboy with a determined shine in his eyes. After getting this close to Sora, he wasn't going to give up so easy. "Don't stop," he urged in a husky voice, "let's keep going."

"No, I �" Sora never finished that sentence. Instead, he turned a hurting expression to his pet. "It's not fair. You're leaving."

Oh. Why did Sora always have to do everything in extremes? Either he was as frigid as a nun or horny and demanding that they marry and live in a picket fence with their little kittens � or at least, that's how Dyne saw this sudden change in behavior. "That can't be helped. Come on Sora, I want to enjoy every moment I have with you."

Sora inhaled deeply, and then began to push his pet off his lap. "That's not enough."

Dyne was extremely reluctant to leave the place he'd claimed right on top of Sora's crotch. What he really wanted to do was dig his nails in and hump the boy until he came to his screaming senses, but the suffering expression on Sora's face saved him from that ordeal. Instead, the alien slid off to the side and watched Sora intently as he got up and shuffled to his room with shoulders hunched. � And pants tented, which Dyne noted with almost vicious satisfaction.

What did Sora mean that it wasn't enough? What did he want from him? Ok, so maybe Sora wanted him to stay on planet Earth, but he couldn't because of the danger involved. Or maybe Riku was right all along and the whole claiming of the heart thing really did come first on this world. That last thought made the hair on Dyne's tail stand on end. The day he let Riku be right was the day he got neutered. He'd show HIM just how true love was created. It still burned him to remember the way Riku had his claws all over his Sora on the Lifestream.

"Who needs virginity when you got me," declared the alien aloud. Oh yes, today was only the beginning of showing Sora the light. Now he was more determined than ever to pop that precious cherry. But first, Dyne needed to find ugly humans on the television so that he could forget his own erection.

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Later on that evening, Sora'a mother and Cloud finally returned from their getaway. They tiptoed through the home and spoke in hushed voices as they put their things away and prepared for turning in for the night. At the living room, Nessa paused behind the couch. The TV had been left on, and their cat was curled up on the sofa fast sleep.

It was hard to tell how mothers did it. Maybe it was a difference in the atmosphere of the home, or a strange indent on the couch, or a perfumed scent that only she could pick up. Still, she suspected in the way that all mothers do that her son had been recently engaged in illicit activities. Perhaps it was a silly notion of hers in the end, after all the only proof she could find was strands of cat hair on the couch. However, her intuition was sounding bells, and already she blamed herself for leaving a boy Sora's age home alone all the time.

She knew this day would come. It was inevitable and frightening, and she had been so afraid that she would have to deal with it on her own. However, Cloud was here and they were committed enough to share even this. Still, as she continued on to her room, she knew that a very troubled sleep awaited her.

If it's true, please let it be Kairi.

Dyne's tail tapped the couch.

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Early the next morning, the door to the student lounge slammed open. Out sailed Reno, who went flying head first out of the room as if he'd been shot out of a canon. He crashed to the floor, where he immediately pushed himself back to his feet shaking with humiliation and anger.

At the doorframe, Rude and Reeve were straightening up non-existent wrinkles on their suits supposedly caused by tossing Reno out.

The redheaded Turk bared his teeth in outrage. "It's true! The guy's a FREAK, you were there! You saw him!"

"Reno," said a cultured, almost bored voice from inside the student lounge. Rufus didn't even bother to leave his chair to "escort" Reno out of the vicinity. "As president of the student council, I think the least the student body can do is give me a little respect." He turned a page of his newspaper. "I order when stupid rumors are started, I don't become victim of them."

Reno surged forwards to burst back into the room, but Reeve and Rude blocked his way, faces stoic. "It's not a rumor and I'm not crazy! He's a fuckin' alien!!!"

Rufus sighed and was finally forced to put his newspaper down. "You're out of control Reno. You've crossed a line." He tilted his gaze to the doorway and glared at the redhead struggling to get in. "You're not a Turk anymore. If I see you trying to be one again, I would advise that you watch your back going home. Now get out of my sight."

With a snap of Rufus's fingers, Reno's former comrades shoved him away from the door. "Sorry Reno," whispered Reeve, "but this time you've gone too far." Afterwards, the door was slammed shut.

A silence reigned in the hallway as Reno tried to digest what just happened. Rufus didn't believe him; instead he thought that he was being played for a fool. What was worse, he was no longer a Turk, and considering how many enemies he'd made from a lifetime of bullying, that wasn't good news.

It was all Dyne's fault. Everything was his fault and Reno would be damned if he let the blonde bitch get away with this.

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By lunchtime, the school was buzzing with the news that Reno had been ousted from the Turks. In no time at all, people were throwing thrash at him in the hallways and stuffing death threats into his locker. A celebration of the redheaded Turk's fall from grace was going on at Sora's lunch table, but despite the fact that he should have been the loudest and the happiest, Sora was a little on the quiet side.

He couldn't stop thinking about the night before. When he decided not to go any further with Dyne, he'd made the right choice, right? Sure he was curious enough to want to see what was beyond kissing, he could admit that much. Still, it.. hurt to know that Dyne was leaving someday. What was he thinking anyway? Dyne was an alien. They probably "did it" different than humans anyway. And it's not like he was in love or anything, even if he couldn't stop thinking of the catboy all last night and now all day..

Speaking of which, why does Dyne have to keep hanging all over Kairi like that?!

If Dyne was at all affected by making out with Sora, there was no sign of it whatsoever. As usual, he was more interested in flirting with Kairi and being loud and obnoxious than doing anything else. At the moment, he was busy trying to lick Kairi's cheek, who was leaning away and laughing instead of being disgusted for once. Sora supposed that since Dyne was practically a cat, it was OK to be slobbered all over by the blonde menace. Maybe Dyne should just cut to the chase and hump Kairi's leg too. Oh, and while he was at it, he could pet the dimples right on top of her ass as if she had a tail to arch with �

"Whoa, Sora! I think your chocolate milk is calling for mercy."

Tidus's voice made Sora realize that he was squeezing his chocolate milk carton to the point of spillage.

"Why are you spacing out on us Sora? We should be CELEBRATING! Dyne is gonna beat Rufus for president, Reno is never going to terrorize anyone ever again, and Kairi," Selphie blinked her eyes as if she were truly crying, "is going to be our very own homecoming princess. OH GOD GIVE ME A HUG!"

Selphie leapt across the table to squeeze Kairi to death. This caused a big mess with their lunch trays, but no one cared. They were all high from having such a great party over the weekend and hearing great rumors about the future of the school's government and Reno. Somewhere inside, Sora was jubilant, but it was all overshadowed by the vision of Dyne and Kairi getting squashed in one of Selphie's vice-like hugs.

Catching Sora's eye, Dyne suggestively bit his lower lip and turned his gaze down to Sora's mouth.

Sora looked away with a blush.

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Over the next few weeks, everyone was pretty busy. In the evenings, Sora, Kairi, Riku and Dyne rowed their way to the crash site to collect missing gummi blocks. Usually they couldn't spare more than two hours on it during the weekdays since Riku had track, Kairi had her cheerleader duties and Sora and Dyne had soccer practice. On top of that, the Homecoming dance was coming up as well as elections, so Kairi and Dyne were busy attending social gatherings together to solidify their support from fellow students.

Things were often awkward between Sora and Dyne, especially when it came time to sleep at night. As always, the catboy insisted on sleeping in the nude, which was bearable � until he began to emit pheromones as part of his Estrus cycle again. One morning, Sora woke up to find himself mindlessly rubbing his crotch against Dyne's. Ever since, he tried to lock Dyne out of his room at night, but more often than not the catboy always found a way back in; whether it was by picking the lock or blackmailing Sora with the threat that he would spend the night at Kairi's instead.

Before the temptation became too strong, Sora made Dyne write down the day his second Estrus would arrive. It was scheduled for a Sunday, and they both waited for that day, one with trepidation and the other with anticipation. This time though, Sora was prepared. Instead of locking Dyne away in the tool shed, he was going to leave him on the crash site with a tent and some rations. He would visit everyday to leave extra food and to check up on him, and in three days time the whole ordeal would be over.

There was just one thing that Sora completely forgot. His pet was a prolific liar.

On the Friday of the weekend that Dyne was to be moved to the island, the catboy stayed home from school. He claimed that he was cutting class to hang out with some popular people, something that Sora didn't approve of, but what could he do? Besides, the smell of cinnamon that morning was so strong that if he stuck around Dyne any longer he was going to swoon.

So Sora went to school and soccer practice as usual. He even watched Riku run for a bit and spent some time at Kairi's house to make brownies. When he finally came home, the house was saturated with the smell of cinnamon but there was no one in sight. Sora wondered where Dyne was hiding as he gathered his clothes and disappeared into the bathroom for a long, steaming shower. When he was done, he donned a pair of button down pajamas, brushed his teeth, and opened the bathroom door.

He found himself face to face with Dyne. A very naked, shaky, flushed Dyne.

"What took you so long," murmured the blonde in what would have been a sexy drawl if not for the edge of desperation in his voice.

Confused by Dyne's sudden appearance, Sora's eyes darted from left to right to search for clues because he was obviously missing something here. "I've.. Been home for over half an hour."

"I meant," Dyne planted his hands on the doorframe, effectively trapping Sora in the bathroom. "What took you so long to finish that shower? You kept me waiting."

"Did we have something planned?" Sora was starting to get weirded out by the situation. He tried to step past his pet, only to find that Dyne would move in the way to block him. "What's going on?"

Dyne's lips stretched into an unsettling smile. His tail was drifting back and forth in a slow way that Sora did not like. "Take off your pants."

Sora's face fell. "What?"

"You won't be needing them.~" Dyne closed the space between them and pressed his body flush against Sora's. His arms came to a curl around the boy's shoulders.

The moment that Sora felt Dyne's hard penis press against his stomach, he knew that he'd been had. "You said it was Sunday! You even wrote it down!" Immediately, he reached for his pet's hands and tried to pry them off.

Unfortunately, Dyne fisted Sora's shoulders hard to prevent their removal. His eyes narrowed dangerously. "Did you actually think that I was going to let you humiliate me twice?"

"But we talked about it! You said it was ok if I took you to the island �"

"I also said that I didn't forgive you!"

The next thing Sora knew, he was flying heads over heels and then he was back first on the floor. Dyne had never resorted to flipping him into the air like that before, which meant that Sora was in deep trouble. He scrambled to get up, but a foot planted against his chest prevented him from getting too far.

Dyne leered down at the brunette from above him. "I'm going to get right to the point since you heard this already. I want you, and we're going to fuck whether you like it or not." To accentuate this fact, he snapped a length of rope that he'd kept hidden until now.

"You're crazy!"

A phenomenal struggle ensued. The sound of things crashing and boys shouting carried on for about fifteen minutes. When the clamor died down, the winner was vainly attempting to fix the fur of his tail, and the loser was struggling against bindings that kept his arms tied behind a high-backed chair.

Sora was thoroughly mussed from their tousle. His cheeks were red from exertion, or perhaps the embarrassment of having his shirt unbuttoned and the drawstring of his pants untied and distended so that the hemline dropped dangerously low on his hips. This was not how he pictured his first time to be, not that he'd agreed that this was indeed going to be his first time.

When he was done making himself handsome for the occasion, Dyne turned a lazy smile in Sora's direction and seductively waved his newly groomed tail. All he got in response was silence, and it only took a few seconds to realize why: Sora wasn't breathing. "Are you trying to hold your breath?" At the lack of an answer, Dyne scowled and gave the boy's thigh a smack. Sora yelped and finally sucked in a lung-full of pheromone filled air. "That's better," purred Dyne as he lowered himself to Sora's lap and made himself very comfortable. "Just breathe, Sora. It'll all start feeling good soon."

"D-Dyne.." Sora was nervous beyond belief. He couldn't believe this was happening or that Dyne was serious about this. When he woke up this morning he didn't think that he'd be in this kind of situation. He was completely unprepared. "I, I can't do this. I'm not ready!"

A bite to Sora's earlobe silenced him. As before, the boy stilled, afraid that if he made Dyne angry then his ear would be bitten off. Surprisingly, instead of teeth Sora felt Dyne's tongue curl to cradle the lobe and suck. Oh god, he didn't know if he really liked this or if the scented air was making his body turn to jelly.

When Dyne released Sora's lobe from his lips, he stayed close to whisper wantonly to Sora's ear, "You watch me everywhere I go. You stare at my mouth, thinking 'gosh gee, I want to kiss him again' don't you Sora? You like how my mouth feels on you, that's why you blush when you look at me."

Sora's cheeks burned with embarrassment. Obviously, he'd only been fooling himself when he believed that Dyne never noticed him staring. "That doesn't mean you can do this." His breath hitched when he felt nails skim the sides of his body up and down, making his nerves sing with anticipatory pleasure. It was so hard to think, and when Dyne pressed a shivering kiss to his lips, Sora responded with the shame of knowing that it was true: he did want to do this again. Again and again if it kept making him feel this good.

When the kiss broke, Sora flopped his head over the back of the chair. Dyne was grinding against his crotch and emitting pronounced "rrro"'s of pleasure, an action that was making Sora so hot that he was beginning to sweat. Distantly, he knew he was being drugged, and yet there was a part of him that told him to just give up and give in. Let this happen. Let him satisfy his curiosity and find out what was the big deal about this act. Give Dyne what he wants and make him shut up.

"You know you want this. Don't be a prude." These 'romantic' words were murmured as Dyne pushed Sora's shirt off his shoulder so that he could lick the skin.

Sora caught himself opening his mouth to moan. Realizing that his control was slipping, he gathered what was left of his wits for one more protest. "When people do this, they usually don't do it WHEN THEY'RE TIED UP! Let me go!" He began to buck out of his chair, but to his horror, the jerking motions of his hips made Dyne yowl with need. Sora stopped bouncing in fear of being heard by someone, even though the house was perfectly empty. His voice lowered to a plaintive whisper. "Please! I don't want to do this! I just can't!"

Now flushed and shivering no thanks to Sora, Dyne returned the favor by flicking his thumbs against both of Sora's nipples. "What are you waiting for?"

The sensations thrilling from the base of his spine made Sora bite his lip. "I want to be in love."

Dyne laughed deeply in his throat, and then he stroked his thumb over a corner of Sora's mouth until his lips were released from his teeth. He leaned down and treated Sora to a kiss that was even more sensual than any they had shared in the past.

It was the kiss that won Sora over. He now accepted that he wanted Dyne, even if a part of him continued to doubt that it was right. After all, they were so different. They hadn't known each other for very long, and Dyne was one of the most impolite people he'd ever met. Sora was never going to be able to introduce him to his mom as a real boyfriend or share his first experience with a lover with his closest friends.

Still, what they were doing now ranked up there with one of the most thrilling adventures he'd ever had in his life, and his body loved it.

When their lips detached with a wet smack, Dyne was pleased to see the glazed, lidded look in Sora's blue eyes. The irises were dilated, indicating that he was completely under the influence of the pheromones in the air. In Katina, it was said that one of the most beautiful things that any cat would ever get to see was that of the distressed kitling who both wanted and feared the union of their first Estrus. Although Sora was no cat, seeing him breathe deeply and struggle with virginal fear and need convinced Dyne that the old fogies from the citadel knew what they were talking about. His soon to be mate was beautiful.

"You can still fall in love after this." Dyne smiled, and neglected to mention that Sora could only fall in love with the people that he personally approved. "But I'll tell you what." His voice became low and intimate, matching the sinuous way his tail was dancing. "If you can say that you don't want this and mean it, then I'll stop."

They stared at each other for a few moments, and Dyne broke the gaze to place gentle kisses that trailed from Sora's cheek to his mouth. A rough lick left the boy's lips raw and red. Then his tongue rounded the cleft of Sora's chin and traced the delicate skin of his throat with a tenderness that flowed seamlessly into a bite to the jugular.

Sora was drowning. His eyelids fluttered involuntarily and he kept squirming in his seat, though even he couldn't say whether he was trying to avoid Dyne's ministrations or make himself available for more. When he felt a path being licked to his left nipple, he made his first attempt at halting things. "..Stop."

It surprised Sora how completely devoid of conviction his voice was. As if answering him, Dyne began to purr as he funneled his tongue around the boy's nipple and sucked. His fingers dug into the flesh of Sora's hips as he pawed him out of habit.

The pretty flush to Sora's cheeks turned a very dark purple. His heart was beating so hard and fast that he was sure that Dyne could hear it. He didn't realize he was holding his breath again until Dyne released his nub, gave a kiss to the darkened areola beneath it, and then continued down his ribs towards his navel.

Goosebumps rose all over Sora's skin. He shut his eyes tightly in an attempt to clear his mind before trying to slow things down again. "..Stop," but this time, not only did the word still lack conviction, it came in a humiliating squeak.

Completely discounting the pathetically voiced protests, Dyne continued to Sora's bellybutton and dipped his tongue into it. The muscles of the boy's abdomen quivered and the bulge in his pants became even more pronounced. Recognizing this area for the erogenous zone that it was, Dyne spent a few extra moments tracing the navel and pressing deeply into it.

Meanwhile, the hem of Sora's pants was tugged low enough to expose the soft down of his pubic hair. Feeling the draft down there made the brunette fall into a mix of panic and anticipation. "..S-stop.." A wheezing gasp sifted past his lips when Dyne groomed the hairs of his pelvis with his tongue. "..Ss.."

Dyne nibbled the area where Sora's skin began to stretch for his penis, and then he removed the pants and underwear in his way with one fast jerk. The rebound of Sora's cock was caught with the surface of Dyne's tongue, which conveniently led the head of the boy's penis right into his mouth. The throaty moan that tore from Sora was very encouraging.

In reality, all this foreplay was driving Dyne to madness. All he wanted to do was consummate their mating, but he was fighting instinct because the last time he rushed it, Sora bailed out on him. From that past mistake, he learned that the way to Sora's body needed to be paved with coddling and caressing, as if the boy was a very spoiled kitten.

As fun as it was to make Sora look as if he was going to faint every time he dug his tongue into the frenulum beneath the head of his cock, Dyne decided to collect what was owed to him. There would be time later to play with Sora's foreskin, a part of the boy's body that had amused Dyne ever since he first saw him naked. All cats had theirs removed since Estrus was traumatic enough without having an extra layer of nerves to make it that much worse.

A nip was given to the boy's balls before Dyne leaned away and stood up. Finally, Sora was given a break from moaning and could now rest his head against the back of the chair and gasp for air. It wasn't until Dyne's tail curled around his neck that he peered forward again and realized that his pet had turned around in preparation to mount him.

This was the event that everything culminated to. Every boyish fantasy he'd ever had of being inside someone beautiful and warm shattered with the reality of having his glans guided to Dyne's anus. All of his questions of how it would feel became answered when the tip of his dick caught, and then began to slide into Dyne's rectum with the aid of gravity, the natural lubrication of his precum and the sliding action of his foreskin. Obviously, the catboy was made for this kind of penetration because there was not a trace of discomfort or pain on his face, only bliss as his tail twitched and Sora snaked inside of him inch by inch.

Dyne's cat ears flattened themselves to the sides of his head in complete surrender to this moment. Once he was seated on top of Sora's balls, he slowly leaned back and rested his head against the boy's shoulder. It was everything and more than he ever imagined. Ecstasy, security, affection, closeness, and a hundred other things that he'd wanted to share with someone he could trust. One of his hands shakily lifted to touch the side of Sora's face.

Being tied up wasn't fair, Sora had a strong urge to hug Dyne to himself and affirm that they were really here and doing this to each other. At the touch to his cheek, he tilted his head towards his pet and met him halfway in a nuzzle that flowered into a brief, gentle kiss. When Dyne began to purr at him, he smiled affectionately and did his best imitation of a cat-like purr back at him. Dyne grinned at the effort, and then proceeded to make Sora scream by impaling himself on the boy's cock with fast, determined strokes.

Masturbation didn't hold a candle to this. Sora wasn't just going to cum, he was going to explode. He sunk as low in the chair as his bound hands allowed so that he could curve his pelvis up and give Dyne all of his penis to work with. He panted ecstatically with his pet on their ride to oblivion, a trip that surprisingly lasted only 30 seconds for Dyne. With a pleasured mewl, the blonde spilled a copious amount of semen on Sora's legs with an almost convulsive shiver.

Poor Sora had no idea that his partner had already finished. It came as a surprise to him when Dyne rolled his hips one last time with a pronounced "rrrro," and then stood up to allow Sora's dick to pop out of his ass. Sora emitted a nonplussed "buh" in protest of it. He stared at Dyne with raw need that begged his pet to help him finish.

On the other hand, Dyne looked rather refreshed. He helped pull Sora up from his seat and guided him by his bound wrists to the nearby desk. With a firm press to the boy's back, he made Sora bend over, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically since he hit the wood hard enough to rattle the pencil bins and picture frames on the top of the desk. While Sora was still too drugged with pheromones to realize what was going on, Dyne kicked the boy's ankles until his legs were spread apart.

"Sex lesson number two," murmured Dyne huskily. He elicited a deep shiver from Sora by tonguing the base of his spine. "Aside from having a very flexible rectum, we Katinans are also capable of sustaining erections even after ejaculation."

Sora was beyond the point of being able to process what those words meant. All he wanted was to go back to doing it with Dyne until the heady need that was infecting him was over. He was too horny to be afraid of whatever was going to happen next. All too soon, his world dissolved into a pool of desire when he felt Dyne lick him from balls to ass, and then proceed to show him how fearless Katinans were when it came to pleasuring their mates.

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"I always told him that he should never have sex unless he was in love. I know that might not have been the smartest thing to say because god knows how many times you "fall in love" when you're that young, but I didn't want him to turn into one of those, those disgusting lover boys who go around nailing everything that has two legs."

Cloud nodded to show Nessa that he was still following her. The question of Sora's virginity had become a recent hot topic in the bedroom. It was their tradition to talk about their day before they went to sleep, and the question of what Sora did when he was home alone had taken a huge chunk of their conversation ever since they came home to find the television on. In Cloud's opinion, forgetting to turn off the TV was not proof that Sora was meeting girls in the living room, but Nessa was utterly convinced that this aberration in his behavior was solid proof.

Like most smart men, Cloud just nodded and agreed.

"I should have told him not to have sex until he was at least 18. That's a reasonable number right? He'll be starting college, he'll be more emotionally mature, he'll � he'll have at least reached a point in his life where if something went wrong, he would at least have the ability to work and pay for child support."

"I think you're getting a little bit ahead of yourself." Cloud was doing his best to appear perfectly serious and not laugh.

"Cloud, you don't understand how hard it is as a woman to raise a boy. He'll only listen to me for so long before he realizes that I'm not a man and I don't understand a man's needs."

"I'll talk to him."

"You will?"

"Yes. He came to me before for advice. I'll talk to him."

"Oh thank god." Nessa leaned over the blankets to give Cloud a hug. "..So what exactly was this advice that he asked you for?"

It was going to be a long night.

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Sora's slippery skin rubbed over the surface of the table. All around him, the picture frames filled with the smiling faces of his friends were being rattled by their foundations. He held back his tears as he was jostled roughly against the desk.

Dyne paused in his thrusting to peer over at the boy. "Don't worry, I won't break anything.~" He winked at Sora, and then resumed driving his semen soaked cock into Sora's ass. Unfortunately, he didn't have the convenience of a foreskin, so he relied on good old saliva and some of his recently spent ejaculate to make things easier for Sora. He was careful not to penetrate further than an inch deep since this was the human's first time, but he was sure that with a little practice, Sora's ass would take all of him and love it.

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[Hi. You won't find Sora anywhere this weekend because we're going on Cloud and Nessa's Love Boat of Doom. If we don't come back, assume that we've died a watery death. As you humans say, leave a message.]

Beep.

Riku scowled when he heard Dyne's voice on Sora's answering service. He found it so disturbing that he forgot that he was supposed to say something for a few seconds. "Sora. Mind giving us a heads up the next time you go on vacation with your mom and Cloud? Kairi and I are spending our weekends working on those gummi blocks you know. Anyway, I called because I know who won the homecoming race. Guess I'll tell you on Monday."

The call was ended and the cell phone was placed on the dresser. Riku thought it was unusual for Sora not to mention that he would be out for the weekend. Something fishy was going on, although he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was at the moment.

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After being placed on the bed, Sora was released from his bindings. There were aches and pains in places he didn't even know could hurt, yet the buzz in his head made the agony feel distant. He was too stoned to attempt rubbing the feeling back into his arms or to wonder if the pain in his ass meant that he had suffered some serious damage. The room was spinning and he still felt horny as hell.

Dyne was taking the time to lick his lover clean. It had been mildly disappointing when he came inside Sora's ass too soon to bring the boy to orgasm while he fucked him. Although the catboy was capable of multiple orgasms in a row, the time between them was rather short thanks to the fact that his Estrus was making him cum gallons of semen. Clearly, all the food he ate in preparation of this event was used as a store for the calories of energy he would be spending during his mating.

Poor Sora's cock had softened while he had been taken from behind. Dyne supposed that he didn't get deep enough to rub the boy's prosthetics or whatever that organ was that was hiding somewhere in the human rectum. Unfortunately, the literature on male on male sex had been very limited, and Dyne was only able to research snatches of it in the few moments that he had alone with access to that kind of information.

In any case, making Sora cum was a problem that was easily rectified. A few strokes of his tongue to the boy's genitals made the blood flow back into them. When it was standing at a satisfactory angle, Dyne crawled up so that he was face to face with Sora. "Why haven't you cum yet?" He asked in a breathless voice.

It took a few moments before Sora could gain the presence of mind to answer. "I.. think cuz.. I did it in.. shower.."

Dyne's interested expression collapsed into disgust. "If you need a dick to touch, do mine. Now," the blonde rolled onto his side so that his butt was facing Sora. His tail wrapped around the boy's waist to coax him into spooning behind him. Dyne pulled both of his knees to his chest, a position that effectively helped to open up his ass and give Sora's cock plenty of room to work. "Fuck me. And pet me while you do it."

Like a slave, Sora prodded Dyne's butt with his cock until he found the right spot, and then he pushed his way in with a deep moan. This time, with his hands free, he was able to caress the skin of his lover's body while he pleasured him into purring.

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The next day, Sora's mother knocked on the door. "Sora! Aren't you going to wake up for breakfast?" She paused for an answer, but upon hearing none she knocked again. "Sora?"

"..I already ate mom."

Nessa's eyebrows furrowed together. "What's wrong with your voice?"

"Moooom, I just woke up."

"I'm going out with Cloud again today. Are you sure you're going to be ok home alone?"

"Mmmhmm."

"You better do your chores."

"Mmmhmm."

Not for the first time, Nessa doubted the prudence of leaving her son home alone so often. She supposed it was too late now; he was already accustomed to this type of lifestyle. More and more though, she wished she could have done things differently. Her son was changing so much and so fast, she didn't even recognize his voice anymore. "Alright, we're leaving now. Take care."

Dyne had both a human ear pressed against the door and one of his triangular ones tilted towards it. He listened to the sounds of Sora's mother walking down the hallway and leaving the house, and then gleefully bounded his way back to the bed once she was gone. Thank god they left, he didn't think he could pull off impersonating Sora for the entire weekend.

Speaking of Sora, the boy was completely passed out. He was utterly motionless as Dyne happily licked his face and settled down on top of him. The third lesson that Sora learned the night before was that the peak cycle of the Estrus lasted for three days. Eventually, he got to a point where he couldn't even get hard anymore, which was rectified by becoming the bottom to Dyne's ravenous appetite. All night long.

Thankfully, some of the edge had been taken off Dyne's desire, which was why he was able to cuddle and let Sora sleep like this now. There were no words to describe how happy and fulfilled he felt after their mating. He would do anything for Sora. For the first time, he began to consider ways to stay on planet Earth instead of leaving to draw the forces of Katina away. True, it was selfish of him to jeopardize Sora's family and friends, but he no longer cared. Sora was worth it. He could see his kittens in the boy's too blue eyes.

Another hour of sleep, and then he'd wake Sora up for more lovemaking. If the boy was still impotent from too much sex, then Dyne would have to teach him how to use his hands and mouth for pleasuring. It was a shame that Sora didn't have a tail, as that would have come in very handy.

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[As you humans say, leave a message.]

-beep.-

"So it's true, you guys went on vacation and left us behind to work on the ship. You so owe us Sora!" Kairi planted one hand against her hip. The ocean breeze stirred the indigenous trees of the island and brought some relief from the heat. Riku was snorkeling offshore, looking for gummi blocks that may have sunk beneath the water. "You could have at least left your cell phone on." The girl sighed. "Look, I.. the votes for homecoming are being counted this weekend, and I just wanted to thank you for helping me. I know you hate the whole princess deal, but it means a lot to me. It means a lot because.."

Kairi paused, suddenly unable to go on. Her throat went dry and her fingers tingled with nervousness. "..It just does. Take care of yourself, Sora."

The call was ended.

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The open faucet made the water level inside the bathtub steadily rise, the slightly hot temperature of the liquid perfect for assuaging the aches in Sora's muscles. Jumping into the bathtub had been a last resort in his attempts to get Dyne to stop having sex, at least long enough until he recuperated. For two hours he'd been sitting in the tub, which was occasionally refilled with heated water so that he stayed comfortable.

Dyne was sitting on the bathroom tiles, ears flattened off to the sides and wearing a pathetic look on his face. He was horny, and he found it cruel that he was being denied his relief this way. "Sooooooraaaa."

"Just do it yourself."

"How many times do I have to tell you that it's crude and demeaning?"

"Making me do it again and again is crude and demeaning." Sora shot his new lover a glare.

Dyne didn't even look repentant. He scooted closer so that he could fold his hands over the edge of the tub and rest his head against them. The gaze that he gave Sora was amorous. "I can't help it. Neither can you. That's what pheromones do. Make us want each other." Dyne smiled and gave his tail a playful flick. "It won't leave too bad of a headache when it wears off. So get out of there already so we can enjoy each other.~"

Sora sighed and shook his head. "I never thought my first time would be like this."

"Me neither," murmured Dyne as he traced the edge of the tub with a finger. "Come on Sora, I don't want to wait anymore. I want you."

"If you want me so bad then get in the tub."

"No way, I'll die!"

"You'll die happy." A flirtatious lilt colored Sora's voice. Then he shifted his eyes momentarily to his lap, just to draw Dyne's attention to the rare, full erection that was standing at attention.

Dyne licked his lips upon seeing Sora's ready cock. He bounced a bit on his heels, but then shrank away upon remembering that the boy was lying in a pool of water. Noting his pet's reaction, Sora smiled and gave himself a long stroke. Dyne emitted a groan that was somewhere between disgust and want. "You'll.. you'll keep me from drowning right?"

"Of course I'll protect you. Come on." Sora gestured to the tub's interior with his chin.

Dyne's tail drooped to the tiled floor. For a long time he just stared, and then shivered when Sora gave himself another squeeze. He tapped his fingers against the tub as he deliberated, and then tentatively he rose to his feet. One his legs lifted over the tub, but the moment his toe touched the water he recoiled. Sora laughed.

"It's not funny!"

Sora stopped chuckling and just grinned at Dyne. "You know, I think I'm going to stay in here for another hour."

Dyne scowled. This wasn't FAIR. He bounced on his heels a bit, and then tried to get inside again. This time, one foot dipped into the water, and his tail fuzzed out with fright. Sora encouraged him by holding onto the submerged ankle and nodding for Dyne to go on. Looking more frazzled by the second, Dyne carefully lifted his other leg over the side of the tub and settled it into the water. Then he began to squat, so slowly that Sora had to control himself not to start laughing again. When his bottom was just a centimeter shy of touching the warm water, Dyne stopped and wouldn't move anymore.

At least, he didn't move until Sora placed a wet hand against his bottom. This startled Dyne so much that he slipped and crashed into the water and Sora with a yelp. He immediately went into a panic and began scrabbling to leave the tub, but Sora prevented him from going too far by grabbing his pet's body and holding it tight.

"Sssh, ssh, it's ok! You're not drowning, you're just making a mess." Sora was unable to keep the laughter out of his voice this time.

"I'm dying!!"

"Will you stop saying that! You're fine."

It took about five minutes for Dyne to be "fine." Just like the first time Sora had bathed his pet, when the catboy finally calmed he went very still and brooding. After making sure that Dyne wasn't going to try to escape, Sora stopped holding him so tightly. One of his hands lifted to pet damp blonde hair. "See, the water's not hurting you. You're ok, and we're together."

Dyne hated the way his tail gained about 5 pounds in weight from being wet. He didn't like being soaked or the strange sensation of being swallowed by liquid. Yet, even in this hellish tub of death, he found himself unwilling to trade this moment for anything in the universe. "You make me do crazy things."

"You? I'm sleeping with an alien."

They shared a laugh, and then Dyne nuzzled Sora's nose. "So. Where were we?"

Sora's smile turned a little lazy.

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Beep.

"Sora, your ass is grass when Cid sees you on Monday. You and Dyne were supposed to be at practice this weekend. Did you forget the big game on Tuesday? You're so dead. But not as dead as Reno. You should have SEEN it. When he showed up today, he got egged by his Turkey friends. Or ex-friends, or whatever, he got a taste of his own medicine and you missed it! You need to call me back man. You're missing some cool stuff. Tidus out!"

End call.

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Dyne lounged on Sora's bed as if he were the king of the Nile. His newly established mate was moving lethargically about the room as he prepared to go to school. Obviously, Dyne had no intentions of going himself, considering how late it was and he was still naked. Not that he was in any condition to go anyway; it was the third day of his Estrus and he was finally feeling exhausted. He'd pretty much burned up all the energy he'd been storing for three days of marathon sex, but even though he was destined to spend the rest of the day sleeping he didn't like the thought of being left alone while Sora was at school.

"Stay."

"Can't." Now that he was done dressing, Sora walked over to his bed and sat down next to Dyne. He brushed his thumb against his pet's cheek, earning a purr from his blonde friend. "A lot of people are waiting to see me today."

"Tell them you have a lover now."

"That doesn't mean I can just ignore everything else. My mom would go crazy."

"Fine." Dyne rolled to his back and hooked his hands behind his knees. "Suck me off and I'll let you go."

Sora rolled his eyes. He came to a kneel above his pet's head and reached over to grasp the catboy's legs. He practically folded Dyne in half by pulling his knees up and back until the alien's swollen cock was dangling close to the blonde's mouth. "Say aaa."

"I said you, not me!"

"You're not masturbating, I'm helping." Sora leaned in between Dyne's legs and gave his balls a lick.

A shudder went through Dyne's body, but he still narrowed his eyes at Sora. All he was asking for was one little blowjob, and that's it! He was NOT going to do it himself.

A second lick was all Dyne needed to be convinced. "D-don't tell anybody ok?"

"If you don't tell anybody then I won't tell anybody." Funny, how their relationship always seemed to revolve around secrets. Sora smiled down at Dyne, and then reminded him of the task at hand when he mimed opening his mouth.

A very rare red blush colored Dyne's cheeks as he parted his lips and took the head of his own cock into his mouth. Just the other day he was wallowing in water, now he was doing something considered beyond dirty by his people. Yet, because it was with Sora it felt wonderful.

Suddenly, Dyne realized just how much power this human had over him. It shouldn't have surprised him; it was inevitable for every kitling that they would become irreparably attached to their First. Thank the goddesses that it was Sora that he ended up with. When he woke up this morning cuddled next to his new mate, a weight lifted from Dyne's chest. He was no longer in danger of being bound to someone who would treat him badly. Sora was freedom. For that, he would gladly suck his own cock.

In the beginning of their trysts, Dyne came too soon and Sora wouldn't come at all. By the end though, they had synced up very well and their lovemaking had become very satisfying. Sora was loathe to leave Dyne for school, but after seeing the amount of messages left on his cell phone he knew that if he didn't show his face today then it wouldn't be too long before his friends looked for him at his house.

It took five minutes to get Dyne off. The catboy dutifully sucked his own cock while Sora nibbled his balls and laved his shaft. When orgasm finally came, a manageable two teaspoonfuls of cum � as compared to the cups of semen he'd been spilling days ago - shone white in Dyne's mouth.

Sora released his pet's legs, which flopped tonelessly to the mattress. He kissed Dyne's forehead and cheek, and promised that he would come straight home after school. Then he left the room, but not without pausing to give Dyne a longing look over his shoulder.

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The change in Sora's demeanor did not escape the notice of his friends at school. His afterglow outshone all the commotion around the upcoming homecoming games, the dance, and the rumors. Tidus had to snap his fingers at Sora just to get him to focus over lunch, and Kairi repeated herself to him several times just to be heard. Although the boy was physically in school, it was obvious that his mind was elsewhere.

"Earth to Sora."

Riku knocked on Sora's locker just to get his best friend to look up at him.

Sora blinked as if he was coming out of a trance, and finally managed a distracted smile. "Hey."

"Hey? Is that all you have to say after disappearing over the weekend?"

Sora had no idea that Dyne had changed his voicemail in preparation of their sexual weekend extravaganza; he thought that Riku was referring to ditching his duties at the crash site. "Uh.."

"Are you ok? You look spaced out."

"I'm fine! I'm just.."

"It's from being around Cloud right?"

What? Cloud? What did he have to do with anything? Sora looked utterly clueless.

"Anyway, I suppose you don't want to know who are the homecoming princesses since you haven't asked me about it."

That got Sora's attention. He was drawn out of his fog long enough to give Riku an excited look. "Did Kairi win?"

"I'm not saying now. You lost your chance."

"Oh come on Riku!"

Riku smirked at Sora. "I'll tell you after track practice."

Sora looked away as he bit his lip. "I'm.. going home. I'm not going to soccer practice either."

"Are you crazy? You've missed practice three days in a row. Cid is going to murder you."

"Yeah, I know. I kind of want to avoid him. Just call me later ok?"

"Fine, go home. And tell Dyne he can't keep skipping class, he'll just draw attention to himself."

"Ok." At the mention of Dyne's name, Sora's smile became very bright. "I'll catch you later Riku!"

"Later."

Sora patted Riku on the bicep and then he practically bounced his way out of school to go home. Riku shook his head and wondered what happened to make Sora so happy all of a sudden.

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The moment that Sora entered his room, he placed his backpack on the floor and slipped into bed beside Dyne. They shared an embrace and a kiss, and then he gazed at his lover with affection as he petted the wild blonde hair that swept up into spikes.

"Is this love?" Sora asked in a hushed whisper.

Dyne's cat ears tilted forwards, as if he needed an extra set just to make sure that he had heard Sora right. He examined his mate's face, which was open and questioning and maybe a little hopeful.

"Don't complicate things so much, Sora."

Dyne reached over and affectionately smoothed the boy's bangs, and then momentarily blinded his lover when his palms passed over Sora's eyes.

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Late afternoon, Riku was walking down the hallways of the school with his duffel bag in hand. His cell phone was pulled from his pocket so that he could speed dial Sora's number. To his surprise, Sora's familiar ring tone began echoing in the hallway. Frowning, he followed the noise to its source, which turned out to be Sora's locker.

Riku gave the metal door a flat look as he turned off his phone and stored it away. Considering how much money was spent on the birthday gift, it would have been nice if Sora would at least keep it with him.

He was kind of spaced out though, Riku thought to himself. Sora should be glad that his best friend was nice enough to return his phone to him before he freaked out upon finding it missing later. Thankfully, the number to Sora's combination lock was no mystery to Riku; they had known each other's codes since the first day they came to this school. After making quick work of the lock, the boy opened the locker and retrieved Sora's cell phone from the mess inside.

After the locker was closed again, Riku peered down at the view screen of his friend's cell phone. The wallpaper consisted of a picture of Sora, Kairi and Riku huddled together and smiling. Riku recognized it from the party. Grinning, he went into Sora's picture folder and began scrolling through the other images of the party that he'd missed.

That was how he came across an inaccessible folder. It was entitled "stuff" and when Riku tried to open it a password prompt showed up. One of his eyebrows quirked upwards. What was so secret that Sora had to hide it from prying eyes? Well, there was only one way to find out. Riku felt something of a thrill as he started to hack into Sora's phone using every password that he knew.

First he tried Sora's, Kairi's and his own initials to see if it would go through. SKR? RKS? KSR? RSK?

No go. Then he tried old passwords they'd had in the past. Treasure. Swords. Rotten Eggs. Cooties.

None of those worked either. Suddenly, a thought occurred to Riku, one that made his stomach do a flop. Tentatively, he inputted a new password they'd never used before.

Dyne.

The folder opened.

The first picture that popped up was one of Sora. It was shot of him lying in his bed surrounded by pillows and blankets. The camera only picked up everything up to his torso, which was bare and curved upwards. Sora was sweaty and had his face tilted off to the side, but he still managed to fix shining eyes on whoever was holding the camera.

Normally, Riku would have uploaded the picture to his phone for "safekeeping" in less than 10 seconds, but there was something very disturbing about finding a picture like that under a folder that had been password protected with Dyne's name. He hit the arrow button to see the next picture.

He nearly dropped the phone.

It was a picture of Dyne looking at the camera with a big smile on his face and someone's dick in his hand. White cum was dribbling from the slit; the picture had been snapped just as it was about to fall right onto his waiting tongue.

Riku felt as if he'd just been punched in the stomach. Time ceased to move. His heart turned to ice. There were more pictures, but he couldn't bring himself to look at them. A deep-seated chill like he'd never felt before buzzed in his veins. Slowly, he sank into a squat, at first unable to stop staring at the phone, then shutting his eyes tightly to block out what he was seeing. Both of his hands lifted to rake through his loose hair, his head bowing and fingers curling to clutch and pull at silver strands.

It was over.

Sora was fucking Dyne.

To be continued.
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