Jerry,
I feel my face get really really hot.
Why was I so nervous? He was always so easy to make fun of. And now I can't last a minute in the same room as him.
Probably had something to do with the bite marks all over me.
And what did he mean?
Where else did he want to.... bite...
That hurt, really bad, he had sharp teeth, probably because he was a cat.
"You mean what?" I steal a look at him and focus my gaze back on the floor.
"I-I'm... I'm feeling tired..." not really, but okay.
He doesn't respond.
Instead I hear him move swiftly over to me and then my feet are off the floor, I hug him tightly in fear of being dropped.
I wrap my legs comfortably around his slim waist.
After about five seconds of utter terror, I get dropped onto a bed.
He snarls and then grabs at his shirt.
"I'm too hot," he pulls off the shirt and drops it next to him.
I stare at his eight pack and almost faint.
That was biting my neck??
I bring my shocked eyes back to his, only to find he had just been watching me stare in awe at his abs.
"Having a good time?" He asks and then steps over to the bed.
"A-Are you-"
"Yes," he grabs the white blanket and throws it over my head, then dives over me and rolls under the covers.
I bring my nose out of the prison of warmth and watch his ear flick as he curls up with the blanket.
"T-Tom...?" I begin and his blue eyes open and stare at me.
"What?"
"I...." he sneers, "I'm cold..?" He shakes his head.
"You just want me sooo bad," he moves the covers and grabs the back of my sweatshirt, "don't you?" He yanks me over to him and grabs my waist.
I feel him against me and my face gets even warmer.
His silent breaths go right down my sweatshirt and against my neck, giving me tingles.
"T-Tom..." I say again not really knowing why.
"Yes?" He answers and I don't know what to say.
I wasn't even tired, I wasn't cold, and now I lying in a bed with a cat behind me. And I liked it.
A cat.
I liked him.
I was gay for a cat.
I was gay for a cat??
Yeah.
I stare hard at the white sheets. If he could just do something, anything, besides just doing nothing, that would be nice.
"B-ite...." I begin but fear keeps me from continuing.
Not a fear like 'he's going to hurt me!' but also a fear that bites hurt.
But they felt so good...
Tom,
He could be a little more clear, but I could just mess around and if he said no, stop.
Easy.
I debate it for a quick second in my mind and decide to just start with a small kiss.
I move my lips against his neck and kiss down lightly.
He shivers but doesn't say stop. I pull away and instead pull his sweatshirt up and feel his cool soft skin.
I rub a tiny circle along his lower abdomen and threaten to go lower.
His breath hitches when my fingers find their way at his sweatpants' waist band.
"Tom..!" I bring my hand back up and out of his sweatshirt.
"What?" I snap and pull him against me.
"I...." I let go of him and sit up.
"What?!" I almost yell and he sits on his knees.
I cross my arms and wait for a response, he just blushes and looks at the blankets.
"Fine," he says after a while. Then he stands and steps over me, he reaches down and moves my hands, then sits down in my lap.
I blush as he places my hands on his hips.
I pull him closer and he leans closer.
I feel his lips on mine, and soon after, his tongue over mine.
I bring my right hand up to his upper neck and pull away, I tilt his head and bite down on his pale neck.
He yelps and moans when I inspect the mark.
I leave kisses over where my teeth just were and earn soft moans back.
"T-Tom..." he whimpers, "p-please...." I put my hands back on his hips and pull him as close as possible.
Fuck...
Haha A/N, hi guys, I really hope you like this fanfic and if you like my writing then idk maybe check out some of my other stories? Just wanted to say I have no friggen idea where this is going but I can say a couple things...
1) I'm going to fucking write a cat and mouse sex scene wth
2) I think I am actually going insane
3) how did this start from a joke and turn into this
Okay bye
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Tom and Jerry
FanfictionIt's always just a chase for a cat and a mouse. But what if it isn't? What if that changes? What if the cat and mouse don't want to be 'just a chase'? Oml I hate myself, enjoy this ig