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Part 31

I waited for Vince in his bed while he took a shower. We had spent the day together, it had been nice, but Vince hadn't really been Vince. And I couldn't help him with that, so I was guilty of being glad that tomorrow, I would leave him behind for a couple of days.

Despite wanting to be around him, I needed space to breathe.

My ears perked up when I heard his footsteps - naked, half-wet skin slapping the floor. I rolled onto my side to watch him approach. He was beautiful - strong, athletic, and powerful. His gaze alone could make me quiver.

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Moondrop was sprawled out on the sheets. His long limbs were bent at such awkward angles but this only added to his otherworldish beauty. His large eyes were watching me intently, taking in every twitch of my body, every drop of my soul seeping through my actions.

I wanted him to see all of me, but I couldn't let him. I wasn't going to give him the means to hurt me, to discard me because he deemed me unworthy after all.

And yet... He was literally demanding me to. It made me mad, and frustrated, and I cursed myself for wanting him all the more for it.

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Vince was still leaning against the door frame, regarding me with that frown of his that seemed to hold all the anger in the world. His fingers were digging into his bulging forearms.

He should just come to bed before his head exploded.

I stretched my back, then crawled onto the floor and over to Vince to brush my body along his legs. The tip of my tail trailed the muscles of his stomach. Then, I hopped back onto the bed and purred, hoping he would get the message.

I knew Vince wanted me to talk, but he needed to learn to understand first.

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He was teasing me. The fucking cat was teasing me so deliciously, rubbing against me, purring, inviting me to bed. Yet my groin remained utterly uninterested.

I joined him anyways, it was my fucking bed after all, and it wasn't like I didn't want him.

I flopped down on the mattress with a groan, and Moondrop lay down beside me, head on my chest, purring softly. My fingers found their way to the sweet spot behind his ears, and my heart ached.

It hurt.

I was hurting.

What the fuck.

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Vince' arm lay across his face, but I didn't need to see him to know he was struggling. His breathing was uneven, alternating between shallow breaths and deep sighs that pushed his chest against my head.

I kept purring, hoping he would ease into the rhythm. It helped for a moment, but then he would tense suddenly, and we would start over. All the while, he kept fondling my ears absentmindedly.

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I knew this pain, and I hated it. It made me weak, and vulnerable, and all I could think of was how easy it would be drowned out by a night's passion. The act of sex was simple yet intricate at the same time, easy to get lost in but filled with endless possibilities and nuances that kept me engaged.

But I had said I would try, and I could hardly take back my word after less than a day when Joe was going be so insufferably smug about it. That was going to be the price for running back into his arms, wasn't it?

I had really dug my own grave here.

I was tempted to try Moondrop instead, but even if he agreed, it wouldn't be the same. He wouldn't truly give himself to me, not the way he'd done before, and knowing that, I really wasn't interested in half-assed pity sex.

"Vince," he said softly, and all my thoughts stopped. He lifted himself off me, leaving my skin feeling cold where we'd touched. "Turn around."

The request confused me. I lowered my arm to get a look at him. He was regarding me with a serious, untypically thoughtful expression. When I didn't oblige, he pushed a paw against my side and repeated, "Turn."

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Vince just had to prove to me that there was no point talking to him, but I kept that to myself. He looked close to tears already.

I pushed harder, and he finally rolled over. Once he was on his stomach, I climbed onto his hip, then started pushing my paws into the muscles along his spine. Vince groaned.

When the tension eased out of him, I felt myself relax, too.

My paws slowed, and pushes turned to caresses as I actively felt his skin. I wanted to keep touching him, and that suddenly made me dread leaving him the next day.

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Moondrop's purring had subsided while his touches had turned softer and softer still. I strained to hear his breathing, as if that could help me guess what he was about to do.

My skin prickled, and when I took a deep breath, warmth flooded my groin. Then, Moondrop's weight shifted. He leaned forward, and placed a kiss onto my skin.

His lips stayed. I held my breath in anticipation, then moaned when he started to explore with his tongue. For a moment, I gave in.

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Vince suddenly turned beneath me, almost throwing me off balance, but I caught myself on his shoulders. He gripped my wrists firmly. Frowning, I searched his face for a clue on why he'd stopped me. After all, he was just as aroused as I.

He held my gaze.

I couldn't look away.

I leaned closer, but just as I was about to kiss him, his grip tensed and he looked away.

A soft growl resonated at the back of my throat. We were having a moment, and I felt it slipping away.

Vince let go of me, and I sat up straight but refused to dismount. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and moved his hip to throw me off. His swollen member rubbed against me.

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The damn cat really wasn't moving. As if it wasn't hard enough for me to not take him right that moment and all into the night. For God's sake, if there wasn't that annoying voice at the back of my head that kept reminding me of all that could go wrong, I would.

But if I did, and then I screwed up, we would both be hurting, and I didn't want that anymore. I was tired of it.

I locked eyes with him, and he growled. It was cute, how he was so mad that I had stopped him. A peculiar sense of happiness rose in my chest. It climbed higher until it had reached my lips, and I smiled.

"Get off me, would you? And if you still want me a week from now, you can have me all you want."

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*drumrolls* and here we might finally have character development! What did you think of the POV switches? It just felt right for this part, like I could highlight both their misunderstandings and their connection.