The Pleasure Room (Quinn and Noah)

The Pleasure Room

Anxiously, Noah sat in the hotel room, waiting on the bed as he had been instructed. Trying to control his breathing, the fluffy calico cat checked his phone for the time and saw the ad still opened. This was his very first time trying anything like this, but he was desperate to lose his virginity. Most people Noah knew lost it in high school, and yet there he was, a 20 year old college student, and still with a completely barren and non-existent bedroom life. So, feeling pressured to change that, he had replied to an online ad and signed up for….. “Services” from an “escort”..... He hired a hooker. When the ad asked him what gender he preferred, Noah had selected male. Adjusting his round, glossy glasses, Noah was beginning to have second thoughts and seriously considered bailing, perhaps fleeing out of a window. Before he could fully commit to the decision, however, the bedroom door knob turned and the door creaked open and his heart dropped at what he saw. 

The features were difficult to make out as the figure appeared as a silhouette from the light behind them. At first, Noah had thought he was looking at a woman, judging by the body shape with the thin waist and curvy, feminine hips but heard a very soft, feminine and high pitched yet simultaneously very clearly male voice call out to him.

“Hey, sweetheart…. Is this the right room?”

Noah could then make out more features like the sultry, seductive eyes that were coated with black eye liner. What really made Noah have a near heart attack was what the voluptuous figure was wearing; Almost nothing, save for a thin black pair of satin panties, long black cotton thigh highs that reached all the way up, just below the panties but still with enough of a gap to show off a healthy portion of thigh, and black cotton arm warmers that reached almost to their shoulders. These being the only things just barely covering their body, and even they were thin and tight enough to leave very little to the imagination. Then, the figure walked into the room, their hips and thunder thighs swaying as they moved with a certain alluring grace in a way that activated just about every neuron in Noah's brain. 

The figure could be seen much clearer now, and Noah identified him as short, skinny orange tabby cat with fluff in all the right places; particularly his cheeks, chest, navel, sides, and thighs.

Noah couldn't even gather himself enough to answer the sensual figures previous question, causing the escort to raise an eyebrow. He then pulled out his phone (where he could have possibly been keeping it considering his…. Lack of a apparel and pockets, Noah didn't know…. Though, he could take a few guesses) and checked something on it.

“Let's see…. You're Noah, right, cutie?” He asked, not looking up from his phone but pointing right at Noah.

The sexy figure just said Noah's name, putting him on the verge of passing out. Maybe it wasn't too late to jump out the window and run away.

“What's the matter, dear? Speechless? That happens a lot…” The orange cat teased with a sly smirk. “Just nod or shake your head, then…. Are you Noah?” He asked once again. Noah slowly and hesitantly nodded his head, his heart just about ready to leap out of his chest. The orange cats smile widened and they chuckled somewhat amused but also somewhat sinisterly. “Perfect…. So, you like what you see, big boy?~” The sultry cat shifted into a seductive pose, flaunting his body. Then, he turned around, Noah realizing just how well endowed the escort was in their butt. It was big and bouncy, and looked so soft and fluffy. The orange cat then bent over, giving him as clear of a view as possible while still keeping the panties on. With this, Noah's jeans suddenly began to feel tighter and he felt a heat rising in his chest as he began sweating.

Then, he heard the orange cat begin to laugh as they stood back up and turned to face Noah once again. 

“Oh my God, look at you…. You look like a fucking tomato. Guys like you are soooo cute when you're riled up…. Really fun to tease. What are you so nervous about, anyways? You're getting what you paid for.” The escort questioned.