Kitty,Kitty

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Kid walked back, the silence making him feel uncomfortable. Back in his room, Crona had found the clothes he had given her.

“Um why don’t you wear some pants?” he asked trying, and failing to keep his eyes away from her legs.

Her long smooth legs ,Kid felt a strange craving to touch them, to stroke them, to trail kisses up them until he reached her-                                                                                                       

“I don’t like pants…there uncomfortable...For my tail” Crona explained, flicking said tail around behind her.

“Oh, of course” Kid replied turning away. This was going to make it even more difficult than before to resist her. “I bet your hungry, let’s go down to the kitchen.”

“Yes sir”

“You can call me Kid, you know”

“Yes Kid sir”

“Just kid”

“Yes sir, I mean Kid sir! I mean Kid!” Crona blushed trying to correct herself. Kid smiled before letting out a quite chuckle.

Once in the kitchen Kid pulled back a chair for Crona to sit on before rummaging through the fridge. “What do you want to eat?”

“D-do you have any m-milk?” Kid smirked, of course kitty-cat-Crona wanted milk. “Do you want me to put it in a bowl too?”

“Yes p-please”

Kid was only joking but shrugged and found a blue china dish from the cupboard. He poured the milk until it reached the top and turned around.

To his surprise she wasn’t sitting on the chair he pulled out but on the floor, on her knees.

Kid faltered for a second before placing the dish in front of her. He sat across from her, still on the floor.

This isn’t very hygienic, defiantly not symmetrical but, what the heck, why not? Is she really going to lap the milk like a cat?

Crona looked down to the bowl, then back up at Kid, as if waiting for permission. Kid just nodded and smiled comfortingly. That smile disappeared when Crona leaned over and stuck out her small, pink tongue. She dipped it into the milk, and began lapping the liquid up.

Kid was captivated. Watching her delicate face, as specks of milk flew up, and land on her cheek. Hearing her small mewls of enjoyment, her tail flicking back and forth.

That aroused kid more than he thought. He could feel his pants tighten as he struggled to keep his composure.  Stay strong kid!

He watched as she shifted, moving into a comfortable position, also sticking her behind out further. Kid’s eyes widened as the shirt that Crona was wearing slid down her back, to reveal her underwear, and the small of her back. Her tail flicked again, sliding over her wondrous curves like a sensual snake.

Kid knew he should turn away but the little show Crona was unknowingly putting on for him was too much of an opportunity to miss.

He placed his hands in his lap, trying to cover his arousal. She mewled again, barely audible but it was so erotic Kid found himself almost moaning too. That was nothing compared to what happened next.

Crona, finished with her milk glanced up at Kid, her eyes sending electric signals to his lower regions. She sat up, her tongue still darting around her lips, catching excess milk droplets.

Oh how I wish she would lap me up like that milk! NO Kid stay strong, think about asymmetrical things! Think about soul’s hair! The number seven! Think about how black star and Maka moved all my precious paintings!

That did the trick, kid’s arousal immediately died, and he relaxed.

“Kid?” Crona’s small voice directed at him was all it took to regain his previous hardness. He avoided looking at her, but was surprised when he felt her slide over to him.

“Kid…I just wanted to say…th-thanks for letting me stay” Kid glanced at her, noticing that she was only a few millimeters away from him. Crona hesitantly looked up at him, waiting for a response. Kid nodded his words lost.

Nervously, Crona wrapped her arms around him, bringing herself closer to him.  A simple hug was all it started off as, but that’s sure not how it ended. As an instinct, kid hugged her back but with no arms to prop him up, he fell backwards. Crona fell too, on top of him. She began to move, making kid groan.

“Please Crona, d-don’t move” kid pleaded. The last thing he wanted to do was scare the girl, he was fairly sure pushing her down and screwing her so hard she couldn’t walk would do just that.

She shifted her weight, making kid buck his hips and groan again. She gasped and sat up, straddling him.

“Kid? Are y-you okay?” Crona looked down at kid with wide, worried eyes. That was it; Kid was thrown over the edge, to the point where he wasn’t controlling his actions anymore.

Kid grabbed her hips, and pushed her down onto the kitchen tiles. He was looming over her in an instant.  She inhaled sharply.  He trailed his hands down her chest and stomach.

 He leaned down and devoured Crona’s mouth. His tongue sliding over her lips, she opened them, granting him access. She moaned into his mouth, letting the slippery appendage explore her wet cavern. Kid grinded against her hips, making her sounds louder and more sexual. The warmth she was radiating drove kid crazy. He couldn’t wait any longer.

He pulled away from her enticing lips, and began pushing the fabric of her shirt up. His eyes glided over the luscious skin of her stomach. He stopped at her underwear. Her breath hitched, she must know his intention by now. He began pulling at the useless fabric, before she stopped him in his tracks.

“Please kid. I-I’m not…r-ready...” she blushed looking at kid fearfully. That was the most fear he had seen in Crona’s eyes before. Kid frowned. It looked as though she expected the boy to hit her. The silence was excruciating.

Kid nodded. “O-okay sorry… I...Didn’t mean for this to happen”

Crona was shocked. Kid’s response stunned her beyond belief. She thought that the male species didn’t understand the meaning of no.

Kid hurried to get off her, now thoroughly embarrassed. I don’t think I’ve ever been so embarrassed in my entire life! He got up and flew out the door, leaving Crona to collect her thoughts, on the kitchen floor.