Aphmau Yaoi One shots.

4. The cat cliche (Garrence)

(Hey guys, Nami here. And right now I'm stuck at my one of my cousin's/family member's birthday. And I can't go swimming because of reasons. So I thought I'd just write some chapters I guess. So enjoy like always. Sorry if me can't publish bc of wifi. Idk) (mystreet like Ch 1)

Garroth sat on his bed, his back leaned against the wall. He held a soft covered book in his hands. It was peaceful and quiet in the house, so Garroth decided to take the advantage and read. The book was called The River's Guide to Sunlight. It was about a boy who ran away from home.

Garroth had left his door open, and his light off. So it layed a calm state around the boy. All he wished right now was to keep the peace. But sadly everything has its end.

A loud shout or scream of fear as it may truly be said, had filled the quiet house. Garroth had recognized Laurence's voice producing the call. Why did he shout in fear was the curious point.

Sighing, Garroth marked his book, placing it down on his bed. He stood up from it, letting his feet touch the floor as he stretched his arms.

Garroth walked quickly out his room, his hand on the doorway as he swung out of it. His bare feet touched the cold floor making him shiver. Dante was out with Vlyad, Aphmau, and Aaron. So it must've been Travis who was with Laurence because he heard another voice.

"Your welcome." Garroth heard Travis say kinda smirkishly.

"What?" Garroth asked entering the kitchen, living room doubled room.

Laurence quickly hid behind the island. Travis had a smirk on his face, glancing from Laurence to Garroth.

"I'll let Laurence explain." Travis grabbed his jacket and left. Leaving the two boys in the house silent. An odd silence that Garroth grew slightly uneasy to.

"Laurence?" He looked over at his boyfriend's direction. He didn't respond.

Garroth walked into the kitchen, not making a sound. His hand running along the edge of the island counter at each step he took. He stopped at the corner finding Laurence sitting against the island side.

He had his legs pulled up, his face buried into his arms. His arms were crossed on top of his knees, his hands holding his legs close to his chest.

"Laurence....?" Garroth sat cris-cross next to the brunette. He watched him worriedly as he didn't move. He placed a soft hand on Laurence's shoulder.

Laurence picked his head up in little fright. He looked at his blonde boyfriend with teary eyes. In return, Garroth's cyan eyes brightened with more worry looking at him.

"Um.. h-hi Garroth.." Laurence gave a nervous chuckle. A shade of pink covering his face.

"Hey, Laur. You ok?" Garroth looked into Laurence's eyes trying to figure out what was going on behind them.

"Y-yeah totally." Laurence gave a fake smile.

Garroth raised an eyebrow, knowing that was a lie. Laurence tried to keep a strong glare... that is until it broke...

Laurence sighed. "No.. I'm not."

"What's wrong?" Garroth took hold of Laurence's hand. He was gonna find out what was wrong. Whither Laurence liked it or not.

Laurence looked away from the Ro'meave, fear conflicted in his expression. He took a deep breath, his face darkening. "Travis came in and threw a potion at me-"

"He did what?!" Garroth yelled making Laurence flinch, covering his head.

"Jeez Gar, calm down." Laurence said weakly. His eyes teary, trying to remove his hands from his head but he couldn't. Two fury things touched the palms of his hands.

"What did he throw at you?!" Garroth growled softly.

"I think a neko potion. No I know a neko potion." Laurence flinched his gaze away from Garroth preparing himself for the freak out. It never came.

Instead, Garroth gently pulled Laurence's hands from his head revealing a pair of two fluffy brown cat ears. Laurence blushed hard watching Garroth.

Garroth stared at them for a minute, then at Laurence's face. A soft smile grew on his face. Laurence nervously took his hands from Garroth's grasp.

"I understand if I look like a freak-" Laurence squeaked as he felt Garroth kiss his lips. He sighed blissfully, kissing back feeling melted. It was warm and sweet, he felt calm.

Laurence's ears feel to the sides of his head instead back or forth, feeling limb from lust. He felt something from his back side sway slowly with peace. What he guessed, a cat tail.

Garroth licked at his bottom lip, asking for an entrance. Laurence gladly gave it to him, his arms laying around his boyfriend's shoulders.

Garroth held his arms around Laurence's waist, pulling him closer. So now Laurence was semi straddling the blonde. A soft, sweet purr grew lightly in Laurence's throat making Garroth smile more.

The now neko moaned feeling Garroth suck on his tongue. His mouth was now fully explored by his blonde adventurer. Their saliva combined as they pulled apart to breath.

Laurence's face was still blushed but was softer. Garroth's slightly pinkish red from lack of air. Both of their eyes half closed, their breaths mixing.

Laurence gently licked the trail of saliva from Garroth's lips. His soft purr a lovable song to Garroth's ears.

"Hey, Laurence.." Garroth slightly smirked.

"Yeah, Garroth?" Laurence answered a little breathless.

"You gotta tail." He stated, making the boy look behind him to find a brown tail that went with his ears.

"Heh yeah. I do." Laurence gave a small giggle. His eyes watching it lash around with visible happiness.

"Garr...." He interrupted himself by mewing like a little kitten. A blush covering his face as he felt Garroth kiss his neck.

"That was adorable." Garroth awed lightly. He noticed one of Laurence's ears twitch like he was embarrassed yet loving his actions. So he continued attacking the brunette boy's neck.

"Garroth~." Laurence gasped weakly. Melting at Garroth's touch, his tail lashing around.

Garroth stopped, snuggling his head against the crock of Laurence's neck. He kissed his collar bone, earning a soft mew from his lover's lips.

"I like you as a neko." Garroth confessed, smiling warmly at Laurence.

Laurence grew from shocked, to a warm soft look. Smiling back, his purr grew a little louder. Garroth closed his eyes letting it drift his body off.

(Sorry if it's poop.)