My Little Neko Boy

Chapter VIII

I was panting, gasping, sweating, and not at all having a good time. Luke had made love to me, and as soon as his hot load erupted, strange things happened. I was a kitten? I was part of a litter? I was being tortured in a prison? I was on a ship, very lonely?

I didn't understand it at all. I wanted it to stop. I didn't want any more horrific memories flashing into my mind. Luke's voice penetrated the cacophony of noises and images.

"Breathe, Aries. You're almost there."

I kept breathing, and soon, came back to myself. I was sweaty, naked, Luke had me in his arms, and I could feel his seed dripping out of my hole, and he was looking concerned.

"Feeling better? My love for you runs deep. I had no idea my memories would affect you that much."

Recalling what he had said earlier "So...you're feeling better? No bad memories?"

"No. Just happy ones with you. What just happened was a one time thing. Next time it'll be all pleasure and no pain." He smiled, his beautiful blue eyes shining.

"Yeah...okay", I said, trying to get my heartbeat back into the double digits. "Let's...let's hold off on that. That was worse than anything I can recall."

Luke snuggled next to me, his chest against my side, again making that beautiful purring sound deep in his chest somewhere. He was a happy Neko. I was a happy man. He had made sure that I finished before he did. I now knew why. The sheets were tangled and damp with my sweat. His tail flicked back and forth before wrapping itself around my waist. We slept.

Drowsily, I opened my eyes some time later. Luke was still by my side. I could feel his heart beating and his chest moving as he breathed, slow and steady. My chin was nestled on top of his head, his cat ears almost tickling my chin. Sensing my change to wakefulness somehow, he opened his eyes and looked at my. Somehow, his blue eyes seemed even more beautiful if it was possible. He leaned in a bit and kissed me. It was certainly the best kiss I'd ever had. I could feel his passion and love for me. From his expression, I knew he was feeling the same thing.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me.

"Like the luckiest guy in the world." I ran my fingers down his spine, his back arching while he shivered in pleasure. 

Soon, we got up. Heading to the shower, we washed ourselves clean together. Since I was naked and with the Neko I loved so much, I couldn't help but get hard again. We made love under the hot pouring water. When we ran out of hot water, we toweled ourselves dry. After dressing, we worked together and removed the soiled bedsheets and put them in the washing machine.

His stomach rumbled with hunger, and mine responded. Working together, we had dinner made. Some of the shows I was letting him watch were cooking shows and he had a knack for it. We were trying different recipes and he really enjoyed making beef Wellington from Gordon Ramsay's cookbook.

Time marched onward. We decided that a loose fitting beanie and a surgical mask would hide his ears and whiskers respectively. When he wore pants, his tail went down the side of his leg. Wearing shorts was different matter. He eventually settled on wrapping it around his waist. He also settled on a different name. He went with Domino. It rolled off our tongues well, and that's what I took to calling him.

Finally, it was time for Domino and I to take our trip. Our bags were packed, and a hired SUV took us to the private airfield. It dropped us right off at the airplane door. We got out, carrying our suitcases. The pilots greeted us and carried our luggage on board. After strapping ourselves in for take-off, we were given a short safety briefing from the flight attendant. The trip would take four hours.

Domino held my hand tightly as we ascended and then relaxed his grip as we leveled off. I knew he was thinking of his mad dash to the rocket when he escaped from his planet.  However, like all the other "miraculous" things I'd shown him, this event enchanted him totally. For a solid hour, he kept his face pressed against the window, looking at the earth go by far below. He watched the clouds drifting, and changing, and rippling as they were separated by our plane. I got up to use the restroom, and he never registered that I was gone. A fruit plate sat ignored by him until we were into the second hour.

"If you want anything, the flight attendant can make you something," I said, munching on some grapes.

After looking at the menu, Domino ordered. I poured him some soda while he waited. Though there was alcohol on board, I didn't drink it. I hadn't ever developed a taste for alcohol, nor did I smoke. It went back to when I was in grade school. A classmate had a surgeon for a father, and the father brought in some lungs and livers of people who had been killed because of heavy smoking or alcohol consumption. I had nightmares for a week. What made it worse is that I couldn't check my own lungs or liver to make sure they were fine.

A black Tahoe met us when we landed, and whisked us to our hotel. Making sure his beanie and surgical mask were in place, we went to the front desk. I handed over my black American Express card which was wrapped in a crisp $100 bill. Without a word, as if this was common between us, the clerk deftly slid it in her pocket, and said "I see you've traveled a long way. I'll upgrade you to a corner suite at no cost to you!"  She burned our key cards, and handed them to the bellhop who appeared after she trilled out "Front!"

The bellhop took our bags, and led us to our room on the 40th floor. He opened the door, set our bags inside. I pressed a $20 into his hand, and was rewarded with "As a sign of thanks, I'll ensure you're signed up for late check out so you can sleep in on your last day if you wish."

Money works wonders in luxury hotels. If I'd rented the suite and asked for late checkout when I made the reservation, I would have paid more. It's just a matter of greasing the right palms for this. Don't tip the doorman for this. He doesn't know room availability. Who burns your keys?  The desk clerk.

Domino and I explored our spacious suite. The bathroom was quite elegant. There was a huge shower, and a whirlpool tub big enough for two people. The curtains operated on remote control, and there were big plasma screen TVs in each room. Certainly worth the extra $100.

When Domino and I were in the bathroom, I picked him up and set him on the counter. I kissed him, taking off his beanie and mask. I gently fingered the edges of his ears while he moaned then purred into my mouth. We'd come a long ways that day, but that didn't mean I didn't want to enjoy some naked time with my beautiful Neko, Domino first.

Author's Note: Wow!  Another update and you didn't have to wait months!  What luck! I hope you are all happy, healthy, and well. Oh, and I also hope you enjoyed the chapter, too. Feel free to message me anytime, I'm always happy to respond to messages.