You stick your hand into the hat, pulling out a small piercing.
"Oh, that's mine," the-cat eared teenager said with a cynical grin, "Boris" was his name.
You smiled and handed him his piercing back, which he clipped back onto his ear. Although Boris had an ... odd style, you liked him. He was a nice guy, not to mention clever as well.
You followed after him as he headed toward a closet and held the door open for you. You smiled faintly and thanked him, taking a seat at one of the corners. Boris walked in, closing the door behind him, making the closet dark.
"Remember, you have 7 minutes," you hear the Queen say outside.
"I know that," Boris said, his tail swishing back and forth in faint annoyance. You giggled quietly, thinking he looked cute. "What's so funny," he asked, his ears twitching in curiosity.
"You really are like a cat," you giggled. "Same traits and all."
He grinned. "Of course, I am a cat, if you haven't noticed."
You laughed softly, amused. The cat-boy slowly crawled over to you, his tail waving back and forth, your eyes following its movement.
He chuckled, noticing. "Are you really so intrigued with my tail?"
You blinked and smiled shyly. "Sorry, seeing someone with a cat tail and ears isn't common in my world...."
He smiled and pressed a side of his face against your chest, making you blush faintly at the sudden move. He was silent for a while, but a small purr rose from him a moment later as he listened to your beating heart.
"And knowing someone with a beat instead of a 'tick-tock' is not common in this world," he murmured.
You felt your cheeks warm up faintly and a small smile spread on your face. You began to pet his head like how you would normally pet a cat, his purring becoming louder, making you smile more.
"I like you, (y/n). Somehow, when I'm with you, I feel like I really have a heart and not a clock impersonating one inside of me," he murmured.
You smiled and kissed his head, making one of his ears twitch.
"I like you too, although you have a weird sense of style," you teased.
Boris pulled away abruptly and gazed at you with those golden cat-like eyes. "You think I have a weird style?"
You laughed softly and hugged him, pressing your head against his chest and hearing his ticking clock. "Don't worry, it makes you different and look cute too."
Boris flushed faintly, not used to this kind of comment.
The door was opened, revealing a smiling Vivaldi. "Time's up you two," she said.
Boris helped you up and led you out, holding your hand. You both took your seats and watched the game continue.
"Hey, want to come to my home after," he asked with a mischievous grin.
You felt your cheeks warm up. "T-To do what," you stammered.
"You'll see," he chuckled, making you worry what was going happen.
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You two were on your way to his home -which was the amusement park- after the game ended. Boris led you to his room, making your heart beat wildly in your chest and getting butterflies in your stomach. You felt nervous, wondering what his intention was. When you stepped into his room, you looked around with wide eyes. His room was full of machinery, particularly guns, as well as some cat stuff.
"I wanted to show you my collection," he grinned happily.
Though you weren't much interested in these kind of things, Boris managed to keep your interest as he explained some things about them, as well as showing his favorite one. You plopped on his bed with a sigh, feeling slightly tired.
"What's wrong? Am I boring you," he asked, looking a bit worried.
You shook your head. "No, it's not that." You stretched. "I'm just a little tired."
"Oh," he replied, setting the gun down in its case before he made his way over to you.
You looked up at him, feeling drowsy. Suddenly, you felt lips being pressed against yours, making you blink in surprise. They were quickly pulled away.
"W-what was that for," you stammered, blushing.
He grinned. "A goodnight kiss. Is that not common in your world?"
"Not on the lips, it's not," you murmured shyly.
He chuckled. "Same here, but since I like you, I decided it was okay to kiss your lips. It is okay, right?"
You avoided his gaze, feeling embarrassed, yet silently agreeing that is was fine.
"(y/n)?"
You looked up at him and gently tugged on the chain connected to his collar, pulling him to you and kissing him softly. You quickly pulled your lips away, your cheeks hot with embarrassment. "There, that's your goodnight kiss."
The cat blinked at you in surprise for a moment before pouting faintly, his ears flattening in disappointment. "That doesn't count, I wasn't ready..."
"Nor was I," you retorted.
"If I didn't catch you off guard, you would've pushed me away," he said, his ears still flattened.
"I-I wouldn't have," you said in defense, somewhat surprised at your response.
He didn't look convinced, but said nothing.
You bit your bottom lip faintly and pressed your lips against his once again. This time, you received some feedback from him, a purr rising from him, as well as a little tongue. You moaned faintly, letting your hands slither to his neck and playing with his fuchsia hair. His purring grew louder as he slowly began to pull his lips away. You let him and looked up at him, his golden eyes looking down at you slyly.
"Much better," he grinned, his tail swishing back and forth mischievously.
You grinned back, faintly happy at his praise.
"I want something more, though," he said with a grin, taking a seat on his bed.
You crawled over and took a seat on his lap, blinking up at him innocently, yet you had a grin on your face.
His ears perked in curiosity.
Your hands slowly slipped under his vest and traveled up his chest. Boris shivered under your touch and let out a small meow of pleasure.
You chuckled to yourself, thinking he sounded cute. You gently removed his vest, looking up at him.
He grinned down at you and slowly began removing your clothes as well, leaving you bare. You caught eye of his striped boa and covered your precious parts with it, grinning faintly. He chuckled and loomed above you, his tail swaying around. He bent down and kissed your neck softly and nibbled faintly, making you moan softly. He kept nibbling, making his way down, down, down....
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7 Minutes in Heaven with the Heart No Kuni No Alice Boys
RandomYou and some citizens of the Country of Hearts play 7 minutes in Heaven at the Queen's castle.