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No More Waiting (OswaldXFiona)

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This was requested by OzixLoverm8 on May 11 2020

Oswald X Genderbent Felix (Fiona)

"Hey Kitten." Oswald pushed open the door to the study room and peeked in. His eyes fell on the female cat across the room. His girlfriend was standing on the other side next to her desk writing.

Fiona was busily writing down an idea that came to her mind out of nowhere. She didn't even have time to sit back down and get comfortable. She was half leaning over the desk writing away on a notebook paper. She was using an old pencil that's graphite was light and messy. She didn't mind as long as the idea got on paper. She'd make it better in the morning.

"Kitten." Oswald stepped inside the room and shut the door. His ears were perked up as he watched the cat. Fiona had told him she'd only be writing for a few, but now it was after midnight. The cat had been in here for four hours.

"Shhhh." Fiona hushed her lover and kept writing. She couldn't lose this idea! Her ears bent down, and her tail lashed behind her quickly. Her head was focused on writing and not on the rabbit in the room.

Oswald's ears fell down against his back and he glared at the cat across the room. "No." He stated and made his way across the room. He wasn't going to be quiet. He wanted attention, and he wanted it now.

Fiona ignored him and kept on writing. She could easily block him out for the moment. She had learned how to because of how much he bothers her when she was working. She loved it, don't get it wrong, but she was a busy gal sometimes.

Oswald came up behind Fiona and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned over her, so that he could see what she was writing. He didn't bother to read it though. He'd read it when it was done. He did read all her books after all. "I said no." He hummed into her ear.

"One moment honey bunny." Fiona tried to get him to wait just a few more seconds. She was almost done summing up her ideas. She just had a few more sentences to put down. If she stopped now she might lose the ending of the idea. That'd be a horrible waste of four hours.

"I don't want to wait." Oswald tightened his grip on her hips, and he pulled her back into him a little. "I've been waiting since eight thirty." He buried his face in her neck. "I'm not waiting any longer." He said sternly.

"Yes you are." Fiona challenged as she continued to ignore him to the best of her ability. She knew he was a needy one, but this was an extreme case. Usually he was pretty respectful of her work.

"Nope." Oswald mumbled into her neck. His right hand slipped down from her hip and to her thigh. It traced over the inner part of the thigh for a moment before finding it's way up between her legs. His fingers brushed lightly over her most sensitive part.

Fiona's tail straightened, and her ears perked up in attention. "Ozzy." She hissed through clenched teeth. He was going to play this game. "Be patient honey." She tried to focus back on her writing, but it was hard when her lower section was all tingley.

"I've been patient." Oswald countered before rubbing his fingers around her crotch again. He traced small circles against the fabric of her pants.

Fiona's head became fuzzy, and she found herself starting to give in. Her hand tightened around the pencil as she haulted in thought. The tip pressed against the paper roughly and snapped with a loud crack. The point went rolling off the book and onto the floor. "Damn it." She huffed quietly.