thebower | Peeping Tomcat

[He was very good at reading scents and body language- not so much with minds. But since her scent didn't diminish in that siren call that had him dipping down to nip gently at her lower lip, he didn't step away. If she wanted him to move, she'd tell him.]

If you get complaints from your neighbors, it's not my fault.

Oh, you'd better believe I'll blame you.

[ Said teasingly as she tugged his shirt upward. ]

And this needs to come off.

Does it? And what about yours?

[He let her skim his shirt upward, reaching up behind his head to pull it off overtop to drop on the floor. Lucas, like all felines, was very proud. But as he was one of the shifters that took care of himself so that it wasn't just good genes but good living that gave him his physique, he felt inclined to be allowed to preen once in a while.

He reached down to pluck at one of her buttons.]

Fair play...

[ Cassandra certainly wouldn't deny him a bit of preening. Damn, the man looked good.

She allowed herself to run her hands over his chest before doing anything about her shirt, leaning in to place a line of kisses along his collarbone.

She wasn't even close to having as athletic a body as him, but if that had been an issue she was assuming they wouldn't be in her bedroom right now. Not bothering with the buttons she simply pulled the shirt over her head, and to make things enfirely fair she let her bra join it on the floor only a moment after. ]

[The petting was welcomed, as was her open appreciation. If he had a tail, it'd be twining around her leg. But without it, he watched her remove her own shirt and bra, then let his own appreciation light his eyes. They may have also glinted a little gold for a moment as his other nature slid in to say hi. Mating was always something that brought his other side closer, and it was a blessing that she knew enough that he didn't have to think through every move. He'd still be careful, of course- she was fragile in her humanity. But she knew what he was and hadn't gone running.

He drew a line down her chest from the dip in her collar bone to her navel, hand coming back up to cup her breast.]

Oh, to bed with you, love. I find you've whetted my appetite.

[ She hooked a finger into one of his belt loops and tugged him along the last couple of steps to her bed.

She wasn't worried about his other self as she laid down on the soft sheets, welcoming all that he was into it with her. ]

Prove it.

[He'd try to let a little of that other side out- might not be able to help it if she pushed the right buttons, but he'd only let so much go. Still, the tug to the bed had him smiling, licking his lips as he looked down at the firm bulge warping the line of his jeans.

He reached out and hooked a finger in her leggings.]

Let's get rid of these. I want to see you naked. I haven't been so crass as to peep that much.

[ She certainly intended to find as many of his buttons as she could, because she wanted him to want her. ]

I didn't doubt that.

[ Even if they didn't know one another all that well yet, she felt certain that he was a good man.

She wriggled out of her leggings and underwear, the soft, rounded lines of her frame at last entirely exposed to him. ]

[Oh, no, Cassandra. He was a very wicked man. But he had his own moral code he adhered to. Nudity was quite fine by him. He was a shifter, after all. But he'd been among humans long enough to know that it was an issue for them. Particularly between genders. So he'd been careful because he preferred not to lie.

She slithered out of her clothes and he spent a moment just looking at her. She was... feminine. Smooth, curved, soft, and a very lovely shade of soft brown that he found himself touching. Sliding a hand up along the outside of her thigh, his golden gaze met hers.]

Worth the wait.

[ She wondered how long that wait had been. When had he decided that he wanted this?

She felt powerful under his stare, even as his touch turned her breath shallow and shivery, and she smiled . ]

You bet I am.

[He'd been interested from the moment he'd seen her, but that had been just the physical reaction of seeing an attractive woman. As he'd gotten to know her, it had only intrigued him more, and it had been why he'd changed his route of patrolling his territory to include passing by her house.

His hands moved to the outside of her thighs, and he had a very real desire to yank her in against him, but he was still half dressed. With a sigh, he patted her hip, then moved off the bed to toe off his boots, unzipping his fly- carefully.]

I hope you have nothing planned this evening.

[ Propping herself up on her elbows she watched him undress, pressing her thighs together to alleviate some of the ache that settled between them when her gaze lingered on that bulge in his jeans. ]

Nope, I'm all yours.

[She would quickly learn when he pulled his jeans down over his thighs that Lucas generally liked to go commando. All the better to get naked. There was that feral, male glint in his eyes as he shoved them down, kicking them off before he started to kneel back on the bed.]

Not yet you aren't. But I plan to fix that.

[ She bit her bottom lip at the sight of him, a kaleidoscope of fantasies flashing through her mind as she wondered just what "fixing that" might end up meaning. ]

Good.

[He dipped down as he crawled, head dropping down below his shoulders as he nosed up along her knee, tongue flicking out against the upper side of her thigh.]

I'm expecting it to be.

[He smiled as he gave the top of her thigh a gentle nibble, those yellow eyes never leaving her face.]

[ It sent the most delicious tingles all over her body when he did that, and needing to touch him she reached down to run her fingers through his hair again as her legs parted for him.

The cluster of curls there was already visibly damp, practically begging for his attention. ]

[Her anticipation was palpable, as was the taste of her arousal on the air as he licked up the inside of her thigh.]

Is there something in particular you'd like, mm?

[Even naked and aching, he couldn't quite leave off the teasing.]

[ The price one pays for getting in bed with a cat.

Cassandra let her head fall back on the mattress with a somewhat pained groan that turned into a laugh, and tugged at his hair in mild punishment. ]

I'd like you to use that mouth for something other than being smug.

I could sing.

[And because he was who he was, he added:]

For my supper...

[He grinned, leaning in to flick his tongue against her, humming as he did.]

[ Cassandra had no snarky response to offer, too thoroughly distracted by the feeling of his tongue to do anything other than whimper pleadingly: ]

Lucas...

Cassie...

[Her name was a purr as he pressed a kiss to the top of her pubis, nuzzling against the curls there before he let his tongue part her lips and taste her.]

[ A girl could get used to hearing her name spoken like that, Cassandra thought as she made a heroic effort to keep her hips still even though instinct was yelling insistently about more or less grinding against the handsome face between her thighs. ]

[His hands slid up along her legs, down under her thighs, then gripping her ass as he lifted her up so he could spear his tongue into the depths of her sex. He flicked inside her, then dragged up along her folds until he could seal his lips around her clit, suckling gently.]

[ He'd been entirely right in his assumptions; Cassandra wasn't the type to be quiet, and so he was rewarded with quite a few rather loud noises for his efforts.

Apart from what that sinful mouth of his was doing to her, she loved the way his hands felt. Strong, solid. You could fall apart in a grip like that, because it was a sure thing that you'd still be held together.

She completely lost track of time as he reduced her to a panting mess, clutching at the sheets and arching her back as her body started to rebel against any efforts to control it as the need to come grew almost painful. ]

God... Fuck...

[ Coherency was apparently not a thing anymore. ]

[Incoherency was good. It meant he was doing something right. He kept at her, tasting her, scenting the smell of her sex and her arousal, feeling the tremors in her body as she got closer to her peak.

He licked, sucked, nibbled gently, and added the friction of his rumbling purr against her body as he felt his own harden and ache as his own arousal was blazing through him.]

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