"Oh, I think that can be arranged." Carrying real, physical items around - unlike the clothes and jewelry that are part of his transformation magic - is a little tricky for someone who spends a good part of his time as a cat. But today they're lucky, because he does have a little tube of lube tucked away in one of his pockets. "Against this door, against the wall, bent over one of the chairs... I'm sure we can get even more creative, if we really try."
His hands find Norton's waistband, and he feels his way along until he finds a zipper, buckle, button. Whatever will get him a way in.
Norton reaches down to help get his trousers open faster, although how much he helps and how much he just gets in the way is debatable. But between them, belt is undone and trousers unzipped and Norton is eagerly pushing trousers and underpants down below his hips.
"Oh goody, give me that many options and I'm going to have a hard time choosing." He slides his hand over the front of the Cat King's trousers then, letting himself have a feel before he moves to unfasten the button.
"Who says we have to choose?" He's a hedonist at heart, and a creature of deep and powerful desires. He doubts this will be the last time their paths cross, if Norton is so hungry for it after a single kiss. "It would be sweet, spending all night learning what drives you wild."
The word ends in a husky growl as Norton's hand slides over his cock, already straining against the fabric of his pants. What a day to forego the kilt. But nothing he wears is very fiddly, so it's not long before he, too is free. He palms the lube from his pocket before tossing his pants aside, then steps close to the other man, sliding a demanding hand between his thighs. "Something tells me I don't need to be too gentle with you," he purrs.
"I dare you to wear me out. Not an easy task, I assure you."
He spreads his legs for the Cat King to reach in, although he also wants to turn around and offer his arse properly, which is hard to do with a man's (cat's? cat-man's?) hand between his thighs.
"Gentle is for squares."
And with that declared, he decides he really does want to press his arse against the Cat King's cock right now and grabs his wrist so he can move his hand enough for him to turn.
"Oh, I like a challenge," he purrs, giving Norton's balls an eager squeeze. Not enough to be painful, but not entirely gentle, either.
But he can tell what he wants easily enough, and lets go when his wrist is grabbed, giving him space to turn around before he moves back in, pressing his chest against the other man's back. "Well then," he murmurs, squirting some lube out onto his fingers. "We'll start against the door."
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Date: 2025-01-15 02:30 pm (UTC)"Oh, I think that can be arranged." Carrying real, physical items around - unlike the clothes and jewelry that are part of his transformation magic - is a little tricky for someone who spends a good part of his time as a cat. But today they're lucky, because he does have a little tube of lube tucked away in one of his pockets. "Against this door, against the wall, bent over one of the chairs... I'm sure we can get even more creative, if we really try."
His hands find Norton's waistband, and he feels his way along until he finds a zipper, buckle, button. Whatever will get him a way in.
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Date: 2025-01-18 10:26 pm (UTC)"Oh goody, give me that many options and I'm going to have a hard time choosing." He slides his hand over the front of the Cat King's trousers then, letting himself have a feel before he moves to unfasten the button.
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Date: 2025-01-20 03:11 pm (UTC)The word ends in a husky growl as Norton's hand slides over his cock, already straining against the fabric of his pants. What a day to forego the kilt. But nothing he wears is very fiddly, so it's not long before he, too is free. He palms the lube from his pocket before tossing his pants aside, then steps close to the other man, sliding a demanding hand between his thighs. "Something tells me I don't need to be too gentle with you," he purrs.
apologies for lateness! these last few weeks have been...a thing...
Date: 2025-02-07 08:36 pm (UTC)He spreads his legs for the Cat King to reach in, although he also wants to turn around and offer his arse properly, which is hard to do with a man's (cat's? cat-man's?) hand between his thighs.
"Gentle is for squares."
And with that declared, he decides he really does want to press his arse against the Cat King's cock right now and grabs his wrist so he can move his hand enough for him to turn.
Don't worry! Life happens <3
Date: 2025-02-09 07:21 pm (UTC)But he can tell what he wants easily enough, and lets go when his wrist is grabbed, giving him space to turn around before he moves back in, pressing his chest against the other man's back. "Well then," he murmurs, squirting some lube out onto his fingers. "We'll start against the door."