Part 4


Jc lay curled in his favourite chair , set under the big picture window of his living room, overlooking the vast hills of Los Angeles below him. Usually this sight brought him great pleasure and inspiration. But today he was feeling glum. He played with his most beloved squeaky toy somewhat half -heartedly as he thought over the events of the last few weeks.

This...this thing between Justin and himself, well it was a little strange. Not that it should be any shock, that he himself was involved in something strange. Oh no. He almost prided himself on the fact that if there were odd things happening underfoot, he most certaintly was a part of it.

But this..this was getting to him. Not the fact that he..a grown man, quite enjoyed dressing as a Kitten and playing all his Kitten games. More like....the fact that he didn't know where it was leading. He knew himself and that he was definitely a one human kind of Kitten. As far as Justin though...he couldn't get a grasp on him at all. He knew that Justin enjoyed the frolicking they shared. Alot. But did he want it to mean more? Jc just didn't know and that was what had him so blue today.

Jc stood and left the sanctuary of his perch and walked to the kitchen, his tail dragging behind him, whispering along the cool marble floors of his home. Feeling the need for some kind of comfort..anything to stop the melancholy in his brain, he pulled a container of cream from the refridgerator, and drank straight from the carton, uncaring as drops adorned his whiskers and slid down his throat, wetting his collar.

He jumped and nearly spilled his milk, as a voice behind him asked, "Pretty early to be hitting the hard stuff isn't it?" He turned in amazement as Justin stood there quietly, just looking at him. " Something bothering you Kitty?"

Jc just shrugged one shoulder and looked down at his feet, unable to find the words he needed. Justin crossed the floor to where Jc stood and placed one elegant finger underneath Jc's chin, forcing him to look him in the eye. "Are you upset because I couldn't spend alot of time with you last week in England?" A shake of the head was all the answer he received. "Are you upset because I flew out here, without asking first if it was okay?" Another shake, this one a little firmer. He looked deep into the lovely eyes before him, seeking answers. " Well...are you upset because you don't know how all this is going to play out?" A blush surfaced on Jc's chisled cheeks, showing the truth of his last question.

Justin just smiled and took one of Jc's small paws in his much larger hand and led him to the living room. He indicated for Jc to sit on the couch and gave JC time to circle a bit and kneed the pillows till he found a comfortable position and then he sat himself.

Justin cleared his throat and began a little nervously. " See the thing is...well...despite what everyone thinks, I am bad at words. I can talk a load of bullshit to any interviewer on the planet, but when it comes to someone who means something to me, well..I..I freeze up."

Jc's mouth pushed forward in a little O of surprise. Despite knowing Justin for, what was going on a decade, this was a revelation to him. He always seemed so self assured and smooth.

Justin continued, " So yeah. I never know what to say, and when I try, it all gets messed up and I end up sounding like some kid that rides the short bus. I just usually try to get my point across by my actions instead of my words."

Jc couldn't help leaning forward a bit in anticipation. He knew all this was leading somewhere. Hopefully somewhere good. Hopefully somewhere good with milk, he thought as a last minute addition, Justin had interupted his cherished snack time after all.

Justin, who by now had gone bright red and was seemingly enthralled by the threads on Jc's couch, plucked nervously and said" So, I know that since we began all this, I uh, have kind of been, well, the owner. In charge. Kind of. And um, well I thought that maybe you might like a chance to, uh, you know, be like that. Uh yeah. "

Jc's nose started to twitch becomingly as he watched Justin lean down and root through a bag he had tossed there when he first came in. He knew this would be good, but never in a million years would he of anticipated what Justin pulled from his stash.

It was a pair of ears. Mouse ears. Mouse ears from the Mickey Mouse Club. With Justin's name stiched in the back in cursive writing.

Fiddling with the ears, Justin said " Well see, I had wanted to get a whole set up, like yours. You know. But mouse wear. But Uh you know, the press, and then trying to get that shit through customs and well, this is the best i could come up with."

Jc was torn between laughing hysterically at the sight of "The Justin Timberlake" holding a rather battered pair of Mickey Mouse ears, and thinking it was just about the sweetest gesture ever. When he saw the hope lurking in Justin's baby blues, the sweetness won out.

Making a small mewl of approval, he cocked his head, indicating Justin should put them on. With another red flush gracing his skin, Justin obeyed and looked JC in the eye.

Sitting there with a rosy hue to his skin, mouth swollen from where his teeth had torn into it in nervousness, and with a small pair of mouse ears sitting prettily on his head, Justin looked absolutely edible. Downright finger licking good. Jc wanted to gobble him up right then and there.

With a deep rumble in his chest, letting Justin know that, yeah he was the baddest tom cat in town, Jc pounced. Fusing his mouth against Justin's he fed off him. Sucking and licking and biting for all he was worth. And Justin took it. And took it well. He let himself go lax and pliant, enjoying the dominant alpha male befor him.

Feeling a hunger rise in him, as if he hadn't fed in weeks, Jc let his teeth scrape down Justin's neck, nipping at the tender flesh there. His mouth found Justin's pulse point in the hollow of his neck and sucked greedily, marking his territory.

Justin lay still as a church mouse, only small pips and squeaks betraying him. His arms and legs were flung out haphazardly as Jc devoured him.

Jc's sharp claws made short work of Justin's shirt, tearing the buttons free, exposing the smooth chest beneath. Extending his tongue, he lapped at Justin's firm pecs, long and wet, swirling over the pale pink nubs of his nipples.

Feeling that rough tongue move over the sensitive buds, Justin threw his head back and tittered in pleasure. He had never felt more vulnerable in his life. And he loved every minute of it.

Jc was lost in a hail of sensation. A litany raced through his head of " Now, more,now, Must have more!" His hands shook, as he slid down Justin's pants, never more thankful than now of his habit of going commando. He pulled his pants over his hips, and knees, using his graceful feline moments to kick them free.

A deep purr of pleasure....of awe...of possession filled his chest as he looked at Justin. Always beautiful when nude, the new submission of his pose made him sublime.

Justin responded instictively to that sound, recognising it's content. He spread his legs widely and chattered with need and desire.

Jc pressed one quick kiss to those angelic lips and rushed into the kitchen, grabbing what he needed off the counter quickly and returning.

Sliding back in on top on Justin, he poured a dollop of fresh cream into his hand before gently rubbing it against Justin's tight opening. Justin sighed as the milky substance, lubed the way and Jc was able to push one slender finger inside.

Feeling no resistance, he poured more cream over his hand and worked it into Justin's ass, sliding and opening, feeling Justin stretching hungrily for him.

Being a bossy little mouse that he was, Justin pressed forward demanding more. Jc took both of Justin's hands in his and raised them over his head, letting him know exactly WHO was King of the Jungle. Splashing a generous drizzle of cream over his cock, he lined it up against Justin's puckered skin and moved inside.

Meows met squeaks as two bodies joined. The air sounded like the backround noise of Animal Planet as they both pushed and pulled and tightened. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, blue eyes locked as intense waves crashed over them. Justin was the first to fall, eyes slamming shut as thick shots of Jism projected from his body. Jc followed quick after, emptying his seed deep into the confines of Justin's ass.

Both lay sticky and satisfied, just feeling the beats of each others hearts. No words were necessary. All the questions had been answered and tonight in this little corner of the universe, mouse and cat slept as friends not foes.



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