nysalogs | May Catchall

_{[In the end it all works out.

Her own bangs are only marginally in a better state than his are and she wasn't rocking an uneven cut to begin with. Her chest rises and falls erratically at first as Diva finds hersef trying to catch her breath. She can hear Atsushi's heartbeat thrumming wildly in his chest, a perfect percussive accompaniment to her own symphony of pants and beating heart.

The kiss he gives her is practically icing on the cake of what she sees as a decadent act, her whole body tingling as she slowly comes down from her high, eagerly melting into the contact of his lips against hers. If she could she'd stay in this moment forever.]}

[It really is perfect like this. He enjoys the kiss as he comes down off his own high, lungs burning and heart pounding as if he's run a marathon (or two). He should move - to lie down next to her, if nothing else - but he doesn't want to. He just wants to linger like this all day.

And then his stomach growls, because of course it does. He's a little confused as to what the sound is at first, but then he realizes, far too late. Awkward.]

... I guess I should make breakfast, huh?

_{[At least the sound gets a laugh out of her as she stares up at Atsushi, pink faced. As appealing as breakfast sounds right now she needs a few moments to reorient herself. Having Atsushi atop her is nice and warm, after all. She's pretty cozy like this. Uncurling her fingers from the sheets beneath her she reaches up to cup his cheek in her hand, smoothing the pad of her thumb against it.]}

Mm, you should...but five more minutes?

[She's so cute... Honestly, if she asked him to stay like this all day, he couldn't have brought himself to say no. That would have turned into quite a battle with his stomach.

But five minutes (or ten, or twenty), he can do. He smiles at the touch to his cheek, warm and full of adoration.]

All right.

But let's get a bit more comfortable.

[He should at least pull out of her - and lie down next to her so he doesn't have to hold himself up or crush her.

At least it makes for more, better snuggling!]

_{[After everything they've done, him pulling out of her is perhaps the most awkward part of it all. There's a dull sort of emptiness that follows, along with a vaguely uncomfortable chill that only further pushes her into Atsushi's arms when he finds himself laying down beside her instead of atop. Things are pretty sticky down below but so is the rest of her in different ways...she's not too worried about it. That's what showers are for.

Honestly she could lay here the entire morning but she's just as fat as Atsushi is when it comes to food...but there's nothing wrong with a little post coital cuddle, right?

Once they're face to face again Diva can't resist the urge to bump and rub their noses together, so she does just that. She's feeling highly affectionate now, still doped up on feel good sex feelings. Hell, this is probably the most chipper she's felt in awhile.]}

Thank you, Atsushi.

[Ohno... she's nuzzling! It makes his heart soar, even after everything that came before. He couldn't wipe the happy smile off his face if his life depended on it.]

It's me who should be thanking you.

[That was one hell of an experience.

In some distant part of his mind, Atsushi thinks he should consider asking people about the female body in relation to sex. As much as he'd enjoyed himself, he's pretty sure he could have done better for her, somehow.]

_{[She's not sure why he'd be the one to thank her. After all, she was the one who wanted this in the first place and he'd done most of the work. In her eyes he'd done a pretty good job too, although future Diva won't complain about Atsushi getting more protips when it comes to banging the fairer sex.]}

You gave me what I asked for so...you really don't have to thank me. I didn't do anything.

_{[At least that's how she sees it. Gingerly she reaches out toward Atsushi's face with a hand, only to trace the outline of his features with her fingers. She starts with the bridge of his nose, following it toward his brow and down his jawline. It's when her finger finds his lips that she's grinning again, more or less sticking it in his mouth to press against the tips of his fangs. She wasn't lying when she said she liked them.

Atsushi may be the one who's a cat, but the lazy smile she gives him in return is reminiscent of a feline who's indulged in a particularly large bowl of cream. Simply put, she's sated.]}

You're a tiger, right? Does that mean you've a tail too?

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You did plenty just by being here.

[Even if she hadn't moved a muscle, he would have been happy. That said, he rather prefers the way things went, with both of them awkwardly moving the best they knew how.

Maybe he should have thought to transform back, but she did like his fangs, and it doesn't exactly take much effort to maintain them - so there they are. It's a shame he always transforms back when he passes out: he would have been a cute sleeping kitty.]

I can grow one, yes! [He's barely said the words when there's a tail peeping out from behind him all of a sudden, as if it was there from the beginning.] It's not always very useful, so I guess I don't use it as much as my arms and such...

Uwa! You really do have one!

_{[The sudden sight of a black and white striped, fuzzy tail, suddenly rising out from Atsushi's back has Diva pulling back just enough to get a better look at it. Her eyes are practically sparkling as she stares, unable to resist the temptation to reach out and grab said tail. At least she doesn't pull too hard...sorry Atsushi, she's just excited.]}

It's so cute! I love it!

_{[She seems to love a lot of things currently right now, doesn't she...]}

[She just loves all his creature features. But he can't bring himself to mind.

He does flinch a little when she grabs his tail, because while it may not be the hardest grip, the unexpectedness combined with how it's practically a new body part for him - he's transformed it exactly once in battle, then a little bit when Daifuku was just learning to walk, and one or twice for Dylas; he's not exactly used to it! - makes it feel more intense than it is.]

P-Please be careful..!

Oh...sorry!

_{[It's not necessarily that Diva doesn't know her own strength, but she does admittedly get carried away, especially when she ends up excited by something. The tail is released as soon as he more or less yelps with surprise. She doesn't want to hurt him.

Scooting forward again she leans in to kiss him as an apology, the contact gentle and soft in comparison to what she'd just done.]}

[It's not like it really hurt hurt, but the shock of it was worse than anything else. That's always the case, isn't it? The prospect of (potential) pain is worse than the actual pain.

Regardless, the kiss is more than sufficient repayment, and he kisses back gently.]

... It's fine. Please don't worry about it.

[He's a little embarrassed now. He didn't mean to make her feel bad.]

The tail is just a little sensitive, that's all.

_{[Well...if he says not to worry about it, she won't. He seems okay, in any case, and just for good measure she plants another kiss on his lips.]}

I just got really excited because it's so cute...I couldn't help myself.

_{[It's kind of like that instinct people get where they want to crush adorable things. Diva definitely suffers from it.]}

[She probably invented that instinct, let's face it.

He smiles a little when she kisses him again. He definitely won't object to that.]

It's fine to touch it. Just be careful, okay?

_{[She probably did.]}

Okay. I'll be more gentle.

_{[And true to her word, when she reaches for it again her touch is far lighter, as she runs her fingers over soft, striped fur.]}

It's so nice...

[That's much better! The sensation makes shivers run up his spine before he relaxes, almost against his will. It's like his tail is his magical relax button.]

Mmm....

_{[Oh...looks like she found his weak spot.

Her deft fingers slide down the length of tail she has in hand, thumb carefully rubbing over the tip until she's repeating the action again. It's soft and the sensation of fur against her palm is delightful enough that she's leaning in to nuzzle him again, bumping her nose against his. He's unlike any other human she's encountered, the tiger part aside. He really is much more than he thinks he is in her opinion.

In any case, he's more than just a meal. And speaking of meals...]}

So what's for breakfast, Atsushi?

[He sighs happily. Ahhh, this is bliss... She feels so nice, and then her stroking his tail is -...

Oh. She is absolutely right, though: they need food! He forces himself to blink his eyes open.]

... I'll see what I can make.

[He's not nearly as good a chef as Dylas, but he gets by.]

Do you have eggs?

_{[Please say yes. Remember when she raided your fridge and ate raw eggs whole? Yeah...hopefully this will be a bit more gourmet.]}

An omelet would be nice.

[What is it with you and eggs, Diva?! Next you know, you'll be laying them.]

An omelet, it is~!

I won't be long.

[But before he goes, he leans in for a quick peck on her forehead, and a smile. Priorities.]

May Catchall

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