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Morgana sat on the desk, his eyes glued to the computer screen. It took every bit of his strength to not lash out in anger. Futaba's gentle, slow strokes did little to calm his temper. Her eyes were similarly glued to the screen. But she wasn't angry. She was confused, disappointed...horny.
Lets back it up a bit.
13 minutes earlier.
As the evening settled into the night, Futaba was well into her usual routine. Lights off and nothing but gaming on her mind. Sojiro had closed up shop early and promptly fell asleep on the couch within minutes. He had previously texted her about being exhausted and so tonight she knew he was in a particularly deep sleep. For all intents and purposes, Futaba had the house to herself. For Futaba, the night had just began. She was well prepared to game her heart out and not stop till the sun came back out. No Sojiro to scold her for being up so late. Nothing could change her plans now.
Well, maybe not nothing could change. Little did she know her night was going to get far more wild than knocking back soda and doing some grinding...
As her gaming continued, a lone shadow strutted across the street. Morgana made sure to stick to the walls, his natural shade masking him from any potential citizens. Nothing was getting in his way. He was on a mission.
"Kicking me out! The nerve!" He mumbled to himself. If you could peak under his dark fur he'd probably be bright red. He groaned to himself his whole journey from Leblanc to the Sakura household. As he approached the front door, he couldn't help but smirk. Sojiro had been too tired to shut the door fully. He slipped through the crack and marched up the stairs.
"These guys are weaklings" Futaba scoffed to herself before taking a sip of soda. A scratch at her door. She pretended to ignore it and resumed her mindless clicking, slaying mobs upon mobs with ease. More scratches. The sound was grating.
"What!?" She finally burst.
"Let me in!" Morganas shrill voice whined from the other side of the door.
She groaned.
"What do you want Mona?" She grumbled as she opened the door, looking down at the cat sitting pompously.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" He flashed her a pleading pair of eyes.
"Omg what are you, a baby??" she couldn't help but laugh.
"I'll take that as a yes!" He entered her room with his head held high. She pressed her head against the door as she shut it behind him, making sure to sigh as loud as she could. Her dreams of a long peaceful night were crumbling.
He waited by her chair, wasting no time to climb into her lap and curl up as she plopped back down. Besides the clicking of her mouse the room was mostly silent for a couple minutes. Futaba knew something was up, she fought back the urge to ask. She could feel her plans slowly slipping away.
"Oh fine! What's on your mind Mona" She rolled her eyes.
"Finally you asked! Joker kicked me out!"
"Oh yeah, why would he do such a thing?" She responded haphazardly, her focus still on her game.
"He said he was inviting over Lady Ann for the night and that I should go for a walk or something. Can you believe it!?" He complained.
Futaba's heart skipped a beat. "I-inviting her o-over? For the n-night!?" Her mouth struggled to catch up with the thoughts racing through her brain.
"For the night!" He repeated.
Now Futaba was the silent one. She realized she had lost focus on her game when her character let out a dramatic death rattle. The screen flashed red and turned her room crimson. The words "YOU'RE DEAD" taunted her.
"All my progress!" Futaba slumped over her desk in defeat, her head on her keyboard. Truthfully, that wasn't really what was bothering her.
Suddenly! She perked up.
"Mona! I have an idea!" She quickly closed out of the game and went searching on her computer. He was too startled to ask and she was too excited to elaborate. He tried to peak through her arms and her hunched over head to see what she was doing, but to no avail. "Where did I put it?" She scoured furiously. "Aha!" She giggled to herself, opening the app she was looking for. "Guess what Mona cat" She grinned, leaning back in her chair to look down at him.
"Wh-what?" He had still not recovered from her jolt of energy.
Her grin grew wider. "I installed a hidden camera in Jokers room! mwehehehe!" She mischievously rubbed her hands together.
Suddenly! He perked up.
"You what!" He leaped out of her lap and onto her desk to get a good look at the screen.
"Just one click and we're in!" Her grin grew somehow even wider once more as she tapped her mouse and opened up the live feed.
Her excitement had gotten the better of her. Neither of the two were prepared for what they were about to see. How could they be?
We're caught up now.
"Lady Ann..." Morgana stared. His heart was shattering into pieces.
"Joker..." Futaba's adrenaline surge had began to wear off and now her heart was sinking.
There was no mistaking what either of them were seeing. The hidden camera was something cheap Futaba had found online, so it was in low quality and only in black and white. It was hung somewhere in the rafters, closer to the stairs than to the bed. But there was no mistaking it. On the bed was Ren and Ann. And they were going at it.
Ann was on all fours, her hair pulled back from Ren as he thrusted into her from behind. Despite being a little pixel-y, both Morgana and Futaba's eyes watched Ren's cock slip in and out of Ann. As far as they could tell, he wasn't wearing a condom either. The crappy camera surprisingly was capable of picking up some audio.
"Fuck yes" Ann moaned. "Fuck me harder Ren! fucckkk~"
The sounds of the girl he loved screaming another mans name in pleasure was nearly enough to send Morgana in shock. And it was more than enough to push him to the verge of tears. "Lady Ann..." He repeated, as if every other word has been sucked out from him along with his soul.
Futaba's arm had a mind of its own, slowly rubbing up and down Morganas back. It was the only part of her that could move. Trying to process what she was seeing had short circuited her brain, leaving her a temporary vegetable only capable of caressing his fur.
Ren picked up the pace. He slammed his cock harder and harder into Ann and she pleaded for him to fuck her faster.
Morgana curled his ears back. This was terrible. Every thrust into Lady Ann he watched felt like a punch in the stomach. But then.. why did he start to feel warm down there? Watching something he only ever dreamed of happening... No. NO! That can't be it. It was just the way Futaba was petting him. That was it. It had to be. He couldn't help begin to purr.
Feeling his purring was enough to reboot Futaba's programming and pump her brain back into gear. His fur was so soft... and Ann's moans were so hot. Ugh! That should be me instead of Ann, she thought. But she wouldn't dare look away. The way Joker fucked her.... Futaba let her free hand slowly glide down to her shorts. She wasn't wearing any underwear, she was supposed to be alone in her room after all. A slight moan pierced her lips as she felt a wet spot. She froze and looked at Morgana. He was too focused on her monitor. She continued to stroke his back. She slowly rubbed herself through her shorts. She felt her clit starting to throb.
"Ohhh yes Ren fuck my brains out!" Ann's moaning refused to cease. She lowered her head and let her arms relax, allowing Ren's cock to fuck her even deeper.
"Hnghh I wish that was me" Futaba couldn't help herself. As soon as she let it slip she tensed up, recoiling both her hands and covering her mouth. Morgana was pulled out of his trance and turned to her, looking at her with a mixture of shock and disgust.
"W-what are you doing!" He shrieked. Her eyes drifted back to the tv screen. "Stop it!" He hissed. She lurched forward and scrambled to turn off the monitor before turning to him. Squeezing her legs tight so he couldn't see the mess she was beginning to make.
"What am I doing? You're the one purring!" She said in a harsh whisper. Even if he was deep asleep, waking up Sojiro right now would be a death sentence for her dignity.
"W-Well I can't help it!" Trying to form a good excuse in his brain was failing miserably.
"And neither can I!" she proclaimed as quietly as one could.
"Why is there a camera in his room anyways! What kind of weirdo are you?"
"Excuse me! I hooked those up before he moved in so I could keep an eye on the place! I only put it on to try to cheer you up and show you there was nothing to worry about. I didn't expect him to be b-balls deep in her!"
"Don't say that!" He cried, closing his eyes and trying to cover his ears with his paws.
"And hey I'm not a weirdo! You're the one turned on watching your oh so precious Lady Ann!"
"I am not!" He growled
"Oh yeah then prove it!" She challenged. His eyes went wide. He turned his back to her and looked down. Oh... This is bad. He didn't move. Before he could think of an exit strategy, he felt Futaba pick him up from behind and lift him in the air, turning him around. This was it. His days of being a gentleman thief were over. His junk was directly in Futaba's line of sight.
"Holy crap Mona!" She was taken aback. "Your dick is huge!"
"Don't look at it!" He shouted and tried to wriggle from her grasp.
"I've never seen it out before. Can't believe all that was hiding under your fur! Woah..." her voice trailed off.
"Stop looking! and put me down!" He cried out in embarrassment.
Futaba finally sat him back down on the desk. "You're more like a lion than your average housecat!" Her face was white with shock.
"Yeah and how would you know?" He snapped.
"That's none of your business! Its a compliment!" She folded her arms. An awkward silence filled the room.
So... What Now?
Now that his attention was drawn to them, even if he was no longer hard Morgana could feel his balls hurt. He usually sneaks off at night while Ren is asleep when he needs to go take care of business. And tonight he didn't get the chance...
Futaba's body was cooling down, but she couldn't ignore the feeling of how wet she was underneath her shorts.
Neither of them wanted to break the silence.
"Should w-" Both of them started and stopped at the same time.
"Do you wa-" Again.
"Urgh!" Futaba shouted in frustration and reached for the monitor, turning it back on. After a second to boot up the video feed reappeared.
"They're still going???" They were flabbergasted.
Now Ann was on top of Ren. They had slowed things down a bit. She was slowly bouncing up and down on his cock, her moans were light but full of passion. He stared up at her. Their eye contact remained as he had one hand guiding her hip, the other fondling a breast.
Futaba instinctively slid a hand under her shirt, under her training bra. Her tits may of not been very large but her nipples were very sensitive. She didn't try to hide her moans this time. Her other hand was starting to find its way back to her shorts.
"I love you Ren" Ann said softly.
Morgana's heart struggled to gain its footing. He still didn't know how he should feel. But maybe just knowing she was happy and having a good time... maybe that's enough for now. He smiled. Futaba's moans drew his attention away from the screen. He never really noticed before - he did his best to always remain loyal to Lady Ann - but Futaba was kinda cute.
His purring started up again. His cock was beginning to push out and harden.
Futaba's mouth was left agape as she watched it grow. "Morgana for a cat your size... holy shit"
At this point, Ren and Ann were just background noise. The twos eyes were locked together.
"My balls are sooo full Futaba..." He purred
"W-would you like some help with that?" She asked quietly. He used those pleading eyes again. Her hand left her shirt and slowly, hesitantly reached towards him. He shifted closer to the edge of the desk. Her tiny hands were a perfect size for his cock. She gripped it lightly, and slowly began to jerk him off. His purring grew wild. His front claws pushed out and grabbed onto the edge of the desk. Putting her other hand under her shorts and feeling how wet her pussy was only made stroking his cock even hotter. Her mouth was still wide open.
"Futaba~" He meowed.
"Morgana~" She moaned. She slipped a finger inside herself. What would he feel like....
"Futaba i need to-" Before he finished he burst into action, jumping on her. He climbed on top of her, his hind legs standing on her flat chest. He grabbed onto her head with his paws and inserted his cock right into her open mouth.
She didn't fight it. This isn't quite what I had in mind, she thought to herself. But she accepted his impulse with glee. Her tongue got to work, licking his little cat cock up and down. Morganas claws dug into her scalp but she kept going. She covered his dick in her saliva while continuing to finger herself hard.
"I'm gonna cum Futaba!" He cried out. Her tongue kept flicking up and down his cock. He ejaculated, shooting his cat cum down Futaba's throat. "Lady Ann!" he yowled. It was such a sensation overload that Morgana wasn't able to let go of her until she had already swallowed all of it. He climbed off of her and jumped back onto the desk. still purring.
"Your full balls on my chin like that..." Futaba bit her lip. She licked a bit of his pre cum from her hand. "I never thought your cum would taste so good Mona"
"And I never thought I'd wanna be with a girl other than Lady Ann" He licked his paws.
A bit of silence as Futaba tried to catch her breathe.
"Are you okay..? Seeing that must of been rough..."
Morgana turned to the camera. Ren and Ann must have finished around the same time he did. They were cuddling in bed together now.
"I'll be okay. Lady Ann might still need me someday. And I will be there to protect her!" He said proudly.
"You're a cute kitty" Futaba pat him on the head.
"Don't call me that! And I guess I should be getting home soon...."
"Hey! Don't think you're the only one who gets to cum mister!" She snatched him up and plopped him down on the edge of her bed. He turned to see her pull down her shorts. Now it was his turn to be directly in the line of sight. Futaba's pussy was trimmed but not shaved. She had quite the cute little bush. She pulled off her top and undid her bra. Her little tits and hard nipples were as cute as the rest of her. Getting into bed, she spread her legs open right in front of Morgana's face. He was presented with perhaps the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, barring Lady Ann, of course. "Lick my clit kitty" She instructed.
"I said don't call me that!" He argued but could not resist the sight. He moved his face closer to her. Her body twitched at the feeling of his whiskers. He let out one gentle lick. The sandpaper like texture of his tongue left her with a mesmerizing sensation. She gripped her unmade bedsheets tight and let out a moan that would've woken up Sojiro on a normal night. She let go of the bedsheets with one hand and used it to cover her mouth.
Excited by her reaction, Morgana continued. First he began to lick her with broader strokes, tasting some of her folds. Then he began to lick faster. Rubbing Futaba's clit over and over again with his tongue until she was ready to explode. She screamed into her hand and grabbed his head, holding his face into her pussy. He grabbed onto her thighs and dug in with his claws, holding tight as he made love to her clit like it was his favorite tuna sushi.
Futaba was getting close. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head, she gripped Morgana's fur even tighter, her body convulsed and spasmed as she orgasmed from the cats rough tongue. One hand was barely enough to muffle out the shriek of pleasure: "Oh Ren~!!". She shook for a few seconds and stopped, dropping her hand to her side. Morgana gave her pussy a nuzzle with his head before retracting his claws and delicately walking over her. He stopped on her chest and laid down in-between her breasts. with the little energy she had left she raised her hand back up to pet him. He purred.
"We can't tell anyone about this"
"Agreed. For Lady Ann's honor"
"If that's what it takes."
"So...do you think I can still sleep with you tonight?"
"Heh. Sure thing kitty" She said.
He nuzzled against her neck and let out a content meow.
Fin.
Morgana will return....