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[Oh. That actually...feels really nice. Her ears delight at the touch, and her head instinctively tilts into his hand, eyes taking on a slightly dazed sort of quality. Cater liked the feeling of hands through his hair but this was different; the skin there is so much more sensitive now.]

Mm-hmm...

[Distracting. Her tail swishes languidly as her brain zeroes in on his petting.]

How do they feel? Everything you've ever dreamed of?

It's real good, so different feeling than your hair. [And it looks like Cater was liking it. It makes Idia a little sad he didn't make the most of head pats the time he got accidentally turned into a catboy. Ah well.

Not that Idia was completely oblivious to, well, other parts. Which were pressed against him. Like really against him. Cater really did the whole package, hadn't he? She? Whatever. Still,] What this all for? Or you just wanted to play this out? [More petting, more enjoying the feel of Cater's fur under his finger. Heh, wonder if she has a 'spot' like Idia did as a Long. This could be perfect revenge for what Cater had done to him.]

Hee hee.

[Cater tilts her head up so her chin is resting on him and she can look up through her lashes at him, face flushed.]

What else? I wanted to give you a birthday to remember.

[There wasn't a lot that Idia liked to do for himself, aside from gaming, and celebrating without Ortho had to be hard. Instead of throwing a party, this felt like a fun way to commemorate.]

And maybe I was a little bit curious.

[Oh! Oh. Right. It was, wasn't it? A day Idia never really celebrates, not for years now. Didn't see the point. Yet with how poorly he was with Ortho's birthday earlier in the year...

Idia didn't want to fall that far again. To insult his brother's birthday they way he had again, and by extension his own. Because Ortho wouldn't want that. Idia's hands having stilled against Cater's ears at his thoughts, and if he was someone else, would reach out for comfort at that thought. But he's not. That's not a side Idia shares with anyone. Only Ortho. What Idia and Cater had wasn't about comfort, it was about fun and distraction. Silver too, even if that may be more one sided than what they two had going. And Idia's fine with that, pushing pass that moment of want to just collapse into Cater and instead sighs out pass those thoughts, gaze shifting to her. Making himself give a hint of a smile. Not totally fake, there was some real feeling behind it, but still a little forced.] Yeah, well, not like I've had a catgirl in my bed before, so gonna be hard to forget. [A level of typical Idia snark in his words.

Then chuckling.] You did say you wanted a turn to try it out. Guess this means I get revenge for all you did.

Hey! [She grins even more widely, her canines even more pronounced than usual.] When you say it like that, it sounds like I didn't treat you right. I treated you so right. I totally rocked your world!

[If Cater notices that moment of fleeting tension, the parts of his expression more tired than happy, she doesn't make any indication of it. What she expects she can do for Idia, more than anything, is to take his thoughts as far away as possible from the negativity he associates with his birthday. To bring a bit of lightheartedness to it--at least as much as can be expected. So, she reaches up to run a fingertip over his lips, teasing.]

Are you going to rock my world, Master?

[...what?] OMG you even did the little kitty teeth~! [UGH! Cater just went all out! WTF did Idia do to deserve this? But consider himself fully distracted again, rocking side to side as a need to get out that energy, all while Cater is still pressed against and on him. It's too much to take.

Idia managing to calm himself after a few moments of cuteness overload, grinning away in a way that was much more natural.] I know it my birthday and all but... any requests, or just see how we go? [Because exploring rather than planning is fun too, to just see where their moods take them. And right now part of that mood is leaving Cater's ears, as adorable as they are! But to search elsewhere, Idia running his hands up from her knees under that skirt, curious what she may have underneath, if anything.

Then... fwheeheehee~ he knows just what to do, that grin taking on an edge to it. As does his tone.] Oh~ I know what I wanna do. [Talking of revenge...]

[Idia's excitement is beyond encouraging. Oh, that reaction makes the entire ordeal of getting this potion right so worth it. He's really glad he went through with the idea instead of holding off due to recent events. This is the happies he's felt in way too long, the most he's been able to pull himself out of that trauma.]

If you put it that way...surprise me.

[As much as she wants to know exactly what Idia's thinking, she has a feeling it'll be so much more fun to let him run with that devious mood he's got brewing. And as he explores, he'll find that Cater really did plan out all the details to this whole scenario: she's fitted with a garter and lace thong hidden beneath the sexy maid getup.]

[Ahhhh~ he wants to do it all at once! So tempting! And Cater was right when Idia did this to himself, girls are so cute! And soft! She feels great under his hands, curves that Cater never had before filling out Idia's palms as his fingers seek out under those folds of fabric, curious to what he will find. And it does really feel like a lovely surprise, it taking so much restraint for Idia to not instantly shove his previous plans to the side and switch to seeing those instead.

Ok, calm down, they had time. Though,] How long you made this for? [Not that he couldn't have fun with Cater normally, heh, but Idia wants to make the most of this. Talking of making the most, while he does linger his fingers on those straps and fabric textures a few long moments... he keeps them moving, searching out the other extra addition beyond... well the new obvious ones; Cater's tail. Yet not the length of it, fingers brushed around to find the base and, ah ha! Ok, there, but if he travels a little higher on her spine... would Idia find...?]

[Idia's giddiness is infectious, and Cater wiggles slightly from her position lounging on top of him, giggling as his fingers trace the strap of her thong.]

It's a one-day only special, so let's make it count, kk?

[Savoring the sensation of Idia's slender fingertips against her newer, plumper curves, she's surprised when he moves a hand higher. She'd expected lower, underneath the tail and not over it--but before she has time to ponder on that question he puts pressure on a nerve that she didn't even realize she had, causing her to squeak in surprise as her whole body jolts lightly.]

Bwuh?! W-What was that?

[Not that she pulled away, mind you. No, her bottom arched instinctively against the touch, legs shifting together sensually. There's a new flush to Cater's face that wasn't there before as her expression shifts to a mixture of pleased and befuddled.]

That, [Idia tries to keep his tone from before, yet a hint of giggling sneaks its way in as he explains,] Is what you put me through before. When I was a Long. [And in case Cater did try and wiggle away, Idia wraps his other arm tightly around her waist, those curves offering an amazing anchor point for him, the dip between Cater's curves. True, Idia doesn't really have the muscle to really hold most people if they really fight him, but he's ready to keep Cater there so he can torture her as long as possible.

You put him through this before, it's your turn now, Cater. Though with testing, Idia needing to figure out what kind of strokes, what area of cover, gave him the best reaction from her. If it's anything like he felt, it's just too good. Makes your legs go to jelly and creates all sorts of warmth in all sorts of places...]

I-I didn't do that on purpose!

[Not exactly, anyway. It was on purpose at first, but he didn't realize just what Idia had been feeling until it was all too late. At the time, he'd thought it was just going to be like getting a really intense itch scratched--but now that he's being put through it as a catgirl, Cater knows firsthand just how wrong he'd been.]

Ah--aah! You're so mean!

[Cater wriggles harder as Idia experiments on her sensitive spot, her tail whapping from side to side with fervor. All said, though, it seems like more involuntary movement than actual agitation or attempts to get away from him. In fact, for all her protesting, she burrows her face into his neck and beings to knead at his chest with her hands, completely unaware of the instinctual movements she's making.

So good, it feels so good...why?!]

Oh yeah? I donno about that? You seemed to be real amused by it. [Idia may had been in full, confused bliss at the time, but he remembers you not letting him escape, Cater! This is 100% pay back time. Plus with her wiggling like that on his lap, aahhh~, Idia's getting worked up in his own way over this all, as if he hadn't already been heading that way with her pressed up against him like this.

And as Cater leans into him more, prods and pads at him... Idia can't help himself. Had never considered it before, not that he had this chance before, but it's the first thing that comes to mind with Cater like this... leaning to catch one of her ears between his teeth. Lightly. To hold it. A soft tug against that fur. Fingers not letting up during this at all, still searching for that super sweet spot.]

That's not...!

[She doesn't get the thought the rest of the way out, brain short-circuiting as all of her mental energy wire focuses in on where she's being stimulated. Shockwaves branch out from her spine through her limbs, not allowing her to do anything but writhe and ride it out. It's a good thing Idia's holding her the way he is--even though she's not trying to escape, she can't lay still.

As his teeth add just a light dose of extra sensation elicits a slew of colorful moans out of her. Cater can feel herself slicken between her legs but its a dull knowledge beneath the bright lights flashing behind her tightly shut eyes. And then, suddenly, as if things couldn't get any more intense, he presses her button in such a way that her whole body seizes. She sucks in a breath that exhales as a cry more than a moan, her hands balling tightly into his shirt as she clutches him hard.]

[Ok, this was mean. Even Idia knows this. Being both in a situation of having a spot like that in his Long form, and being a girl and how that all felt. But teaming those two up together? Would one counter the other? Huh, he's curious to know now.

But not before 'punishing' Cater with revenge for that Long time. It's only fair, and Cater would do the same to him, so Idia is unrelenting on his assault, wanting to push Cater as far as he had been pushed in the past. To full mind numbing ecstasy that you couldn't escape from, only cling on and ride it while it lasted.

Then later they can try mixing them together.]

[Cater can't remember the last time he's been mortified--at least not sexually, not like this. If he ever doubted that this was something sexual, like when he'd first started playing with Idia's "spot" all those months ago, he knows now without a doubt as he wriggles in Idia's grasp and holds on tightly, fingertips pressing into his chest.

She huffs and moans desperately into his collar, the noises reaching a frantic fervor. Cater's mind is a swirl of incomprehensible pleasure, electricity and fire coursing through her nervous system. Her tail fluffs out, arched straight up into the air, as her backside pushes up one final time into Idia's insistent fingers.

It's such a sharp orgasm, like an explosion inside of her abdomen, that it shocks her whole system. It shouldn't be embarrassing but somehow it is, so much more than if he'd been messing with her genitals. Maybe it was because it was so unexpected, or maybe it's the idea that she can be brought to such an intense peak without deliberate sexual play.

Either way, as soon as it finishes with her she covers her face in shaking hands, whimpering.]

[As Cater collapses against him, Idia removes his hands from that spot near her tail, instead resting his palm flat against her lower back as he releases her ear. Face turned into hers even as she tries to hide it.]

Hey, don't hide like that. [Though... yeah, Idia can also understand that, coming out the other side of losing so much control over such a little thing... but hey, he's got his revenge now, won't torment Cater again like that. Unless asked. A brush of his lips against the side of Cater's face as he hugs her to him.] Super weird, huh? [Idia's words soft against her skin.]

[The two of them have gone through countless types of aphrodisiacs, involuntary public displays, and dragon heat. Somehow, this one little spot is what has Cater feeling like he needs a session of aftercare. He peeks through his fingers at Idia's face, nodding slightly as he tries to recalibrate his body and his brain.]

Weird is, like, such an understatement.

[Maybe if he wasn't totally unprepared for it, or maybe if he was in his normal body it wouldn't be quite as overwhelming. As it is, the sensation is so far from what he's used to that he can't say how much of it was being part beast or part girl. One thing he's certain of: his skin is burning up and Idia's cool lips feel so nice.]

A-Ah...I keep twitching...

Yeah, yeah, that's... that's a thing. [Before admitting,] Though in your case I donno what side of it is doing that, or, like it's doubling up on itself, 'cause both of those times left me like... twitchy in places. [In such places that, well, Idia normally doesn't have. Super, super weird. Good, but weird.

Then Idia letting out a chuckle,] I mean, if you really want a distraction from the twitching, can give you more to focus on. [Or more to delay the twitching until later.]

I don't even know!

[It's all so overwhelming! Augh, Cater can't think straight at all. At least her body isn't writhing around so intensely anymore, overall still but trembling involuntarily in Idia's arms. There's still some fading embarrassment in her face, but she finally lets her hands fall fully, reaching up to squeeze his cheeks gently.]

Forget what I want. It's your birthday--everything today is all about what strikes your fancy. So...

[Cater huffs, a bit more attitude in the playful sentiment than before as he asks:]

What'll it be, Master?

Heyyy~ [Idia playfully complains at the smooshing, smiling as he does.

Hmmm, what does he want, considering the situation? He had planned to treat today just as a normal day. Had assumed maybe Silver and Cater would mention it, Cater especially since Idia is so sure Cater would remember what day it is, but no plans. Just distractions.

Though wasn't this the best distraction right now? How to use it to the most? Then again,] How long you make the potion for? [Good to have an idea of a time limit, but Idia has an idea for right now.] Wanna do you from behind.

[Seeing Idia smile like that, Cater can't stop the smile that creeps back onto her own flushed face. Her tail loses that fluffed edge, starting to sway again.]

Oh? And here I thought you'd want to lay back and watch me go for a ride.

[Admittedly, though, she'd need to hold off on that until her limbs are a bit less trembly.]

But I guess you'd get the best view of all my assets from back there, wouldn't you?

[Meaning the cat ones, of course.]

I should have this form for the better part of the day, so you can play with this pretty kitty as long as you please.

[...oh yeaaaaaahhh. Idia sitting stunned with that reminder for a moment, his voice soft when speaking again,] Oh, that would be good too. [Too many options!

But good, a day, they can work with a day. With breaks, of course, and just to hang out and chat and stuff. And Idia imagines Silver will want to spend time with him too, but Idia and Cater would have plenty of time to have some fun in different ways.

Idia then blinking at that comment, and a touch of a smile.] I think all views give the best view of you. [Not quite aware of how his wording could be taken from that, just that he's found there's nothing he and Cater have done so far he hasn't liked.]

[Absurdly, Cater feels his heart skip a beat when Idia says that. Logically, he couldn't have meant much by it, but even at face value it's still a compliment that makes Cater feel giddy.]

O-Oh, well...!

[OMG. She's totally tongue-tied! Is it because of the orgasm? Is her brain totally mush? Cater giggles, gazing at him with shining eyes as she admires how cute he's being. Is it just because of the potion? He didn't usually look at her that way, right?]

Let's just go with your idea--and when you want a break, I can take over.

[Yeah, totally, right? Nothing more than surface level for either of them. Just... caught up in the moment, right? Totally.]

Deal, I like that idea. [Idia remembers how much those orgasms knocked him out as a girl, just turned limbs to jelly. Sure this was via the catgirl side of Cater right now, but seems about the same feeling of just not fully here anymore, drifting away on those sensations. But this calls for some position changes.] Get comfy and give me a minute. Need to grab some things. [Idia does owe Cater something, considering the situation...]

Okie dokie, Master~

[Far be it from her to say no to getting comfy, though her ears do prick curiously at the sentiment. Just what things is he planning on? And just how many? Still chittering with giggles, Cater flops over to the side, doing a great job of showing off the open back of that skimpy maid costume. She might've come wearing a thong, but there's definitely no bra strap peeking out from beneath the costume. Cater stretches out, still feeling those lingering full-body throbs. Now that the intensity has started to wear off, she finds herself starting to get excited again, more properly.

Seven, you'd think Cater'd never had sex with Idia before, the way that she finds herself looking forward to that comes next.]

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