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Okay, so he couldn't get them out of his mind.
The cats. People. Catpeople. Whatever.
Peter wandered back down the street toward the abandoned building the woman had led him to two nights before. He wasn't going to check on them.
They owed him money.
The door they'd slipped through then was still unlocked, the crescent moon shining in and lighting up the stairs. The place was abandoned and ugly, depressing. It wasn't really fit for man or beast, certainly nothing as brilliant as they'd been.
It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, for the buzzing sound he heard to register as a growl. Two sets of bright eyes stared at him, two tails swishing.
They were pretty menacing, the bigger one with the bandage hanging from his back flank looking particularly mean and unwelcoming.
"I came to see how it was healing." His voice sounded scared, young and that pissed him off. He was a doctor, damn it, not a child. "I'll just go."
The female leapt, blocking the way as she morphed, exposing a lush, curved, naked body to him. "No. Please. Stay."
"Fiona," the word was hissed and he turned to find the other cat had also changed, the man glaring at the woman. "You're naked."
"Si, caro mio. So are you."
He wasn't going to laugh.
The male, Rex if he remembered correctly, snorted and put himself between Peter and Fiona. "I don't imagine I have the same effect on him, my Lady."
"Pity." Fiona draped herself against Rex's shoulder, stretching, blinking. "Buon giorno, dottore."
"I. Uh. Hi. I mean. Yeah." Christ.
Rex chuckled. The man was handsome, short, with thick dark hair andgreen eyes, body lithe, muscled, like you'd imagine a big cat might be like if he were human. Which this one was.
The bandage was falling off, and he could see the wound, which looked ... well far more healed than it should have been. And above that, Rex's cock was beginning to fill, no doubt thanks to the curvy body of the lady rubbing against his back.
"Es bello, si?" She licked her lips, eyes travelling over him. "So pretty."
"Uh. Okay. Going. I'll uh ... be going." Now. Right now.
They made no attempt to get out of his way, Rex's head tilting, considering him. "You're right, Fiona. He is. I could eat him right up. Or watch you eat him up."
"We could share him."