Everyone's a Catgirl! Ch. 347: Lush Expanse (Patreon)

Stargazing was never something I thought much of when I was a kid. I remember hearing how there were so many more stars up there than we were able to see, and that it was because of how much light pollution there was that we weren’t able to see them all. Sometimes I’d see pictures in textbooks or screenshots on the internet of incredible spatters of stars and dust, and I’d think how unbelievable they appeared. I swore they were Photoshopped.

That was, until I came to Nyarlea.

Lying in the grass, naked, watching Sam point out the stars in the sky, brought about a sense of calm I hadn’t felt in a while. Most days, it felt like there was some greater mystery to solve, some great task to complete, but right now? I was just enjoying the sights.

“Ooooh, look at that one!” Sam exclaimed, pointing somewhere off to my right. “See how that one sparkles in that big cloud of purple?”

I smiled. To me, they all sparkled. I couldn’t remember a single time in my life I’d ever seen a star shine as brightly in Washington as they did right now. I pretended to see which one she was pointing at, but it was anyone’s guess which one she was looking at.

“I do,” I said. “It’s beautiful.”

Sam let out a satisfied sigh. “This…might sound kinda weird to hear, and believe me, it’s weird enough already for me to say, but uh, thanks.”

“Thanks?” I laughed.

“Don’t laugh! R-really, this is one of the best nights I’ve had in a long while.”

“Oh yeah? You don’t get your fill by telling people what to do and how to do it all day long?”

Sam sighed. “Some days I wonder if I would be happier wandering as an adventurer like you.” We let the silence hang between us until she added, “But really. Thanks.”

I wasn’t sure how to respond to her gratitude. By now, I wasn’t a stranger to being thanked for sex. More than enough catgirls had beaten into my head by now what was expected of me. But this situation was out of the norm from what I was used to. All the other times, catgirls had approached me because they wanted a child. But Sam had made it clear that this was purely for fun’s sake. When I thought about it some more, a bizarre realization hit me.

Sam had been the first catgirl I’d had sex with outside of my Party who hadn’t asked for a kitten. For some reason, that didn’t sit well with me, so I stole a glance at her. She hadn’t wiped away the fluid I’d spilled on her. It glistened in the light of the moon, and the sight of her beneath me, hands pinned above her head, resurfaced in my mind. 

“W-what?” Sam stammered. Even in the gentle moonlight, I could see how red her cheeks were. “Did I say somethin’ wrong?”

I smiled. “Not at all.” Sam had been the very embodiment of acceptance no matter what I had said, so I gambled and asked, “You’re okay without a kitten?”

My mind was struggling to come to terms with the fact that she didn’t want a child. Yeah, it made sense from her position as a captain—being out of service for three months would probably see her replaced—but I was having a hard time understanding why she would want to have sex with a guy like me without something to show for it.

Sam chuckled. “Of course I am.” She looked down and traced her fingers over her taut stomach, drawing out my seed into thin lines over her skin. “This is somethin’ I’ve dreamt about for a while. And I couldn’t ask for a better guy to do it with.”

Doubt you’d be saying that if you had your pick of the litter like most girls on Earth.

“Thanks,” I managed to say. I sat up, then leaned back slightly to admire her tail. It was full and thick, a lot like Ravyn’s actually. Unlike most of the other catgirls I knew, Sam seemed to wag hers whenever she was in a good mood. Reminded me more of a dog than a cat. Sounds kind of weird maybe, but after a while I’d started to subconsciously understand what the little ticks catgirls made really meant. “So, what now?”

“Now we clean up,” Sam said as she snatched my hand and pulled me to my feet.

“Whoa, wait!”

“Come on! The water looks divine!”

There was no way I could fight back against Sam’s [Strength], so I didn’t try. Last thing I wanted was to dislocate my shoulder. I lumbered behind her as she led me to the lake’s lip. She came to a sudden halt, digging her heels into the soil. I hopped on the ball of my right foot in hopes of stopping myself from falling.

Sam had other plans.

“In you go!” Sam slapped my ass, and I stumbled in turn. I braced for the frigid cold of the water, clenching my teeth as I plunged into the lake’s depths. The water was just as freezing as I feared. I breached the surface moments later to find Sam laughing. “Damn! I could bounce a Bell off that ass!”

Heat rose to my face as I scrambled for a comeback. Then I had an idea. “Hey, what’s that?” I asked as I waded through the water toward her, my brow furrowed.

“What’s what?” Sam frowned.

“Right there, on your arm. Hold still. Don’t move.”

Her eyes widened. “It’s not some awful bug, is it?”

I pressed a finger to my lips. “Shhh.” I gripped Sam’s wrist and pulled.

“Hey!” Sam cried as she crashed into the water beside me. Anticipating that she might try and pull me under, I hopped back just in time to feel her nails brush against my ankle. She broke the surface immediately after and whipped her bangs out of her face. “You scamp.”

“Takes one to know one,” I said with a shrug.

Sam’s ears flattened against her head. Her eyes narrowed. The beads of water dripping down her generous curves guided my gaze to her breasts. A knowing smile tugged at the corner of her lips. My heart pounded while the buxom beauty sauntered toward me, her tail swishing the water behind her and creating ripples on the surface.

Yeah, I challenge any man to look at that and do nothing.

Before I knew it, she’d closed the distance. Mere inches separated our lips. Her sharp eyes dug into me like a predator eyeing up its prey. My shaft throbbed with need. I swallowed against the budding lump in my throat, wondering just how far she would—

“Suplex!”

“What?” The word barely left my mouth when Sam swiftly maneuvered behind me and threw her arms around my waist. I flailed for the lake’s edge, taking off a chunk of mud and dirt as Sam lifted me into the air. “Whoa! Wait!”

Sam waited for no one. I batted my arms forward in hopes of throwing off her center of gravity, but it seemed she’d anticipated that. My cries filled the air before I was dunked back into the lake. Water sloshed into my mouth as I plummeted downward until my head softly landed on the lake floor. Specks of dirt and sand flew up as Sam let go. I spun back around and broke the surface to catch Sam snickering.

“That was underhanded as hell,” I said with a bit more frustration than I’d intended.

Sam shrugged. “I’m usin’ the tools I was given.” Her eyes locked onto my groin, then returned to my face. “And you make it way too easy.”

The head of my shaft had breached the water. I knelt on the balls of my feet to try and hide it. “It’s not like I have any control over it.”

Sam sputtered a laugh. “Oh, Matt. You are too much fun.”

“Yeah, I must be a real riot to you,” I said.

She nodded rapidly. “Yup! Sure are! And hey, don’t hide that from me. I enjoy looking at it.”

I frowned. Now that was a first, if I’ve ever heard it. “You…do?”

“Yeah! It’s the first time I’ve ever seen one. So I’m kinda curious to see how it works. Besides”—she threaded her hair between her fingers and averted her eyes—“that’s kind of a huge turn-on to know that I’m the reason you got so hard.”

This feels incorrect. I feel like our roles are swapped.

I’d never seen a girl so genuinely interested in how a guy’s body worked. Plenty of catgirls had demonstrated some level of curiosity, but Sam, as far as I could remember, was the first to verbalize it so openly. I also had a hard time understanding just what the hell was so interesting about a guy getting hard.

“S-sorry.” Sam laughed. “I should be more professional, shouldn’t I?”

I shook my head. “No, I prefer you the way you are. You’ve made things a lot easier for me, Sam. Seriously. Don’t change your approach on my account.”

She scratched her cheek with a nervous smile. “If you say so.”

For a minute or two, we just let the silence settle between us. Sam washed herself clean while I gazed at the stars, listened to the chirping insects, snuck a glance or two—or a thousand—at Sam as she worked, and enjoyed the cool air on my wet skin.

“So, what now, Captain Sam?” I teased.

Sam snorted. “Now we get dressed and get back to training.”

She gripped the ridge of the lake and pushed herself up on her palms. I was so captivated by her ass that I’d nearly missed a delicious opportunity to get revenge.

Now’s your chance, Kelmer.

I snaked my arms around her hips, catching a whiff of her tail—and damn, what a nice scent it was—and cried, “Dynamic suplex!”