Hiroshi leaned back, watching Riku rinse the last traces of soap from his smooth, pale skin. Steam hung thick in the air, and Riku's tail swayed lazily, occasionally brushing against Hiroshi's arm.
"Riku," Hiroshi said, his voice low.
"Nya~?" Riku glanced back, head tilted.
Hiroshi hesitated. "You're really okay being this casual around me?"
Riku blinked, puzzled but smiling. "Nya? Why not? You're a good human, Henry! I can smell it!" He flashed a playful grin, his tail flicking to tap Hiroshi's chest before curling back behind him.
Hiroshi let out a dry laugh. "You're way too trusting, you know?"
"Hmm? What's wrong with that?" Riku leaned forward to adjust the water, his tail arching high.
Hiroshi's gaze lingered on Riku's slender back, the soft, round curve of his ass, and the hint of pink entrance.
What the hell is this? Why does he look so damn good from every angle?
Catboy or not, he's got a body that could ruin a straight man.
Stop. No. Don't go there, Hiroshi. He's a boy. He's a boy.
He's a... Damn it!
His shaft twitched, hard and throbbing. He stared, fighting the urge as every rational thought drowned beneath the surging heat inside him.
Just don't... No. Damn it, just look away.
Riku stayed bent over, humming innocently while working shampoo into his long pink hair. The swish of his tail only made it worse.
Ah... I'm sorry, my straight mind. Forgive this body for giving in to desire, for abandoning everything I thought I was.
"Riku..."
"Nyaa~?" Riku glanced back, his tail flicking against Hiroshi's arm.
Unable to stop himself, Hiroshi reached out and placed his hands on Riku's waist, fingers trailing along the soft curve of his hips.
Riku looked back, blinking as a giggle escaped his lips. "Henry? That tickles~! What are you doing, nya~?"
"Riku…"
"Nya?"
"Wanna try something good?" Hiroshi's voice came out low.
Riku stayed bent over, glancing back, puzzled. "Try what, nya?" His eyes were wide, genuinely curious, without a hint of understanding.
Hiroshi didn't answer. He just pressed forward, his thick shaft nudging against Riku's small balls, letting the weight and size of it rest right there.
Riku giggled, the sound light and innocent.
"Nya~ why are you poking me there with that? Are you trying to compare sizes or something, nya? You hyumans really are weird," he said, half-laughing, his tail flicking playfully against Hiroshi's waist.
Hiroshi moved closer, dragging his shaft up and pressing the thick length against Riku's soft, pink entrance.
Riku blinked, feeling the pressure. "Nya? Henry? Why is your thing pushing against my butt?"
"You really don't know, Riku?"
"Know what, nya?" Riku tilted his head, still clueless, his hips pressing back without realizing what he was inviting. His innocence, the way his body reacted, it only made Hiroshi's restraint crumble further.
Riku felt something wet and slick spread on his entrance, making it tingle. "Henry? Are you peeing on me, nya!?" He stood up quickly, laughing in that soft, girlish way.
Oh shit! I don't think I can stop.
Hiroshi rubbed the back of his head, flashing a sheepish grin. "No, no, it's not that. It's normal… you know…"
"Normal? For what?" Riku tilted his head, one finger to his lips, looking up at Hiroshi with curious eyes.
Hiroshi leaned down, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "You trust me, right? It'll feel good. I promise."
"Good? How?" Riku's tail swayed, curiosity winning over any worry.
"Just bend over again."
"Mm? Okay, but why?" Riku said, turning around and bending over once more, still playful, his hips wiggling.
"Like this?"
"Yeah," Hiroshi replied, his voice rough. His hands settled on Riku's hips, ready to guide him into something the catboy had never imagined.
Riku felt the heavy pressure of Hiroshi's thick shaft pressing against his entrance. He glanced back over his shoulder, tail flicking with confusion.
"Why are you poking your thing there, nya?"
Hiroshi leaned in, his voice husky, breath hot against Riku's ear. "Mm? This is where this big guy goes."
Without waiting, he pressed his hips forward. The slick wetness from his pre-cum made the fat head of his cock slip right in, parting Riku's entrance easily.
Riku's eyes flew wide open. Instinct took over. He pulled away fast, spun around, and stood in front of Hiroshi, pouting hard while one hand rubbed his sore butt.
"Nyaaaa! That hurts!" Riku's voice cracked between a hiss and a whine, his lips pouting and cheeks puffed, tail lashing in protest. He glared up at Hiroshi, still rubbing his stinging butthole, hips wiggling from the lingering ache.
"You said it would feel good, nya!"
Hiroshi scratched the back of his head, forcing a sheepish grin. "Well… it does feel good... just, you know, you pulled away too soon, before it got all the way in…"
Riku puffed out his cheeks, still rubbing his butt with a soft, lingering hiss. The soreness made him squirm, his tail flicking in annoyance.
Hiroshi reached out and took Riku's delicate hand in his own, his grip gentle but firm.
"Let's try again, Riku."
Riku shot him a narrow-eyed glare, cheeks still puffed. "No! It hurts. That didn't feel good at all."
"Aww, come on… just one more try, okay? I'll be gentle this time. Promise." Hiroshi coaxed, squeezing Riku's hand as his voice dropped to something soft and persuasive.
Riku eyed him with suspicion, the pout lingering on his lips. "Why do you want to try it so much? Hyumans are weird." He turned around and bent over again, tail lifted, his body still tense despite the trust in his gesture.
"If it hurts like that again, I'm stopping, got it?" Riku said, glancing over his shoulder, cheeks still adorably puffed in defiance.