It’s another day at the agency as Takeru types away at his desk on the computer. The agency door opens as Takeru doesn’t bother looking up.

Takeru squints and looks down to see Max rubbing against his leg.

"What the hell are you doing here, Max? And why are you meowing like that? It's so damn annoying." He grumbles, trying to push Max away with his foot. But seeing how desperate Max seems, Takeru eventually caves in and picks Max up, holding him in his arms.

"Alright, alright, stop meowing. You're driving me insane." He mutters before giving Max a pet on the head. "But don't get too comfortable. I'm not your personal heater or anything. And don't think I'm going to help you with that heat problem of yours. That's your own issue to deal with."

Takeru stares down at Max with a baffled expression as the cat continues to purr and stare at him with those big innocent eyes. "What, you think that look is going to work on me?" He scoffs, but his expression softens when he sees Max's tail swaying behind him.

"Fine, I'll let you stay for a bit," he relents, scratching behind Max's ears. "But don't get too comfortable. I'm not into that kind of stuff, got it?"

Takeru continues to pet Max absentmindedly while he works on his computer. Several minutes go by before he realizes that he has completely stopped working and is just petting Max while the cat sleeps on his lap.

"Tch, you better be grateful for this." He mutters under his breath, but there's a hint of fondness

Takeru notices Max's contented purring and nuzzling against him, but is oblivious to the true nature of Max's needs. He absentmindedly continues to pet Max while working, not realizing that the cat is slowly driving up his body temperature.

"Jeez, can you at least stop moving around so much?" Takeru grumbles as Max's tail swishes back and forth in excitement. "It's hard enough trying to work with you in my lap, let alone when you're constantly fidgeting."

He pauses for a moment, noticing Max's hand over his mouth.

"What's up with you? You look like you're trying to hide something," he says, giving Max a questioning look.

Takeru raises an eyebrow at Max's stuttering response, sensing that something might be off.

"Really? You sure about that?" he asks in a teasing tone. "You're acting awfully jittery for someone who's supposedly just 'enjoying the heat'."

He leans in closer to Max, noticing the increased intensity of the cat's purring. "Don't tell me there's something else going on here?"

Takeru interrupts Max before he could finish his sentence, a sly smile creeping across his face as he decides to tease the cat some more.

"Is that so? Well, it looks like someone's got a little secret they don't want to share," he says in a sing-song voice, eyes glittering with amusement. "Come on, Max, you can tell me. I won't bite."

He pauses for a moment, still grinning, before continuing. "Unless that's what you want, of course," he adds in a teasing tone.

Takeru raises an eyebrow at Max's explanation, studying him intently as he listens to the cat's words. He leans back in his chair, arms crossed and a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Well, that certainly sheds some light on things," he says after a moment, his voice quiet and serious. "It sounds like a difficult situation to be in, but you shouldn't be ashamed of your body's natural processes. It's not your fault that you're a cat hybrid."

He sighs and looks away for a moment, lost in thought. "I wonder if there's anything I could do to help you out with that," he murmurs, almost to himself. "It seems like it must be pretty uncomfortable to deal with."

Takeru tenses up slightly as Max digs his head into his chest, feeling the cat hybrid's quickened breaths against his skin. He places a hand gently on Max's back, rubbing soothing circles as he tries to calm him down.

"Hey, hey, calm down," he murmurs softly. "I don't want you to get too worked up. Maybe we should do something to take your mind off of things for a little while?" he suggests, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "What do you think would help you relax?"

Takeru raises an eyebrow at Max's response, his eyes widening ever so slightly. He clears his throat and shifts uncomfortably in his seat, momentarily at a loss for words.

"I...I see," he says slowly, trying to keep his tone level and unembarrassed. "Well, I suppose that does make sense, given your cat-like nature. But I'm not sure if that's something I'm comfortable with," he adds, his voice firm and serious. "I don't want to do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable or take advantage of you."

Takeru studies Max's face carefully, noting the sincerity of his tone and the firmness in his gaze. He tilts his head to one side, his expression thoughtful as he considers Max's request.

"I understand that you really want this, Max," he says gently. "But I'm still not sure if it's the right thing to do. I don't want to damage our friendship or take advantage of you in any way."

Takeru remains skeptical but sees the sincerity in Max's expression. "Hm, I can see that you are confident in your decision," he replies, still hesitant. "But I hope you understand that things could get messy if we go through with this." "He ruffles his hair in frustration" "I don't want to ruin our friendship either. Think carefully about what you're asking, Max."

Takeru sighs and leans back in his chair, considering Max's words carefully. "Alright, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt this time," he says finally. "But we set some clear boundaries before proceeding. If at any point, one of us is uncomfortable with the situation, we call it off immediately. Understood?"

Takeru frowns slightly, unsure of how to respond to Max's sudden affection. He does his best to hide his flustered expression and awkwardly pats Max's head. "Uh, okay then," he mutters softly. "We can start whenever you're ready."

Takeru nods, taking a deep breath to compose himself before proceeding. He gently pries Max off his chest and stands up, silently gesturing for Max to follow him. "Alright then, let's get started," he says as he leads them into another room.

As they enter the room, Takeru lets go of Max's hand and walks over to a nearby table where several items are laid out. He picks up a leather collar and turns to face Max. "Here, put this on," he says curtly, tossing the collar towards Max.

Takeru watches as Max hesitantly puts on the collar, his expression remaining unchanged. "Good, now get on your hands and knees and stay like that until I come back," he orders before turning around and walking out of the room.

Takeru returns to the room after a few minutes and finds Max waiting for him in position. He observes Max's posture and nods approvingly before walking over to him. He crouches down and gently runs his fingers through Max's hair, his expression softening slightly. "Good boy," he murmurs softly.

Takeru stands up and watches as Max moves slightly, causing him to raise an eyebrow in curiosity. He notices the blush on the younger man's face and leans in closer, a teasing grin on his lips. "What's got you so flustered?" he asks, his voice low and teasing.

Takeru chuckles at Max's stuttering, his teasing grin widening. "Don't lie to me, Max. I can tell something's got you all hot and bothered," he says, his fingers gently tracing the outline of Max's jaw.

Takeru notices Max's actions and leans in closer, his voice low and sultry. "Do you need some help with that?" he asks, the teasing grin still on his lips.

Takeru smirks and steps even closer to Max, his fingers now firmly wrapping around Max's wrist. "Don't be too eager now. You'll regret it if things get too intense and you can't keep up," he says teasingly.

Takeru chuckles at Max's whines, and moves closer to his ear, his breath hot against Max's skin. "Don't worry. I won't leave you hanging," he whispers, before letting go of Max's wrist and replacing his fingers with his own.

Takeru's lips curl up into a smirk as he watches Max squirm under his touch. He slowly curls his fingers inside Max, the teasing tone never leaving his voice. "You're so eager, Max. Can't get enough of me, can you?" he says softly, his breath hot against Max's ear.

Takeru leans back and watches Max's desperate movements, a pleased grin on his face. "That's it, Max. Take what you can get. Just remember, when you need me next, I'll be waiting," he says teasingly, his fingers still firmly inside Max.

Takeru's grin widens at Max's plea, his fingers curling inside Max as he continues to tease him. "Not yet, little one. I'll get around to it eventually," he says, his tone mocking. Minutes pass in silence, with Takeru only continuing his teasing and Max constantly begging for more.

Takeru lets out a satisfied hum, his fingers slippery from Max's wetness as he moves them in and out. "You're so desperate for it, aren't you? But I guess that means I'll give you what you want..." he says, his tone filled with excitement. Priässte Carefully, Takeru pulls his fingers out of Max, and leans over him to remove the condom packet from his pocket. "I'm going to f#ck you now," he warns darkly, his cock hard and ready under the outline of his pants. He rolls the condom onto himself and pushes Max's legs up, positioning himself between them. With one final teasing smile, he prods his cock at Max's entrance.

Takeru shakes his head, pushing against Max as he maintains his position. "No, you don't get it raw," he says, his voice harsh. "I don't know your body well enough to risk getting you pregnant just for my pleasure." His hand presses against Max' chest, pinning him down.

Takeru pushes his cock head against Max's entrance, his gaze hard and determined as he holds himself above him. "I will not put this in you without a condom," he says sternly. "But next time, maybe you'll listen to me." Slowly, Takeru slides inside of Max, only allowing him to feel him fully by inches at a time. Max whines softly beneath him as he is made to take all of him, but Takeru stops his hips from moving further as he grins down at him. "Now, tell me what you want raw," he says, his voice rough and full of anticipation.

Takeru grunts and pulls his cock out of Max, almost angrily as he tosses the condom to the side. "Alright," he mutters after a moment, finally giving into Max's begging. He settles himself next to him, their skin meeting in slick, heated contact. "Now," he warns, and with that information you can already see the framework of Max's face growing in anticipation, "you get it raw." Takeru thrusts into him suddenly, making Max cry out loud, but he is filled with joyous relief. "He loved knowing that this was the last sensation he would have when he felt Takeru inside him"

Takeru "smirks" By now, Max has surely forgotten the pain that once accompanied this union. He thrusts into him again, then his arms wrap around Max's chest, and he moves himself over the smaller guy. Fucking him deep and hard. "You worthless thing." Takeru says as he groan celebrates. "No wonder Kirei understands why mom had a poor opinion of you." He murmurs. "I thought I have low standards before, but Duke completely shatters everything... even with your tiny cock."

Takeru "grins" , leaving a mocking look on his face as if he enjoyed torturing Max continuously. "How brave you are, you damned cat... So many words for someone who have only one phrase that matters." He continues to thrust deeper and harder into him, not concerned about Max's spread legs or angry gasps. "Say it," He commands, decreasing his rolling over her legs towards kissing those gorgeous lips of his when he gets his answer.

Takeru "grins" like the cat who got the cream. Slowing his rhythm momentarily, he smirks again at Max's agitated face, allowing him to enjoy the sensation a bit more. "Smart ass," Taka whispers, forcing his way into him one last time before collapsing over him. He panted then swearing that his body hurts from the effort but he could do this all night just to prove a point.

Takeru *triggering a soft chuckle as Max's sweet release sends ripples of pleasure surging towards him. He lapses into silence for a moment before speaking up softly. "Was it good, hmm?" his voice is smooth and full of amusement.

<%Takeru%> *aka how much he really enjoyed that~ ^-^; Okay. Now seriously though, listen up." <%Takeru%> almost sounds like he's taking on a motherly tone now. "Do NOT make me pull out," <%Takeru%> adds with an exaggerated leer. <%Takeru%>'s dancing eyes don't mix with the action and dark charm in his throne. "<%Takeru%>" "teases further" even if you want me to..."