A Game of Cat and Mouse
By Sorin
“In the land of the Blind, the one eyed man is king.”
- Desiderius Erasmus

"You fucked him, and don't tell me that it was an accident!  That is such a lame excuse.  You did behind my back, and you meant to you slut!"  Cali opened his mouth to say something, anything. So when the drink, tossed by the infuriated raccoon, splashed over his face he got a muzzle full of some fruity concoction.  
He stopped sputtering just in time to see the ringed tail receding towards the door of the bar. It was only then he realized just how quiet the room had become.  With a forced and dignified huff, he ran his fingers along his muzzle combing some of the drink from his fur. His whiskers twitched, flicking the droplets of alcohol from them.
"Well, that could have gone better."  He muttered to himself; the sound quickly lost as the bar slowly started to return to conversation around him.  He made a point of ignoring the furtive glances sent his way sitting up as straight and dignified as he could manage.  Finally, he felt the gazes leave him, and hunched slightly over his glass looking at the liquor in the bottom of the cup.  How could Danny over react like that, it’s not like he meant for it to happen, no matter what the raccoon thought.  He had tried to be good, better than with his last boyfriend.  There just seem to be a temptation around every corner, as though it was stalking him, plotting.
“And honestly, what is a cat to do with over whelming odds like that.” He muttered, pulling out his phone the cat let his finger hover over the quick dial button for Danny’s cell.  
“He’s probably still mad...I should give him some time.”  Letting his finger drift, Cali pressed the second speed dial and lifted the phone to his ear.
“Cali?  This is unexpected; I thought you were on a date with Danny.”  The casualness of Finn’s voice, especially after the upset of the evening, made him smile despite the upsetting events of a few moments earlier.
“Danny, well it turns out he’s busy tonight.  Can I come over?” He could almost hear the mouse’s sigh.
“Ya, sure Cali, give me a few to pick the place up ok?”  Cali hung the phone up, slipping it back into his pocket.  He finished his drink before getting up, leaving a twenty on the table.  
***
“So what is Danny doing tonight that’s got him so busy Cali?” The cat glanced down at his feet to avoid meeting the Finn’s eyes, just hoping Finn would step aside and just let him in out of the hallway.  The black mouse shook his head stepping aside to let Cali into the apartment.  Cali smiled draping his arms over the mouse’s shoulders leaning in to kiss him warmly, and was a bit surprised when Finn pulled back.  “Cali, where is Danny?”  The mouse’s eyes were hard, fixed on the cats.
“He dumped me...” His arms slipped from the mouse’s shoulders in defeat.  He wandered over to flop down on the couch.  
"Did he?  Why?"  The mouse's resigned tone made Cali look up, his ears flicking back softly.
"It wasn't my fault this time Finn!" Cali claimed, holding his paws out as though warding off the mouse's annoyance.  "Honest!"  He dropped his hands into his lap and looked down at them almost withering under Finn's gaze.  
"I had sex with Adrian."  He finally admitted quietly.
Finn signed looking up at the ceiling.  "Well, why the fuck did you go and do a thing like that?"  He asked anger draining from his voice and just settling into a calm resignation.  
“Seriously Cali, what is it with you and dogs?”  Finn walked over and sat down next to Cali.  The quiet allowed the sounds of the apartment complex to drift in through the walls.  Cali finally looked over at Finn with a shrug.  
“What is it with you and cats?”  He asked with a hint of teasing hoping to distract Finn, change the subject from Danny, or Adrian or anything else having to do with boyfriends.  Finn shook his head sternly.  Cali’s ears tucked back, and he hurried back to the topic at hand with a resigned slouch.
“It was last Tuesday night, remember, when Danny had to work late.” At Finn’s nod, the feline continued.  “Well when you couldn’t hang out I started calling around.  Adrian was totally up for doing something; so we made plans to hang out, it was innocent, honest.” Finn nodded waiting for Cali to continue and when he didn’t the mouse asked 
“So what happened?” 
Cali seemed to hesitate.  “I met him for drinks down at that little bar on the corner of 17th.  I didn’t know Adrian liked the same drink as Danny.”  He added idly, trying to change the subject again to which the mouse’s stern glare steered him back.  
“Well we were on our fourth or fifth drink talking about models I think.  Suddenly, out of the blue, he said ‘Come on, were going back to my place’.” The cat looked eagerly at Finn for some manner of acceptance.  “See, I didn’t ask for it.  I was hardly teasing, and I only flirted with him once, close to when we arrived!  And seriously Finn, how do you say no to someone like Adrian when they say something like that!”  
“Easy, No.”  Said the mouse flatly watching the felines ears tuck back against his head again.  
“It’s never that easy Finn” he whimpered softly “...We went back to his place, and we hardly got in through the door before he pushed my back up against the wall.  He kissed me, and his tongue was up in my mouth, all aggressively.  We kissed for a while and the only thing the broke the kiss was when he put his hands on my shoulders and forced me down to my knees!”  The cat almost pleaded for some understanding.
“I know you Cali, I’m sure there wasn’t a lot of force involved.”  That brought another flick of the ears from the already flustered cat.  Finally, Cali shook his head the barest of acknowledgement returning to his story in a rush.
“He undid his pants Finn, my nose was like half an inch from his crotch when he undid his fly.  He smelled so...so fucking Sexy Finn I couldn’t help myself!”  The mouse didn’t answer this time; though his eyes drifted down when he noticed Cali was absently rubbing himself as he recounted the encounter.  
“His sheath was all full, and he bumped my nose with it.  His tip was even out before I touched him and I could feel slickness drizzling out onto the bridge of my nose, how was I supposed to make him stop Finn, I tell you, it’s not fair it’s not my fault.”  The mouse was silent eyes meeting the cats with an interest that hadn’t been there before. He rushed forward with his narration eagerly, hoping that he might be making an impression on the mouse.  
“He rubbed his tip over my lips so, of course, I opened my mouth.  I’d like to see a guy who wouldn’t with the dick Adrian is packing right there, tempting them.”  Finn just nodded, and Cali continued more eagerly.   
“So I started sucking and licking his tip.  God Finn he was drizzling like a tap over my tongue, and he started to slip out into my mouth as he held my muzzle on his dick.”  Cali’s voice had become more animated, less justification and more excitement as he got into the tale.  “He started to thrust himself down my throat growling softly.  If I thought he was sexy when he talked, ohhh fuck is he sexier when he growls.”  
Cali didn’t even notice Finn shifting closer to him the mouse’s tail twitching gently and curling around his ankle.  “He growled and started to fuck my face, no one has ever done that before...”  Cali broke off to the feel of Finn’s hot breath tickling his ear, a bit startled to realize how close the mouse had gotten to him.  
“No one?”  The mouse’s soft slightly mocking tone was like a tickle in his ear.  “You honestly expect me to believe that?”  Finn almost purred.  Cali had the dignity to blush before continuing.
“He pulled out of my mouth, just throbbing there, right in front of my nose, and you know what he said?”  Cali trailed off again as the mouse pressed up close.
“What did he say Cali?”  Finn asked, sounding slightly breathless in Cali’s ear.
“Beg for it” Came the cats soft reply as he shivered in response to the warm breath on his ear.  
“And I did” He admitted, after a second, suddenly surprised that the mouse was slowly rubbing his crotch.  At the same time, though it seemed so natural that it was happening.  “He made me beg a little, rubbing himself all over my face, till all I could smell was his cock.  I thought he was going to stop. I thought that he was going to leave me hanging.  Suddenly he pulled away.  I stood up hesitantly watching him.  Turn around he said, just a gruff no-nonsense growl and I did. ”  
Even as, he spoke he could feel the mouse’s delicate fingers working at his pants, his gentle paw coaxing Cali to lay back on the couch even as he talked.  “He pulled my pants down, making the button pop on the front, and pushed me up against the door with a paw.  It was like a porno Finn, the way he just pushed me around, as though it was scripted.”
“Maybe it was...” The mouse’s voice was soft as he worked Cali’s pants down his hips, the cat lifting his middle to help the mouse slip his pants of letting them fall to the floor behind him, forgotten.  Finn’s hands were on his hips stroking softly.
“He pushed up under my tail, No lube, nothing at all but the slickness he had been drooling into my mouth and face fur since we walked into the apartment.”  He was swelling more just thinking of it, and the mouse’s delicate fingers on his thighs as he talked weren’t helping.
“Very hot Cali…but I’m not a dog, so we’re going to need this…”  Out of the corner of his eye he saw Finn reach across his chest, into the end table drawer.  His hand drew back with a slim tube the mouse’s pink, delicate fingers opening the lube.  Cali continued to talk, his attention much more on Finn than his story.  
“He just pushed up into me.  I’m pretty sure I cried out loud, Adrian is, well, big.  Everything is kind of hazy, besides how pleasurable it started to feel once I got used to him.  Then he started to fuck me.”  He felt Finn’s hard, thin length press against the heat under his tail, not even recalling when the mouse had moved between his legs.  “H...he was getting so deep Finn I couldn’t stop moaning.”  He stammered, the distraction of the mouse’s own eagerness breaking his train of thought for a moment.  He gasped arching slightly as he felt the mouse’s slick tip poking a few times before slipping in.
“Unghhh, shut up Cali, I believe you” moaned the mouse as he slid deep into the cats willing tightness.  It was going to be a quick one, they both knew it.  Finn was never had much stamina, once he got inside Cali. It was quickly obvious, from the eager movements, that this wouldn’t be an exception.  Cali slid his arms around the mouse, feeling lean muscles under the short warm pelt moving as Finn eagerly rolled his hips, length sliding deep into the feline, grinding deep up against his prostate pushing his legs back against his chest.  The smell of his friend’s arousal was strong in his nose. Cali perked his ears catching the soft, familiar little squeaks Finn made when he got close.  Cali hugged Finn tight feeling the mouse serge, throb inside him, smiling slightly at the wonderfully cute squeaks he made to accompany each throbbing spurt of his release inside.

***
Moonlight lit the pair, curled up on the sofa.  The scent of sex was still in the room, lingering like the memories of recent pleasure.  Finn looked over at the contented smile on Cali’s sleeping face and reached down slipping his phone out of his pants pocket.  He had one text message, Adrian’s name glowing in the dark.  Calling up the message, he read it.  A slight smirk gracing his muzzle.  Finn stroked Cali’s chest to keep the cat from waking.   He started to type a quick reply.  
“You did exceptionally doggy, just like I told you.  I hope you enjoyed it as much as Cali seemed to.”  He grinned as he pressed send and slipped the phone away.  It was meant to be after all, in a game of cat and mouse there can only be two players, and one winner.  And he deserved to win, after all Cali was just so easy it was a shame to let some monogamous prick of a raccoon win him by default.
He smiled, in self-satisfaction, even as he felt a pang of guilt for a moment at what he’d done to Cali.  Danny may have been a good thing for Cali in the end.  Fuck it all, there was no way he was going to let the cat win their little game. Besides, it didn’t seem that Cali minded loosing.
With a smile, he settled back against the sleeping cat, his cat.