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Unnatural Relationship (Kakure & Mouse)

Mouse

Mouse

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Feb 27, 2009
Alicia laid lazily in a bed comprised of hay strewn about the old, run-down barn. The tattered shirt she wore hung just below her trim waist, obviously meant for someone much bigger than her, and just concealed her perky, round breasts. While her shorts, on the other hand, looked a size and a half too small. If it weren't for the necessary cuts and slits she made in them her hips and pronounced backside would have practically begged for a larger size. It had been a rather hot the entire week that particular summer, and she wanted to sleep in as little clothing as possible which would leave her legs exposed all the way up to her thighs. Although she knew he would be waiting for her when she awoke in the morning. As her eyes slowly opened she began to sit up, stretching her arms above her head as she gave a light, almost squeak-like yawn. Her white-tipped ears snapped at attention quickly, listening out for her predator. She would crotch back into the hay after a moment, her predominantly brown fur blending into it somewhat as she waited for the sneaky cat to make his move.​
 
Aiden slept uneasily atop a few storage crates. The soft hum of the trucks old worn engine, and the occasional pop or stall had made the night a rather long and restless one. He had pulled his worn out rag of a poncho close to him during the night. In truth the article of clothing may have been the material of a bed sheet, or perhaps a cars weather covering, with the modification of the hole to slip his head through though it served well as a traveling cloak, and a means of keeping warm. His feet where bare, his legs covered by a tattered pair of old pants, giant holes exposed his knees and the ends where worn and frayed, bristling out in every direction. His tawny ashen gray fur was matted, unkempt though still surprisingly soft. His icy blue eyes had crept open as the truck once more hit another bump. It seemed he was in a more rural place, farms and the like where predominant here. He was looking for her his prey, the object of his desires. Why he chased her wasn't certain, be it the primal instincts of his ancestors to seek her kind out, or simply because it had grown to become the norm, he would look for her. She had eluded him for a long time, and despite it all he still kept up. He drew in a breath, catching the faint scent of what he sought for. That familiar, slightly sweet scent wafted in the air, and once the truck came to a stop, he lept out before the owner could notion he had a stow away, and went to search for her. His nose taking him to an abandoned farm it seemed.
 
The mouse's hazel eyes darted back and forth, her tail swaying lowly just as a metronome keeping time. The barn door was still closed, just as she had left the night before. Seeing this she felt secure enough to emerge from the hay, dusting herself off afterwords. She stretched herself out again, this time the muscles in her back giving a light 'pop'. She took the fabric of her shirt, sniffing it lightly before fanning the air in front of her sensitive nose. She knew her cloths were all but done for, but they were all she had at the moment. She would much rather be able to drink from her little stash of water than run out of it while trying to wash. After recalling the water she sauntered over to the corner of the barn, where she kept the few rations of food and water she managed to acquire and had a light breakfast. She never gave a second thought to the idea that someone might be closing in on her location.​
 
His body was lean, toned, and tall, despite his hard life he was rather fit, not too haggard or weak to carry on. He caught small signs of her, grass bend from her foot falls, or the occasional bit of hair. She was good however, at times he thought he'd lost her, especially when she had escaped onto the train all the way to this place it seemed. "Found you..." he whispered, his voice like a vapor in the wind as he looked upon the old barn. He would have overlooked such a place, had the doors not been closed. Why would anyone want to keep a place locked up, unless something, or someone was being hidden. He very well could not just barge in, she'd hear him by then. Instead he had to figure a way to get in without her knowing, or to flush her out. He decided to look around it, at a safe distance, to find any holes or means of getting in without the obvious front door.
 
As though his words had traveled directly to her ears, moments after he spoke them a chill ran down her spine. After finishing her her meal, she dusted off her hands and stood up. She went over to the wall where she kept a small calender which hung near a window that had been broken out by what she guessed was a bad windstorm. The window didn't seem as though it was in any more dire need than the rest of the barn of repair. It wasn't as though she had either the tools or the material needed to fix anything there anyway. As she flipped the calender she made a made a mental note of dates that had passed. "Two more days and it'll be a full year." She whispered to herself, a small smirk of satisfaction crawling across her face as she jumped from the ledge on which she was standing to the ground floor of the barn. Had she not been in as good of shape as she was, the jump would have done bit of damage on her short legs.​
 
His search seemed to be in vain, as he went around the barn for a third time. However he took notice of something he overlooked, at one corner of the barn, there was a very small hole that lead inside. However it was much to small for him to crawl through, but perhaps he could think of a means to draw her out. He found a worn out hose, it was dusty and almost unrecognizable, but it was good enough. He looked for tall dried grass, bunching them together so when he scrapped and smacked them against the ground they made a rattling hiss. His idea was a rather big stretch, but he hoped perhaps her paranoid nature would serve for his own purpose. He gently edged the hose into the hole, trying to make it seemed like a slithering snake, and he began to use the grass bundle to make it seemed like an angry rattler.
 
Her ears perked up as she heard the odd rustling noises, trying to tune into the sound. She gasped lightly, her eyes widening lightly as she thought the worst - a snake... Alicia couldn't stand snake, mouse nature or not, and if it was she thought it might have been sent into a frantic shock. She climbed back up to the over head loft of the barn, quickly gathering up her belongings. As she the hose, her paranoia convincing her that it was a snake, letting out a shriek of terror as she bounded for the barn doors. She pushed the door open and ran outside quickly, panting lightly with her hand grasping her chest when she stopped a good two yards from the barn.​
 
He waited for the sound of her panicked footsteps. He smiled as he heard the sudden scrambling of tiny feet and continued to shack the grass, though slowly moving his way to intercept her outside the barn. As she stopped to rest he came up, quickly taking advantage of her fatigue. He crept slowly, just getting a little closer, her breathing was so estatic he was certian she would be unabl;e to hear him before it was too late.
 
She gasped lightly as she heard footsteps approaching, turning to look back her eyes widened greatly "Shit..." she mumbled to herself. She grasped her belongings tighter, attempting to make a run for it. In some manner or another she managed to trip over her own tail, causing her to topple and land face first in the grass with butt poking out in the air.​
 
At that moment he was on her in a flash. He put on a quick burst of speed, not allowing her any time to get up or even try to get into a better defensive position. No he had her down soon, and he had no intention of letting her up. "Finally caught you," he said to her, his voice still very low, but dripping with a small hint of joy and fatigue. How long had it been since he'd gotten her last? He couldn't recall, but her struggling form was oh so wonderful underneath him.
 
Alicia let out a half audible grunt at as the clever cat pounced on top of her. She gave him an annoyed stare as she struggled and squirmed beneath him, knowing that the chased had ended. She wasn't so much annoyed with the fact of her capture, after all the chase could only go on for so long, but it was her inability to beat her own record that bothered her the most. "Two more days, I only need two stinkin' more days..." She thought to herself, looking up at him and realizing he didn't have any intention to so much as get up off the ground until she would admit defeat. "Alright, alright you caught me. Can you get off me now? You're heavy." She said bluntly. It wasn't like he was overweight or anything, but his body was significantly larger than her and, being a female, it wasn't as though she had much strength to begin with.​
 
Her struggling was exciting, her petite little form beneath him made his heart race and his blood pump through him. He didn't give into her demand right away, playing with her and being somewhat of a tease before he let her up, though he kept a gentle hold on her tail, as if she would dart off given the chance, though he would easily just catch her again if that where the case. "Heh...got you..." he said, slightly winded, simply out of excitement, not real fatigue. Her clothing was a bit more shredded, at least her shorts where, they had already been rather strained due to there small size, her struggling had opened up the rips and such a bit more, just covering her now.
 
She frowned, her lips scrunching upward toward her nose, as she snatched her tail out of his hand with her own. She inched away from him slowly, though, she was not about to run off again. She knew the new rules of the game and what her capture meant; she was fully prepared to hold up on her end. She glanced over her cloths once or twice, having heard something rip when she had been pounced on. She frowned once more when she saw that her shorts had be torn further than the cuts she made in them. "Aw, you made me rip my shorts!" She yelled, folding her arms together at her chest and pouting softly.​
 
"Well if you didn't wear cloths it would make things easier," he said with an amused tone in his voice. After all he knew well what he was to get from catching her. His tail moved side to side, softly trailing along her legs, softly going down one of then to the tips of her toes. "Now be a good little mousie and let me eat you," he said, making the gesture to remove her shorts from her. "Cloths make it so difficult..." he said as he prepared to 'eat' her nice and good, if she was not careful though, he might very well simply shred the nuisance off her.
 
She blushed at him as he commented on her not wearing clothing. "What, and make it easy for any pervert to try and get my goodies?" She said, using the word 'goodies' to refer to her breasts as well as her lower region, and then wrapped her arms around her waist. She blushed even more after being instructed to undress. "R-right here?" She asked him, fidgeting with her cloths shyly. "What if someone sees us out here?" She started to tug on her shorts lightly, hesitating in taking them off.​
 
His tail flicked side to side, in that sort of way cats do when they seem to be thinking of something, or simply waiting for someone to give then a can of tuna. "Here...there..anywhere seems fine," he said. "Do you have a preference my dear?" he asked her. Though gently he traced a claw along her thigh, it wasn't hard, just enough to tickle the sensitive skin under her short fur. He had chased her for so long though, he really wanted to enjoy his catch.
 
She let out a light squeak as she felt his claws slowly moving along her thighs. She blushed again afterwords. She tugged at the bottom of her shirt lightly, her hands playing with the fabric before she inched away. "I'd rather go back in there . . ." She answered, pointing back at the run-down barn. Yes it was almost more worn out than her poor excuse for clothing, but it was better than being outside where they could be easily spotted.​
 
Aiden looked back at the run down old excuse for a barn. "Hmmm...alright then," he said, not fully pleased, but if it put her at ease he knew it would be beneficial to him. He effortlessly scooped her up, his hands groping her backside playfully for a moment as he carried her back inside the barn, his tail pulling the door closed behind him. It was darker in here, the few loose boards and exposed knot holes where the only source of good light.
 
The building may have been obviously distressed, but it held up well enough as a temporary shelter. She squeaked again, something she would do often, and blushed at up him softly. She clasped her hands together at her chest slightly. After he entered the barn with her, she wiggled and squirmed about in his arms until her feet were back on the ground. She moved over to another patch of hay she had gather up once before, unbuttoning and then wiggling her way out of her shorts. She would then turn with her backside facing him as she pulled her baggy shirt over her head and then off her body.​
 
Aiden watched her wiggle her way out of her shorts, most likely trying not to damage them anymore then they already where, though it was not like his attire was in any better a condition. As she faced away from him, he looked at her cute round backside, it was perfectly shaped, like a peach though not the same color. He didn't even give her enough time to fully take her shirt off before he was already tracing his hands along her side his chest touching her back ever so slightly.
 
Alicia blushed softly as she felt his hand roaming along her body. Though they had known each other since their childhood, it still made her feel bit shy being nude around him or letting him touch her that way. She laid her shirt on the ground beside her shorts, looking back at him from over her shoulder. Her hand hooked around his, reaching up and caressing his upper arm lightly. Her eyes locked on his for a moment, the blush still evident on her cheeks, before she leaned up slightly and kissed his lips softly.​
 
He ever so gently kissed her back, a very soft but low purr issued from his throat. His hands felt along her hips once more, before coming up to caress her breasts gently in his hands. For a mouse she was well endowed, though not so much as it looked like she would simply fall over. No she was perfect to him, the curve of her hips, the roundness of her backside, the firmness of her perky breasts, every thing was perfect. He softly teased her nipples, deepening the kiss gently, letting his tongue prob her mouth for entrance as his index and thumb softly pinched the soft nubs of flesh that where her nipples.
 
His touch felt so good to her as his hand toyed with her breasts. Her lips parted slowly, allowing his tongue to prob about her mouth however he wished. Her body reflexively squirmed about against his when he started to pinch her nipples, her weak spot, causing her to squeeze his arm somewhat and her tail to wrap along his leg. As she squirmed, her hips started to grind unintentionally against his crotch, feeling a lump forming in the front of his pants. She had felt this same lump before; she knew just how large it would get. It was only in the outline of his pants that she had seen it, though. She wondered if this catch would be the one during which she see it fully unbound. The thought made her blush once again.​
 
His rough tongue gently swirled around hers, as his hands still groped her breasts, toying with them and gently kneading them like dough. He gave yet another muffled purr, and groaned in pleasure as her backside rubbed into him even more. His length was hardening, the member contained in his pants slowly awaking up to it's full potential. He knew this time would be much more, not simply teasing her and getting relief, no it would go much further. He slipped a hand gently between her thighs, finding the soft outer labia of her slit and rubbing gently.
 
A soft moan came from her lips, muffling up against his as they kissed. The feeling of his tongue exploring her mouth and lapping about her own slowly began to relax her. Her mind started to wander back to the first time the changed the rules of the game to include allowing Aiden to do certain things with her. It was somewhat similar to what was currently happening, in that he had his tongue in her mouth. She suppressed a light giggle when she remembered how he would practice french kissing on her. Her legs shifted back and forth slightly as he hand slipped between them, her hips grinding her hips against his crotch once again.​
 
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