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Cats Graces(Chiffon and ShadowStalker)

The cat looked back at the woman, anoyance on his face. Was she really gonna follow him up the steps to confront what she unknowing confirmed to him was an intrutor? He couldnt allow her to get hurt.

Nathanial stopped just shy of the first step. With a single blurring leap he was back next the woman, gently tugging on her clothing with his teeth to remove her from harms way.
 
Genna hadn’t meant to follow him but the three steps she inadvertently took towards him, was enough to send the cat back to her side, tugging at her jeans.

She moved back towards the back hall and the bathroom/laundry room combo. She took one last look at the snapping golden eyes of the cat before closing the door quietly and locking it. She didn’t know who was in her house, but they were in deep trouble. She sat on her hands trying not to worry or think about what was going on in the rest of the house.

She just hopped her cat had healed to the point he could survive a conflict. Saying a silent prayer, she closed her eyes and waited.
 
Thankfull that she didnt fight him off and closed herself in the bathroom Nathanial made his way up the the stairs to the small room and peered inside. A young boy who could be no older than 10 was was sitting on a box watching out the large windows.

Not knowing who this boy was, or why he was here, Nathanial didnt think it right to attack such a young kid. He made his way back to the room with the woman inside and pawwed heavily on the door, as if knocking.
 
Genna heard the scratching at the door. She opened it up and found her cat nudging her in the direction of the stairs. She moved, curious as to why there had been no battle. He pushed his head against her knee prodding her up.

“Okay okay I am going,” She laughed softly climbing the small flight of stairs. She cautiously poked her head in to the small room, her heart beating a bit more rapidly than she’d like. Truthfully, she was bracing herself for something dead, but instead the small frame of a young boy was back lit by the fading light in the window of the reading room.

“Jaxson!” Genna said sharply, more sharp than she intended as the young boy jumped up, eyes wide.

Genna rushed to him and scooped him into her arms. She planted a kiss on his cheek then set him down, kneeling in front of him, so she was at his level.

“Sweetheart, what are you doing here? Does my brother know where you are?” She gently tousled her nephew’s hair. She had forgotten that when Jake and his family moved in a couple blocks away she had given the key to Jaxson as a secret gift, in case he needed it.

Genna felt her heart melt as his lower lip began to quiver.
 
Nathanial walked with her on silent paws as the woman made her war up the steps. He watched her closely as she very timidly peeked around the corner. So closely that when she jumped to run at the boy reflex had him back ready to kill. That passed quickly though as she moved away from him, and he watched the two interact together.

He listened as the woman talked to the boy. He also saw when the boys lip began to quiver.

Very slowly the cat made his way into the room and sat down a few feet away, a soft pur coming from his throat.
 
Jaxson’s face crumpled.

“Mommy and Daddy are fighting again, so I ran away.” The little boy threw his arms about his Aunt, and began to cry. Genna held him close, as his little body trembled against hers.

“Okaym shhh shee it’s okay.” She held him close as she saw the cat plunk down on the floor.

“Here, look, I have something neat to show you, a bit of a secret, something you can’t tell anyone.” She turned the little one in her arms and pointed to the cat.

“See, isn’t he pretty, he’s the one who found you here.”

Genna felt the tremors leave her nephews body as he looked at fascination at the cat. She didn’t know if her cat would take to the boy petting him, but she hoped so. She needed to call her bother and tell him his son was okay.
 
As the woman introduced the boy to the cat, Nathanial walked closer. He let the small boy pet his head and calm down.

The boy and cat walked down the stairs together, Nathanial could hear the woman talking very quietly. Doing her best to keep the boy from hearing her.

Having heard the boys explination for being here, Nathanial knew Jaxson didnt need to hear the conversation.

The cat let out a loud yawn for the sole purpose of letting the lady in the other room know the two had come down the stairs.
 
“Jake,” she sighed. “Seriously, you need to come pick him up. And you need to be calm about it. He’s scared and feels very alone. No, I am not telling you how to parent...but I am telling you your son is very scared right now and needs the love from both his folks.” Genna rolled her eyes.

She hadn’t really realised the breadth of the issues that were between her brother and his wife. But the fracture that was there did not need to be trickled down to her nephew.

“Fine, two hours, get your shit straight and come get him, but don’t you dare be pissed off at him when you do!” She hung up on her brother with a bit more aggression than she meant to, but land alive he irritated her. Had he really forgotten what it was like to be that age, and hear your parents fight, like it was the end of the world as you knew it?

She padded softly down the stairs, her heart melting at the scene she came to. Jaxson was tucked in the corner of her couch, with the huge cat next to him, his head in the boy’s lap. She leaned against the door jam a soft smile on her face, her heart swelling. If you could love an animal, Genna was pretty sure this moment sealed it for her. She moved slowly and knelt before the pair, her hand instinctively burring it in the cats soft fur as she spoke to her nephew
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“Your Dad says you can stay, and watch a movie with me, but then he’s coming to pick you up. He and your mom have been pretty scared wondering where you were.” She added the last bit, a lie, her brother and his wife hadn’t even noticed the child had been gone. But Genna knew Jaxson needed to think that they had.

She leaned in close and placed a soft kiss on the cat's head. She hoped that expressed her thanks more than any words she could say that he may or may not have understood.
 
Nathanial knew the boy was scared. He could taste it in the air. As the kid climbed up on the couch the cat joined him laying down at his side and rest his head in the boys lap to comfort him.

Opening his eyes, Nathanial watched the woman walk across to them and speek to the small boy. As she moved back from the kiss she gave him, the cat lifted his head and returned one. Softly running his rough tounge across the side of the womans neck.

Turning back to the kid, the shook his head into the boys stomache causing a suden outburst of laughter before hopping down off the couch and heading for the back door he was sure was still open.
 
Genna giggled softly as the cat licked her neck, then sent Jaxson into giggles. A soft smile graced her lips as she watched him depart. She got up and closed the patio door. She came back to the couch and picked Jaxson up and cuddled him into her lap. “So which cartoon are we watching tonight?” She asked nuzzling his neck, as she flipped on the DVD player.

They watched the movie, The Lion King, and just as the credits began to roll, Genna’s front door bell rang. She disentangled herself from Jaxson and went to answer it. Her brother stood lurking in the door way.

“Jaxson, your dad is here!” she called from the door. She gave her brother the once over. He’d talk when he was ready. She hugged them both goodbye, telling them she loved them before closing the door on them. Some how she knew she’d be seeing Jaxson again soon before too long.

She stepped out on to the patio into the cool night air. She sat on the step of the deck looking out over the yard. She wondered where and what her cat was doing at this moment.
 
Nathanial left the house the way he had entered and turned and watched the lady close the door behind him. He had hoped to be invited to stay indoors, the woman couldnt know that he was not wild. For all she knew he was only showing affection as any animal would for being saved.

It had been a very long day, and Nathanial was tired. He made his way to the garden house and quickly nessled up on/in the blankeet that was still left out for him. Sleep found him only a few minutes later.
 
Genna shivered, as she stared up at the stars. She stood and stretched before turning back into the house. She paused when she went to shut the patio door. She closed it just enough so that there was a small crack.

Not that she thought he’d come back, but if he did... Genna shook her head. She was definitely going nuts. She was glad she had a short shift tomorrow, just a mid afternoon appearance of three or four hours, enough to keep her mind on reality instead of some fantasy she was affraid she was building. She took one last long look out over the yard.

“Please keep him safe”, she softly whispered, before she turned to pad down the hall way to her room. She turned on the beside lamp and the small TV in her room, then made her way to the window which overlooked the back yard. She opened it slightly to allow for a bit of a breeze. As the news came on the TV, Genna slowly began to undress.

She stripped out of her jeans and lace panties before taking off her tank, and her bra. She dumped her clothes into the wash basket before stepping into the bathroom. He ran herself a hot shower, scrubbing every inch of her body and washing her hair with the soft citrus shampoo.

Emerging from the shower refreshed, she wrapped her hair in the towel before stepping out into her room to grab her night shirt.
 
Nathanial slept peacefully till the smell of citrus flooded over him. He looked around the room to see the woman, but she was not there. The cat got up and walked out the building. It had been several hours since he fell asleep.

The cat followed the scent to an open window and bracing on the wall stood up on his hind legs to peer inside just in time to see the woman walk into the room wearing nothing but a towel on her head.

Oh man was she beautiful!!! What Nathanial would give to have this woman. If only he had the strength to make the shift, he would take her right now. Hell, given his hightened sence of taste, he would have his panther head between her legs running his rough tounge all over her for hours. Lapping up every drop she gave him. But he knew that would never happen. She would have to be crazy to even let him stay inside the house with her sleep. He watched her walk naked across the room and dreamed of all the ways he could pleasure this woman, as both cat and man, and knowing that niether wass gonna happen. Atleast not tonight.

Only one more day and ill be able to make the change again. Then ill be able to have her. But my god she was so beautiful. The perfect body, it could not be more perfect, even for a shifter.
 
Genna shimmied into her night shirt, which fell mid thigh, before tussling her hair under the towel and drying it. She was unaware of her admirer, as she turned her back to the window and ran some light conditioner and the brush through her softly curled hair. She opened the door to her bed room and walked back towards the living room.

She leaned against the door jam of the patio door, the screen still slightly open as she looked out over the yard. Her legs were crossed at the ankles, as she leaned back, her shirt riding up a smidge because of the position to expose a long expanse of her thigh. She stood staring into the dark for a while.

Lost in thought, Genna sighed. She hoped her cat was safe, she hoped her nephew was safe in the love of his parents, though they seemed to not be loving each other, as she thought about all the things she was wishing for, and ran a hand through her still damp hair.
 
Nathanial watched the woman perform her night time ritual with a lust and adiration even he didnt understand. He did take careful note of the fact that she didnt put on any panties under that shirt. If only the right oppertunity were to present itself, he knew that he could get atleast a small taste before she knew what was happening.

The cat walked to the foot of the steps as the lady left her room and sat very still. When she walked outside, he knew she would not see him for the shadows. When she stayed in the door way he knew he would have to make the first move, else loose her to the house again tonight.

Nathanial slowly walked up on to the porch a soft pur coming from his throat and gazed at the woman with desire burning deep inside him.
 
Genna stiffened at the soft sounds coming from the foot of the patio, and then the telltale soft rumbling purr. She opened the screen and stepped out on to the deck, making her way in the soft light to the growing shadow near the edge. She smiled.

He’d come back.

She bit her lip gently at the ridiculousness of having such a reaction to a wild animal. She wondered if she were becoming his pet, rather than the other way around. She sat down on the step beside him, her fingers instinctively burring themselves in his fine fur. She petted him gently as she spoke softly to him.

“Thank you for being so protective, and for finding Jaxson, and sharing yourself with him.” She leaned in and gently cradled the big cat’s head to her chest in a gently hug. His nose pressed against the soft skin of the swell of her breast that was exposed by the deep v of her night shirt. She smiled as she felt the rumbling purr grow deeper and louder.

She was, becoming more his pet than he was hers.
 
Nathanial was overcome with lust as the woman pressed his head to her swollen breasts and the purr coming forth showed it. He licked the exposed skin as she let him go and laid his head just above her knee.

The cat could smell her sex strongly and he wanted it. He slid his head over her thigh, the shirt sliding up to her waist. Nathanial softly licked the womans inner thigh before looking up at the woman, his head still on her leg. The loud purr coming fort vibrating her thigh under him.
 
Genna gasped softly at the well placed lick on her cleavage. She felt the heat in her cheeks just a moment later as the cat dropped it’s head to her lap. She gently pet his head, and shivered just slightly as she felt his whiskers twitch against her inner thigh.

She wasn’t sure what was more outlandish, the fact she had enjoyed the intimacy of the position they were in, or the fact she was even contemplating a position with a cat as intimate. Gently she tipped his heavy head up off her lap, before the world as she knew it went completely strange. She lowered her face to touch her soft cheek against his furred one.

“Thank you again, I should go inside. Crazy as it sounds, I left the screen open for you, hoping you might come back.” She stood and walked back to the screen door. She opened it and stood for a moment there, silhouetted by the soft light coming from the lamps inside the house. She held the door, watching him.

The last thing she wanted was to keep the wild animal captive, but she was offering him a warmer, softer bed if he was choosing to stay. Genna waited nervously as she contemplated what she was doing.
 
The cat watch her walk to the door. He listened to what she told him with suprise. As the young woman invited him into her house for the night Nathanial was knocked back in shock. Hw sat at the steps, looking from the door to the woman for a few seconds before getting back to his feet.

Nathanial slowly walked to the door, never taking his eyes off the woman that held it open. (she is falling for my animal, what would happen if she ever found out i am also a man?) Nathanial couldnt help but try to think of ways to ease this woman into something there was no easy way to unveil.

Nathanial didnt want to loose the only good thing he had left in this world. Not to mention he himself was falling for her. Her gentleness, her caring, even her irrational faith in him (as a wild animal). Nathanial had NEVER met anyone like her before.

Looking back to the onpen house the cat took the steps and crossed the thresh hold into her home the second time.
 
Genna’s heart was pounding, loud enough she was sure he could hear it. She was being crazy, but there was something about this panther, something sentient. She closed the screen behind them, pausing to see if it was okay that she had done so.

She’d been content to leave it open for him, but now that he was here and inside, she didn’t want anything else finding its way into her home.

Genna dipped her head as she walked to her room at the end of the hall. She sat down on her bed, the moist softly scented air from her shower still lingering with in the confines of her personal space. She watched him move slowly forward.

“I know, I am crazy. I’ve always tended after wounded animals ever since I can remember. But you, you are different. I get the feeling that I am missing something big about you. But the way you protected me, the way you backed down with Jaxson...” she let her thought trail off. She didn’t know what she was trying to say, but it boiled down to him, not being a regular wild animal.
 
The cat padded softly, only a few steps behind, following the woman to her room. She sat down on the bed, and aproached to her feet sitting also. We watched her as she pet his head and spoke to him and no one at the same time.

He wanted to tell her everything. But his mouth just couldnt make the words in this form.

When she climbed acroos the bed and crawled under the covers, Nathanial softly jumped on the soft bed and lay at her feet. He hoped it was ok. He lay down and prepaired to drift off to sleep, his mind working overtime to think of a way to reviel his secret.
 
Genna woke to weight on the bed. She blinked the sleep slowly from her eyes. She had dreamt of wonderful tantalizing dreams. Of a man with golden eyes, who was a lover like no other, and of a large cat that walked beside him in sync with his every move. She stretched as she remembered how they made love in her dreams.

If only reality was so easy.

She slid to sit up, seeing the large cat still sprawled at her feet. He had stayed the night with her. She was slightly impressed, and terrified at the same moment. She was definitely becoming his pet. She crawled out of the bed, towards him and gently ran her hands over his sleek belly, petting him while his eyes were still closed. She wondered if she continued, how much of a purr she could get out of her handsome slightly tame panther.
 
Nathanial slept deeply that night. He rested at the womans feet through out the night. He was still deep in sleep when the woman came awake. He was deep in his dreams when she touched him.

(Nathanial walked hand in hand with Genna along the sea side.... They sat together watching a movie.... He made love to her as a MAN..... She held him, her arms wrapped around his body. She felt so right.....)

Genna rubbed the cats belly listening to the sleeping cats purr. The soft rumble grew loud the slowly began to change to a more "growl/snoring" sound. The soft fur that womans hand ran through grew shorter by the moment and the smooth skin under it took president. In just less than a min, where once laid a large sleeping panther, now lay a yound man. Completely naked his well chisled body lay relealed next to the woman whom he owed his life.
 
Genna looked puzzled as the cats fur seemed to shift and then change into smooth skin under her fingers. She jumped as her mind registered it was no longer a cat she was touching, but a man.

“Oh my god,” she breathed in a soft gasp. This was the man from her dreams. She knew without a doubt, that when he opened his eyes they would be the haunting golden color of her cat. She pulled her hand away from his side, and sat back.

He was gloriously naked, and beautiful.

His body looked like granite encased in a thin covering of skin. She tried not to let her eyes wander, but lord he was magnificent. She scooted off the bed, and pulled the top blanket over his body before gently shaking him awake.
 
Nathanial woke to the woman shaking his side. He stretched his tight musles feeling the blanket slide across his skin..... His SKIN??? Oh shit, how did this happen? He opened his eyes, he was human again and the woman was standing over him.

The look on her face was hard to read. Startled, confused, scared, of course. The one that really caught him off gaurd was the flash of KNOWING and understanding. How was she so calm?

Nathanial looked up at Genna, his bright golden eyes searching her for some clue as to what she would do. He couldnt feel her emotions the same as when he was in cat form. " I ....." he began. But Nathanial had no idea what to say. He still didnt know how his body made the shift. " I uhh.... I'm sorry..... Thank you..... For everything. I should go...."
 
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