Gregory Karring sighed lightly; it was just after seven o'clock when he left work at the car. He did the simple job of maintaining the showcased vehicles, but it always made him tired and worn out. He ran a gloved hand through the mess of long, red hair that he never really bothered to cut. Gregor - or "Gregory", as his parents named him - was a tall, strong young man; around 6 feet, and weighing in at about 170 lbs while nineteen years old, he was lean and toned, but not as strong as he preferred to be. His dark green eyes scanned the area as he slung his bag over his shoulder as he turned to a nearby cafe.
"Huh, funny," he muttered, seeing that it was pretty full. Shrugging, he walked in, greeting one of the cashiers as he ordered a coffee and a sandwich. Finding a seat in the corner, he tossed his bag by the chair and sat down tiredly, rubbing his eyes as he patiently waited for his food, unaware of the complication he was about to have . . .
Mayoi hummed quietly to herself as she followed the trail of scent left behind by Gregory. At first she’d been dropped off at Greogory’s residence, but after an hour of waiting had run into Gregory’s neighbor who gave her directions to her new Master’s workplace. Unfortunately for her she’d discover that Gregory had already gone home for the day, when she inquired about him to a man who was closing the place down. Fortunately for her though, the man had also handed her a dirty towel soiled by a few grease stains, it was enough to make any normal person cringe away in distaste, as it reeked of sweat. According to Gregory’s co-worker it was something Gregory had been using during work that day, and with it, Mayoi strolled down the street and towards a crowded café. Tucking the towel away in a small shoulderbag she was carrying. She casually strolled into the café, ignoring the surprised looks she initially got, but showing no sign of caring when people pointed her way and whispered in an unfriendly tone.
5’4” with long black hair that reached her waist, she was dressed rather fashionably despite her status, her light red eyes peering around the room in search of a certain individual. Mayoi could have been mistaken for a school girl were it not for the two furry ears flicking from side to side upon her head and her long black tail that swished rather cutely behind her.
It didn’t take long to find Gregory, regardless of how crowded it was, there couldn’t have been more than a hundred people in the store, and only one of them had the flaming red hair she was looking for. The red hair standing out amongst the sea of Black, brown and blonds. Mayoi reached into her shoulderbag pulling out a photo of a boy several years younger than the one seated before her. She checked for similairites one last time before nodding her head and shoving the photo back as well.
Walking over, she stopped beside the table looking down at the seated man while wearing an arrogant smirk, looking him over to see if he had the right to own her. It wasn’t like she had a choice in the matter but how she treated Gregory at the very least was up to her…. Right?”
He looked nice enough, still stank a bit after a long day of work, but it wasn’t an unpleasant smell, and he made up for it with looks. The only thing left to test regarding his external qualities was how he tasted….
Just as Gregory finally took notice of her and turned his head towards her with a puzzled look, she leaned over, closing her eyes and giving the man a single wet slurp over his neck where she’d seen a few beads of perspiration. Her body swiftly taking a step back to avoid any physical reaction as she licked her lips, tipping her head to the side in thought. “Hmm salty…. But not bad” she mumbled, opening her eyes and looking at her new Master playfully.
Gregory was grateful for the fact that they brought his coffee and food quickly, and took out one of his books to read. Ten minutes later, as he was delved into his book and half of his coffee gone, he barely heard the murmurs of the cafe as a path parted towards him, but he didnt notice anything just yet. However, when a small figure stopped before him, his concentration was finally broken, making him look up to see a young girl looking at him. His eyebrow arched, about to speak before he noticed the ears... and tail. What was a neko doing here?! He tilted his head to the side, when a pink tongue glided over his neck. Gregory froze, feeling an excited shudder run through his body, and stared at her. "What... was that for?!" he exclaimed, his left eye twitching as he waited impatiently for an answer.
“Hmmm?” Mayoi murmured, tipping her head to the side and trying to work out what was meant by the question that was directed at her. A few heads nearby turned to see what all the commotion was about but Mayoi seemed to be either unaware or just not care. Shrugging his question off and jumping onto the seat beside Gregory, bouncing on the cushiony seat for a second before looking at Gregory who didn’t seem too impressed with her lack of response. “Fine, if it matters so much I’ll tell you. I wanted to see what you tasted like” she stated simply, as if she were answering the most obvious question in the world. Ignoring Gregory’s response, she raised her hand and called over a waitress. “Cappuchino, white, extra milk, he’s paying” she stated cheerfully, leaning over and rubbing her shoulder against Gregory’s.
The waitress looked at her strangely, but quickly nodded her head, not wanting to be caught up in the spectacle Mayoi was causing, a woman who’d been sipping her coffee had spilled her glass upon hearing her earlier comment about tasting Gregory, and a few men were looking at her lewdly. The waitress must have figured the two knew eachother, and also concluded that the sooner she got the cappuchino out, the sooner she’d be able steer clear of the duo.
(I'm such a failure >_< I posted, and then forgot to bookmark, kept checking my bookmarks and saw no posts.... >_>)
[[lol, it's okay. By the way, sorry about the small posts. I'm on my phone until tomorrow, so I can't do as much as I'd like.]] Gregory continued to stare at the strange, young neko girl, for more reasons than one. And the answer to his question didn't help matters at all. But when she brazenly jumped beside him and ordered something - while stating that he was paying -, he was in shock, and that was before she rubbed against his shoulder. A lighy flush of scarlet overtook his cheeks, and grimaced at her. "Who are you?! I don't know you," he said, lowering his voice so they wouldn't attract anymore attention. By then, his book had fallen to the floor, forgotten as his mind raced with theories and questions, watching this girl with confusion and curiosity.
Mayoi grinned mischevously when she saw the flush of scarlet, her ears flickering playfully as she leaned in closer, supporting her weight on one hand which she placed on Gregory’s thigh, dangerously close to a certain private region of his body. “I know, we just met” she whispered, resting her head against his shoulder while her tail snuck over and possessively wrapped itself around Gregory’s arm. “It’s not like I’m asking you to treat me to a banquet, just one cup, please?” she begged, rubbing herself up against him as she peered pleadingly upwards into his eyes. Her hand sliding ever so slightly towards his groin, her long slender fingers drumming against the fabric of his jeans.
Gregory was hoping she would lay off, but when she placed a hand onto his inner thigh, he shivered and had to bite down a moan. Never before had there been a woman to touch him, much less down there. A thought ran through his mind, wondering if this possible stray was in heat. He tried ignoring the people that stared, and sighed. "Fine, one cup. But after that, leave me alone," he hissed, frowning grimly as he moved her hand away, but could not budge her tail off.
Mayoi couldn’t help but smile at his innocent reactions. Her expression turning more and more sly with each passing moment, her new master would definietely be fun to corrupt. Normally she’d have been insulted by having her hand pushed away but the flushed skin of Gregory’s face had shown that his reluctance didn’t have anything to do with Mayoi’s appeal. Regardless, she wasn’t about to let him get away with pushing her away, and sniffling quietly, she brought both her hands up to cover her face. Her body trembling as she burst into tears. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you hated me so much, I just wanted to be friends, I was lonely and..... and...” she started weeping loudly, nulling Gregory’s attempt to draw attention away from them as the murmuring started back up again. “I should leave shouldn’t I? I should go kill myself, I don’t deserve to live, I’m worthless. ”
Gregory watched in disbelief as events continued to unfold before him, without his consent. But when she began to cry, Gregory began to stutter and reached out a hand to comfort her, but at the last second, took it back. "Okay okay okay, I'm sorry. You can stay, all right? Just stop crying, please!" he breathed as her capucinno arrived, hoping that would calm her down.
Sniffling a few more times for good measure, she slowly lowered her hands as she heard is panicked voice, her hair covering her eyes for a moment before she looked up.at him, not a single tear on her face as she stuck her tongue out playfully. “Good, cause I tend to stick around for a long~ time” she purred smiling, casually taking the teacup from the waitress and lapping a bit of the frothy milk off with the tip of her tongue. A bit of the white froth spreading onto her upper lip before she turned back to face Gregory, her outburst earlier quite clearly having been an act. “So whatcha doing here? Waiting for a girlfriend? Workmate.... Boyfriend? She mocked, her long silky black tail still remaining snuggly fitted around his arm.
Gregory feevently hoped that the neko would quit crying and causing a commotion now, for he dealt badly with attention and judgement. When she did finally stop, he breathed a sigh of relief, but alas, it was not a moment later when he began to realize that her cries were entirely fake. He was about to call her on it, but Gregory was unfortunately distracted by how her tongue flicked out and gathered some of the white froth, leaving some naughty images in his mind as she asked what he was doing. "Huh? Oh, er... no, I just got off work. I fix and maintain cars every day," he answered, slightly afraid of what she would do next. "And I'm not gay."
Nodding her head after hearing his explanation, she supposed it made sense. There was little point in him hurrying home after all seeing as how he’d lived alone until today. Though that wasn’t the important part, the important part was the neglected topic of his girlfriend. “Oh? So your single, and straight?” she asked smiling cheekily, “And probably a virgin too” she mocked. Ignoring the disapproving stares she was getting from a few of the nearby customers now. It might of been late, but this was just an average cafe, hardly the place to be talking about sexual topics.
“I’m glad you’re not gay, it means we can have a lot of fun together later tonight” she purred, placing the cup down and leaning onto his shoulder again, her hand playfully trailing over his chest as she nuzzled his shoulder with the side of her face. “That is, if you’re man enough” she whispered trying to incite him by challenging him.
He did not understand how he attracted this very cute - if not FORWARD - neko to his spot. Gregory didn't know what to do but blush as she flirted with him, and even tried to anger him by asking about his virginity. "Yes, I am a virgin, for a good reason," he whispered, glancing around. "What the heck do you want with me?" His body shiveres once more as she leaned against him and traced his chest, making him frown. "I'm sorry, but I don't even know you!"
Mayoi looked at him quizzically before smiling, “Of course you don’t know me, we only met a few seconds ago” she giggled, amused by Gregory’s bewilderment, truth be told she didn’t know why she was being so difficult and secretive about her origins, but the way things were going right now was so much more fun that sitting around and introducing herself like it was her first day of school or something. “I want you Gregory Karring” she paused looking around at the other customers before pushing herself upwards, and pecking him on the cheek with her soft lips,her tongue darting out and lapping at the spot she’d kissed before she rested her head on his shoulders again. “And I always get what I want” she whispered seductively, so that only Gregory could hear her.
“I don’t know what good reason you had in mind, but don't you think tonights a good night to lose it dontcha think?” she asked innocently, her hand trailing downwards over his chest, stomach, and then resting over the fabric that covered his manhood.
"What?" he repeated, not knowing what else to say in reply to her words. His body then froze when she said his full name, his eyes going wide as he looked at his bag. It didn't have his name on it! "H-How do you know my name...?" this was getting too weird. Gregory did not think he could blush harder, but when she kissed and licked his cheek, a darker shade of crimson appeared. His hips could not resist jumping and reacting to the hand on his crotch, causing a jolt of pleasure as he looked at her. "I'm waiting... to get married," he breathed. "Who... are you...?"
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