Do you remember?

Hello, friends, I know it has been a while, but I hope you will like the new chapter.



DTE, I love cats, too, and I have one, so it was great fun for me writing the previous chapter. They are so cute! And Katze, too!



JDragonscribe, he, he, you made my day appreciating so much my idea with the cat. And, of course, I cannot thank you enough for your words.



barrie18, in the AnK fic universe, you\'re my bff. As always, your shrewd mind sees right through me, and my special thanks go to you once more. You taught me a lot of things, especially about how Blondies are and how they talk. Not to mention your thoughtful insight given with so much generosity.



jishe, I was wondering where you disappeared ... I hope you had a great great time at that event, I wish such events take place in my town, too. Nicely put about Riki, he, he, it made me laugh so much. Cupid, huh?



ayaslight, thank you very much for reading my story.





Orant mihi, don\'t be sad if I talk to you last, I just take the reviews and reply to them in the order of posting. I laughed when I read about your father, I keep my fingers crossed so you don\'t get discovered what type of stories you are into. Your words of praise always make me blush. I hope you will enjoy this new chapter, as well.







The dealer was smiling, remembering how Raoul’s cat had climbed into the bed that morning, shooting darts at him, for all the ruckus that had happened in bed that night. Obviously, the red cat had been completely dissatisfied from not being able to sleep in the master bed, because of the action his master and the redhead had been involved in. When the dealer had tried to comb the cat’s fur, the murder promise in amber eyes had made him keep his hands away. “Maybe later, it seems that I have to make friends with you first.”



Now Katze was whistling happy while making himself useful in the kitchen. He had to appreciate Raoul’s great habit of indulging in exquisite foods, neatly placed in porcelain bowls in the refrigerator, however he wanted to cook something just for the fun of serving his lover breakfast in bed. With a finger, he dipped in the honey, and then swirled his tongue seductively around the sweet digit, purring from the pleasure experienced by his taste buds, as he finished his tasks.



When he turned with the tray in his hands, he saw Raoul standing in the kitchen doorway, his eyes bright and clear. Only two quick steps were needed and the Blondie was standing before Katze, taking the tray from his hands, and embracing him passionately. Lips collided in a game of give and take, and Katze felt his lust renewed by Raoul’s bold kisses. He let the invading tongue to take over the inside of his mouth, and he felt like laughing upon hearing Raoul’s surprised comment:



-You taste of honey!

-Of course, silly, I just prepared breakfast and took a little in my mouth.

-Your mouth … Raoul whispered the words, letting them roll on his tongue lustfully, staring shamelessly at Katze’s lips.



Looking at Raoul, Katze felt like laughing with joy. Just out of bed, his hair uncombed, his clothes hanging open in a loose mess, the Blondie looked so human and desirable that the redhead thought he would not mind skipping breakfast and head back to bed for another physical encounter with the man of his dreams. Raoul seemed to be incredibly horny and, when aroused, he seemed to become monosyllabic. Grabbing Katze’s waist, Raoul began pushing him against the kitchen counter, making Katze climb up and encircle his body with his legs when he had no more room to move. With their bodies entwined Raoul began caressing Katze’s skin, not only with his hands, but with his entire being, his needs erupting into beautiful moans. His fingers managed to move Katze’s undies away from the enticing bottom, and searched blindly for the coveted prize. Locking on his target, he pushed past Katze’s tight barrier, and entered in one single move, making Katze gasp from the hurried intrusion and lack of lubricant.



A little angry, the dealer pushed against the Blondie’s chest, forcing him to stop. Confused green eyes raised to meet Katze’s.



-Don’t be like that, Raoul!

-But I need you this instant, the Blondie complained. Besides which, you promised. Lips, that moments before were so wanton, now pouted like a petulant child.

-If you continue, I’m going to get dressed and leave. And this time never come back.



Raoul’s hands flew from Katze’s body as if it had turned to fire. With his eyes cast down, he stepped back.



“Fuck, maybe I did need Riki to help me with this Blondie’s training”, Katze thought, at the same time feeling relieved at Raoul’s compliance to his request.



-Look, Raoul, we need to talk a little. It’s not very complicated, but you need to know a few things.

Slightly agitated, Raoul asked:

-Am I not appealing to you?

-What nonsense are you talking about? Katze questioned, as he gazed dumbfoundedly at Raoul. The kissing part was great, but please show a little consideration for my ass! It’s not like I don’t want you in me, but my ass will be sore! Are you listening?

Raoul began fidgeting nervously from one leg to another.

-Are you going to leave me again?

Katze didn’t know whether to laugh or to shout at Raoul. Finally, he decided. With a chuckle, he said:

-You conceited bastard! Can we talk for a second about me and my ass?



A reluctant Raoul nodded.



-Thank you, Katze added with an exasperated sigh. Now, Raoul, do you remember how I prepared you last night?

-Yes, of course, Raoul admitted plainly.

-Do you know what lubricants are for? Katze was feeling a little ridiculous talking about the obvious.

-Yes, I do, Raoul said with an annoyed huff, I used them on Riki.



A sting suddenly burned inside Katze’s chest. Without thinking, he blurted out:



-Don’t talk about another man in my presence!



It was now Raoul’s turn to smirk.



-You are jealous, he concluded victoriously.



Katze threw him a murderous look and continued:



-I would highly appreciate it if you did that for me, too. And some hot foreplay would be nice, too, you know?

-But I thought sex between lovers should be spontaneous! Raoul said in his defence.



Katze frowned a little. How could Raoul use the word lovers when he still hadn’t declared his own feelings as Katze had last night.



-And what makes you think we’re lovers, Raoul? He asked through gritted teeth.

-I … you said …

-Yes, exactly, I said.



With a nervous gesture, Katze brushed by Raoul, deciding that it would be better to get dressed quickly and out of there, so he could cool off. But strong hands held him in place. Raoul then pulled Katze towards his chest, embracing him tightly, gently kissing Katze’s ear.



-My love, please, don’t go. I beg you. I am drowning when you are not here.



Katze groaned in frustration.



-Damn it Raoul! Is it that hard to say? You Blondies love using complicated words, what about something simple for a change?

Raoul kissed gently Katze’s neck and whispered:

-I love you, Katze.

Warm honey poured into Katze’s heart with Raoul’s soft words. He chided affectionately:

-Now really, how hard was that?



Holding Katze closer, Raoul whispered:



-I am afraid. Can you make my fear go away, Katze?

-I don’t know, Raoul, but I can surely try.



He kissed the man he had grown to love, until their breaths became ragged. Raoul pleaded:



-Katze, please, let me … just, let me, I need you so badly … let me worship your body …



Much to Katze’s surprise, Raoul fell to his knees and began kissing the dealer’s naked stomach, skillfully using his tongue to love the bellybutton that now entranced him so. The redhead moaned loudly.



-Oh, Raoul, please, could you get to the real thing already?

-No, came the reply. I am complying with your request. You are about to receive the foreplay of your life.



Raoul let Katze’s underpants fall to his knees, as he began to plant small kisses everywhere on the pale skin, his tongue discovering the insides of Katze’s thighs, making the man before him writhe in despair.



-Can I change my mind? I don’t need this much foreplay.

Raoul stopped and looked up at Katze with mischief in the now clear eyes.

-Your wish is my command. What do you want me to do next, my love?



Enjoying the invitation to act the master, Katze demanded, while grabbing Raoul’s hair and pushing his face to his crotch:



-Suck me dry. Show me what your wicked lips can do to me.



Raoul obliged, swallowing Katze whole, eating the organ in small thrusts, moaning each time the tip of his lover’s penis hit the back of his throat, sending thrills through Katze’s spine. The redhead did not have to push, as his Blondie lover did all the work for him, and he did it oh so very well. Arching his back, he let his seed flow into Raoul’s soft mouth, as the Blondie swallowed everything, keeping his lips tight around the pulsating organ.



-That was … exquisite, Raoul. But I don’t want to know where you learned this technique.



“Like it’s hard to imagine who’s the deep throat master around this part of the universe”, Katze thought, with an affectionate smirk on his lips.



Now all flushed and softened, he felt Raoul lift and carry him back to the bedroom. The Blondie then took his time to prepare the tight hole with lips, tongue and fingers, until Katze’s head started to spin, finally thrusting in, murmuring apologetically:



-I’m sorry, my love, I need to be inside you right now!



An hour and four orgasms later for Katze, Raoul finally let himself climax within the redhead, completely wasted. After regaining his breath, Katze asked:



-Were you preparing for a marathon, Raoul?



Raoul let his body slide to one side, then reached with his hand to touch Katze’s belly, all covered in cum.



-You seemed to have enjoyed my performance to a great extent.

-You’re one crazy Blondie, do you know that?

-I wanted to last, for you, so you can take pleasure from what I am giving you.

-Well, Katze admitted, letting his head rest on Raoul’s shoulder, you are doing one hell of a great job.



********



-Your eyes are gleaming.



Jupiter’s voice was warm, and her holographic hand touched Raoul’s face in a motherly gesture.



-You are happy, she concluded.

-Yes, mother, I am.

-May I know the root of your happiness? Have you managed to suppress your need for Iason and his mongrel?

-I found something better.



Raoul’s eyes were shining. Katze had told him it was a crazy idea, but the Blondie had insisted so much, that he had even made the redhead swear that they would run away together if a storm developed and threatened them.



-Or, better said, someone better.

-Better than Iason?



Jupiter’s voice was filled with concern.



-Yes, better than Iason.

-Getting involved in a new affair with another Blondie wouldn’t be wise for your mental stablility, Raoul. You know that I will not stop you, like before but…



Daring to cut Jupiter’s words short, Raoul said in one breath:



-He’s not a Blondie, mother. He is a mongrel.

Jupiter momentarily fell silent.

- Didn’t Iason cause enough trouble? Are you willing to break my heart too? Who is this mongrel you’ve involved yourself with?

-I will not tell you until you promise not to separate us or harm him.

-You are quite daring. I could send you far away from here right this instant, and you will never see him again.

-Don’t you love me, mother? I know Iason is your favorite, but, if he can have his mongrel, why can’t I have mine?

-Of course I love you. But our society has been shaken lately by this insane behaviour, and this news of yours doesn’t help at all. What is that you are asking?

-I want a public ceremony. I want to be officially united with the one I love.



Jupiter pondered for a while.



-Do you realize what you are asking? Others will want this, too.

-I am not Iason, mother. I am not satisfied keeping my love secluded, I want to live freely. Isn’t our society capable of this change?

-Be honest, Raoul. You were never truly a socialite. Why a public ceremony?

-Because I will show my beloved that I am no longer afraid and need to hide. And he will find it hard to leave me, after that, if you give your permission, of course.

-Are you truly that happy with him?

-Yes, mother. I truly am.



Raoul bowed his head and crossed his fingers in a plea.



-Please, mother, help me convince him that my feelings are true! You are the only one I can turn to!



Jupiter looked at Raoul with something resembling affection in her ethereal eyes.



-If it means that much to you, than I will grant your wish.



*****



After Raoul had gone, Jupiter turned back to her pedestal. Delving deep into her own database, she asked vocally:



-Run again the story of Romeo and Juliet.



No one would have ever pegged Jupiter as a sentimentalist.



****



-Are you hearing me, Iason? Raoul and Katze are getting united! With the whole enchilada and shit! Officially!

-Yes, Riki, I know! Do you plan on giving me a headache with all this shouting?

-Why the hell haven’t you thought of this?

-What? You don’t like your ring anymore? You know very well how strong it binds us.

-It’s a fucking cock ring Iason. . .the only one who is binding here is me. . . as a freakin’ pet.



Frowning furiously, Riki slumped into a chair in Iason’s office. Since hearing the news, Iason had pretended to be busy all the time, refusing to comment on the recent events with Riki, until the mongrel decided to take things into his own hands.



-You are such a fucking prick, Iason. It’s not like I’m asking you to do the same thing …

-Are you not? Indeed, I think your actions speak otherwise. Iason stated, pretending to look over some seemingly important documents on his desk.

-Will you do it for me? Riki asked bitterly.



No answer came.



-Yeah, I thought so. Riki concluded and got up from the chair, heading for the door.

-Why is this a problem for you Riki? Iason asked, completely perplexed by Riki’s actions.

-Don’t pretend to be clueless, Iason, it’s not like you, Riki snapped and left the office, slamming the door behind him.