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“Mr. Blik, I’m afraid I cannot.”

“Hovis, you airheaded, bumbling bastard! That’s the least that I could EVER ask from you!”

“As your employee, I'd be acting against widely accepted values.”

Mr Blik grunted and growled, tail swishing, frustration beaming inside of him. “Well, it's either that, or acting against my own WISHES! Don’t you realize cats have urges as well? Now get over here and- and-”

Blik paused, regret washing over him from head to toe, realizing there was no way to put what he demanded into words without sounding desperate - at best.

Hovis stared at the cat with most of his usual scowl, inadvertently failing to hide an amused smirk.

"Huh."

But Blik, he goddamn needed that sweet, sweet release. One that Gordon, as much as he treasured him, could most likely never provide. That, that feeling of fullness, that he’d wished for for so long...

Hovis continued to gaze down at Mr Blik, and the utter magnitude - for lack of a better word - of what was being dealt with, slowly began to sink into the cat's conscience. 

"Y-you know what? Forget about it! All of it, none of this, EVER happened, and you’re - you’ll go back to whatever is it that you were doing, understand?” Mr Blik raised his voice in stubborn defiance.

Hovis's eyelids lowered, and one could see his scowl slowly being put away.

"It would not be in your best interest. Mr Blik.”
 
Mr Blik did not respond. He did, indeed, blurt out those words in the heat of the moment, although he wasn't sure how little he meant them. But, even so, how the hell was he even gonna take it from here? The thought of handing away his god-given dignity on a silver platter made him sick. But if it didn't, he would. And oh Lord he would. 

"You said it yourself."

He'd only wished Gordon had somehow switched places with Hovis, the familiarity they both had, joined with those large, sculpted hands of his, toughened up by the endless workload that'd been laid upon him. That large, muscular figure that could crush him at any second. He only wished that Gordon knew what he was doing.

"Hovis, GET OVER HERE!"

As if reading his mind - although the implication was evident - Hovis hopped onto the bed with Blik. The cat gasped, such as the perspective made Hovis seem ever bigger than he should, looming over Blik with his cat belly fully exposed. He fought against his instincts; they almost made him swallow his own words - almost. As strange as it may be, it was as exciting as it was terrifying.

"I'm at your disposal, Mr Blik."

Mr Blik gritted his teeth. "You're goddamn right you are."

As he looked up, he took a clearer look at the human's face. It was wrinkly, cold, not a sight to behold, to say the least. He retreated back to his mind, thinking of Gordon's pretty features instead, but the sight was still there.

Blik looked down. His erection was clearly visible, the tiny, reddish, strawberry-like appendage sticking out, contrasted with his shiny black fur - maybe Hovis wasn't reading his mind after all.

"I suppose you'd want me to warm you up." Hovis's tone was condescending at best.

"...Fine." Blik murmured. "And don't you dare continue to speak of me like that."

Hovis lowered his hand on the cat's belly. He began gently, rubbing Blik's belly in various motions. It was redundant, treating him like a swooned over lover, tenderly massaging the other, strengthening the bond before the act. God damn it, had he not been fawning over such things, he'd slap him.

In a few, short, unnoticed moments, Hovis made his way to the cat's crotch, faintly pinching his miniature feline dick between his index finger and thumb. The spikes adorning it tingled with the enlarged, increased pressure, unlike anything he'd ever experienced before... 

"Oh, that's.... hmmmph."

Blik threw his head back and closed his eyes for however long, before Hovis's breath swept down his crotch, followed by another sensation he'd never felt before. 

Human tongue was strange, quite unlike the rashness of a feline tongue that he had become already acquainted to - it was soft, squishy, wetter, and even a bit bumpy. It twitched and moved around relentlessly, and Blik was feeling every aspect of it, as it pressed and moistened up his cock.

"Oh my goodness gracious, Hovis, can't you declare your intentions beforehand?"

Hovis remained with his tongue pressed and rubbing against Blik's cock, stimulating it from its spikes to the tip, small droplets of pre dripping out. Blik's tail wrapped around and caressed Hovis' head, although unwillingly. It was, just, too-

Blik felt his Hovis's tongue pressed around his tailhole, eliciting a yowl from him, although Hovis did not stop. Blik braced himself to look down; it was exactly as he had expected - his beloved servant, Hovis, rubbing his tongue around the cat's anus, circling around it, pressing against it, pushing against it.

He could not bear to look anymore as he could feel Hovis's tongue entering his asshole. Not even to shout euphemisms or slap Hovis in the face, the feeling, the sensations that spread around his insides, unlike anything he's ever done to himself or had been done to him before, he couldn't bear to lose the opportunity to relish in that during the heat of it all. He pushed back, his hips moving back and forth against the human's tongue.

Hovis pulled away, and Blik softly mewed, his chest heaving and his legs twitching, his anus and crotch area completely soaked with human spit.

Without waiting for any sort of response, Hovis unbuckled and pulled his pants, and it was then that Blik swallowed his own words. The butler's shaft, almost as long as the cat's abdomen, its mere sight made Blik shiver. The cat's legs were inadvertently spread out, as Hovis placed his already hardened cock on top of the cat, pre dripping on his chest fur.

"Seems li-"

"I-Look, I don't want to hear your smug, monotonous voice anymore, just - get it over - Get it over with!"

Blik held back a yelp as Hovis pushed the tip of his enormous cock onto his tailhole. He couldn't - the sight of it, heart-fluttering at best and mind-boggling at worst. His feline instincts kicked in - he pulled his legs together and flipped over on his back, but his body was holstered up by both of Hovis's hands, now pressing and holding his hips, the tip of the man's penis still in position. 

It was clear to Blik that he had no longer a choice on this matter. 

The man sank in. Blik yowled, and grasped the bed-sheets in disdain at himself. The cat could feel his insides wrapping against the man's shaft, which, assisted by the hands grasping his waist, made its way further and deeper into him with a single swift, head-spinning thrust.

He yowled once more as Hovis holstered Blik's hips to slip his cock back and forth inside of him, slowly building up a steady pace. He warmed up to the sensations, finding comfort in them, those sturdy hands of his pressing down on his hips, guiding, pushing and moving them rhythmically. Blik let himself get comfortable, releasing the formerly unnoticed tension in his body.

Mr Blik's could feel his tail being lifted and tugged upward, and his sphincter muscles dragged along, only heightening the sensations which extended, retracted, and twisted from within his bottom’s nerve endings to his head. Small tickles of pleasure spread throughout his body, gradually coming to a halt, as Hovis did so too.

The cat looked back as both hands were placed on his hips once more. He attempted to avoid looking at the man’s face to no avail, as he began to lean foward, spreading his legs, settling neatly into position once more. 

“You said it yourself, Mr Blik.” The soft, never-before heard murmur caused the cat’s ears to twitch with curiosity.

Blik shook his head, and took a deep, shameful breath.

The sound of Hovis’ hips slapping against the cat’s bum echoed across the room, followed by a hiss, expletives, and mewls that sounded of both pleasure and pain. They seemingly went unheard, as the man began to thrust at a pace that Blik could only describe as tenfold. 

Blik could feel the man’s breath stifling down the back of his head, and he unsheathed his claws in response, grasping the bed’s sheets as hard as he could. The small sparks of pleasure grew more intense, growing taut and expectant with each second, before viscerally spreading throughout his body in heavy bursts. His cock squirted out small strands of semen with each wave.

As Hovis remained, he began feeling the palpability of his hindquarters slipping away, and his mind gradually descended from its electrified state, stopping at one of resentment - He could hear Hovis’ voice in a state he’d never heard before. It made him cringe like hell. Had the human not realized it’d done its job already? Fuck. 

He tried to push himself away, but alas, all that workload finally amounted to something, as Hovis could still easily keep the small cat in place as it struggled.

For a brief moment, Mr Blik could feel himself slipping away from the beast’s powerful claws. He tried to escape, but Hovis’s lust was insatiable, and he - quite simply - lied down fully on the bed, smothering the cat in the process as he continued to fuck it relentlessly.

Blik was suddenly splashed with warmth. The larger creature’s warm cum, entering, filling up his insides, as it pressed down on him unforgivably.  He stopped clawing at the sheets, accepting his demise, the thought of Hovis had completely went out of his head by then.

Hovis lifted his weight off of Blik, heaving and gasping at the heat of it all. The man merely slumped over to the side.

And so they lied.