Our House Cat Loves Churu
The sunny weekday afternoon found me hard at work as usual. I'd just wrapped up a project successfully, so there weren't any urgent tasks, but as company employees we still had to keep the wheels turning—brainstorming ideas for the next project or supporting other departments. Work felt a bit more relaxed than usual, yet it was still exhausting.
"Haaah... maybe I should clear my head a bit..."
I let out a long yawn, pulled a pack of cigarettes from my jacket pocket, and headed for the stairs. Our department was close to the rooftop, so I often used the stairs to get some exercise and wake myself up. When I opened the rooftop door, sunlight hit me square in the eyes. Squinting, I made my way to the smoking area in the corner.
I lit a cigarette and sat on the flower bed in the smoking zone, puffing away. The sound of the rooftop door opening reached my ears. I glanced over and saw Section Chief Ha Eun-ju carrying something as she stepped onto the roof. She walked toward the opposite side of the smoking area.
"What's she up to...?"
I stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray and followed her. She headed for the small vegetable garden on one side of the roof. The building's security guard had gotten permission from the company to set it up; he grew cherry tomatoes and strawberries there and sometimes shared them with the staff.
Ha Eun-ju crouched down in the garden, fiddling with something. "Don't tell me she's stealing vegetables...?"
I crept closer and peered over her shoulder. Something small was moving beyond her crouched form. It was a cat—two of them, actually, still a bit small, not yet full-grown. Cats on the rooftop of a high-rise? What was going on?
"Are those cats?"
"Eek!!! Oh... it's Assistant Manager Kang. Make some noise when you walk! You scared me half to death."
Ha Eun-ju jumped in surprise and turned around, clutching her chest as she spoke.
"Ah, the department head's relative asked him to watch them for a bit. Since no one was home, he brought them along. He hadn't fed them yet, so I was giving them something."
The tiny kittens squirmed at her feet. She scooped a little cat food into a bowl and set it on the ground. The cats waddled over and began eating.
"Hehe... tasty?"
She smiled and stroked their backs.
"You like cats, Chief?"
"I like most animals. They're cute. Don't you like cats, Assistant Manager Kang?"
"I think they're cute, but raising them seems like too much work."
"Same here... I'd like to, but pets need so much care."
The contrast between her strict work persona and the goofy smile she wore while petting the cats was pretty amusing. I crouched down beside her and stroked the black kitten. It glanced at my hand for a moment before going back to its food.
"Wow... they're not scared of people at all. What are their names?"
"The black one's Kami, and the yellow one's Shuri."
Kami finished the food. There hadn't been much, but for such a small body it was quite a portion—yet it had cleaned the bowl completely. Then it started rubbing its head against the hand that had been petting it.
"Kyaa! Look at that, it's being affectionate with you. So cute."
After fussing over my hand for a while, Kami slipped away and began weaving between Ha Eun-ju's crouched legs, rubbing against her feet and acting spoiled. I felt oddly like the cat had been stolen from me. Ha Eun-ju was already looking at me with a smug expression, laughing. I gave an awkward smile and stood up, stretching my back. As I did, I happened to glance down and clearly saw the panty line etched on her backside. The office skirt, stretched tight from her crouched position, revealed her underwear in perfect detail.
"Ah! Ahem!"
I quickly turned away and stared into the distance.
"Ah... well... I'll just head back to work, then."
I spoke like a glitching robot, fidgeting. Still crouched, she looked back at me.
"Leaving already? We don't have much to do anyway, so why not stay a little longer?"
"Ah... no... it's just... I'm supporting another department, and if I finish soon I can wrap it up today..."
"Really? Boring... Well, work hard."
I hurried through the rooftop door and down the stairs. My eyes kept trying to drift back to her panty line; if I'd stayed any longer I would've embarrassed myself. I shoved my hands in my pockets and adjusted myself so the not-quite-fully-erect thing wouldn't be obvious to anyone else.
Time passed, and before I knew it, quitting time arrived. I'd finished my work within hours, so I got ready to leave. The other staff in our department had also been handling support or brainstorming, so no one was working overtime. I put on my jacket and stood in front of the elevator. Just then, someone approached from the side. It was the department head, carrying a cat carrier.
"Assistant Manager Kang! Good work today."
"Ah, thank you, sir. You too."
Kami, inside the carrier, spotted me and meowed. I smiled faintly and waved.
"Oh, I heard you helped look after them too? Thanks."
"Not at all... They were just so cute."
"Ah, right! I had something for you, Assistant Manager Kang. Got a minute?"
We took the elevator down to the underground parking garage. Once there, the department head pressed the car remote in his pocket. A stylish car in the corner beeped in response. I didn't know much about cars, but even to my eyes it looked impressive. He opened the passenger door, placed the carrier on the seat, then opened the back door and pulled out a luxurious shopping bag, handing it to me.
"Sir...? What's this...?"
"Chocolate. Thanks for the other day. I bought some high-end stuff—two boxes in there, so enjoy them over time."
"Sir, something this expensive, and two of them..."
"Just take it. It's a personal thank-you for the favor you did me."
It felt a bit like a shady transaction, and guilt pricked at me. Still, since it was in return for finding the yokai brothel last time, I accepted. Shopping bag in hand, I stepped out into a street bathed in sunset glow.
I took a taxi home, set the bag down in the entryway, and it promptly toppled over. Two boxes of premium chocolate spilled out. Even so, it was a lot. I wasn't particularly fond of chocolate, but I didn't eat it often either, so two boxes were too much for one person. Then an idea flashed through my mind. I took one box out, placed it on the dining table, put the other back in the bag, and left the house without even changing out of my suit.
Carrying the shopping bag, I walked toward the yokai brothel street near my place. The sun had nearly set and it was getting dark, but this area was brightly lit by streetlights. Walking a little farther in, I spotted the wooden bench where Nago always sat. Sure enough, she was perched there alone, her two tails swaying as she enjoyed the night air. I approached and greeted her. At first she looked annoyed, but when she saw me her expression brightened.
"Ah!! Oppa! It's been a while!! You didn't forget about me, did you? I was lonely."
"Haha... sorry. Work's been busy lately..."
Nago watched me smile awkwardly, her face a mix of sulky and playful.
"By the way, did that thing with your department head last time go well?"
"Ah, that."
I handed her the shopping bag I was carrying. She gave me a puzzled look, took it, and peered inside.
"It's chocolate. The boss gave me two boxes as thanks for the other day, so I thought I'd bring one to you, Nago..."
Wait—mid-sentence I felt something was wrong. I remembered chocolate was toxic to cats. Since Nago was a nekomata, a cat yokai, maybe she couldn't eat it either? If so, this was a huge faux pas.
"Ah... I mean..."
Just then Nago turned to me with a grin.
"Hehe, don't worry. I love chocolate. It's fine if I eat it."
Ah, my face must've given everything away. Ever since I first met her, Nago seemed like an expert at reading people's expressions and hearts.
"Ah, really...? I heard cats can't eat chocolate..."
"No!! I'm a nekomata!! Not a cat."
Nago puffed out her cheeks and grumbled. Then she patted the spot beside her on the bench and told me to sit. I quietly took a seat next to her. She pulled the box from the bag and began tearing open the packaging with her small, slender hands, though the tape at the edge seemed hard to remove.
"Ah, wait, I should have a box cutter..."
I said it, but I'd left my briefcase at home. As I flustered, Nago snorted a laugh and raised her index finger. Suddenly her fingernail sharpened and extended. She deftly sliced the tape with the pointed nail and turned to me with a smug look.
"Wow!! This looks delicious!"
She opened the box lid and marveled at the contents. Inside were beautifully shaped chocolates packed full. Nago picked one up with her fingers, popped it in her mouth, and mumbled while chewing.
"Ah, it's good!! This is nice. Here, you too, oppa—ah~"
She brought another piece toward my mouth.
"No, I'm good. You eat them all, Nago."
"Come on! Just try one here."
She forced the chocolate into my mouth despite my refusal. A sweet and slightly bitter taste spread across my tongue. The chocolate rolled on my tongue, slowly melting and filling my mouth with a sticky, rich texture. It wasn't unpleasant.
"Tasty, right?"
"Ah... yeah... it's good... Oh, right... thank you for helping the other day."
Remembering the original purpose of the chocolate gift, I expressed my gratitude. Nago chewed thoughtfully, her tails swaying, then spoke after a moment.
"I've been thinking... you're a really kind person, oppa."
"Huh...? What do you mean?"
"I mean, just saying thanks for the help last time would've been enough, but you even brought chocolate, went looking for a book because I told you to guess what kind of yokai I am... and just now, hesitating before giving me the chocolate—that was you thinking about me, wasn't it?"
It was just my habit of overthinking, but Nago seemed to find it kind. I looked down at her. A trace of loneliness shadowed her face.
"Actually, when I first became a nekomata a long time ago... my cat friends turned their backs on me. The owner who used to keep me didn't recognize me either and kicked me out, so I lived on the streets... Plus, back then it was still the early days of humans and yokai coexisting, so there were a lot of hardships... It's all so long ago now that the owner and those cat friends are probably gone, but the memories and the scars on my heart remain. Still, I'm not lonely anymore... I even met a kind oppa like you."
I hadn't expected such a heavy story. Her lonely feelings seemed to reach me too. I didn't know what to do in moments like this. Slowly, I brought my hand to her head. As it neared, Nago leaned in and placed her head under my palm. I stroked her hair just like that. Every time I did, her ears twitched. Could this be comforting...? Just then, a stray cat appeared from somewhere and approached Nago, rubbing its head against her legs. She looked down and stroked the stray. After petting it for a while, she suddenly looked at me and said,
"Come to think of it, did you know? One of the ingredients in chocolate has an aphrodisiac effect."
"What...? What do you mean..."
As I flustered at the sudden question, Nago quickly grabbed my tie and pulled my face close. Then she whispered in my ear.
"I might be getting turned on right now..."
The rich scent of chocolate wafted from her mouth. I felt myself getting excited too. Soon Nago took my hand, stood up from the bench, and led me into the shop. I followed, pulled along by her hand.
The shop lobby was quite spacious. In one corner sat a sofa, a coffee machine, and some snacks. The place smelled of roses, probably from an air freshener. "Wait here for a bit, I'll go get ready!" Nago disappeared into the waiting room. Just then, someone emerged from the room behind the counter. She had a pretty face, fair skin, long white hair, fluffy fox ears, and—since she wasn't yet a full gumiho—only three tails. A fox yokai.
"Welcome~"
"Ah, well... Nago asked me to..."
"Oh, so Nago unni brought you! Then would you like to request her?"
The fox yokai opened a booklet. Just then the waiting room door burst open and Nago poked her head out, shouting,
"He's my customer!! Don't steal him!!"
"Oh my?"
After yelling that, Nago ducked back inside and slammed the door shut. The fox yokai looked at me with a surprised expression.
"Oppa, you're pretty impressive, huh? Nago unni's actually going to take you herself."
"Huh...? What do you mean...?"
The fox yokai snorted at my question, rested her elbows on the counter, propped her chin on her hands, and gazed at the bench visible through the shop's glass door as she spoke.
"Nago unni... she's always sitting out there doing the soliciting, but she rarely takes customers herself. Usually she just sends people inside so they request someone else."
The fox yokai leaned back in her chair, poured herself some water from the purifier nearby, took a sip, and continued.
"Anyway, Nago unni personally taking someone is really special."
The waiting room door flew open again and Nago came out with an eco bag slung over one shoulder. She linked arms with me, went to the counter to get a key card, and headed for the elevator. Her expression was completely different from when we'd been talking outside—she looked incredibly happy. She smiled brightly, showing her pointed fangs. Like a girl on her first date with someone she liked...
A little later, I finished showering first and sat on the bed waiting for Nago. The bathroom door opened, and the usual mysterious, sensual mist billowed out. Through the haze, the silhouette of a petite woman with cat ears appeared. As the mist cleared, Nago's figure emerged. The red, sexy lace lingerie she wore strangely suited her black hair, and her two black tails swayed alluringly above her hips. In her hands were gloves shaped like cat paws. Cat paws...? Did she really need to wear those...? Just as I was thinking that, Nago slightly stuck out her rear, brought her gloved hands up near her face, and made fists.
"M-meow..."
Nago blushed, looking embarrassed. The pose she struck while shy was incredibly cute. Her tails swayed as she acted coy, just like a real cat begging for attention. Then she walked seductively over and climbed onto the bed. On all fours, she slowly crawled toward me. Without thinking, I placed my hand on her head. She came closer, buried her face in my chest, and started rubbing against me. I ran my hand along her long black hair, stroking her. My hand slid down her back and soon I was stroking her waist the way one would pet a cat.
"Hyang!"
Shuk! Startled by the sudden touch, she instinctively swung her hand at my face. Thankfully, the cat-paw gloves meant I wasn't hurt. Remembering the claws that had come out earlier when she cut the box tape, a chill ran down my spine. She looked at me apologetically. Slowly, she sat up and cupped my face with both hands. Thanks to the gloves there was no wound, but my cheek still stung a little. Then she began licking the sore spot bit by bit. It felt more like a puppy than a cat. The goosebumps all over my body gradually subsided, and a comfortable feeling started to settle in. Her slightly moist tongue swept across my cheek. I wrapped my right arm around her and used my left hand to stroke her waist again like before. This time she didn't startle and accepted my touch. Slowly lowering my left hand, I patted her bottom. Her two tails each twitched, expressing her excitement.
"Huuung..."
Nago let out a pleased nasal sound and licked my cheek. Her tail brushed lightly against the hand that had been patting her rear. The soft fur tickled the back of my hand. I began carefully pulling down her panties while my other hand unhooked her bra. Her soft bottom and perky breasts came into view. Her figure was quite sensual. Despite her small frame, her moderately full breasts and nicely firm rear added a touch of mature allure to her youthful appearance. She slowly lowered her face toward my lower body, then untied the robe I was wearing and licked my hardened member with her tongue. The slightly rough texture of her tongue tickled my glans. The precum that had beaded at my urethra disappeared onto her tongue. She looked just like a cute cat happily licking churu.
"Haup!!"
Nago took my glans into her mouth in one go. Her warm, moist mouth enveloped my shaft. With her eyes gently closed, she raised her soft rear and sucked on my length as if it were delicious. Every time she moved her neck, her tails swayed in rhythm.
"Chururup, haa..."
Her mouth left my shaft, leaving a transparent bridge of saliva connecting my glans to her tongue. Her warm breath stimulated me further. She placed her gloved hands on my shoulders and climbed up my body, then hooked her arms around my neck and began moving her hips, searching for the tip of my shaft. I took hold of myself with one hand in place of her gloved ones and aligned it with her entrance. A moist, elastic sensation touched the tip of my glans. Her arousal fluid trickled down from there. Already this wet...? Sensing the touch of my glans, she lowered her hips. With a squelching sound, a warm sensation spread along my length.
"Hyaaang!!"
A lewd yet cute moan escaped Nago's lips. Soon she began rocking her hips on top of me, turning her head toward me. I half-closed my eyes and pressed my lips to hers. "Huum..." Our light kiss gradually turned into passionate tongue play as we held each other tightly and explored each other's mouths. It didn't matter that her mouth had just been licking my shaft. Right now, all I sought was pleasure, and all I saw was her. She too, in this moment, was earnestly rocking her hips for me and for her own pleasure.
"Ah!! Huut!! Haaang!!"
Chup chup chup. Lewd sounds echoed from our lower bodies every time she moved her hips vigorously. Ugh... the stimulation... Her erotic voice and the squelching sounds excited me even more. I grabbed her rear with both hands and shook it up and down forcefully, strongly stimulating her deepest parts.
"Uang?!! Nyaaaa!!"
Her eyes widened as she couldn't hold back the intensified stimulation and let out a cat-like sound. But I paid no mind and kept shaking her rear wildly. I could feel her innermost part—her cervix—touching my glans.
"Nyaaaa!! Not there!!!"
Nago curled up, burying her face in my chest and breathing roughly. Her breath gradually warmed my chest.
"Eut!!"
"Nyaaaaaaaang!!!"
Unable to hold back any longer, I thrust her down deeply and poured my semen into her depths in thick spurts. Curled up until then, she straightened her back, lifted her head, and reached her climax.
"Haa... haa..."
Nago hung her head, breathing heavily. Her rear was still pressed against my thighs, and my penis was still inside her. She trembled slightly, pressed her ear to my chest, and looked up at me.
"Hehe, that felt amazing..."
Then, as if her legs had regained strength, she slowly stood up. My shaft slipped out of her body, and the semen trapped inside trickled out.
"We can do it one more time, right?"
Nago winked at me, turned around, got on all fours with her rear raised, and proudly presented it to me in a cat pose. Her two tails swayed in rhythm with her gently rocking hips. Between her legs, my remaining semen mixed with her sticky fluids and flowed out. Her cat ears twitched cutely, as if expecting something. It was too perfect a temptation. My shaft responded passionately to her allure. Revived and rock-hard again, I grabbed myself and lunged at her.
"Nyaaaaang!!!"
I pressed my lower body against her rear and shook it wildly. Startled by my sudden rough thrust, her spine jolted. But soon she accepted my vigorous movements and began enjoying it, her tails twisting. We were like a pair of beasts. After our beastly sex ended, I sat on the bed resting. Nago lay with her head on my thigh, acting spoiled. Evidence of our animalistic mating slowly leaked from between her legs. I stroked her ears and hair.
"Scratch my belly too."
She took one of my hands and placed it on her stomach. I chuckled and scratched her belly. She let out a purring sound and smiled contentedly, rolling around on my thigh.
"Nago, sometimes you seem more like a dog... like when you licked my cheek earlier... Cats usually don't like their bellies touched much."
"C-cats lick too! And I'm neither a cat nor a dog!"
Nago threw a cute tantrum, flailing about. Then, looking embarrassed, she blushed, suddenly stood up, and started rummaging through her eco bag.
"Fine!! I'm smoking. You smoke too, right, mister? Let's smoke together."
"Ah... you smoke too, Nago?"
I got up, took a cigarette from the pack in my suit jacket hanging on the rack, and put one in my mouth. When I turned back to the bed, I saw what Nago had pulled from her bag. A smoking pipe. Not the long museum kind, but still, it was my first time seeing someone actually use one. Nago was filling the pipe with tobacco. I put the cigarette in my mouth, leaned back on the bed, and lay down. Just as I was about to light it with my lighter, Nago held out a lit match, lit mine for me, then lit her own pipe and shook the match out with a flick.
"That doesn't suit you, Nago... I've never seen anyone smoke one of those before..."
"W-well! I've been smoking it since the old days, so I'm used to it!!"
Smoking a pipe since the old days... "I was wondering earlier too, but just how old are you?"
"It's rude to ask a lady's age!! Still, you weren't even born yet when I was smoking pipes, so don't worry!! It's just... when I first became a nekomata, it looked interesting, so I saved up and bought one..."
Her flushed face and mumbled explanation were too cute. Like me, she leaned back, exhaled smoke, and said,
"Come visit sometimes. You don't have to have sex, just come chat with me..."
"Hm...? After enjoying it so much today, you'd really be fine with just chatting and no sex?"
"No!! Doing it is good too!!! I just mean... you don't have to if you don't want to."
Her reactions were fun to tease.
"Anyway... thanks for today. The chocolate too... You're pretty good at this, oppa."
"Aren't you older than me? Is it okay to call you oppa?"
"No, I mean!!! Just get it!! Geez!"
She grabbed her pipe, suddenly stood up, filled the coffee pot in the room with water, and pressed the button. Then she turned to me with a cute smile.
"They say you can melt this chocolate in hot water too. I brought milk, so let's have a cup each."
The warm hot chocolate in her hands gave off a sweet aroma that tickled my nose. Nago sipped her hot chocolate and leaned against my shoulder. The scent of chocolate filling the room seemed to warm even my heart.