Fall In Love With A Feline

Chapter 10

**Abey's POV**

Just right after we stepped outside, I was quick to grab his arm and hide, walking behind him the whole time while being cautious and alert of my surroundings.

I then recognized the old lady who always pets me whenever Kevin brings me outside for the vet visit while being safely carried inside the comforts of his jacket. This lady would always greet him and compliment how good looking he is. She's another person who sees how handsome my Kevin is. 

"Oh my, is she your girlfriend, Kevin?" She asked, leaning her body sideways, peeking at me with a sweet smile.

Without thought, I found myself walking towards her, letting my instinct take until I found myself embracing her and was about to rub my forehead on her face show her my affection despite this old lady standing smaller than me.

Kevin was quick to grab my hand, pulling me back to his side while chuckling nervously. I realized that how surprised this lady was with my sudden action when I was pulled away from her.

"Yes, this is my... erm, girlfriend." He answered shyly before wrapping an arm around my shoulder to keep me in place while introducing me.

"I'm Kevin's girlfriend, auntie." I happily declared.

"I'm sorry if she speaks too casual with you. She grew up out of the uhh... country. Still studying manners." Kevin said.

"No worries. She's a sweet girl. I'm having the feeling like I know her or I've seen her from somewhere. But nonetheless, she looks like she's really happy, Kevin. I'm really happy you finally found a friend." She replied, smiling warmly.

"Girlfriend." I corrected, proud of what I am to him even if I haven't fully grasped the meaning of being one. And I said it with the widest smile which made her chuckle.

After short chitchat with auntie, he then took me to a place where there are a lot of people -- the market.

I could smell all sorts of smell I haven't smelt before, all sorts of sound I could only hear on the TV before. But people are minding their own business. They look at us but then, they would look somewhere else. Some gazes friendly, some were curious, others were dazed while a few were odd in a way I didn't like. And whenever someone looks at me like that and whenever I felt uncomfortable with someone's gaze, Kevin would notice it and always steps up in front of me. All the while, I was either clutching his arm tightly to the point of hugging it.

He would stop when he knew I was too scared. He would stop on his tracks and face me, look down at me then smile gently before kissing the top of my head then whisper, "Everything will be alright. I'm here."

It would always make me calm, somehow. But despite my fear, I could feel that Kevin isn't comfortable as well because I wasn't the only one being looked at.

I now understand that he doesn't like getting attention but I can't blame the people if they look at him... I'd stare at him all day if I could especially now that I can see his whole face and without the glasses.

When he found us a spot to eat, we drifted to our own world. Sitting beside each other, he sweetly feeds me food that I haven't tasted before and drink weird tasting water in the smallest glass I've ever seen, pouring from a green bottle. At first, it stung my throat but as I continued drinking this weird water, I got used to it.

He chuckles with my every reaction with everything I newly experienced and it was genuinely a great moment for me. It was just him and me even if it's been just the two of us ever since. But I'm really happy this time.

It's as if people suddenly disappeared and we're the only ones in this place.

After that long, great meal, he then took me to the park. The sky was dark already but there are still a lot of people, couples to be exact.

I can see the girlfriends holding hands with their person casually, unafraid, smiling sweetly.

Comparing myself to those girls, I was hugging his arm tightly, fearful and hiding.

I observed them to the point that I was starring that Kevin reprimanded me from staring, telling me that looking is okay but staring is rude. But I can't help it.

But after observing those couples, I realized that I'm being too defensive of myself despite no visible threats. I haven't been hurt since Kevin adopted me, why should be afraid now?

Why am I still being afraid when I have him?

After observing more girls around the park, it dawned to me that they have trust in their person, they're confident and only a hand is enough to hold.

I look up at my person who then pointed to an empty bench a few feet away from us, "Let's take a seat there, Abey." He suggested before he looks down at me and smiled.

As we walk, I then loosened my hug on his arm which he had felt. However, I slid my hand upon his hand and held it, like how those girlfriends hold their person's hand.

He held my hand back, fingers intertwining. I look up to him, finding him smiling sweetly. Then, he lifted our hands and laid a soft kiss at the back of mine before kissing the side of my head whispering, "That's it."

I've never held his hand like this but it made me feel protected, that I'm safe with just his hand.

"I'm not letting go," I said, smiling back at him.

"Neither am I, that's a promise," he responded with that ever sweet smile.

That was the first time I felt my knees getting weak as it trembles while my heart beats so fast as if it doesn't get tired of beating fast.

"Hey, is that Kevin? With a girl?" I heard a male's voice just on my far right side. I snapped my head on that direction and saw a couple of guys approaching.

Kevin was quick to pull my hand and I automatically hid behind him. However, his grip on my hand tightened.

"Wah! Look at him, all clean... Wait. Who's your date, pal?" One of the guys asked in a tone I didn't like. He was peeking at me but I glared at him, not liking how he talks to my person. His tone sounded like an insult.

"We're minding our own business here guys. Why don't you mind yours as well." Kevin replied, keeping me behind him.

"Oh, he's talking back now. You're acting tough just because you found a girl to fool? Miss, you know this wimp is a wuss. He's tall and all but that's all he is. He ain't got the balls to even defend himself." One of the guys said, chuckling mockingly at the end.

"Only a wuss would point the blame to others. Those who are brave take the blame despite having nothing to do with it." Kevin responded.

"A thank you would be enough after saving your jobs. You're welcome." He continued, scoffing. "The boss knew it wasn't my fault. Lucky you, I'm on your team."

"You think you're that great, huh?" The other guy steps forward, chest out and glaring while cracking his knuckles.

However, I could feel Kevin's tight grasp on my hand trembles and I knew, I knew he's now aggravated.

"Uglies." I said behind him which these men's attention.

"Excuse me?" The guy responded.

"Everything alright here." Another man then steps forward, wearing all-black clothes with a badge on his chest.I noticed him earlier under a street light with someone who wears the same clothes as him leaning against a car that's painted black and white.

"These uglies are bothering us," I answered.

The man then looked at the guys and step backward from us, chuckling nervously, "What? We're not. We're just talking to our friend here." The other guy answered pointing to Kevin before patting his shoulder

Basing on their reaction, this man just now must be someone they fear.

"I don't know them. They just approached us and started bothering me and my person. Those uglies are calling Kevin names. Kevin saved their jobs but here they are now, bothering us while we're minding our own business. They're ungrateful uglies who don't have anything else fun to do and they don't have girlfriends." I stated. That then man smiled at me after I talked, looking as if he was trying hard not to laugh. He then frown at the guys before telling them to leave.

Then, they tried to defend themselves but Kevin stepped up and said they work together and there were just a misunderstanding but everything is alright and there's nothing to worry.

The guys then left without any word after Kevin's statement. Then, we thanked the man who I learned was police, someone who enforces law and order.

Kevin sighed, shaking his head in frustration after what happened.

I was feeling really happy but it got ruined by those people. I wanted to stay for a bit but he pulled me gently off the path of the bench he pointed at earlier. I knew right then that we needed to leave. However, I stopped, wanting to stay out a bit longer but I did not let go of his hand and pulled him instead which made him stop and turn around.

"Are you not tired yet?" He asked. I quickly shook my head vehemently in response.

"Didn't you see how those guys looked at you?" His brows furrow as he speaks.

I shook my head again, recalling that I was not paying too much attention to where their eyes are but to what they're saying instead.

"You even provoked them, Abey. Instead of just staying quiet behind me, you started mocking them."

"But it's the truth. They're ugly." I retorted.

"Just because you're pretty..." he scoffs. "It doesn't give you the right to mock their appearance."

"Wait. It's not like that. Did you forget they mocked you too? They said you're only tall and that is all. The nerve of them calling you just tall and a wuss when they don't have any idea how ugly they are. And why would Kevin bring a ball? You're not a dog person!" I retorted, exclaiming in the end.

"What ball?" He asked in confusion.

"They said you don't have the balls," I answered, lower lip curling into a pout.

There was a brief silence before he burst out laughing which in turn had me confused. After he had his good laugh to the point of almost tearing up, he explained what they meant by balls. Apparently it's about having courage.

But it really didn't explain why Kevin need the balls for. What's the connection?

He then took off his sweater, pulling it over his head, revealing an almost fitted, black shirt that was underneath the sweater before hanging the sweater's sleeves over my exposed shoulders to cover.

"Hi there." Two human girls who just passed by greeted him, looking at him in a way I hated. As if they saw something good to eat.

"No! I don't want this! Wear this again!" I pulled the sweater off my shoulders and covered him with it and pushed it to his chest.

But suddenly, he cupped both my cheeks, squeezing it while he chuckles and shaking his head at the same time.

"They don't matter. What matters is you getting cold or guys drooling over you. I don't like that." He mutters as he looked straight in my eyes.

His eyes wandered off to my lips but then, his lips found my forehead before whispering, "Maybe it won't hurt to stay out for a bit."

I then embraced him tightly before rubbing my face across his chest like how I used to do to show my affection.

But we didn't stay at the park. He brought me near a pond within the park and we sat at the bench there for a while, admiring the lights of the bridge and the city while my head rests on his shoulder while his arm is around my waist, holding me close. 

After spending some time there, we decided to go home. I was the first one who entered first before  I twirled to face him, only to see him already locking the door behind and was looking at me with that same gentle smile.

"Did you have fun?" He asked.

"Yep! How many times do you have to say it?" I happily stated as I hopped my way back to him before jumping for a hug, lifting me up from the floor with both arms around my waist.

"Love you." He whispered, looking at my lips.

"Love you lots!" I replied and giggled. Then, he gently presses his lips on mine while I tightened my arms around his nape as I respond to him.

His embrace then loosened but his hands glide to my backside until he squeezes gently, pulling me up before he was able to lift me again and I immediately wrap my legs around his waist. He then sat us on the couch, keeping our lips attached as we keep nibbling each other's lips while I now sit on his lap.

I immediately felt that heat again.

I knew I'm ready every time I feel this and whenever I'm going into this state of warmth within my body, it makes me lose control. Especially with how he kisses me, how his lips feel so soft against mine, and how he touches me like every part his hands graze upon felt like burning up especially when our bodies are glued like this.

I love to feel this heat. And I have this undeniable craving inside me, heart beating crazily at the same throbbing within my core, waiting and wanting.

But I'm tired of waiting especially when I'm like this.

"Kevin..." I called out his name in a whisper between the soft kisses. However, his lips left my lips after I called his name out. Those lips now latch on to my cheek, going to my jaw until it found my neck again.

I breathed heavily and loudly with eyes both screwed shut and head c****d back to give him all access to kiss me. Even if it wasn't my lips, there's still pleasure. With his hot breaths and wet kisses, I mewled softly while clutching the hair at the back of his nape.

I couldn't stop that sound from my mouth. Everything seems uncontrollable now.

It feels good to be kissed like this.

Not really sure if it's grooming but hell, this is one hell of a pleasurable cleaning.

His kisses then move to my collar bone and still move down a little more before I felt a hand on my back pulling the dress down, unzipping it along the way.

For the first time, Kevin will be undressing me.

However, before the dress could even go below my chest, he stopped. But he immediately brought his kisses back to my lips until I felt him lift himself from his seat.

With one swift move, I found myself beneath him, laying on the couch as he straddles on top of me.

Another craving grew in me as my hands travel, slipping in under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his smooth muscular skin. From his hard tummy to his sides, finding its way to his broad back then gliding on his chest against. My hands roam freely, feeling the warmth of his skin.

Unknowingly, my legs spread apart as he straddles on top of me but what caught me off guard was when his hips pressed against mine while his hand pulls my thigh up.

I felt that pressure from him, right at that spot between my legs... That definitely felt the best and I mewled again as it presses once more against it.

I loved that feeling.

Both my hands had gained a mind separate from mine as they slide down his hips, clutching the cloth of his jeans, pulling it down so he could press onto me again, so I could feel that sensation once more.

I wanted to feel it again. I want it right at that spot.

But then, Kevin suddenly lifts his lips from mine. My eyes shoot open only to see him looking straight at me with both brows furrowed while breathing heavily.

He just stopped and looked at me, as if he's thinking something through.

"Mate with me," I whispered as I catch my own breath.

"Mate with me, Kevin. I want you." I repeated in the same whisper.

I could see him swallow before biting his lower lip as his gaze traveled back to my lips.

"Kevin?" I called out, asking and hoping.

"Do you not want to mate with me?" I asked but he just stared at me while in deep thought.

Then,

"You have no idea how I want you badly... but..." he whispers, trailing off as he shook his head.

"Abey... they're right..." he continued.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

What could possibly be the reason why he needs to stop?

"I-I'm a wuss." He answered before getting off me.