"The Poet's Cat"
Part 4
by Breyll & Vagabond
~ Viggo ~
It felt like the floor was dropping away under me, when I
pressed my back against the door and slowly slid down till my hands touched
the floor. Hard, real floor, yes, exactly.
There really was no reason to be surprised, I thought. Strange, dreamy people
had things like that happening to them sooner or later. Probably, the final
splitting up with Sean had just been too much and I had lost my mind.
Yes, that was what must have happened. I mean, it was just impossible, that
Orli really... that the cat... oh god, Orli was... suddenly he had... he now
was... oh god, oh god, oh... "You love me?"
~ Orli ~
Cold fear gripped my heart when I saw Viggo sink down to
the floor, an expression of complete shock on his face. Oh fuck, he must be
scared to death. It happens not every day, that a cute little kitten turns
into a naked young man after all. I didn't even wonder why it had happened,
I was just worried about Viggo.
Somehow I found the strength to actually sit up. What a weird picture we must
present, both sitting on the floor in a safe distance to each other, looking
like we had been run over by a truck. Mentally at least. I just wanted to
go over to him, hold him like I had wanted to do such a long time, but I didn't
want to scare him anymore.
Gods, how much I loved him. My human. "I love you, Viggo." I said
it again, just to hear the words, to make it more true, to make him believe
it. "I love you more than anything else in all the world." I pushed
a shaky hand through my hair, realizing with some confusion that it was much
longer then it had been when...
When what? I had no idea when I had last been human. And what had happened
to me to make me a cat. It was frightening and I started to tremble with the
feeling of being utterly lost, not even knowing myself.
~ Viggo ~
I felt myself nod once. I was still staring in bewilderment
at the young man in front of me, who had been a cute little kitten with dark
fur only a minute ago. Suddenly, I began to grin like an idiot. Of course
I was hallucinating. I mean – hey! – a beautiful man was sitting
*naked* in front of me. And he was telling me that he loved me more than anything
else!!!
But I had to admit that it was a rather nice hallucination. It would definitely
keep me happy in the long lonely days inside a padded cell that were to come.
I felt my mouth start to twitch and then my stomach as well, as laughter welt
up in me. But I really felt like crying.
And then tears ran down my cheeks like rivers. Oh great. How I hated being
so tearful. 'Pull yourself together!' I told myself and tried to breathe slowly
and evenly. 'It's just a little breakdown, it will be over soon... okay...
I hate Sean... I hate Sean... breath... just ignore all the strange stuff...
there is no naked man... there is no naked...'
~ Orli ~
I watched Viggo start to tremble, then laugh and then cry
like there was no tomorrow and his mind had blown to a million pieces. Rats.
I just wanted to be held and comforted, but that would have to wait. He was
much more important. My beautiful, gentle, sweet... Stop that, I sternly told
myself. You can swoon over him, when he is rational again.
I managed to get up and moved over to him. He was hiding his face against
his drawn up knees and was shaking uncontrollably. My poor beloved Viggo.
It must have been so hard for him to send Sean away. And he had done it because
he loved me! I knelt down next to him and wrapped my arms around him, to comfort
him. He immediately went completely still. Not even drawing breath, he slowly
raised his head to look at me again, his eyes impossibly wide.
"You are real." he whispered, completely dumbfounded. I couldn't
help but smile. "Actually, yes, I'm real." I said and poked him
in the rips to make him believe me. He gave a surprised yelp, but he was not
crying anymore. He was so... cute.
~ Viggo ~
His eyes... Yes, this were Orli's eyes. The unbelievably
chocolate brown eyes of my 'little kitten', now worriedly gazing at me from
the face of a young man. He was real. I could touch him and he wouldn't disappear
into thin air.
Timidly I caressed his soft hair, touched his cheek with my fingertips and
ran them along his high cheekbones. Oh god, he was incredibly beautiful. A
wonderful dream, that came true.
With a stunned smile I took him into my arms and gently caressed him, almost
like I always did with Orli, and he purred happily and pressed his lean body
against me. It was so familiar and I felt fear and confusion fall from me.
"But how... why did this happen? Who are you?" I finally managed
to ask.
~ Orli ~
This was what I had secretly wished for, ever since Viggo
had picked me up on the beach and carried me into the safety of his little
house. - To be held by him and to hold him. To see in his eyes that he did
not just see the cute furball, but something more. Something he could love
in every sense of the word.
"I don't know." I whispered into his ear, nudging it softly. "I
don't remember what happened to me. I just knew all along, that I was really
human. But it didn't matter. As long as I could be with you..."
He was shivering in my arms and I felt his hand move over my naked back, caressing
like he was stroking me in my cat form. There was a slight tremble in his
fingertips and I snuggled even closer to him.
My body had very distinct thoughts on what he wanted right now, but there
were so many things I wanted to tell Viggo. And he certainly would mind if
I... Before I could catch myself, I was nibbling on his earlobe and heard
him sharply draw breath.
~ Viggo ~
Okay, now *that* definitely was different!
Normally I would have laughed and tugged Orli's ear, if he had nibbled my
ear like that. But the fact, that it was not a wet nose and long whiskers
tickling me, but a soft gently mouth caressing me, sent shivers of disturbing
excitement down my spine. I was having a very hard time not to think of all
the places of this very human body I would like to *tug*.
"You mean..." I croaked hoarsely, "you are cursed or something
like that?"
Absentmindedly I stroked his back like I always did, beginning at his neck,
down his spine down to his.... Oh, god, oh god... "I'm sorry, I didn't
want to... I... I..." This really was very, very confusing!
I snatched my hands back and carefully pushed Orli from my lap. "We should
find something for you to wear. And then we should consider what we are going
to do now. Hm... do you remember anything before you... erhm... turned into
a cat?"
~ Orli ~
Rats! I should have known he would feel crowded by too much
attention at once. But it had felt so damn good to feel his gentle fingers
on my naked skin. I craved more of this, but I would have to be patient. At
least, I knew that he liked men. Given some time, I was rather sure I could
charm him.
So I allowed him to separate from me and flashed him my most dazzling smile.
He just looked good enough to eat. And those hands. So gentle, so knowing.
I kept wondering what else he was able to do with them except caress me into
sleep.
What was it that he had asked? Clothes. Right. Tight jeans and even tighter
shirts, showing off a body toned to perfection. And heavy boots. Now where
had that thought come from? I suddenly had a picture of myself before my inner
eye and damn did I look good...
"I just remember bits and pieces." I said, suddenly feeling uncertain.
"Like what kind of stuff I used to wear. I..." I shrugged, the gesture
unfamiliar and strange. "Can I stay with you?" I asked, a pleading
tone entering my voice. What if he just pushed me out the door now? What if
he didn't want a human disturbing his solitude? What if he thought I was...
whatever...
-Viggo-
If he could stay? I must have looked at him in bewilderment.
I would rather loose my left ear than him. But what reason did he have to
stay with me? Now that he was a human again. And blessed with the beauty of
a god.
"You can stay as long as you wish, Orli. But surely you want to go back
to your family, when you remember your former life." 'And to the woman
or man you love' I sadly added in my thoughts.
"But I would love to have you as my guest for as long as you want. And
I do think you like it here, don't you?" I said, grinning a bit embarrassed.
Orli's white teeth showed, when he returned my smile. I felt wonderfully dizzy
with that sight.
Strange, that suddenly it just needed this dazzling smile and deep brown eyes
to make my heart forget the name 'Sean'.
The first rays of the rising sun shone through windows bright and warming.
They seemed like a promise to me. How quickly the end of the world could turn
into a new beginning. Yes, that must be fate.
... a fate, that seemed to be against me - like always – because in
that moment Orli curled up with a single scream of pain and right before my
eyes turned back into a cute little cat I knew well.
*****
~ Orli ~
To say the day had been weird, would be the understatement
of the century. After I had turned back into a cat, I had spent some time
just sitting on the floor staring at my beloved, wonderful, beautiful and
very surprised Viggo in utter frustration. I felt like breaking something.
Or more correctly, ripping something to shreds with my claws. Where was that
stupid 'Sean' when he was needed...
For once, my human caught himself faster then I did. He picked me up, caressed
my ruffled fur gently and murmured soothing words, till I felt the tension
drain from my body. I felt like crying, but I couldn't even do that. So I
hid my head in the crook of his arm, trembling slightly.
He must have known how I felt, because he whispered: "It's alright. If
it happened once, I'm sure you'll turn back again. It's alright, I'll take
care of you." He carried me up to the bedroom and tugged both of us under
the blankets, without bothering to remove his clothes. He held me close to
his warm body and the fact, that we had both not slept this night caught up
with us, when we both drifted into an uneasy sleep.
Strange dreams kept waking me up, but I never could recall what exactly I
had dreamed. But every time, Viggo's closeness lulled me back to sleep. His
regular breathing, the familiar smell of his skin in my nose, the feeling
of his warm hand resting on my back.
I finally woke, when the sun was almost touching the horizon again. When the
fog of sleep let go of me, I knew two things for absolutely sure. I would
never ever leave Viggo. Whatever my previous life might have been. I loved
Viggo and to be with him was all I really desired.
And he had been eerily correct in naming me, because from the depth of my
dreams my real name had appeared: Orlando Bloom.
I sat next to Viggo's head on his pillow and watched him toss and turn in
his sleep, wondering what he was dreaming about. Worry creased his brow and
I started to wonder if it wouldn't be better to wake him with a soft kiss
of wet nose to warm cheek, when the by now almost familiar pain started to
stretch my limbs again.
I managed to jump down to the floor, before the change overtook me.
-Viggo-
I was woken up by a small mewing sound from the floor. For
a moment I had no idea what had happened the previous night and thought the
sound was Orli's reproachful demand to caress him and take him into my bed.
Blinking sleepily, I wondered why it was so dark outside. How long had I slept?
Again that sad sound from the floor. I laughed softly and with another yawn
murmured "Well, come to bed, Orli. I know you need a bit of cuddling."
I reached down to the floor to pick up a small black cat and found my hand
touching a lot of curly black hair instead.
In the blink of an eye I was wide awake. Memory flooded me and my heart began
to beat faster. So it was true. My cat turned into a human at night.
"Oh Orli, I am so happy, you..." was all I managed to say, before
this wonderful young man climbed into my bed with a grin and crawled under
my blanket.
"Yeah, me too." he sighed happily, and snuggled his head below my
chin and his still very naked body against mine. "And now please cuddle
me, I feel horribly flustered."
I opened my mouth several times to say something, but only small strangely
pressed sounds emerged. So I stopped trying to speak and instead complied
with the wishes of my cat.
Satisfied, Orli snuggled even closer against me and started licking my throat
gratefully. I think I said something like "ahh... mpfh".
Orli raised his head and smiled at me. "Just let it happen." he
whispered. "I have wanted to do this for so very long. I love you. 'My
human'..."
For just a moment before our lips met, I could see myself reflected in his
eyes and I knew it was the truth.
"Yes, your human." I answered just as quietly and wrapped my arms
around the warm body above me.
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