17. Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Winnie

I feel my stomach as I put the wrapper of the taco to the side. I'm full, but I'm not certain what I put into my mouth.

Telke's gaze lingers on me. I don't think the taco is too spicy for me that it sets me on fire, yet...

I'm burning with heat and the fire in my stomach is getting harder and harder to contain.

He grins as he finishes his taco. I think his huge ass will need more food, but he seems satisfied. "Hm... Your cheeks are red. Are you fine? Is this your turn to make me worried about you?"

I roll my eyes. "No. It's just..." I'm not going to tell him that his gaze sets me on fire and his hug seems to linger for longer than it should. "It's just a bit too hot here."

His smirk grows. "Ah, getting hot, huh?"

"It has nothing to do with you, though. They cheap out on the air-conditioning."

"Whatever you want to tell yourself." He stands and picks up the tray. "Regardless, thank you for the tacos. I've been enjoying human food lately."

I let out a breath. It's okay, I can pay for that. That's not a lot of money.

More importantly, is he going to leave just like that? And... We'll head home on our own, just like that?

I don't even know what I'm looking forward to, but...

He picks up my tray too, which looks easy for his four hands. "We'll get out of here, so you won't be smoked."

When he isn't looking, I let out a sigh. He is a nice guy, but at the same time...

He sets the trays in the collection cart and turns around at me. The collection cart is next to the door, so there's no reason or me to remain at the table. I make myself go to the door and join him again, still not knowing what I want from this.

We leave the restaurant together. My cheeks are burning even hotter by now. He is standing a bit too close to my liking. For every other being, he's not standing too close, but for me, he is... a bit too close and... he feels like danger even though I know he isn't going to hurt me.

What's wrong with me?

Why can't I act like a normal being?

We get outside. It is windy at night, so I put my hands in the pocket of my jeans. Telke's hand brushes past my shoulder, which I'm not sure whether he feels it.

He asks, "Are you cold?"

I shake my head. "It's okay."

He gives me his hand. "I can keep you warm."

I tilt my head to the side. "Sounds like an excuse to hold my hand."

He chuckles. "Is it working?"

I reach for his hand. He has a much bigger hand than mine and takes mine in like a glove. His hand is hot, his heat spreads through me.

I have to stand my ground and part way with him in the parking lot, otherwise—

"Winnie, I can drive you home."

"Um... It's okay, I can drive myself home."

"But that's what a male should do."

"Then what are we going to do with my spaceship?"

He blinks, seemingly out of words.

I squeeze his large hand. "It's okay. We're going to see each other again tomorrow at work."

"But..."

"The male only has to drive when it's a date."

He blinks, seemingly trying to come up with something.

Wait... Is this a date according to him?

He says, "I can drive you to the school. This... I hope you don't hate me that much."

But I'm supposed to keep my distance. This isn't going to work. I...

He says, "I can drive you back in mine and I can... Um... Drive you to work tomorrow."

"No thanks. I'm really fine." Except I want to stay with him, but I know I shouldn't get too close to anyone. That isn't even because Telke is bad.

"I know you're fine, I just... Okay, I understand."

I take a breath. "Maybe you can drive me home."

What the fuck am I thinking?

He cups my cheeks in his hands. "Let's get going then."

My heart skips a beat. He walks off, so I follow. It looks like he is very fine, so...

Something about him keeps tugging at me. I don't understand.

The drive to my place isn't long. It takes almost no time before we're at the door. He still has the handsome smile on his face. My heart skips a beat as he waits for me to go inside.

But...

"Um... Have you seen a cat before?"

What am I saying? What's wrong with me?

He blinks. "The animal humans love that has four legs and pointy ears?"

"Yeah, that."

"I have seen a few. But it sounds like you have one behind the door."

"Yes. Have you touched one before?" Oh well, Ossa isn't going to be happy about this.

He shakes his head. "I've been hoping to pat one, but I don't know anyone who has one."

I gesture at the door. "Now that you're here, may as well..."

He blinks. I'm not sure whether this is a good idea. I... I do want to spend more time with him, but at the same time...

He says, "Sure, if you're comfortable with that. See..." He flexes his arms. "I know some think I'm intimidating. It has been that way since... I mean, it would be great if I can meet your cat."

"His name is Ossa." I open the door. "Give me a second to locate him first." I hope Ossa won't end up hurting Telke, he has some sharp claws after all.

"Okay." Telke grins and folds his arms as he waits.

I get into the house. My heart pounds in my chest a bit too strong for me to ignore. My cheeks are burning, and I can only hope he didn't see that.

Why must he mess with me with his existence all the time?

Ossa is on the couch. He watches me with lazy eyes, doesn't seem to see what's coming. He can be a well-behaved cat when he wants to, but cats being cats...

I go to him and stroke him. "Look, my friend is coming. You don't scare him, okay?"

He says nothing. What am I expecting, anyway?

I pour cat food in his bowl. It doesn't take a blink before he is there already. Maybe he has been there the moment I took the bag. "Here you go, don't embarrass me."

He purrs. I'd pretend he agreed.

I head back to the door and open it for Telke. He smiles. "I'm so glad to see you again. Thought there's a chance I'd have to sleep on the floor until tomorrow."

"Come on... If I don't want to see you, I'd just tell you to leave."

"No way. I know you like me a bit too much."

I roll my eyes despite I hate how he seems to be seeing through my thoughts. I can't be that obvious with that. He is the one who always bugs me. It's not my problem. I didn't start this, and I wasn't the one asking him out.

I gesture at my home. "Come in before I kick your ass out."

He chuckles. I kind of love and hate that by now. He comes in. "And twist my arms to get me out? You'll need more hands than two to do that successfully. Oh, right, where do I put my shoes? Outside? By the door?"

"Maybe by the door." Even though I love to arrange books and make sure they are tidy, I'm not much of a tidy person in my own life.

Wait...

When I got in, I only thought of Ossa, but...

I glance at the coffee table with my empty coffee mug, which is fine compared to the steamy romance book I'm reading, which...

Telke arranges his shoes and goes inside. He doesn't seem to be aware, for now.

We get even closer until Ossa is a hand away. Telke squat down to get closer. He is a tall guy, and it may be better for Ossa. A scared cat won't be good for anyone.

I don't think Telke is that scary, but for Ossa, who is far smaller than Telke, it may be better.

Ossa is still at his bowl, seemingly isn't aware of Telke coming in.

"Orange cat, huh?" Telke points at Ossa. "Does he have a name?"

"Yes, he's Ossa."

"Oh... And he lives with you."

"As a pet." Does Telke thinks I'm dating a cat or something? That would be a bit too silly, even though Telke may have never touched a cat before.

"So... Can I pat him? Is he going to be fine about that?"

"Let's just get closer and try."

Ossa, who is the most oblivious one ever when he has food, doesn't even look at us even though we're right next to him. He isn't going to survive outside, in the wild, for sure.

Telke reaches a hand out to Ossa's back. "Like this?"

I stroke Ossa, who doesn't move an inch. "Yes, just do it gently."

Telke strokes Ossa, but Ossa looks up at once. Maybe Telke's hand feels too different from mine.

"What do I do now?" Telke asks.

"Keep stroking."

Except Ossa goes to Telke and starts sniffing.

Telke asks again, "How about now? Does he not want me?"

"Let him smell your hand."

Telke reaches out. Ossa hops onto his hand and climbs up him. "Um... Is this how it is supposed to work?"

"Well... Not really... He will jump on my lap at times, but he has never climbed up me."

Telke stands. Ossa is on his shoulder, reaching to get up to his upper arms. "So... I'd take he likes me?"

I snort a laugh at my own thought. "I guess... He likes you to an extent. Here, slowly come with me."

"Okay... With Ossa on my arm, right?"

"Right, unless he wants to come down."

I lead Telke to... "Here, this is one of Ossa's toys."

I point at the scratching toy. It looks like a tree with a few steps for Ossa to climb onto. There are a few platforms he can sleep on.

Ossa meows and hops off Telke, heading to the scratching pad and stretches.

Telke rubs his hair. "So... He confused me with this thing?" He lifts his arms and puts them into angles like the platforms. "Do I look like a cat toy now?"

I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. "Geez, you are crazy."

"But I'd still think that he likes me a lot."

"I mean... You're lucky he didn't scratch you like he scratches the platform. Here." I go to the stand and point at it. The rougher material that is designed for a cat to scratch has wears and tears on it already. "Imagine this is your shoulder."

He shivers. "Now that doesn't sound interesting. But he can't be that silly to think that I'm the toy. I can move."

"Maybe that's the reason you remained intact."

Ossa is up on the highest platform with his tail dangling to the side. He is looking toward the wall, leaving his back at us. This silly cat must be ready for sleep after he eats.

So...

Telke watches me. His heated gaze sets me on fire. There are tingles running through my blood stream and...

Telke is right here in front of me...

I was the one inviting him over to my place and...

He comes a step closer. "So... After we pat that kitty cat..."

A surge of heat rushes to my cheeks. There seems to be something pulling me to him. "Um... I think I have to make sure you're really doing fine."

"And how are you going to do that? To have to be stripped for you to check out?"

I gasp when he says that out loud. It... It is actually tempting to look at him. I've been wondering what he has been hiding under his clothes. His muscles are... "I can pat you like I pat Ossa."

He chuckles. "If that's what you want."

He leans close and pecks a kiss on my cheeks before I can blink. "I'll bring you into the bedroom."

Before I can say a thing, he picks me up. "Hey!"

"What? It's only nice to help a female, right?"

I roll my eyes at him, but I lean closer to his chest. He is so warm even though his t-shirt separates us. It is tempting to stay in his arms until who knows when.

He goes back to the living room. "So... Where's the bedroom? It will be embarrassing if I go into the bathroom instead."

Sometimes, he acts cute and has a way of melting me from the inside. I point at the door to the bedroom. "Over there."

"Sure." He heads over there, holding me in his arms as if I weigh nothing. No one has done that to me before. Maybe being with a big kot'oll comes with its own benefit.

It doesn't take long before we arrive and get inside. He puts me on the bed. "Here we go!"

I sit up on the bed and am about to say something when I follow his gaze to...

Oh, fuck... Not only do I have a steamy book outside, I have a stack of those by my bedside...

He frowns as he eyes that pile of books. "So... What are these books about? Naked males?"

I stand on the bed and hold his cheeks in my hands, nudging him to look away from my stack of books. I love those books, but he doesn't need to be staring at them.

He smirks. "I wonder... Maybe you've been wanting to get some action with a big guy."

I huff and roll my eyes again. "Stop it, otherwise, I'm kicking your ass out of here."

He hugs me and kisses my shoulder again. With the help of the bed, I'm barely taller than him. But I'm taller than him, that's all that matters.

"Stop looking at the books!"

He chuckles with that handsome face. "Do you have something else for me to look at instead?"

I huff. "We're here so that I can check out on you and make sure you're well. It's not about looking at me."

"Right, right. We are surely doing that. Be warned. Don't be scared looking at me."

"I'm not going to be scared. You can't scare me with your body."

"Are you a nurse now? A doctor?"

I pat his chest. "Shut up and let's get going."

"Fine, fine." He lifts the edge of his t-shirt, revealing his perfectly chiseled abs.

I swallow as I stare at him. I'm not supposed to be...

Fuck... What's wrong with me?

He says, "You're so eager to get me naked."

"It's for the examination."

"Do I look like the muscular males on your book covers?"

My cheeks are burning even hotter now and he is to be blamed. "Shut up about the books!"

I'm not ashamed of reading the books, but I'm not ready to tell him about that just yet, but...

It's too late, he can't unsee those...

He tosses his t-shirt to the chair by my desk. "How's this looking?"

He flexes his arms and... I swallow, my throat burning dry. It has to be the lighting in the room. He looks perfect with those muscles.

It is tempting to stroke him to see how it will feel like, but...

He grins. "Did you say that you're going to pat me like your pat Ossa?"

I roll my eyes at that. "Do you want to be my pet?"

He blinks with a mischievous smirk. I bet I've said something wrong. I put my hand on his chest, regardless. His muscles are throbbing with strength. His heat burns me and... I want to hug him or let him hug me and show me what he can do with that body.

It looks like he is ready to be on the stage of a body-building show. I'm not sure whether he is impressive among kot'olls, but for me, that's pretty impressive.

I feel his abs, only stopping when my hand reaches the band of his pants. "Well... This isn't that bad."

"Hey! Just that? Not that bad? Really?" He turns around and shows me his back. He can be in a textbook for biology. "At least I have to be on par with those males you love to stare at."

"Hey!" I hiss at him and smack his back. "It has nothing to do with the books! I didn't even pick the cover model!"

"But you pick the books. At least you appreciate strong males, no?"

I grunt and regret this whole thing. Maybe I should have farewelled him at the taco restaurant, then... It won't be this embarrassing. The problem is also... I have no idea whether he means what he says, or he is just messing with me.

"Telke..."

"Yeah, what? Impressed?"

"Kind of."

"Ah... Maybe you want my pants off, too."

I suck in a breath with my pussy pulsing with heat. I... I guess...?

Things he can do to me...

Fuck...

My heart races so hard that it can jump out of my throat. There seems to be fire traveling through my bloodstream.

He chuckles. "Are you ready? Or do you rather I keep my trousers on?"

I take a breath to steady myself. "Show me what you got. I think the spaceship hit your waist, and maybe your legs."

"Right, right? You have to make sure everything checks out after all." He takes off his pants and... reveals a huge monster.

His thick cock almost bounces out of his pants, already hard and erect.

I gulp as I stare at it. It is a huge one that matches his body size, and... It's like a nail with the swellings along the side. Hopefully his cock isn't hard like a nail.

He chuckles. "Are you stunned by my cock?"

"Looks like you're so proud of it."

"Alongside the rest of my muscles, yes."

"Well, having the stuff doesn't mean you know how to use it."

"Oh, do you want me to use it?" His cock twitches and seems to grow even larger.

I resist the urge to rub my legs together. This is... Going to be a wild ride...