Chapter 3

                                    

                                          
Hours passed and I slept soundly. Something about that thing I drank before had exhausted me and I was more weary than I had expected to be. However, my sleep was disturbed quite abruptly when I felt a weight on my chest. Blinking my eyes open, I saw Cheshire sitting on my chest in cat form, kneading his clews in and out of my sweatshirt slowly. He chuckled when he saw I was awake. "Not a heavy sleeper?" he asked.
                          
My eyebrows came together in annoyance. "Get off. I was trying to sleep," I said. I pushed him off and rolled so my back was facing him.
                          
He changed his appearance back to his more human form, sitting on the side of my bed. "You really are cute, and I love it when you complain," he said, clearly intrigued by me. He brushed his tail under my chin experimentally.
                          
I shuddered, feeling ticklish, and sat up to batted it away. "Cut it out," I said.
                          
He tilted his head. "Why? I like the feel of your skin. It's soft." His eyes never left mine as his tail wrapped itself around my ankle. Before I realized what he was doing, Cheshire used his tail to yank me to a lying down position, hovering over me with that stupid smug look on his face.
                          
I frowned at him uneasily. "What are you doing?" I asked.
                          
He continued to smirk. "Exactly what it looks like," he replied. Then he bent forward and started to lick kittenishly along my neck. His tongue was surprisingly soft as it moved up the column of my neck. I pushed on his shoulders and gasp that almost escaped. He chuckled into my neck and bit down gently, determined to get a rise out of me. Feeling a stuttered plea bubbling up my throat, I covered my mouth. Cheshire sat up with a slight frown. "But, I want to hear your voice," he told me. I gave him a teary glare and he smiled evilly. He grabbed both my hands and pinned them beside my head. "Now, you can't cover that gorgeous mouth of yours," he said.
                          
"Let go," I demanded.
                          
His lips quirked up. "No."
                          
As he leaned down again, he kissed down my stomach, lifting my hoodie as he went. I kicked out, trying to wriggle out of his grip. "Cheshire!" I gasped. "Stop-"
                          
He ignored me, licking at my bellybutton playfully and tickling my palms with his fingertips. I dropped my head back on my pillow and squeezed my eyes closed, begging for this to end. Just as I was giving in, like an answer from heaven, the sound of a doorbell rang out through the cave, alerting Cheshire and I to visitors. There was silence as Cheshire looked back at the door with a glower. However, he soon smiled at me with false politeness. "I supposed I should get that," he said. He released my hands and got off the bed, brushing himself off. Right before he left the room, he turned back to me. "Also, you might want to clean your face before going out. It's covered in drool."
                          
I wiped at my cheeks vigorously. "Who's fault is that?" I snapped as I threw a pillow at him. He laughed and easily avoided it as he shut the door behind him. I glared at the door, furious, and violated, and wishing I had just woken in my own bed to find I was home again. Not to some cat with an overactive sex drive. With a muttered curse, I went into the bathroom. I cleaned my face up and changed into some clothes Cheshire had left on the bed the evening before.
                          
With an already annoyed mood to start my day, I left my room and entered the living room where Rab was seated on the couch arguing with Cheshire. "It's a simple question," Rab was saying. "Have you or haven't you?"
                          
"Why do you ask? Do you like him or something?" Cheshire replied nonchalantly, picking at a muffin with little interest.
                          
"That's not my point," Rab said. He sighed. "I knew it was a bad idea to have him stay with you. You just can't obey the rules. You're going to get him killed!"