Some Cats Don't Mind Water (atyourdesire)
He'd had his misgivings about agreeing to being another diety's plaything, but he'd already sold the one soul he had, so there was little harm in it. The beach was beautiful, the company moreso. He supposed that was to be expected, she was Venus, after all.
Since Cern had bought him, he'd made a bit of a study of the various pantheons, so he knew exactly who he was dealing with. His hope was that she would be everything she was claimed to be. And he really hoped she didn't mind the cat. He could change, he knew that, but it had been so long since he'd seen any action at all in this form, he would only do it if she asked. But she would have to ask.
He closed his teeth on the string connecting the cups of her bikini top and tugged, snapping it and exposing her breasts. His tongue pressed against the raised flesh.
Since Cern had bought him, he'd made a bit of a study of the various pantheons, so he knew exactly who he was dealing with. His hope was that she would be everything she was claimed to be. And he really hoped she didn't mind the cat. He could change, he knew that, but it had been so long since he'd seen any action at all in this form, he would only do it if she asked. But she would have to ask.
He closed his teeth on the string connecting the cups of her bikini top and tugged, snapping it and exposing her breasts. His tongue pressed against the raised flesh.