The Cat's Meow
Title: The Cat’s Meow
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Minho/Taemin (2min)
Warnings: body modification (neko), PWP
Word Count: 3,958
Summary: Minho, a poor teenage boy who is forced to live on the streets when his father lost everything, finds something he did not expect on the side of the road. However, you know what they say; one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Just, this treasure has Minho seeing a whole new side of himself that he never knew existed.
A/N: This was a request fic from rinxfallenangel I hope you like it a lot and I hope your friend enjoys it as well! Also, this was beta-ed by the lovely lemoluv22. As for everyone else, I hope you enjoy it too!!
Minho sighed softly as he collapsed on the side of the road, sitting on a curb and staring blankly as cabs flew past him and the sky lit up by bright neon lights instead of the soft glow of stars. His world was turned upside down about half a year ago, but he had learned to accept it…he had no choice really. Because they were pretty wealthy, his father was a terrible gambler, and one day he put everything he loved and worked for on the line for some petty game. And he lost. He lost his home, his wife, his job, his money…eventually he took his own life because of this. Minho lifted his head to look at a particularly large flashing sign that read some brand of drink that claimed, just like the rest, to be better and taste delicious. He rubbed his face and yawned, maybe he would be able to get a free night in a home again.
Despite his situation Minho raised to the occasion; he never cried because that would not help anything. He was forced to grow up, he was only thankful he was already mostly a man before all of this happened. He was always modest and kind hearted; he would help the girls who got harassed at school and save the boys who were going to be beaten up. He helped anyone with their homework and every now and then he would even help out his dad’s business partners with work. He was a smart young man with a good head on his shoulders, or at least that was what every adult tended to tell him. He stood up and brushed some dirt off of his pants. The large duffle bag that he carried around with him everywhere was able to bring some of his clothing from back home, as well as extra food, hygiene necessities, and other various items that were given to him.
Minho put the strap of the bag on his shoulder and began walking down the sidewalk, not paying much attention to the few people who were out this late at night just as they were not paying attention to him. He would have continued to walk with his head down like he normally did but something caught his attention, something he did not normally hear. He froze when he heard a soft meow coming from a dark ally, usually where trash from businesses were kept. He cocked his head to the side; it was unusual for animals to be around in the city, other than rats that is, and this perplexed him. Did the owner abandon him? Did he get lost? Then the meow came again, and this time Minho was certain that the small creature sounded as if he was in pain. Minho instantly felt his heart hurt from the image of a small helpless creature slowly dying by himself. He instantly turned to walk down the alley and looked hard, trying to catch a glimpse of the cat.
“Here kitty, kitty,” Minho coaxed, crouched down in front of the large garbage containers and held out his hand, wanting to persuade the kitty out of hiding, “Come here kitty; I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Minho was a bit confused, he could have sworn he heard soft hiccups, as if a human was crying, but he pushed that thought aside, attempting to focus on the task at hand. He stayed like that for a few minutes but there was still no luck in calling the cat out to him. He sighed heavily and rubbed his face, he could just get up and leave the cat here, and he did try. But nevertheless, the thought still made Minho feel uneasy with guilt so he sat down on the ground, unzipped his duffle bag to break off a piece of bread and hold it out. He would have given the cat fish or at least some type of meat if he had any to give.
“Kitty, are you hungry? Come eat Kitty.” He tried again, holding the food in his hand this time.
Minho was expecting a few things, such as the kitty slowly coming out to eat the bread from where they could have a blossoming friendship and he becomes Minho’s companion for a while. Or, the kitty could hiss and run away, never to be seen again because he has lost his trust, and/or faith, in all humanity. Whatever Minho was expecting, it surely was not this. A small human crawled out from behind the trash can and looked at Minho with large eyes that were partially hidden behind thick honey colored fringe; his hair was past his shoulders in length. Minho could only stare stupidly as the small boy reached out a dainty, pale hand to take the bread and quickly bring it to his mouth to nibble on. If this was a boy, what in the hell meo-, Minho’s thought stopped half way when he noticed cute fluffy ears that resembled a tiger’s. They were black on the tip, slowly becoming more and more orange as they reach the base with a white spot in the center of each and tuff of white fur pointing out. His eyes wandered down his very expensive looking clothes to the tail that was lightly swishing behind him - a deep burnt orange color with black stripes.
This was a Goyangi…a tiger Goyangi. Minho had seen them a few times when his father went to the rich dinner parties, the large corporate owners would have one and even sometimes two Goyangis on their arms, dressed in marvelous clothing. Goyangis were genetically altered people, made to have cat like features, ears and a tail, and cat like personalities. Each one was different than the other, their uniqueness is the main reason they are so expensive. They were created by a man Minho heard little about (he wasn’t paying attention to his father spew about how great this man was at the dinner table). It was Shim something, but that didn’t really matter. He originally created them to be sex companions for those who were single or needed comfort from the loss of a loved one. However the market boomed and soon they became a status symbol for the rich, the more you had the richer you were. The Shim guy saw the potential and made their only real function sex creatures; he wanted to appeal to the older business men, and even women, with his new models.
Minho swallowed hard and reached out to lightly touch the top of the boy’s head, he looked young but that could just be because he was a Goyangi; they are not supposed to show age. The little kitten purred softly and leaned into Minho’s touch, opening his large brown eyes to look at Minho with a soft smile that made his heart skip a beat. They surely were beautiful… Minho suddenly looked around, not noticing the kitty cocking his head to the side and following Minho’s movements - where was his owner? Surely someone wouldn’t throw out a tiger Goyangi, they were much more expensive than the normal house cats, the stripes and bright colors were very difficult to achieve and someone would be out of their mind to get rid of something as cute and wonderful as him. However, there was no trace of a human around and the few people walking by the ally didn’t seem interested with the space. Minho turned back to the Goyangi and sighed softly, unsure of what to do. He couldn’t just leave it here, it would starve! These creatures were not ‘programmed’ to take care of themselves, the Shim guy made them to be completely mindless, and dependent, sex beings. This made Minho feel a bit sorry for the poor thing, knowing that he couldn’t even get food without someone’s help…it was sad.
“What’s your name?” Minho asked, honestly he did not expect the little thing to know human language, however he was surprised.
“Taemin.” He chipped happily, ears perking up a bit and his tail was swishing.
Minho blinked at him then chuckled lightly; he was so cute. “Well Taemin, my name is Minho. Would you like to come with me?” He couldn’t leave the poor thing by itself.
Taemin smiled so brightly his eyes almost closed as he hopped up off the ground, “Yes New Master!”
Minho blinked a bit at the energy coming from Taemin then stood up, picking up his duffle bag, “No, no call me Minho hyung. I’m you hyung.” He couldn’t even think about treating something so human like as an animal, it just did not sit right with Minho.
Taemin looked at Minho for a few moments but then smiled softly, holding onto his arm and leaning his head against his shoulder, “Ok Minho hyung.”
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Minho never once thought that he would be able to become so attached to the Goyangi, Taemin…he was just so cute, so innocent. It had started to make Minho’s blood boil but not because he was angry…he definitely was not angry. Taemin had started to be…a bit too touchy lately. Sure the little cat was always close and feely with Minho, he would hold his hand, his arm, cuddle with him when he slept or beg with those (adorably) big eyes to be carried or held (in which Minho always gave in), however this seemed to become more and more frequent. Taemin now would claim a spot on Minho’s lap whenever he sat down, lay on him every night, and when he was picked up, he had the habit of licking at his neck. It would startle Minho each time and he would blush then walk away quickly, in which Taemin would happily follow him. Minho has no idea why Taemin would do this to him, sure they were sex creatures but certainly Taemin was not one of them, he was so adorable and not sexy at all like some of the other Goyangis. Although…Minho was starting to figure out that underneath Taemin’s cuteness he had this sexy edge that was really starting to test Minho’s self-control. He really didn’t want to have sex with Taemin at first but the more and more the cat acted innocent, then do such blatant sexual acts, the want was quickly changing. Minho was starting to imagine different sexual scenarios with Taemin and this was not good for him. Frequently Minho would wake up very hard and then he would have to hide from Taemin so he could touch himself…to the image of the very cat moaning his name.
It changed when Minho found a good friend of his mother’s home and she ushered Minho and Taemin in, lightly scolding Minho for not coming to her right away but then hugging him and saying he should live there from now on. She then fawned over Taemin and congratulated Minho for having such a wonderful Goyangi and pushed the two of them to a large guest bedroom with an attaching shower, telling them to shower before dinner. Minho sighed softly, admittedly thinking that this was really nice…even though he told himself originally he was not going to take handouts. Taemin was already running around the room to inspect it and Minho smiled at his cuteness, watching him for a few moments. The little cat stopped and looked at Minho, then a large smile broke across his face and he ran to jump straight into Minho’s arms. Minho laughed softly, falling backwards and hugging Taemin.
“Take a shower with me hyung,” Taemin said softly, a little too close to his ear.
Minho shivered, that was not a good idea. “Ahh…Taemin-ah I don’t know…”
Taemin held a bit tighter onto Minho, “Please…”
His voice sounded so dejected, so pathetic…how could Minho say no? “A-alright, let’s go then.”
Taemin squealed a bit in joy then hopped out of Minho’s arm to run into the bathroom while Minho rubbed his face; this was going to be very difficult. He was able to resist Taemin when he had clothing on but he wasn’t too sure about how well he would be able to do this without them. Minho would sigh and grab out some clothes to follow Taemin into the bathroom, placing the fresh pajamas on the counter and looking over to the rather large, walk in shower that could easily accommodate four people comfortably. He swallowed hard when he could see Taemin’s thin frame through the frosted glass, his body already becoming hot and he had to take a few deep breaths to calm down as he stripped out of his clothing slowly. He wanted to put this off, but that would only prolong this feeling he had of heat and nervousness; time to get this over with. Minho slowly stepped into the shower and his eyes racked down Taemin’s curved, pale back that was flawless and his breath left him. Taemin turned to look at him, his ears down because of the water but a lazy smile crossed his face as he moved to Minho. The elder could only watch as Taemin pressed completely against him and licked at his neck. Minho shivered and could only place his hands on the cat’s waist - bad idea. He nearly gasped from the feel of the soft skin under his fingers and he could not help but move them slowly to feel more of the flawless skin, mainly near his ass. He had to close his eyes from the needy whimper that left Taemin’s lips, he could not do this.
Minho let out a shaky breath, “T-Taemin..ah..we-“
He was cut off, or more of all his breath left him so he could not speak, when Taemin suddenly grabbed his semi hard member and ran his thumb over the tip and nipped at the spot right below his jaw.
“Hyung…I want you.” His voice was suddenly so full of lust, so needy, “I need you…I can’t wait anymore.” He whimpered.
Minho could not take it; he had held off for this long, he doesn’t think he can do it now, not when Taemin was like this. He grabbed Taemin’s hips hard and shoved him a bit too roughly into the wall of the shower, lips finding their way to suck and bite at Taemin’s neck. Such sexual frustration from the few weeks he was with Taemin had built too much, all the little touches lead to Minho feeling so hot. It didn’t help that Taemin just moaned like a slut and clung to him, nails going into his back which caused Minho to growl and his pupils to dilate. His fingers dug into the silk like skin of Taemin’s waist where deep purple bruises were most likely going to appear the next day as he left dark red and near purple marks on his neck with mainly teeth and tongue. His hands smoothed down Taemin’s body to slip between his legs and grabbed both of his inner thighs to roughly spread them, pressing Taemin farther into the wall and lifting him off the ground, pressed closer now to keep Taemin from falling to the shower floor. Taemin cried out from the rough treatment but it was not because he was in pain. No, he was gripping Minho’s shoulders very tightly, his legs quaking from how turned on he was and he could barely handle it. Minho grew bored easily and wanted more, one of his large hands sliding down a creamy thigh to place just his finger pad against Taemin’s entrance that twitched from the slight attention. This almost caused Minho to come…almost.
“You want it here Tae?” He whispered in his deep voice hotly against the cat’s ear, lightly nipping the base which caused Taemin to cry out in pure sexual frustration due to being teased.
“Y-yes please!” He whimpered, trembling.
Minho smirked, slowly pressing just the tip of his finger inside of Taemin, pressing at the rim but never exceeding the first knuckle. “Like this?” He knew he was teasing the poor thing but he loved hearing Taemin beg for him, it caused his already erect member to weep a bit.
Taemin jerked from the teasing, his ears flat against his head and his face was flush with arousal, “M-more…hyung please! I need it!”
Minho licked Taemin’s ear lazily, really just wanting to distract himself from the arousal he felt. “Call me oppa.”
His voice was soft, just a deep rumble akin to the sound following thunder. It caused Taemin to tremble and grip tighter onto Minho. “O-oppa!”
Minho took out his finger and shoved in two before Taemin could protest, “Ne, good kitty.”
Taemin gasped from the sudden intrusion but only mewled and tried to roll his hips down on Minho’s fingers to get them deeper. Minho closed his eyes as he forced Taemin’s very tight walls to stretch open as he scissored his fingers while he searched for that spot to make Taemin scream. He could tell he brushed it when Taemin gasped and tensed and this caused him to nearly chuckle.
“You like that?” He whispered.
“Ne opp-ahhh!” Taemin’s words were cut off by a loud moan when Minho shoved his fingers against that spot that had him tensing, walls clenching around Minho’s fingers.
Minho growled and forced his fingers deep into the boy a few more times, wanting to hear those frantic moans more and feel the clenching of his entrance walls around his fingers. However, once it got erratic he could tell Taemin was about to cum, and he couldn’t have that now could he? Minho moved his free hand to tightly hold the base of Taemin’s erection as he continued to harshly force his fingers, now three of them, against his prostate. Taemin’s moans were echoing off the walls of the bathroom as he trembled and held tightly onto Minho so he wouldn’t fall but it was getting increasingly harder from Minho pleasuring him like this. Once Taemin’s orgasm hit him he screamed from the intensity of it, his entrance clenching on Minho’s fingers but he did not get any relief because he could not fully finish. This caused him to release many needy whimpers and his legs to twitch.
“You can’t come until I say so,” Minho spoke deeply into his ear, a voice of deep dirty promises and full of authority.
Taemin could only whimper and tremble, not really being able to talk as Minho moved his hands to hold Taemin’s ass roughly, effectively pushing him against his body, as he left the bathroom. He never stopped kissing the cat deeply, his tongue expertly mapping out all of Taemin’s mouth while the younger gave soft sucks to his own tongue which made Minho practically growl. Once they got to the bed Minho essentially threw Taemin onto it, the kitty bouncing once he hit the surface and looked at Minho with a deep red blush painted on his cheeks. Minho had this predatorily glint in his eyes as he crawled over the smaller, spreading his legs apart as he sucked and bit at his neck. Taemin moaned and clung to Minho, legs wrapping around his body and feeling the strong toned muscles in his back flex and contract, turning him on even more.
“P-please…” Taemin whimpered as Minho started to kiss down his body, nipping at the skin that was practically stretched over bone and unmarked…until now. “I-I can’t wait…oppa~”
Minho shivered when Taemin was begging him and he tried to not show the fact that he was anything but calm at the moment, his erection was very stiff and leaking just from Taemin’s voice, his moans, and especially his pleas. Minho forced one of Taemin’s legs to the side to push it up a bit more, exposing the soft inner thigh for him to bite at. Taemin jerked and moaned, fisting the bed sheets beneath him while tossing his head to the side.
“Louder Taemin.” Minho growled against the younger’s thigh, biting the skin a bit harder while watching the younger.
Taemin was gasping for air whenever he wasn’t moaning or speaking, his wet hair sticking to his neck and face while the sheets were sticking to his wet body. “Oppa!” He called out, “Please!”
Minho gave a lazy lick up Taemin’s thigh then sat up on his knees, forcing Taemin’s legs apart to shove three fingers into him. He was unrelenting, moving them hard in and out of the boy, enjoying his facial expressions as his eyebrows furrowed and his body would twitch. Minho was losing his cool, he would not be able to last long inside of Taemin if he kept teasing him like this and that would not make the elder happy. He pulled his fingers out and held Taemin by the back of his thighs to lift his lower body up and spread his legs for him. He gave one last once over of Taemin, taking in his needy whimpers, his ears that were flat against his head, his tail that flicked every now and again. Then Minho pushed into the cat. He let out a sigh and closed his eyes tightly, a sudden hot tightness enveloped him and caused him to tremble while Taemin cried out, and his entrance seemed to draw Minho in rather than push him away. A deep groan was ripped from Minho’s throat as his hips started to move seemingly on their own accord, drawing his erection half out of Taemin to push it back in.
“F-fuck Tae…” Minho growled, moving to hold his hips with a bruising grip as he started to move faster, pulling Taemin’s hips to him so the younger could meet his thrusts.
Taemin cried out and moaned very loudly, his head tilted back as his hands clenched and relaxed on the bed sheets while Minho took full control. “H-harder!” He called out when Minho hit his prostate directly, causing his vision to blur.
Minho did not do what Taemin wanted at first, instead he purposefully missed that spot inside of the younger and, if anything, went softer, “Beg.” He grunted.
Taemin whimpered and tried to move his hips to get Minho to hit his prostate again but the elder only held his hips harder so he could not, “P-please! Harder god…ahhh! I-I need it.”
Minho moaned deeply from Taemin’s voice and easily picked up the speed from before only moving harder against the younger’s prostate. Judging by Taemin’s needy cries and near screams, along with how he was clenching around Minho, the elder knew he was close, but that was fine because he was as well. Minho didn’t touch the younger; he was too focused on thrusting which was now very erratic. Taemin could only last for a few more moments however, before he was screaming out some sort of words that were incoherent and coming all over himself and some hit Minho’s chest. Minho grunted and forced himself into the, now, very tight space and came hard deep inside of the younger. He let out a moan, eyes closed as he basked in the feeling of coming completely undone inside of Taemin. He waited a few more seconds before he pulled out of the younger, which caused him to whimper, and collapsed next to him. Taemin curled up next to Minho and let out a little yawn which strangely sounded like a meow. Minho chuckled a bit when he heard a soft noise akin to purring. He moved a hand to gently pet the other’s head, between his ears and closed his eyes, feeling sleep coming up on him as Taemin’s soft tail brushed up and down his leg. They weren’t planning on making it to dinner.