Catnip

Chapter Ten

It has been a week since the incident, and I refused to allow Austin come near me. Each time he came into my room I would make sure he stayed away from me, I had bit him at least twice just because he tried to touch me.  He didn't bother to try and touch me after the second time I bit him.   

I was slowly starting to regret lashing out like that. I had let my animal instincts come over me. The instinct that shouted to protect, but protect what? I had no idea. It was honestly upsetting me because I couldn't figure it out.  

I'm usually one that doesn't get upset over such things, like lashing out at someone who had tried to rape me while they were drunk. It confused me so much. Did he really want to do that to me, or was it just something he can't control when he's drunk?  

That was the first time I had seen him drunk. Maybe this was just a one time thing? Hopefully it was. I don't think I  could handle this if it was something that would repeat over and over.   

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Later that day I found myself laying on my bed, squirming around due to arousal. I buried my head in my pillow, squeezing the pillow tightly. I groan, wanting this to stop. This came out of nowhere and I didn't really know how to deal with the overwhelming amount of sexual frustration. 

I didn't want to take care of it myself, just because there was a risk that I could be caught. That would be extremely embarrassing. I bite my pillow, thinking about what I could do, then it hit me. It was an illogical thought, but I went along with it.  

Before I could go against the idea I got up and walked out of my room, heading straight for Austin's room. If I had someone else to help me with the problem, I would go to them. However, I do not have anyone else, so I'm going to make due with this situation and use Austin to help.  

We needed to get things straight between us anyways.  

I opened the door all the way, not even giving myself time to go back on my decision. I was going to go through with this absurd plan.  Austin was laying on his bed, looking up at his ceiling. He had broke his gaze away from the smooth material above him to look at me. 

"What do you want?" he asked, he didn't sound hateful while saying it. His voice was eerily calm and drowsy. 

"I-umm..." I felt my words get stuck in my throat. This was a horrible idea, I thought to myself. 

He raised an eyebrow at me, before glancing over my entire body. My cheeks heated up quickly just by his gaze. He sat up, letting his legs fall off of the bed. I averted my gaze from his, due to embarrassment. 

"C'mere." he said, the drowsy voice turned into an amused one. He patted his lap, as if saying he wanted me on his lap. 

I straddled Austin's hips, placing my hands on his shoulders. I slowly lean in, but stopped for two reasons. One, I was letting these feelings take over. Two, he had taken a sharp intake of air.  

"Is this okay?" I asked, looking into his eyes. I thought I was taking this too fast. 

"If it's okay with you, then it's okay with me." he responded, causing me to smile.  

I closed the gap in between us. Our lips moved slowly at first, then slowly evolved into something more frantic. A hunger for inappropriate touching and groping. I whined a little bit, not really meaning to whine. Austin pulled away from the kiss slowly, looking at me with dilated eyes. His hands rested on my thighs, my breathing becoming shallow with excitement.  

"Please..." I muttered, messing with the hem of his shirt.  

"Please what?" he asked, I felt as if he know what I wanted. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, groaning from pleasure while he began to grip the growing erection lightly.