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Incubus Lust

Chapter 1: Devil of a Don Juan

The rain was unhappy.

The coquettish girl sat on the concrete bench at the busy intersection, preventing the dreary precipitation from thoroughly drenching the cold, hard seat. She clenched the polished handle of her umbrella at the reason she was sitting there by herself instead of relaxing in her favorite restaurant, the Green Bistro. She had even gone through the trouble of picking out a sleek little black dress for the occasion. She sighed as she vainly attempted to dry out the wet spots on her pink fur. She never liked rain.

This was the fourth straight week it had happened, but she never anticipated it happening this much. But this was to be expected from someone like Falco; his empty promises of treating her to a night on the town virtually took her belief that he would just once live up to the hype that had been expected of him and ripped it to shreds. Falco was always a surly sort of fellow. His egocentrism and her extroversion always seemed to clash and result in very interesting conversation, but she nonetheless continued to love him despite all his shortcomings. Falco, despite the affection that she showed him every possible day and night, hated that about her.

Katt stared across the intersection at the expensive eatery. "How dare he do this to me!" Her subconscious exclaimed angrily. "What the hell did I do to deserve to be treated like this?" She squeezed the umbrella handle tighter. Happy couples rushed through the glass doors of the restaurant to escape the relentless storm. Watching this made Katt seethe even more. She and Falco could be up there with those other couples, but no; Falco opted to leave Katt in the dust and do whatever else guys like him do.

"Falco, you don't stand me up this much and get away with it." She thought defiantly. "I'm coming over."

"Celia?"

"Hmm?"

"Have you found the remote yet?"

The response was a muffled giggle. "Oh, Falco. You're such a tease!" A feline head slowly emerged from underneath the bed covers and tossed her silvery white hair aside. The soft sheets outlined the sleek, svelte figure of the girl Falco lay with in his bed. She gradually ran a paw through his chest feathers; delivering slow butterfly kisses to his neck.

"Damn, girl. That tickles!" Falco smiled as he stroked the silky pink fur.

Celia giggled and smiled. "Baby, please tell me again why you ditched my little sister."

Falco returned the smile. "Because a day in the sack with you is better than some crummy hash house any day." He then began scratching the back of her neck. Celia moaned and purred with pleasure until someone knocked on the door.

Falco ceased the scratching and looked at the small calendar sitting on his nightstand. "What the hell? That damn landlord doesn't pick up the rent 'til tomorrow." Falco said irritably as he sat up. "I guess I better go see what he wants then, dammit."

Celia quickly grabbed Falco's arm, almost letting the sheets fall off of her. "No, baby. Please stay." She cooed.

Falco shrugged. "Ah, what the hell. He can kiss my feathery ass!" Celia squeaked in delight as the blue avian jumped back into bed and pulled the covers over them. As they tussled, another angrier knock brought the bird upright.

"Geez, what does this guy want?" "Celia, give me a minute so I can take care of this clown." Celia pouted as she sat up and handed Falco his boxers.

"Please hurry, baby. I get anxious very quickly."

The living room of Falco's third floor apartment was littered with dirty clothes – many that weren't his – and empty liquor bottles among other things. He pulled a tank top off a recliner and stuffed it over his head. He took a sip of a half-empty can of beer and – forgetting to look in the peephole – opened the door. His face was a look of stupor and utter shock when none other than Katt Monroe stood in front of him; a rigid stare etched on her face. Words stumbled across Falco's tongue as he tried not to sound surprised at Katt's arrival.

"Er, um, uh, hey, Katt. What brings you here?"

Katt stood motionless, paws stuffed into the pockets of her black leather jacket with the umbrella hanging from her left wrist. "Gee, Falco. I don't know. Maybe it's because some inconsiderate boyfriend of mine stood me up for the fourth straight week? It wouldn't hurt you to walk two blocks to the restaurant I was waiting at for over an hour!"

Falco held up his feathered hands. "It wasn't intentional, I swear. I've, uh, had other things to do."

Katt stepped into the room and sniffed, picking up a peculiar scent. She stepped over the littered floor toward the couch and spotted the source of the foreign odor. She held up a pair of white lace panties. "Really? Like what? Give me one good reason why I should believe you because I know for damn sure these aren't mine."

"Falco, baby. Who are you talking to?"

Katt froze. She knew that voice anywhere. She tightened her lips and her grip on the underwear. "Falco, tell me that isn't my older sister." She said ominously. Her voice choked somewhat to stifle a sob.

Celia stood in the hallway adjacent to the living room, naked underneath the large blankets she held on her. "Katt! Um, I can explain, really..."

Katt stood still, not averting her glare from Falco, who was staring at the floor in embarrassment. She flung the undergarment away in disgust. "Don't bother." Katt stormed out, slamming the door shut.

Falco stared at the door for a time before slumping down on the couch. He rubbed his face, sighing remorsefully. "Celia, I think it's time for you to go home."

The dark creatures penetrated the farthest depths of the Lylat System, their long journey at an end. For now they would wait…with evil intentions.

"Is master ready?"

"Yes. He is ready."

The small alien ship rested on an asteroid in the expansive belt separating Corneria from the rest of the Lylat System. The two creatures beat their large devilish wings in anticipation of their master carrying out their plan.

"Once he finds us a fertile queen, we cannot be stopped."

"Yes. This primitive system will be ours to command."

"No. The galaxy will be ours!"

"Yes! We will be feared by all!"

"Show me where our master waits, Lord Cephil."

Lord Cephil waved a large claw over a glass ball and a white tomcat in a gray trench coat appeared within. "See, he awaits our new queen." A diabolic smile pierced the demon creature's ugly face. "This time, she will last forever."

Two blocks. The short distance from Falco's apartment and the Green Bistro seemed more like two miles than two blocks. Nevertheless, Katt trudged along the rainy sidewalk as she caught a glimpse of the restaurant in the distance; it was a welcome sight to what she had just witnessed. She continuously thought of just how stupid she was to not having figured it out sooner. She glanced at her watch – eight o'clock on the nose. Katt moved like a slow shadow, the umbrella shaded her face from the bright street light so that her watering eyes wouldn't be noticed by anyone unlucky enough to be caught in the downpour. Before she knew it, she stood at her savior's doorstep.

"Good evening, madam. Welcome to the Green Bistro."

Katt smiled meekly at the greeter standing at the door. The cool air of the expensive eatery welcomed the depressed feline inside. Closing her umbrella, Katt removed her warm leather jacket, showing off bare shoulders and an elegant black dress. She had the sexy look nailed, but from her expression she could've passed for someone having attended a funeral. She sat alone at the bar forgetting one of her closest friends worked behind the counter.

"Well if it isn't Katty M!" Katt looked up at the sound of her pet name and the collie face of her young friend Mina Meros greeted her. "I was wondering what happened to you!"

"Hey Mina." Katt muttered unenthusiastically. "You don't want to know what happened to me."

"It's alright." Mina assured. "Prob'ly nothing I haven't heard before, babe. Shoot."

"Trust me. You don't wanna know."

"Hell I don't! The longer you keep it a secret, the longer it's gonna hurt. Now spit it out."

The look on Mina's face told Katt she had no chance of winning the argument. Katt leaned closer secretively. "Falco's cheating on me with my older sister."

The collie slapped a paw to her mouth in disbelief. "Damn, girl. That IS rough."

"Tell me about it."

"Babe, I don't know why you still go back to him every time he drops you like that. I think it's time for you to move on." Mina turned and filled a small glass with a drink and handed it to Katt. "It's on the house. Maybe this will help."

Katt again smiled meekly. "Thanks anyway. I'll need a lot more than this if I wanna get past Falco."

Mina began wiping the bar table with a red cloth. "Hon, that there is our strongest stuff…" She trailed off, lowering her auburn head, trying to look inconspicuous. "Don't turn around, but there's someone making eyes at you."

Katt sighed. "Mina, a lot of guys make eyes at me. It's no big deal."

Mina stood with arms akimbo. "Baby girl, you're hotter than a firecracker in the depths of hell. It damn sure IS a big deal! You need to drop that bird-brain and start over, and you can start by asking that tommy for a fling."

"Mina, I appreciate your help, but please just let me do my own thing on my own time."

"Won't have to. Look."

Katt's glassy expression quickly changed at the sight of the white tomcat sitting next to her. Mina definitely wasn't lying about how drop-dead handsome he was and the thought of it made her heart skip a beat.

"Hi. How are you?"

The sound of the cat's baritone voice caused Katt to fumble aimlessly for her drink. Without averting her gaze, she took a quick swig of her potent drink as she clumsily searched for words to introduce herself. The tomcat simply smiled.

"My name is Angora. What lovely name are you blessed with, madam?"

Katt was heaving nervously. She had seen handsome males in the past, but this blue-eyed Angora was giving her absolute fits. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"Her name's Katherine Monroe." Mina spoke at last, answering for her speechless friend. "Katt for short."

"Katherine? My, what a lovely name for a beautiful girl such as yourself." Angora took one of Katt's paws and held it firmly in one of his. Katt watched as the tomcat brought her paw to his mouth and kissed it softly.

Katt by now was breathing heavily and her body temperature was steadily rising. She tried cooling off by fanning a paw to her head.

"Oh dear God…" was all Katt managed to utter before she collapsed to the floor unconscious.

"Katt! C'mon, wake up!"

Slaps to the face brought the groggy feline out of unconsciousness. Mina was the first face she saw. "Ugh, where am I?"

"I brought you home, Katt. It's after midnight."

"What happened?"

Mina snickered. "Would you believe it? You fainted!"

Katt shot upright. "I fainted?"

Mina shook her head in disbelief. "I've never seen that happen with you before, girl! You've never fainted in front of a guy!"

Katt's memory was blurry and her voice slightly slurred. "What are you talking about? What guy?"

"That Angora guy at the bistro, girl! I think he's got you in his little black book!"

The memory of her encounter suddenly came back to Katt. She buried her weary face in her paws. "Aw, dammit. I probably looked stupid in front of him!"

Mina reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. "Nonsense, girl. He told me to give this to you."

Katt fell back on her bed and took the piece of paper. Written on it was a message.

"Please accept my invitation to visit me at the Blue Surf Suites, room 1035 tomorrow evening at seven."
-Angora

"Sounds like a date, Katty!" Mina exclaimed.

"Mina, I dunno…"

"Katt, I've already told you that starting over is the best way to get past Falco! Besides, what's the worst that could happen? You could at least say you tried."

Katt stared at the message on the paper. "Look, Mina. I'll think about it, okay?"

Mina patted Katt's closest shoulder. "I know you will. Look, I gotta get home m'self. Catch ya later, babe."

"Later, Mina."

As Mina left, Katt pondered the message further. "What have I got to lose? Maybe Mina's right. I probably do need to let Falco go and look elsewhere for a relationship."

Besides, what's the worst that could happen?

Chapter 2 coming soon! Remember…no reviews, no story! (But absolutely NO FLAMES!)