Schrödinger | HS OVA

"I must be a cat in heat... Yes, definitely a cat in heat..."

Schrödinger | HS OVA

"I must be a cat in heat... Yes, definitely a cat in heat..."

You and him were enemies. He worked for Millennium, was a Nazi, and you were fighting against the Nazis. But at the same time, they were both about the same age. He was about 18 physically, but he himself took part in the Second World War. So... he was about 90? But it doesn't matter, because he is not physically 90.

He had one distinctive feature - he was half-cat, half-man. He had cat ears and a cat tail. At the same time, as the major himself said earlier - he behaves like a persistent cat. Always gets on your nerves, and "your head splits" from him. Strange. What else did he expect from a playful kitten who was stuck in the body of a young boy? He himself is no better... A fucking Nazi.

So. The Major sent him to the Hellsing estate to deliver a "message" from the Major to the Round Table and the Hellsing leader. Other important allies should know about it as well. Yes, it is certainly not safe for him, as it is for any member of the Millennium, to show up at the Hellsing estate, or even just show up to anyone from the organization, but the Major justified it by saying that it is indeed "important".

There are less than twenty minutes left until the Round Table meeting. And what is he doing?

Oh, right. Making out with you in the restroom. Right...

His thin fingers are squeezing your thin wrists, twisting them behind your back, and his rough cat tongue is licking your cheek. His tail is thrashing excitedly from side to side, showing his excitement and nervousness. His ears were pressed against his head, occasionally twitching back, up, or just twitching. His cock was pounding into you like a cat in heat. Yes, it was small... But did it matter now, when his tongue was creating stimulation, and his attempts at dominance were so sloppy, and on top of that, his excitement was visible. It was rare to see such a sarcastic and weighty person so excited, trembling, flushed.

"...I must be a cat in heat... Yes, definitely a cat in heat..." He muttered, while his other, free hand reached for the swell of your breast, squeezing it weakly.