The one with the feels

"I always wondered how it would feel, like maybe it would be erotic and hott and stuff."

"Uh huh."

"A-And maybe it isn't the act that makes it hot, but the person you're with that fills the room with steam. Steamy steam hehe, I guess that would be how it feels."

"Right."

"Just imagine it, being in the moment with someone cute or beautiful or close to you, someone you can be happy with for the rest of your life. Like, picture you're in bed with this person and you're holding each other, then their hand caresses your sides and make its way up to cup your boob. Feeling it, squishing it, playing with that cute little pink nipple. See them stare at your body, salivating and licking their lips as they struggle to contain that urge-"

"Syri."

"A-And you let them! You hold their face and meet their eyes before noding, biting the bottom of your lip. See their face descend as that welcoming warm mouth latches on to you nipple, suckling for your love and pleasure as you pull back and enjoy the sensations it gives you-"

"Syri-"

"Don't even get me started on how it would feel, parting your legs and feeling shy as your juices stick to your thighs and you can imagine yourself hot and glistening down there. Only to see them under a trance as they kiss their way up your body, feeling his hard stiff lovestick tease your thighs with each poke. Have my tail wrap around it, play with it, feel it over my fur before aiming it and telling him I'm ready. Ohh, and see him hold your legs apart and push forward, feeling it kiss between your lips before sliding inside, pushing you apart inch by inch. He can feel every ridge, every muscle movement, every twitch inside that pulls him in more and more and more until finally-"

"Syri!" Both Na'Vi and Dimyri shouted from either side, rattling her head and pulling the youngest out of her fantasy. Shaking her head, she rubbed her paining ears and glared at both girls who were set in their upset postures. They won, and she found herself hanging her head down in defeat.

"Mew, sowwy."

Dimyri sighed and hugged her sister from behind, patting her chest and snuggling her neck. "You're reaching your peak, Syri. Slowly you are entering heat, and soon that will start to drive all creatures crazy. So take care of yourself when you do, and hope to find yourself a good man."

"Like Nityri?" She asked, looking up at KuliKuli who stood further ahead. She blushed but didn't falter, not turning away herself despite wanting to. This was, no these are her sisters after all. Even if she can't recollect their time together, she needed to make an effort to discover them again.

This was all so complicated, and as of last night a nasty thought collected in her mind: Was this a good thing? Meeting her sisters, her mother and ex-lover? (Hey that rhymed!) How did things spiral into this, what began as a Nekomata revealing herself to her Master... became something more.

"Yes, like her." Dimyri said, noting KuliKuli's reaction. The feeling was mutual, this was awkward for both parties here. She in turn had been there cheering her younger sister on, optimistic and hopeful that they would find Nityri in the end. Well, they found her but by another name, living another life. What do you do in a situation like that?

Let us not even mention the ex following behind them.

Na'Vi pushed forward, catching the scent of where they were heading and assuming correctly at that. This was no casual stroll as was intended, she knew her better than that. Or at least, she thought she did. During their moment together the other day, her second time seeing her in so long, time went by so fast despite how much she pleaded for it to be still.

"We were together, we were best friends and so much more, You can't tell me you don't recall a thing? Here," She professed, reaching out her paw. "Hold me, hold me the way you always do and I promise you will remember everything." Her heart beat a thousand miles, her breathing quickened with haste. So certain she was to convince her, to remind her and bring her back into their old life together. KuliKuli stared at her and did just that, moving forward to hold her paw... yes, YES!

But it was not to be.

Her hopeful smile faded, her spirit decaying rapidly as KuliKuli merely cupped her paw using her own. This... this is real. She didn't recall at all, and if she had then she would know her actions then had broke her. How could this be, my friend, my lover... gone? Only the shell of her beauty remained, like a ghost of the past caught to haunt her of what was and never will be. The way her eyes looked at her, as if she were a stranger to her...

Nityri would to wrap her tail around her paw, that was her signature handshake. "Cuz it's the only tail you'll ever get." She would often tease.

She had sunk down to her knees... her lower lip quivering and her eyes beginning to swell. She cried, she cried and wept like never before once reality hit her like a horse's rear kick in the face. She just balled, concealing her face and feeling lost and vulnerable. Her friend was truly gone, she made this journey, evaded the hunter, and kept her family going this far. Maybe, maybe if I tried harder I can atone for that mistake, she often thought to herself. But no, she found her girl, but she was never hers anymore.

It was not to be.

KuliKuli fell with her and hugged her close, like a woman would hold a lost child sobbing in her arms. "No, I don't remember you and I am so so sorry for that. I can't imagine what you are going through, but I appreciate you coming here still, to warn me." That was right, in her plead she briefly mentioned that they were targeted and hunted. The way she understood it, this means whatever is after them will be after her too. Most importantly, after her family.

That was yesterday, that was when they agreed to work together, to help each other, that was when they had the talk.

KuliKuli swallowed heavily watching Na'Vi lead the way, feeling her weight slow her down and unsure how to ease her pain. Helping her is going to be difficult, but maybe she can muster the courage one kitty at a time. Turning around to spot Syri and Dimyri, she smiled and allowed them to catch up to her.

"Ahem! So, Dimyri. You mentioned Syri is going into heat, you are older yes? Tell us when you reached your heat."

Dimyri immediately began to blush as Syri broke into a fit of laughs upon the recollection of memories. Pushing her sibling away, she huffed and crossed her arms much to Syri's delight. The little kitty certainly had a lot in her mind.

"You want me to tell the story? She was sooo out of control, begging and groaning and pleading. I swear she said and I quote, if I find a dick attached to anything I'm fucking it and damn anyone in my way! Ahahahahaha!"

KuliKuli chuckled at the thought of her sister feeling so needy. Perhaps some memories are worth being lost, as she was certain her own heat was equally embarrassing for her.

"She was soooo turned on, I thought she was secretly a slug girl because of the trail she'd leave behind! Heck, I think I saw her rubbing herself against trees or any phallic-looking objects. This one time, Mommy picked out some bananas aha, and s-she took one for herself."

"Yea?"

"But she didn't eat it! Oh no, she did something much much-"

"Get over here, you little twerp!" Snarled her sister before pouncing on her, sending the two Nekomata's rolling off each other on the ground. Na'Vi looked back to find herself leaping away from being stuck in the crossfire, observing these girls roll on and on before a palm tree withstood their motion. Halt, said the tree with its mighty hard wood, striking the youngest on the head with a coconut.

"Owie!"

"If you two are done playing," They turned around, catching Na'vi as she stepped aside, "I believe we're here."

Beyond her stood a beautiful looking river stream, with a familiar girl sat beside it staring back at them.