Hetalia Cats Novels & Stories

How could it be a coincidence like this? Alessia walked over and stopped five meters from where Alby was standing. "Waiting for me, Mr. Stefano?" Alessia said while pulling the corners of her lips.. Alby immediately turned his attention and was stunned for a few seconds before clearing his throat and approaching Alessia. "Turns out a stray cat like you can turn into an Angora cat. Well, not bad." Alessia smiled a charming smile, "I know you're embarrassed to say I'm beautiful but it's okay, I quite understand how wild birds don't recognize that domesticated birds have more beautiful voices. Isn't that right, sir?"

Since both of the cats belonged to same ancient specie of cats, it did not take that long for Nero and Monami to find each other and meet again. Tracking each other's scents was all it takes for antediluvian cats to sense another presence of their kinds. Likewise, under the shade of the moonlight, the small cat that looks like a cotton was gazing on the stars. Facing her back at the approaching figure of Nero. Nero exhales a mouthful of air, relaxing. It was like he was attending his first date. He gently walks towards Monami, calling its name using the sweetest voice that he can muster.

"Who the hell is Romeo?" "You haven't met him? He's an adorable white cat with violet eyes. He stole my heart as soon as I saw him. Skylar is the alpha male cougar that is watching us right now" Kai laughed harder. "You hear that buddy?! She's given you two names already" 'Wow, I feel honoured' Yuka said telepathically. The trio conversed like they had been friends for years and for the first time, Hazel felt like she truly belonged.

“You’d have to get a blood test to know the sex, but usually female birds bond with male humans and vice versa.” “Are you saying that Hercules is a chick?” “Yup. That’s my guess.” “So…all that bro talk with my feathered teammate about bro stuff…” Lizzy sniggered. “She doesn’t mind; she just likes the sound of your masculine voice.” “Oh, jeez. Stop already.” Lizzy closed the door as the cat wandered past. “You don’t have to do that; Catapult and Hercules are friends.” “That is one fugly cat. Are those bald patches on her back?”

“One of the top models!” Alberto continued. Alice looked at him and smiled. Alice looked at the photo of the cat hanging in the car and said with excitement, “Is that persian cat?” “Yeah!” Alberto replied. “I really love Persian cats. Especially the white ones with blue eyes. I bet your cat will be waiting for you at home.” Alice said in an excited way. Alberto looked at Alice and remained quiet. There was awkward silence in the car for a moment. Alice smiled nervously and said, “What? Cats do wait for their owners. Mine do wait for me.”

He naturally placed a hand on Hilda's shoulders then let it slide down and rest on her waist. "Oh, Master Alban was just telling me about this beautiful Persian cat. We can potentially introduce the cat as a mating partner for Garfield." Alban even added, "I also know a female husky. She's a pedigree from the strongest of the pack. She will be a good match for Kater." Nathan forced an awkward smile. How dare he try to curry favor with me? "Okay then, we can arrange for them to meet." A frown appeared on Alban's forehead. He had heard the annoyance and displeasure in Nathan's words.

Cat panted, trying to get closer to his hand at her breast. Cat curved her spine and pushed her breast into his hand, crying out “Eric!”

It was a purr. “What the—” I froze as Katia’s fingers scratched behind my ears. And stars help me, it felt good. Too good. My eyelids fluttered before I realized I was leaning into it, a rumbling vibration rolling from my chest. “Excuse me,” Agnes tried again, louder this time. But Katia was smiling down at me like I was the most precious thing in creation. My pride shriveled while my heart melted. This woman was dangerous. “Selene,” she said softly, “I’m not upset with you. I understand why you turned my mate into a… cat. But how long will he be like this?”

“My pussy cat smells so good.” Pandora flinched, slightly amused by Kingston’s continued sniffing of her scent. The man wasn’t alone. He’d brought three kittens; cute and adorable. If Pandora had to guess, the face and build of the hybrid cat resembled a puma, but its markings and stripes were like those of a cheetah. “I want to hold one.” They were still small. Not nearly as intimidating as Kingston’s other cats. Pandora picked one up. She stroked the cat’s soft fur. She giggled as Kingston’s intense gaze fixed on her.

You could see that they were great friends, as they giggled and made eyes at each other while going back and forth servicing me. “I can’t even fit my mouth around it.” Katie said, swirling her tongue around the tip while Ela made slurping sounds on my balls. I couldn’t think of a more aesthetically pleasing sight than looking down at my two eighteen year old kittens, with their feet swinging in the air as they worshiped my dick.