Life is the Bubbles 9

"Jack..you can tell me." I said looking deep into his grief stricken eyes.
"I'm..I'm a.." he paused. "a Kasha."
"Um...a what?"
"Ill show you." he whispered. He jumped off the bed and stood in the middle of the room. He closed his eyes and all of a sudden the night outside seemed to get darker. The room got colder. And fear built up inside of me. Jack started to groan in pain. His bones began to bend til he was on all fours, his body was shaped into almost...a ...cat like shape. Dark black hair began to sprout from his skin. I closed my eyes, afraid. The screams stopped. The room returned to a normal temperature. And I could see the moonlight through my eyelids. Slowly I opened my eyes and sitting in the middle of my room was a beautiful midnight black panther, Jack. His eyes were neon yellow and glowing softly in the dark room.

"Jack?" I whispered. The cat bowed his head in a solem nod. I slowly made my way to the floor on my knees. The cat cocked his head to the side watching me, puzzled. I held my hands out in a motion for him to come to me. Slowly the panther patted his way to me. His claws making a soft clink noise on the wood floor. He layes his soft head in my out stretched hands, his eyes glowed. I stroked his head and he rubbed his cheek against my palm. I petted him, amazed.
I kissed his fur covered head, "I love you jack no matter what." I whispered.

With in seconds that panther was now Jack again, my lips on his forehead. "That's why I hurt you, I was trying not to transform into this thing in front of you. I'm so so sorry." He whispered.
"I'm over it Jack. I'm worried about you."
"Don't be." he whispered, and with that he brought his lips to mine. Slowly he unclothed me and slid his tongue through my lips and down my throat. I moaned against his lips as he slid into me. We started to make love, and it was my first time. I screamed as he went in deeper.
"Nixie are you a ...virgin?" he whispered. I nodded and his eyes widened. "Don't worry, ill be gentle." and he was.

********
I woke up laying in Jack's arms. His naked body pressed against mine. Slowly I saw him stir and his eyes fluttered open. "Morning sweetheart." he whispered.
"Morning."
"Did, did I hurt you?" he asked quietly.
"Only a little, but it won't be as bad next time."