Yass massa sah.
It's too much! The sheer sexual tension is overwhelming, you need
this, right now, here on this mattress. Orin, Orin, Orin. A dull, numbed part of your mind points out that you were doing this exact same thing with Satori not fifteen minutes ago, but the sheer pressure of your lust drowns it out. You half sit up, reaching over to Orin and placing a hand against her waist.
"Gtch!" She freezes, making a sound in her throat like a latchkey being thrown, her hand poised inches above the bulge in your trousers.
"Orin?" You ask, suddenly unsure. Her eyes swivel to your hand, staring at it like some offending blemish on the fabric of her dress.
She starts to make a low noise in her throat, baring her teeth and rising to a growl. "Rrrrrrrrrrrrr."
Shit, shit, shit. You take your hand away. "Orin, sorry, I di-"
Her hand was so close to being wrapped around your cock, but now you dodge backwards as she tries to claw out your eyes with a snarl of anger and demented sexual rage.
"Woah, stop!" You yell, trying to get out from underneath her. She all but scrambles backwards off you, spitting and hissing.
"Ugh!" She shakes herself as you get to your feet, ardour fading now. "Stinky, horrible, horrible Oni, argh!"
You blink hard a couple of times. Were you actually about to do that?
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Orin is completely red in the face now, with anger and embarrassment. You're not sure what exactly happened there, but you triggered some kind of instinct. Perhaps she wasn't feeling sexual tension at all, just curiosity. Damn, this really could have gone better. What the hell happened to your self-control?
"Orin, sorry." You say. "I thought you-"
"W-well I didn't! I w-wasn't!" She yells. "Shut up!"
You pinch the bridge of your nose and rub your eyes, trying to clear your head. This-
Oh. A moment with your eyes closed, and Orin's vanished. Just the cat again now. You stare down at her, she stares back up at you, huge predatory eyes unblinking and obviously angry.
"I'm sorry Orin." You say.
She ignores you, padding silently to the door.
You sigh. What the fuck
were you thinking? You had a real connection going on with Satori earlier, a girl you met only the other day but would gladly run across town for when you thought she was in trouble. Get left alone with an angry cat-woman-thing for five minutes and suddenly you're all over her?
Oni libido is going to be more difficult to deal with than you thought.
[ ] Just let Orin out, go find Satori.
[ ] Just let Orin out, stay here and think.
[ ] You should really talk to Orin about this, aren't things going to be really awkward?