Talking about being caught between an hammer and a hard place…<br/><br/>Akira actually had nodded in approval at the sight of Maleena quickly moving into the bathroom, taking away and burying into a drawer her reject selection amongst the perfumes in display. To be honest, he was half-expecting that the mix of different scents would have been mildly uncomfortable to the catgirls (although he had not a real grasp on how much uncomfortable they would be) but he had thought that the benefits would have been worth the risk. Every single publication he had read about cat people made it very clear about how important was smell to them and how draconian they were towards perfumes that they disliked or found insufferable. So he figured he had better ask as soon as possible.<br/><br/>And that was what he had done. And the results that he had obtained were those expected for…. Well almost. He actually had – as expected – a selection of bottles that passed Maleena’s muster. He also had – as hoped – an indication about what could be a very favored smell mix for the two catgirls (that by the way wasn’t bad at all, according to his own tastes). Fact was, along with all that he was actually having the two of them purring cutely over his neck, while enjoying his smell… and he himself was all but paralyzed, shivering gently as they softly sniffed him.<br/><br/>He was feeling embarrassed, obviously…. And clueless about what to do next. And also, he was feeling… something similar to a sweet warmness fluttering through his limbs.<br/><br/>This was a cat thing actually… or at least a thing usually experienced by cat-owners. Cat have a way with love and happy feelings that is all warm and fuzzy on the inside. Mark me, there is heat and passion in them, often enough to set fire to the world… but if you<em>really</em>understand cats, you always have this feeling of soft fur brushing against your soul.<br/><br/>“Hrm…” Akira didn’t have the right throat for purring but he almost managed to passably do that when Skuld licked that tiny spot on his neck… and the shiver that coursed through his body was almost a shudder. Akira actually had a<em>very</em>sensible neck.<br/><br/>He was avare that he had to do something before turning into a big puddle of Akira-jelly between the two of them, and the only thing that his overheated brain managed to come up with was…<br/><br/>He raised both his arms behind the catgirls’ shoulder and stroked lightly their soft, smooth hair. He had nimble and long fingers and he had them tease their way on their heads, until he felt their ears under his fingertip. He smiled and started to scratch them gently, almost fleetingly… right hand was on Skuld and left one on Maleena, working delicately on the base of their ears, moving his fingertips in little, lazy circles over their soft skin, taking extreme care about being soft but also teasing enough, moving his fingers here and there looking for the most sensitive spots.<br/><br/>“Here, here…” he whispered “…my beauties…”<br/><br/>There was a very warm undertone tone in his voice. It was happening to him… what happened to a certain kind of person when confronted by cats. Cats can steal your heart, in a way. At least, if you are someone like Akira.<br/><br/>He kept scratching them lightly, feeling his body relax. They had all the time in the world… after all something as trivial as a schedule should not ruin such a beautiful moment.<br/>