Tfw you get into a musical with a fanbase so dead it's rotting. Anyways whatever I got into this so just take this crap lol


So the date had gone really well. At least, Princeton assumed it had since he and Kate were back at her apartment making out after it. He was a bit fuzzy on how exactly they'd gotten back there thanks to those Long Island iced teas, but that was the least of his concerns at the moment.

The kissing was a little weird at first, mainly because of her fur, and when they started using tongues he also wasn't used to feeling fangs. But, he really liked Kate, so it didn't take very long for him to get into it. Then she was tugging on his vest and giving him this Look and next thing he knew they were both in their underwear.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Kate said in a light-hearted sort of way.

"Of course!" Princeton said, withdrawing from nibbling her pointed ear.

"I've never actually been with a non-monster before."

He blushed. "Well, I've, um, never been with a monster, so we're even, then."

"Guess we'll be each other's first," she said, and they both laughed.

Kate slipped her arms up and over his shoulders, and he shuddered at how nice it felt; her fur was so damn soft. Princeton shifted downwards and kissed her neck in response.

He hadn't really been in any long-lasting relationships in college, but he had a decent understanding on what worked on women during foreplay. He was, therefore, rather surprised that Kate didn't really react to that kiss, and pushed himself up so he could see what was wrong.

She stared at him for a moment. "Hey," she said, and glanced off to the side, "um, sorry, I have fur."

"W-well, um, I don't really mind-"

"No, Princeton, um, I can't feel kisses through it all that well, you have to bite."

"Ooooh," he said. It took him a few seconds to realize how embarrassed she seemed to be by that, so he leaned back down to her neck and startled nuzzling it. Then, as he felt her start to relax, he nipped her throat.

He'd expected the little gasp this time, sure, just not the sharp stinging in his back. A yelp escaped his throat as he cringed against Kate. She lifted her arms off him rather quickly.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Kate said, her hands hovering over his shoulders, "I-I, um, that happens sometimes. It's normal with monsters."

For the first time that night, he noticed that her nails looked an awful lot like claws.

"I-it's fine- ow!" Princeton hissed as his back throbbed. He ran his hand over the cuts, relieved to find he wasn't bleeding. "Just, um, try to remember that I don't have fur."

"I-I know, sorry," she said. Princeton flinched when she seemed to wilt under him.

"Hey, um, you could probably, err, slide your hands down my back again," he said, and kissed her on the cheek, "They're soft, it'll, uh, make me feel better."

"Yeah?"

He shivered again as her hands slowly traversed his back again, the sensation sending chills down his spine. As they reached the edge of their range and she started moving them upwards again, he moaned into her neck. That seemed to cheer her up.

"I think we're getting the hang of this," Princeton said, smiling at her. Kate grabbed the sides of his head and pulled him into a kiss. He could feel her claws digging in, but it was light enough that it was more arousing than anything else.

They gripped each other tightly, Princeton's fingers fumbling with the clasp on her bra. After what felt like an eternity, he finally managed to undo it. The kiss broke shortly afterwards.

"That's more like it," Kate gasped, and tugged her bra straps off her shoulders. Things worked out a little better after that.