Q-Chan and Nana saw Ning off to Jill's car his arms cradling her close to his chest. The two older kami's had decided to stay behind to clear up the mess in Jill's apartment and smooth over any problems it may have caused. Ning slid into the driver's seat of her small mini and started up the engine in the little four banger tsking under his breath all the way. His Jill deserved better then this little tiny vehicle and apartment and he aimed to see to it she received it. He navigated through the streets back towards the petshop turning over everything in his mind. Enya played quietly from her tape deck and Ning discovered he liked the gentle refrains to the music. The car wrapped around him with it's intensified presence of Jill and Ning reveled in it. Her favorite perfume clung to the seats, a small crystal prism dangled from the rear view mirror, and in the back seat were neat tidy bags holding case files, murder mystery novels, and in contrast a bag full of pet supplies. Ning watched Jill's breathing carefully. The woman seemed all right but she had received a nasty shock from the beasts. He wanted to hold her and stroke her hair but that would have to wait until they reached the petshop.

Ning had a curious fluttering sensation in his stomach at the prospect of her waking up. Would she be overly damaged by the attack? How deep was the trauma? He had seen many humans repel the touch of others after just such a thing. And was it a bad thing or a good thing? Was he ready to try and consummate a relationship with a human female? The flutters intensified at the idea, something like dread rose up in him. What if she mocked him for being inexperienced with her kind? What if he did it all wrong? These questions among others kept circling in him and by the time he parked in front of the petshop his nerves were jittery. Ning pulled her into his arms and descended down the steps into the petshop the door opening for him as he approached, Tet-chan on the other side.

The red haired youth growled at him as he crossed the threshold. Ning let the wave of anger and resentment bounce off him. He had shot his own son and sent those men after him. He couldn't really expect a warm reception after all. Ning resettled Jill in his arms and nodded coolly to the pissed off young man.

"Hello, Tet-chan, is it not? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My father has spoken quite fondly of you and asks that you come with me when I leave. He says you would want to be of service to my son when the time comes. Will you accompany me?" Ning stood waiting for the gold eyes to finish their sardonic appraisal. Tet-chan finally shrugged his shoulders and shut the door.

"I will be where ever my master needs me. I do not trust you. I will be watching." Ning bowed his head letting his long dark hair cover his expression. He did not think the tou-tetsu would appreciate the amusement he could not keep from his face. He was a young one and his emotions had moved from indignant rage to well defined lust in a matter of thirty seconds. Well, at least Ning knew how to get out of trouble with the handsome young creature. He let Tet-chan lead him through the maze of the petshop to a back room furnished with a bed, wardrobe, and attaching bath.

"Here, Grandfather D said you could rest here with the woman. One of the cat's will be in shortly with some food." Ning bowed again showing more respect then was necessary. He really did feel badly for all the trouble he had poured on his son's head and his sincere intent was to make amends. Ning knew that no amount of apology would ever be sufficient and the process of building trust a long road to tread. He breathed in Jill's scent deeply to ease the sense of panic he felt and to restore the clear path she represented to him. He would never allow himself to regress back to the individual who had so coldly given his only child to Wu Long. Never.

The door clicked and Tet-chan's clipped steps could be heard retreating down the hall. Ning buried his face into the softness of Jill's bosom and sank down onto the bed. He rocked back and forth and held her tight in his grasp comforting himself with the security of her body. Jill murmured and twisted in his embrace squirming to free her arms. She wasn't fully awake yet and was tired beyond anything she had ever known but the need to console was stronger then the need to sleep. She brought gentle hands to the head pressed against her. She let the cool dark hair slip through her fingers and kissed the top of his head. Ning nuzzled deeper basking in the sweet affection and purred contentedly. Jill laughed at the odd vibration it caused in her chest and ribs so unlike anything she'd ever felt before and yet so exactly what she had been missing. She didn't resist when he pulled her up onto the bed to lie in a full body embrace. It just felt so good to be held in his deceptively strong arms that the attack seemed a million years away and faint. The quiet rumbling was soothing and she fed off its serenity restoring her own equilibrium and in turn feeding it back to the empath in folds. Seconds slipped in to minutes the prenatural gloom of the petshops' dusky interior blanketing the couple. They were brought out of their reverie by a sharp tapping on the door heralding the entrance of two of D's cats both in humanoid form. One of the cat women brought in a tray heavy with fruit, tea and assorted sweets and the other came in with several garments draped over her arms. They peered at Jill curiously and Jill stared at them in open mouth astonishment. Ning rose from the bed and took the tray from the first cat woman depositing that on a bedside stand and took the bundle of cloth from the other one and shooed them out. Ning turned and leaned against the door offering Jill his brightest smile.

"Now, where were we? Hungry?" He asked casually so as not to draw attention to his hands twisted up behind his back his fingers busy locking the door. He didn't want any more interruptions and he could more then feel the insatiable curiosity building in the human. A million questions exploded in her mind, awe at the outfits they wore which were far more exotic then anything she'd dare to wear, shock at the long tails twitching behind them and all out keen interest to know exactly who and what they were. Ning still being a touch more selfish then was good for him tried to hide the vain displeasure that her attention wasn't focused on him. Jill heard the tiny snick the lock made though and her eyes narrowed on him trying to focus without her glasses. She sat up on the bed and folded her arms under her breast and gave him the look she used on Leon and other males who needed to be brought in line.

"Exactly why are you shoving people out the door like yesterday's trash, may I ask?" Ning shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and looked away.

"I did not want them to disturb you. You have suffered much and should rest." Jill 'hmphed' loud enough for him to hear making her disbelief evident. Ning bit his lower lip able to sift through her mock outrage and sense the hopefulness that he actually was jealous of her time and her attention. He couldn't keep back an impish grin greatly amused at her inner feelings and how she determinedly tried to repress them and do what was appropriate. He walked to the bed swaying his hips just enough to draw attention to them. He bent over and placed his arms on either side of her and leaned in close a mere breath away from her lips.

"Perhaps, I am being slightly untruthful. Perhaps I merely wanted to have you for myself. Perhaps I want to mold you to me and kiss you until you cannot breathe and can think of nothing but me. Is that such a terrible thing?" He asked his tongue coming out and lightly licking her top lip on the last word. Jill's eyes were wide in her face and glassy. Her heart jack-hammered an erratic beat in double time at his close seductiveness.

"N..n…no, I guess not." Jill whispered caught and drowning in the deep purple of Ning's eyes. Almost involuntarily Jill found herself leaning back from him and gasped when her back connected with the bed. Ning loomed over her his long black hair dangling against her cheeks. The first warm moist fingers of desire fanned out across her belly at the soft caress against her skin. Her eyes slid close and Jill took a deep breath to loosen the knot of apprehension in her stomach. Her inbred fears of going to fast to soon and being thought badly of tainting the bliss she desperately wanted. Ning kissed her eyelids and the tip of her nose wordlessly understanding her wants and needs. He returned to her the first reverent kiss she had given him trying to show her all she was to him. He stroked her with his hands slowly through the outfit she wore leaving it as a barrier until she was ready to go beyond that, his strokes more soothing then inflaming promising they could stop if she wanted to. He kissed her as he had always wanted to be kissed his tongue delving into her mouth prodding out sensitive spots. Jill melted into the kiss sighing against his lips and slipping her tongue into the sweetness of his mouth when ever able.

Ning purred little bit louder each time he felt a bit more of her apprehension slip away. He had had ardent flaming passion before, in fact many, many times over but never this liquid rush of desire tempered with deep contentment. It was more then just a physical infatuation and though not as flash intensive it ran stronger down into the marrow of his bones. He opened his empathic abilities to the experience and let them lead the way. He very much wanted to make this good for Jill and to be all she wanted. He slid the flat of his palm under her shirt and across the soft swell of stomach encouraged by the low moan from her throat. His fingers glided over the smooth flesh marveling at the distinct difference between it and the many men he'd bedded. The way the hips flared back out from her waist entranced him and he followed the sweeping line from the top of her hip up her ribcage coming rest just below the prominent swell of her breast. He hesitated a bit nervous at the idea of touching her in the totally foreign territory. His fingers brushed the delicate area and he was taken by surprise when she arched up breaking the kiss, a soundless ohh coming from her. He slid his free arm under her and fumbled with the clasp of her bra eager to see what other reactions he could cause. He struggled with the unfamiliar metal hooks until Jill came to the rescue bending her arm backwards up her back and snapping the tight closure open. Ning rubbed the area between her shoulders blades in gratitude and found another hot spot making Jill buck upwards even more and unplanned aid as he pulled the shirt off the bra wrapped up in it and dropped them over the bedside. Jill blushed a becoming shade of red embarrassed and aroused by the exposure of her breasts to his gaze and touch. Ning kept one hand on her back keeping her upper body arched and open for exploration. He drew his nails carefully against the burgundy of her nipples his gut clenching in unison with the hiss from between her teeth as the flesh tightened responsively. Encouraged he lowered his mouth to one wine colored bud catching it between his teeth and sucking lightly. Jill groaned and cupped his head holding it against the warm mound aroused by the moist heat. Ning flicked his tongue across the trapped tip delighted when Jill squirmed beneath him her hips rising and falling in a rhythm he recognized. He kneaded the other one in his hand rolling his thumb across the matching nipple in hopes of intensifying the desire she was swimming in. He released the suction of his lips and kissed down to the underside of her breast returning with his mouth to the sensitive spot his fingers had found. He licked the area and firmed his grip at the sudden spike of arousal, ready when she twisted and gasped her head shaking from side to side.

"Ning, oh, stop oh that's too much. OOHHH!" All came out in a breathless cry as the sensation went straight to the pit of her stomach and a slick heat welled between her legs. Jill rubbed them together trying to ease the ache. Ning followed the emotions and sensations in her body using them as his guide. He tilted her back onto the coverlet and kissed his way back up to her neck purring all the way sending little electric shoots into her body making her muscles relax and her arms go limp by her sides. He caressed her stomach in sweeping motions each time his hand getting a little closer to waistband of her skirt. Jill gasped and twitched her eyes held tightly closed and her breath coming in short bursts. Jill's skirt was just a short pull on and with no buttons or zippers in the way Ning had a very easy time of peeling it and the panties underneath off and down her legs. Jill trembled beneath him completely overwhelmed and out of control. Her fingers tightened convulsively on his shoulders as he took his time letting his hands wander over her legs tickling the underside of her knees and massaging her inner thighs. His own sex had swollen considerably and he had to tighten the reins of his self control as he pushed Jill to lose hers. His fingers just barely touched the wet cleft between her legs curious to see what it felt like and the reactions it would bring.. Jill whimpered and pushed into his palm in reflexive hunger wanting more then just the light contact. He let the warm liquid coat his fingers marveling at the texture and weight so unlike anything he had ever experienced. Small gasps came from her throat and a light tremble had started in her legs, Ning was entranced to say the least. Men just didn't respond this way, all soft curves and liquid sighs. Men usually got quite aggressive at this point, not languid and loose like a hot house flower opening it petals. He didn't have a true knack for telepathy like his grandmother so he couldn't really pick her mind for information on what she wanted but he could sense the reckless desire for abandonment pulsing in her and the odd contrast that she was holding back expecting to be disappointed. Confused by the mixed emotions Ning slid two fingers into the crevice delving into the tiny opening and pulling back trying to provoke a response. His hand bumped her clitoris and immediately Jill flooded through his system the white hot passion it sparked. Pushing his fingers back into her he was rewarded with a different desire erupting through of wanting to be filled and taken. Having long fine hands and fingers Ning plied his advantage making strong strokes inward with his middle and ring fingers while rocking his thumb against the tiny electric spot at the top of her sex. Jill moaned and bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, her hips pumping into the exquisite pleasure. Thrilled at her response Ning settled onto the bed beside her and nuzzled her breasts lapping and sucking finding that he took great pleasure in the fullness of them. He put his own wants aside so he could fully experience the rolling, twisting, sensations coursing through Jill. He changed the speed and pressure of his hand as her body dictated and rode the storm by her side as the first waves of an orgasm spread out across her so unlike the localized clenching a man felt when he came. It didn't take much more to bring her off again in a breathless replay only deeper. He only stopped when she pushed his hand away. Her entire length shook lightly beneath him and her chest rose and fell as she pulled air into her burning lungs. Ning pulled a folded coverlet from the end of the bed and draped it over them. He kissed her lightly on the mouth and then snuggled back down against her happily, very proud of his self for giving her such pleasure.

Jill held him in a loose embrace one arm lieing against his back while her free hand toyed with his hair. Her mind was blown having never been with anyone evenly remotely so generous and not sure how to respond. She still throbbed between her legs and it gnawed at her that he hadn't even removed his clothes much less had any sort of reciprocation. Ning picked up the desolate feelings and hugged her tighter. He murmured at her to hush and quit worrying so much that he would be on the receiving end soon enough. Jill smiled to herself and relaxed watching the blur of a ceiling fan spin overhead absolutely amazed that the kami she held was quickly heading into slumber contentedly nestled like a babe at her bosom.