[CaM] Chapter 2 – Turn of events
Arthom groaned when he woke up. He felt tight and he felt his member painfully push against the fabrics of his underwear.
Like so many times before, he had a boner, but when he slowly woke up, he noticed that the reason why it hurt was, that he was wearing jeans and not his pajamas.

In the next moment, he was happy, that he wore jeans, even though it hurt how tight they were, because he noticed the small mouse girl that slumbered in his arms.

Her fur still had the soft scent of her shampoo and she looked cute with the smile on her face and her closed eyes.

Arthom had to smile as well, when he watched the face of the girl in his arm. The light, that crawled through the shutters, was dimmed but allowed him to see the white mouse clearly.

He marveled over her cute face, until the pressure in his pants got too strong. Arthom noticed, that he unconsciously had grinded his hips against the girl and froze in his movement.
This was wrong on so many levels and even though he directly remembered the mouse from his magazine, he felt uncomfortable to lay next to the innocent little mouse girl.

The black panther softly untangled his arms around the girl and managed to get up and lay the mouse back down on the couch without her waking up. He could smell his own strong body scent. Part of the scent was his arousal, that crawled out between the cracks of his jeans, and the other part was sweat, because he did not take a shower the last evening.

With a sigh, Arthom went upstairs to take a shower. He stepped out of his pants and noticed, that his underwear was sticky from his own fluids. He was not sure if it was just pre or if he really had a climax this night, but his own scent and the thought of him resting next to Laila, leaking his essence, had him rock hard and throbbing in seconds.

He threw his clothes into the washing machine and stepped into the shower, already rubbing his privates strongly and moaning.

He had done this multiple times in the last year, but it had never been so easy to get to his orgasm like this time. He just stepped into the shower, not even turning on the water, and already painted the tiles on the wall with his white spunk.

With a sigh of relieve, Arthom turned the handlers to find the right mix of warm and cold water and then first cleaned the wall and afterwards stepped under the stream.

The water, that ran over his body, helped him to calm down and after standing there for a few minutes, he started to lather up his fur with the shampoo and wash himself.

He took longer than he usually did, because after the first shower, he started to rub himself, using the time he got alone, and got himself to another climax before finally rinsing up and stepping out to dry his fur.

It had been a while since he last had been wanking twice in a row, but he did it to ensure he would not get aroused again, when the girl woke up. He still felt embarrassed about the thought, that the mouse could have noticed his hardon the last evening or during the night.

“Good Morning!” Arthom nearly jumped into the wall when he exited the bathroom and Laila stood next to him. The girl could be a silent as a cat on the hunt.

“Good morning!” he replied. Smiling at the young mouse girl in her pink pajama he suddenly noticed that he left all his clothes in the washing machine and stood naked in front of the girl.

The panther forced himself to sound normal. “I will have breakfast ready in a few minutes!” he said, while he rushed past the girl and into his room. His heart was beating fast, and he quickly checked his loin, but his member just started to poke out of its pouch a bit, meaning that it had been completely hidden when the girl saw him.

Arthom exhaled long and then got some underwear, a shirt, and some boxers to not stand around naked.
This encounter made his effort to lose a bit of this arousal nearly void. He fought hard against his member growing any stronger, while taking long and deep breaths.

Then he went down to prepare cocoa, toast, and cereals for breakfast.
He was calm again when the mouse girl came down. She had her fur brushed and changed out of her pajamas and into a light green summer dress.

The panther was able to clear his mind and started a conversation about school and what Laila had planned for the vacation, that put his mind at ease for the moment and avoided him getting any funny thoughts about the girl.

After the breakfast, he went outside to the park and they played a bit catch with a plastic ball, until Laila got tired, and they returned.

On the way back, he got them some ice cream, chocolate for the mouse girl and vanilla for himself, and they sat down in the garden, eating their ice cream and Arthom listened to the many things Laila wanted to tell him about.

It was mostly about her friends and classmates and where they spent their vacation this week. Arthom only listened half to what the girl was saying and lay back to get his fur warmed by the sun that stood high.

It was a peaceful day, and the panther closed his eyes. He could hear the bees buzzing, and some cicadas stridulating in enough distance to not bother him. Even the soft squeaking of Laila mixed into the music of the nature around them.

Arthom nearly fell asleep, when the loud ringing of his mobile, that he had placed on the table between the seat of Laila and his, made him wince and he was upright in an instance.

He growled at the phone, but then he saw the number. It was his mother. Surely, she wanted to tell him when they arrived this evening.

“Hello?” he greeted her. “Mom? How was your weekend?” he looked at the clock of his mobile and nearly missed the answer of his mother.

“You are in the plane already, right? When does it land?” his mother interrupted her report of the sightseeing tour they had done and cleared her throat.

“Well, you see… there has been some complications.” His mother started and he lay back on the sun chair. “So, it is late, and the flight got delayed. When will you arrive then?”
It was nothing new that planes were delayed and sometimes landed hours later.

“No, deer. It is the opposite!” his mother replied. In the back he could hear the engines of planes and some voice out of a speaker, and it sounded as if his parents were on an airport.

“You took an earlier plane?” he asked, and his mood went up a bit. Even though he did not mind watching over Laila, his current state and the shameless nature of the girl made him wish for the return of her parents.

“Not exactly!” his mother started. “It was not the plane that was late, but we were late to get to the airport and… well we missed our flight.” The good mood collapsed and Arthom just left his muzzle open while he looked up into the sun, until his eyes had sparkles in front of them and he was forced to close his eyes. The sparkles remained for a bit even with his eyes closed.

“So, you will be late.” He asked and sighed softly. “When is the next flight?” he just hoped that they still got a flight at this evening, even if they would then arrive at night.

“This is why I am calling you.” His mother said, while he heard the Oldfields discuss something with his father. “We tried to get a ticket back today or tomorrow, but it seems that all lines are overbooked. Even those with five or more stops. The first flight we could get was at the end of the week.

Arthom really dropped his phone by this announcement. “Hello? Are you still there?” he heard the voice of his mother.

“Aunt Maria?” Laila had picked up the phone. “What is going on?” Arthom felt weak and just listened to Laila taking over and talking with his mother. She seemed to explain it for the girl again and he could hear the voice of his mother, even though he did not understand the words.

In the middle of the conversation, from which he only understood the answers of Laila now and then, he heard the voice change and Aunt Karen taken over the phone to talk with her daughter.

After a few minutes, Laila handed him the phone. “Your mother wants to talk to you again.” She just said and sat down in her chair to watch him talk with his mother.

“Yes?” he got a bit of his composure back, even though it had been a hard hit, that he was forced to babysit Laila for the rest of the week instead of trying to get a girlfriend.

He already had a few very embarrassing moments in just one day. He frowned thinking about trying to manage a whole week around the girl in his state. He feared that he would not find much time to relieve himself with the girl around. He knew that Laila would not leave him alone when she was awake.

“Sorry for pushing this on you, now.” His mother apologized. “But I am sure the little Laila will be well behaved, like always.”

The behavior of the mouse had never been a matter of Arthom’s concerns. She had good manners and was a sweet and friendly little fella.

“I promise that we will bring you some souvenirs.” She tried to make it easier for him. “Do you think you can manage to watch her for a week?” – “Sure!” he nearly got back his composure and only sounded a bit stiff. “No problem. It is not like it is the first time I watch over her.”

“Yes, I know.” His mother replied. “You just never had to watch her for a full week without a break. Listen, if you need a break, you can tell her. I am sure she can handle an hour or two playing by herself in her room.” His mother advised him. He knew that his mother had good intentions and wanted to ensure he would not stress out by watching over the energetic little mouse, but knew better than his mother, that Laila would feel offended when he would push her away. He had always been special for the little girl.

“I will manage somehow.” He chuckled and his mother sighed. He noticed that she had been a bit concerned how he would take the news. “I am super proud of you, deer. You show that you are already a grown-up.” This remark of his mother made the heart of Arthom beat fast in excitement.

It had been the first time, that his mother had called him a grown-up. Usually, she told him that he needed to learn a lot until he was an adult, but it seems that she really trusted him to shoulder the responsibility, and this made him proud.

“Don’t you worry and enjoy your week. Have a great time and don’t miss the other flight, too.” He laughed and he heard his mother, his father and the Oldfields laugh as well, after his mother told them what he said.

They put the speakers on, and all screamed their good wishes for the week into the phone. Arthom did the same and gave Laila the chance to respond with her cute voice, together with him. Then he hung up the phone and leaned back.

“Seems like it will be just you and me this week.” He remarked and grinned to the girl. “I hope you don’t mind your brother staying with you here?” 

The girl jumped off her sun chair and with a dive landed on his chest. The power of her jump was so strong, that it tilted the sun chair, and both landed on the ground. Arthom barely managed to pull his arms around the girl to make sure she would not hit the ground. Like he learned in karate, he rolled one round to erase the power of the fall and then stopped in a sitting position, with the girl snuggled up in his strong arms.

Both looked first at each other, then at the sun chair and burst out in laughter. The high-pitched squeaky giggles of the girl and the deep roaring laughter of him lasted for a minute and after Laila had caught her breath, she gave him a kiss on his cheek and smiled.

“I don’t mind at all.” She replied and both had to chuckle again. For this moment, Arthom even forgot what happened the last day and he did not think anything but the affection of a brother to his sister for Laila. 

Sitting there, holding the girl in his soft embrace and with the words of his mother still roaming around in his head, Arthom felt much older and responsible. In this moment, he did not think about the stuff he had planned to do this week. He just thought about the bundle of fur on his arm and how to make her happy and to show his parents, how grown-up he was already, when they returned.