We were snuggling on the train, basking in the glow of my laptop playing a movie. Outside the window was the black of night, a romantic scene being the only source of light for the time moment. He layed back on me, his thighs touching mine, my arm around his soft side, my hand gently rubbing his slim cheetah tummy. I made little circles, occasionally digging into those little delicate muscles. He purred contently, occasionally shifting to guide my hand to the right spots.
            As I kept going, he gave little squirms. I smiled, his little belly so ticklish. However, cute squirms turned into concerning jolts and shaking. “You alright?” I whispered softly.
            “Y-yeah...I’m Ok, but…” I leaned up a little and the cover slid down. His paws were buried in his crotch. “I-I really have to pee…” His spotted cheeks blushed.
            A mischievous smile grew across my face. I gently brushed my fingers down his belly, feeling the densely packed liquid inside his bladder, and gave him a little squeeze. He nearly jumped out of the bed. “Hey!” He yelped.
            I couldn't help but chuckle. I hesitantly let go of his tender midsection.  “Go ahead cutie, I’ll be right here.”
            He rose slowly, as if not to aggravate the flood held within. His thighs tightly pressed together, his rump giving a cute wiggle as he made his way out. He opened the room door, briefly sending in blinding light from the hallway. I saw him move quickly towards the toilets before the door closed.
            A few minutes passed, I assumed the kitty was done doing his business when he came back, but he stood in the doorway, frantically doing a dance. “C-can you come with me?” He said in a panicked voice hopping from foot to foot.
            “Why? What happened?” I asked.
            He put one leg over the other and grabbed his crotch in an attempt to stand still. “The lights down there are broken and it’s really dark down there so I...uh…” He blushed. “I-I just don’t want to go by myself.” He started bouncing up and down desperately trying to keep it in. 
            I gave a teasing laugh. “You scaredy cat!”
            “P-please? I really have to go!” Ugh, I couldn’t say no to those begging kitty eyes.
            “Ok, ok.” I began lazily peeling myself out of the bed. But I guess I wasn’t fast enough for him, he grabbed my paw and practically pulled me out of bed. Proving the cheetah’s fast reputation, he continued dragging me in tow as we ran to the bathroom...or at least he ran. I’m not sure if my feet even kept up. Keeping his groin in a tight grip, he pulled me into the dark end of the car, and darted into the bathroom.
            I nearly crashed into him, not quite nimble enough to slow down in such a tight space. When I turned on the light, he was bending to pull his shorts down, keeping his thighs squeezed together, giving little desperate spasms. I appreciated the great view of the red briefs hugging his butt. “Don’t look!” He squeaked.
            “Can’t make any promises.” I said slyly.
            He used one hand to lift his shirt slightly, and with the other he grabbed a hold of his modest pink member, and tried to aim. With the train’s shaking, his few urgent spurts ended up on the floor around the toilet. He gave a grunt as he forced his bladder shut, I could only imagine the pain that poor kitty must've felt when he started shaking. Paws desperately tapping the floor, he held tightly on to his penis and gritted his teeth, turning towards me. He quickly whipped down his underwear with his other hand, and backed up to the toilet. As soon as his rear hovered over the seat, he pushed his penis as far back as he could, and unleashed a current of urine.
            “Ah! Ngh...” He moaned as he finally sat down, his hands keeping his dick pushed between his thighs. His muzzle open and panting, his big green eyes in a dreamy state of euphoria as the pressure in his crotch was relieved. I couldn’t help but take a peak between his plump thighs, and saw a powerful golden jet shoot from the tip of a twitching kitty cock into the foaming water of the bowl. In the midst of his relief, he noticed my perverted eyes, turned a shade of pink and closed his legs. “Stop looking!” Though he was the only one who looked away.
            “You really had to go…” I said judging from the stream still going strong. “That must feel like heaven.”
            “It does….” He said with a cute smile and blush. He continued pleasantly relieving himself, giving a soft purr with his eyes nearly closed. He didn’t seem to want that satisfying stream to stop, when it began to die down, he gave gentle pushes to keep it going to the last drop. When his bladder finally emptied, he gave a content sigh and let the last few rouge drops of piss drip off the tip of his penis. I made sure to catch a few sneaks peeks between those kitty thighs while he pulled his pants back up. 
           As he watched his hands, I gave his ass a quick slap. This bathroom trip was too much of a tease for one night. “Hey!” he piped, and sent a playful snarl in my direction. We walked back to our room, arms wrapped around each other, and continued our cuddle session, plus a little more...