Kat Fight

((This is the extended version of the scene from Chapter 23, showing the fight between Katerine and Katelyn that Katerine recaps for Arthur and Kelly later. It’s not terribly sexy, but hopefully it gives some insight into the characters. It’s more like an extended scene instead of a typical extra. My initial plan was to show all of this, but I decided to cut for story length, pacing, etc. and the drama felt out of place in the flow of the other sexier scenes taking place at the end of the girls' night out. Enjoy!)).

With witches awakened and terrorizing a 90s neighborhood, toenails painted in matching shades of pink, feet up, and the polish put away. Kat and Katelyn relaxed more than they thought possible an hour ago. Maybe it was the fumes. Perhaps it was that Kat was no longer constantly tormented by a cycling vibrator. Whatever the reason, both were glad for it.

"Okay." Katelyn said after a deep breath as if steeling herself for something. "I need to ask... How do you put up with Arthur fucking your sister, and Kelly, and all his other women?"

Kat laughed.

Katelyn shook her head. "No, seriously. I want to know. I get he's a ten in bed or whatever, but still. Why on Earth would you or any of the others ever agree to this little sex cult of yours?"

Kat sighed. "Okay. If you promise to stop calling us a sex cult, and I mean really promise, and never call us that again. Ever. I'll tell you." It annoyed Kat every time. She expressed her annoyance every time, and Katelyn kept using the term.

"Fine." Katelyn huffed. "I promise."

Kat stared her down. "I mean it."

"I swear." Katelyn raised her hand. "I will never call you a sex cult again if you explain everything to me."

Kat scoffed.

"I swear! On my--." She hesitated, unsure of what to swear on. "I swear."

"If you break your promise, I'm telling Kelly you've had sex dreams about her." Kat declared.

"I told you that in confidence!" Katelyn protested. "You promised you'd never tell!"

"You'll have promised you'd never call us a sex cult." Kat pointed out. "Do we have a deal?"

Katelyn huffed and sat back on the sofa, her feet still on the coffee table. "Fine. I promise."

Kat stretched her neck before she started, contemplating how best to explain. "Did I ever tell you how I met Arthur?"

"Selene introduced you?" Katelyn asked after trying to remember.

"Before that." Kat said. "During my freshman year, I was trying out for the school's official volleyball team. I did the full tryouts in the uniform and everything. Afterward, a bunch of us ate in the cafeteria." Katelyn imagined the visual. A bunch of girls in those volleyball shorts that were practically bikini briefs and with Kat's ass? She'd have been stretching those shorts to their limit.

"A bunch of guys started giving us grief, my friend specifically. This one fuck boi cornered us in the sandwich line and wouldn't relent. He asked for her number, and she said no. He asked me out, and I said no. He kept asking, and we kept saying no." Kat gestured with her hands to show her frustration, and Katelyn rolled her eyes.

"You still went out with him after that?" Katelyn asked.

"What?" Kat asked. "No, that guy graduated last year. That wasn't Arthur." She shook her head. "Let me finish."

"Okay."

"So this guy kept asking, and asking, and pestering, following us to our table." Kat continued. "He zeroed in on my friend Mandi and refused to leave us alone. We were about to move tables to escape when this other guy stepped in and stopped him from pestering her."

Kat changed her voice, trying to deepen her timbre and imitate Arthur, but her attempt only made Katelyn laugh. "Hey. Leave her alone. She said no. She won't say yes to get you to stop asking and shouldn't have to.' So this fuck boi snapped at this new guy. I turned to see who the knight in shining armor was and-"

"It was Arthur." Katelyn rolled her eyes.

"Yeah." Kat nodded. "He wasn't as muscular as he is now, but he was clean-cut and in okay shape. An average guy, handsome, but not like, woah. Still, he towered over this five-ten fuck boi who suddenly decided he had better things to do. The fuck boi actually apologized to her and left, and Arthur? He asked if she was okay, if she felt safe, and if she needed anything. I was a puddle."

Katelyn giggled, hiding her face momentarily with her hand. "A puddle?"

"Head over heels." Kat shrugged. "I remember I did that thing where you sweep your hair behind your ears? It was a meet cute out of those romances I read, and I wanted him to ask for my number so badly. I tried so hard to get him to notice me."

Kat sighed. "Do you know what he did instead?"

"Flirted with your friend, who was so grateful she fucked him?" Katelyn guessed.

Kat laughed. "No."

"Swept you off your feet for a one-night stand or something?" Katelyn asked.

Kat laughed again. "I wish. No. He introduced us to his girlfriend, Lori. We had lunch together, but he had to leave for work or something and left us there with her. I saw him on campus a few times afterward. The next time I talked to him, a year later, I'd cut and curled my hair and changed my look, and he didn't even recognize me when Selene introduced us. Like saving us from that guy wasn't a big deal to him. Something he did any day of the week."

"So you think he's a hero?" Katelyn asked. Her voice was tinged with curiosity.

Kat sighed. "No. I think he's a good guy." She clarified. "When I saw Selene was interested in him, I backed off. I figured he wouldn't notice me if she was into him, and he had a girlfriend, anyway. Then he didn't, and I walked in on him and Selene and-"

"You what?" Katelyn asked.

Kat laughed. "Oh yeah. I thought something might be going on because Selene said she was going to his place for dinner the night before, right?"

"With you so far." Katelyn nodded.

"The next day, I asked what they did, and she told me they watched The Two Towers and fell asleep. Not uncommon. She's fallen asleep at his place before, plenty of times. According to her, he tucks her in on the couch and sleeps in his bedroom like a fuckin' gentleman. Not a big deal, but!" Kat raised her finger in accusation. "I knew she was lying because she had left her Lord of the Rings DVDs at our place the night before. And he was single now, so I knew something was up!" Kat was getting excited as she told the story, as though she were revealing a mystery.

"I decided to tease her about the lie. I heard The Return of the King in her room after he came over the following day and thought I'd catch them cuddling up on her bed, watching the movie together. Something cute, y'know? They could tell me they were together, and I could be a little jealous but mostly happy for her."

Katelyn nodded.

"Instead, I open the door to find Selene on her knees between his legs, worshiping this guy's massive cock, which was sticking straight up there in the open like a freakin' flagpole." Kat shook her head, but Katelyn giggled at her description.

Katelyn scoffed. "Oh, come on, he can't be that big."

"I thought you saw him naked already?" Kat asked. "On his date with Kelly?"

"I didn't see his dick. He was naked, but he covered himself with his clothes out of modesty or something."

"Girl." Kat held up her hands and gestured with her left as she chopped her elbow, and beyond the tips of her fingers, off the end of her straightened hand. "He's huge and thick as fuck, too. I was shocked. I was just... I couldn't even process it."

"What did you do?" Katelyn asked, leaning forward now.

"I..." Here, Kat hesitated in her retelling. "I kicked him out." She admitted with the utmost hesitance.

"You what?" Katelyn asked, shocked.

Kat tried to defend herself. "I freaked out and totally flipped out on him. I thought he was taking advantage of my little sister, and she was... I mean, I didn't know she was that sexually advanced. She was..."

"He was your hero, but you thought he was being a fuck boi?" Katelyn asked, confused.

Kat stopped and made a sign of surrender with her hands. "I was going through some things." She explained. "A lot of things. There was so much to process, but yeah. I have no excuse. I don't handle surprises well, and I was upset. Selene didn't talk to me until the next day."

"What happened when you talked to her?" She asked.

"She explained how she and Arthur got together. They agreed to try being friends with benefits, which was apparently Selene's idea. She didn't want to push him into a relationship if he wasn't ready for one, in case he wasn't fully over Lori yet. Selene explained... a lot of things. About her, her sexual development, and her history. Some facts I didn't know, others I did. Like how she used to peep on me and my ex."

"She what?" Katelyn asked.

Kat scoffed. "We shared a bedroom. There was no privacy. I couldn't always force her out of the house when we wanted to make out, so... I knew she was watching. I didn't care. I liked that she could see my ex wanted me and not her, even if that made me a bitch. For her... the experience gave her a different kink. She enjoys watching people. She enjoys sharing, or at least she enjoys sharing Arthur. The whole harem thing was her idea."

"So, how did she convince you?" Katelyn asked. "Why did you ever agree to be one of Arthur's women?"

"Well, when we started, the harem was just us. Kind of. He'd been on one date with Kelly, but she wasn't pushing him for a relationship. I thought maybe this was my chance? You know? At worst, I'd get laid, and if I didn't want to sleep with him before, I definitely wanted to after seeing what he was packing." She smirked. "Selene suggested I do what she was doing. I could offer to be a friend with benefits, and if a romance developed, I could be his girlfriend, and she could be his-"

"His other woman?" Katelyn interjected.

"Well, her word was 'sex slave,' but yeah. Essentially." Kat shrugged. "So I gave Arthur a shot."

"And?" Katelyn asked.

"And I had an orgasm so strong I passed out during our first hook-up." Kat admitted. "So... yeah. I was hooked. The guy is impossibly hot. That jawline? That face?"

"Those shoulders." Katelyn added knowingly.

Kat paused but nodded. "Yeah." She said.

"Then what happened?" Katelyn asked.

"The harem grew. Selene wanted to share. I know that much. She pushed for him to go out with Mindy, who brought Rani along with her. That was a surprise. An unwelcome one at first, but I came around to the idea. Like I said, I don't do well with surprises. We talked the plan out with Kelly, and we gave polyamory a shot. Selene calls it uh... how did she phrase it?" Kat stopped talking to conjure up the memory of how Selene had worded her pitch for the harem and gave her best approximation.

"A sisterhood of women supporting one another and working toward a common goal of mutual satisfaction." Kat said at last and continued to explain.

Katelyn looked thoughtful, staring blankly at the movie playing low in the background. "She should go into politics."

"Huh?" Kat asked.

"If she can make polygamy sound feminist, she can convince anyone of anything."

They laughed.

"Well... We all liked Arthur and wanted to date him. We wanted to fuck him, anyway. This way, we get to do that with a supportive community behind us to help with any bumps in the road." Kat said. "It's like having a support group for your relationship. We get to explore our sexuality and fantasies with him and the others. No shaming, jealousy, or undermining, only fun and support. Like how we came out to support you tonight."

Katelyn was quiet, clearly considering everything Kat told her and trying to sort everything out in her head. When Kat talked about the harem, they made sense. From the outside, Arthur appeared to convince these girls they weren't worth his sole focus and complete love but only a piece. The reality was the girls came together pursuing him, and instead of competing, they cooperated. Even sisters.

"Isn't sleeping with a guy who's sleeping with your sister weird? Doesn't that gross you out?" Katelyn asked.

Kat blushed and looked at her feet. "It's uh... It's actually kind of hot." She admitted. "I didn't expect it to be." She blurted. "But It's insanely hot to have him fuck my brains out and see him still have enough stamina to move on to someone else while I recover." She giggled. "Selene says it's like watching porn, but with someone you're rooting for."

Katelyn snorted. "That's... kind of messed up."

Kat shrugged. "No more messed up than you calling him Daddy earlier."

"What?" Katelyn blushed furiously. "When did I do that?"

"When he and Kelly carried you into her SUV." Kat reminded her. "You called her Momma, and you called him Daddy."

"I was dehydrated!" Katelyn said in a rush to defend herself. "I wasn't thinking clearly, and I didn't mean it that way, like sexually."

"Uh-huh." Kat rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the movie momentarily as the three witches hovered above the graveyard. "Well, even if you did, the harem's put a freeze on new members. So don't plan on calling him Daddy anytime soon."

Katelyn looked surprised. "You're saying your sex c-" She stopped herself. "The harem doesn't want me?"

Kat shrugged. "That's democracy for you. It's not personal. They don't want new members until we get used to what we have now." She didn't mention the fact she was the one who put the freeze in place and didn't want Katelyn to join. She had her reasons but didn't plan to discuss them with Katelyn if she could help it. "Plus, it's also up to Arthur. He'd have to want you to be a part of the harem, too."

"Ah, well... I might have fucked that up. I don't think he likes me very much." Katelyn said.

"Because of your vomiting?" Kat asked.

"No, because I..." Katelyn hesitated this time. "Kind of sexually assaulted him earlier?"

"I'm sorry. What?" Kat sat up straight. Katelyn had her full attention.

Katelyn sighed. “It happened the other day when he came over to work out with Kelly. The two of them were flirty during their workout, then they showered together.” She watched Kat for a reaction to her describing Arthur spending time with someone else, but there was no jealousy there like she expected, only anger. It didn’t look like it was directed at Kelly, either.

“Go on.” Kat said flatly.

“Well, he came out of the shower before she did. Big surprise, right? The guy always finishes first.” Katelyn chuckled, but Kat didn’t join in.

“And then what happened?” Kat asked.

“Well, he came out in my towel.” Katelyn explained. “And he looked super-hot. Like, it’s not a huge towel or anything, and he had it tucked low on his waist, and I thought… well, if everyone else is fucking him, and I need to get over Sean, maybe Kelly wouldn’t mind if I borrowed her boy toy since she’s sharing him with everyone else.”

“You didn’t talk to her about it first?” Kat asked. “Or me?”

Katelyn looked surprised. “Why would I have talked to you about it?”

“Because he’s my boyfriend too.” Kat reminded her.

Katelyn looked ashamed. “I didn’t think about that.” She admitted. “But it shouldn’t matter, right? You all have an open relationship. Anyone can fuck Arthur. That’s the whole point.”

Kat was quiet and waited for Katelyn to continue.

“Well, he came out, looking hot, nice, and steamy from the shower, and I went up and tried to shoot my shot, I guess. I tried to be flirty and told him he was wearing my towel.” Katelyn told the story. “I thought if he stripped it off, I could segue into giving him a handjob or something, maybe pull him into my room before Kelly was finished in the shower.”

“Why before Kelly was finished in the shower?” Kat asked.

“Well, I didn’t want her to freak out or anything. I wasn’t sure how she’d react to me fucking her boyfriend.” Katelyn explained. “I didn’t mean to, like, hide it, but I didn’t want to fuck him in front of her either. I wanted some privacy.”

“Uh-huh.” Kat’s tone suggested she might not believe Katelyn, but she let her continue.

“Well, I thought he’d be down. What guy wouldn’t want a two-for-one deal, right? I know Kelly and I aren’t sisters, but we’re like family, kinda like you and me. I thought it’d be hot, and he’d be into it. Sean would have leaped at the chance to fuck Kelly even if she’d ever even hinted she’d be down.” Katelyn shrugged.

“And what happened?” Kat asked.

“Well, nothing happened. Not really.” Katelyn explained. “He wasn’t into it. He offered to give me the towel back after he went into Kelly’s room. He was acting kinda weird. So I… went for it.”

“Went for it?” Kat asked.

“Yeah.” Katelyn nodded.

“You tried to kiss him or something?” Kat asked.

“No, I…” Katelyn hesitated, but Kat’s glare made her realize she had to finish her sentence. “I tried to grab his dick.”

“You tried to–” Kat didn’t believe what she heard.

“I thought if I could get him started, he’d be into it, and he’d want to fuck me.” Katelyn explained. “I know he’d just finished with Kelly in the shower, but I thought if I got him horny again, he’d…” Her words fell off, not because of any natural hesitation but because of Kat’s glare. “He got hard. I said something sexy like he could bend me over the sofa or something, and he got hard. I could see he wanted it. He tented the towel. So, I tried to grab it.”

There were no daggers in Kat’s eyes, but only because weaponry had come a long way since the Iron Age. Kat’s gaze held the equivalent force of two-ton nuclear warheads detonating, and she was gripping the throw pillow in her lap so hard her knuckles turned white.

“You tried to grab his dick?” Kat asked. Her voice was surprisingly soft as her mind churned through the scene. She could almost see her best friend trying to force herself onto her boyfriend in the currently unlit hallway behind her.

“I…” Katelyn was on the edge of tears and didn’t finish her sentence. She nodded. “That was my plan after I took his towel, but I didn’t even get that far! He stopped me. He’s really strong. Kelly screamed at me for trying to take his towel… I don’t think either thought I was– where are you going?”

Kat was on her feet, stomping across the apartment toward the washing machine. “I’m going home!” Kat screamed. “It’s that or beat you to death with this pillow!” She still had the throw pillow in her hand and launched it toward Katelyn.

The fluffy missile clipped the back of the sofa and spun up, smacking Katelyn's forehead before spinning off toward the television and landing halfway there.

Her shock over the strike wore off after a second, but it did stun her for a second. “I apologized!” Katelyn swore. “I was - I am, sorry! I wasn’t thinking! He was just so hot, and I was so upset over Sean that I–”

“You don’t get to use that as an excuse for trying to force my boyfriend to fuck you!” Kat abandoned her march for her clothes and spun so fast that Katelyn stood to back away. “You don’t get to grab his dick, against his wishes, just because you’re sad and want a good fuck!” Kat had reached the couch by this point and stepped over it, ignoring her lack of clothes beneath the now-open robe.

Katelyn backpedaled, stepping away. Her mobility was off because of the sling her arm was in, but she managed to make it around the corner of the couch and into the dining room area even as Kat pursued. She picked up the pillow and launched it at Katelyn again. Katelyn grabbed another pillow from the sofa and used it to block it with one good hand.

“Nothing happened!” Katelyn said. “He stopped me! I never even got his towel off!”

That earned her a fast-ball special with another pillow she had to turn to avoid.

“I apologized!” Katelyn pleaded again. “I’m sorry!”

“You’re only sorry you didn’t succeed!” Kat threw another pillow. Katelyn swung her good hand and deflected the projectile to the side. She knocked over a dining room chair as she backed into it and stumbled, landing on her back. Kat threw another pillow at her as Katelyn rolled to the side. The hiss of pain through her teeth did nothing to slow Kat.

“Would you be sorry if you’d succeeded?” Kat asked, breathing hard. “Would you be sorry if you’d managed to get your greedy hands on my boyfriend’s dick?” Kat looked like someone whose only barrier to murder was an overturned dining room chair.

Katelyn crawled back, her legs kicking out until she stood up again. She used the sofa for support. She reached for the nearest thing and found the popcorn bowl, flinging its contents at Kat and covering her in a snowfall of puffy white kernels.

“I’m sorry!” Katelyn called again. “Kitty Kat, I’m so, so sorry! I’ll never do it again, I promise! I learned my lesson. It was a mistake, and I know how fucked up it was. Please!” She ducked whatever Kat had picked off the table and thrown at her. She was pretty sure it was a notebook.

“Don’t call me that!” Kat snapped. “I’m not Kitty Kat to you! I’m not Kat! I’m not anything!” They were both crying now, which affected her aim as she hurled a popcorn bowl at Katelyn and missed, throwing it onto the floor at her feet instead.

Katelyn jumped back to avoid it, stepping on some kernels. The pain in her foot was a distraction compared to the rampaging bull driving her way. Katelyn tried to use the sofa for cover, but the number of throw pillows on it meant Kat had easily obtainable ammunition, and she hurled everything she could reach at Katelyn without restraint.

“All these years of friendship!” Kat vented. “And you try to steal my boyfriend from me?!”

“I didn’t!” Katelyn cried again as another pillow struck her core. “Kat!”

“We’re done!” Kat screamed. “If you ever come near Arthur again, I will personally rip your freakin’ face off!” The threat was silly but delivered in such a tone that suggested she’d figure out a way to make it work. Vegetable peelers existed, after all.

“Kat, no!” Katelyn cried. “I’m sorry!”

“Fuck your sorry!” Kat screamed. “Fuck you! I hope you never get laid again, you goddamn motherfucking, bitch!”

A stomp punctuated each insult as Kat put on her boots and grabbed her purse. She threw one last pillow at Katelyn, who was in the fetal position by the couch, huddled, crying, and hiding from the onslaught. “I’m sorry.” She repeated.

Kat wasn’t listening. She slammed the front door behind her, shaking the pictures on the wall. Her descent to her car was quick. She pressed the robe closed, took the stairs, and stormed toward it like a hurricane. No one was out and about at this hour, but they would have ducked for cover at the look in her eye if they had been. Even troublemakers are only prepared to deal with a limited level of craziness.

Every point of contact against her skin was a livewire. She white-knuckled the steering wheel the entire drive home. When she made it to an empty stretch of road, she screamed. The windows were down because of the smell in her backseat, but the road was isolated enough in the wooded countryside, and no one would wake from it. She screamed to vent all the anger and frustration at Katelyn until she finally felt some relief.

Her eyes blurred with tears, but she made it from one town to the other, finally pulling into her apartment complex. She turned off the car and sat there until the smell caught up with her. She blanched and got out of the vehicle. The parking space was closer to Arthur’s apartment than hers. Hers was empty. Selene was staying at Rani’s, probably watching a movie and having fun. If she went home it would be to an empty, soulless apartment.

Arthur and Kelly were in his apartment. Kat looked up to his window on the third floor. The lights were off, and with any luck, she wouldn’t wake them.

She grabbed the key Selene gave her from her purse and headed up the stairs. She let herself into Arthur’s apartment as quietly as possible and listened. Silence and darkness filled the space around her. She removed her boots and left them at the foot of the sofa. She put her purse in front of it.

She slunk to the bedroom door and placed her ear against it. Not everyone was as loud as she was when Arthur fucked them, but she didn’t hear anything through the hollow wood. They were probably asleep. She could tell herself that, but her heart wouldn’t calm until she saw Arthur was okay with her own two eyes.

She opened the door a crack and peered in, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the living room, but she couldn’t pierce the bedroom's darkness with its light-blocking curtains. She opened the door further and crept to the bedside. She stood there, letting her eyes adjust. She held her phone behind her and turned on the lock screen. The light flooded the room, but it cast Arthur and Kelly in shadow, their naked and exhausted forms tangled in one another.

Kat watched Arthur’s chest rise and fall, refreshing her lockscreen as necessary until her breathing calmed and matched his slow sleepy breaths. Arthur snored gently, a lumbering sound that shook the silence and nearly startled Kat. She twitched, but that was her only reaction. She moved her eyes to his face and watched him for any signs of wakefulness, but there were none. He was so deep in slumber that his eyes weren’t even dreaming.

Kat leaned over the bed slowly, careful not to wake him or Kelly, and kissed his forehead. She swept a lock of his hair away from his forehead and then kissed his forehead again. Arthur didn’t wake. His gentle snoring continued, and Kat gave a sad smile at the realization there was no room for her in the bed—at least, none directly beside Arthur. No wonder Selene liked sleeping at his feet.

Kat kissed his forehead one final time and left, using her lock screen light to illuminate the exit. She re-closed the bedroom door behind her and faced the couch. "Good night, Master. Good night, Mistress."

She sighed, hugging herself with the robe, and fell onto the couch. She curled into a ball with her head against the arm of the chair. She pretended the arm was Arthur’s, holding her, letting her know he was okay.

Eventually, her eyes stopped crying, and she slept. She did not dream, which was probably a mercy.