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A couple of days had passed since the arrival of the unexpected package and Kiyone was now waiting impatiently for Maxwell’s arrival. They had agreed to meet on the beach; Kiyone to show off her new swimsuit and Maxwell to admire her in it. The Iriomote Yamaneko purred softly. It would be interesting to see how he’d react to his gift. The swimsuit had accentuated all her vital curvatures wonderfully and Kiyone was not afraid to show them.

But they’d have to wait. If anyone was supposed to admire her in her new swimsuit, it would have to be Maxwell. He had…after all bought the tiny little thing for her hadn’t he?

Pursing her lips in a slight frown of annoyance, Kiyone gave ther watch a glance. It was ten minutes past the hour they had agreed on; Maxwell had better had a good excuse or else…

Kiyone flattened her ears with a scowl as she watched a couple stride past. The girl was wearing a flowered bikini while the guy was in some Bermuda shorts or something; the cat girl did not care. She’d put that woman (or any other actually) to shame once this rather large and drab shirt and pants were off. Flicking her tail in anticipation, Kiyone folded her arms and waited.

"Kiyone-chan?"

Kiyone flicked her ears at the sound of her name and turned to face the one who had called her. For a minute, the cat girls’ heart fluttered at the sight of Maxwell; slightly out of breath but totally apologetic. Good. It was well that he realized his folly. Any minute longer and the cat girl would have left in a blacker mood than usual. And when Kiyne was in a bad mood, she was not above sparing those smaller than herself.

The other’s attempt at flattery however, only made Kiyone raise her brows skeptically. She knew she was beautiful so telling her this was (in her opinion) redundant. But one had to give credit for his effort at least.

“Thank you,” said Kiyone curtly as her amber eyes swept the length of Maxwell’s body; noting that he was not attired in proper beach wear. Clearly he had rushed from the bar straight to the beach in order to meet up with her. Alright. He shall be forgiven this time.

“Here, hold this,” said Kiyone as she, in one graceful movement, took her baggy shirt off to reveal the minuscule bra beneath. Handing her shirt over to Maxwell to hold, Kiyone allowed herself a satisfied smirk at the other’s expression before slowly sliding the baggy pants off to reveal the matching bikini bottom Maxwell had bought her. Lifting her arms above her, Kiyone gave a half turn so that her back was now facing Maxwell. With a soft purr, the Iriomote Yamaneko tilted her head back to observe Maxwell’s expression. “So…what do you think?” said Kiyone knowing full well what the other thought.