#cellhalo

I think Cellbit would love the feeling of being hungry. That gnawing in the pit of your stomach . It makes him feel animalistic, makes him feel alive. He knows what he craves. He can't have it.

But he can chug water till he feels full for a moment. He can stand up too fast and see all the stars in the sky in broad daylight. It's not like he's doing any real harm fasting until night time. He eats enough! It's just going hunting while hungry makes him feel more alive. More eager to sink his teeth in something and shred it to pieces right there.

Maybe Roier chastises him. Maybe Bad scolds him and tries to give pieces of himself to get Cell to eat something just as he did when Vell was young. But Cellbit won't bite, he won't take it, he knows what he's doing. He has control over it.

“Mae” Bad frowned when he opened the door, looking down at the sad, wet cat before him. Cellbit was a mess. He always had been, that's why Bad picked him up in the first place. He'd always had that caring nature about him..

When he saw someone who needed help he knew he'd need to step in. Seeing a kid in The Games starving to death was no acception. So like any good parental figure, she swooped in and taught him to hunt! 

But Cellbit got attached. He'd been so young when Bad found him of course he got attached. But Bad was always still so surprised when the man showed up on his door step after all this time. “Mae” Cellbit said the title in just the right way that made Bad's heart strings tightened. The giant demon looking down at him. 

“Hey bits how are you?” She greeted, reaching down to cup his face and plant a kiss on his forehead “You're not looking too good, did something happen?” She asked, Bad's tail bobbing from side to side behind him. Cellbit always had to look up at him with that blue eyed stare. 

Cellbit only warbled another “Mae” in response. Bad lead him in by his hand, shutting the front door and bringing him to the big, soft couch. “Mae s’ a long day” he wiped his eyes once Bad got him sitting in the couch. “Please the world's fu-fu…the world is loud” his voice was so sheepish but he knew even in a moment like this his mama wouldn't tolerate that dirty language. 

“World is loud?” Bad asked, the giant demon resting her hand on his back gently petting up and down. He gently thumbed Cellbit's cheek to try and keep him calm like when petting a kitty. That's what he was right? A well behaved cat? “Poor thing” she chided. 

Cellbit coiled up next to him, pressing against Bad’s soft chubby side. He tried to make himself smaller, maybe then Bad would take care of him more. He whimpered softly, that dramatic whine a dog does when it's not getting enough attention? That's what Cellbit was doing. Scrunching the fabric of Bad's shirt with his hands. 

Apparently Bad's petting wasn't enough, as the tears started coming down Cellbit's cheeks he started crawling into Bad's lap, leaning against his plush torso and just. Crying. 

Bad understood. Sometimes Cellbit showed up and needed attention. And who was she to not provide for the poor kitty? He'd been through so much. Bad just wanted to help. “Mae’s got you Cellbit” she praised, running long, clawed fingers through his fluffy hair while holding him on her lap. Cellbit deciding straddling Bad's lap to be the best position to cry in. 

His tail had puffed up so much and he wouldn't stop crying. Bad knew from experience his tears wouldn't stop any time soon. He needed comfort, Bad kept petting him letting a purr escape his throat while petting the cat on his lap. “I know the world can be so cruel to you sometimes isn't it,?” He asked. 

“Nao-” he hiccuped, letting another sob escape his lips. “Mae they don't get- don't get it no one gets it” he wailed, pressing his face into Bad's chest. The purring was a nice comfort. Something familiar for Cellbit to latch onto if he fell too far. 

The rain outside picked up, a loud crack of lightning sending Cellbit into another tense position. Bad winced in pain, Cellbit's claws digging into his sides but he still kept his hold on him. Poor guy scared out of his mind. 

Cellbit moved on his lap “Mae I- Roier and I we were arguing” he didn't dare look up. “Roier…he's so mad at me he hates me I know he hates me” he spiraled, still trying to get comfy on Bad's lap. 

Bad pressed a kiss to his forehead ”You're okay” he said quickly “Roier loves you bits, I ho can't love that cute face?” Bad put his hand under Cellbit's chin. The hybrid jerking his face away, Bad now noticing how winded he sounded. 

Oh. He was getting comfortable on Bads lap. Making himself right at home. “Mae” he mewled, claws sinking in again as he humped Bad's lap. Cellbit let out a few mews, Bad still kissing his forehead.

Cellbit felt disgusting. Humping Bad's lap like a dog desperate for some friction against his dick. His breathing was quick, a meow getting caught in his throat when Bad grabbed him by the neck. 

“Get your claws out of my side Cellbit”. 

He hadn't even noticed he was doing it. But Bad didn't make him stop humping. Just breathing. His hands were so big compared to Cellbit, everything about Bad was big. Like his soft thighs that flattened out when he sat, making Cellbit spread his legs to staddle him. 

Cellbit retracted his claws. “Good kitty” she praised and let go of Cellbit's neck. Cellbit could swear he saw stars as air re-entered his lungs. He let out a pathetic whine again, trying to ride on Bad's thighs to completion. It just felt so good. Bad smelled so good, warm and comforting the way she held his back and head was like…like home. Like he belonged here. 

“You don't look upset anymore, you want me to get up and make you something to eat kitty?” Bad asked, looking down at the sad mess off a horny cat. 

Cellbit looked him in the eyes, tearing up again. Crying Infront of people? How embarrassing “No!” he gasped out and kept going. Bad reached his hand down from Cellbit's back to his butt and just presses him down a little harder.  “Mae no-no I'm sorry” Cellbit gasped out as Bad pressed him down. 

So desperate. So needy. Bad reached down more, tracing his large hand over Cellbit's hip as he rutted against her thighs and ran a thumb over his clothed erection. Bad giggled, he was so cute! What a naughty kitty. 

Cellbit full stopped at that, body shaking as he worked through orgasm. He mewled again, Bad watching as he got a little splotch on his pants from where he came. Bad brought him close to herself again. “need momma to help clean up?” She asked, gently rubbing his sides to comfort him while Cellbit looked up at her with a flustered expression. 

“Mhm…please?” 

“Please what?” 

“Please Mae” 

“Good kitty” 

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