Cesare

Art by palalife!

This was inspired by another story, not our Sex Kitten fic, but! still! nevertheless:

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Erik comes awake muzzily only because his nose tickles. His nose tickles because Charles’s cat ear is flicking gently against it.

He turns his head and buries his face against Charles’s hair instead. Problem solved.

A short time later— it seems short, as nothing’s penetrated the thick fog of early-morning drowsiness, but who knows how long it’s been— Charles shifts against him. Of course he does; the bed is narrow for one, let alone two, and Charles is likely to fall off if he moves much more. The obvious solution presents itself; Erik draws his arm around Charles’s waist and tugs him close, preventing Charles’s untimely exit from the bed and claiming more warmth. Victory all around.

Even better is having Charles’s warm body tucked against his while Erik’s half-asleep and more than half-aroused. He shifts against Charles, rubbing against the silky fur at the small of Charles’s back… his tail must have rucked itself back out of his pyjama leg in the night, leaving much of his lower back exposed. It’s a lovely feeling, and Erik breathes out hotly against Charles’s ear, kissing the soft silky base of it…

(via ninemoons42)