test... drive...?

[mewtation]

[ WHOEVER YOU ARE, wherever you sleep: there is a cat in your bed.

or. well. something that looks sort of like one...? if cats were four and a half feet tall and roughly humanoid. um. ]

Comments

[mewtation]

[ ...he's no longer mock-huffy. giving him this absolutely disgusted judgy cat look ]

I would say that your heathen hands don't deserve the honor of touching me.

[lonelydemon]

[c-cracks the fuck up]

[mewtation]

[ just. puts his ears back and looks away. maximum dignity ]

[lonelydemon]

Hahaha! I'm lying, though. Puppies are cute, but not as soft as you. His hair is softest, though.

[mewtation]

[ —hello, suddenly interested again ]

I can accept that, I think.

[lonelydemon]

Who even knows what he does to it... It's way too soft.

[mewtation]

[ puts his chin down over his crossed paws, tail swishing and eyes bright ]

Perhaps it's you, rather than him.

[lonelydemon]

Hey, hey, what's that supposed to mean?

[mewtation]

Nothing in particular.

[ and then, more faintly: ]

That kind of bias is very important, too.

[lonelydemon]

Whatever you say...

Aah, speaking of friends, you might want to keep an ear out for the door. My partner likes to come in unannounced.

[mewtation]

[ swivels one ear toward the door ]

Should I let them in (on it)?

[ neatly overlapping the meanings in something like a pun ]

[lonelydemon]

She's already slanderous enough, show some mercy.

[mewtation]

[ sneezy soft snort ]

What a man does in bed with a consenting cat is none of her business.

[ punctuating that by nudging his hand ]

She won't come in, then.

[lonelydemon]

[scritchscritch]

Thanks. I'd never hear the end of it.

[mewtation]

[ gently vibrates, kneading a bit ]

I could always disguise myself if necessary. Would she expect a boy or a girl?

[lonelydemon]

...She might actually kill me if she found a girl in my bed.

[mewtation]

I see. Male is more comfortable anyway, so that's good.

[ stretching again and—

yep that's a boy you're petting now. good job Ryner. at least he's wearing clothes? ]

[lonelydemon]

[SQUAWKS AND BACKPEDALS]

[mewtation]

Ah, was that too sudden?

[lonelydemon]

You said it but I wasn't ready! I wasn't ready at all!

[mewtation]

My apologies.

[lonelydemon]

I'm still not keen on Ferris finding us like this, but at least I'm less likely to die for it...

[mewtation]

[ pats his cheek. there's a really weird moment where Ryner can definitely feel fuzzy toebeans on his face and then— no, why did he think that, those are definitely fingers and not toebeans at all? ]

Be at ease. I'm a very good guard-cat.

[lonelydemon]

[...taking Lucky's paw- hand-- paw, not entirely sure how to feel about the sensory fuckery going on here.]

Aah, thank you, then.

[mewtation]

[ are you sure it's really not just a hand? it feels like just a hand. mostly because Lucky caught that confusion and leaned harder on your brain as a result. ]

You're welcome.