What was happening at Daniel's place.

I blink a few times. Oh, I fell asleep on the couch. Daniel isn't here, he said something about the store before I passed out. There's something small and soft on my chest. It's a cat. Daniel doesn't own a cat. Why is there a cat on me and why is he sleeping on me like we've been friends for years.

I notice a slightly open window. Did he get in through there? I look him over, no collar, no identification. He looks scruffy as hell. His black and white fur make a cute pattern where he's mostly black, but his paws and face are white. What a gentleman. He seems unusually trusting of me, so, I decide to try and give him a bath.

Well, he's clean at least. I'll need to buy Daniel some more bandages, using the last of them to cover the last scratch I can. A fluffy, freshly dried bastard seemingly grins at me from afar. Thankfully none of these are deep, but, they sting. I still won this war.

He sits on the bar next to me as I cook up some food for Daniel and I, once he gets back. I toss him some scraps, of which he happily consumes. Poor guy, must be hungry. "I can't name you. If I name you, then I'll want to keep you. I don't want to do that to Alex or Daniel without their permission." The door opens. Daniel enters. "Oh, he-" He stares at the cat. The cat stares at him. Daniel glances at me. I shrug and point to the open window. Daniel glances back down at the cat. "I see." He chuckles, approaching the cat, of whom welcomes him with a soft mew.

He keeps a cool look, glancing down at the cat, and a hilarious grin crawls up his face. He leans over, getting close. "What a cutie. What should we name him?" Wow! Daniel's a cat man!? I'm shocked. "I don't know. I'm terrible at naming things." He stares the cat in it's amber eyes. "Jimbo." J-Jimbo? I almost drop the pan in my hand. "R-Really? You see a Jimbo in there?" Daniel nods, very sure of himself. "Absolutely. He is Jimbo now." Jimbo (Apparently) seems to agree. The connection between the two of them is lost on me.

We eat dinner while Jimbo explores around us. Daniel seems absolutely enthralled by him. It's cute.

I plop on the couch, Daniel is on the floor, staring the cat down. He moves his hand quickly. The cat leaps on it. He smiles warmly. His smile makes me smile. I lay back on the couch stretching. I close my eyes. Suddenly soft lips touch my own. I welcome them, stealing a second kiss. I open my eyes, that wonderful smile is closer to me now. Another kiss. Another after that. He climbs on top of me, on the couch. He's so large. I bite my lip, the light behind him illuminates his body through his thin shirt. A blush crawls across my face. His mouth meets mine once more. My hands slide under his shirt, and as he pulls his mouth off of me, I lift his shirt, throwing it to the floor. He unbuttons my shorts. I can feel my body getting hott- Meow.

There is a cat on my stomach now.

Jimbo you fuck.

I can't help but burst out laughing. Daniel as well. Jimbo curls up and gets cozy. "Bro. Now is not the time." Daniel sits up, "This motherfucker. He's got balls." Daniel ruffles up his fur. I pick him up under his front legs while looking at his face. "You're a stinky bastard. It's sexy time, go be stinky somewhere else." I put him back on the floor, he glares at us, flicks his tail, and walks to the bedroom to sleep instead. Daniel shakes his head. "Cockblock cat." I roll my eyes. "What a little bastard!" A genuine laugh leaves Daniel, and I can't help but stare. My face turns red. Daniel glances at me, noticing. His face approaches mine again. Mouths interlocking. A deep stare into my eyes. "I love you." I mutter, pulling of my shirt. "I love you too." A smile, as he pushes me down. Warmth enters me deep. His eyes still locking with my own. A kiss. Sweat forms. My womb yearns. Friction ignites emotion. "I love you. I love you. I love you." Breathy words escape me. "I love-" Lips interrupt me happily. A spasm ignites intense physical pleasure, my hips buck. Orgasm overtakes me. A grin crawls up his face. My eyes go hazy as he does deeper, slower. The change in action causes a second orgasm. My toes curl. "Oh yeah baby." He says. "Good girl." I nod. Butterflies fill my stomach. Our lips meet once again as the heat rapidly increases. I feel a pressure build. Ah. There it is. My voracious body happily accepts his nourishment. I'm filled with a familiar heat. "I love you." Another kiss.

Between us in bed is a little cock-blocking asshole that I've come to really like. He's purring while sleeping. I look up at Daniel, also having fallen for the little fucker. He smiles at me warmly, "I really am glad this all happened. I love you." My heart skips a beat. I grab his hand. The most genuine of smiles escapes me.