“Oh. Fuck. Shit.” It felt so good, but I wanted to watch Tyler.
“West. Yes. West.”
My name on his lips was sensual, it overwhelmed me, and I liked it too much. Already, I was craving to see him fall apart for me again. This was a first for me, and I knew it was what I had been missing my entire life.
I leaned my forehead down on his chest, breathing hard. The orgasm was unbelievable, and I suddenly understood the term making love. Shit. This was a lot, really fast, especially since I didn’t know him well, but everything in me was pulled to him. My heart felt light, fluttery, different, and I knew it had nothing to do with the energy we had expended.
“Jesus Christ, West. That was phenomenal. When can we do that again?” He leaned up and kissed me with a smile.
I laughed. Then smiled at him broadly, so glad we were on the same page, “Give me a few hours and we can do it again.”
“Excellent.”
“Mew.” We both laughed again. It felt good to have that kind of moment with someone and then laugh.
“I think someone wants to eat, since the last time was at the vet.” I kissed his chest and grabbed my briefs from the floor to wipe off his stomach. Before I got up, I had to feel his lips again,since I was already addicted to his kisses, and my heart rate climbed with the gentle, sweet moment. I wanted to say all kinds of words, but it was way too soon for any of them. “How about we name them Charlie?”
He looked at me. “We?”
“As far as I am concerned, we are raising them together. If we ultimately have to have a custody agreement, we will.” His smile was charming and warmed my heart.
“Fair. A child is better off with two parents. Charlie is a good name because it will work for either gender.” I nodded.
“Mew.”
“For a tiny creature, they sure are bossy.” I got up and groaned when our cocks rubbed against each other again, my body was already interested in round two which impressed me since I wasn’t a twenty something. I reached down and helped Tyler up. “Let’s feed the wee beastie.”
“Do you have some sweats I can borrow?” The idea of him in my clothes did all kinds of things to my insides.
“Of course. Can you find the formula and droppers?”
“Yes.” Before he walked away he pulled me close his lips took mine, and he sucked on the bottom one a little. “That was amazing, West. I’m glad you’ve been patient with me.”
“You’re worth it. Let me get you something to wear.” Unable to resist, I gave him a sweet peck. I headed to my bedroom to find some clothes.
Putting on some sweatpants, I searched for the pair that was too small for me; they would fit him better. He had narrower hips, and I figured these would fit well, although they might still be a little loose. I hoped they rode low on his hips because that was a view I would enjoy all evening.
When I returned to the living room, Tyler’s face lit up when he looked at me, standing there naked, holding the items we needed for Charlie.
“You are god damn gorgeous.” I couldn’t help but voice it when I saw him, because he was stunning.
“Thank you. No shenanigans. Charlie needs food.”
We traded the sweats for the food he held, and I silently mourned him covering up. As I hoped they were a little big in the hips and sat obscenely low, his pelvic region showing along with the top of the trimmed curls that were around his gorgeous cock. It was very distracting, and I willed myself to take only one more look before I went to get the box where Charlie was.
When I looked inside, Earl was lying there with the tiny kitten under a wing, as he gently nudged them with his nose, probably trying to stop them from crying.
“Did you watch Charlie while we were busy, Earl?” The dragon looked up at me; clearly, he felt I was stupid for asking since it was apparent.
With Earl still inside, I picked up the box, took it into the living room, and sat in the wingback chair I had in the corner. “Okay, sweet baby, you need to eat for daddy.” I looked up at Tyler, who watched with a smile. As soon as I offered the food, Charlie started to suckle.
Tyler hustled over and dropped to his knees in front of us. “That’s it, Charlie. You go.”
We were parents to a kitty now, and I was okay with that, especially if it meant more intimacy and orgasms. Once we got Charlie fed, I returned them to the box and went over to see what else Tyler had purchased since we had gotten caught up in each other before I had looked through it.
Charlie wouldn’t use some of the things for months, but this kitten wouldn’t want for anything. Together, we found places for litter boxes, food bowls, and even the seven-foot cat tree. Tyler went into the kitchen while I cleaned up the packaging and got Charlie settled in their new bed. When I had finished cleaningup, I joined him. I could smell my favorite things: garlic, tomatoes, and onions. “You’re making pasta?”
He turned around. “I am. Is that okay?”
