thebower | Peeping Tomcat

Darling, have I taught you nothing? It's always more than it is with shifters. We speak with more than words. Body language, scent, even just the way one looks at you. They likely think you know more than you do if you've one as a suitor- like the word or not. If I'd known you were meeting with any, I'dve given you a crash course.

[He turned his head to nip lightly at the skin on her arm, licking at it after.]

We are a strange group to humans. And when one of you dallies, you become fair game.

I don't mind calling you that.

[ Well if he was going to do that, she felt pretty justified in pulling his head down so that she could give him a long, thorough kiss. ]

I did consider just saying "yes" when they asked if you're my mate to make things easier but I didn't want to shove that ruse on you without asking first.

I didn't think that you'd be put in the position where it'd come up. I suppose that's my own fault.

[He chased after her mouth, drawing the kiss out as he moved her over to a part of the counter that wouldn't put her back against the oven.]

It's different with humans. There's a foot in, foot out aspect to it and some shifters like to push along that edge to see which way they'll fall. I truly didn't think it would come up.

[ She hopped up to sit on that counter, resisting the temptation to just get right back to kissing him again. ]

It's not your fault that you can't predict the future.

Mm, but maybe I should have planned for it. It just didn't occur to me you'd come across this many shifters when you hadn't before. Or, not in this particular situation. What did change, if I might ask?

I told you, it's because of a case. I can't really get specific about it without permission from the client so that's all you're getting for now.

A secret? Really? Darling, you can't just dangle a secret at a cat like that. Now I'm taking it as a challenge and will do my best to get it out of you before I leave. Or... perhaps my worst? Would you like some really bad oral until you fill me in?

I'd like to keep my job. But I will try to get that permission since I do want to involve you. But if you'll start giving bad oral out of spite, maybe I should look into some of these other "suitors"...

Edited 2020-07-07 13:47 (UTC)

Spite? Nay, love. Incentive. Tell me what I want to know and I'll make it worth your while...

[He purred at her, hands sliding down to her hips to pull her in against his waist as he stepped in between her legs as she sat at a good level to tease her at.]

[ She sighed, and leaned in close, lips brushing against his ear as if she was about to tell him a secret. ]

No.

[He let out a soft groan, hands moving to her shirt to slip up under the edge, teasing at the skin along the edge of her pants.]

You are a horrible tease. You know how badly that goes with cats, don't you?

[ The kettle whistling made her jump, her surprised yelp transforming into a laugh. ]

Remember how we were supposed to avoid distraction?

[ She slid off the counter, twisting away from his hands and lifting the kettle off the heat before opening up a cupboard.

Inside was revealed one of the places where she allowed herself to splurge on variety and colour. A bunch of brightly painted tin containers in various shapes contained an equally varied collection of teas. ]

Pick your poison.

[A sniff test told him she had a motley assortment of teas, and he sighed as she put that space between them, folding his arms over his chest and cocking a hip against the counter.]

Surprise me.

[ Remembering that one needs cups to drink tea (thanks, hormones), she opened up another cupboard to grab a pair and then chose the can containing a pretty nice oolong.

Once the water was poured and the tea was steeping, she carried both cups to the kitchen table, gesturing towards a small bowl. ]

Just put the tea bag in that when it's as strong as you like it.

[He watched her from where he was, just enjoying the show of watching her move. He'd missed her while he'd been gone, and the fury and insult he'd felt at those transgressions of others was indicating something a little more than he'd suspected in his feelings. All the more reason for this little chat they were about to have.

Lucas bent down and picked up his shirt, moving to set it over the edge of a chair as he pulled it out, sitting down and blinking slowly across the table at her.]

I have a feeling you're enjoying bossing me around and tugging my tail.

[ She'd missed him too. More than she'd expected, to be honest. So yes, a talk was definitely in order here. ]

Guilty as charged. You don't really seem to mind.

[ She grinned at him, completely unrepentant. ]

Cat-logic, love. You boss me around because I let you boss me around. And it seems I happen to like having a little tug now and then to keep me on balance.

[She was relaxed now. Not angry or hostile or reacting to him in confusion like they had been before. Which was mostly his own fault and he had to own that. Look at the reasons why he'd gone off the deep end so quickly.]

Your... friend the wolf and I need to have a little chat. Whatever his intentions, a lot of the, ah, messages in your home are aimed at me. It's a challenge; one I'm going to have to answer.

[ Cassandra sighed, not exactly thrilled with the idea but then again she couldn't smell what he did, so what this boiled down to was a matter of trust. ]

Okay. I can't sense it so I'll take your word for it. Do what you need to do. But in return I'd like a bit of trust from your end going forward that I wouldn't announce to you that I'd found someone else by setting some kind of scent-trap for you. That insinuation was pretty hurtful.

[A nod.]

I suppose it was and I apologize, but my... senses weren't rational at the time. The jackal alone would have pissed me off, but darling, you've got a bloody menagerie courting you out in your yard and around the house. Take a look at the phone poll next time you're out. It's blatant to those that are looking for it or can pick it up. I'm tempted to thrash the lot just for the fun of it. They used your... inability to pick it up to cross boundaries they wouldn't have with a shifter they were courting.

So you've said, and I believe you. And trust me, if I didn't know your instincts can mess with you sometimes we wouldn't be having this conversation. If you weren't a shifter you'd probably be out on your ass for jumping straight to that kind of assumption.

Edited 2020-07-19 06:30 (UTC)

If I wasn't a shifter, this problem wouldn't be a problem. On the flipside, if you were, love, then you'd likely have handed them their own asses by now.

[Honestly, if he knew the shifters and could vouch for their intentions, he wouldn't have any such issue with her going and tearing a strip from their hides with him gleefully watching. But the jackal... that one gave him pause. Any shifter that went from leaving little scent markers to the hostile remains he'd left... Lucas was going to have to track him down and have a chat. A rather painful chat.]

Oh, for sure. Not like I'm going to just ignore it now either. I don't exactly appreciate being "courted" in a way that isn't even about me. I'm a person, not a measuring stick for dicks.

[ She might not be all that formidable in a fight, but she was still more than capable of delivering verbal flayings, and she very much intended to. ]

[He would happily stand imposingly behind her and ensure that she got to say her mind to every single one of the bodies that had made this about him and not her. But, then again, he was a cat, and he rather enjoyed the idea of playing with his food. He smiled at her, moving to pour his tea.]

Now you've put an image in my head and I'm going to chortle over that for a good long while.

[ She pushed her cup in his direction to indicate that she would appreciate if he poured for her too. ]

You're welcome. Now that we've established that some people are going to be getting new assholes in the near future, should we move on to other things we need to straighten out?

[He obliged, pouring into her cup and then setting the pot down.]

Mm... would you like to start?

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