“What’s wrong with aCall of Dutygameplay?” I asked incredulously.
“It’s just so predictable.”
“Oh, and I’m sure you’re not. Let’s check your watch history.”
“No!” she shrieked as I navigated to the tab.
I laughed as she wrestled with me. “Ooh, too bad someone’s arms are just too short,” I teased, holding the mouse out of reach. “Let’s see what we have here.”
“That’s my personal browsing history!” Ivy yelled. She had an arm around my neck and was lying half on top of me.
“So many Henry Cavill videos. My word, Ivy! And an embarrassing amount of Chris Evans videos too.”
“Gimme that mouse!”
“Henry CavillandChris Evans together at the same time! Scandalous, Ivy. What would the neighbors think?”
“You weren’t allowed to look at those!” she snapped, half climbing up me to try and grab the mouse.
Her soft breast pressed against my chin, the nipple hard under the soft fabric. I suddenly wondered what she would do if I took it into my mouth then turned us over…
Fergus yowled at her, and Ivy scuttled back, releasing me. Whatever moment might have happened was cut short as Fergus jumped into my arms.
Cockblocked by a cat.
I petted the big Maine Coon.
“He was just trying to protect you from me, his actual owner, who scrimps and saves to buy him only the fancy cat food,” Ivy said.
“Poor Fergus,” I cooed, stroking his soft fur. “Let’s watch a cat video. That will cheer you up, big guy!”
“Fergus doesn’t like seeing other cats,” Ivy said.
“I’m starting to feel very honored that Fergus likes me so much.”
“Don’t get too excited,” Ivy said, disgusted. “He also gets this happy about eating out of the trash can.”
* * *
I fellasleep to pet treat baking videos and woke up early the next morning to Ivy shrieking.
“Fergus, you coughed up a hairball on me!”
I looked down blearily. There was a grey, wet lump on Ivy’s side of the bed.
“He just needed to get that out,” I said, lying back down and snuggling the cat next to me. “Maybe we can get Ivy to make us some coffee and clean up that hairball.”
Ivy yanked the covers off me.
“Get out,” she snapped.
“But it’s so cozy.” I yawned.
She threw my suit on top of me. Fergus yowled in frustration.
“What the hell?” I protested.
Ivy bared her teeth.
