Catnundrum. Chapter Three.Five.
Catnundrum Chapter Three.Five By Roofles
The night was cold inside the apartment and the storm still raged outside; battering against the windows as snow piled up, shaking the rafters and roof, making the smaller male hug even tighter to that warm musky furnace he found himself laying on only minutes after it began. Nose first, pressed between the dog's nipples, Simon could feel the thunder of the dog's heart just under him. Eyes transfixed onto the v shaped mahogany fur that draped down the rottweilers muzzle and neck, trying to think of anything but exactly where he was right now.
In a moment of weakness he had purred, actually purred. Such a natural thing that a cat couldn't even fully control, like a wagging tail of a dog though far rarer. Simon, at first, held his breath hoping that the dog hadn't noticed and immediately stopping himself from vibrating like a...vibrator, on top of the nearly naked male dog at that. The sound of the dog's stubby tail could actually be heard wagging though.
Simon's fingers dug into the thick hide of the dog sides (nails nearly springing out), feeling the hot flesh underneath that thick black winter coat with each padded finger and feeling the heat pour across his face as the dog murred low, deep with a heavy growling sound of satisfaction the dog felt in this moment. Some kind of achievement at making the cat purr so. The blankets were wrapped tight around the two and with it the enclosed space was filled with that heavy musky heat the dog's body exuded. A natural yet strong smell of male, dog and testosterone that made the blood rush to Simon's face as the loud sound of the dog's heart, and heavy breaths filled his ears in the otherwise silent room. All of these things amplified as he was hugged tighter against that muscular chest. If Simon had so wanted to he could actually trace the dog's muscles with his nose.
Even in the cold room the Siamese cat felt warm, hot even and his paws were sweaty as he rested on the contours of the rottweiler's body that he had been pulled almost fully onto at this point. A natural muscular body, firm to the touch even when he wasn't flexing. Which the dog was doing this very second as if knowing that was what the cat was focusing, though he tried everything but not to, on that moment. It was hard not to think of the thing your very face was being pressed against.
Hugging Simon with both arms, that black nose of the cat slipped back under his arm as the rottweiler murmurred (the very sound vibrating in his broad chest), grumbling no actual words as Rob shivered a bit at the feel of the cat's snout under arm once more. Turning the cat on the side, still in that strong embrace, Rob nuzzled against the top of his head through the blankets giving it another strong slurping lick most of which covered the cat's forehead as well as the dog squeezed him closer, shoving his snout into his pit and growling playfully at that.
Simon only flushed more as that ragged breath panted down over him, washing his face with stale pizza breath. The cat ears folded back and his eyes clamped shut feeling the blood rush to his head as he couldn't help but smell the dog's musky pit. The maw above him continued to pant over his face and with it a thick string of drool fell crossed the cat's snout. Simon frowned as there was a loud smacking of lips above him and an equally large swallow as the dog wiped his mouth with an arm.
"Sorry." Rob apologized.
"Dogs." Simon just replied glaring down at the crook in rottweiler's arm he found his snout wedged into. The cat rose with the large breath (even on their side as they were) that the larger dog took and fell softly as Rob exhaled through his black bumpy nose. There was a string of sniffings before the dog swallowed loudly once more unaware that the cat was trying to pull himself free of the musk prison he found himself in. Just soft jerks of his head, snout still trapped under arm.
"Pizza's almost done." Rob just replied as if to explain his reason for slobbering on him from before. And as if to apologize further Rob slurped over the side of his muzzle to clean up the mess he had made. The cat flinched back shutting his eyes tightly and folding his ears back even more as that tongue slapped against the side of his muzzle and worked its way up and over, far slower than was need be.
Simon just let out a loud bleh as the side of his muzzle was pulled up as that thick soggy tongue soon finished, disappearing once more into the black lips of the dog's muzzle. Followed by even more heavy panting breaths of the dog who hugged him once more, tongue curling in his now open unashamed maw. "Sorry, sorry." Rob apologized some more nosing at him as Simon was crushed in his arms, suffocating in his pit.
"J-just go get your pizza!" Simon fussed pushing him away, still never meeting eye contact as he flushed some more as the dog's tail wagged behind him and Rob just looked down at him with those large muddy pools he called eyes. And of course Rob didn't just let go, that would've been too easy for the cat.
Simon just looked away unable to follow it up with any other words as if Rob had his tongue. Simon tried to pry himself from the dog's vice like grip once more. The latter of the two just wagged his tail faster, lifting the sides of his black lipped muzzle up, his ears standing to attention as he watched the cat struggle.
The rottweiler was used to wrestling with the other dogs. The cat, on the other hand was not. And as Rob moved closer once more he got a rather loud hiss in return. Rob could smell the cats agitation, the annoyance and even fear but at the same time the exciting, thrill and enjoyment of it. And the cat wasn't very subtle at hiding any of these things from the watchful, sniffing dog.
Rob loosened his grip not wanting to go to far on the matter with his playful antics, finally allowing Simon to get some space between the two. Simon took a nice refreshing breath of clean, unsoiled (ice cold) air and in turn, got a massive lick literally knocking him backwards as the dog got up in the same motion. Padding his way through the living room to get the pizza out, Rob's tail never stopped wagging as he hummed softly to himself in a very carefree spirit. The timer had been beeping for the past two minutes before being turned off.
Simon lay on his back with his fur standing up as he felt frozen once more as that large, broad head had moved towards his own. Fanged muzzle, opening wide with drool seeping from the sides and a soggy tongue rolling out like a red carpet, warm welcoming death. And to be slapped a crossed the face once more in seemingly good humor and affection that made the cat's claws spring out in turn.
Unkinking his tail, Simon got up a bit before shivering as the cold air rushed around him making him lose both his annoyance for the dog and any retort he was about to give or come up with his mind still reeling in fear. Dropping back down the cat tossed the blanket over head and hid underneath, only his nose stuck out with a whisker or two as he waited for his space heater to return. In the meantime he played with the bell around his neck.
"Another movie?" Rob asked returning with a large plate filled with pizza in one palm and several more bottles of beer in the other.
"What did you have in mind?" The cat asked wearily, watching the dog step up and over the makeshift fort and taking a seat on the other side of the cat from where he had been before. Trapping the smaller male in the corner - as if the cat couldn't just step over the pillow wall. Not even caring about the blankets, Rob sat back rubbing his rear into the mattress beneath them and tried to grab the remote with his hind paw. Using his toes to grip it a bit before sliding it over towards him and trapping it between his legs.
"Pizza?" Rob asked the staring cat who hadn't taken his eyes off him. "Warm, cheesy, meaty goodness." The dog offered wearily now as if he were going to hiss at him once more.
"Right..." Simon eyed him wearily before taking the plate with both hands. "Thanks." The cat looked down at the grease coated pizza.
"Like me." Rob added with a wag of his tail. Simon had been trying to bite one of the slices of pizza still on the plate without using his hands, and stopped. The Siamese cat looked at the dog grinning at him.
"I understand warm. Even meaty." The cat reasoned only making the dog grin wider as he was called meaty. "But cheesy?"
"Well not like greasy." Rob tried to explain setting the several bottles of beer down between his legs and popping a cap off with nothing more than his thumb and nail. "But like cheesy as in...goofy, corny, sugary oversweet and syrupy?" Rob shrugged as he looked at him, taking a long drink of a bottle. His throat bugling as he easily chugged half the bottle down.
Simon just looked at him. "Sugary oversweet and syrupy?"
Rob moved the bottle away, opened his mouth before lifting a finger, pounding on his chest and letting out a loud burp in reply. Smacking his lips Rob picked at one of his teeth with a dull nail. "Yeah. I'm a corndog."
Once more the cat found himself at a loss for words. "Like the deep fried food?"
Rob was about to take another drink; lifting a mahogany eyebrow he let out a booming, barking laugh making Simon flex himself as if trying to appear bigger and thus more intimating in response - hackles raised and all. This was lost on the dog as were meaning things. "Haha, no not food. Like a corny dog. A dork. Ya' silly cat," Rob said reaching over to grab a slice of pizza. The cat folded his ears back, wincing a bit as if he had been shooed off with a newspaper at the dog's action.
"Right..." Simon just finished looking off to the side as the dog wolfed the slice of pizza down.
Licking his fingers afterwards Rob folded his ears back at the look on the cat's face. "So..." He began before grinning as the cat looked at him, tail wagging hopefully like a scolded puppy trying to sneak out of time out early. "Movie?" Rob asked placing that hand down between them and using it to lean over towards him a bit. "With snuggles?" He added hopefully trying to lead into the thing he had been actually hoping for.
"Just eat your pizza." Simon mrowed loudly as he reached for the remote between the dog's legs (making Rob tense up this time around). Skilled fingers slipped around the black plastic remote and plucked it from the dog's inseams making the dog actually whine as they drew back and away, Simon resting back in his corner.
"Fine." Rob said in defeat as he smiled, watching the cat who hadn't moved out of arms reach, just an inch or two over as if to give him space an not in a retreat. Rob swallowed loudly, licking his teeth clean a bit before moving over to sit next to his smaller friend. And moving once more. Then once more, half inch scoots that were far more intimidating than the dog meant them to be.
Sure his grinning face, muscular flexing body and the fact he was moving closer to the cat was in itself all were rather terrifying traits to the smaller male, like some kind of creepy stranger you find yourself waiting with at a bus stop. That feels the need to scoot closer next to you even as you move away.
Simon always had very odd, strange, almost b-rated porn plots in mind when this dog, any dog, made a forward aggressive move on him (such as this). There was an unhealthy arousal about the thought. Some kind of forbidden thrill on the whole subject. This was most likely related to the fact he had been harassed as a kitten by an older dog that had traumatized him for life. Or the many, many porno movies he had discovered as a teenager.
Still Simon found himself watching Knaughty Nurses on the odd hour every month or so.
Which of course only made this whole thing more uncomfortable. For both of them. Rob could smell it on the stronger male, let alone when the two had been under the same covers (somewhat). So many welcoming, invitingly signs and smells and yet the larger dog didn't want to get hisses at once more with some kind of unwelcoming advance he may show on the smaller male (or get his eyes clawed out). Even so Rob moved closer.
Rob's thigh was resting against Simon's at this point and the two were facing forward not looking at each other as they sat there. It was only after several minutes had passed did either of the two speak. Rob was just enjoying the moment, and another slice of pizza.
"Another movie?" Simon repeated landing on none other than the sequal to the movie they had just watched as he flipped through the different movies on thee netflix.
"Not as good." Rob replied rather robotically with a creased frown.
"You're right." Simon nodded his eyes darting over however as the dog moved to take another slice of pizza with his muzzle. The siamese tensed as an arm looped around him as the dog just tipped the plate so the pizza slid into his maw, no hands required using them for seemingly far more important matters. Like grabbing his ass. "Monty Python it is." The Siamese stammered a bit, tail bolting out like a lightning bolt.
"I didn't vote for him." Rob replied and there was a moment of silence before they both laughed. The dog hugged him some more (hugging and groping seemed to be one and the same in this moment) as the two rested back, kicking their feet up and began to watch.
This was soon followed by quoting each and every line. Rather poorly as the pizza was placed aside and more beers were exchanged between the two. Rob would nudge at him before a scene came up, bouncing in his seat before barking loudly with a laugh making the cat pull away with a roll of his eyes. And in turn Simon got a nose pressed against the side of his face and hot pizza breath wash over the bottom of his muzzle and neck sending chills up his spine as the dog would apologize. This would happened several times throughout only the first part of the movie.
Clawing at the side of the fort, Simon found himself pressed up against, the cat tried to ignore the fact the dog had twisted himself to lay across and in turn ontop of him. That broad head and muzzle resting on his chest and looking over at the screen with half closed eyes. An arm snuck around his waist and the dog snuggled in making the cat tense even more, taking a hissing breath and holding it in his throat as the dog's muzzle nuzzled his chest, the end of his nose bumping the bell around it.
Rob barely noticed Simon's rigid whiskers, perked ears, frozen stiff tail and every muscle in his body flexing in response as the rottweiler nosed at him some more, sniffing before licking him. Enjoying that smell, that taste and feel of the smaller male with him, next to him and only hugging him more securely in turn.
Hesitantly with great effort, Simon managed to place his tattoo'd arm onto Rob's back (more like just letting it drop down onto him). Simon was looking up at the ceiling as he rub slowed along the broad shoulder blades and thick dog's neck.
"See," Rob said in reply turning around to look at the screen and cuddling. "You're not scared of the big ol' rottie."
"Sure." Simon replied with clenched teeth, nails springing from his hands and toes and nearly digging into the dog's thick hide. "Sure not, bud. Sure not problem a at all." He stammered, swallowing and getting sweaty pawed again making him even more self-conscious about the state he was in.
Swallowing, seemingly loudly enough to make the dog notice, Simon wanted nothing more than to pant open maw as his throat was parched, sweaty paws, stiff in the pants and hot in the head.
Of course at this thought the shudders rattled loudly outside and the snow smacked against the glass back door making the catch pull over towards the dog, hugging his broad head against his chest nearly clawing his eye out in the process.
"Face, face!" Rob tried to say moving his arms but not his head as a a nail was dangerously close to his eye. "Face, pain, suffocating, eyeball!" He said randomly, loudly and chuckling the whole time even as his face was pulled and groom as he declawed his cheek from the cat's grasp.
"S-sorry, just the shudders and the whole..." Simon said before going wide eyed, folding his ears back and with that hid under the covers embarassingly. As nervous as he had been the sudden sound caught the cat off guard.
"No worries bud," Rob just chuckled rubbing the side of his face with a hand and Simon's back with another. "Look you just stay right under there," the rottweiler scooted himself closer, sliding his legs under with the cat. "And I'll watch out here, making sure nothing comes out to get the poor kitty kat."
"That's one." Simon said trying to ignore the foot rubbing the side of his face that the dog was trying to comfort him with.
"One what?" Rob said scooting over to use both legs now to push and play against the cat who was pawing at his foot like a string just out of reach.
"It's a warning." Simon said, frowning as a foot pushed against his face again. Once it came back into reach...those claws sprung out and stuck into the dogs foot making him wince, teary eye but not pull away.
"I thought I had two more warnings!" The dog howled a bit, whining at his poor foot was clawed at.
"It was." Simon said resting back once more. Rob was able to scoot closer. "How did they get the coconut?" The cat asked watching the movie.
"They migrated."
"Are you suggestion coconuts migrate?"
"No they were carried."
"By what?"
"A swallow, duh." Rob replied with a roll of his eyes.
"I'd swallow your coconuts." Simon grumbled. A moment of silence fell. "Was it an African swallow?"
"What does race have to do with anything?" Rob inquired.
"Well we all know African swallows are capable of carrying coconuts."
"But everyone knows African Swallows don't migrate." Rob made sure to point out.
"Are we seriously having this conversation?" Simon nearly face palmed.
There was a moment of respite between the two. "So...is snuggling still off the table?" Rob asked with a wag of his tail and got a pillow in the face.