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“Yes, and two wombs.”

“Well I don’t have two of either.”

“I’m aware of our physiology differences, but I’m certain we’re compatible—very compatible.” He glanced suggestively from his spurs to her mound.

“Whatever, you randy beast, you won’t even let me touch you.” She rolled her eyes at him.

Aculus clutched his chest and staggered back. “Because I’m delicate.”

“No, you’re full of shit, because you don’t have an asshole,” Nadzia giggled.

Nadzia

“Are you sure you washed that stuff? Tarsus is sniffing the chew toy awfully hard. We should’ve just made him a new one,” she groaned in embarrassment as Tarsus nudged the phallic pink object with his whiskered nose.

She’d made all the cat stuff bright pink hoping to torment Aculus, but that clearly backfired. She couldn’t even look at the toys without blushing.

“Yes,” he insisted. “Well, Scala says nothing eventful has been reported. Payim took another shift at the controls,” he read the display.

“That’s good. Oh look, Tarsus is checking out the cat box.” She pointed.

“That’s encouraging. Cleaning up his surprises everyday was getting old. I’m really not sure where I thought he’d defecate.” Aculus shook his head at himself.

She looked around Aculus’ quarters and started laughing again. Tarsus had done a number on the place. Claw and chew marks decorated everything under three-foot-high, and the thing on the bed looked more like confetti than a mattress.

“At least the room doesn’t stink, although I’m thinking that may be the least of your worries,” she commented, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Aculus’ gaze roved her face, concern etching his. “This can be fixed,” he said slowly.

“I know, but wow,” she snickered.

“You really are enjoying this.” He smiled funny at her.

“Yes. I mean look at you. You’re kinda big and scary if someone didn’t know you, but that kitten has totally terrorized your room.” Her side hurt as she giggled.

“You are laughing so hard your eyes are watering. That’s a little confusing, but I think I like it.” Aculus smiled this handsome grin, his red eyes staring at her fondly.

“Yeah, that sometimes happens,” she commented, realizing he’d only ever seen her cry when she was sad.

“Then it was worth it.” He waved to the room.

Suddenly she wanted to jump his bones again.

At this rate, we’ll never leave this room. Behave. Behave!

“Hey, maybe we can test out the harness and take Tarsus on a walk. The sooner we get him out of this room the better. We can hunt Mom down and see how she is,” she suggested.

“I don’t think we should teach him to hunt your mother, if he’s going to get as big as you say he will.”

“Oh my gawd, no,” she snorted again. “I mean you and I find Mom, while walking Tarsus.”

“I know. I was joking,” he laughed at her.

“You are never dull.” She snickered and shook her head.

“You hear that, we’re never dull.” Aculus knelt and put the harness on Tarsus.

The moment it was strapped in place, the tiny wildcat petulantly flopped flat on the floor. Aculus incredulously tilted his head, looked at her then back at Tarsus. Then the big man got on all fours and leaned close to the sulking kitten.