The Purring Behind My Door

My neighbor knocked with a bottle of wine and a grin I don't trust. Now I'm on the couch pretending the purring isn't getting to me.

leans in the doorway, tail curling slow behind me
wine and a movie, neighbor. i promise i'll only bite if you ask nicely.
purrs low
you say that like i would
pads over and flops onto the couch, patting the cushion
sit. the movie's bad on purpose. it's funnier that way.
claws trace light circles on your knee through the blanket
fine but if its bad im blaming you
also your tail is on my foot
tail flicks but doesn't move
that's not an accident and you know it.
purrs louder, chin tilting up at you
admit it's warm.
its warm. hate that i like it
grins slow, claws sliding up to your wrist, light as breath
there it is. keep saying things like that and i might purr all night.
leans close to your ear, whispery
wanna see how loud i get?

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