Catnap X Dogday Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

Does she want company or privacy? Follow my lead, dog , I think as I give Casper a significant stare. He returns my stare blankly, but happily follows when I push away from the table and trudge slowly into the bedroom. Ana is sitting on the bed, facing away from the doorway, cross-legged and hunched over with her face in her hands. She's curled up into a tiny ball of misery. As I watch, her whole body shudders with a quiet sob. Stooping to pick up the little white dog, I tuck him under my good arm and bring him over to the bed. He pads softly across the bed over to Ana and curls up next to her side. She doesn't react. Awkwardly, I climb onto the bed as well, positioning myself so that I'm si

Catalina bowed her head to me, and I smirk, good they’ve read the books, “Alpha Nico, our apologies, but our daughter wasn’t feeling well, and our partner Steve took her home.” I approach the bed, “Thank you Catalina, how are you feeling?” She nodded, “much better,” I watched as she tightened her grip on her mate. I arched a brow, “ are you fated mates?” She smiled, “yes, Alpha we are, and we appreciate the books, we’ve learned so much from them, even our daughter is excited about her shift now.”

“They can’t travel as fast as me.” “Course not.” I glared at him. “Day Dog.” “What do you get out of calling me that?” He frowned. “Merely the vast pleasure of annoying you.” “Hmm.” He reached down and flicked my nipple under my dress. I hissed through my teeth. Feeling my body immediately react to that fierce touch. Already I could feel my body wetting for him. I pressed my thighs together and hoped he’d not find out. “Oh…” He tilted his head. Blatant interest on his face. “You’re watching me to see if I’ve noticed something. What?”

And It hurt like a bitch. "It was very rude of you, Aless. I had to sleep with Casper for three days when I accidentally called her chubby.Two slaps are less severe."Robert shook his head sympathetically. "Casper is a cuddly dog and he practically sleeps with us.So, you don't need to portray yourself a victim."Povetta hissed at her husband whose face turned white in fear. "Alright guys, let's not fight."Aitana interrupted when she sensed the argument might take a hostile turn.

I should tell him what he said to me in NYC. "Mate, remember when I had accused you of when we were at NYC?" "Yeah?" Maybe tomorrow is better to tell him. "N-nothing. " "You sure?" "Yeah. Good night." "Good night. I love you." "I love you too." And we both fell asleep on each other's arms. Tomorrow shall be the first day I'm Luna. . . . . . I fell on my back. "Well well well. Look who we have here. A runaway cat." I kept my eyes shut. Unwilling to see the horrible reality awaiting me when I open my eyes.

I closed my eyes, humming, wishing to relive our passionate and long-anticipated moment all over again. But I'd settle for a text: Me: I can't stop thinking about you. Immediately three dots bounced up and down on my screen. His Pet: Go to sleep, Catalina. My lips tug downward. Was Malcolm going to act like our kissing didn't happen? Me: Bossy, much. His Pet: I need you well-rested. We have a busy day ahead of us. Me: Oh, do we now ;) I can still feel your lips on mine. His Pet: Sweet Dreams, Catalina

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 I had a list of things I wanted to tackle today. A damn good list, too. The kind that should’ve kept me busy from sunup to sundown, handling the animals, checking on the new foals, and making sure the workers were staying on top of things. But before I could even get started, I ran into Catia. She was lingering near the barn, arms crossed over her chest, bottom lip tucked between her teeth the way she did when something was eating at her.

At a pet store near our complex, she dove into picking her new friend, while my allergies kept me outside. My eyes wandered to a clinic next door, where a scarred, limping man dispensed medicine. Something about him felt familiar. When he caught my gaze, he covered his face and bolted. Puzzled, I turned to the pet store clerk, who explained, "He is a mute. Opened that clinic last year. He used to be a doctor, getting canned for some screw-up. He is good at his job, but his voice is shot. Oh, and he married a woman fresh out of prison. Her face is all messed up. They fight like cats and dogs, yelling and even pulling knives sometimes. He calls her a filthy curse and blames her for ruining his

Things went well after I moved in with Johnnie in his new home. He was right, it was a friendly neighborhood and it didn’t take long before everyone in the town knew who I was. I would sleep during the day and my Johnnie and I would make love all through the night when he returned home. We didn’t have much, but we had happiness and we had each other. After a few months of living with him, I received a surprise visit one day from Dana. She knocked on the door of his house and woke me up from my sleep. The door wasn’t locked and I didn’t want to go and open it for it would mean I would have contact with the sun’s rays when the door opened.

The weather these past few days were perfect. It was neither too hot nor too cold. It was perfect for a mighty cat like Usha. So, Usha’s days were spent just as usual: daydreaming about the lovely Lady Bunny (he can’t really wait to meet her again soon!), visiting (read: annoying the hell out of) the nearby farmer, who humans knew as Mac, playing with Mac’s newest golden fur dog, Mr. Rubber, etc. The pretty ordinary but exciting stuff.