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You lay with your back pressed against your mattress, and Timothy’s comfortable weight pressed against your chest. The two of you lay there, bare skin flushed against each other, and left completely satisfied. You lay your hands comfortably against his back as his arms loosely encircle your ribcage. You can feel his tail lazily swishing against your legs, tangled with his. He looks wonderfully undone, a glowing flush on his skin, shiny with sweat, and his usually well-kempt hair looks perfectly mussed. Timothy’s eyes are peacefully shut, and his adorable little ears lie just at the tip of your chin. Upon contact, one of them flicks.
Without a second thought, you reach one of your hands and bury it in his dark locks. Timothy tenses up for a moment before sighing in contentment and pressing into your touch. Taking that as encouragement, you begin to gently card your fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp. That’s when you hear it, a light rumbling noise, almost like…
It’s a purr. Timothy is purring against your chest, the sensation of it echoing throughout your body. It takes everything in you not to coo at the sound of it; Timothy would likely not appreciate that. The two of you lie together in that moment, your fingers in his hair, and the other seeming like he’s about to nod off. It’s like you have all the time in the world. Which is, coincidentally, what urges you to finally speak.
“Timothy?”
He hums in acknowledgement, moving his chin up to face you and slowly opening his eyes. They’re half-lidded, and his pupils are blown wide with fondness and adoration.
“Yes, my dear? What is it?”
You hesitate to ask and ruin the peace, but… You know how important Timothy’s schedule is to him.
“Do… you have time to stay here with me like this in your schedule?”
“Mmm, yes… my schedule…” he trails off, eyes drooping shut.
It takes a moment for your question to sink in, but once it does, Timothy’s eyes snap open. He wildly moves his arms from around you to your sides as he pushes his chest up and looks around in a panic.
“Oh dear! Oh my… I… Just how long have we been here?!”
Before you can even attempt to calm him down, Timothy’s eyes shift nervously around, and he continues his spiral.
“I, oh my, I have much to do today… But…”
His panicked gaze reaches your face once more and instantly softens with affection.
“I… do not wish to leave here, to leave you, quite yet…” he trails off, wavering, unsure.
“My darling, I hate to ask this of you, but would you mind so terribly if we stayed like this just a while longer? Oh, how I would hate to waste your time when I’ve been so strict with mine, but…”
He stares at you with a hopeful hesitance written clearly on his flushed face. With a soft chuckle, you gently guide him back down so that he’s nestled in your chest once again. You reach your hands up to his face and gently cup his cheeks, feeling a thrill of satisfaction when Timothy melts into your palms as your gazes meet.
“Timothy, any moment with you is time well spent for me.”
Your words rid any remaining tension in his lean body, and he utterly relaxes into you once again. Delicately, you caress his cheek with one of your thumbs, and that’s all it takes for that delightful purring noise to rumble again.
“My love…” he mumbles with a pleased sigh, “I feel the same way.” He sleepily presses a kiss to your palm before his eyes fall shut once again.
You couldn’t be happier to hear that. You know just how hard-won a prize Timothy’s time is, and here it seems you’ve become worthy of it. With great care, you remove your hands from his face, causing him to make a small sound of dissatisfaction, though that is quickly remedied when you wrap your arms around his body and pull him higher up against your body, his face is now comfortably resting in the crook of your neck. A shiver runs down your spine when you feel his warm lips press against your neck. His small, sharp teeth gently tease your sensitive skin before he kisses your neck once more. You can’t help but tilt your head to give him more access as he works his way up your neck with smatterings of kisses all the way to your jaw. Reaching your face, a soft, delicate hand clasps one of your cheeks, guiding the other side of your face closer to his waiting lips. One kiss is placed on your temple, the next on your cheek, and one more on the corner of your mouth.
Not needing any extra encouragement, you tilt your head back toward him and lazily capture his lips in a kiss. He hums in satisfaction and deepens the kiss ever so slightly before ending it. He presses his forehead gently against yours, and for a fleeting moment, the two of you just stay like that. With an unintelligible grumble, how lowers his back into the crook of your neck with a deep exhale of pleasure.
Leaving one hand on his back, you reach the other back up to his head and begin carding through his hair once more while also pulling him ever closer. You feel nothing short of pleased when this action causes his purring to increase in volume. He nuzzles further into your neck with a sound of contentment.
“My dear…” he mutters drowsily, voice trilling slightly as his purring continues, “Thank you for being with me… for gifting me your time…”
With those words, his purr slowly tapers off, and his breathing evens out. You continue to pet his head slowly, as he sleeps. With reverent care, you press a soft kiss to his temple and one more to his forehead. Peacefully, you lie comfortably as a tired haze drags your eyes shut. You feel the most relaxed you have in a long time as you fall into an undisturbed slumber.
Time well spent indeed.