BF Chapter 14.5

Just look at him, so calm and collected with that serene look on his face as he chewed on his pencil. He's been so happy since we got back, the snuggles definitely helped with that as did agreeing to model for his drawing, but...

I bit back a sigh. What if the other pets found out? They'd hurt him. They'd hurt him so bad. And I promised myself, I promised that I'd never let any harm come to him. That no sadness will ever enter his life ever again. That I'll make him as happy as possible. But... what if by being with him I cause him sadness. Could I bear to let him go again?

Stop it Grape. Get a hold of yourself. You're happy, he's happy. You've got to stay strong, for Peanut's sake. Don't start doubting yourself now.

"Peanut?"

"Yeah? And hold that position for just a bit longer. The sketch is almost done."

"Want to dance when this is over?" I could feel my arms start to ache as I kept them over my head.

"Huh? And you can move now."

Pushing off the wall, I sauntered over to Peanut. "Don't you remember? From that night so long ago? I watched you draw from the door way then we danced." A happy sigh escaped and I could the recognition in his eyes. The way the lit up and the wagging of his tail. "That's been my fondest memory for so long."

"We really should sleep instead..."

I followed his gaze. Midnight already? I glanced back down at his drawing and a blush crept across my cheek. It was me posing against a wall while framed by a street lamp. On the wall there was even graffiti and the ground was littered with trash. Beauty where there's none, light in the darkness. That's how Peanut described. I watched him draw the entire thing, every single line was perfectly placed. His pencil would just hover there for a while before the line was drawn in. The hours I've spent watching him draw are some of the best hours I've ever spent.

"Grape?"

"Hm? Oh, sorry. Just admiring your work." I gave a purr. "I love watching you draw. Just that steady hand, that deliberation. It's like you can see the picture on the page before it's drawn. Modelling on the other hand..." I rubbed my shoulders playfully.

He chuckled softly and stretched. "Nothing like watching you writing though. You can just sit down and before I know it, you've written ten pages. I wish I could draw as fast as you write. And you're a good model."

"You mean free eye candy." I placed a finger to his lips, silencing his comments about how good my writing is. "So about that dance?"

Reaching up, he held my hand and kissed it before doing a formal bow. "May I have the pleasure of sharing the next dance with you m'lady?"

Giggling I pretended to curtsy. "It'd be my pleasure sir."

Hand in hand, he lead me to the centre of the room. Once more he bowed before wrapping an arm around me and holding me close. I was in the arms of a Sir Peanut Butter Sandwich and loving every second of it. We didn't use music, we didn't need it. We danced to the beat of our hearts. A nice slow gentle waltz. Just having him here in my arms soothed my worries. His embrace was that of mom's - able to wash away all fears and uncertainties.

Just remember this feeling. This is what you're fighting for Grape. Remember it. Cherish it.

A happy sigh escaped my lips as I snuggled even closer into his embrace. For as long as I live, I'll cherish this feeling.  I wish I could take a snap shot of this emotion to keep it forever. Then again, as long as I have Peanut, I'll always experience and remember this feeling.

"Have I ever told you you're the best dancer I've ever known? It feels like you're an extension of the music." I rested my head on his shoulder, enjoying his heavenly scent. "As graceful as a cat."

"Did I just hear a cat say a non cat is as graceful as a cat?" I gave him a nip on the shoulder for that one. "Alright, alright. I'll take the compliment. I'd say the same to you-"

"Except I'm the only person you've danced with," I finished with grin.

"Nope. Because you are a cat." He nuzzled me tenderly.

"Weeeell... I'm not going to argue over that one." I licked his cheek. "And you have perfect hand placement too. I don't feel like I'm being groped, but there's enough pressure to let me know you're not afraid." I nuzzled his neck gently and to my surprise, his head tilted to the side in a submissive gesture. "Though considering we're dating..."

All the warning I got was an impish grin before his lips descended on mine. I don't know how long we stayed there in each other's embrace and I didn't care. I was lost in that kiss, in those scents, in those tastes. If it wasn't because I needed air, we would have stayed in that position for the rest of the night. But when we pulled apart, both of us were panting hard.

Reaching up, I cupped his face, stroking his eye ridges with my thumbs, sending his tail into a frenzy. Then they draped down, along his cheeks and neck before moving over the front of his chest. There was still a nice layer of fat there for snuggling, but it was also felt firmer when I pressed down. Once my hands reached his belly, I started rubbing in a slow circular motion. His eye fluttered as a groan escaped his lips.

The  moment was broken by a yawn from Peanut. Immediately I guided him to the bed and pushed him in with a finger on his chest. Removing my collar, I turned off the lights before slipping into bed next to him, arms draped over his chest. A purr echoed throughout the room, managing to drown out that incessant ticking and that dull tocking. With my head on his shoulder, I could hear his heart beat and with a slight turn of my head, I could kiss his cheek, neck or lips.

"Love you Grape."

"Love you too Peanut." I squeezed him tighter and rested my hand over his heart. "Love you ever so much."

And as I drifted off to sleep, I could feel his fingers wrap around mine while our tails gently curled around each other. I had Peanut again. That's the important thing. As long as I had Peanut, everything would be alright.

After all, that's how love works in the TV shows and movies and books.







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