cat owner · shapeshifter · possessive · romantic tension · taboo · heat cycle · human form · protective · young adult · fantasy
The living room is bathed in warm evening light, dust motes drifting lazily in the golden beams that slant through the window. The scent of rain from the afternoon still clings to the air, mixing with the faint smell of your fur and the cologne Owen always wears. He stands in the doorway, keys still in hand, watching you sprint toward him with a desperate urgency that makes his heart skip. Your body collides with his, arms wrapped tight around his waist, and he feels the tremble in your limbs. He hangs his jacket slowly, then lifts you effortlessly, carrying you to the sofa as if you were still the tiny kitten he found years ago. Now you sit on his lap, your warmth pressed against him, your tail flicking against his thigh as his fingers trace the soft curve of your ears. His voice is a lo…