“You’re soft,” his muzzle whispers, finding the perfect spot to settle in between his shoulder and ear. Kiri’s paws wander up and down the length of the tiny tomcat’s plush body, drinking in the full, rich fur that clothed him. 
“You’re sad,” the cat responds, with a small, knowing smile. 
The kitsune’s paws slow. “Well isn’t that why all men come here.” 
“Well, it’s often why the women do…” the cat responds, carefully leaning into Kiri’s curious paws now, letting the tension flow away, bit by bit. “But I must admit, I’d never expected a man, nor one of your stature, I suppose…” 
“I’m like you in that way, then,” Kiri answers, dipping a paw down below the waist, “full of surprises~” 
“Aaaah…” the cat relinquishes his fragrant breath, and lets Kiri guide him, step by step, over to the bed. 
The two exchanged feels back and forth for some time, before settling in at the pillow, with the smaller on his back, legs and arms slowly worked apart, and the older wrapped along his side, cradling the little cat carefully… lovingly. 
“I see now…” the cat says, eyes dipping away from the beautiful fox, ever so briefly, “you’re not touching me are you…” 
Kiri’s eyes drift away, just as soon as the cat’s had returned. “That’s a silly thing to say at a moment like this, don’t you think?” he says, slowly snaking his arms around the kitten’s waist, and squeezing ever so gently. 
“Mmmf…” 
The two pant together, drinking in one another’s breath, listening to the gentle rhythm of two heartbeats, briefly entangled into one. 
“I want what you’re giving me, but I’m sorry sir… I’m just a bit too smart for you to fool.” 
“Heh… I’m not sure I follow, I’m afraid…” 
“What you’re giving me… it’s too precious a gift.” 
“Perhaps I’m just more generous than you’re used to.” 
“Hmm… no, I don’t think so. Sorry, sir…” 
“Now why is that~” 
“Because…” the cat pauses, gathering his words, “these paws know someone like me. But it can’t be me. It’s someone you’ve known much better, much longer.” 
Kiri squeezes what he’s holding, squeezing out a shocked—and adorable—little sound out of the cat. “Now you’re most certainly wrong.” 
But the cat simply smiles, unbothered by the deep blush set in upon his soft young cheeks. “From a natural perspective, maybe. But I do have a gift, or a curse, if you’d call it that.” 
Kiri’s ears perk up, curious now. 
“You’ve known him… or perhaps… her..?” 
Kiri smirks. “Sure…”