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Gary picked up the small Ventrexian with ease. He cradled him, hugging him close, savoring the physical contact he had so dearly missed in his five years of isolation. Lowering him a bit, he smiled. " Your fur is very soft, " he commented, brushing some of it back with his hand. " And very bright, excellent dye job, my boy."
Little Cato was used to his adoptive father's physical affection by now. And although he liked to be cool and angsty, he still enjoyed it, especially since his real father never really gave him this kind of attention. He liked it.
“Heh, that's all natural, ” Lil Cato bragged, dragging his fingers through his mohawk. His tail started to sway slowly in contentment.
" Mm-hm, " Gary nodded, amused by the movement of his tail. He took one of his paws in his hand and brought it to his own hair. " Feel that grease? That's all natural too. "
The boy snorted and laughed, pulling his hand back and sticking his tongue out in mock disgust. Though he was trying to play it cool, Gary couldn't help but break into a wide smile, his face reddening lightly. The lil guy was just so cute, and that laugh was infectious. He chuckled, resuming stroking his son's fur. The Cato's head leaned into Gary’s palm, purring loudly as his tail only began to wag harder. Pets weren’t something he'd normally received, but all the same were welcomed from his father, gently headbutting the man as a sign of affection.
Oh good lord, the boy is purring. He'd managed to get Avocato to purr before, but the older man would immediately get embarrassed and storm off. Though he supposed it was a bit hard to stomp away if you're being held.
Regardless, it was adorable and only served to darken the blush on his face.
" You're lucky you're a cat and can just lick yourself all shiny and clean, " Gary scratched under LC's chin, " If I don't have access to soap and water I just have to get used to smellin' and feelin' like crap. "
“Yeaaahhh, you really do smell like crap." Little Cato snarked. " I wasn't gonna say anything, but you brought it up, so..."
" Shame you can't lick me clean. "
Oh. Oh.
The red blush seemed to only darken at the sudden shift in Gary’s tone, surprise and embarrassment etching on the Ventrexian's features. It took a few moments for Gary himself to process what he'd said, his own expression mirroring LC's.
He stammered and stuttered trying to correct himself or fix his slip-up-- surely you can't just say that to your 15-year-old son, right?? Little Cato interrupted, suddenly very levelheaded in his response.
" All over is a bit much, I dunno... how 'bout we just start here?"
Before Gary could react, LC pressed his lips to his father's, quickly slipping his rough tongue into his mouth. It was longer than he'd anticipated, and he was too caught off guard to fight it away from exploring. After a few moments, the catboy broke away and grinned mischievously.
“W-What the hell?" Gary managed to get out. " That's... not appropriate. "
"Ha, in your culture maybe. Ventrexia's a bit looser with this kinda stuff." His tail moves in quick waves behind him.
He remains silent a few moments, processing everything. He'd meant for today's affection to just be platonic and fatherly but... Little Cato seemed to want more than that? But why from him? He was way older-- though, he supposed to a Ventrexian, with their way longer lifespan, maybe he wasn't really THAT much older to him-- and his father. He really shouldn't indulge him...
But he didn't want to let him down, either.
He cupped Cato's cheeks in his hands, pulling his face closer for another kiss, this time he was the one shoving their tongue in uninvited. If he was going to do this, it would be as the boy's father, and that meant being the one in charge here. This kiss lasted longer than the last, tongues swirling together and drool dripping down their chins. They petted each other's long hair while still cupping each other's face.
They separated again, grinning to each other. It was both of their first kises, at least as far as Gary could remember, in his case. Their faces were equally flushed hearts racing from the unfamiliar, overwhelming situation. At the very least, if Little Cato was going to have sexual urges directed at older men, he was glad he went to his loving, trustworthy father rather than a stranger. Much easier to keep an eye on him.
And speaking off...
LC was startled by something poking at his rear, glancing back a moment before realizing it wasn't just a belt buckle. He looked back to Gary, smiling slyly. " Wow, is that all it takes? Its kinda sad. " he teases.
" Hey, it's been...a while! Alright? Not that it's any of your business, anyway. " he defends himself.
" I think it is, actually. What if I want a little brother? "
" Tsk. Like I'd ever settle. I am a lone wolf, forever wandering the wilderness... alone. "
" Lone wolf, huh? I kinda thought by adopting me it meant you were settling for my dad. Guess you'll have to go for a second best thing instead, though. "
Gary blinked, face red. "Wh-Wh-- That is a lot to accuse at once!"
"I'm right, though, aren't I? " he grinned.
" What has gotten into you lately??"
Little Cato leaned back slightly, grinding against the bulge in Gary's pants.
" I dunno. You tell me. "
Gary started wide-eyed. LC waved a hand dismissively.
" I'm just playin' with you, Dad! I thought you liked weird sex jokes."
" Ha! Heheh. Just a joke. Yea, " He laughed nervously, resuming petting his son, who's rumbling purrs did not help his problem at all.