#blackice

The Golden Age: FINAL!!!

"You're certainly the most affectionate cat I've ever had," he told the feline. Princess stood, arching his neck so Pitch would get the hint. He did, scratching gentle nails into the back of the cat's neck. "Give me a moment, darling," he said. Then he pulled his hand away.

Princess meowed, loud and distraught, and Pitch laughed outright at the sound.

"I have laundry to do," he said around a chuckle. He reached overhead for the detergent, measuring out a decent amount before dumping it in with his clothes. All the while, Princess mewled, even going so far as to put his tiny paws on Pitch's arm. Pitch couldn't help but snort, but he managed to get the machine going, laughing even more when the cat startled at the loud clunking the ancient thing made on start up.

Before he could move away, testing his sneaking skills against a cat, Princess stood on his back legs, arms outstretched to put tiny paws on his chest. Needle-like nails caught in the fabric of his shirt, Princess rubbing his little head against Pitch's collar. He laughed.

"You're such a sweet little thing," he said. Princess all but melted into him, eyes rolling back in his head. Pitch laughed some more. He pet down a long back and dug his nails into the base of a fluffy tail.

Princess went boneless against him, mewling and arching his back into his fingers. His fluffy tail puffed up comically, and Pitch repeated action.

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