For Crystal Lilly
Summer vacation with Cat-shifting pirates- focus on Tro and Quatre. As always, this uni is cracked!!
Cat-shifting Pirates Drabble 2
Trowa was secretly amused- after all, weren't cats supposed to be known for their dislike of the water? Then again, maybe that was only housecats, not the larger ones. His country really only had the smaller ones so he didn't know what the true big cats were like. Besides, the crew were pirates after all, they spent most of their time at sea- it would be silly if they couldn't swim.
Still it was hilariously funny to watch the big cats roll around in the waves and sand, splashing and playing and occasionally sneezing when they got water up their noses. Some of them kept their human forms, swimming out in easy strokes or stretched out on the sand, soaking in the heat. Even without the fur, they still remained very catlike in their movements.
For example, he wanted nothing more than to reach out and stroke his fingers over the stomach of the man beside him, feel the warm skin beneath his fingertips... but would he get a purr? Or would his lover try to bite as he remembered the palace cats doing when one attempted to rub their bellies?
He tilted his head a little in thought, feeling the slight ache of the bruise on his shoulder, and smiled. Then again, it wasn't as if he disliked it when Quatre bit him. Far from it...
Cautiously, he reached out and ran his fingers over Quatre's chest, keeping his touch as gentle as he could. He heard Quatre's hum in response, a drowsy purr than made him continue the touch, tracing tiny circles on Quatre's skin.
"Mmm," Quatre half turned, shading his eyes as he looked up at Trowa. "Want to swim again?"
"Did I wake you?"
"I was only dozing. Don't suppose the captain has made an appearance this morning?"
Trowa chuckled. "Not that I saw. How many days has it been?"
"Three," Quatre rolled flat again, laughing. "He's going to have to let Heero up for air soon."
"The crew is taking bets that one of them is in heat-"
"I don't think it's the heat." Quatre said thoughtfully. "I think it's the beds."
"Beds?" Echoed Trowa in surprise.
"Now don't sound like that. You know perfectly well the beds on the ship are hard- and the bunks not better. You were practically purring yourself over our mattress that first night- you were so happy not to be on the ship."
Quatre had a point. The beds onshore were more comfortable than the ones on the ship, but..."I think it was you."
"Me?"
"You," Trowa looked away from his lover and out at the water. "If I was... happy, it wasn't because of the mattress, no matter how comfortable it was."
Suddenly, he was on his feet, Quatre's hand tight around his wrist. "Well then, let's get back to that comfortable bed of ours and see if I can do it again..."
OWARI
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