[locked to whatever journal kaiti has for kon]

[isfinetoo]

[The Cheshire Cat is familiar with the idea of waking up to a ceiling he doesn't recognize. One doesn't stay the night with another woman every single night without growing comfortable with waking in unfamiliar surroundings.

This time it's an apartment, obviously small and for the most part utilitarian, even when only judging by the bedroom. A full-sized bed with a warm comforter and clean sheets.

Something's wrong, though. Different. The Cheshire Cat opens his eyes, and props himself up on his elbow to examine his bedmate.

Well, this certainly isn't the usual married woman pining for his charms. Not a woman at all, in fact. The Cheshire Cat chuckles at the novelty of finding a man on the other side of the bed.]

((ooc; all i could think of was a morning-after meme situation IDEK))

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[chemistries]

[It's a curious sensation, to kiss someone who's literally purring. The vibration is almost ticklish when their lips meet. Not unpleasant, just very strange in an appealing manner. Lips part easily, curious to feel the texture of his tongue with a sober mouth.

He reels the strand of hair around his fingers, sliding his hand back into the cat's hair and rubbing his scalp.]

[isfinetoo]

[His tongue is more human than cat - only barely raspy, and more ticklish than painful. He isn't shy, either, exploring Kon's mouth in sure sweeps, reaffirming what he'd learned the night before.

The hand of his that isn't set to keeping him balanced instead slides up the human's side, making an unhurried trek up to his collarbone.]