#awww kitty

[talesfromthecrypts]

I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal. More or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire, these things might destroy me. But then again, they might not.

[therealgrimreaper1]

A cat wanders up and paws at Casper’s foot, meowing insistently.

...Well Hello There

[Casper picks up the cat]

[theoneandonlysun]

*He nods, and goes back to petting you.* What a cute kitty you are!

Sun can't stop the purrs rumbling in her throat...

[cybercroix]

oh hi

[somebadideas1]

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[rocket-angel]

@knights-of-rae and @the-lady-ren have some weird emo gothic fluff trash and feel free to write your own make out sesh for the end because I am incapable

“Kitty, where are you taking me?”

“You’ll see,” he says, pulling you along. The rain soaks his black hoodie that he uses to cover up his ears. “It’s somewhere quiet… peaceful…beautiful…somewhere I used to come a lot…”

“So secretive, Kitty,” you tease.

He leads you through the familiar wet streets of your town, preferring the smaller side roads to the main ones. He continues leading you further and further out of town until you’re on the outskirts, just down the street from where his old home used to be. Finally, he stops in front of a pair of rusty iron gates. Leaves and vines cover most of the gates and the stone wall they were connected to.

“Here we are, kitten,” he says proudly, looking down at you with his big yellow eyes.

“…Kylo…it…it’s a cemetery,” you stammer. You didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but this wasn’t exactly your idea of a pleasant and peaceful afternoon.

“My, what keen eyes you have. Come on,” he gestures for you to follow. He pushes on the gate, which opens with a nasty creak.

“…oh…Kitty, I don’t know,” you hesitate, wrapping your arms around yourself and shivering. “I…I don’t know if I like this…”

“Do you trust me?” he asks pointedly, extending his hand to you. His eyes glowed yellow in the dim light, and you felt like he was staring straight into your soul.

With a nod, you take his hand. He guides you through the gate, ensuring you don’t slip on any of the wet weeds that were growing rampant. He pushes back his hood, exposing his ears. He gives his head a good shake, fluffing up his wet hair. He uncurls his tail from its hiding place around his leg. Seeing him like this, in his true form, not hiding from the world…it still takes your breath away.

The rain, or maybe the cemetery itself, makes you shiver again. Kylo wraps his arms around you and starts leading you through the misty grounds. There’s something oddly peaceful and serene about the place. The only sounds are the rain falling and dripping off of leaves and the soft sound of Kylo’s purr as you traced your thumb across the small of his back. He leads you all over the grounds, showing you the beautiful monuments and statues, pointing out what symbols on the tombstones meant, and even leading you into a few mausoleums. He seems oddly at home here. Perhaps it’s from living in that old cathedral for so long. The way he moves among the overgrown bushes and gardens, the way he talks about the graves and the statues, the way his hand lingers on certain tombstones as he walks away…

You’re snapped out of your thoughts by something brushing up against your leg. You look down to see a scruffy black cat looking back at you. Kylo chuckles, bending down to say hello to the newcomer. He meows at the cat, and it replies. With another exchange, the cat gives Kylo a quick lick on the hand and then disappears into the thick weeds. The encounter brings a smile to your face.

The two of you eventually find your way to a stone bench under a tree. A stone angel guards the bench, her arms outstretched and her eyes gazing down on the two of you. You two sit in peaceful silence for a good while, listening to the rain fall and holding each other’s hand. Eventually, Kylo starts nuzzling into your neck, nipping at your earlobe a bit.

“Kitty, really? Here?” you ask, tilting your head so he can get better access.

“…just a little…” he mumbles against your neck. He tangles his fingers in your wet hair and pulls you into the softest kiss he’s capable of. You respond immediately, your fingers finding his favourite patch of fur, right at the top of his neck. He purrs into your mouth, and you can feel the sensation all over your body.

The two of you stay like this, bodies pressed close together, hands exploring each other, until the full moon begins to peak through the clouds. Kylo carries you all the way home, not even bothering to put up his hoodie or hide his tail this late at night. Once you get home and dry off, you pick up where you left off in the cemetery.