For bexybat, who requested Me and Greebo
" I stand alone in the crowded ballroom. Couples are pairing off to dance, no one approaches me. I feel as if someone is watching me, I shift uncomfortably in the tight corset. As discreetly as possible I move my feline inspired mask to dab lightly at my suddenly sweaty brow. I feel too hot, I need to escape from the press of bodies. I spot my escape route; the large glass doors which lead to the gardens have been opened to the night air. Moving swiftly through the throng I can breathe freely again. But still it feels as if someone, or something, is watching me. A predator, and I am the prey. A whisper of noise catches my attention and I spin around. Strong arms quickly entwine around my waist, my breath hitches in my chest. I feel soft lips brush against my ear. "Purrrr"
"Greebo," I smile as I lean back into his familiar arms. "