Luke Snyder furrowed his brows as he concentrated on the laptop computer screen in front of him. Damn...figures he'd get writers' block the day before an assignment was due. Why was that? When he was just writing for fun, for something that wasn't for a school assignment, or for his novel, he wrote so effortlessly - and it usually ended up being good. Really good. But when it came to an assignment, when he was writing for something, he always got a case of writers' block. Well, it wouldn't be the first time. And he always got over it in time for the assignement to be due. But until then - aaaargh! It was so frustrating! He sighed and rubbed his tired eyes. How long had he been sitting in front of the computer today, anyway?

"You're still writing that thing?"

A bored, snobbish voice seemed to come out of nowhere as Luke continued to stare at his computer screen, as if the story would somehow just *poof!* appear on the screen if he stared at it long enough. Then something soft and fuzzy stroked ever so lightly across the back of his neck. "Quit." Luke said sternly as he finally started to type something. Again he felt the light feeling of something soft caress his neck, only barely touching him. Luke again said, with a little more emphasis, "Quiiiit." Then he scratched the back of his neck, and went back to typing. Again the light fuzzy caress, this time touching a particularly sensitive spot, causing Luke to break in a smile and laugh. "Zac, quit, c'mon, I'm trying to write here." Again the fuzzy caress, only this time it focused on Luke's ticklish spot. Luke laughed, turned around and grabbed for the dark, long, sable brown cat tail that had been tormenting him for the past five minutes, but Zac was too fast for him. Luke looked up at the pouting creature, who complained, "I'm bored. Let's go do something."

"I'm sorry, Zac, but I have a lot of work to do. We'll do something later, okay?" Luke said, turning back to his laptop. Again, he went over his to-do list in his head. First he had to finish his Creative Writing II assignment, then he had some reading to do for his British Literature class, and then -

"So? I'm bored." Zac asked, as if Luke's pile of homework was completely insignificant in comparison to the very important task of keeping him entertained.

"Yes. I know, you've said that. And - " Luke was interrupted by Zac pushing the laptop out of his way, and stretching out on the dining room table, his slender, lithe form blocking Luke's laptop. "I'm more fun than that silly old computer." He purred. Luke smiled, and reached over and scratched behind one Zac's soft, dark cat ears. "Well, that goes without saying." Luke said, wishing Zac wasn't so persuasive. And cute. If it hadn't been for Noah...

Zac shifted his position on the table until he was facing Luke head-on. "So...what do you want to do?" Luke asked. Though he could imagine the answer, and instantly regretted his question, as Zac gave him sexy smile. "I can think of a few things...." he purred, leaning in closer to Luke.

Luke groaned in frustration. "Zaaac..." He touched his forhead to Zac's, "What are you trying to do to me, you horny cat?"

Zac laughed. "What any horny cat would do with a gorgeous blonde like you..." He said huskily. He gave Luke a soft kiss on his full lips. "The wife's not here, Luke..."

Luke then leaned back, finding himself enjoying Zac's affections waaaay too much. Damn cat boy, he thought. Now, he was in agreement with Noah's insistence on giving Zac to Mason; He loved Zac, but....having a sexy cat boy around the house wasn't exactly good for fidelity....He and Noah had been through enough in the past year or so; Now that things were finally settling down for them both, they were now able to really enjoy, and cherish, their time together. With no stress, no drama...Noah's film projects and Luke's creative writing assignments were the most pressing things either of them had going on in their lives. And that suited both of them just fine. The rest of their time was spent happily together. Luke had wondered if he should go on to grad school, just so they can continue living like this - carefree and happy.

Luke sighed...but to really give up Zac? And to Mason? He didn't really know the guy well enough to trust him with taking care of Zac. He seemed like an alright guy, but...he sure had an interest in Noah...Hmmm...maybe it would be a good idea to give him Zac...

"That's what you call Noah?" Luke said, promptly getting up and taking his laptop and himself to the couch to widen the gap between he and the cat boy. "My wife?" He laughed as he sat down on the couch, leaning back with the computer on his lap, propping his feet on the coffee table, ignoring his own rule about no feet on the coffee table.

Zac laughed and followed Luke to the couch. "Yeah - your wife. Or, actually, you'd be the wife."

"Oh really?" Luke said with an incredulous air.

"Yeah. Really." Zac said the last word with a purr as he curled up next to Luke, his tail sliding around Luke's waist. Luke wasn't getting rid of him that easily.

"Zac..." Luke turned to Zac who was purring loudly, his lean body against Luke's. "C'mon Luke..." His gorgeous face was so close, his nose brushed up against Luke's. "I won't say anything..." Although Zac would love to see the look on Noah's face if he'd see them together like this. He figured if he could get Luke, then Noah...or Noah, then Luke...then they'd have to keep letting him live here, as neither one would want the other to find out about their tryst with Zac. And Zac knew once they gave in, neither one would be able to resist him; heck, Luke's resolve was already crumbling, when -

"Luke!"

Luke jumped off the couch, startled to find Noah in the doorway with Mason.

"Noah!" Luke smiled, his face a little flushed as he quickly tried to compose himself. "H-hey, you're back early."

"Yeah." Noah said, not pleased, took a step forward when his eyes trailed down and locked on Luke's waist. Puzzled Luke looked down. Zac's tail was still around him. "ZAC!" Luke yelled at him, and Zac, clearly amused by this whole scene, just looked at Luke and Noah innocently. "Oops." His tail unwound itself from Luke. "Sorry...it's got a mind of its own, you know." Zac let out a low chuckle, and winked at Noah.

And standing in the doorway, still holding the door handle, was Mason, his pretty grey eyes wide in disbelief, his mouth agape as he watched the whole scene unfold....

The only thought his mind was able to come up with...was that there was no possible way this could be happening....