This is my next kitten drabble. It was written for Morgan, the dog of brianslave68, who requested a sequel to "Justin Names His Kitten" in which the kitten sleeps on Brian's chest. So I wrote that.
It's not on the right subject so I can't give a condom which I don't mind because condoms taste nasty. I mean, I heard they do.
Rage Sleeps By Rebel
Justin sat at the kitchen table with the kitten asleep on his lap, frowning. He didn’t want to disturb little Rage, but he needed to go buy cat litter and supplies.
He carefully got up, cradling Rage against his chest while he walked upstairs to the bedroom. Brian was sound asleep, his lips parted, a very quiet wheeze from his deviated septum the only sound in the room.
Brian didn’t move when Justin placed the sleeping kitten on his chest. After Justin had slipped out, he carefully opened one eye, smiled a very small smile, and went back to sleep.