Well, at least he’d have the planning of the new club to keep him occupied. There was a lot to do; sign contracts with Patrick, search for a space, start looking for employees, and he should probably put in his two weeks to his current job.

It seemed like his whole life was starting to move forward in an unexpected way now. Apparently when it rains, it pours.

Every part of Ellie’s body ached deliciously.

“MROW!!!”

“Yes, yes, I see you,” she said, exasperation filling her voice. Watson darted forward, winding his furry, orange body around her boots, obviously not accepting of her reassurance that he was totally and completely visible to her. While he was a shy cat with strangers, with her, he was a complete and total attention whore. “Needy cat.”

“MROW!!!”

He sat down, looking up at her expectantly.

Ellie sighed as she leaned over to scoop him up. Her anus clenched emptily, her corset shifted over her sensitive breasts, and she shuddered. Yeah, she was going to be feeling the aftereffects of tonight’s scene for a while.

What she really wanted to do was just sit on her couch and decompress by herself, settle into the aftereffects of the scene, but Watson needed attention and when Watson needed attention, Watson got attention. Because otherwise he annoyed her until he did.

He purred happily as she cradled him like a baby, belly-up, his little, white paws coming up to try and bat at her face. Kissing the bottom of his paws, she moved towards her bedroom. Pajamas first, then to the couch with the little monster. She needed to just chill out for a while.

Sit.

Think.

Despite the satisfaction she’d felt after the scene, she’d started feeling unsettled. Maybe it was sub drop, but she didn’t think so. She was pretty sure it had more to do with Michael.

Watson grumbled as she put him on the bed, watching her with narrowed eyes as she stripped out of her clothes and pulled on comfy sweats. She knew from experience that if she tried to leave the room without picking him back up, he’d let out an ear-splitting yowl.

“I see you, I see you,” she muttered, scooping him back up.

Okay, it was kind of nice to have a sweet, furry animal to cuddle with even though she wanted to be alone with her thoughts right now.

“After all, you don’t really count as people, do you?” she asked, tickling Watson under the chin while he purred ecstatically, his little paws waving and kneading the air. “Even if you do demand my attention when I just want to focus on me for a minute.”

Gingerly, she sat down on the couch, hissing slightly as the cushions didn’t totally protect her bottom from the throbbing, lingering soreness. Absently stroking Watson’s belly, she leaned her head back and let out a long sigh as her body relaxed.