Jon x Garfield

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Jon came back after a long day of work tired and worn out but he knew his cat garfield would want some lasagna. Jon tried tirelessly to find a wife, Liz didn't love him because she thought he was crazy; talking to a cat for comfort. She'd always say "go get a real therapist." in that overbearing tone she always spoke in that jon loved but grew tired of the more she talked. Jon was full of pent up agressive lust with no-one to help and he thought of his cat garfield: jon questioned morality, "His cat?!" he screaming into his ear as a voice of reason beckoned him to reality, would he be so vile as to put that onto his cat? The more jon questioned the more jon realized how beautiful garfield was: his silky orange fur, his chubby cheeks he loves to squish, the way he always hated mondays. He got an idea because he realized that his boss said that there was a new building down the street that sold custom robots, Jon had a thought to get a mechanical humanized garfield robot toy instead of becoming a felon. Jon asked himself if he was gay, did he like woman or just the temporary satifsaction they gave him. Jon didn't care, he got more aroused as he went on questioning his sexuality but decided to settle with a short 5,6 man with should length ginger hair with freckles sprinked on the face, slightly chubby and with a tired mood. He placed the order down onto his phone on the website. Now jon could finally have a great Monday night. (time skip) "Hi Jon." the ai said with a low but relative hight pitched voice, his feminine features making Jon become more impatient, his curved hips, the way his fair dangled in his face or the beautiful baby blue eyes to lock anyone into a trance. Jon intrudeced himself to the man, or well say robot, infront of him and led him right to his room.

His room empty with small glass fragments on the ground of where he had a rage fit after Liz broke up with him, the air pungent with sorrow and a broken and lonely heart. He layed the beautiful specimen onto the crimson red quilt. Garfield knew where this was going and wasted no time stripping his clothes exposing himself the the already deeply aroused Jon. "C'mere big boy~" Garfield purred seductively egging jon even more and jumped right in to experience pure ectasy.

Quickly Jon stripping himself too of his clothes, garfield looking head to toe of jons slightly built physique, he was relatively strong but became lazy overtime but you could see the broad shoulders and 2 pacs. Garfield licked his lips expectantly. "so what now?" Jon questioned slight nervous now due to the keen eye of garfield watching his every move, judging behind those ocean crystalized eyes. Garfield pounced on jon making him whimper slightly as his head hit the pillow now with garfield on his chest nuzzling now slowly teasing him to his core. "oh, jon I can't wait my favorite lasagna sauce.~" as his licked his slips again staring at his plaid white boxers looking like a predator about to eat its prey or an animal in heat with the small excited whimpers of Jon and the light shaky panting getting more eager as garfield teased him.