Mavy and Raffy went into Raffy's room to talk while the rest of the family stayed in the living room. "Are you scared?" Mavy asked raffy, " of- of dying?" He could barely speak. "No," Raffy replied while looking up at the ceiling,"I think of death as a window to something better, like- I don't know..." Mavy took Raffy's paw in his own hand while tears streamed down his face. "I'm scared," he said to Raffy. Raffy licked Mavy on the lips and pawed at his cheeks with his free paw. Mavy accepted Raffy's coarse tongue, and started making out with him. It was intense and passionate, love filled the air.
A half an hour later, Raffy and Mavy lay down beside of each other, about to go to sleep. "Your tongue tasted like fish," Mavy said out of nowhere. "Yeah, it was canned food that I had earlier."
"But do you know what else I was thinking?" Asked Mavy. "What?" Raffy replied. "I was thinking who would be hazel and who would be Gus in the relationship," It barely took any time for Raffy to reply. "That's easy, I would be Gus." "Why would you be Gus?"
Mavy asked, feeling a little jelly. "Because I'm the masculine one in the relationship, and I think I would look good in a leather jacket." Mavy nodded in agreement, knowing that there was enough said.
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Maffy ❤️
FanfictionA deeply romantic and riveting love story about a young boy and a hairless cat.
