“Long day, long day, long day…” Art repeated his mantra of the day as he stepped out of the car and walked towards the front door. The Arizona sun sat low in the sky and colored it a bright shade of reddish pink. While he did miss some things about his old home Art had to admit that Arizona had amazing sunsets. Art opened the front door and was treated to a cool gust of air, sighing happily as he walked into his home with head held not so high. Art rubbed the back of his neck as he made his way towards the couch. “Gaah, my neck is killing me.” Art sat down and sank into the couch. He closed his eyes and sighed happily as he loosened his tie. Art opened his eyes and turned on the TV. “Now to find something to watch.” He began to channel surf and a few moments later he heard the familiar click of claws on wood. Vanessa rounded the corner and smiled.
The jinko excitedly hopped on the couch and took a seat next to her husband. Art sat up a little and wearily smiled at his wife.
“Hey, how was your day?”
Vanessa wrapped her arms around Art and rested her head against his shoulder.
“It was fine, a bit lonely though.”
Vanessa started to gently rub her cheek against his shoulder before switching to his neck. The jinko planted a few small kisses and nibbles on her husband’s neck, eliciting a few small giggles from him.
“What are you doing?”
Vanessa switched to his chest and began to chuff
“Showing you that I love you!”
Vanessa squeezed Art tighter.
“There are different ways you could do that you know.”
Vanessa giggled a little.
“Not while the girls are awake…”
Vanessa took a few sniffs of Art’s shirt and continued to rub her cheek against it.
“Besides, that werewolf you work with needs to be reminded that you’re taken.”
“You mean Amanda?”
Art thought back to all the lingering glances the touchy feely white furred werewolf had taken at the photocopier. “She’s harmless, she just needs to work on respecting people’s personal space, that’s all.” Art smiled “Plus I think she’s kinda scared of you…”
“All the more reason for her to watch where she puts her paws.”
Vanessa finished rubbing her face against Art’s chest and laid on her back, right on his lap. Vanessa gave him an innocent look and curled her paws. Art frowned and looked down at his wife.
“Can’t I please just watch TV?”
Vanessa frowned back and took the remote and placed it on the coffee table, just out of his reach. Art sighed and Vanessa pat his cheek.
“I’m the only wife you have, you’d better appreciate me!”
Vanessa curled her paws again. “Now, rub my stomach… please.” Art did as she asked and slid his hand under his wife’s shirt. He began to rub slowly as Vanessa chuffed and squirmed excitedly. He moved his hand up and down her stomach, occasionally stopping to trace a little circle around her bellybutton.
“Have you been working on your abs?”
Vanessa nodded and grabbed his other hand and placed it on her stomach. Art huffed and began to rub with both hands. Vanessa had a huge stupid grin on her face as Art continued to rub away. The jinko’s husband could only sigh as he tried his best to relax despite being immobilized, tired from a long day and starting to lose the feeling in his legs. Art tried his best to make out the sounds coming from the TV over his wife’s chuffs. Cuffs eventually turned into snores as Vanessa fell asleep. Art leaned his head back against the headrest and wondered how long he’d be like this. “One of the girls will come out of their room and say hi… hopefully before I’ll need my legs to be amputated…” Art looked down at the tiger sleeping on his lap. For all the things he had to put up with Art couldn’t deny that he loved these moments. The stoic and mighty jinko, reduced to a chuffing, loving, sleepy 300 pound house cat all because of belly rubs given by a man a good foot shorter than her. Art planted a small kiss on Vanessa’s forehead and tried to forget about how numb his legs felt. The sun sank lower in the sky as Art watched TV trapped underneath the love of his life, and he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.