KCFC: Bandit

Bandit woke with the rising sun, stretching his little arms and legs before looking around the room. Ruby would wake soon, but it was the body on the couch that perturbed him. The man, Rysten, was made to sleep out here just like her pet.

He scurried over to the furniture, crawling up the side to sit on the back. As he looked down at the face of the man, he wondered why he felt different when asleep. His energy was stronger and far heavier when the being was unconscious.

One dark green eye opened to peek up at the creature. Bandit narrowed his gaze as the man spoke, Rysten's arms crossed over his chest.

"If you jump on me I will not apologize for my actions thereafter."

Bandit crawled across the back of the couch, hopping down onto the arm before turning to the man's feet. Before Rysten could move the creature was crawling over his feet and up his legs. He remained deathly still, unsure if he should toss the pest off or not.

Instead, he allowed the little critter to crawl up onto his chest, his hands now at his sides. Bandit looked him in the eyes, thinking of how much poop he could push out on him before the man reacted. He might get away with a little, but it was so early in the morning.

He laid down on the man's torso, the warmth of his feeling nice and cozy. Before Rysten could argue, the little being had its eyes closed and appeared to be snoring. That was it. He was a glorified pillow for the thing. Great.

When Ruby woke she slipped quietly out of her room to check on Rysten. They had agreed that separate sleeping would be the best thing for both of them, but she had tossed and turned throughout the night. Perhaps next time he could just cuddle her in bed instead. Would that help her insomnia?

When he came out of the hall into the living room her eyes grew wide. On the couch, where Rysten swore he was going to sleep, was a scene she had never thought would transpire. The Horseman of Pestilence, with gorgeous features and blonde hair, lay sleeping in the morning sun.

Though she could have stared at him for ages, taking in his god-like beauty and muscular form. That's not what stopped her dead in her tracks. With footsteps as quiet as a mouse she rushed back to her bedroom and grabbed her phone. She was back in the living room before she knew it, device ready to capture an image.

With the phone on and the camera set, she smiled as she took a picture of the two sleeping beings before her. Lying on the couch, Rysten had a gentle hand resting on the back of none other than Bandit. Her raccoon. The very pet that the man had questioned her sanity over.

Now, he was cuddling that same raccoon. Both of them looked like gentle, adorable beings. It made her heart warm like nothing else. It was like baby fever for some women, seeing such a large and powerful man holding such a small creature.

Looking over his hands at that moment she felt her lower belly begin to fill with heat. Would he be so gentle with her? Had he not proven so many times before?

"If anyone sees that photo, you will suffer."

His whisper had her eyes jumping to his as she cleared her dry throat and tried to think of innocent things. She dropped her hand with the phone to her side, her other hand moving to run through her messy hair.

"I didn't...take a picture."

He raised an eyebrow, Bandit waking now as they began to converse. Seeing that his peace was over, the little creature hopped off his warm bed to scurry away.

The man stood up, lifting the shirt up and over his head as he spoke.

"I let the little being sleep, he seemed tired. He smells of fish though."

She smiled a bit, thinking of Bandit's favorite snack. When Rysten's shirt hit the floor she began to blush, her eyes scanning over his naked muscles. His smirk as he moved in close to her was undeniably sexy.

"You sleep well?"

She shook her head, the circles under her eyes evidence enough.

"It's your day off, so let's fix that."

With that he lifted her off her feet, her gasp pulling at his libido as he carried her down the hall. Once they were in Ruby's bedroom and out of sight, Bandit pouted in the kitchen.

The least she could've done was feed him first. This is what he was mad about. He showed the beastly man a bit of kindness and look what he got in return? He was forgotten, lost to their pervy little thoughts.

Suddenly Rysten came back out, the speed at which he entered the kitchen awe-inspiring. Before Bandit could make a move he had a can of sardines and some fresh fruit in front of him. A hand rubbed his head, the man smiling down at him.

"Enjoy, little friend."

With that Rysten was off to the bedroom and Bandit was looking over his spoils. Maybe having the men here wouldn't be so bad after all. More servants to feed and clean up after him. He smiled, lifting up a sardine. He could get used to this.

~End~