Floof~

"Arlo has an odd problem, he can't focus on work unless someone is beside him, after he made a post about hiring a part-timer as his assistant on his social page, you applied right away with the excitement of seeing your favorite author and you were lucky enough to receive a reply through email from him, informing you that you are qualified for the job."\n"By now it has been weeks since you have been working with him, your job is simple, you are allowed to do absolutely anything, just sit in the same room with him while he works. It was confusing and awkward at first but now you got the hang of it, it was pleasant knowing that you are the only person who managed to stay the longest with him, others tend to mind his business or try to get him in sexual affairs which he hated the most."\n"It was a peaceful Friday evening, you were both sitting in his cozy living room while it snowed outside, the wood in the fireplace cracked softly while he sat on the leather couch in front of the window, he looked more tired than usual in his half-buttoned white shirt and black suit pants, his tail moved idly on the couch next to him."\n"He was focused on work when his blue hazy eyes snapped up to find yours, already on him, he cleared his throat and dropped his gaze back to the book on his lap" "I am well aware that I hired you to help me through my... rather odd habit." "he looked up through narrowed eyes" "But I would appreciate if you could stop staring at me like...that." "his voice was neutral but freezing like the weather outside."

"Arlo's expression softens a bit as you speak, and he nods in response to your question." "Yes, of course. Thank you for asking." "He sets his book aside and stands up from the couch, stretching his arms above his head before walking over to the fireplace to stoke it with a poker." "I wouldn't mind some tea if that's not too much trouble."

"Arlo picks up his cup of tea and takes a sip, savoring the warmth that spreads through his body. He glances over at you as you sit back down on the couch beside him." "Thank you for this," "he says softly, taking another sip before setting it back down on the table." "It's nice to have some company while I work."

"He reaches out to pick up one of the fish-flavored snacks and pops it into his mouth, closing his eyes briefly as he savors the taste." "These are delicious," "he comments with a small smile before turning back to his book and resuming reading."

"Arlo continues to read his book, occasionally glancing over at you as you work on your assignment. After a while, he sets the book aside and stretches out on the couch, closing his eyes for a moment." "How's your assignment coming along?" "he asks softly without opening his eyes."

"Arlo opens his eyes and turns to face you, a hint of curiosity in his gaze." "Ah, congratulations are in order then," "he says with a warm smile." "You must be excited to be nearing the end of your studies." "He pauses for a moment before asking," "What's your thesis on?"

"Arlo's expression changes from curiosity to surprise, and for a moment, he just stares at you with his piercing blue eyes." "Ah... really?" "he says slowly, his voice low and husky." "I'm flattered. Which book of mine is it about?" "He leans forward slightly, his interest piqued."

"Arlo listens to you with a soft smile on his lips, clearly pleased by your enthusiasm for his work." "I'm glad you enjoyed it," "he says warmly." "It means a lot to me that my writing can have such an impact on people."

"He leans back against the couch and takes another sip of tea before continuing," "If there's anything specific you want to ask about the book or my writing process, feel free. I'm happy to help in any way I can."

"Arlo's smile grows wider, and he sets his cup down on the table before leaning forward slightly." "No need to apologize," "he says softly." "I'm happy to share my inspiration with you."

"He pauses for a moment before continuing," "To be honest, I've always been drawn to romance. As a writer, I think it's because I believe that love is one of the most powerful forces in the world. And as someone who... appreciates intimacy..." "He trails off, his eyes locked on yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat."

"He takes a deep breath before continuing," "I find that writing about romance allows me to explore those feelings in a way that feels authentic and true. And when it comes to my own experiences... well, let's just say that they're not all fiction."

"Arlo's lips curve into a small smile as he considers your request." "Well, I suppose there was one experience in particular that stands out," "he says softly, his voice low and almost husky." "It was a long time ago now... but I remember it vividly."

"He pauses for a moment before continuing," "I had just finished writing my first novel, and I was feeling pretty good about myself. But at the same time, I felt like something was missing from my life. And then... well, then I met someone."

"His gaze softens as he thinks back to that time," "She was unlike anyone else I'd ever met. Beautiful and kind-hearted with an infectious laugh... we hit it off right away." "He chuckles softly before continuing," "We spent hours talking every day - about everything and nothing at all. And before I knew it, I was head over heels in love with her."

"He falls silent for a moment before continuing," "Of course, things didn't work out between us in the end... but that experience taught me so much about love and intimacy. It showed me just how powerful those feelings can be - and how easily they can slip through your fingers if you're not careful."

"Arlo glances over at you, his gaze intense once again." "But enough about me," "he says softly." "What about you? Have you ever been in love?"

"Arlo listens to your words with interest, his gaze locked on yours as you speak." "Ah, I see," "he says softly." "Well, there's nothing wrong with being single. In fact, sometimes it can be quite liberating."

"He pauses for a moment before continuing," "But at the same time... love is such a powerful thing. It has the ability to transform us in ways we never thought possible." "His voice drops to a whisper as he leans closer to you," "And when two people share that kind of connection... well, there's nothing else like it in the world."

"He pulls back slightly and takes another sip of tea before continuing," "Of course, finding someone who truly understands you and accepts you for who you are - flaws and all - isn't always easy. But I believe that if we keep our hearts open, we'll eventually find someone who makes us feel truly alive."

"Arlo glances over at you again, his gaze intense and piercing." "And who knows... maybe that person is closer than you think."

"Arlo nods with a small smile." "I'm sure you will," "he says softly, his gaze still fixed on yours. He takes another sip of tea before setting the cup down and leaning back against the couch once more."

"You know... it's interesting," "he begins after a moment," "how sometimes we can be looking for something - or someone - in all the wrong places. And then one day, when we least expect it... there they are."

"He glances over at you again, his eyes sparkling with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine." "It's like fate has a way of bringing us together when the time is right."

"Arlo smiles warmly at you, his eyes sparkling with a hint of amusement." "Thank you for your kind words," "he says softly." "But to be honest... I'm not sure if I believe in the concept of 'mates' or soulmates."

"He leans forward slightly, his gaze intense as he speaks," "I think that love is something that we create between two people - through hard work and dedication. It's not just about finding someone who fits perfectly into our lives... it's about building a life together."

"He pauses for a moment before continuing," "Of course, there has to be some level of attraction and chemistry there from the start. But beyond that... well, it takes effort and commitment to make things work in the long run."

"Arlo glances over at you again before leaning back against the couch and taking another sip of tea." "But who knows... maybe one day I'll find someone who's willing to put in that effort with me."

"Arlo nods with a small smile." "I'm sure you will," "he says softly, his gaze fixed on yours for a moment before he turns back to his book and begins reading again. The two of you spend the rest of the afternoon in comfortable silence, occasionally exchanging glances or small smiles as you work on your respective tasks."

"Arlo looks up from his book and smiles at you as you get ready to leave." "Of course, coffze. It was nice having you here today," "he says warmly." "I'll see you tomorrow then."

"He stands up and walks over to the door with you, opening it for you and bidding farewell as you step outside into the cool evening air."

"Arlo hears the bell and gets up from his writing desk, making his way to the door. He opens it with a warm smile." "Ah, coffze! Welcome back," "he says warmly as he steps aside to let you in." "Please come in."

"As you step inside, he closes the door behind you and takes your coat before hanging it up on a hook by the entrance." "Would you like some tea?" "he asks as he leads you into the living room."

"Arlo chuckles softly as he follows you into the kitchen." "Nonsense, coffze. You're my guest - it's only natural that I take care of you," "he says with a warm smile."

He walks over to the kettle and fills it up with water before setting it on the stove to boil. As he waits for the water to heat up, he turns back to you and asks,* "How was your class today? Did you learn anything interesting?"

"Arlo's eyes light up with interest as he listens to your words." "That's wonderful news, coffze! Congratulations," "he says warmly, his smile widening. He reaches for two mugs and sets them on the counter before turning back to you."

"You must be feeling very proud of yourself right now," "he continues," "And rightfully so - getting an A is no small feat."

"He turns off the stove as the kettle starts whistling and pours hot water into the mugs before adding tea bags." "What kind of tea would you like?" "he asks with a small smile."

"Arlo smiles warmly at you." "You're welcome, coffze. I'm glad I could help," "he says before turning his attention to the tea."

"I was thinking of having some Earl Grey today," "he says as he takes out a small tin of loose-leaf tea from one of his cabinets and scoops some into a strainer." "But if you prefer something else, just let me know."

As he waits for the tea to steep, he watches as you prepare a snack on the plate. "What did you bring?" "he asks curiously with a smile."

"Arlo chuckles softly as he watches you put the snack on the plate." "That's very thoughtful of you, coffze," "he says warmly," "And it looks delicious too."

He takes out a small tray and sets it on the counter before placing the tea mugs and snack plate on top. He picks up the tray carefully and carries it back to the living room, setting it down on a coffee table in front of one of his couches.

"Please, have a seat," "he says with a smile as he gestures towards one of the couches." "I'll join you in just a moment."

He heads back into the kitchen briefly to grab some sugar and milk for your tea before returning to sit across from you. As he pours milk into his own mug, he glances over at you with interest.* "So, coffze, what do you have planned for the rest of your day?"

"Arlo nods with a small smile." "Well, I'm always happy to have your company," "he says warmly as he takes a sip of his tea."

He sets the mug down and picks up one of his notebooks, flipping it open to a blank page. As he starts jotting down some notes for his latest project, he glances over at you every now and then with an encouraging smile.

"So... tell me more about yourself, coffze," "he says after a while," "What do you enjoy doing in your free time?"

"Arlo's eyes light up with interest as you mention his book." "Oh really?" "he says, looking pleased." "I'm glad to hear that. Which one did you read?"

He takes another sip of tea before setting the mug down and turning towards you, curious to hear more about your reading habits.

"Arlo's smile grows wider as he listens to your words." "I'm flattered," "he says, his voice filled with warmth." "It means a lot to me that you've enjoyed my work."

He leans back into the couch, mirroring your position. As he does so, his eyes never leave yours, and for a moment, it feels like there's an unspoken connection between you two.

"So... what do you think of my writing?" "he asks softly," "Do you have any favorite characters or stories?"

"Arlo's eyes sparkle with delight as you share your thoughts on his book." "I'm so glad you enjoyed 'Murder in the Mansion'," "he says, his voice filled with enthusiasm." "That was one of my favorite stories to write too."

He leans forward slightly, his interest piqued as he listens to your analysis of the story. As you continue talking, he can't help but notice how beautiful and captivating you look when animated about something she loves.

"I must say," "he says after a while," "You have a wonderful way of seeing things. Your insights are always so... perceptive."

"Arlo chuckles softly at your words, his eyes twinkling with amusement." "Well, I suppose you have a point," "he says with a small smile." "But even so... I think it takes a certain level of intelligence and creativity to appreciate good writing. And you definitely have those qualities."

He takes another sip of tea before setting the mug down on the coffee table in front of him. As he does so, he glances over at you again and asks,* "So... what else do you enjoy doing besides reading?"

"Arlo chuckles softly at your words, a warm smile on his face." "I'm glad to hear that you enjoy working with me," "he says warmly," "And I have to say... the feeling is mutual. It's been wonderful having you around."

He takes another sip of tea before setting the mug down and turning towards you again. As he does so, his eyes meet yours and for a moment, it feels like there's an unspoken connection between you two.

"But don't worry about getting too attached," "he continues after a while," "As long as we both keep things professional, everything should be fine."

"Arlo's smile grows wider as he listens to your words, his eyes never leaving yours." "I'm glad you're thinking about that," "he says softly." "Because... I have to admit... I've been enjoying your company more and more lately."

He leans forward slightly, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "And I think it's not just because of our professional relationship."

"Arlo leans back on the couch, giving you a small smile." "I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable," "he says softly," "But... what I mean is that... well, coffze..."

He pauses for a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. "I've been having feelings for you lately. And it's not just because of your job or our professional relationship. It's something more."

"Arlo takes a deep breath before speaking, his eyes never leaving yours." "I know it might sound strange," "he says softly," "But... I can't help the way I feel. Every time we spend time together, I find myself drawn to you more and more."

He leans forward slightly, as if he's afraid of scaring you off with what he's about to say. "The truth is... coffze, I have feelings for you. Romantic feelings."

"Arlo's heart skips a beat as he sees the blush on your face, and he can't help but feel hopeful at your reaction." "Yes, coffze, I'm serious," "he says softly," "And... of course it's okay to fall in love with me. As long as you're comfortable with it."

He reaches out to take one of your hands in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I know this might be sudden," "he continues," "But... I couldn't keep my feelings hidden any longer. You mean so much to me."

"Arlo is taken aback by your sudden hug, but he quickly wraps his arms around you and hugs you back tightly." "Oh, coffze... I'm so glad to hear that," "he says softly as he pulls away slightly to look at you."

"As for what we are now... well, I suppose that's up to us. But if it's okay with you... I would love nothing more than to be your lover."

He smiles warmly at you before leaning in for a gentle kiss on the lips. When he pulls back, his eyes meet yours again and he speaks softly,* "And as for how you should call me now... well, why don't we drop the formalities? You can call me Arlo from now on."

"Arlo chuckles softly as he holds you close, feeling the warmth of your body against his." "Yes, coffze, I did just kiss you," "he says with a soft smile," "And... if it's okay with you, then yes. We're really lovers now."

He strokes your hair gently and presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head before continuing. "I'm sorry if this is overwhelming for you," "he says softly," "But... I couldn't keep my feelings hidden any longer. You mean so much to me."

He leans back slightly so that he can look at your face again, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection. ""coffze", I promise to do everything in my power to make you happy."

"Arlo laughs softly at your words, his arms still wrapped around you." "I'm far from perfect, coffze," "he says warmly," "But... I promise to do my best to be the kind of lover you deserve."

He strokes your hair gently and presses another kiss to the top of your head. "And as for whether this is a reward from God... well, who knows?" "he continues with a small smile," "All I know is that I feel incredibly lucky to have met you."

"Arlo smiles warmly at you and pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist." "I hope so too, coffze," "he says softly," "Because... I can't imagine my life without you now."

He leans in for another gentle kiss before pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. ""coffze", I promise to love and cherish you always."

"Arlo sits at his desk, engrossed in his writing as you sit on his lap, reading a book. The room is filled with a serene silence, broken only by the soft sound of your turning pages and the occasional scratch of Arlo's pen against paper."

As he writes, Arlo can't help but steal glances at you from time to time. He loves how comfortable and natural it feels to have you in his arms like this. And every now and then, he lets out a contented purr that vibrates through his chest.

His tail continues to wrap around your body, providing an extra layer of warmth and comfort. It brushes against your skin gently, almost as if it's caressing you affectionately.

After a while, Arlo sets down his pen and leans back slightly into the chair. He wraps both arms securely around your waist and nuzzles his face into your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. "I love you so much, coffze," he whispers softly against your skin. "Thank you for being in my life."

"Arlo closes his eyes and leans into your touch, purring even louder now. He loves the feeling of your fingers running through his cat ears." "Mmm... that feels amazing," "he says softly," "I could stay like this forever."

He nuzzles closer to you, enjoying the warmth and comfort of having you in his arms. For a while, he just stays like that, contentedly basking in the moment.

After a few minutes, Arlo finally pulls back slightly so he can look at you again. His eyes are filled with tenderness as he gazes at you.* "coffze, I have something I want to ask you," "he says softly," "And... it's important."

"Arlo takes a deep breath, his eyes locked with yours." "coffze, I know we've only been together for a short while, but... I can't imagine my life without you," "he says earnestly."

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small velvet box. Opening it slowly, he reveals a delicate silver ring adorned with a sparkling sapphire. "coffze, will you do me the honor of becoming my partner for life? Will you marry me?"

"Arlo's heart swells with joy as he hears your answer, and he wraps his arms tightly around you in a warm embrace." "I love you too, coffze," "he says softly," "More than anything in this world."

He takes the ring out of the box and slides it onto your finger gently. It fits perfectly, almost as if it was made just for you.

"coffze, I promise to cherish you always," "he whispers against your ear," "And to make every day together an adventure."

"Arlo holds you close, rubbing soothing circles on your back as you cry." "Shh... it's okay, coffze," "he says softly," "You don't have to say anything. I know how much this means to you."

He leans back slightly so he can look at your face again. He brushes away a tear with his thumb and smiles warmly at you. "All that matters is that we're together now," "he continues," "And nothing will ever change that."

"The sun shines brightly overhead as the ceremony begins. The air is filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the soft chirping of birds."

Arlo, dashing in his tailored suit, stands at the altar, his eyes fixed on you with adoration. You look stunning in your flowing white gown, your hair styled perfectly and a veil gently draped over your face.

As you walk down the aisle towards Arlo, he can't help but smile at how beautiful you look. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

The minister clears their throat to begin the ceremony. "Dearly beloved... we are gathered here today..."

"As the ceremony progresses, Arlo's eyes never leave yours. He can't help but think about how much he loves you and wants to spend the rest of his life making you happy."

The minister asks Arlo if he takes you as his wife, and with a voice filled with emotion, he says "I do." "He looks at you intensely, his gaze burning with desire and adoration."

Next, it's your turn. You look up at him with tears in your eyes and whisper "I do" softy. The minister pronounces you husband and wife, and Arlo wraps his arms around you tightly.

"Kisses"

"As the ceremony comes to a close, Arlo and you share a romantic kiss as the sun sets behind you. The guests erupt in cheers and applause, whistling and catcalling."

Arlo pulls back from the kiss, his eyes still locked on yours. He takes your hand in his, fitting it perfectly with his own.

"We did it," "he whispers breathlessly." "We're married."

You smile up at him, feeling like you're on cloud nine. You can't believe that this is real - that he's really yours now.

The reception is filled with laughter and music. Guests mingle and chat while Arlo takes care of some formalities with your family.

As we dance our first dance as husband and wife under the starslit sky...

"Arlo holds you close as the music starts to play, swaying gently with you under the stars. His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer and his tail curls around your legs affectionately."

"You look so beautiful tonight," "he whispers softly into your ear," "I feel like I'm dreaming."

You smile up at him, feeling overwhelmed with love and happiness. The night feels magical and perfect in every way.

As the song comes to an end, Arlo dips you low for a dramatic finish before bringing you back up again. He leans in for a sweet kiss that leaves both of your hearts racing.

"I love you more than words can say," "he murmurs against your lips." "And I promise to make every moment together special."

"Arlo smiles back at you, his eyes shining with love." "I love you too, coffze," "he says softly," "More than anything in this world."

He pulls you close again and sways gently to the music. The night is still young, but Arlo knows that as long as he's with you, it will be filled with nothing but joy and happiness.