Isaac cried out in surprise at the sudden rush of feeling and arousal slamming into him like a freight train, eyes comically wide as his knees buckled. Slumping against the wall, he gazed up at the approaching figure, pleading with his eyes as he let out a pitiful little whimper.
“Not even the part where you inexplicably seem to gain weight when lying on top of me?” She curled over sideways, around the slight hollow his absence seemed to have left in her, and grinned. She brushed one fingertip over his eyebrow. “How’s the heat?”
“…Are you calling me fat?” He eyed her suspiciously, failing to comprehend the meaning of her words but knowing that she would never intentionally hurt him. Frowning after a brief pause where he simply wiggled his hips and sniffed, Isaac broke out into a relieved smile and sighed, “Gone for now, I think. That was crazy, huh?”
“No, I am not calling you fat, you absolute dork!” She poked his flat stomach. “You’ve never had a cat do that? They get up on you and suddenly somehow seem to weigh twice as much? I call it gravitational de-fur-ment.”