Flash fiction from Julia Talbot
"Fox! Where the hell did you leave my good belt?"
Jaxon glanced up from his nap spot by the fire, his tail still over his nose. What was Sebastian blathering about? When Seb stalked into the room, Jaxon yawned, deliberately showing his sharp teeth.
"Damn it, Jaxon, you're supposed to be my personal assistant. I have a meeting at the Stanley in like, half an hour." Sebastian looked so handsome in a dark blue shirt and gray trousers. Rawr.
Jaxon stood and stretched, arching his back so his tail fluffed.
"It's impossible to argue with you i fox form"
Why would you want to argue? He sent the words mentally. Come pet me.
"And get red fur all over me? No way. Belt?"
In the closet on your belt rack. His mate left shit on the floor, which made Jax twitch.
"Oh. Well, I'll go get it. If you get human come see me, and I'll pet you." Sebastian walked off.
That had possibilities. Jaxon followed, thinking distinctly man thoughts. Petting was worth braving the cold Colorado winter naked for... Even if they didn't have much time!
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Julia
