TITLE: Ciao il Gattino AUTHOR: Snark RATING: PG === Wanting is always better than having, she'd heard. And granted, the saying was often true. But when it was him she wanted, the having was most definitely better. And good holy god, she wanted him now. Rush hour, though, was seriously slowing things down. Her impatience grew along with the traffic. The horn was honked, ancestries were maligned, and a certain finger made a particularly emphatic appearance. But then she was home. Where he was waiting for her. As she stepped through the front door, her body was already warm with remembrance of past nights. Her clothes seemed to fly off her body of their own accord. The bedroom hallway had never seemed so long. Sliding into the bedroom, she saw he was there. Ready, willing, and very definitely able. She went over to the nightstand, picking him up and flicking his switch to "On" in one, sure motion. "Hello, kitty," she purred... - 30 - Yes, I'm weird. And 'Ciao il Gattino' is what an online translator told me was "Hello Cat" in Italian.