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Soft Kitty

My first piece for the @witcher-rarepair-summer-bingo ! Also my first time writing vipurr!

Prompt:  Watching them sleep

Relationships: Letho/Gaetan 

Rating: T 

Content Warnings: none

Summary: Letho and Gaetan are going to sleep/sleeping, and Letho does something…strange. Silly, silly fluff. 348 words

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Gaetan looked at Letho’s face, slack with sleep. Awake, the viper witcher was imposing, menacing. Not to Gaetan, of course, not anymore, at least, but generally people gave the mountain of a man a wide berth. Asleep, while he was still huge, he was a lot less intimidating. He looked gentler, younger, the lines between his eyebrows and around his mouth smoothed out. Gaetan traced his features with his eyes. That strong brow, those wide lips. The cat witcher was tempted to touch them: he was rather fond of those lips. But he didn’t really want to wake Letho, he looked so peaceful. It was… sweet. Something he’d never utter out loud. Gaetan sighed and closed his eyes. He was starting to drift off when a rumbling noise roused him.

“Soft kitty, warm kitty…”

Gaetan blinked his eyes open. “Whu?” He mumbled. 

“…little ball of raaage…” Letho was talking in his sleep. Singing in his sleep?

“The fuck…”

“Happy kitty, sleepy kitty…”

Gaetan hissed and pushed at Letho’s barrel chest. “Letho, what the fuck.”

The viper rumbled and pulled his smaller companion in closer, tightening his arms around him and crushing him to his chest. 

“…purr purr purr.” Letho finished. 

Gaetan grumbled, but he knew there wasn’t much to be done at this point, unless he wanted to shake his companion awake. This wasn’t the first time he’d found himself locked in the viper’s squeeze. A rumble started in his chest. Maybe he didn’t hate it. So what if he waspurring. It was just… the shared body heat. Warm cat, happy cat. Wait. Dammit. He fidgeted another moment before deciding that maybe it didn’t really matter. So what if Letho sang a stupid song about him in his sleep. So what if maybe it was correct. No-one was awake or around to know. He snuggled into the embrace, rubbing his face in Letho’s chest hair. It smelled like sweat, and woodsmoke, and Letho. Like home. His purr grew louder and his muscles relaxed, legs twining around Letho’s. It wasn’t long before he was asleep as well. 

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Weiterlesen

This was so lovely to wake up to! don’t worry Gaetan, you’re still a fierce predator even when you are a cuddly purring kitty in Letho‘s arms!