My cat likes the view lol

You can't help but notice that ass first — round, full, and positioned like it's daring you to look away.

You get the joke about the cat, but your attention keeps drifting south, tracing every curve with your eyes the way your hands want to. You feel something tighten in your chest, then lower.

You linger on the way the light falls across bare skin, soft and warm, and you understand completely why the cat chose that particular view. You would sit there too, given the chance, and you wouldn't move either.