If there was something that would be the last thing that you saw, it would be this. Honestly, what goes on in his head—

As soon as you set foot in Jit's room, he rushed at you in a yellow and cream-colored blur. A cream and yellow blur that was only wearing a pair of sweatpants.

"OHHEYHOWAREYOU—" And when Jit inevitably hit you? He hugged you. "Whoops! Bit too fast and loud there, haha!"

The soft fur and harder muscles of his chest pressed against you, warm and fresh with sweat. His arms were the same way, but they were crushing and solid, both with muscle and latent power, as opposed to cushioning pecs. Not that they could cushion the force of an excited jaguar.

"So, really, how are you doing?" He began to squeeze tighter, in order to lift you a few centimeters above the floor. After he let you down, the hug lingered, though lighter than it ever was before. Jit's tail swished in the air. Jit eventually let go, arms brushing along you every step of the way.

"I mean, it's been a bit since we've seen each other," He turned to face the same way as you; next to you, on your left. "Right?"

Jit's right arm crept along your shoulder. Jit himself decided to forgo subtlety, and draped his arm along you like a lead weight. "Maybe it's just 'cus I'm hyper all the time, maybe it's some sorta' magopsychosis popping into me after learning so much so fast here, but it probably hasn't been all that much time since I've seen you—it just feels like it's been a while."

With his arm around your shoulder, Jit pulled you closer to him. His body was still hot, and you could feel his chest as he breathed. The band of Jit's sweatpants have gotten awfully low, and the top of a low tuft of fur began to pop out. He doesn't seem to notice anything other than you. "I don't think I'm going psycho, though—right! About you! I'm asking how you are, haha!"

Jit's head turned, and he looked right into your eyes.

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Pub: 24 Apr 2025 00:52 UTC

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