Lasagna! Pookie
by Losh
"Garfield, dinner!"
Garfield snuggled deeper in his box and mumbled, "Gravity is in effect here. Bring it to me."
"It's lasagna"
*Zooooooommmmmm*
Jon looked down at the table where just a second ago a pan of lasagna had
sat. "Well at least I served myself first..." He broke off at the site of
his empty plate, then yelled. "Garfield! That was my dinner too!"
Garfield smirked and called out, "Pizza delivery number is by the phone.
I'll take a large meat-lovers Jon." He set the pan of lasagna down, then
reached over and flipped his blanket out his box, uncovering his best
friend. "Pookie, look what I have for dinner. Your pizza's gonna be here
soon, I had Jon order you a large meat-lovers. What? You can't eat the
entire thing by yourself and you insist on sharing it with me? You're such
a good friend."
He grinned at Pookie and reached into the pan of lasagna and scooped up a
pawful. "You don't mind if I start without you? Thanks!" He reached over
and hugged Pookie in thanks, accidentally getting him covered in lasagna.
"Pookie! I told you, your pizza would be here soon. You didn't have to
start eating my dinner."
Garfield licked his paw clean while he eyed the cheese, meat and pasta covered bear. "You know, that's a good look for you. It brings out the
black in your button eyes and the tomato sauce compliments the thread in
your mouth. Pookie..." He paused for a minute and reached out with the paw
that still had lasagna on it and brushed it against Pookie's nose. "Gasp.
Oh no. Pookie, I got lasagna on your nose. I'm a bad bad cat." Garfield
cocked his head to one side, "What? You want me to clean it off? Well if
you insist. Besides, lasagna should never be wasted."
He took a step forward until he was nose to nose with Pookie. He flicked
his tongue lightly several times over Pookie's nose, until it was free of
lasagna bits. When he finished, he sat back on his haunches, "Mmmmm you
taste good, Pookie. What? You want me to clean the rest of you off too?"
He grinned a Cheshire grin. "I'd love too." He stretched out a paw, pulled
Pookie to him and purred, "Have I ever told you how much I love lasagna?"
He continued to purr as he began to lick Pookie's neck and then down his
chest, his rough tongue causing the bear's fur to stand up in tufts. When
he reached Pookie's waist he stopped and stared at the area he just finished cleaning. He reached out and stroked a paw down Pookie's chest,
his claws half out, leaving thin, slight trails in the bears fur. "You should bathe in tomato sauce from now on. It's made your fur soooo soft."
Again he brushed his paw down Pookie's chest. He watched as the fur sprang
back up after his paw passed. A gleam entered his eyes as he stared at
Pookie. His nose twitched and his tail rose straight up in the air. He
looked up and gazed into the bear's cute button eyes, "Isn't it amazing the
places tomato sauce can get into?" he asked mischievously. Not waiting for
a response, Garfield stood again and licked Pookie on his nose then slowly
licked a line down the clean furry chest of the bear, this time not stopping at its waist. Purring loudly, he licked between the bear's short,
furry legs. The tip of his tail was twitching like crazy as he pressed his
nose against Pookie's belly. He continued to lick long strokes between the
bears legs.
Garfield's breathing quickened and the tip of his tail flicked this way and
that way. Suddenly he pulled back from Pookie and looked into his dark button eyes. He paused, then nodded once, firmly. He pounced on top of
the bear and started humping it as he licked and nipped at its neck. Finally with a last twitch of his tail and thrust of his hind end, Garfield
stilled then collapsed on top of Pookie.
Still purring, Garfield rolled off Pookie and onto his side. He reached
out with a paw and swatted a bit of fur from one of Pookie's button eyes,
then laid his head on Pookie's shoulder. "That had to be the best lasagna
I've ever had," he said contentedly.
~Fin~