Ace wasn't done yet.

Tonight, I will keep control of myself, thought Ace as he grew more horny by the minute. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. Shag just looked so soft and...humpable...well, pretty much anything was humpable to Aceyboy, but right now, with Tory refusing his advances and the blankets just being so unresponsive and lacking in character, Shag was the obvious choice.

One more time couldn't hurt.

The fluffy tomcat hopped on Shag while he was reclining innocently on the bed. He began to hump on his son.

*Get off me!* Shag swatted at him and Ace, annoyed, stepped off.

Ace sat nearby, looking longingly at Shag. *I'm sorry.*


*You said that all the other times too.*

*I know.*

Shag went back to napping while Ace used the litterbox, which stunk up the room. Ace liked marking in the litterbox so that it stank up the whole room with the perfume of tomcat. He felt much more like he owned the place.

Later on he went back to Shag again.

*Gerr'off me!*

Ace got off and went back to the blankets and humped them for a little while, purring loudly. But he slowly made his way back over to Shag across the bed. Little by little, until he was on him again.

Shag gave him a good kick in the stomach. Ace hopped off. For now he was defeated, but he STILL wasn't done for the night...Ace had one more thing he wanted to do.