"Thank you, I'm sure Mr. Clipclop will be happy with you. I'm glad you'll let him visit me though." Fox replied, pushing his head up against Marisa's hand as she scratched behind his ears. It really had started out as a bad day, but ever since Marisa came along it had improved to one of the best days in his memory. The only other days that seemed better was meeting his other friends a few days ago and then the game of tag in the courtyard.
"I hope you'll come and see me often." He commented as he shifted his head a little so that Marisa was scratching under his chin now. His murring increased in volume as she continued to scratch him. He really was considering asking her to rub his belly now... as he loved when his mother used to do that when he was younger. Even if he didn't realize it himself yet, he was starting to think of Marisa as a type of mother figure in his little world.
Post by Marisa Lorette Anduin on Aug 16, 2011 21:00:06 GMT -5
She giggled as she continued scratching behind Fox's ears.
"I certainly will try to make sure he's happy, sweetie...and of course part of that is letting him visit you. Why wouldn't I allow that?"
She proceeded to scratch under his chin when he shifted his head's position. He was just too adorable. She was halfway tempted to try giving him a belly rub, but wasn't sure how he would feel about that. She only smiled when he mentioned that he hoped she would visit often.
"Of course, sweetie...why wouldn't I want to come visit a furry little bundle of cute like you? I can't promise how often that will be, as I have no idea when or if I will be assigned to something until it happens...but when I can, I will. I will say that already."
In the back of her head, she also though about maybe bringing him an extra meal each day, too...he acted like he was beyond starving earlier...
Fox giggled when Marisa called him a 'furry little bundle of cute'. That was it, he wanted a belly rub. Fox looked down at his feet a little unsure how he might even bring that request up in a conversation. After a moment of though he decided the only way was to simply flat out ask.
"Will you give me a belly rub?" He blurted out suddenly. He put his hands over his mouth after speaking, afraid that he'd asked too much of such a new acquaintance. Then he let his arms hang down, though he wasn't meeting her eyes yet. His whole face felt warm, which his version of blushing. "I mean, if you wanted to... I'd really like it is all, my mom used to rub my belly and I really enjoyed it..." He was mumbling now as he continued to stare at his own feet, feeling rather awkward now.
Post by Marisa Lorette Anduin on Aug 16, 2011 21:53:54 GMT -5
Marisa blinked a few times before laughing a bit at his request...and then promptly not only picking him up with one arm while holding Mr. Clipclop in the other, but sitting down in the recliner in his room with him in her lap, belly side up. She then proceeded to gently rub his belly in circular motions, placing Mr. Clipclop on the floor next to them gently.
"Truth be told Fox...I was considering doing that already. I know I'm not your mother, but...I can hope I'm doing this in a way that helps make you feel happy."
She giggled a bit as she continued rubbing his belly. She enjoyed being around Fox...it reminded her that there was, indeed, good in the world...even in the most unlikely of places. There were multiple prisoners that did that, but Fox was a truly prime example of it.
Fox let out a slightly startled, "Eep!", as Marisa scooped him up easily with one arm. He stared up at her as she set him down on her lap, belly side up. That was when it hit, a perfect belly rub! Fox's eyes rolled back a little as his eyelids fluttered, his tongue lolling out slightly. It was sheer bliss for the little fellow as Marisa rubbed his tummy in a circular motion, just like his mother used to do.
Marisa's words barely registered to him but it was obvious that she was indeed making Fox happy. He was murring so loud it sounded like someone had turned on a small motor somewhere nearby. He closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the moment, visualizing his mom rubbing his belly. It was almost like he was free again, and he couldn't help but have a huge smile on his face. The picture was so perfect in his mind that he actually thought it was real for a moment. "I love you mommy..." he mumbled, barely audible over the sound of contented murring.
Post by Marisa Lorette Anduin on Aug 16, 2011 22:59:50 GMT -5
Oh, it certainly looked like Fox was in a blissful state of mind. He was completely zoned out. Marisa smiled and continued rubbing his belly, but was in for quite a shock when he called her mommy. This was in fact, so shocking that she ended up pausing for a second...she had to wonder: did Fox mistake her for his own, true mother because she was mimicing how she had rubbed his belly? Or was he seeing her as a mother-like figure? Not to mention...it suddenly hit her that she would never be able to have her own children. She hadn't even thought about that until just now...it made her feel a little sad, truthfully. She quickly resumed rubbing Fox's belly in the same manner as before, hopefully before he could really come out of his blissful state. Now wasn't the time to mull over such things as that...for now she just wanted to enjoy being around Fox and helping him have a nice day today.
Fox barely registered the moment when Marisa stopped rubbing his belly, only opening one eye to peek at her until she resumed the tummy rub. Fox really did see Marisa as a mother-like figure. She was strong, and kind, and really seemed to care for him... plus she gave a world class belly rub! Fox had no clue that he'd even spoken at all since she sat him down on her lap, or that he might have caused Marisa to have a sad thought.
Fox let out a yawn, as he usually tended to stay up late now so he could go out into the courtyard. He wasn't used to waking up so early and he'd had a long day already thanks to all the excitement earlier. Plus, it was so cozy on Marisa's lap and he felt more secure than he had in years. It was all very comforting. Before too much longer Fox's murring turned into snoring, though he still had that blissful smile on his face even as he slept. Now asleep, he nuzzled his face against Marisa even as she continued to rub his belly.
Post by Marisa Lorette Anduin on Aug 16, 2011 23:36:35 GMT -5
Marisa smiled a little as Fox slowly drifted off to sleep...he kept every bit of cuteness he had while awake, and then some. Sh kept rubbing his belly for a bit more before picking Fox up, moving gently and slowly so as to not wake him. After clearing a small space for him on the bed with one hand, being careful to not move any of his toys in any manner that would cause them harm, she would lay him down in said cleared spot...and hesitate a moment. SHe had to wonder...is this in any way remotely what it was like to have a son? If it was...then it was truly a wonderful thing. She sighed a little before stroking the fur on his head extremely gently before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on the top of his head. He was a sweetheart...and though she didn't know it for sure, she would be more than happy to play the role of mother for him if he wished for it.
"Sleep well, sweetie...and I'll come visit you again soon."
When she spoke, she said it in little more than a whisper...perhaps he would hear her in his dreams, perhaps not. Either way she was glad to have met him, and glad that he was happy to have met her as well. She then smiled softly before turning around and picking up Mr. Clipclop and heading out the door, being as silent as possible so as to not disturb him. After which, she headed back to her room...may as well show Mr. Clipclop around his new home, right?