Chapter 5 - Unfiltered Joy
-W-
My human. My human! My human! I was touching him. I was sniffing him. Holding him. He spoke to me. He saw me. Our eyes made contact. His were green and full of what I hoped was excitement, like mine, but I knew in my gut was confusion and possibly fear. I couldn't feel his emotions anymore, at least not so clearly. The more of my body that I pulled out of his, the less I felt of him. But I could do so much more out here! Out here I had so many more senses. Out here I could communicate with him. I tried. I tried to speak like he did but my mouth didn't make the sounds right, I didn't try again. That was something I could figure out later. I would just squeeze him again until he understood what I wanted to say.
He smelled salty. A little unwashed, but otherwise pleasant.. at least to my nose. My nose.. it was an amazing thing. I thought my ears and eyes had been so overwhelming with how much of the world they showed me, how much of him they let me take in.. but my nose was a surprise thing that seemed to subtly leap far ahead of my other senses. I kept bumping him with it, I kept sniffing. He made a face whenever my nose touched him but I think it was a happy face. He got all.. squinty.
This was far beyond what I had imagined after my first test in pulling myself free from him.. I had nearly pulled all the way out of him. I was experiencing these waves of joy that kept running through me, nothing was holding them back.. but something felt missing. My joy seemed to want to run down the track of my spine, a direct course to my rump.. and my tail. That's what was missing, I could almost feel it, it was almost free, I wanted to pull it free so it could experience my emotions unfiltered. So I did. I leaned forward and lifted my rump out of his belly, peeling more of my body free from him until all that remained connected were our legs. My tail was going wild, flicking back and forth across his belly, and tickling him it seemed as my human began to wriggle a bit and grab for my tail.
When his hand closed around it we both stopped, held still. Dread and regret filled his face, at least that is what I believe it felt like through our increasingly faint connection. Perhaps he feared I would harm him for grabbing my tail. My tail began to wag a little again, wiggling in his hand as I leaned my whole weight back against him and felt him grunt, felt and heard the exhale against the back of my neck as I pressed myself to him. My back wedged against his chest and I rubbed myself against him.. without sinking back inside his body. No, I wanted to stay out. Wanted to touch and rub against him, to sniff him more. My head and longer neck craned back to hook his, rubbing my cheek against his. His expression was hard to read, he seemed torn between melting into the same joy that I was feeling.. and pulling back with fear and reluctance.
Melt into the joy human!
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