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You've reached Timothy Stoker, leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you.

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[epistemological]

Jon makes a soft, confused noise... and then relaxes because the kneading is actually rather nice. Biscuits are much more enjoyable when you have a layer (or two) of fur on you. He makes another noise, a soft of 'that's nice' that can't quite keep from being somewhat sad before he just lets Timcat have his way.

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Tim doesn't actually have cat instincts outside of being a cat. So every time he transforms it's a funky fresh wave of remembering how being a cat works. But he's got the purring down. And pretty quickly he can do biscuits without getting his claws stuck in Jon's fur.

It takes a while for him to get that out of his system, though. And then he'll stand, paws sinking into yet more fur as he does a big long stretch along the back of Jon's neck, and flops on his head, so he's got a paw under his chin and one pressed against the base of Jon's ear, doing the world's laziest biscuits and still purring gently.

[epistemological]

The answer he receives for his care is a slightly amused doggy noise commenting on his ridiculousness in the most feather-light ribbing ever as he continues to keep his eyes closed and the world firmly Away from him to enjoy friend time.

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That gets a chirruped mewl from Tim as he sasses back readily, and shifts again so he's leaning up on both paws again so he can start--

Licking Jon's ear, methodical and efficiently. Get groomed, asshole.

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He shifts his ear to make it easier for Tim to reach. Yes, yes, of course. So deeply put up on. Not that he's moving other than to facilitate it...

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Just the most put upon pupper, life is so hard when you have a cat sitting on your head trying to help you relax with raspy licks on soft, thick ears.

Though sometimes those licks trap the thick fur collar and then he's got to spend a minute trying to paw the long strands out where they've gotten trapped on the raspy tongue bristles.

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Which earns Tim a bit of a huffing dog laugh, good-natured as it is.