Richard saw his leopard spots and lovely eyes. "You a handsome kit Silver. May I nap with you?"

Rich did not want Silver to be uncomfortable. The younger kit was irresistibly adorable. Richard was only a few years older he thought he was nice and misunderstood as Rich was. Silver had good ambitions and Richard would do anything to make the kit happy.

Richard smiled and crawled into the king size bed. Rich held his arm out, "I held you last night. You reached for me before you slept. I know you don't feel good. I like the feel of you hair-fur and velvety soft fur-skin. You ears feel good against my chin."

Richard lowered his arms over Silver felined frame and rubbed his back, neck, massaged his hair-fur, and made little circles around his temples. He spoke is a hushed tone, "Comfortable Silver? You feel so warm and soft. Anything you want just ask. I want to take care of you."

He adored Silver and holding again felt wonderful. "You purred last night in your sleep. I like it. It sounds so good. I feel reassured your content."

Richard knew he had been held this way in a long time by his flench. If Silver was uncomfortable he did not protest. In minutes a strong purr came from his new friend and lulled the elder man to sheep. The both napped in silence.

It was mid-afternoon that Richard awoke to his stomach growling. Silver was till asleep and his gentle breathing was felt upon Richard's chest. He slowly nugged Silver not wanting to awaken his deep slumber. Quietly he moved his body off the bed and creaped to the door. Richard looked back to make sure silver was asleep. He opened the gust bedroom door and strolled to the kitchen. He made sliced roast sandwiches, opened a bag of fries, then cut up fresh fruit. He set the food on plates in tray and carried the tray to the bedroom and entered the room. Richard set the food on the opposite night stand and saw Silver ears twitch.

Richard looked over and saw two lovely eyes that attracted him to Silver peered over the covers. "Hello sleepy, would you like a sandwich and fries?" Chips are served with fish, are are like French fries in the U.S.

"How's your head?"

Richard handed Silver a plate and sat next to him. "This is good day for sleeping. It foggy and rainy. I'm glad you can rest. After you eat and rest, I agree you will feel better. I did not wash your clothes because I did not want to wake you. I will after a bit. Do you want anything to drink? I have mineral water, orange juice, fizzy drink?"

Richard shook his head, "No. You did not get any on you clothes. Look I know you feel bad about last night. I would have not met the most adorable Kit. I know how you feel. I felt the same way a few years ago. I felt utterly abandoned. I had some friends but they did not relate. I am not possessive or anything. I have influence and can protect you."

"You said little, the fact you drunk to a stupor and were very glummy. I have seen this before, problems your not accepted. I know, I lived it. You can't hide the feeling of being misunderstood and rejected. This is not the same as a break-up with a lover. That hurts too. I can tell you need a friend last night. Protection as in providing you a place to be who and what you are without judgement. I did not ask why, I didn't have to."

Richard rubbed the velvety soft fur skin on Sliver's left arm and placed his right hand over it. "We've all gone through it. The more you try to hide it. The worse it gets. Gayness has been around forever. Back a few 200 years there was no name for it. It was perfectly acceptable for a man to share a bed with another. Travelers paid by the bed. In 'Treasure Island', Robert Lewis Stevenson devoted at least on chapture how two male characters meet and share a night in an inn. In Roman times common practice for same sex coupling. Only in today's world is there a name for homosexuality. At one time gay males were revered and treated like gods, worshiped even. For the 20th Century, movies and TV have shaped what gender roles look like. Society is always changing."

(He just has skin. The only fur he has is on his ears and tail /D)

The forced smile became genuine and soft then. Rich just had a way of explaining things that made it all seem...better. If only his father could see things that way. But that would be a cold day in hell. Silver wasn't ashamed of who he was, not one bit. Well, that was a lie. Whenever he was around his family, his father had a way of just looking at him that made him feel ashamed of himself. He knew it was silly, but...

He was done talking about things that made him upset, sick of talking about his father. So instead, he simply leaned over and placed a small kiss on Rich's cheek, his lips lingering for a moment before he pulled away, a soft blush tinting his cheeks.

Richard was delighted to be kissed he felt his heat warmed by the kit. He loved having Silver in his arms and was filled with adoring respect for the kit. Rich removed their empty plates and gave Silver a tight hug and held him. "Father's find it harder to accept and when your ready you will have the courage to tell him." The elder man looked upon Silvers handsome face and eyes that captivated him. He kissed Silver's forehead and placed his hand over Silver's. "Feeling better?"