Thanks to @sourbluefreezy and @joasakura, I’m working on more catdads. Have an excerpt.
They showed him the documentation before he took the job, and it’s pretty clear he’s after a real pair of desperadoes. These two have left a trail of bodies, theft, and occasional devastation in their wake from one hemisphere to the other, and he reckons it’s about time someone put a stop to it.
When they catch him in an ambush, he realizes that someone isn’t going to be him.
One of the bastards catches him from behind—he’s so damn strong, it’s like being wrestled by a bear—and the other one lands from what must be a three story drop, uncoils like he’s made of shock absorbers, then heads straight for him at an unhurried walk. “Jesse McCree,” he says in a low growl of a voice. That’s just grand, they know him. “Look what the cat dragged in.”
The man behind him laughs. It sounds beyond rough, almost inhuman…and familiar. “You smell godawful, kid. Like cigars soaked in stale tequila and piss.”
“Also, you look like a werewolf.” Jesse opens his mouth to protest; trying to kill him his one thing, but the insults are just uncalled for. But then the man in front of him pushes back his hood to reveal his grinning, scarred, cat-eared face.
“Well, damn,” Jesse says faintly, as he’s spun around and enveloped in the arms of his two favorite dead men.
“Surprise,” Gabriel says against his ear, and then nuzzles Jesse hard enough to give him beard burn.
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