"Yes, that's the streaker!" Rick said. His amber brown eyes gently considered the new kitty, noting how the little animal's eye color was the same as his own. "When I first came home with our food, I must've startled him, and he streaked out of the kitchen as a white blur." Just then, as if to demonstrate what Rick had earlier witnessed, the white kitty with the black markings shot straight up into the air, somehow turning sideways while he was almost a foot off the carpeting, then took off so fast that his fluffy tail was like a jetstream behind him. Smokey wasted no time and took off after his frisky new buddy. Horatio laughed heartily. "He IS fast. I see what you mean, my colt." "I've never seen a cat jump straight up into the air like that, either!" Rick exclaimed. "Yeah, that was an unusual movement, wasn't it." the redhead noted. Both men looked at each other smiling, reading each other's thoughts. "Well, it looks like we have a new cat," they said at almost the exact same time. Soft laughter followed, and Rick leaned in to complete their previous interrupted kiss. Rick hummed as he enjoyed Horatio's lips, and the redhead hummed back causing a vibration that tickled and got them both laughing. Rick reached out to touch the downy sprinkling of fur over his beloved's heart. He kept his hand there. Looking into the brunet's eyes, Horatio reached out and placed his own hand against the thick luxurious fur covering his beloved's heart. They stayed like that for a long moment, each man feeling the heartbeat of the other, until restless feelings began to stir again. The two looked at each other knowingly. "'Leaves' are beginning to rustle," Horatio said, cocking his head and smirking. Rick refreshed their bathwater, and the men finished their bath rather quickly, towelled off and adjourned to their large, comfortable bed.