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I'm trying to bloody write and Lucius is in his basket on the desk surface. However, it's cold and Lucius wants a cuddle.

In true Lucius stylee, Lucius doesn't know how to take no for an answer.

So he just comes and sits on me. He won't sit on my shoulders, which would be ideal, no. He wants to sit on the nice warm chest.

So that's annoying and I put him back in his basket. So he tries doing it VERY SLOWLY in case I wouldn't notice if he did it my millimetres like a Harryhausen stop motion film...

But he still gets put back in his basket.

Now he's trying to do it by degrees. He's stretched out his two front feet and they are touching my body, and he's sliding himself forwards like a snake....

*sigh* He's too much like his namesake. SNEAKY.

*gives in. cuddles*