kitten || muke au

four

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luke woke up to michael groaning.

he rolled over to check the time. it was 4:30 in the morning.

he sat up and walked over to check on his furry. michael's eyes were closed tightly. he turned over in bed, restless.

"s-sorry." he mumbled, lips pink.

luke walked over to michael and, for a moment, just looked at him. admired him.

"so s-sorry, daddy."

luke felt blood rushing down to his dick. did michael just call him daddy?

luke sat down next to the squirming boy. he ran his hand through michael's hair a couple times before he woke up.

"kitten? you okay?" luke cooed, still running his hand through michael's hair and between his ears.

"l-luke." michael whispered quietly, opening his round eyes.

luke nodded his head. "it's me, kitten."

he laid down next to michael and played with his ears.

"I'm not mad." luke whispered. he felt michael cuddle into his chest, his breathing starting to slow.

michael curled up into luke, his tail swiping against luke's arm every couple minutes. they fell asleep like that, and michael never felt so secure.

*

michael woke up to an empty bed again. he brushed his teeth and splashed cold water onto his face before trotting downstairs.

luke stood with his back turned, making eggs. michael pulled out a chair from the counter, making the floor squeak. luke glanced behind him and smiled.

"morning, kitten." he greeted.

michael would never get tired of that nickname.

"morning."

"did you have a nightmare last night?" luke asks quietly.

michael nods, "y-yeah. was I sleep-talking?"

"um, a bit. you just said a bunch of 'sorry's."

good. michael thought. because it wasn't a nightmare. it was a wet dream.

*

after luke fed him and michael was full and happy, luke decided on watching a movie. michael picked it out, of course, and they sat together on luke's bed, cuddling.

"what movie did you pick out?" luke asked, his lips against michael's hair.

"if I stay..." michael mumbles into his chest.

luke smiles at michael's choice. a chick flick.

* ;)

luke slammed into michael repeatedly.

"who makes you feel this good?" he grunted.

"daddy does!" michael screamed, trying to touch luke. he couldn't though, his hands were tied above his head and he was stuck, with only his legs to wrap around luke's hips.

"daddy, daddy, fuck." michael whimpered, trying his best to silence his moans. he grabbed onto the cloth restraining his hands and pulled, trying to free himself.

"bad kitten. are you trying to break free?" luke said, and micahel noticed his voice is much deeper than usual.

luke's hand goes down hard on michael's ass and michael moans.

"you like being a bad boy, hmm?" luke groaned, fucking his kitten at an amazing speed.

"yes, daddy, I'm your bad boy." michael responds, errupting with moans as luke hits his prostate.

"g-gonna come." michael breathes, whimpering again.

"come, kitten. come for daddy." luke groans, his head thrown up in pleasure.

michael is woken up by luke stroking the back of his furry ears. he was sweaty, and he noticed his breathing was unsteady.

"you had another bad dream, princess." he says, kissing michael's temple.

the movie was over, and he and luke were spooning on his bed.

"y-yeah." michael mutters, "did I sleep-talk again?"

luke nodded. "yeah."

"what did I say?"

luke leaned in closer. he stared into maichael's amazing green eyes and whispered,

"I think I heard you say dad-"

the doorbell rung.

"oh," luke looks up, "that must be the guy to fix the washing machine. I'll be right back, okay kitten?"

michael nodded.

he heard you.

you're so busted.

michael was pink all over. luke heard him say 'daddy'? what was he gonna tell him? that he missed his father? michael didn't even know his father. he was dropped off at the sanctuary when he was a year old.

michael had other thing's to worry about though. his dick hurt from being restrained by his boxers.

michael stepped into the shower and quickly took care of it, moaning luke's name as quiet as he could when he finished.

michael dried off and pulled a new shirt over his head as well as a pair of sweatpants.

"hey, kitten. the guy just left." luke says, kissing him on his nose. "I got you a present."

luke led michael to his room. on his bed were two devices unknown to michael.

"w-what is it?"

they were both silver, and cold to the touch when michael picked them up.

"a laptop and phone." luke smiled, sitting down next to michael.

"I've taken up a new profession; editing. I just need something to keep you busy while I work." luke kissed michael's ears. "do you like them?"

michael was dumbfounded.

"what does it do?" he mumbled, flipping it back and forth in his small hands.

luke laughed.

"here. let me show you."

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