kitten || muke au

five

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michael was bored.

ever since luke got him his toys he'd been talking less to michael. he always told him he was busy and not to bother him. michael hated it.

he knocked softly on luke's office door. he had his own room in the house — which was off limits for michael — where he could work. his job offered luke to work at home, and luke immediately took it thinking he would be able to spend more time with michael.

"in a minute, michael." luke said softly, trying to shoo him away again.

"you said that fifteen minutes ago." michael muttered, just loud enough so that luke could hear him.

michael opened the door for the first time without luke's permission.

"stop whining." luke groaned, standing up from his swivel chair and walking towards the door.

"but I want youu." michael pressed, jutting his plump lip out.

"I said no." luke huffed. "go away."

michael gathered enough courage to whimper, "please, daddy."

luke stopped in his tracks.

"what?"

"I-I," michael stuttered, pulling his pink sleeves over his hands.

luke crouched down to michael's height. he took michael by the chin and made his head tilt upwards so he could look into luke's eyes.

"what did you call me?"

michael saw luke's eyes clouded and dark. he was scared.

"l-luke, sorry, I'll come back - later, I'm sorry." michael failed to speak in coherent sentences and started backing away.

luke let him go, watching him walk upstairs. he bit his lip.

"he called me daddy." luke whispered to himself. "fuck."

he ran a hand through his hair and tried focusing on his work. key word; tried.

the only reason he took up this job was so he could buy michael his laptop and phone and be able to pay for the family plan. he knew his parent's money wouldn't last him that long, especially since there were now two mouths to feed.

luke could barely concentrate on his work and sighed, giving up.

*

michael sat on his bed. he just called luke daddy. what did he think? did luke find it weird? michael turned pink. he was so embarrassed. he should've just kept his mouth shut. he should've just left luke alone.

michael and luke hadn't shared a kiss yet. luke only kissed michael's nose or ears or forehead. but never his lips. michael found himself daydreaming about luke's lips sometimes. he wished he could kiss them. feel how soft they are as luke pulled michael's briefs down his legs painfully slow.

michael whimpered, palming himself on his bed.

he wanted luke to be the one getting him off. making his dick twitch in his briefs. he wanted luke to ride him mercilessly until michael came.

he moaned.

michael imagined luke fucking his mouth, letting out short moans from his pretty lips.

he whimpered loudly, then bit his knuckle. he had to be quiet.

michael pulled down his briefs and began lazily stroking himself. he thought of luke stroking him, jacking him off slowly as michael whimpered for him to go faster.

"luke," michael breathed, biting his lip, "d-daddy."

michael sped up his movements, bucking his hips upward into his fist. his bed collided with the wall multiple times, but michael didn't care. it felt so good.

"daddy, please, fuck" michael panted, imagining his daddy jerking him off while coming on his face.

michael's door swung wide open.

michael didn't want to stop though, he couldn't, and so he looked luke in the eyes and came.

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i kinda laughed while writing this lol

this one is short because I love cliff hangers. whooptiedoo.

and i have a muke short story. you should read it even though it kinda sucks

btw I broke my phone by throwing it at a wall so I might not update often lol

stay happy (: