Kitty Levi getting jealous

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He had smelled you from the moment you closed the door of your shared apartment. Levi covered his nose for a few seconds and let out a low growl as he heard you calling for him.

You often went out to spend time with your small friend group, and every time Levi was used to having you smell a bit differently from your usual scent that was permanently mixed with his.

But on one certain day, you didn't just smell different. You didn't smell as if you had been to one of your friend's houses or a new place with different scents mixed together. No. You had smelled like another man.

"What's wrong?" you question. "You stink." Levi hisses.

Because he's basically a half-cat, Levi's hearing and smelling sense's sharpened, which made it impossible for him to ignore you smelling like another male.

He would keep on growling in front of you as you took your shoes of. It would be confusing to you because you haven't experienced him being jealous. He's protective and a little clingy sometimes, yes, but never this jealous.

"You smell like another man." he growls.

Upon understanding what his problem was, you tried to calm him down by explaining the situation. "Me and Chloe met a few of our old college classmates in which one happened to be a guy. We hugged."

No matter what you say, Kitty Levi wouldn't put up with the fact that you smelled so intensely like another man. Right after you took off your coat, he was in front of you, pumping his forehead against your shoulder, a silent question to mark you.

Two seconds after you gave him permission he'd start to rub his cheek against your neck and jaw. He'd take your arm and lead you towards the bedroom where he would almost throw you on the bed, get on top of you and lick the spot between your collarbone and neck.

Low purrs would erupt from his throat, sending shivers down your spine. "Mine."

Your shirt would be off next and he'd start to rub his cheek against all the skin that is revealed, his purrs growing louder.

Sloppy kisses and little bites would be dropped all over your neck, jaw and ears. He'd make sure to leave lots of marks that would show anyone that you were his.

"You're mine."

Be ready for a heated night.

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