Catch the Thunder

Cat Dad Struggles

I didn't mean for this to go on hiatus. I wasn't able to post on FFN (the notorious Processing Error that has been going on for a long time now). Normally I post on here, Wattpad, and FFN at the same time, so I don't forget one (which I've done many, many times). So instead, I forgot to post ANY of them. Dammit... and THIS is why I'm seeing a memory therapist.

Here's some omorashi and pet play to make up for it. AND KITTY!!!

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The next morning, Freed got up early, as usual, and went to the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, Ash bolted out. He watched, amused, and shook his head. He returned to the bedroom where Laxus was sleeping, headphones on. He gently nudged him, and Laxus blinked his eyes a few times.

"Watch Ash while I take a shower. Remember, she's not allowed in the bedroom, on the table or counters, and she must be supervised at all times in case she tries to pee."

Laxus grunted and nodded, slowly shifting up. He went out to the kitchen, stumbling in sleepiness, got Ash her food, and started up some coffee.

Freed washed, got ready, and ate breakfast while the cat munched on her food. Laxus kept the kitten in his hands as he walked Freed to the door and kissed him goodbye.

That day, Laxus tried to follow the rules Freed had set, but every time Ash meowed and scratched at the bathroom door, his resolve weakened. Begrudgingly, Laxus opened the bathroom door. Ash darted out, rubbing against his legs, and he grinned.

Laxus spent most of the day with Ash. He could not resist letting her roam the living room while he watched TV, and he even sneaked her an extra treat or two.

By the time Freed returned that evening, Laxus had mostly managed to clean up after the little messes Ash had made, though he had not put her back in the bathroom as often as he should have. Freed quickly noticed a rug was not in its normal place, and he sighed.

"Did she pee on the rug?"

Laxus did not answer, looking aside with guilt.

"Laxus, we really do need to stay consistent with her training."

"I know," he grumbled. "I was watching her!" Then he muttered, "Just not close enough."

"You need to be consistent." Freed sighed, looking down in debate. "I know you really wanted to adopt her, and I think it's a great idea, but you need to prove that you can raise a cat. It's hard work, and you're the one who's home all day. It needs to be you." Freed smirked with an idea and sidled up closer to Laxus. "You wanted to be a good daddy, right?"

Laxus jolted at the insinuation and saw the devious glint in Freed's eyes.

"Prove to me you can be a good cat dad. I know you can." He leaned right up against Laxus' chest, caressed his hands over his pecs, and whispered, "I know you're a good Daddy."

A gulp got caught in Laxus' throat as his groin reacted and his face turned red.

Freed felt the lump forming down below, swiveled his hips against it, and chuckled. "This is such an interesting little kink of yours."

"Of course I'd get hard when you look so fuckable," Laxus grumbled.

Freed bit his lip, debating something, but the devious look in his face got wider. "You know," he said, drawing shapes on Laxus' chest with his finger. "I haven't gotten the chance to use the toilet since this morning."

Laxus' eyes widened even more.

Freed coyly glanced up at him. "Do you wanna be my Daddy tonight?"

"Freed," Laxus breathed, hardly able to believe what he was suggesting. After the disaster last time...