Fucking Love Cats (Part One)

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Three months. It has been three months since Frank got Gerard. And it's twelve whole weeks of Frank fighting his sexual urges and to finally give in and just do whatever the hell he wants to do with his adorable kitten.

Because we all know that Frank is only human and he has desires just like any other man. But Frank has this amazing self-control that despite Gerard always on his side, cuddling and kissing the hell out of him, Frank never crossed the line. And Frank really couldn't believe that he's capable of exercising such amazing self-control over his sexual desires and urges.

Recently though, Frank noticed that he's fucking his hands more than he normally do. And Frank forces himself to believe that no, he is not sexually frustrated and jerking off like twice a day is very normal, duh. So yep, Frank is not frustrated with his sexual life, although the object of his desires is always at his side, being effortlessly adorable and beautiful in his eyes. But it really doesn't help that Frank notices the smooth curves of Gerard's body even more, not when Gerard is not being helpful because he always forgets wearing clothes. And Frank's mind obviously drifts away to his fantasy land, imagining his lips running against Gerard's smooth and soft skin, licking it all over and tasting him.

And since Frank is spending more time inside his bathroom (which he can practically calls his man cave, or Frankie's cave) he can't help but to imagine his beautiful kitten on his knees while his hand is very busy with his shaft, doing almost everything his brain knows to make jerking off really pleasurable. So okay, Frank knows that it is very bad and naughty to imagine Gerard naked and on his knees while he's fucking his own pathetic hands. But he can't help but to think about it and imagine that his fluffy black cat ears are drooping slightly and his black tail moving slowly behind his back. And while he's still on his knees, Gerard will look up at Frank with those innocent eyes, while his pink lips wrapped obscenely around Frank's ...

So as you can see, Frank knows he's in trouble and he's really really close to finally throwing himself to Gerard.

And Frank is one smart guy and he noticed that this out-of-control sexual frustrations rooted to the time Gerard tried to own Frank which ended up Frank owning him. And Frank will often jerk off to the thoughts when he bit Gerard's neck and remembering the pleasurable sensation when he run his lips against his ear and whispering seductively to his kitten while his hand rested on his kitten's pale soft bum before finally touching his fluffy tail.

Frank thinks that dominating Gerard that day had solved his kitten's mate problem. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, Frank really doesn't know how to properly describe it, but it really depends on the way he would look at it), Gerard seems to forgot about the whole 'Frank dominates him' and it appears that his memories about anything related to 'dominating' or 'owning' resets every morning.

Because only four days after that incident, Gerard pounced on Frank again, straddled and bit his neck again, saying he wants to own Frank.

So Frank wrestled with Gerard again that day. And there he saw his kitten's innocent eyes but with a dirty seductive glint again and Frank really had to wonder if that is even possible. He thought that maybe only Gerard can do that. And while his kitten's index finger runs through Frank's chest, almost touching his nipple which made Frank swallowed hard (and yeah, his cock also the same manner), there he saw Gerard smirking like he just remove all his feline behavior off and wore a different kind of persona right at that moment – someone who came straight from Frank's dirtiest, filthiest, naughtiest wet dreams.

And Frank was successful in dominating Gerard that day again, biting him harder that time, almost bruising it and which earned him a good long delicious moan from his kitten. He sucked his kitten's collarbone afterwards, leaving a dark purple bruise that Frank truly admires, like it's a motherfucking work of art. They kissed and make out that time too and it is much longer than before.

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