Luke's Kitten ✔

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Luke's demeanor completely changed when he had a meeting with people. He dressed up, in a nice black suit and a black tie and he made me dress up as well.

I frowned and tugged on the bottom of my right dress. Tight dresses make my tail hurt. It was black with a white Peter Pan collar. I wish it flowed more or jetted out at my waist but it didn't. I didn't complain though because I didn't want to upset Luke. He already looked like he could snap a bird's neck in one pinch.

"Michael, if you're going to sit you close your legs." Luke ordered, looking down at my spread apart knees.

"Sorry. Force of habit when I'm with my Daddy." I mumbled out an excuse, shutting my legs.

He nodded slightly, fixing the cuffs of his suit. My thighs separated again. Ever dom I've ever had, said that when he was in the room, my legs are open. That way they had better access and could dominate submissives better. Crossed or closed legs was considered disrespectful.

"Daddy my tummy is feeling funny again."

"Michael you're not sick." He stated.

"No...but Daddy-" the doorbell rang, making Luke's attention completely slip from me, to our guests.

I sighed and got up. I tugged on my dress and followed Luke. He let the two men into the foyer. I stayed behind Luke but the one man noticed me and smiled.

"Hello. I like your ears, are you a kitty?" He asked nicely.

I nodded slightly, not knowing if Luke would allow me to speak.

"His name is Michael." Luke stated in his no-room-to-debate voice, "Now I'll see your presentation in the front room."

I bit my lip and followed Luke. I wasn't allowed in the front room. Calum called it the glass room because it was filled with glass or ceramic toys and figurines.

Luke shot me a look and I closed my legs. I stared down at my hands, which I placed in my thigh. The men started talking but I couldn't understand or follow any of it. My stomach felt weird, like a knot or a balloon that could going to burst at any second.

I softly brushed my hand against Luke's knee, trying to get his attention. He brushed my hand away and I frowned. I tried again and he brushed me off again. I frown and squeezed my legs together. I bit my lip and continued to try and secretly get his attention.

After about one long hour, Luke stood up and showed the men out. I stayed where I was, still feeling weird. When he came back, Luke's suit jacket was off and he undid the top two buttons of his dress shirt.

I let out a loud moan that I didn't realize I was holding in. I blushed and covered my mouth, getting up to go to the bathroom. Maybe I could talk myself into calming down. Luke grabbed my wrist and I squeaked.

He pinned me up against the wall, smirking down at me.

"You like teasing me, don't you?" Luke asked, his warm breath fanning over my sensitive neck.

I shook my head, stuttering, "N-no."

"I think you do." Luke said, "You don't bother me when I'm talk to business people."

"I-I'm sorry." I whimpered.

"it's okay baby. You just need to learn." Luke reassured me, his hand going to my waist, "Now give me a kiss."

I listened, leaning forward and slightly brushing our lips together.

"That's not a kiss baby. Would you like to try again?" Luke asked.

I shook my head, my cheeks flushing. I wasn't very confident. Luke let go of my wrist, catching my chin between his thumb and fingers. He pressed his lips to mine and I immediately kissed back.

Something inside me begged him to be rougher and to make the kiss heated or his hands to roam wherever they pleased.

My hands wrapped around the collar of his white dress shirt, balling the fabric up until my knuckles were as white as his shirt. Luke gripped my hips, tugging my waist closer. He pushed his tongue between my lips, becoming rougher with me.

Our lips smacked and grinded together in a cluster of need and want. Luke's lips tasted like peppermints and his hands and fingers felt like cotton candy around my waist.

I pulled away first, unable to breath or think straight. Luke made my head spin. He kissed me like he'd never see me again.

He kissed me like the world was going to end.