Luke's Kitten ✔

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"And I'll make your favorite pancakes. We'll cuddle on the couch, okay baby?"

"Okay daddy." Michael whispered, his cheeks rosy as he quickly got embarrassed.

I had him up on the sink counter and his small fists clutched the towel to his body. His hair was still damp and he had his legs closed.

"Why are you embarrassed baby? You look so pretty. Did daddy tell you that? You look very very pretty today." I smiled, resting my hands on the outsides of his thighs.

"T-thank you daddy." Michael said politely, still blushing.

"Come here baby." I chuckled, leaning forward and pressing my lips to his.

Soft lips pushed back against mine immediately, fingers brushing through my hair. I pulled away after the kiss, rubbing his thighs softly.

"Thank you baby. I love kissing you." I said.

"Daddy's a good kisser." Michael whispered quietly.

I laughed, "I think you're very silly."

"Am not silly." His bottom lip jetted out in a pout.

"Yes you are. You're very silly. Now I think my silly boy needs to get dressed. Do you need any help?"

"No daddy. I need to get my clothes on not off." He scoffed, smiling playfully up at me.

"Well then tell me when they need off." I replied, giving him a soft peck before leaving the bathroom.

Once he was dressed, he walked out. A light pink romper with laced hems covered down to about 1/4 of his milky smooth thighs. His cheeks were still a dusty rose, almost matching the color of his romper perfectly.

"Carry?" Michael asked.

"Sure baby." I said as my phone started ringing, "Just gimme a second, okay? Daddy has to take that."

|Michael|

I watched as Luke answered his phone. He listened mainly, then started talking. It seemed like he was trying to get out of something he had to do. The lanky blond eventually put his phone away and picked me up.

"They want me in LA for two days." He sighed, "Away from my baby..."

"No." I whined, clinging to him, "Daddy stay wif Mikey."

"I'm sorry baby. I'd take you with me but its all meetings and I'll have to get up early." Luke frowned.

I mirrored his frown, "Meanies."

"I know. They are meanies. I don't want to leave my little one." Luke mumbled, kissing my cheek.

I hugged him tightly. He's the only daddy who's ever paid an ounce of attention to me. I don't want him to leave for two days. I'll miss him too much.

"Will daddy call?" I asked softly.

"Of course baby. And I'll buy you a pretty phone and then you can call and text me."

"A phone!?"

Luke chuckled and nodded, "Yes baby. You've never had one?"

I shook my head, "I would use my friends sometimes but not really."

"Well it'll be all yours and I'll show you how to use it."

"Thank you daddy. You're the best."

"Thanks baby."