Luke's Kitten ✔

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"Molly I swear." Luke grumbled.

"I'm not getting it."

"Well neither am I!" Ashton exclaimed.

"Your the man of the house. Don't be a baby." Calum pouted.

Celeste screamed as the mouse ran across the room, scurrying right in front of her black boots. I just watched, sitting up on the counter since everyone else was. Luke's dad did the grand job of barricading the two doorways so the mouse couldn't escape the kitchen.

No one was smart enough to leave the kitchen. Everyone was sitting on a counter, table, or chair.

"Daddy." I mumbled.

"Yes baby?" Luke replied, swatting the floor with a broom.

"May I eat the mouse?" I muttered, my cat instincts begging to be unleashed.

He sighed, running his hand over his face, "No baby. You may not eat it."

"But they taste like chicken." I whined, setting my chin in my hand.

"I bet they do but you just ate and you can't ruin your appetite for dessert." The blond stated.

"Okay daddy." I sighed, ignoring the weird looks everyone but Ash, Cal and luke gave me.

"I give up. We'll just wait until it comes out." Luke sighed, hoping up on a counter as well.

"Molly would've been fine inside with us." Mali Koa said, "Then she wouldn't've brought the mouse in."

"She'd be distracted. She needs to eat." Celeste replied, looking down at the sleeping girl in her arms.

I ignored them and grabbed the peanut butter out of the cabinet before sliding off the counter and sitting down on the floor.

"Michael, what did I just tell you?" Luke asked.

"Its not for me daddy." I said quietly, putting some peanut butter on my fingers and setting my hand on the floor.

I waited, trying to see if the white field mouse would come to me. People were still talking about whose fault it was for letting molly bring the small pest in.

I looked up at them, listening to their arguing. I felt something tickle my hand and I looked down to see the animal.

I slowly picked it up before getting off the floor and carrying it to the back door. I let it down on the ground and shut the glass door securely behind me.

"Mouse all gone." I told Luke, washing my hand with a paper towel.

"Good boy." The blond grinned, pecking my forehead.

"Thank you daddy." I said before dropping my voice, "May I unpin my tail?"

He nodded, "Sure baby. They all know that your ears aren't a headband."

"They're okay with me being a kitten?"

"Everyone's okay with you being you, baby."

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"daddy?" Michael called from somewhere in my bedroom.

"In the shower baby." I replied.

I heard his footsteps stop by the door of the bathroom.

"Everyone's up and talking a-and it m-makes me nervous." He mumbled.

"Well come in here baby." I smiled, rubbing shampoo into my hair.

"I am i-i-in here." Michael stated.

"In the shower baby." I laughed.

"Oh..." He mumbled.

I turned around and dunked my head under the shower head. The shower curtain moved and I heard Michael come in. When I finished washing all the soap out, I turned back around to see Michael's bare back.

His tail was wrapped around his waist and he stared down at the floor in front of him.

"What are you doing?" I chuckled, "Turn around."

"M naked." He mumbled, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Its nothing I haven't seen before babe." I stated.

"You're naked too." Michael muttered.

"Its nothing you won't see later." I retort, smiling at the silly hybrid.

He turned around, placing his hands over his eyes. His cheeks were a dark rose color. I leaned down and softly pulled his hands away.

"My lil blushy babyboy." I grinned.

"Stop daddy." He whimpered, scrunching his nose up.

I leaned forward and pecked his pink lips, "Would you rather get a bath? We can cuddle and get a nice, warm bubble bath, okay?"

"Y-yes please daddy." Michael asked politely.

"Okay we'll get a nice bath together." I smile.

I turn around and turned the water off before looking back down at the blond. His eyes were cast down and he bit his lip.

"Eyes are up here baby." I said, pressing my fingertips under his chin and making him look up at me, "I thought you weren't looking."

He bit his lip, blushing again, "Daddy?"

"Yeah gorgeous?" I asked, pecking his lips.

"I want to give you a blowie..."

"A..oh..um. Sure baby. Only if you want to." I said awkwardly.

His eyes lit up and he got down on his knees. I watched as he kitten licked my tip, going down to my base. Michael slowly took my tip past his plump lips, sucking slowly and flicking his tongue over my slit.

I moaned, making him look up at me. Mikey's green eyes sparkled as he stared up at me through his thick eyelashes. He broke eye contact to take in more of my large member, sucking harshly. I leaned my head back, moaning.

Michael hummed, his lips vibrating around me. I moaned louder, putting my hand behind his head and slightly pushing him closer. I grunted, loving how his lips felt around me.

He knew exactly what he was doing and it felt blissfully perfect. Michael took in all of my çøçk, setting his hands at my base. His nails dug into my skin, scratching my VLine.

I grunted, tugging on his dirty blond locks. He moaned and started to deep throat, my tip hitting the back of his throat.

Michael gagged, his nails digging into my skin again. I moaned, coating the back of his throat with warm çûm. He slowly pulled away and looked up at me. With wide, innocent doe-eyes, he swallowed it all and slowly licked his lips.

"Such a good kitten." I smirked, scratching behind his ear to make him purr, "Now lets get my kitten all cleaned up."