Luke's Kitten ✔

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"Guess who."

Michael giggled, his cheeks rosy as he looked up at me.

"Daddy!" He squealed.

I moved the blanket, making a small curtain so I couldn't see his big green eyes anymore. Swiping the lilac blanket, I widened my eyes and stuck my tongue out.

"Ah!" Mikey squeaked, giggling some more.

I continued to cover and uncover my face, saying different things or just pulling weird faces at the blond under me. Michael laughed, his nose scrunching up as he tilted his head back against the mattress.

"boo!" I laughed.

"Daddy! The babies! They're kicking!" The hybrid gasped.

I gently set my hand on his stomach grinning when I felt one of my babies kick, and then the other.

"I think they like this game." Mikey giggled, setting his hands on top of mine.

"Its very entertaining." I agreed before directing my voice towards the two little hybrid's in my lover's tummy, "huh? Now don't kick your dada too hard. Don't hurt him or you're grounded until you learn how to walk."

"No he won't. Kick away. Just do hit the bladder." Mikey told them.

"Alright, few more blanket games before bed."

"Yay!" He smiled.

I gently kissed his tummy before bringing the blanket back up, hiding me from the blond beauty.

/ / / / /

I moved the blanket, grinning down at my two gorgeous babies. Green and Blue eyes staring back at me, gummy smiles returned.

"Ba ha bahh!" Elias squeaked.

"BAHHH!" Aris joined in on his brother nonsense screeching.

Michael cast tired eyes at the two blond 4 month olds. Both boys had been up all night screaming their lungs out and Mikey's been overworking himself since they were born.

"Dada!" Aris yelled, looking at Mikey.

We both gasped, "Aris!"

"Dada! Dada!" He repeated, rolling onto his tummy and trying to get to his dad.

I picked both babies up and brought them closer to their dad. Elias's green eyes stared up at my blue ones as he tugged on my lip ring. Mikey had begged me to redo my lip piercings, giving me his sad doe eyes until I gave in. He ended up getting an eyebrow piercing as well.

"Don't do that bub, that hurts dad."

"Da." He repeated.

"They're already got their first words out." Mikey said, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Yeah, soon they'll be slamming doors and shouting that they hate something." I retorted, tickling Elias's chubby tummy.

My words sent Michael into tears and the twin's ears twitched to find the source of the noise. Their tails instinctantly went around his wrists as a silent scream of insurance.

"My little kitties." I whispered, laying down so the babies were between us.

I reached over and held the oldest hybrid's hand.

"Hey...save the tears for their graduation."

"This is our family!" He cried, his emotions running wild.

"This is our family." I repeated.

"I love it."