His Kitten

07

|C A I N|

     No. No. No. NO! NO! NOOOOOOOO! This could not be happening!

    Cain stood frozen as Emerson stared at him. But Cain couldn't seem to fight off the lustful hunger stirring in him. Cain tried to cover himself, but was thrown back against the wall.

     "Mate... Mate... Mate..." Emerson whispered, his eyes wandering all down Cain's body, making him flush a deep crimson.

"E-Emerson, what a-are you d-d-doing?" Cain asked, scared out of his mind.

The day had started out like every day, Cain woke before Emerson and was going to go in the kitchen and surprise him. He was on all fours walking down the stairs when he completely panicked. He wasn't on his paws, he was on hands and feet! His body wasn't covered in grey fur with white stripes, it was a smooth texture, like Emerson's, except a different shade, much paler. And he wasn't as light as usual either, he seemed to be a hundred pounds more.

    That's when Cain panicked and hid in the bathroom. He tried ignoring Emerson's worried calls, but when he heard one just outside the door, he couldn't help but let out a small meow. Then Emerson rushed in on him, ravaging his body with his eyes.

Cain pushed thoughts of the morning away. He needed to get Emerson off of him. Something about what Emerson was doing was making him go crazy, sending spirals of pleasure straight towards his stomach.

"You're mine, Cain..." He whispered into the shell of his ear, running his wet, pink tongue down the side of it.

Cain shivered. Everything about this was so wrong, but felt so right. Cain gathered his strength and shoved Emerson off of him. Cain ran out of the bathroom, scurrying up the stairs and into Emerson's bedroom. He quickly turned the lock, effectively keeping Emerson out.

Cain listened as he heard the stomping footsteps stop right in front of him. He heard he door knob turn, but didn't open. Emerson let out a string of curses, before pounding on the door.

Cain breathed heavily as he sat on the ground. He closed his eyes as he cleared all thoughts from his head. He needed to focus on transforming back into a cat.

Cat. Be a cat. Cat. Kitten. Kitty! COME ON! JUST SHIFT ALREADY, DAMM*T!

Cain's concentration was broke as he heard Emerson's muffled voice on the other side of the door.

"Cain! I'm sorry for acting how I did, it was completely uncalled for! Just figuring out my cat was actually a werecat, then learning that he was my mate, and seeing him stark naked made me go a bit crazy! I'm sorry, really! Just please let me in!" Emerson pleaded.

Cain's body shook in fear. Emerson could not see him like this! And he wasn't a werecat! He was just your normal, everyday house cat! Whatever this form was was just a mistake!

"N-no! S-stay a-a-away!" Cain whispered out.

"Cain! Hey kitty-kitty, it's okay! I love you, you know that! Just let me in, alright? I'll make it all feel better..." Emerson reassured.

Cain whimpered softly. He slowly stood, twisting the lock with precaution. As soon as he did, the door was flung open. Emerson engulfed Cain in a hug.

    Tears ran down Cain's cheeks as he clutched Emerson. He didn't want to be human. He just wanted to be an ordinary cat. He just wanted to be loved. Loved by Emerson.

     "Shhhh... It's okay, kitty..." Emerson cooed, holding Cain's soft face in his hands.

Cain curled up into Emerson's lap, despite his size. His body racked with sobs as he soaked Emerson's shirt. Emerson's hands rubbed up and down his sides, helping Cain calm down a bit.

Cain hiccuped, still burying his face into Emerson's chest. He rubbed his face against Emerson's shoulder, just wanting to stay in Emerson's arms forever.

"I-I'm sorry..." Cain sniffled, wiping his tears from his face.

"Shhhhh... It's not your fault, kitten," Emerson soothed, rocking Cain back and forth.

Cain purred softly as Emerson ran his hands through Cain's gray locks of hair. It felt so good and familiar. He pressed his ear against Emerson's heart, listening to Emerson's steady beat.

Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.

"Hey, let's get you dressed, okay?" Emerson said, smiling softly as Cain gave him a small nod.

Emerson lifted Cain up like a rag doll, placing him on his bed. He then turned his back, rummaging through his closet. He pulled out the smallest pair of jeans he owned and a muscle shirt that was really tight on him. He then plucked out a pair of pink lacy panties he had bought for some kinky s*x. They would have to work now.

Emerson tossed the clothes to Cain who slowly dressed himself. The jeans were tight around his plump @ss, but too loose around his thin legs. The shirt was just hanging off of his frame. They definitely needed to go shopping.

"Let's go, Cain," Emerson called, leaning against the doorframe.

"Where t-to?" Cain asked, shyly following Emerson.

"To the pack house to show off my new sexy mate..."

$$Ahhh! Really early update, but I couldn't help it. I'm sorry if this was too fast and I feel like it was kinda sloppy, but hey! Cain is Emerson's boo now, so yay!$$