"Please," Roman begs, looking up at Virgil from beneath his lashes, not tilting his head up yet but he wants to. But he also wants to be a good kitty for his master. "Good kittens don't talk," Virgil reminds him, nudging Roman's knees apart where he kneels on the floor in front of Virgil. Roman nods wordlessly, he wants to be a good kitten. "Good boy, you're such a good kitty for me, Ro." Roman whines at the praise, shuffling that little bit closer that the bell on his collar jiggles. "Okay, baby, you can get off on my leg."
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Sanders Sides Drabbles
FanfictionA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not.
