This chapter is full of smut. If you don't want to read it, completely skip this chapter.
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Niall
"I'll be home around seven, alright?" Harry said, grabbing his work bag and placing a kiss on my cheek.
"Okay. Have a great day, Harry." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips then he slipped out the door.
I spent most of the day anxiously waiting for my parents to leave so I could start getting ready. When they finally left, I couldn't be any happier.
I wanted Harry to be able to just take over my body when he got home and not worry about having to get me ready, so I prepared myself for him, and I'll tell you, fingering your ass feels weird.
By 6:45, I started putting on the ears and tail. I clipped the tail to the elastic band on the back of my boxers and put the ears atop my head.
"Holy shit. What was I thinking?" I asked myself, looking in the mirror. I was in nothing but my boxers with a tail and kitten ears. What I was preparing to so was crazy. What if Harry didn't like it? What if he was lying when he told me I'd look cute? What if-?
"Niall? Baby? Are you home?"
Shit. Well, it's now or never. I heard Harry coming up the stairs, and I quickly ran over to the bed, lying on my right side, making sure to pull the tail over my leg to show off. Only seconds later, my bedroom door opened, and I looked up at Harry with innocent eyes. Harry's bag hit the floor with a loud thud.
"Shit," he mumbled under his breath. I got on my knees, still looking at Harry with innocent eyes. I meowed a few times as I crawled to the end of the bed. When I reached the end of the bed, I sat on my feet and kitten licked the back of my hand, running it past my cat ears as I meowed again. Harry just stood there looking at me.
I flipped my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. I made my way over to Harry and kicked his bag aside then pulled him fully into the room and shut the door behind him. I noticed the growing problem in his pants and nuzzled my face into his neck, kitten licking him under his chin.
"Fuck Niall, you have no idea how hot you look," Harry told me in short breaths. We hadn't even started, and he was panting.
"You must be loving this," I said absentmindedly.
"Yes, Ni, I am!"
I pulled away from Harry and walked back over to the bed making sure to wiggle my butt so the tail moved back and forth then lied down.
"Niall," Harry whined, "what are you doing?"
"Who me?" I asked. He just nodded his head. "Well that's easy. I'm just a lil kitten who was waiting for his daddy to come home," I answered.
"Fuck, baby. Daddy's home." Harry pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor then slipped off his pants before walking over to me. He pushed me down on the bed, kissing my neck and making his way to my ear.
"Meow for daddy," he whispered in my ear.
"Meow."
He started grinding his hips on mine, and I couldn't help but let out a moan. I began trying to push down his boxers, but he stopped me.
"Whoa kitty, slow down. I need to prep you first," Harry said, looking me in the eyes.
"No."
"What do you mean, 'no'?" He asked me, raising an eyebrow.
And in my most innocent voice...
"I was a bad little kitten, daddy." I leaned up and kissed up his neck to his ear.
