Lost kitten (EDITED)
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Jack who is a 19 year old Neko who wakes up in a dark room with no memory of how he got there or who he was before he was here
Mark is a 25 year old Rich man with expensive luxuries along with a mansion and he could make a phone call and get whatever he wanted but the one thing money can't buy is a companion
He was walking on the streets one morning when he heard a rustle in a alleyway nearby and goes to inspect the noise and sees a green haired Neko lying on the ground unconscious and he decides this shall be his new pet
Daddy kinks
Smut
BDSM
Maybe other things
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