Kitty 3/4
Title: Kitty 3/4
Pairing: Jinki/Taemin (SHINee)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Oh the things I would do to Taemin if I actually did own him. But I don't.
Summary: Jinki is pretty sure he's still drunk when he finds a boy with ears and a tail sleeping on his couch.
A/N: This fic is for mearii87 because it's all her fault.
Warning: catboy!Taemin, master/pet
Part 3:
Taemin wears the collar everywhere. It’s still cold enough for a scarf, and though he wants to show it off and scream at the top of his lungs that he finally has a master again, he keeps it hidden with only Master and Pet the wiser.
Master still takes him to work, still takes him shopping when he wants to go, and it is during one of these trips that Taemin sees something he wants. He tugs on Jinki’s arm and whispers, “Master,” (whispers because some people get offended by it).
Jinki looks at where his pet is pointing, and his eyebrows go up. Really high. “You want those?” he asks, picking up the cat food dishes that are white with pale pink cherry blossoms on the side.
Pet nods. “Yes, please, Master. For ... for when you are at work.”
Jinki ponders him and then smiles. “What my pet wants, my pet can have. Anything else?”
Taemin blushes and tries not to look at the feathery toys hanging near the bowls. Jinki laughs and grabs the one with white and yellow feathers. Master knows his pet so very well. And Taemin smiles widely, hooking his arm around Master’s elbow as they leave the store and head back home.
(=^ェ^=)
Jinki is mildly surprised when they arrive home and Taemin drags him to the bed. Mouth watering, he watches as Pet strips down to his boxers and climbs over him with a very cat-like smile. A groan is torn from him at the first lick of a rough tongue on his bare arm.
Pet grins up at him and continues licking and moving until he is straddling Jinki’s hips and his fingers are at the buttons. He realizes a moment too late that his pet is not undoing the buttons but slicing them off with his claws.
“Taemin,” he admonishes.
Pet purrs and keeps destroying his shirt. It’s in tatters soon enough, and Pet runs his claws up over and around Jinki’s bare chest. “Consider this a lesson.”
“On?”
“How to properly treat your catboy.”
Jinki chuckles. “Probably shouldn’t do this when you’re mostly naked. I can’t look at anything else.”
Pet smiles widely. “Perfect. Master is perfect.”
“So is Pet.”
Taemin takes a deep breath and sits firm on Jinki’s lap. He shuts his eyes and pressed down on Jinki’s crotch. Jinki echoes his moan.
“Master must ... must show that he can please me,” Taemin whispers. “Master must ... must show me that he can ... must show that Pet’s pleasure is important. More important than his own.”
Jinki runs his hands over Taemin’s firm thighs. His fingers slip under the cloth of the boxers.
His head tilts back, ears flicking, and Taemin sighs. “It means that ... that ... you have to prove that you are in control of not just me but yourself.”
Pet leans over him and Jinki goes for a kiss, but he pulls away. “Can you do that, Master? Can you play with me, stroke me, suck on me, finger me, make me come over and over and not have a release yourself?”
Jinki’s brow furrows. “Why can’t I come, too?”
Taemin shifts on top of him enough to pull off his boxers. Jinki’s mouth goes dry this time at the beautiful naked creature on his lap. Taemin sits up and curls his hand around his own erection. He strokes slowly.
“This ... this is to claim you as mine, my master.” His eyes shut with a heavy gasp and precome drips to Jinki’s bare stomach. Pet moves his hips, points his erection down, and slides the head of his cock through the liquid, spreading it around. “But ... but ... I ...”
Jinki stills his hand and replaces it with his own, fingers curled around the shaft. Taemin whimpers and thrusts into the hand. This time when he falls forward, he doesn’t stop their lips from meeting and Jinki uses his other hand to tangle in his hair and control the speed and the kiss.
Jinki is surprised again, when it’s only moments later that Taemin’s body shudders and he yowls. Their lips part and his pet shuts his eyes tightly as he comes, splattering Jinki’s chest in his release.
Pet collapses on top of him. Heavy purrs fill the air and Jinki runs his hands over Taemin’s back and down to his ass.
Taemin shivers, but he does not move.
Jinki’s cock is hard as a rock. He’s going to have to take care of it in the shower. Again.
(=^ェ^=)
Taemin wakes up warm and secure. With arms wrapped around him. And fingers trailing through the bend in his hip. Master knows he is awake, and a moment later, his deep voice says, “If I am not allowed to come with you yet, then I’m going to take out my sexual frustration on your body. I hope you don’t plan on doing anything else today but orgasming.”
His hand curls around Taemin’s cock, and Pet moans, purring roughly as Master does as promised.
(=^ェ^=)
Jinki is going crazy. Weeks of touching, weeks of kissing, weeks of pleasuring his pet, and his cock is almost raw for how much he has been stroking himself.
But Pet is relaxing. Pet is smiling more. Pet is cuddlier. Pet sleeps in the bed with him at night. And Pet ... Pet is a perfect gorgeous pretty kitty.
He stops wearing clothes around the house (unless it is one of Jinki’s hoodys, but even that shows off his beautiful ass when he crawls around the floor).
A wave of lust slams through Jinki the first time he watches his pet eat from his bowls, legs spread for balance, ass in the air, tail waving. He has to leave the kitchen. Bathroom. Stroke cock. Bite lip.
Pet still plays with his toys, but sometimes, all he does is lay naked in a patch of sun and run the feathers over his skin. And Jinki has to leave the living room. Bathroom. Stroke cock. Bite lip.
Jinki does not want to hurt his pet, never could he ever do that, but he needs sex. He needs it. He isn’t stupid enough to go find it from someone else this time. He can’t do anything until Pet tells him he can. He can’t do anything but rub his cock raw.
And give Pet more orgasms than he knows what to do with.
(=^ェ^=)
Being a Pet, being with a master, is the best feeling in the world, Taemin thinks. It’s wonderful and so amazing, and he’s so very happy all the time. Even if Master is frustrated with his Pet. Even if Master is close to breaking.
Pet won’t make him wait much longer.
Master sits next to him on the floor and his hands run up and down Taemin’s back. “Hi, Pet.”
“Hi, Master.”
“I bought you a present, but it’s in the bedroom.”
Pet smiles and then pouts. “Bring it to me. I don’t want to get up.”
Master shakes his head. Metal clinks on metal and Taemin looks down, or tries to. He glances up at Master, but Master only smiles and stands.
Pet stares. And stares. In Master’s hand in a leash, and Pet has a feeling that he knows where the other end of that leash is. There is a forceful tug on his neck.
“Come on, Pet.”
Taemin shakes at the wave of lust slamming through his body. He rubs his cock on the carpet with a moan, and Master tugs again, a little harder. Pet gets to his hands and knees and follows Master into the bedroom. Master tells him to get on the bed, on his hands and knees. He does, and he shakes when Master ties the leash to the bed.
Master cups his cheeks and smiles at him. “Don’t be scared. I said I had a present for you.”
Pet smiles. “Not ... not scared. Excited.”
Master laughs. “Good. Now.” He kisses Taemin just once and then pushes his head to the bed. “Such a good Pet. Stay just like this for me.”
Taemin nods. “I will, Master.”
“Good boy.”
Pet shivers from the praise, and he waits. Not long. Hands settle on his ass, and Master licks down the cleft of his ass, pulling a yowl from Pet’s throat. A finger slides down the slick skin.
“Does my pet like that?”
Taemin meows and spreads his legs just a little more. Master knows he likes it when Master licks him.
Master chuckles and continues licking. Just a little, to tease. It is Master’s hands, his large hands, one stroking his tail and the other gripping his ass, that really has Pet shaking. Master knows, he just knows, how to make Pet do whatever he wants with only a few touches.
“Do you want your present now?” Master asks.
“Yes, yes, please, Master, please.”
Master kisses his skin.
Something slick and foreign slides down his cleft and presses lightly against his entrance. The slow trip into his body is agonizing as he stretches to accommodate it. Master pumps it into him, spins it and twists it. Pet moans and slides his hand under his body to stroke himself off.
But Master notices, and the toy leaves his body and Master spanks him.
“Don’t. No touching.”
Pet whimpers, but does as he’s told. He shifts again, feeling his cock drip precome to the bed. But as soon as his hands are above his head, gripping the bed frame, Master pushes the toy back inside him.
“Good boy.”
Pet moans and does his best not to thrust back.
Master spins the toy again and then moves his hands to Pet’s ass. “Pretty, pretty.”
Pet is so very curious but he only meows and tries not to move.
The toy is not very big, but the wide end has the inside of his body stretched almost uncomfortably. His tight muscles are clamped around it and there is a part of it that is not inside him, but nestled nicely between his ass cheeks. The toy starts to vibrate and Pet cries out.
Master chuckles. “Wait just a moment for me.”
Pet lifts his head and watches in disbelief as Master walks away. Leaves him there. Pet meows and Master turns to look at him. “I’ll be right back,” he says with a smile.
He turns off the light and leaves the room.
Pet is angry. Very very very fucking angry. He is not allowed to touch himself. He is not allowed to move. But the worst part is that he can be angry all he wants, but he knows that he will obey his Master.
It’s another few seconds of angry yowling before Pet realizes there is a light flashing in the room. Curious and confused, he turns his head. He does not see where it originates from, just that something is flashing. He twists again and the toy moves inside him, and he shuts his eyes for a moment.
Everything feels so good. The restraints, the commands, the vibrations. Fuck, even just being like this and waiting for his master feels good.
When Pet opens his eyes again, he knows ... he gets it. The toy. The toy has a light on it, that is flashing.
Pet whimpers. And then breaks his Master’s rule. Sort of.
Master only said he could not touch himself. Right?
Pet lowers his body to the bed. The leash digs the collar into his neck, but he doesn’t care. He spreads his legs, arranges the pillow between his legs and humps the bed, whimpering as the toy moves and the vibrations twist through his body.
(=^ェ^=)
Jinki listens to Pet’s whimpers from the hallway. He hears movement and knows by the moans and meows that Pet is probably doing something that Jinki forgot to tell him not to do. He wonders if he can punish him for it anyway.
Pet yowls, breathing speeding up.
Jinki waits until the movements still, the noises drop to whimpers and purrs. He goes back in the bedroom. It has only been four minutes.
“Bad kitty,” Jinki says, taking in the sight of his pretty cat splayed out on the bed, skin covered in sweat, hair wet against his shoulders. His legs are spread and hips lifted. His tail droops over his leg, the tip flicking back and forth. The toy is still blinking from its spot inside Pet’s ass.
Pet whines and lifts his head, pointing lust-blown slitted eyes at Jinki.
“Bad kitty,” Jinki repeats. “Do you like your present?”
Pet meows and nods his head.
“Since you were a naughty kitty, should I take it away? Should I take it out of you?”
Pet shakes his head frantically and humps the pillow.
Jinki laughs. “Okay. But ... turn over, on your back.”
Pet shivers and very slowly does as he is told. His cock is still hard against his stomach, shimmering with his release.
Jinki unhooks the leash from the collar and uses it to bind Pet’s hands to the bedframe. “No claws.”
Pet yowls when Jinki takes his knees and shimmies between his spread legs. He tugs on the toy, and speeds the vibrations. Pet whimpers and twists.
Jinki smiles. “Such a pretty kitty, even if you were naughty. Keep your legs around me, don’t move them.”
Pet nods and puts his long flexible legs around Jinki’s waist. Jinki rubs his jean-covered erection on Pet’s sensitive skin. From his back pocket he takes out the feather toy. Its feathers have been shredded and Jinki finds fluffs of white and yellow around the house almost every day. But there’s enough left for what he needs it for.
He trails it down Pet’s chest.
Pet shivers and meows.
“Tickle?”
Pet nods.
“Do you want me to stop?” Jinki asks and trails the feathers under his armpit.
Pet squirms and shakes his head. He says “More” though it sounds like a meow.
Jinki moves the feathers all over his pet’s skin, up his arms and down his thighs. He uses his fingertips too, just because he wants to touch. Taemin’s meows and yowls grow louder as his body shakes harder.
Just for fun, Jinki leaves the feathers just under his chin and tugs on the blinking flashing butt plug.
Pet’s legs tighten around him and he yowls, body lifting from the bed. JInki spins the toy and closes his hand around Pet’s erection. Just before Jinki can tell him not to come, his pet comes, screaming and shooting his orgasm all the way up his chest.
The feather toy is ruined.
Jinki smiles and very carefully removes the toy and turns it off. He unties his pretty pet and accepts the kiss that Pet offers more with his eyes than anything else. He is breathing much too deeply for anything else than a peck.
“Beautiful,” Jinki whispers.
Pet smiles and his purrs fill the room.
(=^ェ^=)
Pet wakes up delirious and happy, warm in his master’s arms.
Master presses kisses to his neck, and Pet squirms in his arms. He wants a shower.
“Pet?”
“Yes, Master?”
“Did you enjoy that?”
Pet spins around and smiles widely up at him. “Yes, Master!”
Master chuckles at his enthusiasm. “You were naughty, though. You should have a punishment.”
Pet pouts and tries to look contrite and not like the happiest catboy in the world.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Master says and pinches his pout lightly. “You disobeyed, when I told you to stay in position, remember?”
Pet grumbles, but nods. He remembers. Master did tell him to stay put with his face on the bed and ass in the air. “Sorry, Master.”
“I could punish you,” Master says and spanks him. A quick, sharp noise that has Pet jumping in surprise. “Or you could apologize.”
Pet watches his Master rub his cock through his jeans. He knows what Master wants. He does.
But does he?
Master ponders him and traces his cheeks with his fingers. “Pet? What?”
Pet shakes his head and tries to snuggle into Master’s arms.
“Pet. Talk.”
Pet shivers. God, he loves that his master tells him what to do. Commands. Demands.
But he does not take.
Master wants. But he does not take. Not until Pet is ready.
Master knows this without even talking about it. But Master has given Pet so many orgasms. Pet understands that Master is frustrated. Probably more so because Master does not know the rules.
Pet tilts his head up and says, “I know that Master wants to mark me.”
“Mark you?”
“Cover me in your scent.”
Master does not understand and Pet huffs. Right, humans. They don’t understand these things.
“I know you want to come all over me. I know you want to come inside me. I know you want me to swallow until my stomach is full of your come.”
Master growls. “And spray your face with my come. You forgot that one.”
Pet smiles. “I know you do. I know.”
“But?”
Pet looks away. This is so hard to explain. He isn’t sure he can. Especially when all he wants to do is curl up with his master and purr and bathe. A bath. God, he wants a bath.
“It’s ...” Pet finally meets his Master’s eyes again. It takes another moment for his head to clear before he says, “Life. For life. As a master you claim me and mark me for life. I ... I have ... I can’t ... If you aren’t ... if you don’t want to keep me ...”
Master kisses him softly. “I want to keep you.”
“Words,” Pet whispers. “Only words.”
“How do I prove it?”
Pet smiles. He meows and licks at Master’s skin. “Let me take a bath. Play with me more. You are proving it. Just ... more. Keep doing this. Just a little longer.”
(=^ェ^=)
Yep. Jinki deserves a fucking medal. And a plate of cookies.
He grips his dick hard, stroking himself off while his pretty kitty is in the bathtub.
Part 4: I Belong to You
Part 2: Forgive Me
Part 1: Take Care of Me
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Pairing: Jinki/Taemin (SHINee)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Oh the things I would do to Taemin if I actually did own him. But I don't.
Summary: Jinki is pretty sure he's still drunk when he finds a boy with ears and a tail sleeping on his couch.
A/N: This fic is for mearii87 because it's all her fault.
Warning: catboy!Taemin, master/pet
Part 3:
Taemin wears the collar everywhere. It’s still cold enough for a scarf, and though he wants to show it off and scream at the top of his lungs that he finally has a master again, he keeps it hidden with only Master and Pet the wiser.
Master still takes him to work, still takes him shopping when he wants to go, and it is during one of these trips that Taemin sees something he wants. He tugs on Jinki’s arm and whispers, “Master,” (whispers because some people get offended by it).
Jinki looks at where his pet is pointing, and his eyebrows go up. Really high. “You want those?” he asks, picking up the cat food dishes that are white with pale pink cherry blossoms on the side.
Pet nods. “Yes, please, Master. For ... for when you are at work.”
Jinki ponders him and then smiles. “What my pet wants, my pet can have. Anything else?”
Taemin blushes and tries not to look at the feathery toys hanging near the bowls. Jinki laughs and grabs the one with white and yellow feathers. Master knows his pet so very well. And Taemin smiles widely, hooking his arm around Master’s elbow as they leave the store and head back home.
(=^ェ^=)
Jinki is mildly surprised when they arrive home and Taemin drags him to the bed. Mouth watering, he watches as Pet strips down to his boxers and climbs over him with a very cat-like smile. A groan is torn from him at the first lick of a rough tongue on his bare arm.
Pet grins up at him and continues licking and moving until he is straddling Jinki’s hips and his fingers are at the buttons. He realizes a moment too late that his pet is not undoing the buttons but slicing them off with his claws.
“Taemin,” he admonishes.
Pet purrs and keeps destroying his shirt. It’s in tatters soon enough, and Pet runs his claws up over and around Jinki’s bare chest. “Consider this a lesson.”
“On?”
“How to properly treat your catboy.”
Jinki chuckles. “Probably shouldn’t do this when you’re mostly naked. I can’t look at anything else.”
Pet smiles widely. “Perfect. Master is perfect.”
“So is Pet.”
Taemin takes a deep breath and sits firm on Jinki’s lap. He shuts his eyes and pressed down on Jinki’s crotch. Jinki echoes his moan.
“Master must ... must show that he can please me,” Taemin whispers. “Master must ... must show me that he can ... must show that Pet’s pleasure is important. More important than his own.”
Jinki runs his hands over Taemin’s firm thighs. His fingers slip under the cloth of the boxers.
His head tilts back, ears flicking, and Taemin sighs. “It means that ... that ... you have to prove that you are in control of not just me but yourself.”
Pet leans over him and Jinki goes for a kiss, but he pulls away. “Can you do that, Master? Can you play with me, stroke me, suck on me, finger me, make me come over and over and not have a release yourself?”
Jinki’s brow furrows. “Why can’t I come, too?”
Taemin shifts on top of him enough to pull off his boxers. Jinki’s mouth goes dry this time at the beautiful naked creature on his lap. Taemin sits up and curls his hand around his own erection. He strokes slowly.
“This ... this is to claim you as mine, my master.” His eyes shut with a heavy gasp and precome drips to Jinki’s bare stomach. Pet moves his hips, points his erection down, and slides the head of his cock through the liquid, spreading it around. “But ... but ... I ...”
Jinki stills his hand and replaces it with his own, fingers curled around the shaft. Taemin whimpers and thrusts into the hand. This time when he falls forward, he doesn’t stop their lips from meeting and Jinki uses his other hand to tangle in his hair and control the speed and the kiss.
Jinki is surprised again, when it’s only moments later that Taemin’s body shudders and he yowls. Their lips part and his pet shuts his eyes tightly as he comes, splattering Jinki’s chest in his release.
Pet collapses on top of him. Heavy purrs fill the air and Jinki runs his hands over Taemin’s back and down to his ass.
Taemin shivers, but he does not move.
Jinki’s cock is hard as a rock. He’s going to have to take care of it in the shower. Again.
(=^ェ^=)
Taemin wakes up warm and secure. With arms wrapped around him. And fingers trailing through the bend in his hip. Master knows he is awake, and a moment later, his deep voice says, “If I am not allowed to come with you yet, then I’m going to take out my sexual frustration on your body. I hope you don’t plan on doing anything else today but orgasming.”
His hand curls around Taemin’s cock, and Pet moans, purring roughly as Master does as promised.
(=^ェ^=)
Jinki is going crazy. Weeks of touching, weeks of kissing, weeks of pleasuring his pet, and his cock is almost raw for how much he has been stroking himself.
But Pet is relaxing. Pet is smiling more. Pet is cuddlier. Pet sleeps in the bed with him at night. And Pet ... Pet is a perfect gorgeous pretty kitty.
He stops wearing clothes around the house (unless it is one of Jinki’s hoodys, but even that shows off his beautiful ass when he crawls around the floor).
A wave of lust slams through Jinki the first time he watches his pet eat from his bowls, legs spread for balance, ass in the air, tail waving. He has to leave the kitchen. Bathroom. Stroke cock. Bite lip.
Pet still plays with his toys, but sometimes, all he does is lay naked in a patch of sun and run the feathers over his skin. And Jinki has to leave the living room. Bathroom. Stroke cock. Bite lip.
Jinki does not want to hurt his pet, never could he ever do that, but he needs sex. He needs it. He isn’t stupid enough to go find it from someone else this time. He can’t do anything until Pet tells him he can. He can’t do anything but rub his cock raw.
And give Pet more orgasms than he knows what to do with.
(=^ェ^=)
Being a Pet, being with a master, is the best feeling in the world, Taemin thinks. It’s wonderful and so amazing, and he’s so very happy all the time. Even if Master is frustrated with his Pet. Even if Master is close to breaking.
Pet won’t make him wait much longer.
Master sits next to him on the floor and his hands run up and down Taemin’s back. “Hi, Pet.”
“Hi, Master.”
“I bought you a present, but it’s in the bedroom.”
Pet smiles and then pouts. “Bring it to me. I don’t want to get up.”
Master shakes his head. Metal clinks on metal and Taemin looks down, or tries to. He glances up at Master, but Master only smiles and stands.
Pet stares. And stares. In Master’s hand in a leash, and Pet has a feeling that he knows where the other end of that leash is. There is a forceful tug on his neck.
“Come on, Pet.”
Taemin shakes at the wave of lust slamming through his body. He rubs his cock on the carpet with a moan, and Master tugs again, a little harder. Pet gets to his hands and knees and follows Master into the bedroom. Master tells him to get on the bed, on his hands and knees. He does, and he shakes when Master ties the leash to the bed.
Master cups his cheeks and smiles at him. “Don’t be scared. I said I had a present for you.”
Pet smiles. “Not ... not scared. Excited.”
Master laughs. “Good. Now.” He kisses Taemin just once and then pushes his head to the bed. “Such a good Pet. Stay just like this for me.”
Taemin nods. “I will, Master.”
“Good boy.”
Pet shivers from the praise, and he waits. Not long. Hands settle on his ass, and Master licks down the cleft of his ass, pulling a yowl from Pet’s throat. A finger slides down the slick skin.
“Does my pet like that?”
Taemin meows and spreads his legs just a little more. Master knows he likes it when Master licks him.
Master chuckles and continues licking. Just a little, to tease. It is Master’s hands, his large hands, one stroking his tail and the other gripping his ass, that really has Pet shaking. Master knows, he just knows, how to make Pet do whatever he wants with only a few touches.
“Do you want your present now?” Master asks.
“Yes, yes, please, Master, please.”
Master kisses his skin.
Something slick and foreign slides down his cleft and presses lightly against his entrance. The slow trip into his body is agonizing as he stretches to accommodate it. Master pumps it into him, spins it and twists it. Pet moans and slides his hand under his body to stroke himself off.
But Master notices, and the toy leaves his body and Master spanks him.
“Don’t. No touching.”
Pet whimpers, but does as he’s told. He shifts again, feeling his cock drip precome to the bed. But as soon as his hands are above his head, gripping the bed frame, Master pushes the toy back inside him.
“Good boy.”
Pet moans and does his best not to thrust back.
Master spins the toy again and then moves his hands to Pet’s ass. “Pretty, pretty.”
Pet is so very curious but he only meows and tries not to move.
The toy is not very big, but the wide end has the inside of his body stretched almost uncomfortably. His tight muscles are clamped around it and there is a part of it that is not inside him, but nestled nicely between his ass cheeks. The toy starts to vibrate and Pet cries out.
Master chuckles. “Wait just a moment for me.”
Pet lifts his head and watches in disbelief as Master walks away. Leaves him there. Pet meows and Master turns to look at him. “I’ll be right back,” he says with a smile.
He turns off the light and leaves the room.
Pet is angry. Very very very fucking angry. He is not allowed to touch himself. He is not allowed to move. But the worst part is that he can be angry all he wants, but he knows that he will obey his Master.
It’s another few seconds of angry yowling before Pet realizes there is a light flashing in the room. Curious and confused, he turns his head. He does not see where it originates from, just that something is flashing. He twists again and the toy moves inside him, and he shuts his eyes for a moment.
Everything feels so good. The restraints, the commands, the vibrations. Fuck, even just being like this and waiting for his master feels good.
When Pet opens his eyes again, he knows ... he gets it. The toy. The toy has a light on it, that is flashing.
Pet whimpers. And then breaks his Master’s rule. Sort of.
Master only said he could not touch himself. Right?
Pet lowers his body to the bed. The leash digs the collar into his neck, but he doesn’t care. He spreads his legs, arranges the pillow between his legs and humps the bed, whimpering as the toy moves and the vibrations twist through his body.
(=^ェ^=)
Jinki listens to Pet’s whimpers from the hallway. He hears movement and knows by the moans and meows that Pet is probably doing something that Jinki forgot to tell him not to do. He wonders if he can punish him for it anyway.
Pet yowls, breathing speeding up.
Jinki waits until the movements still, the noises drop to whimpers and purrs. He goes back in the bedroom. It has only been four minutes.
“Bad kitty,” Jinki says, taking in the sight of his pretty cat splayed out on the bed, skin covered in sweat, hair wet against his shoulders. His legs are spread and hips lifted. His tail droops over his leg, the tip flicking back and forth. The toy is still blinking from its spot inside Pet’s ass.
Pet whines and lifts his head, pointing lust-blown slitted eyes at Jinki.
“Bad kitty,” Jinki repeats. “Do you like your present?”
Pet meows and nods his head.
“Since you were a naughty kitty, should I take it away? Should I take it out of you?”
Pet shakes his head frantically and humps the pillow.
Jinki laughs. “Okay. But ... turn over, on your back.”
Pet shivers and very slowly does as he is told. His cock is still hard against his stomach, shimmering with his release.
Jinki unhooks the leash from the collar and uses it to bind Pet’s hands to the bedframe. “No claws.”
Pet yowls when Jinki takes his knees and shimmies between his spread legs. He tugs on the toy, and speeds the vibrations. Pet whimpers and twists.
Jinki smiles. “Such a pretty kitty, even if you were naughty. Keep your legs around me, don’t move them.”
Pet nods and puts his long flexible legs around Jinki’s waist. Jinki rubs his jean-covered erection on Pet’s sensitive skin. From his back pocket he takes out the feather toy. Its feathers have been shredded and Jinki finds fluffs of white and yellow around the house almost every day. But there’s enough left for what he needs it for.
He trails it down Pet’s chest.
Pet shivers and meows.
“Tickle?”
Pet nods.
“Do you want me to stop?” Jinki asks and trails the feathers under his armpit.
Pet squirms and shakes his head. He says “More” though it sounds like a meow.
Jinki moves the feathers all over his pet’s skin, up his arms and down his thighs. He uses his fingertips too, just because he wants to touch. Taemin’s meows and yowls grow louder as his body shakes harder.
Just for fun, Jinki leaves the feathers just under his chin and tugs on the blinking flashing butt plug.
Pet’s legs tighten around him and he yowls, body lifting from the bed. JInki spins the toy and closes his hand around Pet’s erection. Just before Jinki can tell him not to come, his pet comes, screaming and shooting his orgasm all the way up his chest.
The feather toy is ruined.
Jinki smiles and very carefully removes the toy and turns it off. He unties his pretty pet and accepts the kiss that Pet offers more with his eyes than anything else. He is breathing much too deeply for anything else than a peck.
“Beautiful,” Jinki whispers.
Pet smiles and his purrs fill the room.
(=^ェ^=)
Pet wakes up delirious and happy, warm in his master’s arms.
Master presses kisses to his neck, and Pet squirms in his arms. He wants a shower.
“Pet?”
“Yes, Master?”
“Did you enjoy that?”
Pet spins around and smiles widely up at him. “Yes, Master!”
Master chuckles at his enthusiasm. “You were naughty, though. You should have a punishment.”
Pet pouts and tries to look contrite and not like the happiest catboy in the world.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Master says and pinches his pout lightly. “You disobeyed, when I told you to stay in position, remember?”
Pet grumbles, but nods. He remembers. Master did tell him to stay put with his face on the bed and ass in the air. “Sorry, Master.”
“I could punish you,” Master says and spanks him. A quick, sharp noise that has Pet jumping in surprise. “Or you could apologize.”
Pet watches his Master rub his cock through his jeans. He knows what Master wants. He does.
But does he?
Master ponders him and traces his cheeks with his fingers. “Pet? What?”
Pet shakes his head and tries to snuggle into Master’s arms.
“Pet. Talk.”
Pet shivers. God, he loves that his master tells him what to do. Commands. Demands.
But he does not take.
Master wants. But he does not take. Not until Pet is ready.
Master knows this without even talking about it. But Master has given Pet so many orgasms. Pet understands that Master is frustrated. Probably more so because Master does not know the rules.
Pet tilts his head up and says, “I know that Master wants to mark me.”
“Mark you?”
“Cover me in your scent.”
Master does not understand and Pet huffs. Right, humans. They don’t understand these things.
“I know you want to come all over me. I know you want to come inside me. I know you want me to swallow until my stomach is full of your come.”
Master growls. “And spray your face with my come. You forgot that one.”
Pet smiles. “I know you do. I know.”
“But?”
Pet looks away. This is so hard to explain. He isn’t sure he can. Especially when all he wants to do is curl up with his master and purr and bathe. A bath. God, he wants a bath.
“It’s ...” Pet finally meets his Master’s eyes again. It takes another moment for his head to clear before he says, “Life. For life. As a master you claim me and mark me for life. I ... I have ... I can’t ... If you aren’t ... if you don’t want to keep me ...”
Master kisses him softly. “I want to keep you.”
“Words,” Pet whispers. “Only words.”
“How do I prove it?”
Pet smiles. He meows and licks at Master’s skin. “Let me take a bath. Play with me more. You are proving it. Just ... more. Keep doing this. Just a little longer.”
(=^ェ^=)
Yep. Jinki deserves a fucking medal. And a plate of cookies.
He grips his dick hard, stroking himself off while his pretty kitty is in the bathtub.
Part 4: I Belong to You
Part 2: Forgive Me
Part 1: Take Care of Me
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