Shorts and Commissions - A Book of Random Writings

Kitty Kitty

You startled as you heard the front door open and slam shut abruptly, rudely interrupting your small allotted window for meditation. Glaring in the direction of the doorway, your eyes softened as your boyfriend kicked his shoes off and hung up his jacket, looking utterly drained. You gave him a look, waiting for him to apologize, but got nothing in return as he slumped onto the couch and grabbed the remote to turn on the television.

"Babe," you caught his attention, "I was in the middle of meditating."

"I've gad such a rough day," he returned, "I need to just defrag."

"Yes," you agreed, "As do I. Hence why I was meditating."

He tilted his head, copping an attitude, "Can't you do it in a different room?"

You turned to face him completely, eyes narrowed, "I was here first. Watch TV in the bedroom."

Your heart jumped at his scoff, "Make me," he rumbled, giving you a challenging glare.

Enough was enough.

You stood, stalking to him slowly, watching as his feline eyes slipped from squinted to wide at the energy of your approach. His attitude dropped off with each step, making yours rise to the surface as you took him in predatorily. You watched with delight, though you kept your face calm as his breaths hitched and picked up until you were right in front of him, leaning forward and holding yourself up with your hand on the back of the couch by his head.

"Get your gear."

His eyes shot wide, "B-but..."

"Kitty," you warned, "Go put your gear on. Now."

--{-@

"Twenty!"

"Good boy," you cooed, soothing your hand over the red marks on his ass and thighs with your soft hand, "Such a pretty, handsome Kitty. Are you ready to move on?"

"Yes, Goddess," his voice was raspy and breathless, his back muscles straining as he hugged the corner post of the bed.

You hummed in appreciation, knowing he was all too excited to move to the next part of your routine. It happened to be his favorite, and up to you to make sure he didn't overdo it. You unclipped his wrist cuffs from around the post, backing up to allow him to turn to face you. While he still held himself up on his knees, you clipped the wrist cuffs to the black harness that encased his body, keeping them down at his sides. Moving behind him, you clipped his ankles to each other, stopping to give a slight tug on the tail that protruded from his backside and giggling at his high moans.

You gave him a light kiss to his temple, whispering his name into his ear before settling yourself on the bed before him. You carefully placed a pillow on the bed between your shins, another under your hips as you laid back into a pile of the fluffy mounds. 

"Goddess," he rasped, watching you intently.

"Yes, Kitty," you returned with a purr. 

His eyes scrunched, wondering why you hadn't given him the next command, widening when he saw what you had in store instead. His breath caught in his throat as he saw the turquoise vibrator appear in your hand from under your bevy of pillows, exhaling in a rush as you clicked the button to turn it on. 

"Goddess, fuckohgod," Yoongi whined, watching you open your legs and slick the toy between your folds. He realized you were wearing his favorite crotchless panties, "I want to taste you so bad. Please."

"In time, Baby," your voice pitched as you inched the device inside of you, "Mmm..." you couldn't hold back your throaty moan as you pumped it slowly in and out, your legs tensing as the vibrations caught your sweet spots. After a few moments, you turned your attention to his reddened face with a smile, "Does Kitty want his cream?"