yuckies

this is so self indulgent pls don’t @ me

just a lil bit of kitty keith for you bbs

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The thud of the floor under his knees as he fell down was loud, almost echoing in their two room studio apartment.

“Good, kitten. You’re being so obedient today.” The tan male in front of him cooed, petting the hair in between the pointed ears that had been placed on Keith’s head.

The smaller boy tried to make a purring noise. He’d say it was pretty accurate, since he’d practiced it enough to know exactly what a cat’s purr sounded like. He remembered the nights when they first began, him listening to cat purring on Youtube and trying to replicate it. Keith produced the soft noise by rolling his tongue while making a low rumble deep in his throat. Lance smiled.

“What a pretty purr. You’re such a handsome boy.” Lance continued to coo affectionately and scratch his scalp. Keith leaned into the touch, craving the warm hands on his head. The tan male chuckled, kneeling down next to where Keith sat on his knees on the floor. “Do you think you deserve a treat?”

“Meow.” Keith managed, looking away and licking the top of his hand before rubbing it against his ears. When he and Lance had first gotten together over two years ago, Lance admitted that he was into this “pet play” stuff. Keith didn’t understand at first, but once he’d researched some stuff, he’d realized he quite enjoyed it. They had figured out that he was a kitten, temperamental and stubborn, not curious, playful, and carefree like a puppy. They had tried it, liked it, and continued to bring this aspect of life into the bedroom. Which lead them to this moment.

“Not gonna listen to your master? I asked if you wanted a treat. I guess you don’t want one, since you don’t care.” Lance sighed, getting up. Keith froze, looking up at Lance. The little bells on the red silk collar he had on jingled softly. He let out a grunt of dissatisfaction, one not very kitten-like, and climbed up onto the bed.

“Did I say you could get on the bed?” Lance raised an eyebrow, watching him carefully. Keith stared at him briefly, plopping down and spreading his legs lazily. The cat tail plug that was shoved into him had been squished under his thigh.

“Does my kitten need to be taught another lesson? You were being so obedient.” Lance sat on the edge the bed. He reached, pulling the tail out from under Keith’s thigh, tugging on it softly. Keith let out a soft mewl, spreading his legs wider. “God, you’re cute when you’re needy. Do you want me to eat you out and show you what a good kitty you are?”

Keith perked up at the idea. He “meowed” and closed his eyes, reaching up to knead his paws into Lance’s hair. The boy smiled, leaning down to kiss the insides of Keith’s milky thighs.

“Alright, baby. Just cause you’re so fucking cute.” Lance kissed up Keith’s thigh, reaching the crease of soft skin that connected his leg to the rest of his body. He sucked a dark mark into the skin, satisfied when he heard the bell jingle due to Keith’s wiggling. Lance kissed the kitty’s pubic bone, humming into the soft fuzz that grew there. Keith needily pulled on Lance’s hair. The blue-eyed male tutted, pulling away.

“This is your treat that I am giving you. Be grateful for what you have. Who makes the rules?” Lance hummed, tilting his head. Keith stared at him, eyes scanning over his owner’s face.

“Alright, now you can be patient with me or I’ll just stick a vibrator up your pussy and your ass and leave you here. I always have some more work I can do.” Lance commanded, patting Keith’s thigh softly before pressing a kiss to the dark haired male’s folds. He watched as Keith squirmed under him, breathing quickening.

Lance moved up, pressing a kiss against Keith’s small dick. He wrapped his lips around it, giving it a soft suck. Keith let out a whimper, wiggling and panting. The taller boy gripped Keith’s thighs, swirling his tongue around the head. The kitten sighed in pleasure, gripping the sheets.

Lance moved down, his tongue licking over Keith’s cunt. He watched as his boyfriend’s hips stuttered under him. He whispered, “You’re so handsome.” In a soft voice, probably unheard by Keith. He was telling the truth. He thought Keith was the most handsome and adorable and sexy and absolutely amazing man ever. He loved him. He loved the boy under him so much it hurt. A physical pain in his chest. But he liked the pain.

Lance slowly dipped his tongue inside the wet heat. He tasted so good. Felt so good. God, he could eat Keith out for hours. Maybe that’s what he’d do. Let Keith come over and over again on his face. It sounded like a good plan, but he would save it for another night. He had his own little scheme.

The tan male began to piston his tongue in and out of Keith. The dark-haired kitten squirmed and whined, arching his back. Lance licked up Keith’s salty and sweet taste. He enjoyed Keith’s taste. It was one of the many things he enjoyed about Keith.

“Good kitty,” Lance mumbled against Keith’s slit, “keep making those pretty, pretty noises for Daddy.”

Lance continued to lick and suck at Keith, soaking up all his sighs and whimpers of pleasure. He felt as Keith began to tremble in his arms, breathing quickening. Lance reached up, grabbing his hand. Their fingers intertwined and Keith squeezed tight.

And then he was cumming. All over Lance’s face. It was not just normal cum, he squirted on Lance’s face. The tan male grinned, licking up what he could reach with his tongue. “So good.”

But he wasn’t done eating Keith out just yet. He dove straight back in with his tongue, sucking on Keith’s dick again. He watched as the overstimulation drove the other boy wild.

“Fuck, fuck, Lance!” Keith yelped, pulling at the sheets. Lance paused and pulled away, wiping his mouth.

“Tch, kitties can’t talk. Right, Keith? Do I need to pull out your muzzle?” Lance threatened with a smile, though it wasn’t a threat. Keith loved his muzzle.

“Be my guest.” Keith grinned, teasing Lance softly. The corners of the dominant’s mouth twitched and his eyes glossed over with anger.

“Kitties don’t talk. Bad kitty.” Lance pulled away completely, stepping off the bed. He crouched down, reaching under the bed to grab their “special” box. He opened the lid, shifting through the items in there.

“I was trying to reward you. Since you just were being a bad boy, you deserve a punishment. But what should it be?” Lance hummed, tilting his head. He continued to rummage through the box, peeking at Keith out of the corner of his eye. The boy was sitting with his legs beside him, licking his paw absently. He was basically screaming, “punish me, I don’t care.”

Lance huffed, grabbing a few random toys and throwing them onto the covers.

“Alright, kitten,” Lance glared down at Keith. He was now standing beside the bed, next to where Keith was sitting. The smaller male had an all-too-smug look on his face. “You better fix your attitude while I give you your punishment. Understand?” His tone was near rough as he grabbed Keith’s chin, forcing him to look up at him. Keith didn’t respond, so Lance’s grip tightened.

“Understand?” He growled. Keith nodded. Lance released the boy’s jaw. “Good boy. Get on your hands and knees for Daddy.”

Keith sucked in a breath, doing what he was told. Lance watched as he situated himself on the bed. The taller male climbed on the bed, pressing his hand in between his kitty’s shoulder blades and pushed his chest down roughly to the bed. Keith yelped as his arms suddenly lost their purchase.

“Alright, I want you to meow as I spank you. I want to hear your noises. Okay, kitten?” Lance said, commanding voice. It wasn’t a question.

Keith looked behind himself at Lance, nodding. He started to make small meowing noises.

“Good boy.” Lance hummed as he slapped Keith’s ass with his palm. Keith yowled in pain, squeezing his eyes shut. His voice stuttered before he began to make his small meowing noises again.

“Such a good boy.” Lance mumbled before striking Keith again. The sound cracked through the room, along with Keith’s scream. They continued like this for a while, Lance spanking a loud Keith.

“Last one, baby.” Lance leaned in, kissing Keith’s earlobe. The smaller boy let out a whimper, sticking his ass up higher for Lance. Though he could barely feel his backside from the lashing, he still wanted to be good for Lance. His owner chuckled, slapping him so hard it was a all new kind of pain. Keith screamed, grabbing the sheets as his toes curled.

“All done, baby. You’re okay. Well done!” Lance smiled, picking up Keith and cradling him. He rubbed Keith’s flushes red bum, trying to soothe the sting.

“No more. No more tonight. I’m tired.” Keith let out a small noise, leaning up against Lance and closing his eyes.

“Of course, baby. Hold on, let me clean you up.” Lance softly laid Keith on the bed, watching as the kitten curled into the sheets. He slowly pulled out the tail plug in his ass, rubbing his hip as he did so. Keith made a small whimpering noise.

“Shh, it’s okay. It’s out now.” Lance leaned up to untie the little silk collar Keith was wearing, carefully placing it on the bedside table. Lance kissed his cheek before taking the cat ears off of the boy’s head, placing them beside the collar. He grabbed a damp washcloth, rubbing cum off of Keith’s thighs. He giggled at that, and Lance smiled. Keith was very ticklish.