My emo phase matured into a goth phase

“When did you say ma cherie was coming back?” Comte stands next to Leonardo as he is taking someone’s drink order.

“I am picking her up from the airport tomorrow evening. I already asked everyone to come in a little early to help close and set up.”

Theo steps between the two to set a drink on the counter, calling out a name before turning around and making the next drink in the queue. “Does hondje really think we aren’t going to do something for her?” Theo asks while getting espresso made.

“Doesn’t matter if she expects it or not. But she was nervous about going away for a few days. We’ve never caught the place on fire. Horribly.” Comte thinks back to the one kitchen fire that they had a few years ago. It wasn’t anything awful, but it happened.

“The floor is going to be on fire with the fuck boy trio on the floor.” Leonardo looks out onto the floor, referring to Arthur, Will and Charles. Comte slaps the back of his head for swearing out loud at the register. “Hey!”

“Don’t worry, as soon as I leave Dazai will be getting here, and he’s serving today,” Theo chuckles knowing that the day is just going to get more chaotic.

“Great. The idiot quartet. You better leave that spray bottle where I can use it.”

After handing out the drink he was working on, Theo leans against the counter and it only takes a few seconds before he hears an annoying voice behind him.

“Theo~,” his voice is light and dreamy. “Can you make a drink for me~”

Theo turns around to see Arthur with his elbows propped on the counter with his hands holding his head. He has a little notebook in his hand and behind him you can see his voluminous tail swaying behind him.

“I need a peanut butter mocha and a caramel macchiato.” you can hear a purr under his voice, trying to sweeten his request.

“You know how to make those.”

“Eh!? You’re the barista right now.”

“Sorry I have tables to clean.” Theo throws a towel over his shoulder and grabs a bin that is under the counter in the same motion and walks out onto the floor.

Arthur groans and lays over the counter before looking up at Leonardo. “Can you-”

“No,” he didn’t even let him finish before walking away, going through the door at the end of the bar to go into the office.

Arthur’s head is hanging again in defeat, whining as he does.

Theo goes around to empty tables, putting dishes in his bin and wiping down the table. It’s just before noon, meaning there is going to be a rush starting any moment. Arthur, Will, and Charles are the servers with Comte helping as back up. Vlad is about to leave but Napoleon and Drake are handling the kitchen.

They don’t serve anything too complicated where they need a lot of people in the kitchen. There are a lot of sandwiches, soups, and salads; plus the bakery items but once those are sold out they are out for the day.

“So are you to my thoughts as food is life.”

“I never knew beauty until thee.”

Theo could always tell who he was near by how they flirted with the customers. He applied here thinking it would be a normal cafe, but these servers will flirt as if their life depends on it. Even if it wasn’t for how he spoke, he knew when Will was around him. If he somehow managed to not hear him purring first, he would feel that monstrous tail of his rub against him.

He couldn’t imagine being a server and needing to act like that.

“Shall I lie in your lap?”

“That’s enough from you,” Theo turns around to see Will sitting at one of the tables with two women.

Will gets lifted out of the chair and easily tossed over Theo’s shoulder like he is a rag. As odd as it may be, it is a common occurrence when Theo is around.

Will bends over Theo’s shoulder as he carries him away. “I shall return shortly m’ladies,” he smiles at them as the two women giggle.

Will teases Theo by covering his face with his tail, knowing he isn’t able to push it out of the way since in his other arm is the bin of dishes.

“Get your tail out of my face!”

“Put me down and my tail won’t be able to reach.”

Theo just groans. Luckily he perfectly knows the layout of the cafe and takes Will to the back.

“He gets carried while all you do is spray me?” Arthur remarks while he is finishing up the drinks Theo refused to make.

The moment they are in the back Will starts complaining. “Why did you take me away from my table? You do know that they asked to be seated at my table specifically? You can’t just- ah! Stop that!”

Once he set him down he grabbed the spray bottle from his hip and sprayed it at him. “Tone down the flirting!”

Will wiped off his face while Theo put the dishes in the sink.

“Stop bringing everyone back here. There’s barely enough room as it is,” Drake growls as he’s trying to move the cookie dough Vlad made into the fridge. “I have to hear enough of Napoleon’s shit about fur being everywhere.”

“I can’t wait for the day that he realizes that we all have fur,” Will mutters while fixing his apron before stepping back out. He nearly walks right into Charles who is coming behind the counter to get things from the pastry case.

“Oops! Sorry.” He quickly moves and kneels down to get what he needs. It’s hard not to realize where he is, the collar he wears has a little bell on it. It isn’t loud to the point where it is annoying; it is more like a soft jingle.

Will walks out to help a small group that just walked in. “Welcome in,” he says with a smile, his tail going crazy.

Charles gets everything he needs on a tray and walks it over to one of his tables, his tail swaying and purring as he goes. The tables are constantly being rearranged to be able to work for all the servers. Nearly everyone on the floor has an oversized tail and when they get excited it goes crazy. Though it’s not like the customers would really mind if a fluffy tail brushed up against them.

After dropping off the pastries he goes to a table he walks past to help the customer that Will just sat. It was just a single woman, and rather than standing at the table, he took the seat next to her, resting his head against her shoulder. “Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again?” he purrs.

Comte can see the woman blushing from there and sighs. “If we had a little more help in the kitchen I would tell ma cherie we should stay open late.”

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“You are coming later tonight for the party, right Sebastian?”

Sebastian is taking his apron off. He has been there since three in the morning baking all the pastries and bread that they need for the day.

“I know it is a lot to ask since you have to be here at three again tomorrow.” Comte feels bad asking him to do such a thing. It is already enough working two normal shifts through the week then being asked to wake up so early another two days.

“Of course. I won’t be able to stay too late or else I might as well just sleep in the back,” he chuckles.

“Good. I’ll see you tonight then.” As Sebastian was leaving Faust was coming back to get started.

“Did Vlad tell you that we are closing a little early today?”

“For the party, right? Yeah he told me.”

“Everyone is going to be coming in to help clean-up go faster as well. Jean will be in around two but in case we get a rush you two don’t need to worry.”

Comte lets out a huff of air. It’s not that planning this has been stressful but he wants everything to go well. Leonardo is doing the pick up. Vlad is getting all the decorations. Everyone who isn’t working will be coming in to clean up and decorate.

Charles comes back to the kitchen, holding a napkin and a cinnamon roll, taking a bite into it as he is coming through the door, before stopping when he sees Comte. The bell on his collar jingles at his abrupt stop. “Mornin’,” he says with a mouth full of food.

“I told you to come in early because of the party, not to eat everything,” Faust groans.

“I didn’t get to eat breakfast.”

“It’s almost noon. You had more-”

“Here, Faust,” Galileo interrupts him to pass a ticket through the window that Mozart handed to him. “I have a few drinks to make and I’ll be back to help you.”

Charles skips up to the window to peak through. “Can you make me that banana bread latte you made me the other day?”

“I swear you only show up to work to get free food,” Faust mumbles behind him.

“That and to be able to see you,” he looks over his shoulder to wink at him before looking back at Galileo. “Please,” he whines. “I tried making it myself but you make it better.”

“Fine. When I get a moment.”

“Yay!” He takes another bite of the cinnamon roll before grabbing his apron off the wall and tying it around his waist, then makes sure he has his note pad and a good pen before running out.

Mozart sighs when he sees Charles going up to a table that just sat down. “Why do I have to be working with him?” He is busy wrapping silverware on the bar side of the counter while he is waiting for the food to be ready.

“At least we don’t work on Fridays,” Galileo responds. “Him, Arthur, and Will. I think Dazai was in too.”

“That sounds like the most insufferable shift.” Mozart is nice to his customers of course, but he’s not overly affectionate, and nowhere nearly as flirty as those three are. Galileo can be friendly for the short amount of time that it takes to make a drink, but that is why he is in the kitchen the other half of the time.

The two of them glance over at Charles again to see him sitting at the table. “You know, a cat likes to be where the sun is shining, and your smile is radiating.”

The woman might have giggled and blushed but Mozart and Galileo are holding back a gag.

The day went smoothly. Six o’clock comes and Dazai shows up and sees Isaac handling a table and comes up behind him and fixes his hair. “Your hair is such a mess.” Isaac jumped, and let out a loud yelp to go along with it. Dazai acts like nothing is wrong and puts his arms around his waist, and sets his chin on his shoulder. “Aren’t you just the cutest when you’re working,” he teases him with a smile.

“So you do know that I’m working,” Isaac pouts, his ears folding back.

Dazai looks at the women sitting at the table. “Don’t get too fond of him, ladies. He’s mine,” and with that kisses Isaac on the cheek before walking away to go to the back.

Isaac’s face gets as red as his hair. “Dazai!”

Dazai gets back to the kitchen and makes sure to stand in a spot that is mostly out of the way.

“What did you do to him?” Galileo asks while pulling a sandwich out of the oven.

“Oh nothing,” he has a little sing-song in his voice.

“If you’re just going to stand around, could you at least watch the door and tell people that we close soon,” Faust snaps at him.

“Will you pat me on the head if I do?”

“I won’t try to drown you in the sink, how about that?”

“Hmph. Someone had a bad shift,” Dazai walks out of the kitchen and goes to watch the front door. They can still do some things to go for a bit, but they decided to close a half hour early so they will be done around seven.

Theo and Vincent get there a few minutes later. Theo figured he would get the drink area cleaned up the fastest, plus he could get them out quicker for anyone who shows up closer to close. Vincent starts cleaning off tables, taking any menus and condiments over to the counter so someone could fill them.

Napoleon and Mozart basically got there at the same time. Napoleon went straight to the kitchen. Sebastian will end up doing most of the prep over night, but he wants to get everything as clean as possible. Meanwhile Mozart is starting to condense down the pastries, getting them on a single tray and putting them on top of the counter since they will probably end up eating them.

Arthur and Will happened to see Vlad pulling up to the curb when they were getting there and helped him get everything inside. Once they brought the balloons in, the last of the customers were leaving which meant they could fully close the cafe.

“Is Sebastian not here yet?” Napoleon asked to the room.

“ No. I imagine he’ll end up being the last one here since he is also working overnight,” Comte answered. “He probably won’t be staying late either.”

“Drake and Galileo aren’t here yet either,” Faust mentioned while finishing up dishes.

“I’m never letting you drive again!” It was like they were summoned. At that moment Drake and Galileo came in.

“You are over reacting. I drive just fine.”

“Yeah, maybe a boat.”

“I do have a license for that too.”

“It’s the only one you have,” Galileo sighs.

“I can’t believe they are roommates,” Theo mumbles. He hears how they bicker when working together, he couldn’t imagine what it is like in their apartment.

Vlad goes to the back. He had asked Sebastian to prepare a cake last night and he was going to frost it. “How much longer before they get here?”

“Umm, we should still have a half hour. I think Leonardo said around eight. Is that going to be enough time for you?” Vincent was sitting back in the kitchen, not sure what else he should be doing.

“Oh that’s more than enough. I could do this in my sleep.”

Charles, Will, Arthur and Mozart were out on the floor putting up a banner and tying balloons to the backs of chairs. Isaac was in the back room cleaning himself up and taking a break before everything started. He had the last few takes of the night while Charles was focused on cleaning. Comte is doing all of the end of day paper work and closing the register.

The guys in the back finish up and bring out clean plates and silverware. When they had a bit of down time, Jean and Faust were making a small sandwich platter and brought that out as well.

With about ten minutes to spare Sebastian hurries in. “Sorry I’m late!”

“They are still on their way,” Mozart sits down after getting the banner up.

“Theeoo,” Arthur leans over the counter. “Can you make me a drink before you clean the espresso machine? Pleeeeaaasseeee.”

Theo groans. “Can’t you make a drink yourself?”

“It tastes better when you make it!” He pouts at him, using his hands to prop up his head.

“The secret ingredient is spit.”

“Hmph! I can ask Galileo then.”

“No.” He doesn’t even entertain the idea.

“You two are so mean to me!” he dramatically rolls over and lays his back against the counter.

“I just cleaned that!” Theo scolds him.

Isaac comes back out onto the floor and everyone left in the kitchen comes out, Vlad being the last one, still adding some things to the cake.

Vincent turns the lights off and everyone makes sure not to be too close to the window so they can’t be seen.

Only minutes later.

“I just need to grab something, cara mia.” Leonardo unlocks the door, holding it open for you to step inside first. Once you are a few steps in, about to grab your phone for the flashlight, the lights suddenly turn on.

“Surprise!”

“Ahh!” You really were surprised. Everyone here after hours? Wait. What could the surprise be for? It’s not close to your birthday.

Leonardo comes up behind you and puts an arm around you, resting his hand on your shoulder. “Happy anniversary, cara mia,” he smiles, his tail swaying back and forth.

“Anniversary?” You are going through all the important dates in your head trying to figure out what today is and what happened. Then your eyes light up.

Comte and Vlad step forward and hug you, not seeming to care how you are squished between them. “It’s been five years since you opened the cafe!” Comte shakes you slightly in the hug. You can hear a purr under his words.

“Guys…” your voice trails off, sobs catching in your throat. Leonardo, Vlad, and Comte have been with you since day one, helping you get everything in order. Leonardo originally helped around everywhere while Comte was the only server and Vlad was the only one in the kitchen. Hours were so limited at first, but applications weren’t coming in as quickly as you had hoped, but you didn’t want to delay the opening, but the four of you made it work.

Then Napoleon came to help in the kitchen, and Comte trained Isaac to be a server. It has been five years but he still gets really anxious but he is much better now, and Napoleon has taken over the kitchen. Vincent and Theo came not long after that. Vincent should not be trusted in the kitchen, and Theo was good at baristaing so he took over that.

Faust and Charles were a few weeks apart and they couldn’t have been more opposites. Faust should never serve a customer while Charles was born to be around people. Which is what one could say about Will and Mozart when they started, only Mozart was good at customer service so his pretty face and fluffy tail were put onto the floor.

After that was Arthur followed by Dazai and you thought for sure Theo was going to quit after having to deal with the two of them. Sebastian was the last one you hired for a while, and luckily for you he works in the kitchen with no complaints. It was almost two years in that you hired Drake and Galileo. Wow you wish Galileo could work on the floor, but you had to settle for barista.

“Being open for five years is something to celebrate,” Vlad assures you.

You wipe the tears from your eyes when the two of them finally release you from the hug. “Thank you guys so much,” you do your best to hold back the tears, not wanting to sob in front of all of them.

“Let me go get the cake,” Vlad says enthusiastically. He’s been wanting this cake all day.

“Cake?” you watch Vlad walk back to the kitchen.

“We made some sandwiches when we had downtime today,” Jean adds in.

“And I made a few extra pastries last night,” Sebastian smiles.

You can feel the tears starting again. “You guys…”

Arthur walks up to you, hugging you and putting your face into his shoulder. “There there, luv. No need for your face to be when- hey!”

Arthur gets pulled off of you by none other than Theo. When you look up everyone else is starting to get things set up, moving the tables around.

“I’m not letting you finish that sentence.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything weird!”

As they walk away they keep bickering you back and forth, making you laugh.

“I say we start with the cake,” Vlad announces as he walks back out. Of course it is topped with strawberries. He sets it down on a table.

“Come on!” Vincent grabs your hand and pulls you over to the table, getting you to sit down in front of the cake.

The writing is beautifully done, and the strawberries are cut to look like roses while there are also roses made of icing as well. The sides look like they have painting detail on it, which you are sure Vincent helped with; Vlad hasn’t quite gotten that technique down.

Dazai is putting five candles around the words that say “Happy 5 Years” and then lighting them.

“We don’t really need candles.”

“Of course we do!” Charles gets excited and sits at the table as well.

You smile down at the cake in front of you while half of the others are grabbing a seat for themselves. Before blowing out the candles…

“Here is to another five years!”

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If you would like to rest the rest of the Catboy Cafe series, you can find it here!

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A day later while you are outside hanging up laundry he comes over.

“Hondje.”

“Yes, Theo?” You are looking up at the line to see where to put the clothes pin rather than at him.

He puts a finger under your chin and makes you look at him. “Say ahh.”

You sound even more confused than yesterday. Again, he puts a piece of candy in your mouth. “Good girl.”

You tilt your head in confusion, hearing the click again. Did he come out of his way to give you a piece of candy? Why? He kisses you and walks away.

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Later in the week you're in the library putting back some books that Leonardo was hoarding in his room. “One of these days I'll make him do this himself.”

“Hondje.”

You look behind you from the ladder you're on and see him coming over.

“Do you need something?” You two are about the same height now and you can tell he's taken note of that from the pout on his face.

“I don't like when you're high up.”

You've never seen a pout so cute. He always tries to act so tough but he's really such a softie. You giggle and put the book in your hand away. You come down from the ladder and stand in front of him. “Better?”

He ruffles your hair. “Good girl.”

With those two simple words your lips part, as if he was asking you to say ‘ahh’ again. You quickly realize what you did and your face goes red and you quickly cover your mouth.

He chuckles. “I didn't think you would learn so quickly,” he leans in and kisses your forehead. “Good girl,” his voice drops.

Right after those words you can clearly hear a click too. What was he trying to do?!

He gently uses his hand to make you uncover your mouth, and with the other gives you a piece of candy. “You're so cute.” He kisses you on the lips and turns to leave.

You're standing there, connecting the dots with what he has been doing.

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A few days later you are in his room, bringing back some laundry. Theo is sitting at his desk filling out some paperwork.

“Hondje?”

“Yes?”

“Come here.” He waves you over. Once you are close enough he pulls you into his lap. “Sebastian isn't working you too hard is he?” Theo put his pen down and kissed your jaw.

“No. He isn't as strict as he comes off.”

“Good. Then he won't mind if I have you to myself for a bit.” His lips move down and kiss your neck. You let out a soft moan and tilt your head to the side.

The extra room you gave him wasn't enough and he immediately started to unbutton your shirt. But he didn't stop half way down, your whole shirt is open. His lips didn't stop at your neck, they went down to your chest.

One arm was wrapped around your waist to keep you from moving while his free hand groped your boob, massaging it even with your bra in the way. You get more comfortable on his lap and grab the sides of his face to be able to kiss him on the lips. His lips are immediately rough against yours, but you are being just as rough.

The hand on your chest moves down your body before you lose track of it. Your arms go over his shoulders, pulling yourself closer to him. You suddenly hear a click and instinctively open your mouth and Theo wasted no time sliding his tongue in.

You whine, almost in protest, but you don't pull back. You can't believe you fell for his little trick.

Both of his hands reach under you and he stands up with you in his grasp.

Just a few steps over and he is sitting on the bed. He breaks the kiss to pull his shirt over his head. You can't help but feel him up. Theo lets out a soft moan and kisses you.

“Kneel”

That's all he has to stay for you to get off his lap and onto the floor. Wait. Did he train you to do that too? As you were getting up he got his pants undone. He moves closer to the edge of the bed. You hear that click again and open your mouth.

“Good girl,” he smirks, grabbing the back of your head and bringing you close enough for his tip to me in your mouth.

You can't help but moan while you suck on the tip.

Click.

You open your mouth wider, taking more of him in.

Click.

And again.

Click.

And again. There's some days you do better than others. Sometimes you can get almost his whole cock in your mouth. Sometimes you can do a little more than half. You open your eyes to look up at him and realize you already have most of him down your throat.

Theo is leaning back on one hand to get a better view. His other hand is still behind your head, playing with your hair.

“Good girl. You're so good at learning new tricks,” he moans while you suck on him. “You took so much of my cock so quickly,” he chuckles. “A little more of this and you might be able to take it all.”

He holds your head by the pony tail you have it pulled into.

You moan at the tug. “God I want to fuck your pretty little mouth.” Seeing your lips stretched around his cock is making him twitch. He planned on dragging this out before fucking you, but seeing how easily you listen he doesn't think he can hold out.

Your hands are gripping his thighs as you start bobbing your head. Your lips make it to the ridge under his tip before stretching out again around his shaft. Your tongue licks the slit, tasting the precum that is leaking out.

He tugs your hair again as he moans. He feels himself getting close. He's never cummed so quickly from a blowjob but something about how you're doing it today is different.

“Fucking hell, hondje,” he pants and bites his lip as he pushes your face into his crotch. He somehow manages enough self control to not push you all the way down. But his hips do slightly jerk as the hot cum is shooting down your throat.

Once he is done. He lets your head go, but you stay there for a few seconds before leaning back, swallowing what is in your mouth.

Click.

His tip is immediately in your mouth again.

“Lick it clean.”

You suck lightly before using your tongue to lick up any left up cum.

“Good girl.” He pats the bed next to him and you get up on the bed. He chuckles when seeing your eyes widen slightly. “Have you never noticed that I trained you before?” His voice gets sultry, lowering his voice and taking his time with the words she chooses. His breath is hot in your neck before he kisses you. “Why do you think you're my hondje?”

Hearing him like this is stopping you from saying anything back. You just listen and do what he says. Why would you speak out against your owner?

“Now lay down.” You get more into the middle of the bed and lay on your back. “And roll over.” You roll over onto your stomach, and immediately get up on your knees. “Aww. You already knew the next step. You're so smart.”

He gets your skirt and underwear down and off of you, tossing them to the side along with his pants. Two of his fingers drag across your opening. “Damn you're soaked. Do you like being told what to do?” Getting behind you, he wasted no time sliding his cock in.

You can't tell who moaned louder. Unlike with your mouth, Theo makes sure that all of him is stuffed inside you. You pull a pillow closer to you to hold onto while you try lifting your ass up higher.

You whine as he pushes himself deeper without starting to move. Instinctively you start moving your own hips, trying to fuck yourself. “Looks like my hondje is in heat. Don't worry. I'll fill you right up.”

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