Once I let him go, he batted at my hand with a paw and then his breath caught. He ran a paw over his thigh and up toward his straining dick. I captured that naughty paw, and he mewed at me, a tiny, questioning noise.
“Sweet kitties have to let their Master do everything for them,” I murmured and used my free hand to cup the front of the jock solidly.
He purred and pressed his hips firmly against my hand before he surprised me by slipping off my lap and onto his knees. Harley prowled forward and arched his back beautifully, giving me a prime view of his very nice ass. He slid his legs farther apart and I got a great peekaboo of his balls hanging low in his jock. I loved it. I leaned in and ran my tongue along the stocking strap that connected to his jock. He thrust his ass backward and meowed.
Taking pity on my obviously horny kitty, I spread his cheeks and dived in to kiss his pretty pink hole. He mewled and rocked his hips.
“What does my kitty want?” I asked against his overheated flesh, and he gasped. Wasting no time, I went back to work swirling around his pucker before I pressed the tip of my tongue hard against the middle. He kicked his back paws and moaned.
“Oh, yeah, I can’t tell what my kitty wants. Does he want… a bath?”
I got a frustrated growl and laughed, digging my tongue in again. He moaned and dropped down onto his elbows, tilting his ass perfectly for fucking. The rush of adrenaline that streaked through me was so fantastic, I began to unzip my shorts to own his ass before I really caught myself and thought.
I slurped my tongue in one long line from down low all the way up to the top of his ass crack. When I checked on him again, droplets of sweat trickled along his temples on both sides and his eyes were squeezed shut.
“My good kitty,” I whispered and blew on his hole. He moaned again, a small, breathy sound that had me harder than a baseball bat.
Hating that I hadn’t prepared better, but not really, because a not so small part of me loved ordering a pet around, I stood. “If you want to play with a good toy, Harley, you’re going to have to come with me to get your treat.” I made my voice stern, but inside I was a tingling mess, completely ready to lose my head and fuck him as hard as I could, even though I had no idea what he liked.
I couldn’t do that. I had to go easy.
To give myself time to get my shit together, I went up the stairs to the bedroom and inside. I grabbed lube and condoms out of the nightstand drawer and then sat down on the bed and waited. It took a little longer than I’d thought it might, which was probably not a bad thing, and soon Harley shyly peeked his head into the room from near the floor. Fuck, he’d crawled up here on his knees. I palmed my dick, stood, and then stripped my shorts off, sighing out in relief when my pants were gone. I took the condom and unrolled it onto myself with as little fuss as possible. He watched me suit up, too—detached, curious—but didn’t come any closer.
Crouching beside the bed, I grasped my cock, and felt almost like a tool waving it his direction, but I shook off my Dom jitters. “Come on, kitty, kitty. Here’s a toy you haven’t played with enough yet.”
The way he moved wasn’t very human and that was easy to see as he slinked around the door into the room. He was firmly Harley cat right now. There was a difference in the way his arms flexed, more like actual cat legs, and the way his sleek muscles rippled without a hint of anxiety. He crawled toward me, and I ached with the need to fuck, and I swore my dick swelled bigger as I waited for him to make his way to me. He bent down and touched the end of his nose to my cock before jerking away, and I chuckled but was having a hell of a time staying in my role as owner at the moment. The real problem was that I wanted to use him exactly like I owned him, and we weren’t really there yet.
He bopped his nose along my belly and stopped to lick at my nipple, which sent a jolt of heat to swirl in the base of my cock, tightening my balls closer to my body. He sat up enough to rub his cheek against mine.
“Oh, you’re so sweet,” I whispered to him, and he ducked his head.
Harley hesitated, glanced at the door like maybe he wasn’t sure if he should stay or not, but then he glanced back at me, and the need in his eyes cut right to my core and sizzled fuck-heat to spark on the head of my dick. I wanted inside him, and now. I forced myself not to reach out and grab him, move him around, put him where I wanted and take him. It had been a long time since I felt this way, this out of my mind with the urge to dominate a situation. I watched him, and he watched me right back. Carefully, he turned around and popped that pretty round ass high in the air again.
I made myself wait after he was in position, counted to ten, then did it again. Finally he wiggled his ass and mewed sadly at me, opening his thighs wider, and I felt like maybe it would be okay to touch him. I ran a hand lightly over his ass. He let out another sad, needy kitty sound. I grabbed the lube and slicked myself up. When I was done, I pressed two slippery fingers over his hole, not moving until I got another begging little mew.
“Aw, poor kitty. Do you need help with this?” I said and carefully fucked the tip of my pointer into him. “Is it making you feel bad to be in heat with no one to breed you? You want me to make it better? Fuck it better?”
He shuddered and stuck his ass the tiniest bit higher in the air, dropping his forehead completely onto the floor.
With a generous amount of lube on my fingers, I pressed two inside him, but the end of his tail was bigger than that, so I didn’t wait, I added the third one and carefully pushed my way home. He gasped and wiggled.
“Has anyone else been helping my kitty, or has this poor ass been waiting for his owner?”
Harley let out a growly little agitated sound and I laughed. I hadn’t expected any other answer, but it was fun to hear that he’d been waiting for me anyway.
“Of course not. You’re my good kitty, huh?”
Harley wiggled his ass and pawed at the floor next to his head. His asshole squeezed around my fingers, and I wasn’t sure if he’d done that on purpose or not, but I couldn’t wait anymore. I went up on my knees behind him and had my cock lined up with his hole in almost no time at all.
“Hold still, Harley cat,” I said softly, but firmly.
He must not have wanted any more games either, because he could’ve been a statue as I pressed the head of my cock against his asshole. It took three tries, me steadily pressing forward, before he relaxed enough to let me slip into his body, and then he was scrabbling at the floor with his front paws while pushing himself back toward me with the fiery heat of his fantastic ass. He let loose a feral, low growl that slipped into a delicate moan. My control splintered. I fucked into him deep and held myself there by sheer force of will. He arched his back, and that was my cue that he was okay, or at least I hoped he would safeword out if he wasn’t, because I snapped my hips back and fucked into him until I bottomed out. Then, I did it again, and again.
He let out a low mewl and shoved his body back to meet me on the next roll of my hips, and the rough sex turned into a brutal pounding that shocked me and had me flying. I couldn’t believe the way he unraveled on my dick, head tossed back, mouth open, eyes squeezed shut. His body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat that made him glow like he was made of something even more precious than kitten sass.
Harley hung his head and began to whimper on each stroke I made into his body. He squeezed his ass around me every time I pulled out, like he didn’t want me to go, and that had my control spilling away even faster. The thing was, I couldn’t tell if that tiny little sound he made when I shoved back in was a good one or a bad one, and as fucking wonderful as I felt, he was mine to take care of, so I forced myself to pull out. He practically screamed when I was clear of his body. He turned to glare over his shoulder and I could tell he was trying to remember how to make words.
Standing, I grabbed him around the waist, lifted him, and dumped him on his back on the bed. He blinked up at me, his mouth open, eyes accusing. Before he could remember how to make his tongue work and swear at me, I picked his legs up, leaned forward to position them closer to his shoulders, and pushed my dick back into his mind-bendingly tight asshole. I fucked into his heat until I had my groin flush against his ass, and I felt like my dick would just keep going into him at this angle, though eventually we locked together and I couldn’t move anymore. His eyes actually rolled back into his head, a reaction I wasn’t sure I’d ever caused in anyone and that had me puffing up with pride, on top of everything else.
