"Hunter... Wake up sweetie, come on.." The soft paw on my chest is comforting, keeping me warm.
"Hunter let go of my arm. I need that."
"No it's my arm" I say, smiling and hugging the paw close to my heart.
"Good morning, cutie"
He's such a charmer, even now he looks so perfect to me
"You were drooling on my fur, silly boy."
For a moment, I just watch him talk, and after a few seconds, I realize what he has said. My ears go flat, and I blush. How could I do that, he must be offended!
"Oh, don't put the ears back, grumpy puss" He says, scratching under my chin. "Who's my good kitty, hmm?"
God, I love it when he does this.
"Me..?" I ask innocently, already knowing the answer. "Is it really me?"
"Yes it is mister." He says with an endearing tone. "You are my good kitty."
I let out a soft meow as I stretch, and move his paw from my chest. Leaning into him, and closing my eyes once more.
"No no no kitty, it's time to wake up. You can't sleep all day."
Oh what fresh hell is this. Responsibilities? Are they really that important? I bet I could convince him to stay.
"Come on, let's go." He smiles at me, encouraging me to follow.
"Jackson..." I trail off, biting my lip, and curling my tail. I can't stop kneading at our bed.
He has that look of excitement, but it fades after a moment. "No kitty, we have things to do today."
"Is that so?" I purr at him, surely he knows what I want.
"You won't get me off track this time." He says, turning his back to me.
"If you think so." I say, beginning to rub myself against his pillow.
He looks back for a moment, and blushes, taking his pillow away from me. "No kitty, we need to go soon."
He is so stubborn today, can't he see I just want to have a little bit of fun? I grind at the bed where his pillow used to be, looking up into his eyes.
"Kitty... Please?" I wonder how hard he is trying to resist me? Oh it's working, I can see him bulging now, falling for me, wanting me. I giggle, "Alright, let's go then, I suppose you would rather go and do boring stuff all day instead of having me."
He gives me this exasperated look, and sits on the edge of the bed. I get on my paws and knees, and crawl toward him, tucking myself tightly between his legs.
"Kitten" He says, putting a paw on my shoulder, trying to keep me back. As if.
I dip my head down to his bulge, give it a kiss, and bring my paws up to his zipper, tugging it slowly downward, watching his face.
He is quiet, but his face says "More". I growl excitedly, and watch his bulge, tugging the zipper down to the end.
"Ah god H-Hunter why can't we just do what we need to do for one day?"
I purr softly as I watch his stiff member escape from his zipper, that's my favorite part. Well, my favorite part before anything happens, that is.
He growls at me, pushing me away harder, trying to tuck himself back into his pants.
I hiss and growl at him, he won't get away from me. I want him and he has to deal with that.