Paws •Muke•

•Chapter Two•

Every chapter is going to be kinda short.
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"Oh M-Master." Michael whines as he tugs at the restraints again. Luke smirks, his left palm landing on the small of Michael's arched back.

"Hm you love that don't you kitty?" Luke muses smugly. The taller male's hips power forward, making his black and white haired boyfriend whimper again.

"More please, Luke." Michael pants, his aching cøck rubbing against their grey sheets.

Luke moans as he reaches around and wraps his hand around Michael's dick since the boy couldn't do it himself. "You love being tied up for me don't you kitty, love being helpless and used." Luke mutters as his lips connect with his boyfriend's neck.

"Master can I c-cum, p-please?" Michael begs, the fire in the pit of his stomach growing rapidly. "Of cause you can, kitty." Luke sighs as his own hips still, filling Michael to the brim.

Luke was never one to deny Michael of an orgasm. He enjoyed the look on the male's face and his high-pitched sounds too much.

The tattooed male laughs when he sees the fucked out look on Michael's face as his lips form into a pout. "Untie my hands please."

Luke continues to laugh as Michael wiggles around on the bed trying to untie his hands. The pale boy looked ridiculous on his knees with his hands tied behind him and cum running down the back of his thighs.

The blonde boy finally takes sympathy on the younger male and unties him. "Love you sweetheart." Luke pouts as Michael cleans himself up. The black and white haired male rolls his eyes. "Yeah yeah, whatever."

"I need to leave soon." Michael whispers as he cuddles into Luke's bare chest after cleaning himself. Luke whines unhappily. "Can't you just stay home tonight?" the younger boy pouts and tightens his arms around his boyfriend.

Michael shakes his head and looks at Luke. "Class starts at four thirty and its Friday, you start at six."

The tall blonde groans before rolling on top of the slightly sweaty boy and kisses all over his flushed face. Michael giggles as he swats at Luke's cheeks.

The older boy loved moments like this, when it was just Luke and himself.

After a few more minutes Michael reluctantly got out of bed and went for a shower. Luke laid and watched as Michael pulled out some of his clothes from the dresser and walked towards the bathroom, his slightly red ass jiggling gently as he walked away making Luke smirk.

Deciding to be a good boyfriend and cook Michael dinner, Luke climbed out of bed, pulling on a pair of black sweatpants and walking out into the kitchen.

Michael smiles when he walks out and sees Luke standing at the stove, the smell of sausages and eggs filled the air. The sight of Luke's bare back made Michael melt into a puddle, the muscles moving under the slightly tanned skin whenever he reached for something.

"I don't know what I love more, you or your cooking." Michael giggles as he walks over, wrapping his arms around Luke's thin waist. "Damn I need to cut my nails." Michael whispers to himself, tracing his index finger along one of the red lines that covered his boyfriend's back.

The younger male chuckles, turning around in Michael's grip. "Kitty got claws." the blonde says before kissing the shorter boy's nose.

Michael scrunched his nose, laughing. "I start at the parlour tonight after class." Luke nods. "You excited?"

Michael shrugs, pulling away from Luke before grabbing some plates and handing them to the blonde. "I'm kinda nervous but I have you and Vic, plus Kellin said he would stay with me."

Luke hums, putting the food on their plates before starting to eat.

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"Hey guys, how was class?" Vic asks Kellin and Michael as they walk through the parlour doors later that night. Michael waves while Kellin walks up to his boyfriend, kissing him sweetly. "It was good."

"Luke's out back." Vic informs Michael as he and Kellin pull away from each other. The pale boy thanks him before walking to the back of the shop.

The black and white haired male smiles when he sees his tattooed boyfriend sitting at his desk, black glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. "Hey baby." Michael sighs as he walks over.

Luke looks up from his stencil, smiling at the older male. "Hi sweetheart, how was your day?" he questions as he pulls Michael into his lap.

Michael squeals slightly. "Yeah it was okay, what about you?" Luke sighs heavily, resting his forehead against Michael's. "Good, M' just so tired. You ready to start working?"

Michael shrugs as he plays with Luke's fingers that were gripping his waist. "I'm scared about putting my drawings up, but it'll be fun, right?"

Luke nods as he pulls away, reassuring the smaller male. "C'mon lets go see what Vic wants you to do."

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"Oh my god that was so fun! And did you hear that guy, he wanted my drawing tattooed on his body!"

Luke laughs as Michael continues to ramble on. "Yeah I know sweetheart, I'm gonna be doing the tattoo."

Michael rolls his eyes as he unlocks the front door of their house, sighing when he feels the warmth of the place. "I hate Winter so much."

Luke shrugs. "But Winter means hot chocolate and cuddles." the blonde pouts as he sits on the couch.

Michael nods. "Yeah I guess," the green eyed boy says, placing his bag on the coffee table in front of them. "But let's be honest, I'd rather not freeze my balls off. Plus it doesn't even snow! What's the point of even having Winter if it doesn't snow."

Luke rolls his eyes at his overdramatic boyfriend. "It does snow, just not in Sydney." Michael crosses his arms with a huff, ignoring Luke.

"I'll take you to see the snow sweetheart, just say the word."

Michael smiles before kissing Luke's cheek. "This is why I love you."