***Gerard***

Gerard wakes early the next morning. He groans groggily, his tongue dry and his limbs heavy with sleep. He feels unusually thirsty for this early an hour. Gerard snuffles quietly as he peaks his head out from the warm confines of the sheets, perking his ears so as to detect any sound from the bedroom next door, where he had left Frank. He yawns and blinks sleepily. He kneads gently at the warm sheets tucked around him, his extracted claws catching in them. He hisses slightly as he tries to free himself without ripping them. Mikey wouldn't be happy about having to replace the sheets again, so soon after last time. Sighing contentedly, Gerard finds himself easily freed and swiftly detracts his claws. As he uncurls himself from his snug position beside Mikey, who is still sound asleep, Gerard rubs his face affectionately against his brothers and gently kisses his cheek. After all the drama of last night Gerard had been well rewarded, he purrs contentedly, remembering. Gerard feels good that he was able to make Mikey so happy, but he can’t help worry about Frank, he doesn't know how Frank is going to react and he doesn't know how Mikey is going fix things with Frank's family. Gerard gives himself a small shake, twitching his whiskers, he stretches again before slipping quietly out of bed, he gives a small mewl of annoyance at the, less than cool, room temperature. He shudders slightly as he pads across the room, careful not to wake his brother. The bedroom door creaks a bit as Gerard paws it open, Mikey hisses at the sound and Gerard freezes.

“Where do you think you’re going Gee?”

Mikey addresses him without opening his eyes. Gerard stands awkwardly in the door way, he bites his lip before stuttering out his response.

“Oh… um… I was thirsty so I’m going to get a drink… would you like one?”

” Some of my milk, Precious.”

Gerard goes to leave, but stops when he hears Mikey call his name again.

”Oh and you may have a small glass too.”

Gerard mews happily at this gift from his maker. He changes into his human form just in case Frank is up. He tiptoes across the landing, pausing for a moment outside Frank’s room. Gerard lets out a relieved breath when he hears the quiet snores of his sleeping lover, and quickly backs up away from the door and heads down stairs to the kitchen. The cold burst of air that passes from the fridge when he opens it makes the hair Gerard’s arms stand on end; he hisses reproachfully and grabs the half-finished bottle of Fresh ‘n Lo from its shelf before quietly closing the door. Gerard sets the bottle of milk on the kitchen counter while he goes into the dish cupboard to grab two glasses, a small one for him and a normal for Mikey. Making sure not to spill a drop, Gerard carefully pours milk into both glasses, filling them to the top before returning the milk bottle to the fridge. Gerard takes a small sip from his glass and giggles when he has to lick some milk off from his top lip, he sighs happily at the refreshing taste. It is rare that Mikey rewards him with this, so he wants it to last. Gerard bites his lip in concentration as he picks up both glasses and slowly makes his way up stairs. Back in the bedroom, Mikey is now sitting up and has his glasses on. He is reading some contracts for his job. Gerard sets the glasses of milk down and climbs back into bed. He carefully hands Mikey his.

”Thank you Precious.”

Mikey goes back to reading and sipping his milk. Gerard sits quietly wondering what he should do next. He looks around the room and realizes that the room is pretty messy. He decides after he finished his milk, he will start to clean it.

***Frank***

”OH my fucking head, what the hell did I drink last night?”

Frank opens his eyes slowly as he looks around the strange room. He knows he is not home, but has no idea where he is.

”Gerard.”

He was with Gerard last night in the club, but he does not remember anything after that. Frank slowly sat up. He still had all his clothes so that was a good sign. However he was missing his wallet and phone. He could not have gotten mugged though because he would be more fucked up than this. He did have a wicked pounding headache and pain on the side of his neck. He touched his neck and his memory caught up with him.

"Ow! What the fuck?! You bit me and your tail is moving on its own and oh, I don't feel so good suddenly."

There was something strange about Gerard last night as well as his costume. He felt like he was touching a real cat. That was impossible though. Frank got up out of the bed and stretched. He had to figure out where he was. He went to the bedroom door and opened it. The hallway was empty. He saw three other doors that were closed. One was narrow, so he assumed it was a closet. The other was a bit bigger, but not as big as his door. That must be the bathroom. He crossed to it and pushed it open. He was indeed correct. Frank moved in and turned the light on. He closed the door and looked around. The counter had the usual items on it, but also quite a few different brushes. Frank picked on up. The hair caught in it was a mix of brown and black. Frank ran his hand across the bristles. They were soft. Frank put the brush down. He had to piss really badly so exploring would have to wait. Frank pulled his cock out and leaned heavily on the wall as he took the longest piss in his 16 year span. Fuck yeah, he was 16 now. Two more years and then he would be legal to do awesome shit. Frank was brought out of his thoughts by a voices coming through the wall he was leaning on. He pressed his ear against it to hear better.

”Owww, fuck fuck fuck!”

”Gee, you clumsy bitch, what now?”

Frank could hear another male voice besides what was the voice of Gerard.

”Don’t yell at me Mikey, I was only trying to help.”

”I can tell, because you forget your place Precious.”

Now the other voice filled with fear.

”S-S-Sorry Sir, please.”

”Perhaps I should go in the bathroom and get one of the brushes and teach you a lesson?”

Frank gasped. This guy was threatening his Gee!

”NO, please Sir no, I’ll behave, please let me make it up to you.”

”Very well, show me how sorry you are Precious.”

The voices quieted down and then all Frank heard was rustling. Frank let out a breath he did not realize he was holding. He shook off and put his cock away. After zipping up he made his way to the door and opened it quietly. He looked into the deserted hallway. The room door was closed. He made his way down the hall, but stopped when he heard moaning. He moved slower and tried the handle. It opened quietly thankfully. The room was only lit with the morning light, so he had to let his eyes adjust for a moment. Frank got down on his hands and knees and crawled in closing the door behind him. He saw that the room was huge and sectioned off. The bed was in an alcove separate from the sitting area. It was the sitting area that had his focus.

”Oh fuck Gee, that’s it. Take it all in. So good with your mouth.”

Frank saw a guy in a chair that was turned away from him. From the position of his head, Frank knew he was on the receiving end of an amazing blowjob. He did not know who the guy was, but he knew the one on their knees was his Gerard! All kinds of emotions began to well up inside of him. He was angry, hurt, felt betrayed, but the noises he was hearing were also making him extremely horny. He wanted to kill the other guy in the chair. Lash out and claw at him…wait what? No, punch him, pummel him, bite on his neck and, okay this is getting fucking weird now. The guy was starting to buck off the chair now and that cemented that it was Gerard on the ground. Frank had never met anyone we could deep throat like Gerard could.

”Mmm, good boy Precious. You are doing so well using what I taught you. I’m going to cum now, and I want you to pull off and stroke me through it.”

Then Gerard’s broken used voice filled the room and his answer made Frank’s heart stop.

”Yes Sir.”

Gerard’s head came into view and he mouth looked so swollen and stretched. His arm movements indicated that he listened along with the noises that the other guy was making. Frank was riveted to the spot staring at Gerard. He willed him to look over at him, but Gerard only had eyes for this guy. Maybe he is the reason that Gerard only stayed with someone for a month. Was this guy really that good?

”Oh fuck Gee, yes, that’s it. Lean in, I’m gonna…”

The guy cried out and Frank watched as he shot his load all over Gerard’s face. It got in his hair and was hanging off his chin. Gerard looked beautiful that way and jealousy surged up inside of Frank. He wanted to be the one that made Gerard look like that. Once the guy had stopped cumming he slumped back into the chair. Frank saw the adoration in Gerard’s eyes as he licked the sides of his mouth, much like a cat would lick its whiskers. The guy sat up and leaned forward and Frank could see that he had deep brown hair and make out glasses in the side of his face. He leaned in and captured Gerard in a kiss. Gerard was eager for it too. He pushed into it and wrapped his arms around the guy’s neck. It seemed like hours before the kiss broke and the guy lifted his hand to caress Gerard cheek. He picked up some cum with his thumb and pushed it into Gerard’s mouth. Gerard licked and sucked on the thumb like another cock. This time though, when he opened his eyes, he made contact with Frank. His eyes grew wide and Frank felt all the emotions that he went through in the last few minutes surge all at once as he screamed out. His body felt strange, and he started having trouble breathing. He curled into a ball as the agonizing pain ran through his stomach and then coursed through his whole body. He felt pushing and stretching in his skin as if parts trying to emerge or escape off his body. The pain though it was like nothing he ever felt. He saw a pair of bare feet walk up to him. He tried to look up, but his eyes were squeezed shit in a feeble attempt to control the pain. Before he blacked out, he heard the owner of them say one sentence.

”Happy birthday Kitten, welcome to the family.”

***Mikey***

"Frank!?"

Gerard crawls over to Frank, his voice panicked as he nudges the unconscious boy on the floor.

"Relax Gerard, he won’t be out long."

Mikey leaned over in the chair, cock still hanging out, and looked over at the new kitten. His coat was marbled with orange, brown, black , and white. Very much like the personality of the boy that Gerard described. You could not easily tell what he truly was.

"So he's calico. Very interesting."

Gerard's lip trembles as he looks from Frank to Mikey and back.

"His face though... he looked so hurt, Mikey..."

"Yeah, well it is part of the change. You have to be emotionally effected in some form. If seeing your boyfriend giving a blowjob to a stranger is not emotional, I don't know what is. Although he should get use to it anyway."

Gerard stood up and walked back over to Mikey.

"That's not the point! He didn't know about you, about any of this and…wait a minute, you knew he was in here? You knew he was watching? How could you Mikey?!”

Mikey backhands Gerard and knocks him down to the ground again.

"You are getting far to uppity with me Gerard! That is the third in less then 24 hours I have had to discipline you! I think you really need a lesson after this!"

Gerard tries to scamper away, but Mikey is too quick for him and he yelps as he is grabbed by the scruff of his neck. Mikey drags him out of the bedroom to the basement door and down the stairs making sure to bump Gerard's lower back against each one. Once they reach the bottom, Gerard is dragged to the back wall and pushed against it. Mikey grabs the manacles and closes them around each wrist. Gerard's pleas fall of deaf ears as Mikey leaves the room and goes back upstairs. He hears a groan and knows that Frank is waking up. He smirks. This ought to be fun.

***Frank***

Frank groans and rolls onto his side, hissing in pain he clutches at his head. He screws his eyes shut against the pain in his body.

"Fuck... what the hell is wrong with me?"

Eyes still shut, head feeling fuzzy, Frank forces himself to sit up. It takes a couple of minutes for Frank to take in what had just happened, the sight of Gerard on his knees, the look on his face, the feet of the unknown man...the man. Franks eyes shoot open and he is met face to face with the man, who is sitting on the chair from before, which is now been turned, looking down at Frank. Frank gulps and stares fearfully at the stranger, who seems to radiate some sort of bizarre power.

"Welcome back Frankie."

"W-W-Who a-are you?"

The man smiles down at him and even though it should be a warm one, it sends chills down Frank’s spine.

"I am your Maker's Master and you, my dear are our new kitten."

"Kitten! What the fuck do you mean 'kitten'!?"

Frank shouts indignantly as he staggers to his feet and stomps, dizzily, to the man in the seat.

"Maker? Master? Is this some fucking vampire shit !?"

The man calmly leans back in the chair as his demeanor becomes the complete opposite of Frank’s.

"Not quite kitten, not quite, but you do need to calm down and lower your voice. It is not wise to raise it to any Master. The consequences can me a bit alarming."

Frank fold his arms and stomps his foot glaring at Mikey.

" This is outrageous! You are not my fucking master or whatever... and since you obviously kidnapped me I will talk to you how I like psycho and where the fuck is Gerard!?"

Mikey sighs and stands up, making Frank back up a bit, as he shakes his head. With one swift motion he backhands the boy and sends him to the ground again. He then grabs his tail and pulls it hard causing the boy to yowl. He grabs him by the scruff of his neck and lifts him in the air.

"Now listen you little shit! You may be new to this, but you will learn quickly that in this house I am the one in control and you will learn to treat me with respect! Now you want to see your precious Gerard!? Fine, I will take you to him!"

The man drags Frank out of the bedroom and through the house to the kitchen. He opens a door and allows the frank to tumble down a set of stairs. Letting Frank fall to the bottom, he walks down, but not before locking the door, and steps over to him. Frank curls in on himself, his whole body hurts and he feels so confused and helpless. Reaching under himself he finds the long furry... tail, that the man pulled on to make him cry out. It’s almost enough to make him faint again, he splutters in confusion and give it a sharp tug. Frank gasps both in pain and in shock when he reaches the conclusion that yes this this is really happening and yes he has a fucking tail. Trying not to cry Frank sits up, bringing his knees to his chest, Frank wraps his arms protectively around them and ducks his head, screwing his eyes shut. He can’t hear anything over the pounding of his own heart and sits frozen and terrified for what is to happen next.

***Mikey***

Mikey ignores the trembling boy and walks over to his Precious. Gerard looks up as he approaches waiting for whatever he will do to him. Mikey loves that Gerard is so submissive. He lifts up his head and gently kisses him.

"Hello Precious, our kitten is awake, but he seems to not understand who is in charge. I fear he raised his voice to me and I had to discipline him a bit."

Mikey moves out of Gerard's line of sight so that he can see the boy on the ground. Gerard gasps softly, but that is all. He can see Gerard wants to cry out and go to him, but one he is restrained and two he would know better anyway after what happened this morning. Mikey watches as Frank's new ears prick up at the sound of Gerard’s soft voice, now that his hearing has advanced, and he peeks out from his folded arms. Mikey knows that he can't properly see what is happening from his position on the floor so he advances on him again. Frank visibly tenses when he hears approaching footsteps and hides his head again.

"What do you want?"

Frank whispers miserably and Mikey cannot help to smile.

"You wanted to see Gerard didn't you? Well there he is."

Mikey pointed the boy in the direction of where Gerard was shackled to the wall. Frank hisses and instinctively flexes his claws at Mikey. He watches his captor warily as he slowly gets to his feet, and walks in the direction he is pointing. He sees Gerard is chained to the wall, barely standing. His dark hair falls into his face which is swollen and tear streaked, his eyes wide with worry. Mikey wonders what Frank is thinking when he turns and throws an accusatory glare at him. Mikey is slightly taken back at the defiance in his eyes, but recovers quickly and walks over to him.

"Oh, you think that I enjoyed doing that to him? No no kitten, it was necessary to remind him of his place isn't that right Precious?"

Gerard groans, but nods properly. Mikey walks up to both of them and lays a hand on Gerard right above where his tail would be. He caresses the area and Gerard's reacts immediately and starts to nuzzle at him and nip under his chin. Not surprisingly he also begins to purr.

"There you see Frankie, Gerard is not mad at me at all. He understands the need for his lesson and I think he learned it properly. Now Gerard, show our new kitten how we mend our body by changing."

Frank watches Gerard's reaction to Mikey’s touch, with nothing but confusion in his eyes and body language. Frank tensed when Mikey told Gerard to change for the boy. Gerard gazes at Frank calmly as he turns. His soft fur appearing in a downward motion starting from the top of his body, coating his forearms, and down to his lower half where it laid beautiful against his pale legs, between which hang his long luscious tail. The bruising on Gerard's face seemed to melt away with the progression of the dark fur coating his limbs. Frank watches the furs apparition in shock, looking down at his own fur lined arms for comparison. When he looks back up he sees that Gerard's facial features have taken on a sharper feline appearance. Gerard blinks at Frank who jumps slightly when he sees that the older man’s eyes have turned bright green. Gerard's whiskers twitch slightly as he holds in a laugh at the look of awe on Frank’s face. Mikey reaches out and scratches behind Gerard's ear. Now that he has turned his purring is more audible. Mikey reaches out and unlocks the manacles and allows Gerard to go to Frank. He sits back in a nearby chair and watches them interact.

***Gerard***

Gerard paws at Franks face fondly and offers him a comforting smile before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the confused boys lips.

"It's okay Frankie"

"Okay, okay!? How can you say that Gerard!? You’re a fucking cat...thing and you turned me into one! This is far from fucking okay!"

Gerard speaks soothingly as he wraps his arms around Frank and pulls him into a comforting hug.

"Shhh... Frank I know this is all very confusing for you. I'm going to take care of you, and Mikey is going to take care of both of us.”

Gerard can tell that Frank wants to push away, but it feels good being wrapped up in Gerard's arms. He nuzzles into the fur and sighs, only it isn't a sigh. He is purring. Gerard chuckles as he hears Frank mumbling to himself, ‘Well shit, if that don’t beat all, I’m fucking purring.’

"Okay okay Gee, I will trust you, but who is this guy anyway?"

Gerard smiles and lets out a contented purr before pulling back from Frank, keeping his arms wrapped around the new kitten Gerard looks over his shoulder at Mikey.

"Mikey is my maker, my master, my brother... my lover..."

Gerard speaks this softly, but with reverence in his voice. He sees Mikey smile and beckon to him.

"Come here Precious."

***Frank***

Frank suddenly stopped breathing. Did he say brother? Maybe he misheard, maybe he misspoke. Yeah that's it, he meant brother in another way right? Frank looked at Gerard and the way he was looking at this Mikey. He felt the same jealousy surge in him as before. Gerard's arms slinked down from Frank’s shoulders. Biting his lip, he turned to the man, Mikey, and walked to his side. Gerard maintained focused, intent eye contact with Mikey as he slowly dropped to his knees in front of him. Mikey reached out and caressed Gerard's head as he transformed himself. Frank saw a dark chestnut coat covering his human form and his ears push out from where his hair use to be. As he pet Gerard his hand transformed into a paw and he flexed his claws.

"You see Frankie, while you belong to Gerard, Gerard belongs to me. There for everything that is his is mine as well. Now be a good kitten and crawl to my other side."

Frank bristled at this notion! No one fucking ordered him around! He looked over at Gerard and he looked so content. Mikey seemed to know exactly where to rub to make him happy and his purring echoed in the room off the walls. Gerard opens his eyes and looks at Frank.

"Do as he says Frank."

Gerard says this clearly, refocusing his intent stare on Franks defiant eyes. Frank cannot not believe his, well, ears. Did Gerard just give him a fucking order? And he called him Frank, not Frankie. Normally Frank would do anything for Gerard, but this he was remaining defiant on. He crossed his arms and stayed where he was. He watched as Mikey smirked at him and then pulled Gerard into his lap. He continued to pet him starting from his head and working to the tail. Frank briefly wondered what this would feel like.

"Mmm Precious, it seems that our kitten is not listening. As his maker, you must discipline him now."

***Gerard***

Gerard purrs, clearly enjoying the attention he is getting from his maker, but Frank’s attitude is starting to get really fucking annoying, why can't he just behave? Gerard doesn't want to have to punish Frank, this has all been so much for the poor kid to take in, but Gerard knows that to disobey Mikey means further punishment which he is keen to avoid for Frank’s sake as well as his own. Gerard stretches before slowly rising to his feet. He walks purposely over to Frank, staring him down. Frank backs up as Gerard stalks over to him. He knows that he has never seen Gerard behave like this. Gerard can tell that it scares him and thrills him at the same time. He wonders if Frank notices that he is slightly turned on by the surreal situation.

"Uh Gee, can't we talk about this first?"

Gerard smiles sweetly at his kitten.

"Of course we can Doll. But first I would like for you to get to your knees".

If he's going to do this he might as well do it right, he wants to impress Mikey, and show him that he can be a good master to their new kitten. He watched Frank process the information and slowly push up onto his knees, well he tried, but it seemed that his new tail had a mind of its own. Also his paws were not made for aiding him very well and he nearly tipped forward onto his face. He yowled when he trapped his tail between his knees and pulled it out quickly petting it. He heard Mikey laughing in the back ground at the poor kitten, but Gerard did not think it was funny at all. He got down on his knees next to the newborn.

"Oh Frank Shh you’re okay baby... it takes some getting used to, but thank you for trying."

Gerard pets Franks hair, scratching behind his ears. Gerard shoots Mikey an annoyed look when he catches him laughing at Frank, and wraps a comforting arm around his Frankie. He misses the childish action of Frank sticking his tongue out.

"Precious, what do you think you are doing? Did I not tell you to discipline him and yet here you are praising him and for what? Getting on his knees? I think you need another lesson first in how to discipline properly. Go upstairs and get the Toy Box. I will watch the kitten till you return."

Gerard stiffens at Mikey's words, his ears pressed down sadly. He drops his head in shame as he is scolded; he shuffles on his knees away from Frank, avoiding all eye contact. He failed. Gerard has to fight to hold back his tears and quickly flounces upstairs, out of the basement without a second glance, his tail dragging mournfully behind him. Out in the hallway Gerard takes a couple of deep shuddering breaths, trying to calm himself. Realizing that he had just left Frank alone with Mikey Gerard takes the next flight of stairs at a run, his paws light and his ears perked up and alert. Gerard throws himself into his and Mikey’s room, looking around frantically for their toy box. His fur standing on end, Gerard narrows his green eyes, scanning the room desperately. Getting onto all fours Gerard crawls under the bed and he lets out a sigh of relief when he spots the black wooden box tucked under there. Gerard grabs the box with his paws. Wasting no more time Gerard races back down to the basement, clutching at the box for dear life. Panting Gerard stops at his Maker’s side and presents him with it.

"Wow Gee, that was a record for you. Either you really want your punishment or you were afraid of what I would do to your little Frankie while you were gone."

Mikey ordered Gerard into his knees. Gerard knew he wanted Frank to be able to see into the box when he opened. It worked too as Frank's eyes blew wide open as the contents were revealed. Mikey selected a paddle as well as a vibrating egg with remote. Gerard saw what he selected , but he had no reaction to it. He knew that Mikey was praising him with the look he gave him.

"Now precious, down on all fours and strip."

Gerard keeps himself focused entirely on his brother as he does as he is told. Gerard watches as Frank apprises his feline body as his outer covering is stripped away revealing all of his soft fur covering. He knows that Frank is focusing on what his cock looks like when transformed. He has to hold back a smirk when Frank breathes a sigh of relief. He knew he was worried it would be fur lined too or look different. Gerard know better though then to remain anything but passive right now. Now he places all his attention on Mikey as he gets down on his hands and knees. His tail swishing back and forth Gerard keeps his head down and waits.

Series This Work Belongs to :

Part 2 of Writing With Killjoys

Notes

Wheeee chapter two of this fun fic. ***The_Art_of_Suicide*** and I enjoyed writing this one and yes we know we cliff hung it again, but like dangling a piece of string in front of a cat and then pulling it away, we are having fun watching you bat at the fic. ^0^
Don't worry you guys are adorable doing it. ^-^
So Frank wakes up to a sight that he did not expect and it makes changes that he did not expect. He also did not expect to find out that Gerard had another man in his life, nor would he be related to him. Frank does not expect a lot of things that are part of Gerard's life, but he is about to have a rude awakening.
Enjoy guys! ^-^