The Resurrection of A Tail of Three Kittens

A/N: So I kind of screwed up. I skipped a chapter to send to my lovely betafishy and when I sent the last one in I realized that. The result is a double chapter for you guys!

I wanted to give my fic pet a break from betaing because of school and finals.

So make sure that you read this before you move onto the fourth one. I will put a reminder in the notes there too.

***Mikey***

"I asked you a question Frankie."

Frank stares at Mikey, the dislike evident on his face. Swallowing nervously, Frank folds his arms in defiance and glares at him. His tail twitching in anger since Mikey forced a transformation on him. He really does prefer Frank in his Kitten form.

"Now Frankie, this is not proper behavior of a good Kitten, you saw what happened when Gee disobeyed me. Do you want the same?"

Mikey can see Frank shiver when he gestures to the manacles on the wall. This makes Mikey smile.

"Now Frankie, I will ask you again, who are you to us?"

Frank glares back at Mikey, and continues to lace his answers with attitude.

"I am your brother's boyfriend."

Still the delusion that he was something to Gerard plagues him. Mikey really needed to get this stupid notion out of the new Kitten's head if he was ever going to get him to be obedient.

"*sigh* Really Frankie? Really? Is that what you think? Okay, first of all you were never his boyfriend. Gee does not have boyfriends, he has flings and your time was up. The only reason you are still in his life right now is because you got bit. Now that we have that absurdity out of the way, we can get back to basics. Now repeat after me. I am Gerard's pet and he is my Master."

Frank tries to hide it but Mikey can see his words struck a nerve. The truth hurt like hell. His tail and whiskers droop and he looks determinedly at the wall, away from Mikey. Now he knows that he was nothing more than Gerard's 'flavor of the month' but he probably wanted more. He hoped that Gerard knew as much, but Mikey knew better. Frank looks up at Mikey, his eyes filled with pain and heartache. He shakes his head slowly, as though it is too heavy to hold up anymore. He schools his lips and speaks.

”No, that’s not true. I d-d-don’t believe you.”

No? No? The fucking kid said no. He still had not learned, and that meant that Mikey was going to have to teach him a lesson like he does to Gerard. Oh this was too good. Mikey had not had this kind of fun in a long time. He reached out and grabbed the Kitten by the ear in that perfect sensitive spot. He listened with delight as Frank cried out in pain as Mikey pierced the sensitive skin with one of his claws.

"Poor, poor Frankie, you just do not know how important it is to understand the hierarchy of the family here. My Master is first, I am second to him, Gerard is third to me, and you my dear Kitten are the last on the food chain, which means you are expendable. Do you fucking understand that Frankie? Expendafuckingble!"

Mikey punctuates that last sentence with a hiss as he drops the boy to the ground. While the boy is holding his ear in pain, he goes to the wall and pulls down a collar. Mikey also grabs the box of toys so he can have access to it. He walks over with them and the boy sees it and tries to scramble away. Mikey grabs him by the scruff of the neck then puts the box down and pulls Frank to him roughly.

”Don’t you fucking move!”

Frank shrinks back at Mikey’s words, he's shedding small droplets of blood. Frank is powerless as Mikey takes him to the ground, and loops the collar around his neck. He tightens it almost to the point that the boy can’t breathe, but he forces a finger between his neck and the collar to determines it is fine. Frank suddenly gets a second wind. Hissing, his fur stands on end and Frank squirms against Mikey’s grip, clawing furiously at the ground.

"Fuck you!"

Mikey had to admire the kid's fight, but he was getting tired of it now. It was time to put the new Kitten in his place. Being a Werekitty had a few perks that Frank was only just learning about. Mikey thought it was time to use them. Using his weight for keeping Frank pinned, he reached out into the box and pulled out one of the vibrators. Mikey smirked as Frank hissed out when he saw it and his eyes went wide.

"Oh no my dear Frankie, I think it is quite the opposite. I am going to fuck you!"

Mikey lifted up Frank's tail and rammed the vibrator inside of him, turning it up full volume. He kept a tight hold on his tail as he let the object do it's work.

***Frank***

Frank screams in anticipation of the pain, his claws digging into the basement floor. Once again it never comes. He still cannot believe how this new body works. Frank begins shaking against the pleasure the toy is creating. His cock hardening as the toy works inside of him, and he doesn't even realize that his hips are moving of their own accord, straining against Mikey’s hold. He is so fucked.

"Amazing isn't it Frankie? We have all sorts of interesting toys like this. I bet you are still wondering why it did not hurt going in? In this state we no longer require any lubrication. No strange weird secretions, just no need for anything. We also have amazing stretching abilities. As I am sure your Master showed you, but just in case he did not…”

Mikey undid his pants and pulled his cock out. Without removing the vibrator, he slid in next to it with ease. Frank started to protest and reached back, clawing at Mikey’s arms. He just laughed and called him pathetic. Mikey started to thrust in and out as he twisted the vibrator, aiming for the perfect spot inside the boy. Frank can't hold back his moans as Mikey's cock slides inside of him, so perfectly, so easily. The drag against the sensitive tissue driving him crazy so he pushes back against Mikey’s thrusts. Frank's mouth drops open in pleasure and his claws dig into the floor.

"Mmmm, that's it Frankie, feels so good doesn't it? This can happen more often you know, all you have to do is be a good little Kitten and listen to us. Can you do that?Hmmm? Can You Do That For Me?!"

Mikey thrusted with each one of the last words as he stilled and came inside of Frank. He pushed the vibrator in one last time and Frank screamed out as he came, shooting spurts all over the basement floor. He nearly passed out from the intensity, and collapsed to his stomach. Mikey pulled out and wiped his cock off on Frank's now furless ass. He left the vibrator in and turned on. Frank could hear him standing up while fixing and pulling his pants back on. Half lidded, Frank watched as he headed up the stairs.

”Gerard should be awake by now. I will have him make you something to eat. I hope you like fish.”

Before Frank can say anything, Mikey was gone.

***Gerard***

The sound of the phone was what woke Gerard. He was alone in the bedroom and still tethered. He groaned at the crick in his neck from being stuck in one position for so long. The phone persisted and Gerard realized that it was Mikey's private line. Only He could be calling from there. Gerard hoped that the voice command was on right now. He called out to it.

"Voice phone speaker"

The air crackled with the sound of the call being answered. Before Gerard had a chance to speak, he heard the voice of Him.

"Michael?"

"No, sorry. It's Gerard. Michael went... um... I actually don't know where he is. I was sleeping."

"Ah. I see and how are you getting on with the new Kitten?"

Gerard smiled at the mention of his Frankie. He hadn't seen him since the punishment and was hoping that he was okay.

"So far, so good. He hasn't been too much of a problem. The usual shock and disobedience until you put them in their place. You know how it is."

Gerard thought about the wonderful moment they'd had together and smiled even more. He thought about the way Frank repeatedly told him he couldn't hold on. He also thought about the way he clawed into his back when he was cumming. He really needed to stop thinking about it before he got hard again.

"Gerard?"

Gerard realized that He was speaking to him and he did not answer.

"Gerard, be a dear and put us on video like a good Kitten."

Gerard gulped, he knew that Mikey and He spoke that way, but Gerard had always stayed out of the room. He answered politely and obeyed so as not to get Mikey or himself in trouble. Gerard dropped his head as he realized he was still tethered to the bed.

"Video call!"

The television on the wall sparked to life and the hum filled the room. Gerard was able to see it in reverse from the mirror that hung above the headboard. When His face came into frame, Gerard blushed. He was completely exposed.

"Ah, I can see why you had trouble speaking to me earlier. Did my little Kitten forget to untie you?"

Gerard chuckled and shook his head.

"I'm sure he didn't forget."

He looked up at Him then quickly back down.

"Yes well, so much the better for me then hmmmm, it is a nice view I must say. So, how does it feel to be a Master now?"

Gerard blushed and smiled.

"Thank you. It hasn't settled in yet. The one encounter, though, was a great experience."

Gerard smirked and bit his lip as he slowly leaned his head onto his left arm. He closed his eyes and let images of him and Frank flood his mind again. They were soon replaced with him and Mikey. He had to admit to himself getting that type of pleasure from two people he feels strongly for is an amazing feeling.

"Gerard, you are drifting off again. I can tell that you are having naughty thoughts too because your skin is turning pink."

Gerard jerked his head up and blushed.

"I'm sorry Sir."

"No no, please continue, I find it most amusing."

"I can't on cue. It just happens. Um... did you wanna talk about something, or maybe call back. I'm not sure what Mikey's doing but since he hasn't returned yet he must be preoccupied."

"No doubt with the new Kitten. I can only imagine what he is doing with him, can't you Gerard?"

"I don't really want to."

Gerard felt anger welling up in him but he didn't know if it was from Mikey being alone with Frank or Frank getting to have Mikey. He just knew he didn't wanna think of either. Slight fear crept into his mind as he thought about how Mikey could also be hurting Frank. The boy may have listened to Him but that didn't mean he'd listen to Mikey. He wanted more than ever to be with Frank now.

"Frank is not exactly obedient is he Gerard? I am sure that Michael is giving him a good lesson in listening. This way he will behave better for you next time. You will be sure to thank your Master for that won't you?”

"He didn't disobey me... Well, only once."

Gerard really wished he wasn't stuck to the fucking bed anymore.

"My dear, you are new to being a Master so it is difficult to know when your Kitten is disobeying. Let Michael be concerned with that lesson, and you can concentrate on something else."

"You mean like how amazing he looks tied up like that?"

"Michael, so glad that you could join us."

Gerard can see Mikey in the mirror. He has several scratch marks on his arms and one across his cheek. He was surprised to see any marks on his brother.

"Mikey! What happened to you!?"

Gerard wanted to go to Mikey but the restraints prevented him from getting away.

"Shit."

He looked at Mikey with pleading eyes.

"Could you please let me out? What happened to you? Are you okay?"

Gerard was freaking out. He knew Mikey could handle himself but he didn't like when his brother was harmed. Gerard didn't care who it was, he'd defend his brother if he had to.

"Kitten, how was the lesson?"

"It went well. He is a bit tied up at the moment Sir, but no worries."

"Your Kitten has been very concerned about your whereabouts."

"Oh he has, has he?"

Mikey walked up to the bed and ran a finger down Gerard's spine. Gerard had turned in the night so his human skin was gaining goose bumps. Mikey was still in Kitten form though and he dragged his nails down Gerard's back creating small red welts. Gerard hissed and arched his back.

"M-Mikey..."

"That's Master to you my love. Shall we put on a show for our guest Precious?"

Mikey continued to drag his claws down to Gerard's ass. He grabbed at the flesh and dug in.

"Shall we keep him in this form or would you like him to change Sir."

"No, I have not had a good view of him like this in a while, but I would like to see his face."

Mikey undid the cuffs and neck brace, and Gerard slumped over from the loss. Mikey grabbed him by the hair and pulled hard.

"Turn around Precious and greet our Master properly."

Gerard wanted to moan but decided against it. He had a thing for his hair being pulled, or really a thing for Mikey, period.

"Yes Master."

Gerard turned around on his hands and knees then sat up on his knees. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the Master on the screen.

"Very nice Precious, very nice."

His eyes continued to roam Gerard as Mikey stood by the bed.

"Precious turn to me."

Gerard turned to Mikey and waited for whatever was next to come. Mikey smirked then reached up and gently pawed at his face. Gerard leaned into it as Mikey caressed him.

"Now Precious make your Master happy. I want you to suck me, and do a good job, you are being observed."

Gerard nodded and leaned towards Mikey's cock. He reached out and stroked him lazily. He glanced at Him then up at Mikey.

"Do you want me to do it while you're standing Master?"

"A well trained Kitten should already know that answer Gerard."

His words rang through the air, and Gerard mentally rolled his eyes. He knows he's very well trained, he just wanted to make sure his brother was comfortable. His brother knows he's well trained. Gerard hopes he isn't upset with him for making it look otherwise.

"I do... Sir, but it never hurts to be sure."

"While I do agree with you Sir, Gerard has been well trained to know what I want, but he has also been trained to be sure that I did not change my mind."

"A dangerous line to walk, yes Kitten?"

Mikey looked at Gerard and had full adoration in his eyes.

"Yes, but he walks the line so gracefully."

Mikey caressed Gerard's ears as he would if he was in feline form. Gerard began to purr and he knew then that he was correct.

"Yes, Precious I prefer to stand. Now no more talking, get your mouth to work.”

Gerard nodded again and instantly took Mikey's head into his mouth. He sucked it lightly and licked at the slit. Gerard sucked him in more and more until his lips were at the base of Mikey's cock. He loved feeling Mikey's cock at the back of his throat. Gerard moaned around him then pulled off as he stroked Mikey and kissed the head. Teasingly he licked the head while staring up at Mikey. His lips glided over him as he took him back into his mouth and resumed sucking. He spun his tongue around it slowly while still having it deep inside his mouth. His moans slipped out again and let his eyes slip close.

"Isn't he a good boy?"

"Yes Sir, ah ah, he is, and very talented too."

Mikey's words came out in panting breaths as he tried to continue communication. Gerard knew he must have been doing a good job to make his Master sound like that. Gerard pulled off with his mouth, and he took to task with his fist while he spoke.

"Shall I keep going Master, or did you have more in mind?"

"No, fuck, unless you wanted to see something else Sir?"

"No no, I am quite enjoying the performance thank you, but perhaps something is missing. Something fun for the Kitten?"

Mikey reached over to the nightstand and pulled out one of the many vibrators.

"I used something similar to this in the new Kitten's lesson this morning."

Gerard heard the lube open and was grateful that it was being used since he was not in feline form. Mikey leaned over him and pressed two fingers inside of him, working them around, before inserting the sleek plastic egg shape inside. Mikey then bent back up and turned it on. Gerard moaned loudly as he held onto the sheets tightly and bit his lip.

"Mmm, fuck!"

Gerard moaned again then leaned back over and took Mikey back into his mouth. He kept moaning as he tried his hardest to make his Master feel good. He swallowed around Mikey and pulled off.

"Fuck my mouth... please Master?"

Mikey smiled at him then turned so that he was no longer in feline form. He grabbed Gerard by the hair and thrust his cock inside his mouth. Gerard had tears in his eyes because of the brutal pace, but they were tears of joy. To be used like this was a reward from his Master.

"Fuck Gee, your mouth feels so good. Wish I could keep this up longer. I will reward you later for sure."

Mikey bucked his hips several more thrusts then he was cumming. Gerard swallowed everything Mikey had to give him and pulled off with a smirk on his face.

"I look forward to it Master."

He sat back and soon regretted it when he felt the vibrator Mikey put into him hit his prostate. He regretted it because he screamed out, feeling all eyes on him after he did so.

"Uggghhh!"

He leaned back up on his hands and hung his head. It sucked that Mikey could have him so wrapped up in him that he'd forget about a damn vibrator in his ass. His body shook as he looked back up into Mikey's eyes. Mikey smirked and showed Gerard the controller before turning it up another notch. All eyes were on Gerard, and he writhed on the bed looking for any relief. Mikey turned to the television.

"Well Sir, I do hope that you enjoyed the performance."

"Yes, Michael I did."

"Now I am afraid that our Kitten has to attend to his own. I will bid you good day then?"

"Very well Michael, I shall speak to you later. Good day Gerard."

Gerard arched his back as he tried to control his voice enough to answer him.

"Y-yes, Sir. Very gooood day. Oh!"

Gerard groaned while trying to push down on the vibrator. He wanted to cum so badly. He needed to cum, he needed Mikey to make him cum. The call disconnected and the television went off. Mikey stood up and grabbed a pair of shorts. He slipped them on then turned back to Gerard.

"So Gee, I am going to take a rest and get some office work done. You will go down and take care of the Kitten. You are not allowed to cum though."

Gerard felt like he was gonna lose his mind. He almost begged but thought better of it.

"Yes Master. Do I have to keep this in me Mik... Master?"

Gerard bit his lip trying to stifle his moans. He knew it was a wasted effort though.

"Yes Precious, but to make sure that you do not try and pull it out..."

Mikey presented Gerard with a small plug. He had Gerard turn around and after lubing it up, inserted it so that the flat base was against his opening. This also pushed the vibrator up against his prostate.

"No cock ring either this time. You will just not cum, if you do..."

Mikey did not have to say anything else.

"Now, shower then get dressed, you may serve lunch to the Kitten. I am going out for a bit. I expect more progress when I return.”

Gerard nodded quickly and got up out of the bed. He went into the bathroom to turn on the shower. As the water warmed he leaned against the sink and held his head down. He was trying so hard to will away the sensations of the vibrator. Gerard thought about Mikey with those marks on him, and that did the trick. If Mikey had scratches on him then it was no doubt that Frank was messed up as well. Gerard just hoped it wasn't too badly. He got into the shower and let the water run down his body. Quickly he washed himself and got out. Once he was out he went to go get dressed. When he was finished dressing he headed for the kitchen and started to gather lunch for Frank. Gerard couldn't wait to see him, he was anxious to see what Mikey had done to him. He was also a bit mad at him. He didn't know what happened between the two, though, so he reasoned that he couldn't be upset with Frank just yet.

***Mikey***

The wind whipping through his hair, Mikey drove with the top down on his little convertible. It was the latest gift that He gave him. Mikey was the perfect pet and he knew it. He bragged about Mikey to all the other Master’s and Mikey would internally beam about the adoration. Always internally, for a pet was not to show any emotion, other than submissiveness at those occasions. He wanted Mikey to bring Gerard next time. But now with him having a pet of his own, even though he was not clearly ready, Mikey would have to make sure that Gerard was fully trained as a pet as well as a Master. He worried about the latter of the two, because he saw the mischief in Frank’s eyes and knew that the boy would be trouble. He wished that a Master could have more than one pet, but the rules were strict. Even though he had the right to tell Frank what to do as well, it was up to Gerard to control him and punish him when he disobeyed. Ultimately, Mikey would have to punish Gerard for his pet’s disobedience. Gerard was a good pet and did not deserve it, but he brought it on himself for not thinking and turning Frank. Mikey allowed these thoughts to leave as his phone sounded with a familiar tone. He placed his hands on the bluetooth in his ear and connected.

”Good Morning my Darling”

”Good morning Sir.”

”Did you miss me?”

”Of course Sir.”

”I was pleased with the performance this morning.”

”Thank you Sir.”

”So, let’s talk about my upcoming visit. Does he know yet?”

”No Sir.”

”Good, very good.”

***Gerard & Frank***

Gerard walked out of the kitchen with Frank's lunch on a tray. He knew this wasn't going to be an easy task because Frank is a vegetarian so he could really only hope for the best. Gerard caught a faint reminder in his head that Mikey was bruised when he saw him. As he opened the door and descended the stairs, he hoped Frank wasn't worse. When he got to the bottom he was met with a disheveled Frank. The boy's hair was damp and he was on all fours. As Gerard got closer he could see that Frank was hooked up to a sex toy. Internally grew sad because he knew Frank wasn't used to stuff like this. For now though, he had to put on his tough face.

"Hey Frankie. I brought you some lunch love."

He sat the plate down in front of him and watched him expectantly. He reached out and ran his hand through Frank's hair. Frank pulled back a bit and Gerard sighed. He pushed the plate a little closer.

"Here, eat."

Deciding to give him some space, he stood up and walked over to lean on the table in the room. Frank looked up at Gerard. The pain was evident on his face, but mixed with the confusion of pleasure. It was interesting that Frank did not remove the toy when Mikey left. He looked at the plate. There was full fresh white fish on it. The fish was cooked well with a sprig of thyme over a carefully placed lemon as a garnish. Frank looked at it again then pushed it away. His stomach growled in protest of his words.

"I'm not hungry."

Frank tried to get up, but every move felt weakened. Still, he was a stubborn fuck and eventually made it shakily to his feet, but as soon as he tried to take a step he fell back to his knees. With a wounded pride, but not undaunted, he tried again. Gerard walked over and tried to help Frank stand. Frank pushed him with as much strength as he could.

"I'm just trying to help! You don't have to be so mean about it."

Gerard walked the short distance back to Frank and tried to help him again.

"I don't need your fucking help. I just need to get out of here. I don't even know what time it is. Hell is it even Friday anymore?"

He was worried. Worried about the date. Worried about his life, and his parents. Things had been so intense that Gerard even forgot the kid had parents or how young he really was.

"Right now, I really need to get to a bathroom and there is none down here, I can clearly see that, so I am heading upstairs."

"You have to stay here and you have to eat. Now Frank."

Gerard grabbed Frank and spun him back toward him.

"I'm serious Frank. Just eat and I'll think about letting you go upstairs for the bathroom. Yeah?"

Frank pushed him away.

"You'll think about it? What the fuck Gerard? I may be stuck as part animal at this point, but fuck if you are going to tell me when I can piss or not! Now get the fuck out of my way or you are going to find out things about me you never wanted to know!"

Gerard raised a brow at Frank and put his hand on his hip. He flipped his hair back and ran his free hand through it. He sighed a very long sigh and finally looked at Frank again.

"You are going to listen because I say so. Eat the fucking fish and you won't have problems. If you want me to let you do shit you have to do as you are told first. Now back on your knees and eat. Anything else is irrelevant at this point until you eat."

Gerard was not ready for it, he did not even think that Frank had it in him, but one moment he was leaning against the table and the next he was on his back on the floor. Frank was straddling him and it pushed the vibrator further into his prostate. Gerard held back a moan, but Frank was not as experienced with the toys and he caused the same for himself, but voiced it.

"Fucking hell! I need to get this out of me!"

Gerard waited for the right moment then he grabbed Frank's wrists and rolled them over so that he was on top.

"Ah, ah, ah. If I know my brother correctly you are not meant to take that out.”

Gerard pushed down, making sure he pushed into Frank's ass moving the vibrator in more.

"I'm sure this is worse than just eating the fish."

He moved down again and leaned forward to lick Frank.

It felt good, too good, but no, it was not supposed to. Frank knew what he needed to do, he cringed at the thought, but damn if he was going to be pushed around like this. He pulled his leg up and squarely kneed Gerard in his nuts. The look of pure surprise was evident until he groaned and fell over like a cartoon character. Frank pushed him over and groaned getting to his feet. Gerard had pushed the vibrator in further than Mikey had and it made walking worse. He made it to the stairs and dragged himself, limping up them. Frank really had to piss badly now. Gerard rolled over holding his nuts and tried to stand up. His eyes rolled back as he tried to gather himself.

"I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!"

Gerard finally got up and stumbled over to the stairs. He went up and headed straight for the bathroom.

"Frank!"

Gerard was beyond pissed. His balls hurt really bad and it's all because he was trying to be nice. Well fuck that. No more Mr. Nice Guy. Gerard kicked the cracked bathroom door open.

"What the fuck did you do that for!?"

Frank's laughter echoed from walls of Mikey's bedroom. He came strolling out with the sound of Mikey's personal facilities making telltale noises behind him.

"Sorry Gee, but when you gotta go, you gotta go."

Frank anticipated the move that Gerard did and jumped out of the way. His adaptation to his feline reflexes was surprisingly quick. Frank twirled a bit gracefully and landed on the sofa with an inquisitive look on his face.

"How do you manage to function with that in you? I mean I could barely move, but you... What is it with you guys and toys anyway?"

"Take your ass back down there! If Mikey comes back here and sees this it won't be good for either of us, and you really won't be able to move."

Gerard moved over to where Frank was sitting and braced himself for any sudden movements. When Frank just stayed there, staring at him he continued towards him and leaned over him.

"That was real fucked up, you know? I should fucking hurt you!"

"You know you won't though."

Frank was challenging him. He knew that Gerard's M.O. was never violence. He now knew why.

"Gee, you could not truly hurt a fly. Oh I do not doubt that you would try to punish me in some form, and yeah right now I deserve it because it was a low blow I gave you, not the kind I want to either."

Frank moved in to Gerard a bit with no fear in his eyes or body language. He leaned into his ear and purred his words carefully.

"I can make it up to you if you want... Massterrr"

Frank dragged out the s in the middle and rolled the r perfectly with his tongue flicking out along Gerard's ear. He reached out and lightly massaged his wounded cock.

"Would you like your little pet on his knees for you... Sir?"

Gerard closed his eyes and exhaled sharply.

"F-Frank... *groan* stop."

Gerard pulled back a little but Frank only leaned forward more and kept up what he was doing. Gerard was trying to think rationaly but it wasn't very easy with Frank doing what he was doing.

"Shit Frankie."

Gerard grabbed Frank's hair and pulled him up off the sofa. Frank barely winced and just kept massaging Gerard's cock.

"I-I have rules to follow. This isn't one of t-them."

"So tell me about these rules. Maybe we can find a loophole?"

Frank took the opportunity to slide to his knees. He really did love Gerard's cock and had grown fond of it during the month they had been together. In Frank's effort to keep Gerard enamored with him, he had made sure that he knew all the tricks that Gerard loved. They were coming very much in handy right now. Gerard was pliant, and Frank knew that the vibrator in him was not helping. He maneuvered Gerard into the chair near the sofa and he collapsed hard. Frank quickly scrambled between his legs and began to pull down the zipper on his jeans to release his cock.

"I don’t hear you talking Gee. How will I know the rules if you don’t tell them to me?"

Frank gripped the newly freed flesh and stroked it carefully. He watched Gerard's eyes shut tight, and listened to the noises that were not words leak out.

"Hmm, I guess cat's got your tongue huh Gee? Well this Kitten is going to catch something else with his tongue."

Frank went down on Gerard all the way to the hilt then began to pull out all the stops.

"Ah, fuck! Fuck Doll!"

Gerard bucked up into Frank's mouth and let his head fall back. Fuck, this isn't what he was supposed to be doing. How was he going to explain this to Mikey when he came back? Oh, instead of fish he wanted my cock? Um, no.

"Y-you are supposed to be in the b-base *moans* basement."

Frank flicked his tongue through Gerard's slit and he lost it.

"Fuck it."

He grabbed Frank's head and started fucking up into his mouth. Frank didn't falter as he continued to use his tongue the best he could while being fucked, and he was doing an amazing job at it.

"You're *pant* so fucking *pant* good Frankie. Oh, fuck!"

Frank kept up the pace, getting him closer and closer. He could have been cruel and stopped, but Frank had a feeling that it was even crueler to let him cum. He stilled his tongue and just worked his throat, tightening and constricting to create the pressure that he knew drove Gerard crazy. Frank reached up and brushed his hand against the plug that blocked entrance into Gerard's ass, pushing on it slightly. That is when Gerard lost it.

"Ohhhhhhh, fuuuck!"

Gerard pulled out as his cum spilled from him. Some of it landed on Frank's face.

"Fuck."

Frank lapped up what he could then went back in to milk Gerard dry. When he was spent he licked his lips and smiled just as the door opened up.

"Well now, I think I told you that you were not to cum Precious."

Frank looked over at Mikey and blushed. Mikey walked up and ran a finger down Frank's cheek. He brought it to his mouth and sucked it in.

"Frankie, why do you not have your toy in still?"

"I, uh, I asked permission to use the bathroom and was given it."

"Oh, wasn't that nice of your Master then? And he picked my private bathroom too."

"Yes, he was very understanding that I have never been like this before so he has been quite benevolent today."

Gerard sat up quickly and looked up at Mikey.

"I, uh, he needed the bathroom. I just followed to make sure he didn't do anything he wasn't supposed to and... I, uh, he just h-happened to use yours. I'm sorry Master."

Gerard bowed to Mikey.

Mikey walked over to Gerard and scratched his head a little. If Gerard had been in Kitten form it would have felt better. Mikey looked at Gerard then at Frank. Frank was licking his chops, trying very hard to not let instinct take over, but Mikey could see him losing the battle. Gerard suddenly found himself lifting his hand up and running it over Frank's cheek. Frank looked so beautiful. Gerard felt a twinge in his heart and had when he looked at Mikey he saw something change quickly. Mikey looked at Gerard and waited. Gerard stood up and turned into his Kitten form, making eye contact with Mikey the whole time. Gerard knew Mikey loved him in feline form and he loved to make Mikey happy. As Mikey ran his hand over Gerard's fur he smiled slightly and changed himself to Kitten form.

"Very pretty Precious."

Frank was wary now. Mikey gave Gerard an order and he disobeyed it. There was no way he or Gerard was getting out of punishment. This caused Frank to back up ever so slightly from the two other Kittens. Fortunately Mikey was concentrating on Gerard right now. Frank managed to creep out of the room and back down the stairs of the basement. Gerard silently cursed as he peeped Frank sneaking out. That little fucker got him in trouble and left him.

"M-Mikey, uh Master... I'm sorry."

Gerard could tell that Mikey was upset and he didn't wanna get himself in more trouble than he was already in. He dropped to his knees and presented himself, accepting defeat as he cursed Frank again. Gerard was surely gonna deal with him later.

Frank tried so hard to block it all out, but it was nearly impossible. In the end he was not surprised to see Gerard dragged down the stairs nearly unconscious by Mikey then tossed at his feet. He was no longer in Kitten form. Mikey looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"When he changes back he will be fine."

Mikey left the room and slammed the door, locking it. Frank crawled forward and cradled Gerard in his lap.

"Man Gee, I am sorry, I had no idea he would..."

He did not even realize that he was changing as he hugged Gerard tightly to his chest and rocked him. His emotions were going haywire and Frank cried for the first time in a long time.

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Gerard slowly batted his eyes open. He looked around and spotted Frank curled up with his head in his paws in the corner. When he sat up he groaned at the pain coursing through his body. That's when he remembered everything that happened the night before. Mikey surely got his point across, Gerard would not be a fool anymore.

"Hey, Frankie."

Gerard knew Frank was up cause he saw his ears perk at his movements. Frank stayed with his head down though buried. Gerard stood up slowly and moved over to Frank. He reached out and caressed his fur.

"The least you can do is answer me."

Frank faced Gerard. He looked horrible because he knew he had caused this pain. Frank could not help it. He felt guilty.

"Gerard I am so sorry, I didn't know he would... I have to get out of here. I can't, I just can't. Look, I promise not to contact you again all right?"

Frank was frantic now backing away from Gerard into the corner. Gerard soothed his voice to relax him again as he slowly moved toward him.

"I'm fine, okay? I've been in trouble before. I can handle it."

Gerard couldn't believe Frank actually cared about his actions, but he didn't want him feeling guilty.

"You can't leave anyway Frank. That'll get me next to killed."

Gerard reached over to scratch him behind his ear. Frank started purring and Gerard grinned. Kittens were so easy.

"Killed? But he's your brother? No, he could not do that, could he?"

Frank was nervous, there was no way right? Maybe if Frank just did what he was told everything would be fine right? That would mean submitting though and...why did what Gerard was doing feel so good?

"Gerard, I... Hey that feels kind of good."

Frank felt Gerard's hand travel down to the middle of his back then everything melting away. His purring got louder, and all he wanted to do is whatever he was told.

"Mmmm, please more."

Gerard smiled. Knowing where that perfect spot was on Frank to make him go limp was an advantage that he loved. He hadn't meant to say killed, but if Frank was gonna listen even in the slightest then he'd let him think Mikey would do it. He knew deep in his heart Mikey would never would though. Gerard pulled Frank up into his lap and started to rub under his chin. Frank leaned into the touch, and Gerard did what he'd been dying to do. He kissed Frank softly then pulled back and licked his lips.

"Your fur really is amazing."

Gerard's hand trailed down Frank's stomach.

"Can you just do me a favor and keep the antics at a limit? You're nature is very strong willed, and as a Kitten I can understand wanting to play but could you try? For me at least for the remainder of this day?"

Gerard chuckled because he wasn't stupid. He knew it would be a matter of time before Frank went back on his word. At least now he might wait until he was feeling better to start giving him trouble again.

Frank purred more, nuzzled against Gerard's neck. He began to lick a stripe up it and nip it lightly. Whatever Gerard was doing to him felt so good he could not help but want to be obedient.

"Please please Gee, anything you want, just don't stop. Give me more."

"What do you want Frankie?"

"You please, just take me, I I I,I need you please Master please."

Gerard moaned at the sounds of Frank begging. That would end up being the thing he wanted to hear most from Frank. Only in a good way though. Gerard laid Frank back on the floor then climbed between Frank's legs and started kissing him. He made sure he didn't brush his cock against Frank. He intended on not giving him any friction. Sure he wanted this but Frank got him in trouble so Frank still needed to get a punishment.

"You've been a bad boy Frankie. Why should I take you?"

He licked up Frank's chin all the way up to his ear. He nipped it softly and Frank pushed up into him. Gerard forced Frank back down and held him there by laying his bottom half on top of him. Gerard wanted badly to rut against him but he held his composure.

"I I I promise I'll be good. I'll be so good for you Master. Anything you want, do anything."

"Yeah?"

Gerard moaned and started moving against Frank. He wanted him badly. It then dawned on him that Mikey never said whether Frank could cum or not.

"Did Mikey say anything about you cumming?"

Gerard moved back and reached down to grab his cock. He lined himself up with Frankie's entrance and push the head in. He stopped and looked down at Frank waiting for his answer.

"No Master, *gasp* no instructions were given to me."

Frank arched his back and dug his claws into the floor pushing himself against Gerard more.

"More more, please more Master, I need more!"

Gerard pushed in a little bit more and stopped. Frank groaned out and tried to pull Gerard in more by wrapping his tail and legs around him.

"No. Not until I move. Understand?"

Gerard rubbed Frank's face and smirked at him. The boy looked absolutely amazing like this, Gerard would be a fool not to drag it out a little longer.

"Yes Master yes, anything, anything you want!"

Frank's vocabulary was reduced to pleading and begging with the same words.

"Fuck."

Gerard pushed all the way into Frank and moaned. He was so warm around him. Gerard started moving into Frank slowly.

"Mmm, you feel so fucking good."

"Ah Ah ah ah! "

Frank tried so hard to stay still to be a good pet to be... What the fuck? Why was he trying so hard to please Gerard? Sure he felt bad about what happened, but that did not mean that he was supposed to just lie here and take it right? Frank felt like he was in a haze of some kind. Like he was coming out of a fog. Fuck it felt good though. Thinking clearly, he could watch the faces Gerard was making. He was fucking him good though and right now, that was enough for Frank.

"Gee, please harder faster, fuck me!"

Gerard started thrusting in faster and harder just like Frank asked. He stopped and quickly switched positions so he was sitting up. Gerard positioned Frank into his lap and pushed him down on his cock. Frank moaned obscenely as Gerard pulled him down while he slammed up into him. Gerard watched Frank's faces as he moaned and tried his best to keep up with him.

"Fuck, you're so fucking... Fuck!"

Frank smirked, he was back in control again. He used his muscles to squeeze around Gerard's cock in a pulsating rhythm.

"That's it baby, fuck me, fuck me like you never want me to leave. Give me a reason to stay. Want to stay, want to be with you always Gee, always."

"Fuck, Frankie. I want you to stay baby. Oh, oh fuck."

Gerard pounded into Frank and hit his prostate. He felt himself getting closer to cumming. He didn't want it to end.

"I'm so close baby."

"That's it baby, fill me up, show how much you want, how much you need me, How much you want me to stay with you."

Gerard started jerking Frank off.

"I want you to cum with me baby."

Gerard shifted so that he was now sitting down. He ground up into Frank. Frank started pawing at his chest. That gave Gerard more motivation. He fucked Frank until he felt the familiar tightening.

"Baby I'm... I'm c-cumming. I'm fucking..."

"OH fuck, me too! Oh shit Gerard!"

Frank pushed hard into Gerard's chest as he came all over their stomachs. His fur was sticky for a moment and then he was just naked and shivering, having transformed back. Gerard covered Frank as much as he could with his own body.

"I..."

Gerard almost lost his mind to say what he wouldn't let himself.

"Are you okay?"

Was that honestly the best he could come up with after sex? Except that wasn't just sex. It was so much more and he felt it. He didn't know if Frank did though, and because of that he was going to play it safe. Besides, it could've just been the Kitten in them.

"Cold, so cold. Gee I need... Take a shower with me, warm me up?"

Frank sneezed and shivered. He was prone to getting sick easily, and Gerard knew this.

"Yeah. Okay."

Gerard moved Frank over and stood up. He held his hand out for Frank. Frank took his hand and stood up. He grabbed a nearby blanket from the shelf and wrapped Frank in it. Gerard picked him up bridal style and carried him up the steps.

"Open the door Doll."

Frank reached out and opened the door. Gerard pushed it open the rest of the way with his leg. He closed the door with his back and walked until he got to the bathroom.

He sat Frank down and went over to the shower. He started setting up the water and grabbing the things they needed.

***Mikey & Gerard***

Mikey was in the bedroom reading when he heard the shower start up. He got up and made his way out of the room. Compared to his private bath, the main bathroom was average size for a home. His room addition had been a gift from Him so that they could have private time. Still the other one was big enough for two, which is why Mikey was only mildly surprised to see Gerard there with Frank getting ready to take a shower. Surprisingly, Gerard was still bruised, indicating that he had not changed. Mikey wondered why. Gerard always changed after a punishment so that he healed quickly and did not need physical reminders of the pain. He watched as Frank spoke to him wrapped in a blanket from the basement. There was a softness in the way Gerard handled him and again Mikey was intrigued. He deiced to break his silence.

"Well now, what goes on here Precious?"

Gerard and Frank both looked in the direction of Mikey.

"I'm taking care of what's mine like a good Master should."

Mikey was taken aback a bit by the conviction in Gerard's voice and... Something else.

"Really now, and tell me Precious, what does taking care of what's yours entail?"

"You do it all the time and you also have a Master who takes care of you. So do I really have to tell you?"

Gerard knew he was pushing it now but he had a point. Mikey just wanted to belittle him some more in front of Frank. At this moment he didn't really like the feeling of Frank possibly thinking less of him.

"This is true however, I do not remember bathing you or carrying you around like this. Nor do I remember talking back to My Master for you. So tell me, where did you learn all that from Precious?"

Frank stood up now. He did not like the insinuations in Mikey's voice, and that was evident in his eyes.

"Gerard has taken care for me like this numerous times. We never fucked in a back alley, and while it was hotel rooms because obviously he could not bring me back to his home nor could I mine, this is not the first shower we have taken together nor is it the first time he has carried me after sex. I don’t know about Masters, but this is what you do with someone you love."

Frank let it hang in the air. Gerard knew what he was implying. Now he just waited to see if Mikey acknowledged it. It was an intense moment. Love... love was all that was swarming through Gerard's head. Had Frank just said in so many words that he loved him? He looked between the two of them then settled on Mikey because that was the safest thing to do.

"Sometimes you have to do what you have to even if it's wrong. At the end of the day that doesn't make me any less of a good Master. You have your way of doing things and I have mine. He was a good... pet so I'm treating him the way I want to. Just like you do with me and your Master does with you."

Gerard hated calling Frank a pet but he was in enough shit so he didn't think using the word boyfriend would be very smart of him.

"Interesting."

No more was said and Mikey left the room.

Gerard looked over at Frank and had to step back. The look of adoration that was in his eyes was so much like the look he gave his brother when all this first started. Back when Gerard was fucked up, drinking, and getting high. Mikey did everything he could to care for him.

Mikey had been gone, well Gerard was gone too, but not physically. He had been out all weekend at a party and had gotten wasted and fucked and then wasted again. It had been a good time, but Gerard's grades were suffering now. He was on the verge of getting kicked out of school. Mikey had been struggling in his classes since he was sixteen and thier parents died. Gerard had been a shit big brother and legal guardian, turning to the bottle not too long after the papers were signed. Now three years later, shit was not easier, but he just did not give a fuck. Gerard had been back since Monday, but Mikey was not there. He figured that he was in school, but Gerard forgot it was Spring break. He was lounging on the couch nursing a beer when the phone rang. He answered it.

"Fuck Man Gee Way, where have you been? I been calling you for three days now."

"I've been around. What's up?"

"Man you are still wasted aren’t you? I bet you don't even know it's Thursday do you?"

"What's Thursday got to do with anything?"

"You fucking dumbass, tomorrow is the big trip to Florida for Spring Break. Did you find anyone to watch the brat for you?"

"Oh, shit. I forgot. And don't call him that! He isn't here."

"Really? Well then where is he Gee Way? There has been no school for a week, you said he has no friends, think about it. Did he die or something?"

"Well if he did, thank you for the sympathetic way in which you asked asshole. I don't know where he is. I have to find out so I won't be going to Florida."

"Your loss fucker, no money back on your share of the blow either. Let me know for sure. Later hater."

"Yeah, whatever."

Gerard hung up his phone and sighed. He must have passed out because when he heard the door it was dark and no lights were on.

"Mikey? Is that you?"

"Gee..."

"Yeah. Turn on a light. Are you okay?"

Mikey did not turn the light on though, he moved through the house quietly, his shoes making no noise. Another sound was there, like an animal padding around the house.

"Gee, I figured it out. I know how to help you. We can get you clean for good."

"Mikey, I am fine. How many times do I have to tell you I do not have a problem!"

Mikey walked further into the room. Gerard noticed that his eyes were bright despite the dark.

"Gerard did you even know I was gone? Did you even know that I was not in school? If you did it would be an improvement from forgetting me at winter recess and leaving me with no food and forgetting to pay the fucking oil bill."

There was an edge in Mikey's voice that was usually not there. Mikey was docile and reserved, mostly because he was afraid of Gerard.

"I noticed and I was going to look for you. I even cancelled my trip for tomorrow. I noticed okay? I'm okay. I can control it and I don't need help. I just need time. Ya know? I got it."

"Really Gerard? What day is it?"

Mikey walked even closer, and bleary eyed Gerard noticed he was wearing a brown coat made of some kind of fur.

"Thursday Mikey. What is up with the fucking interrogation? Please just leave me alone. You're questioning me? How about you? Where the hell have you been?"

Mikey slid a hand across the top of the sofa and Gerard saw he was wearing matching gloves. Mikey moved to the end of sofa at Gerard's feet.

"Oh, well I was at a bit of a party and it ran all week."

Mikey began to rub Gerard's ankles with the gloves on. They were really soft and he could feel his bones being kneaded through them. It felt really good. Mikey placed a knee on the end and stretched his body. Gerard now saw that it was not a coat, but a full suit. A cat suit.

"And by the way Gee, it's Saturday, not Thursday. It's past midnight too, and it's the Ninth. Happy Birthday Big Brother."

Mikey began to crawl forward up to him, taking his time in quite the slinky manner.

"W-what the fuck are you doing?"

Gerard back up until he couldn't go anymore. That didn't stop Mikey at all. He was still advancing on him.

"What has gotten into you? What is wrong with you and what the fuck are you wearing? Back the fuck up Mikey!"

"Awww Gee, is that the way you talk to your precious little brother? Remember when mom and dad died? You told me that I was all you had left and that I was precious to you. You were going to take care of me. Unfortunately, I ended up taking care of you. I stopped being precious to you, instead the booze and drugs became precious, but you never stopped being precious to me Gee. Even when you gave me that black eye for pouring your Jack down the sink or when you fractured my arm for spilling your coke . All that time I still loved you. I still looked for ways to help you and now I finally found one."

Something clicked for Gerard just then. It was slow, but he realized that Mikey was using both his arms to crawl to him. His bum arm was working fine. Normally he could not even hold a glass without it flaring up.

"Y-Your arm...? What is happening? If this is some cruel joke I promise I'll stop right this instant. Just please stop freaking me out. I love you Mikey. You are all I have a-a-and I didn't mean t-to do those th-things."

Gerard reached out and touched Mikey's arm. He felt Mikey's bones through the fur and his eyes grew wide.

"M-Mikey seriously... What is going on? I'm not on anything right now. O-O-Or m-maybe I am because you f-feel like an animal. Your... eyes. Mikey... please."

Gerard was staring at Mikey in utter disbelief and confusion.

"What's w-wrong with you? This is some joke. It has to be. I won't... anymore. Just..."

Gerard couldn't make sense of any of this. He couldn't even stop repeating himself. There was an overwhelming feeling of being lost, and he just wanted everything back to before he became a failure.

"I don't understand what's going on, and m-maybe it's because I'm drugged or something. I promise I won't do it anymore. Mikey please just s-stop whatever this is. I get it now."

Gerard had no place else to go. Mikey crawled all the way up to him and stopped practically in his lap. If the sofa was not against a wall Gerard would have gotten away, but he was trapped. Mikey looked predatory, not like his sweet little brother who would do anything for him. He draped his arms over Gerard and sighed.

"I met someone Big Brother. He is tall, handsome, not dark though because he is bald, well most of the time."

Mikey giggled at this remark.

"He helped me see things in a different light. He helped me to be stronger and better. I am better now Gee, and I can take care of you again."

Mikey moved his mouth to whisper in Gerard's ear. He flicked out his tongue as he did. There was no way that Mikey knew this was a thing for Gerard, but after releasing a groan he knew then.

"Sensitive ears huh Precious?"

Mikey nipped at the flesh lightly, and Gerard could not help leaning into it a bit. Mikey moved closer and pushed a thigh between Gerard's legs. He smirked at Gerard’s reaction to this.

"Poor Gee, all hard up and no place to... cum? Let me take care that for you."

"M-Mikey you can't d-do that. Stop."

Gerard was panting now.

"What has g-gotten into you? I can't... STOP! Mikeyyyy! Stop!"

Mikey wasn't stopping though, his hand was moving down and caressing his cock through his pants. Gerard was too weak to push him away. His body was still coming off his high, even two days later, fuck two days.

"Mmmm Gee, relax, I only want to make you feel good while I tell you more about my experience with Him."

Mikey sighed dreamily. His hand was now working Gerard's zipper open and slipping inside to grasp...

"Oh naughty Big Brother, not wearing any underwear. Makes my job easier."

Mikey grasped his cock and began to stroke it slow and deliberate.

"I was scared at first you know. I mean he is older than you Gee, much older, but he was so nice and he bought me food and it tasted so good after just ramen for the last six months. He said I was too skinny and that I needed to take better care of myself. I told him that you take care of me and he said that maybe I needed a new caretaker."

Mikey did something with his wrist and Gerard cried out. Mikey continued talking.

"He took me to a hotel that was nicer than the ones we stayed in. We had strawberries and champagne and he gave me a bath. He did not even touch me. He was a complete gentleman."

"Mikey. *pant* Mikey I'm s-sorryyy."

Gerard moaned and threw his head back.

"You shouldn't h-have w-w-w-went o-off alone. H-He could've... oh, fuck! He could've hurt y-you."

Gerard was trying so hard to ignore what Mikey was doing but he was doing it so well, and he hated himself for admitting that. Sure he came onto him in the past but only when he was fucked out of his mind.

"Oh no, He would never hurt me, he only wanted to help me. Take away the pain that our life caused us. You too Gee, he wanted to mend what you did to my body and my heart."

Mikey moved his face from Gerard's ear down to his neck then licked a stripe with his rough tongue... rough?

"He asked me to go away with him and leave you, but I couldn't. I told him that I loved you and he asked me how much and I said more than my own life."

Mikey nipped lightly at Gerard's neck and it felt like little pinpricks that made him shudder. He sped his hand movements up.

"He offered me a new life, and I said it had to include you. I told him about you Gee, all your problems and how you tried to put your heart in the right place. He said I could help you if I gave myself to him, and you know what... I did and it was amazing."

Gerard groaned loudly. He couldn't comprehend much anymore. He felt like he was losing it. All those years of alcohol and drugs finally caught up to him and he was doomed. At least that's what he was telling himself right now.

"Mikey... oh Mikey."

Gerard shifted up into Mikey. Why wasn't he fighting this anymore?

"Mikey I'm *pant* sorry. I can't stop t-telling you how s-sorry I am."

"He told me so much about them and how they could help us. I listened and I believed him and Gee, it has been an amazing week. Now I am here to help you. Never again will you have to depend on drugs and booze, it will all go away, and we can be together forever."

Mikey caressed Gerard's face with the other pawed, gloved, whatever the fuck, hand. He pulled Gerard into a kiss and jacked him faster. Mikey tasted of milk for some reason and of Mikey. It was a taste that Gerard had known from the past, forcing his mouth on Mikey, but this was different.

"Okay Mikey. Just... get this over with s-so I can wake up or sleep o-or w-w-whatever."

"Your wish is my commend Precious."

Mikey did something else with his wrist that went from base to tip and Gerard lost it. At the same time Mikey bit down hard on his neck. Gerard came harder than he ever did before then slumped over.

"Happy Birthday Gee, welcome to the family."

"Gee, Gee, I'm getting cold again."

Frank brought Gerard back from where his memories had taken him.

"O-oh. I'm sorry Frankie."

Gerard walked over to the shower and felt the water.

"Come on and get in."

Gerard held his hand out for Frank. He never noticed how much he did that before in the past but he surely did now. Frank took it and stepped on his tip toes to kiss Gerard's cheek before he entered the steamy shower stall.

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Gerard kissed Frank's forehead after pulling covers up over him. They had just finished watching movies together until Frank got tired. Gerard's mind was stuck on the flashback he had ever since the movie ended. When Frank said he was tired he almost jumped for joy. It's not that he wasn't having fun with Frank, because he was, but he wanted to talk to Mikey. He looked at Frank one last time before closing the door and making his way to Mikey's room. He knocked on the door then waited for Mikey to tell him to enter. When he did he walked in and stood by the door.

"Hey Mikey."

"By the fireplace."

Gerard followed Mikey's voice over to the fireplace. He looked down at him and smiled sadly.

"Hey Mikes."

Gerard shifted his weight to the left side as he worried his lip.

"Can we talk?"

Gerard could not see Mikey’s face. He was facing the fireplace. Mikey gestured to the floor in front of him. Gerard inhaled and slowly exhaled. He walked over to the spot Mikey pointed at and sat down. He looked at Mikey's face but couldn't tell what emotion was on it.

"A-Are you okay?"

He started biting his lip nervously again and picking at a string on his pajama pants.

"Why?"

Gerard's raised a brow at Mikey.

"Because you don't seem too happy with me. Your answers are blunt and to the point and you won't even look at me. Why won't you look at me?"

Gerard started to get anxious and he didn't know why. Maybe it was Mikey's behavior. It was one thing for him to be upset and punish him. It was a completely different thing to act like he doesn't want him around altogether.

Mikey turned to Gerard and saw the tear tracks in the dancing light of the fire. Mikey had removed his glasses and laid them on the table. He then turned back.

"Now I looked at you, are you happy?"

Gerard dropped his head and sniffed.

"I don't like you treating me like this."

"How should I treat you then? Do you want me to smack you around? Do you want me to make it so you cannot sit or walk for months? Do you want me keep you immobile in bed tethered so you cannot even take a piss? Is that what you want hmmmm?"

"N-No Mikey!"

Gerard was getting hysterical now, and he felt weak and vulnerable.

"You have a pet now to take care of. You are his Master, I should just give you space to be that right now."

Gerard crawled closer to Mikey.

"I-I don't want space. Why do you have to act like this Mikey?"

"Maybe I am just trying to let you go."

Gerard inhaled sharply as his mouth fell open. His face showed the deepest pang of hurt he's ever felt. He sobbed and shook his head slowly.

"Why don't you want me anymore?"

Gerard was close to hyperventilating now. It felt like he was in the shock of withdrawal from quitting his hardest drug and he needed it to function.

"I never said I did not want you Precious, I just think I am holding you back. It's obvious that you really care for your pet. I just want what's best for you."

Gerard nodded quickly and grabbed Mikey's hand.

"You're what’s best for me. I'm not me without you. If it weren't for you I wouldn't be here and I wouldn't have a pet."

Mikey's hand was trembling in Gerard’s grasp. He saw the tremor move up through his body till it was a full shudder. He pulled on Gerard lightly persuading him to crawl into his lap.

Gerard crawled into Mikey's lap and hugged him tightly. Mikey circled his waist and looked up at him. At this height Gerard was taller. He reached up and caressed his cheek.

"Change."

Gerard took in a shaky breath.

"W-W-What?"

Gerard rubbed his eyes and looked at Mikey like a lost puppy. Mikey softened his look and took a deep breath before changing with Gerard in his lap.

"Change for me Gee."

Gerard pulled back and changed to Kitten form for his Master.

"So beautiful like this. I remember the first time you changed for me. I fell in love with you all over again."

Mikey did nothing to hide his intent. He lifted Gerard up till he was in the right position then pulled him down so that they were locked together. This was not about sex or power, this was something else. Mikey pulled Gerard down and kissed him like he had not in a long time. He caressed his back and watched as Gerard arched to his touch,

"Mine, My Precious."

"Yours, Master. Always yours."

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