tw: mentions of rape
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Frank was still ecstatic, even while he was in the car and on the way home. He really had a friend. A real one. Not just his siblings from his first home, or the kittens he was forced to house with when he was purchased, but someone who truly enjoyed his company, other than his master of course.

They hadn't even made it to his house yet but Frank already wanted to know when they could do it again.

"Have fun?" Dallon asked, breaking the silence. 

Frank's ears perked up at the sound of his voice and he looked over to Dallon. "Yes! So much fun." He said with a smile.

"I'm happy to hear that, because I had alot of fun with you too." Dallon said, keeping his eyes on the road, but his happiness shone through in his voice.
"You think you'd want to hang out with me again?"

Frank gasped a bit, barely being able to hold in the squeal in his throat. "Of course." Was all he said, but on the inside he was going mad.

"Great." Dallon said with a grin.

...

Dallon pulled into Gerard's driveway right behind one of Gerard's few cars parked outside the large garage. He got out and walked to Franks side and opened the door for him.

"Thank you." The kitten blushed shyly.

Dallon and Frank walked to the door, well Dallon walked and Frank had to be dragged along since he was distracted by a butterfly flying in the opposite direction. Dallon only had to knock once before Gerard opened the door with a warming smile directed at Frank. Frank giggled and leaped into his arms licking his face excitedly while Dallon stood awkwardly and wished that he was in the older man's position. Gerard quickly noticed Dallon's badly hidden jealousy and smirked to himself.

"Thank you so much for getting Frankie home safe. I assume you two had fun?" Gerard said shifting Frank to his hip.

"Oh yeah we had loads of fun didn't we, Frank?" Dallon said.

"Yeah! I wanna do it again." Frank said looking up to his master. "If that's okay with you."

Gerard smilled at how polite he was. He had slowly warmed up to the idea of Frank being so respectful to him, he was housing him for free afterall.

"Of course, kitten. If that's okay with Dallon." Gerard said, partly teasing since he knew that Dallon would gladly take Frank right back to his apartment if he let him.

"Oh definitely! Frank is loads of fun." He said with a smile.

Frank blushed at the complement and hid his face in Gerard's neck.

"Well I've got to go but, uh, see you later sir. Bye Frankie." Dallon said with a small wave.

The second he was off the door step Gerard shut the door and went inside, locking both the doors as he usualy does. The second they waked un Frank perked up sniffing. He was about to speak but didn't, out of habit he tapped Gerards shoulder to ask for permission instead.

"Hm?"

"What's that?" He askes referring to the smell of cooking food.

"Ah, I made spaghetti while you were gone. I'm not the best cook but I'm sure it's edible." Gerard said half joking. He had a chef, but he had them take of with psy for the weel Frankie was brought home. He just didn't want any strangers who weren't him or his closest friends around his neko.

"Smells good." Frank said quietly. He undid his arms From around Gerard's neck as he was sat down at the dinner table.

There was a plate, a cup, and some silverware sitting infront of him waiting to be filled while Gerard finished up the food. Frank felt uncomfortable just sitting at watching Gerard slave over a hot stove for him while he did nothing but wait. This was wrong.

"I-I, Gee?" Frank said nervously.

Gerard turned around immediately when he heard the tone of the kittens voice.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I just feel l-like I should be helping. . ." Frank expressed.

"With cooking?" Gerard said.

Frank nodded and looked down at his fingers on his lap. "I usually cook for my mastersand I feel bad because you're doing all the work. . . I am your slave afterall." His voice grew quieter as he went on.

"Oh, darling." Gerard sighed sympathetically.

Frank looked up with glossy eyes, not aure if Gerard was pitting him or if he felt disappointed that he had spent all this money on a stupid neko.

"I-I'm sorry." Frank said, his gaze fell back to his thighs.

"Don't apologize, Frankie. You've done nothing wrong. It's what you're used to and I can't blame you fro feeling the way that you do." Gerard said.

"I just feel useless. . . I know I'm not because I used to serve my old masters but for you, I do nothing." Frank expressed the best he could.

Part of Gerard understood why Frank felt that way but the other half was at a loss of what to do. He definitely wouldn't put tge kitten to work to make them feel more normal because obviously what they were used to is crule.

"Frankie, things are just different here okay? You don't work for me, you live for me, and thats about it. I didn't but you so that you could be my little maid, I've already got one of those."

"I'm sorry."

Gerard sighed. "Darling there's no reason to be sorry."

Frank still had a little stubborn frown on his face. Gerard walked over to him and picked him up, Frank allowed him to, reacting a bit like a ragdoll when he was lifted off the ground. Gerard placed the kitten at his hip and continued cooking, hoping that being closer would make him feel like he was participating.

After a while Frank warned up to the plan and started interacting with Gerard. Not cooking for him, but with him instead. Gerard was surprised, for a kitten who many would deem dumb he seemed to know what he was doing when it came to cooking.

"Sir?"

"Hm?"

"You should make garlic bread to go along with it" Frank said. "I-If you wanted to."

Gerard  smiled fondly at the kitten and ran a clean hand over his ears. "That's a lovely idea, Frankie but I don't have any."

Frank made a face of confusion that Gerard found cute. . . He found everything that Frank did cute. "Well I'm sure you have yeast and flour."

"Yeast?" Gerard asked. What the hell was that?

"Yeah, I'm sure your chef has yeast somewhere in here." Frank said. He looked up at Gerard who was not the confused one.". . .To make the bread." He added.

"Oh, You know how to make bread?" Gerard questioned.

"Yes, sir." Frank said. Gerard smilled, Frank seemed to be proud of himself for once.

"That's really impressive. I can barely make cereal without causing a fire."

Frank giggled and Gerard was positive that his insides had melted from the sound.

"I can make the bread on my own. Its easy." Frank said wiggling his legs as a sign of wanting to be put down.

Gerard put him down gently and he ran his hands down his dress. He walked over to the cabinets and searched through them until he found all the ingredients he needed, including the yeast that Gerard was still confused on.

Gerard didn't feel comfortable leaving Frank alone in the kitchen, afraid that something bad would happen resulting in Frank getting hurt so he decided to sit at the bar stool and watch him.

The adorable faces of concentration that Frank made while cooking caused Gerard to "awe" every now and then. He actually seemed to like cooking, as long as it wasn't against his will. He was far more experienced than Gerard had expected him to be considering he couldn't even tell time but he didn't once have to help Frank other than pushing bowls further onto the counter when they came close to the edge.

"It's almost done." Frank said softly, sudenly standing beside him with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, alright. Tell me when it's ready so I can get it out of the oven for you."

"Okay." He smilled.

"So, tell me about your other masters. I'm interested." Gerard said pointing to the other barstool.

Frank leaped into the chair and sat on his knees, making his dress ride up. Gerard noticed and pushed it back down so that it was at his thigh and not exposing the panties he put on him that morning.

"Whatayou wanna know?" Frank asked.

"Um, just tell me how it was. What were your rules exedra. . ."

"Oh well my first "master" was my mama's breeder and I don't remember much about him since I was a baby." Frank said kicking his legs.

"Well what about your first real owner?"

"He was truly terrible." Frank sighed. "I already told you about his awful punishments"

"You did, he sounds horrible. I'm sorry you had to go through that."

"He made me hate myself." Frank said simply. Gerard's heart ached to hear the teen talk like that. "But he used me the most?" Frank asked almost directing it as a question to Gerard.

"I'm sorry you went through that. You didn't deserve to be treated that way."

"I guess. . . I got nice stuff sometimes after. Like treats and stuff. Never extra meals like the others because I was kind of chubby. Still am." He said motioning to his thighs.

"You're definitely not chubby." Gerard chuckled putting a hand on Franks waist and squeezing. Frank giggled and twitched away.

"Yeah-huh. My thighs are all big, and you cant even see my ribs." He complained going to pull up his dress to show Gerard but he was stopped by the mans strong hand pulling his own back down.

"Frankie, darling, you know that you're not supposed to see your ribs. Thats a sign that you're under-weight." Gerard explained, keeping his hand over Frank's.

Frank didn't mind the hand. In fact he loved Gerard's hand covering his own, protecting him. No one was ever there to do that for him. To assure him that he was in-fact worthy of live and care, someone to not let anyone else touch him or use him.

"All the other kittens were so skinny that you could see their ribs though. I don't know whats wrong with me. Master said that it made me less desirable."

Gerard had already spotted flows in this mans logic but telling Frank that because he was raped he must have been attractive didn't seem like the best idea.

"Frankie, you're the mist gorgeous boy i've ever seen. Your weight his perfect, same with your stomach and your thighs are adorable." Gerard assured him rubbing his thumbs over Franks knuckles.

"Really?"

"I wouldn't lie to you, darling."

"Thank you." He says softly, thanking him for multiple things at once. But he still had a feeling in his chest keeping him from being completely content.

The kitten hopped off the stool and crawled skillfully into his masters lap with no warning. Thankfully Gerard was quick thinking enough to wrap his arms around Franks small body. They hugged for a moment, enjoying the sound of each other's breaths and heartbeats before a loud buzz sounded through the house. Frank didn't react, almost like he couldn't hear it and Gerard wanted to pretend he couldn't either if that meant holding the boy in his lap even longer but he would hate to see Frank upset over his bread being over-cooked.

Frank was in such deep thought after their conversation now that he might as well had been in another universe. Talking about his past somehow made him feel even more useless. And now that he was sat on top of his master in a dress, exposed to him while Gerard kept his hands respectfully right above his ass like a father would do his son the feeling of uselessness doubled. No, Frank didn't enjoy the random, casual molestation that took place when his previous master got a little horny, but that was all he knew. He was but a cute little sex toy with no proper purpose other than to be available when he was needed.

"I think your bread is done, lovely."

"O-Oh yeah thank you." Frank stammered abusing his glossy eyes with the back of his hand.

"Are you okay?" Gerard asked, concerned about the kitten.

Frank nodded his head and walked over to the over with his tail wrapped around his thigh, Gerard knew that he only did that when he felt bad about something so that put him on edge. Had he made Frank feel like this? Was he prying?

"Frankie, I'm sorry I asked about all that I should've known better." Gerard apologized.

Frank looked back at his master with a confused expression. "You didn't do anything, Gee. I'm sorry I made you feel like you did."

"Something is wrong, I can tell." Gerard informed him.

Frank shook his head refusing to burden his master with something as unimportant as his emotions. He was here to serve not to be comforted but how was he to feel when his master didn't want him?

"Can I ask you something, master?" He asked nervously, part of him wanting his master to say no.

"Mmh" Gerard hummed back.

"I-I- Can you get the bread out? I cant reach the mits?" Frank asked instead. That was an actual problem though and the counter was full so he couldn't climb it like he would.

Gerard chuckled and went over to grab the mits, he wasn't planning on letting Frank do it on his own anyways, he would hate to see him damage his pretty skin.

"There you go," He said. "It smells fucking amazing."

"Thank you." Frank smiled happily. But the joy was all fake.

"But, Frankie thats not what you were going to say."

Frank sighed. "Yeah. I just don't wanna make you mad."

"Frank don't ever worry about upsetting me I would never hurt you unless you needed it."

For some reason Frank found himself interested in what he meant by that but he decided that now was not the time.

"Well I just um- Why don't you. . . Do you think i'm pretty?" Frank asked. Every man who had used him made sure to go on and on about to pretty he was. The word still made him cringe coming out of his own mouth.

"Frank you're the prettiest boy i've ever seen, i've told you this before, darling." Gerard said.

"Yeah, I know. You just don't ever come on to me or even like. . . ugh."

That was when Gerard got what he was trying to say.

"Oh, kitten." He cooed scooping Frank up from the back of his thighs.

"I'm sorry." He whimpered.

"Shh, shh, shh. Frankie I do find you attractive, but you're not here for me to use" Gerard explained.

"Is it because too many people have had me? You don't want me because i'm a whore." Frank whimpered and buried his face into his masters chest.

"To me you're as pure as a virgin."

"What?" Frank asked clearly confused.

"You've never consented to sex, have you?"

Frank shook his head.

"A virgin." Gerard said. He used his fingertips to tilt Franks head up to look at him and grinned when he did.

"I'm tired, Gee." Frank said.

"What about dinner?"

"Can I eat later?"

"That's fine, lets get you into bed, kitten."

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hi

So i made a oneshot book and the first chapter is up rn so go check that out and please if you a plot or and idea for one of them please comment there or dm me !!

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- serrae🦇