Chapter 33

Kurt awoke the next morning to an empty bed. There was a note on the pillow beside his, which he noticed as he sat up, and a wrapped box at the foot of the bed. He picked up the paper and unfolded it, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

Kurt,

I had to leave to help Coop with something. Sorry I can't be there to wake you up. I left you a present on the bed. Feel free to use it.

Blaine

Kurt read over the note a few times before sighing and pushing the covers off, gritting his teeth a little at the lingering pain from the night before.

He grabbed the box off the edge of the bed and pulled at the tape across the top, lifting the lid slowly and gasping at what he saw.

*break*

Blaine kicked his shoes off tiredly and flopped down onto the couch with an 'oomph'. Leave it to his brother to ask for help moving the day he moved out. He sighed again and dragged his eyelids back open, glancing around curiously, wondering where Kurt had run off to. He noticed shy eyes peeking out from the dining room, the rest of his body hidden in the shadow of the table.

Blaine stood and walked to the dining room, crouching down and grinning at Kurt.

"Hey baby. What you doing down there?" he asked lightly. A faint hum answered him. "Well come on out and let me see you." Blaine coaxed, moving back a bit. Kurt crawled out from under the table, resting his bum on his heels and looking up at Blaine innocently.

"Meow?" his head quirked to the side curiously. Blaine ran his eyes over him, grinning at what he saw. Kurt had a thin black headband on, that blended in with his hair, two soft curved cat ears on either side of his head. A large fluffy tail, grey with a white tip, was attached to a butt plug lodged firmly in his ass, running along his crack and tickling his balls every time he moved. He had taken the liberty of drawing little grey whiskers on his face, just off his nose, and had managed to get his hands into the paw mitts Blaine had gotten. They forced his hands to curl into fists so he had no use of his fingers. The final touch was the new heart on his collar, hidden behind the largest one with his name, but very clearly stating Property of Blaine Anderson.

"Such a pretty kitty." Blaine cooed, rubbing just behind his ears. Kurt made a happy little 'hmmm' and leaned into his touch. Blaine turned and went back to the couch. Kurt didn't follow right after. Instead he came prancing out a few minutes after, a bowl held firmly in his teeth. Blaine had gotten two wide shallow bowls for his food and water, his name engraved on them artistically. He dropped it with a clang in front of Blaine and gave him a dubious look. Blaine laughed loudly and snatched it, filling it with some fruit and setting it on the ground beside him. Kurt hummed happily again and rubbed his face into Blaine's leg before picking up a grape between his lips delicately, tilting his head back to get it into his mouth and chewing it delicately. Blaine chuckled and rubbed his shoulder.

He finished eating and smiled, scrambling onto the couch and bumping his head against the underside of Blaine's chin, purring lightly. Blaine's fingers trailed down his tail, pressing the fur into his ass and inner thigh lightly. He let out a whimper and pushed back into his hand.

"I got you some toys kitty." Blaine said happily a few moments later. Kurt perked up eagerly and sat back, waiting patiently while Blaine dug into his bag. He rolled a shiny silver bell on the ground away from them and Kurt launched off the couch, batting it and chasing after it again. Blaine laughed as Kurt managed to knock it into a corner, pawing at it desperately for a second before sitting back and yowling loudly. Blaine grabbed the bell for him and sent it clattering across the floor again.

Kurt eventually got bored with the bell and fell onto his side, rolling over adorably and pawing at Blaine's leg. Blaine chuckled and scratched his chest, making the younger hum happily once more.

A loud knock sounded a few minutes later, and Kurt jumped a little, twisting onto all fours again and hissing at the door. Blaine patted his head comfortingly and went to answer the door, Kurt peeking around the corner after him.

The door swung open to reveal a smiling Finn.

"Hey Blaine. Kurt home?" he asked, stepping inside. Blaine looked back at Kurt, who shrugged and crawled back up onto the couch, meowing loudly. Finn poked his head around the corner a few seconds later and rolled his eyes, sniggering. "You're nuts." He laughed. Kurt hissed at him. "Mom asked me to drop these off." He continued, putting a familiar box on the table. Kurt's eyes widened in horror.

"What is that?" Blaine asked, sitting on the couch and letting Kurt clamber into his lap again, motioning for Finn to sit as well.

"His sai swords I think." Finn guessed. "They found them in the attic when they were cleaning up."

"Sai swords?" Blaine asked accusingly, looking down at Kurt who just meowed piteously back.

"Oh don't get pissy, he's not gonna chop his head off." Finn defended his brother. "He's actually pretty freaking good." Kurt gave Blaine a look that very clearly said 'I told you so'.

"Oh don't you start with me." he grumbled. Finn laughed at them and rolled his eyes.

"I gotta go, I'm picking up Quinn." He said, standing up. Kurt straightened up and twisted his head to the side.

"Meow?"

Finn laughed and shook his head. "I asked her out a few days ago. Dumped Rachel." He shrugged. Kurt smiled smugly and bumped his head into Finn's hip.

"You're crazy dude." Finn repeated, mussing up his hair. Kurt rolled his eyes as Finn turned to leave.

When he was gone, Kurt stared up at Blaine and mewed hopefully, stretching out across his lap and whimpering as he glanced between Blaine and his stomach. Blaine chuckled and rubbed his belly obligingly. Kurt mewled happily and smiled as he melted into the touch.

Blaine's hand hit something hard as he stroked his kitten's stomach absentmindedly. He glanced down to see that Kurt had managed to slide further onto his lap, effectively putting his cock in full view and right by Blaine's hand.

"Oh, is my little kitty in heat?" Blaine teased.

"Yes Master." Kurt whispered, bucking into his hand when it trailed over his length lightly. He mewed piteously and stared at Blaine with wide eyes, almost whimpering. Blaine pulled him up by his shoulders and hissed in his ear softly.

"You look thirsty baby. Do you want some of Master's milk, kitty?" Kurt nodded almost violently, struggling out of Blaine's grip and onto the floor, pawing desperately at his zipper. Blaine chuckled above him and popped his pants open, pulling his cock out and pumping it slowly as Kurt watched, wide eyed.

As soon as Kurt had access, he crawled closer and took Blaine's cock into his mouth with a moan, licking at the tip before taking him deeper and starting to suck on him. Blaine let his fingers run through the other's hair, petting his fake ears as well. "That's a good little kitten, work for your milk like a good boy…"

Kurt started to deep throat him, and Blaine took the chance to grab the back of his head and start fucking his face, no longer letting Kurt be in control.

Blaine slowed down a bit just to ask, "Ready for your milk, kitten? 'Cause here it comes…" Kurt moaned eagerly, returning to sucking on his Master's cock until he came in his mouth. Kurt started swallowing it happily until Blaine pulled out and let the last bit out around his mouth, ordering him to lick it up. "Yes, Master…" Kurt cleaned him up without question and Blaine watched with greedy eyes.

"That was a nice treat for my kitten, wasn't it? What do you say baby?"

"Thank you, Master…" Kurt whimpered happily. He nuzzled his face into Blaine's crotch, breathing in his heady scent and mewling. He pushed his hips forward, looking for friction and meeting Blaine's calf. Blaine pulled him into his lap and wrapped a tight hand around Kurt's member. The countertenor whined desperately, bucking into his hand and mewing. His tail got caught between his ass and Blaine's hand, the soft fur brushing again his cock. His meows turned to moans and he arched his back desperately.

"Do you wanna cum kitty?" Blaine cooed in his ear.

"Yes Master, please!" Kurt shrieked, throwing his head back.

"Well then cum." Blaine said as if it was obvious. Kurt let his seed shoot out in short bursts, crying out as it did and collapsing into Blaine's arms, panting. They curled into each other until their breathing calmed. Kurt nudged his head into Blaine's chin again and purred softly.

"Well for my first time with a cat, that was pretty awesome." Blaine hummed. Kurt hissed playfully at him and squirmed out of his lap, landing on all fours with grace and leaning forward on his palms, spreading them slightly wider than shoulder width. "Oh, you wanna play now, huh?" Blaine chuckled. He grabbed a ball out of his bag, this one much bigger than the bell, and covered with weird sparkly pink fuzz. He waved it in front of Kurt's face playfully for a second before tossing it across the room. Kurt scrambled after it and flipped onto his back, holding it between his hands and feet and yowling at the thing above him.

Blaine laughed.