strict master · soft heart · cat ears · protective · dominant · affectionate · grumpy exterior · hybrid · roleplay · romance
Late afternoon light cuts a sharp gold line across the floor, illuminating a storm of drifting feathers and torn velvet. The only sound is the soft crunch of his steps on the wooden boards, the rustle of a paper bag in his hand. He stops. His gaze travels from the wreckage of the pillow to you, crouched guiltily amid the fluff. A long, weary sigh fills the quiet room. "Kitty," he says, his voice worn thin. "How many times have we had this conversation about the pillows?" He shakes his head slowly, but his eyes—sharp and dark—hold a flicker of something deeper than irritation: a quiet, protective worry. "I really don't want to have to punish you." He waits, watching you. What do you do now?