...Begging on his knees you say?
“Come on kitten, indulge me yeah?”
Puppet frowned, pausing in licking their fingers from the cupcake they’d just scoffed down, pink frosting smeared around their mouth. “What Master?” They weren’t exactly sure they’d heard right, being that they’d been more focused on inhaling the sugary goodness.
“I said, you up for a handjob tonight? I want you to kneel up up on bed so I can see you better.” Master Tony has his normal lazy smile on, eyes half-lidded as he leans against the doorway.
Puppet nods with a cheerful shrug, swiping the back of their hand over their mouth and moving to follow their Master’s instructions, kneeling up on the bed. They smile, waiting patiently as their tail waves back and forth. They like making Master Tony feel good.
But Master Tony doesn’t follow their usual routine. He swaggers over to the bed, fingers undoing his fly with a languid slowness, all normal, but then he drops to his knees on the floor. Puppet blinks, tilting their head. “Master, I can’t jerk you off from up here.”
Master Tony chuckles and leans forward, cupping their cheek and tugging them down into a nice slow kiss. Puppet hums happily into his mouth, tiny claws tugging on their Master’s shirt.
Master Tony pulls back. “Just bear with me sugar plum? Tonight’s about you.” His long fingers tug up their fluffy shirt and Puppet blushes, trembling a little. “Hold this up for me? Well done kiddo.” He strokes their horns affectionately before his hands grip Puppet’s hips, thumbs rolling possessive little circles on the chubby ectoflesh.
“God I love you, you’re gorgeous kitten.” Puppet’s eyes widen and let out a quiet squeak, thighs pressing together even as their little cock twitches to attention. Master Tony smirks, tongue dragging over his teeth and one of his hands slides down to curl around Puppet’s cock.
Puppet shudders, twitching and squirming with little pants and whines as Master Tony expertly handles them, his hand completely enveloping their little cock. They can’t look away from their Master’s eyes and their claws clench the skirt’s fabric hard as they jerk.
“Getting close sugar plum?” Master Tony asks, his voice a soft purr and Puppet whimpers, nodding and biting their ‘lip’. They can feel the familiar rise of the pleasure and pressure inside, the tingles in their lower stomach.
Master Tony grins, pumping them faster, his other hand sliding to their ass to rub a fingertip at the hidden rosebud. Puppet gasps, shaking. They can’t-it’s too much-it’s- they cry out their Master’s name brokenly as they cum.
They pant, eyes opening and then widening in horror. “Ah! M-Master I-I’m sorry! I made a m-mess I-”
Master Tony presses a finger to their mouth to quiet their panicked squawking. “Shush shush shush love, it’s fine.” He smiles before his eyes close in a slow blink. “Feels amazing, you all over me. Making me yours huh?” He looks up at Puppet and licks at the cum dripping over his mouth.
Puppet feels a jolt of both pleasure and confusion, the sensation overwhelming. They see Master Tony’s fingers tug at his own cock and their own twitches again, hungry for more.____ JELLY YOU MOTHERFUCKER DJXJDBSNBBZB