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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Phandom/The_Fantastic_Foursome_(YouTube_RPF)
  Relationship:
      Dan_Howell/Phil_Lester, Chris_Kendall/PJ_Liguori
  Character:
      Dan_Howell, Phil_Lester, Chris_Kendall, PJ_Liguori, plus_some_original
      characters_that_have_no_importance
  Additional Tags:
      neko!phil, neko!pj, dan_is_rich, Originally_on_Wattpad, i_suck_at_updates
      btw, mentions_of_non_consensual_sex_but_not_detailed, mentions_of_self
      harm, Anxiety, Depression, PTSD
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-30 Chapters: 8/? Words: 16104
****** Veni, Vidi, Amavi ******
by KatHowellLester
Summary
     Dan wants a kitten hybrid as a sex toy and adopts Phil because he's
     immediately attracted, but soon finds that Phil is so much better
     than he originally thought.
***** Dan's Prologue *****
Dan walked into the almost empty hybrid shop and looked around. The only person
there was an employee behind the counter.
"Hello, sir. May I help you?" the employee was a lanky girl, probably still in
her teens, with long, wavy black hair. She didn't look particularly friendly,
but Dan wasn't here to see her.
"I want to buy a hybrid," Dan wasn't a fan of speaking more than needed, and
the girl must know who he is. One of the richest in London.
"Of course. Male or female?" She kept a business smile on her face, waiting,
seemly, patiently.
"Male. Dark hair with light eyes, preferably. I've searched London for one but
no one seems to have one."
"Um, we have one but he's not for sale until January. He's underage," She
looked worried, "but I can show you others?"
"No, thank you. Can I see the underage one?" Dan knew it was a long shot,
because most hybrid shops had a rule not to show an underage before his
sixteenth birthday.
"Sir, that's against the rules. I could be fired."
"What's the harm in seeing him?" Dan thought for a second, "Besides I might
come back in January for him if I do like him."
"It's still able to get me fired. I'm sorry, sir," Her boss walked out of his
office right as she was finishing her sentence but he stopped dead when he saw
who exactly was standing in his store.
"Mr. Howell." The man bowed his head and looked back at Dan.
"Hello."
"What can I help you with?" The man asked.
"Well, your employee was just telling me that the only male hybrid you have
with dark hair and light eyes is underage."
"Um, yes, he is, can I help you find another?" Dan shook his head.
"I wish to see him, if that's alright."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Howell. I cannot let you do that."
"How much is this shop worth exactly?" Dan asked, pulling his wallet from his
pocket.
"Well, I-I don't know exactly, about one million I'm sure, with every hybrid."
"Well, I'll pay one million to buy the underage hybrid and if you run into a
debt, I'll be happy to pay it." Dan knew what was happening, and so did the
other two. When Dan Howell offers as much money as he is, he's serious and he's
probably going to get what he wants.
"It-it's a d-deal," The man stuttered and shook Dan's hand. Then Dan was guided
down a thin hallway to a small room. The door was unlocked by the man and then
Dan entered first, seeing the hybrid he was here for immediately.
"His name is Phil," The man said from the doorway as Dan bent down to the
locked cage. Phil whimpered and scooted to the back of the cage. Dan looked at
the man as some silent way to tell him to unlock the door of the cage. The man
hesitantly handed Dan the right key and Dan unlocked and opened it. Dan handed
the keys back and turned to look at Phil, who was clutching the back wall of
the cage.
"Awe, baby, come here. I won't hurt you," Dan cooed. Phil quietly meowed in
reply, and his grip on the cage started to loosen.
"Come here," Dan said, reaching out for Phil, "I'm not going to hurt you."
Unlike most hybrids, Phil simply had the fluffy ears and tail, no whiskers and
more human-like features instead of kitten-like. Phil still had slightly sharp,
almost claw-like nails. Dan thought that it actually made Phil cuter. Dan was
never really a fan of the whiskers anyway. It made it harder when he wanted to
kiss.
Dan eventually coaxed Phil out of the cage, Phil purring a bit in Dan's arms.
"So as we agreed?" Dan asked, faking most of the poshness in his accent.
"Yes, of course, Mr. Howell," the man, who still had not introduced
himself, replied, still sounding a bit scared, as if Dan was going to hit him
or something.
"Good day," Dan exited the small shop and guided Phil to his car, which was
driven by Chris, Dan's best friend, and owner of Dan's last hybrid. The last
hybrid Dan had, PJ, was too into creative things and figuring stuff out, that
Dan eventually decided the hybrid would be happier with Chris, which he, in
fact, was. PJ still loved Dan, but of course loved Chris more. Dan had a soft
spot for PJ, and gave the hybrid a room to use when he wanted to play or draw
or something. PJ was almost like a child, just a lot smarter, and more feline.
But PJ was like Phil: no whiskers.
Dan sat in the back seat with Phil and let the hybrid curl up on his chest.
"So, how did it go?" Chris asked, staring, for a second, into the mirror at Dan
then back to the road driving to Dan's mansion on the other side, the richer
side, of London.
"Well, I found one, but he's fifteen, and I had to pay one million for him."
"Jesus Christ! Dan! Are you insane?!" Chris exclaimed, trying to focus on
(safely) driving them home. Phil's short claws, not yet completely under Phil's
control, dug slightly into Dan on accident when Chris had to quickly hit the
brakes.
"Phil! Fucking hell!" Dan slowly pried Phil's nails from his shirt and ran his
hand up and down Phil's back.
"What did he do?" Chris asked.
"He clawed me on accident because you don't know how to drive for shit!" Dan
whispered sweet nothings into Phil's ear, trying to calm him.
"Well I'm sorry that some old bitch drove in front of me!" Chris exclaimed.
"Shut up and drive, Chris," Dan continued to calm Phil, and eventually the
hybrid was asleep, laying on top of Dan.
***** Phil's Prologue *****
Phil laid, half asleep, in his cage, just like every other day. Phil was like a
misfit, even within the hybrid shop. But Phil only had another few months or so
then he'd be for sale. Of course, being for sale was dangerous and scary,
because you don't know who will want you. Or what they want you for. Being in a
back room sucks because you're stuck in a cage. Until your 'viewing' at least,
unless someone is willing to pay a load of money. A viewing is held on the
night before the hybrid's sixteenth birthday, and anyone can come. Most hybrids
are sold after their viewing at the auction but those who aren't are put in the
main cages at the front of the shop.
Phil was scared because he was different. And being different was never a good
thing. That's what Phil had been taught. Being a hybrid and being different
meant you were either never going to be sold, or were going to be sold right
away. Phil was glad he was born now and not before when being a hybrid was
worse. Back then hybrids were rare, and their only use was sex toys. Now,
hybrids are common house pets, sometimes they're used for sex, but now it was
more common to have them, and people treated them better. But Phil never really
knew what sex was, he just heard other hybrids talking. Phil was also one of
the rarest hybrids because he couldn't speak. He could only meow, and purr, and
hiss. The only way Phil would ever be taught to speak is by someone that would
be patient enough to teach him. Phil hated being a hybrid. Especially the type
of hybrid he was. The special hybrid. No whiskers, no fur. Just ears, a tail,
his 'emo' fringe, and sharp, almost claw-like nails. And because Phil had no
fur, he was always cold, and always sick. The shop wouldn't buy him clothes or
blankets except for simple black boxers. He sat alone in his cage. Everyday.
Sometimes he didn't eat because he was too occupied by his thoughts. His
thoughts were strange and different from other hybrids. He thought about
everything he could imagine, about things that might not even exist, and things
he didn't have a name for. But that's how Phil had always been. Different.
Strange. Separated. Misfit.
Sometimes it bothered Phil, but he was one of the oldest now, and no one
tormented him because of it. They were afraid of him, even though he never left
his cage. All the other hybrids left their cages to eat, to play, to do
whatever, but Phil didn't. Now the owner just kept his cage locked and made
sure Phil was fed while the others were outside playing. Phil sometimes missed
the sunshine and the grass and the flowers but it wasn't worth leaving his cage
for. Today he hoped to be sold. That's what he hoped for everyday.
To be sold.
To be bought.
To be loved.
But being a hybrid and being loved was not a good mix, and the probability was
low.
But Phil lived off hope. Even if there was no hope, Phil would find some.
That's just how it is when you're alone.
Phil laid curled up in his cage like any other day when the door to the back
room was unlocked. All the hybrids lined up, except Phil, who just pulled his
legs into his chest and turned his face into the back of the cage more. Yet the
man still leaned in front of Phil's cage.
"His name is Phil," Phil involuntarily whimpered and scooted impossibly closer
to the back of his cage. The man unlocked Phil's cage and handed the keys back
the owner. Phil clutched at the back of the cage when the man looked back at
him with a sweet look on his face.
"Awe, baby, come here. I won't hurt you," Dan cooed at him. Phil simply meowed.
Phil loosened his grip a little and started to untense.
"Come here," Dan reached toward Phil, "I'm not going to hurt you."
Phil left the cage sooner than the owner assumed he would and was
actually purring. Phil ignored the rest of what was exchanged between the men
but did learn that the one who bought him had the surname of Howell. The next
thing Phil knew he had an arm around his waist and he was out the door. Once he
was in back seat of the car he curled up on Mr. Howell's chest.
"So, how did it go?" Phil heard a voice ask.
"Well, I found one, but he's fifteen and I had to pay one million for him." Mr.
Howell replied.
"Jesus Christ! Dan! Are you insane?!" The driver quickly hit the brakes and
Phil accidentally dug his nails into Dan.
"Phil! Fucking Hell!" Dan ran his hand up and down Phil's back after carefully
pulling Phil's nails from his shirt.
"What did he do?" The mysterious voice asked from the front of the car.
"He clawed me on accident because you don't know how to drive for shit!" Dan
could tell he scared Phil and started to whisper calming things into Phil's
ear.
"Well I'm sorry that some old bitch drove in front of me!"
"Shut up and drive, Chris," Dan continued to whisper in Phil's ear and
eventually Phil fell asleep, purring, on top of Dan.
***** Chapter One *****
Chris pulled up to Dan's white stone mansion about twenty minutes after Phil
fell asleep on Dan. Phil was awake when they finally made it into the driveway,
and was shivering due to his lack of clothes, with Dan rubbing Phil's back as a
weak attempt to warm him. Phil snuggled into him, as Dan waited for Chris to
stop the car.
"Phil, let's go," Dan commanded after he left the car. Phil slowly climbed out,
trying not to trip. Phil learned a long time ago that he is extremely clumsy
and he most certainly didn't want to disappoint his new owner. Phil trailed
behind Dan, still intensely cold. Dan led Phil up some stairs and to a closed
black door. Dan opened it and stepped inside, motioning for Phil to follow.
"Phil, this is your room. PJ will be in later to retrieve you for dinner, and I
will be back before then to instruct you on what you are allowed to wear and
where you can wear it." Phil didn't get a chance to reply before Dan had left
the room. Phil looked around and then just laid under the covers of his bed.
"Meow." Phil tried constantly to actually talk, but all he could do is meow,
hiss, and purr. Phil took another look around the room and came to the
conclusion that the room was weird, but was perfect for him. It was decorated
different than the rest of the house, with blue, green, and white instead of
black and red. The blue was bright as the sea, the green as intense as the
grass in spring, and the white as flawless as freshly fallen snow. Phil also
saw multiple little figures that sparked his interest, though he was far too
cold to go look at them. There was a brief knock before Dan opened and closed
the door, and briskly walked to the side of Phil's bed, gently pulling him up
and out of the bed.
"Meow." Phil looked into Dan's eyes, and when he noticed their color he noted
the beautiful brown that they were. Phil purred and snuggled into Dan, who ran
his fingers through Phil's feathery fringe.
"Alright, Phil, you have to sit on the bed and wait. I do have to actually
teach you some things." Phil reluctantly detached himself from Dan and sat on
his bed. Dan pulled a dark blue t-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants from the
closet, then helped Phil dress. He also helped Phil put socks on and a jacket
so he could warm up. But when Dan tried to put matching socks on the kitten's
feet, he yanked them away.
"What?" Phil took the socks from Dan and threw one on the floor then gave the
one remaining sock back. Phil just hoped he got the message.
"Do you want mismatched socks?" Dan asked. Phil nodded his head and beamed. Dan
smiled and shook his head. He stood and grabbed another sock from the drawers
then slid it onto Phil's foot.
"Better?"
"Meow."
"Is that a yes?" Phil nodded his head, but frowned. He hated that he couldn't
talk. It tormented him, and he wished he could say something more than 'meow'.
"Let's see what you can and can't wear, alright?" Phil nodded and waited for
Dan to continue.
"I will usually dress you, but I'll show you what you can wear everywhere." Dan
showed Phil a couple rows of clothes and then continued to speak. "T-shirts,
jumpers, jeans, sweats, and some shorts are allowed for you to wear anywhere.
You will usually be dressed by me so you shouldn't really struggle with it.
Don't touch the other clothes. I know what they're for, and you don't need to
worry about them. You can wear any shoes, but don't wear them around the house
if they're dirty. When I give you clothes to wear, don't tell me you aren't
going to wear them. When I tell you to do something, you have to listen or
you'll be punished. Is that clear?"
"Meow." Phil nodded his head.
"I'll tell you the punishments later. PJ will be here in about a half hour or
so to take you down for dinner. Please, try not to be late."
"Meow." Phil looked frustrated with himself and just nodded. Dan closed the
door and Phil walked over to look at the figurines on the white bookshelf in
the corner. He wasn't sure what any of them were, and he made sure not to touch
them, in fear of breaking them. Phil must have looked at the figurines for
quite awhile because he heard a knock. He opened the door since he couldn't
talk.
"Hi, I'm PJ! You must be Phil." Phil nodded.
"Oh, you're one of the hybrids that can't talk, huh? It's okay, I think Master
Dan will teach you." Phil simply nodded again, and stood waiting for PJ to tell
him why he was there.
"So, erm, Master Dan wants you to be at dinner..." Phil closed his door and
followed PJ down the stairs, presumably to the dining room.
"Phil, you will sit next to me. We will have company tomorrow so you are to be
on your best behaviour and to never leave my sight. Do you understand?" Dan
asked. Phil nodded and took a seat next to Dan.
Dan followed Phil to his room after dinner and closed the door behind himself.
"Phil, I do not want to hurt you but punishments will include pain. If you
follow the rules then you won't have anything to worry about. There are five
main rules. The first is do not tell me that you won't do something I told you
to do. The second is do not push me away. The third is to be on your best
behaviour if I have company. I will usually ask you to be with me and you will
always sit on my lap while they are here unless I tell you otherwise. The
fourth is to never enter my rooms, minus my bedroom, without my permission. The
fifth is the most important. If you need to be pleasured, you will come to me.
Do not pleasure yourself without my permission." Dan paused and looked to Phil.
Phil's face was contorted into a look of confusion and Dan leaned down a bit to
look him in the eye. "Phil? Do you know what I mean by pleasuring yourself?"
Phil shook his head no.
Well, this ought to be fun then, Dan thought. Dan stepped closer to Phil and
held his waist.
"Phil, this is the only time you can tell me to stop, okay? You are a virgin
and I don't want to hurt you." Phil simply nodded and moved his arms around
Dan's neck. Dan leaned down and connected their lips together in a soft kiss.
Dan started to move his lips, trying to coach Phil into moving his lips too.
Dan pulled back long enough to tell Phil to copy him. Dan connected their lips
again and moved his lips against Phil's. Phil waited a couple seconds and then
tried to copy Dan. Dan pulled back again to tell Phil that he was doing it
perfectly and then moved forward to put his lips back onto Phil's. Dan slowly
moved Phil backward to the bed. Phil sat down then he started to lay down, with
Dan softly leaning over him. Dan gently prised Phil's lips open and smoothly
slipped his tongue into his mouth. Dan started to rub his thigh on Phil's
crotch, which resulted in a whine escaping Phil. Dan pulled out of the kiss,
smirking, and sat up grabbing the hem of his t-shirt and slipping it over his
head. Phil didn't know what to do, having never been in a situation like this
before. Dan threw his shirt across the room and then moved one of his hands to
the zipper of Phil's jacket. He slowly, teasingly pulled the zipper down and
pushed it off Phil's shoulders before Phil sat up a bit and let Dan slide it
off. Phil hesitantly moved forward to connect their lips, not sure if he was
allowed to do so, but Dan kissed him back nonetheless. Dan stood from
straddling Phil's waist to sit him up and pull his shirt off. As soon as it was
off, their lips were back together and Phil was moaning and purring. Dan moved
his hand from Phil's waist around to his tail, gently stroking it. Phil moaned
a bit more before pulling back a bit to breathe. Dan slid his hands back to
Phil's hips, rubbing circles. Dan looked at Phil's face noticing a mix of pain
and pleasure. Dan stepped back, grabbed a notepad and pen and hoped Phil knew
how to write. Phil quickly scribbled: my tummy and my you know what hurts.
Dan nodded his head and took the paper and pen. Dan placed them on the side
table and leaned back over Phil, causing him to ever-so-slowly lay down. Dan
smiled slightly before attaching their lips together. They almost immediately
began to sloppily make out. Phil began to moan into the kiss and started to
arch his back. Dan slid his hand under Phil's back as Phil orgasmed, still
lazily moving his lips against Phil's. Phil pulled out of the kiss.
"D-Dan," Phil moaned. Phil hadn't realised he had spoken, his first orgasm
still taking over his mind. But Dan did notice and it made the bulge in his
pants grow. Dan slowly laid Phil back on the mattress then stood up. Phil stood
up soon after, walking to where Dan was picking up his t-shirt. Dan could see
the wet spot on Phil's sweats. Dan grinned slightly, knowing that that was his
doing.
"What's wrong, babe?" Dan asked.
"Dan-n," Phil said, smiling. Dan smiled back knowing that Phil realised he had
said his first word. Dan looped his arms around Phil's waist, and leaned down
planting a simple kiss on Phil's lips. Phil wrapped his arms around Dan's neck
pulling him down a bit so he was able to stand on his tip toes and kiss him.
Dan held Phil's waist and kissed him more firmly, careful not to kiss him too
much as to not make him come again.
"Phil, we need to stop or you will orgasm again," Dan pulled back, their lips
still touching when he spoke. Phil nodded, understanding.
"Do you want to learn?" Dan asked. Phil nodded.
"C'mon then," Dan said, leading Phil down the hall to a room. Phil knew it
wasn't Dan's room because Dan's room was right across the hall from his.
"This, Phil, is my...'play room' of sorts. This is where I keep most of my
'toys'. You, of course, don't know what any of them are, thus resulting in me
teaching you. But first, I will teach you a couple other things." Phil nodded,
still trying to understand.
"I can't teach you about all of them because you're still a virgin but I'll
tell you what they are when I actually have to use them. Okay? For now I'm
going to teach you about palming, hand jobs, and blow jobs. How's that? Here.
Come sit down." Phil walked to Dan and sat down, waiting for Dan to teach him.
"We will start with palming. How this will work is I'll do it and then you
will. Okay?" Phil nodded, and watched Dan intently.
Dan began to palm himself, sighing slightly. Dan gradually began to press
harder and harder, until he figured Phil could try. Dan reached over and
grabbed Phil's hand moving it so it was in the right spot. He then placed his
own hand over it, guiding Phil with what he was doing. Once Phil had nearly
mastered it, Dan pulled off his trousers and then his boxers, sitting back down
on the bed.
"Now I'm going to give myself a hand job. Just watch, okay?" Dan began to
stroke his length, nearly becoming impatient with the slow pace, but he was
doing this for Phil.
"Do you think you can do it now?" Dan asked, slightly panting. Phil hesitantly
reached over and tried to do what Dan had been. Phil slowly began to move his
hand up and down, hoping Dan would help him.
"Goddamn, Phil. How the hell are you virgin?" Dan moaned and nearly let himself
come but Dan realised what he was doing and he tried to wait. Dan moved Phil's
hand off his length and then gently pushed Phil onto his back on the bed. Dan
took his trousers and boxers off in one pull so that the kitten hybrid was now
completely naked and at Dan's disposal. Dan leaned down and pulled Phil's tip
into his mouth. He sucked a bit before pulling more into his mouth. Dan even
went as far as deep-throating, which he'd never done to any hybrid he had until
now. Dan bobbed up and down, dragging his tongue slowly up the shaft.
"D-Dan. Da-an-n," Phil tried to warn. But Phil was coming for a second time,
the first time still in his boxers. Phil moaned loudly, mostly Dan's name. Dan
pulled off and swallowed Phil's load before leaning forward and capturing
Phil's lips in his own.
"Alright. Do you want to try that one? We can wait." In response to Dan, Phil
leant down, wrapping his lips around the head and starting to suck. Then Phil
started bobbing his head, until Dan orgasmed into his mouth. Phil honestly
loved the taste of Dan, even if he couldn't admit it. Phil pulled off and moved
up Dan's body, reaching his face, Phil leant down and attached their lips
again, quickly deepening the kiss before rolling them over, feeling their teeth
clang together as they moved. Dan slowly pulled away, smiling down to Phil and
reached a hand up, softly stroking Phil's hair.
"Well, babe, you've been a good boy. Do you want another orgasm?" Phil shook
his head no, honestly just wanting a cuddle.
"Well, baby, let's go back to my room." Dan held Phil's hand all the way back
to his room, sitting him on the bed before taking his shirt off and climbing
onto the bed with Phil.
"If you sleep in my bed, we sleep naked." Dan said laying down, waiting for
Phil to do the same. Phil laid down next to Dan, wanting to cuddle but not
knowing if he's allowed.
"What are you thinking so hard about, love?" Dan said, moving closer and
wrapping an arm around Phil. Dan grabbed a pencil and sticky notes off his side
table, handing it to Phil.
Can we cuddle? Or is that against your rules?
Dan smiled taking the pencil and sticky notes, putting them back.
"Of course we can cuddle." Dan slid closer and pulled Phil into him, kissing
his mop of black hair, slowly falling to sleep but not before hearing Phil say
his first word perfectly.
"Dan," Phil said, yawning.
***** Chapter Two *****
Dan shook Phil awake, wanting Phil to be present at his meeting.
"C'mon, love. We have a meeting later. Let's go take a bath." Phil slowly
peeled his eyes open, seeing Dan standing above him.
"Dan," Phil said, smiling.
"If you want to take a bath by yourself you can stay in bed but if you want one
with me you better hurry because the water'll get cold." Dan winked and walked
into the bathroom. Phil pulled himself out of bed and into the bathroom,
standing next to Dan. Dan moved a stool in front of the bear claw bathtub,
knowing Phil wouldn't be able to climb in without it. Dan on the other hand
easily stepped in without the stool. He turned the water on a little warmer
than needed, but he knew it would cool. Dan sat behind Phil, pulling the latter
backwards so that Phil's back was against his chest. Dan wrapped his arms
around Phil's waist, pressing small kisses behind his ear. Phil put his hands
over Dan's clutching tightly as Dan began to make love bites. Phil tilted his
head, allowing Dan more access. Dan gradually moved the kisses downward until
he reached Phil's collarbone, pulling his lips off Phil's skin. Phil was now a
panting mess, his hands still on Dan's, and his eyes squeezed closed.
"Dan," Phil moaned. Dan moved one of his hands from Phil's waist to Phil's
length, silently glad the water was just now only about the height of half his
thigh. Dan put his lips back on Phil's neck, gently nipping the skin, while his
hand moved slowly along Phil's length. Dan flicked his wrist a couple times,
trying to make Phil orgasm before his meeting began. Dan moved his hand a bit
faster and started to suck on Phil's neck rather than nipping it. By now the
water had reached the tops of their thighs and Phil finally moaned and purred,
arching his back in pure pleasure. Dan placed gentle kisses along Phil's skin,
from his jawline to his shoulder to calm him after the orgasm. Dan let the
water drain from the tub, and let new water fill it, laying with Phil for a bit
in the warm water before sitting Phil up and pulling the shampoo off a small
table next to the bathtub. Dan put some in his hand before scrubbing Phil's
hair and ears clean. Dan stood Phil up before flipping the shower head on,
gently pulling Phil under the slow, gentle stream of water. Dan leant down and
let the water that was already in the tub out and then helped Phil rinse his
hair. Dan then added a little more shampoo to his hands, scrubbing it into his
own hair. Dan soon washed his body while Phil was playing with an extra sponge
that was hanging on a hook on the wall. Phil would hit it and wait for it to
swing back and hit it again. Dan let him play with it while he was rinsing but
soon moved Phil away to scrub his body. Phil rinsed off while Dan stepped out
of the tub to grab towels and returned to see Phil trying to climb out of the
bathtub by himself. Dan sat the towels down and walked to Phil, gently lifting
him from the bathtub. Dan placed Phil down before grabbing a towel and starting
to dry Phil off. Dan draped the towel around Phil's shoulders then grabbed his
own towel and dried Phil's hair again. Phil giggled, Dan playing a sort of
peek-a-boo game with the towel. Dan smiled, drying himself quickly, leading
Phil back into his room. Dan pulled a sweater from his wardrobe and helped Phil
pull it over his head. The sweater reached Phil's knees, and Dan pulled clean
boxers from a drawer in his dresser, handing them to Phil. Phil slipped them on
and sat on Dan's bed waiting. Dan put clean boxers on then black dress pants,
before shrugging a white dress shirt on. Phil sat still watching Dan and after
Dan had all of the buttons done up, he grabbed socks and his shoes, pulling
them on. Dan turned back to the drawer he had pulled his socks out of and
grabbed thigh-high socks, handing them to Phil. Phil sat confused before Dan
put them on Phil himself. Dan smiled, absolutely loving how Phil looked. Dan
took Phil's hand and led him to Phil's closet. Dan leaned down and picked up
black Vans. Phil sat on the bed and let Dan put his shoes on.
"Time for the meeting, babe." Phil nodded his head and followed Dan to a room
that looked like a lounge but with more formal furniture.
"Uh, Dan, your, erm, friends are here."
"Send them in, Chris." Chris left the room, leaving Dan and Phil alone. Dan sat
in a chair and gestured for Phil to come sit on his lap. Dan wrapped his arms
around Phil's waist and waited for his guests.
"Hello, Mr. Howell." A woman and a man entered the room, both staring at Phil
as soon as they saw him. Phil hid his face in Dan's neck, curling his legs up
onto the chair. Dan tightened his grip when the two reached to touch Phil's
hair.
"Don't." Dan simply said. Both the man and woman awkwardly stepped backward and
Phil started to shake slightly, and the only person who noticed was Dan.
"Shhh, baby, calm down." Dan whispered for only Phil to hear.
"How old is he, Mr. Howell?" Mrs. Richardson asked after sitting down.
"He will be 16 on January 30." Dan said through gritted teeth, wishing the two
would just leave already.
"He's underage? No wonder why you wanted him so much! You wanted to play with a
virgin!" Mr. Miller stated, laughing.
"That's not why I bought him. I bought him because I like him." Dan wanted so
badly to stand up and order them to leave his house and never come near him or
Phil again, but knew it would only cause problems. So he stayed sat down slowly
rocking Phil back and forth, putting him to sleep.
"C'mon, Mr. Howell! You have to admit that him being virgin is a plus! I mean
just look at him!" Dan nearly lost his temper but realised Phil was asleep.
"I'll be back after I take Phil up to bed." Dan carried Phil up to Chris's room
and knocked.
"I thought you had a meeting?" Chris said, opening the door.
"I do but I need you to make sure no one goes in mine or Phil's room. I'm
putting Phil in my bed but I don't want anyone to snoop through his stuff."
Chris nodded and sat in the hallway. Dan trudged back downstairs, nearly ready
to rip their heads off.
"Why is he so tired Mr. Howell? Did you two stay up all night doing naughty
things?" Mrs. Richardson laughed and when both Mrs. Richardson and Mr. Miller
noticed Dan wasn't laughing they immediately stopped.
"I would like for you both to understand something. Phil is not a sex toy. That
may have been his original purpose but I've found that it's nice to just lay in
the bathtub with him, or cuddle in bed. And let me make this clear right now.
Whatever you two did to PJ will not happen to Phil. I mean it. If I find out
you abused Phil you will both be in serious trouble. And that means worse than
last time. Now leave."
Dan walked back upstairs to his room and saw Phil still asleep in his bed. Dan
closed the door and locked it, unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it in the
hamper. Dan took his shoes, socks, and pants off too before climbing in bed
with Phil. Dan instantly moved to lay next to him and wrapped his arms around
him.
"Love Dan," Phil mumbled.
"I love you, too," Dan whispered, smiling.
"Dan? We seriously need to talk," Chris said, knocking on the door.
"Right now?"
"It's about PJ!" Dan slipped out of bed, and noticed Phil trying to find him
and a whimper escaping his lips.
"I'll be right back, baby," Dan softly said, placing a kiss on his temple. Phil
nodded.
"What the hell is so urgent?" Dan said angrily.
"PJ! He won't stop crying. He's rocking back and forth in a corner in his play
room. I don't know what to do! Please help him," Chris begged. Dan strode into
PJ's little play room and saw PJ crying.
"Dan, please! Tell me what to do!" Chris pleaded.
"Go sit with him. Hug him, cuddle him, kiss him. Calm him down. I'm going back
to lay down with Phil." Dan rubbed his forehead and sighed.
"Phil?" Dan called when he didn't see Phil in his bed.
"Meow?" Phil said questioningly walking into the room from the hall.
"Where were you? Your room?" Phil nodded his head and pointed at his feet which
no longer had Vans on them.
"Oh, I see, you put your shoes back in your room." Phil smiled and nodded,
stepping closer. Dan grabbed Phil's hips, pulling him forward, making Phil
giggle and slide his arms around Dan's neck. Dan moved his arms around Phil's
waist and lifted him into the air, kissing him and spinning him around. Dan
smiled as Phil giggled. Dan placed Phil back down, gliding his hands back to
Phil's hips.
"Do you like wearing my sweaters? How about the socks?" Phil nodded. He loved
wearing both, he knew that Dan liked how he looks in it so it only added to how
he felt about it.
"I love y-you," Phil stuttered. Dan's eyes widened before he smiled.
"I love you, too, darling." Phil grinned. Dan and Phil went back to the bed,
and Dan turned the TV on. Phil snuggled up to Dan, tangling their legs
together. He leaned his head onto Dan's chest while Dan wound his arms around
him.
The rest of the day, Dan and Phil just cuddled, and eventually went down to eat
but soon after they'd find themselves cuddling in Dan's bed.
Dan looked down at Phil and Phil felt Dan's eyes on him so he looked up and Dan
connected their lips, slowly moving his hands back and forth over Phil's hips.
Dan parted long enough to turn off the TV and put the remote on his side table.
He quickly put their lips back together and climbed on top of Phil. Phil moved
his arms around Dan's neck, moaning slightly into Dan's mouth. Dan started
grinding their hips together, and moved Phil's hands above his head, pinning
them to the bed. He placed kisses down Phil's jawline, then down his neck to
his collarbones. Phil was pressing his lips together, trying to keep the moans
quiet.
"Let me hear you. I want to hear your beautiful noises, princess," Dan
whispered in Phil's ear. Dan moved back down, sucking on Phil's skin again as
Phil slowly let the moans float out.
"Good baby," Dan said. He moved his hands under Phil's sweater and slid off his
boxers. He left the sweater and thigh highs on him as Dan believed that Phil
looked absolutely stunning in them. Dan reached into his side table's drawer
and grabbed some lube. Phil looked slightly panicked at first but Dan's
dominant physique distracted him as it leaned over him.
"I promise that I'm not going to hurt you. But if you ever want to be pleasured
by this, you'll need to get past these first few slightly painful stages. Okay,
princess?" Dan said, looking into Phil's eyes. Phil nodded, captivated by the
velvety sound of Dan's voice. Dan lubed his fingers and gently slid one finger
into Phil. Phil tensed and breathed in sharply.
"Relax, babe." Dan slowly pumped his finger in and out of Phil, leaning up to
kiss at his neck to distract from the pain. Soon Phil was moaning and pushing
himself down onto Dan's finger.
"Mmm, m-more," Phil muttered, and it almost didn't sound like a word but Dan
understood. He slid in another finger and moved their lips together in a sloppy
kiss filled with moans and groans and Phil palming Dan through his boxers. Dan
scissored his fingers, stretching Phil further, and broke their kiss to move
down Phil's jawline, to his ear.
"I want you to call me daddy," Dan whispered before nipping Phil's ear. Dan
pushed in a third finger and moved back to Phil's lips. Phil was panting,
trying to kiss Dan back.
"D-Daddy," Phil moaned out.
"Good job, baby." Dan pulled out his fingers, much to Phil's disappointment,
and lubed up his cock, gently sliding into Phil. Dan stayed still for a moment,
letting Phil adjust. Dan slowly built up a rhythm, trying to find the perfect
angle. Dan moved Phil's legs around his waist, and Dan could feel the fabric of
Phil's thigh highs rubbing against him as he thrusted in and out of Phil. The
sweater Phil had been wearing was pushed up over his stomach so that Phil
wouldn't come on it. Dan leaned down to kiss Phil and whisper in his ear.
"You're doing so good princess. You feel so good." Dan sped up his thrusts a
bit and shifted slightly. Phil's moans suddenly became very high pitched. Dan
aimed directly for that spot every time he thrusted, and he thrusted harder,
trying to make Phil come. Phil's moans were now broken apart, sounding like
high little 'ah, ah's while Dan's were low hums. Soon, Phil's eyes shut tightly
and his back arched, and his second orgasm of the day washed over him. Dan felt
Phil clench around him and Dan thrusted a couple more times before coming in
Phil. Dan pulled out and left the room, coming back with a wet cloth. He gently
cleaned Phil and put the cloth back in the bathroom.
"Princess?" Dan asked as he walked to Phil. He didn't respond and Dan would be
worried if he hadn't had hybrids before. Phil was in his subspace. Dan smiled
because he knew that this meant that Phil completely trusted him. When Phil
came back, he yawned and curled into a ball slightly before feeling a pain in
his arse.
"Daddy," Phil whined.
"Yes, baby? Do you want your clothes off?" Phil nodded and let Dan slip his
sweater and socks off. Dan shut all the lights off and then slipped into bed
with Phil.
"Goodnight, princess. I love you."
"I love you, daddy."
***** Chapter Three *****
"Wake up my pretty kitty. I have a gift for you." Phil groaned and rolled over,
trying to fall back asleep.
"C'mon, get up now or you won't get to see what I got you." Phil slowly sat up
and stretched, seeing Dan sitting on the bed next to his thighs. Phil smiled
and crawled to Dan, sitting in his lap. Dan gently pecked Phil's lips before
placing Phil on the bed so he could grab the box behind him for Phil to open.
"There's another one after this." Dan waited for Phil to untie the gold satin
bow on the top of the velvet black box. Phil gently pulled on the bow and
placed it on the bed and then carefully pulled the top off of the box to find a
black and white collar.
"If you don't like it I can get you a different one..." Phil quickly shook his
head and gave the collar to Dan to clip around his neck.
"I love you," Phil mumbled into Dan's neck.
"I love you, too, sweetheart. Do you want to see your other gift?" Phil looked
up at Dan with excitement in his blue eyes and nodded.
Dan led Phil into the room he had before he started sleeping in Dan's room.
Phil hadn't been in it for a while, usually spending time in PJ's room or with
Dan. On the shelf that was filled with figurines now had pictures next to them
of the places Phil had been interested in when looking through books while in
Dan's office. Almost everyday, Phil found another beautiful place he wanted to
see. Phil had of course made a list of the most beautiful and his favourite had
been Japan. He loved the flowers and the culture, just everything. Dan had even
started letting Phil watch Japanese anime with him.
"I thought you'd like to have photos of Japan, America, and France. You seemed
to really love them so I put some things in here. I was going to wait until
your stuffed Totoro arrived but I just couldn't wait to see if you liked it or
not." Dan could see that Phil loved the new addition by the way he was smiling
and continually looking at the photos.
"Go play with PJ while I work today. I'll make lunch soon, okay?" Phil nodded
and Dan walked with him to PJ's play room.
Phil sat near PJ's softer toys and played with them while PJ was on the other
side of the room with his personalised figures, courtesy of Dan. Dan watched
for a couple minutes before going back to his office to make a quick phone
call.
"British Hybrid Records Office. This is Charlotte Clarke, head of kitten hybrid
records. How may I help you, Mr. Howell?"
"I need the records of PJ Liguori and Phil Lester emailed to me by tomorrow."
"Anything specific, or all records?"
"All records. Including private records as I am the legal owner and guardian of
them both."
"Yes, sir. I'll have them sent by 6 pm today. Is that all you need?"
"I need the forms for the green, yellow, and red exercise, as well as the
criminal records of Cheyenne Richardson and Matthew Miller."
"I will send as much as legally possible. Goodbye, Mr. Howell."
"Thank you, Ms. Clarke." Dan hung up the phone and turned toward the door to
see Chris standing there.
"Why were you on the phone with Charlotte Clarke? Whose records do you need and
why?" Chris asked.
"Chris, I'll tell you soon but not now. Wait until I get the records. Okay? Can
you make lunch for Phil and PJ?" Dan left the room and headed outside to his
car.
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Chris walked into the play room to see Phil sat looking out the window with a
wobbling lip and tears threatening to fall.
"Phil, are you okay? What's wrong?" Chris asked, slowly walking forward.
"D-daddy...daddy...Dan..." Phil continued to cry and ran down the hall into his
room.
"Phil?" PJ gently knocked on the door. Phil quickly locked the door and hid
under his duvet, his fingers on the heart pendant on his collar that said
'Princess'. What if Dan wanted to sell him? Maybe he was going to get the scary
people from the day before.... Before Phil knew it he was having a panic
attack. It took him awhile to calm down, but when he did, he fell asleep.
****************
When Dan came home, he expected a happy Phil running down the stairs and into
his arms, but all he was greeted with was a guilt-struck Chris.
"Where's Phil?" Dan asked, trying to stay calm.
"He locked himself in his room. And I don't have a key, so I couldn't get in.
I'm sorry, Dan." Before Chris even finished his second sentence, Dan was half
way up the stairs.
"Phil, sweetie, it's Dan. Please open the door. I'm home now." But when Phil
didn't answer, Dan pulled out his keys and unlocked the door. He walked in
expecting Phil to be in his bed, but Phil was actually laying on the floor with
his favourite book about Japan.
"Hey, babe. Are you okay?" Phil ignored him.
"Phil? Come here." Again, Phil ignored him.
"Now." Phil looked at him, but didn't move.
"Philip Michael, get your ass over here now." All Phil did was sit up.
"Last warning. You come here now, or you are getting punished." Phil stood up
and climbed into his bed, laid face down, and just stared at Dan,
almost daring him to do something.
"Enough playing Phil. Go to our room, before I decide a harsher punishment.
Go!" Dan yelled, starting to lose his patience.
"No," Phil stated. Dan raised his eyebrows.
"Excuse me?" Dan tried very hard to not yell, "I told you that you can't tell
me no. Now go or your punishment will be isolation."
Finally, Phil stood and went to Dan's room.
"It's about fucking time." Dan sighed. Why did Phil have to be so goddamn
stubborn?
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(start playing the song now for the full experience)
Dan was originally going to spank Phil, but instead put him in the corner.
Childish, but Dan knew that he was slightly to blame for Phil's change in
behaviour.
"Alright. Come here." Phil walked to Dan, his ears flat on his head, looking at
the floor.
"I know you're angry, baby, but I didn't leave because I was mad at you or
anything like that. I had meetings in town." Dan grabbed Phil's hand, making
him look up. Dan gently kissed his lips before grabbing him and pulling him
onto the bed with him. As soon as Phil was on the bed, Dan started tickling
him.
"I love you today more than I loved you yesterday, just like I'll love you more
tomorrow than today. I told you I love you. I'm not mad and I'm definitely not
selling you. You're mine." Dan continues to tickle Phil, and Phil continues to
giggle.
Dan stops tickling Phil and just holds him. Phil cuddles into him, happy and a
bit tired.
"Dinner and then bed?"
"No."
"Then what?" Dan laughed. Phil blushed and shook his head.
"What do you want to do, darling?" Phil shook his head again.
"C'mon, tell me." Dan snuggled Phil's neck, getting him to giggle and get a pen
and paper to write what he wants.
I want to play dress up with all my new clothes. And I want you to sit with me.
I'll do whatever you want tomorrow.
"Okay. You'll do whatever I want?" Phil nodded.
"Okay after dinner we can go in your room and you can play with your clothes."
Phil smiled and cuddled into Dan's side, as a way of saying thank you.
"C'mon, we have to go eat dinner."
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Dinner was short, mainly because Phil usually took awhile to eat but was so
excited to play in his closet that he was the first done.
"Alright, I'm almost done, you can go upstairs." Dan chuckled at his kitten,
who was so excited to go play dress up.
Dan walked into Phil's room and nearly choked. Phil was stood in a black dress
looking in the mirror at himself before he noticed Dan looking at him. Dan just
stood, open mouthed, at the small hybrid stood in front of him. Since Dan said
nothing, Phil started to think Dan didn't like it. Phil's ears moved back and
were flat on his head and he looked down.
"Why are you sad, darling? Do you think I don't like it?" Phil nodded. Dan
smiled at the cute neko.
"Oh, sweetheart, I think you look amazing! Don't think for one second that I
don't like how you look!" Dan held Phil's hands and kissed his forehead.
"I love you," Phil mumbled.
"I love you more." Dan held Phil to his chest just happy being with him.
"I know what shoes you should wear." Dan went into the closet and returned with
black heeled ankle boots. Phil smiled. He liked the added height even though he
was still smaller than Dan.
"You look so good, princess. Wow." Dan had his hands on Phil's hips just
looking him up and down. Phil leaned up on his toes and slowly kissed Dan. He
wrapped his arms around Dan's neck and Dan's thumbs were making circles on
Phil's hip bones.
***** Chapter Four *****
One Week Later
The day before, Phil had experienced his first Halloween. Dan had a fancy
costume party with gold digging fake friends that Dan kept around to keep up
appearances. Phil fell asleep in Dan's bed alone at around 9 pm, because he had
become annoyed with everyone insisting on petting his hair and yanking on his
tail and scratching his ears.
Phil woke up at around 3 am when the door opened. For a moment, no one entered
the room but soon PJ walked in and spoke to Phil.
"Dan said I could be in here with you since he's still checking the house to
make sure all the guests have left. Why did you leave the party early? Did the
guests touch your ears and tail?" Phil nodded. PJ pouted and climbed into the
bed with Phil, cuddling him. Phil relaxed a bit, because even though sometimes
PJ intimidated him, right now PJ was like a big brother. Phil was almost asleep
when the door opened again.
"Everyone is gone, time for bed Peej, c'mon." Chris walked in, waiting for PJ
to untangle himself from Phil.
"Goodnight, Phil," PJ said, climbing out of the bed. Phil waved and watched
Chris and PJ leave the room and walk down the hallway, to their shared bedroom.
Dan took awhile but he finally walked into their room and stripped off his
Halloween costume, putting on pyjama pants, since it was starting to get
colder. Phil had changed earlier, into a cream sweater and white thigh highs.
"Hey, sweets," Dan mumbled, climbing into bed, "why did you leave the party so
early? Was anyone bothering you?" Phil had already climbed on Dan's lap, and
was snuggled into his neck.
"Phil, baby, you didn't answer my question. Did anyone bother you?" Phil nodded
and moved his head up to meet eyes with Dan.
"Were they inappropriate or annoying?" Phil held up two fingers, so Dan knew
that the guests were annoying.
"Did they play with your tail or your ears?" Phil nodded again, draping his
arms over Dan's shoulders.
"You need tell me if someone is annoying you or tries to do inappropriate
things with you, okay?" Phil nodded one more time before leaning down to kiss
Dan slowly and passionately. Dan smiled and kissed back, not speeding up the
kiss at all. Phil hated having control, especially since he was tired and had
missed Dan all night. Phil had picked up a couple tricks within the last couple
days, and he intended to use them. He slid his fingers lightly over Dan's neck
and down his chest, deepening the kiss when he saw fit. When that didn't work
to get Dan to take charge, he moved both hands into the hair on the back of
Dan's head and pulled lightly, hoping that he'd get the message. But once again
Dan didn't try to be dominant. Phil was out of options, but thought of one more
thing that could work. He moaned, it was slightly exaggerated but wasn't fake.
Dan didn't do much, only continuing the kiss, after slight air. Phil whined,
because Dan wasn't compromising at all. Phil completely pulled away, crossed
his arms and pouted. Dan chuckled.
"Awe, don't be like that! Come here, baby, it's late, and I have work to do
tomorrow. We can have a few more kisses before bedtime and cuddles." Phil shook
his head. Dan grabbed Phil's hips and pulled him close.
"Don't tell me no." Phil stuck his tongue out at Dan.
"Alright, babe, enough. It's time for bed now." Phil uncrossed his arms but
continued to pout.
"A few more kisses but then it's time to sleep, got it?" Phil nodded, smiling.
Dan flipped them over and pinned Phil to the mattress, he heard Phil giggle a
bit before their lips met in a love filled kiss. It was 4 am when they finally
decided to sleep, and even then Dan continued to pepper Phil's neck with light
feathery kisses.
****************
Phil woke up around 10 am. He stretched and stood from the bed, heading
straight to Dan's office down the hall.
"I'm not going to colour coordinate the entire winter line just because
Victoria is. The line will continue to be burgundy, plum, cobalt, lilac, pale
blue, white, black, and grey." Dan was apparently on a conference call and
since Dan didn't like leaving Phil too often he used Skype.
"Sir, I know you don't want to but Lena is directing and hosting the show and
she expects each line to use only two or three colours." A male voice spoke
from the computer.
"Well, I guess Lena's going to be pissed then because I'm not changing any of
the designs or fabrics or colours. Lena will get over it and if she doesn't
want my line in her show because of it, I'll hold my own show."
"So, sir, do you want us to let Lena know? Like know that if she doesn't want
your line in her show then you'll hold your own?" A woman's voice radiated from
the computer speakers.
"Yes. This isn't up for debate. I have to go. Let Lena know but do not say
anything to Victoria. This company doesn't need her to steal any ideas.
Goodbye." Dan closed his laptop and ushered Phil over. Phil sat on Dan's lap,
yawning.
"Good morning, baby. How'd you sleep?" Phil showed a thumbs up to Dan.
"Let's go eat and then we can do whatever you want. And I was promised a day of
anything I wanted remember? How about we do that tomorrow, hm?" Phil nodded.
"How exciting. Let's go wake up PJ and Chris and then we'll go have breakfast."
Phil stood and followed Dan to Chris's bedroom.
"Wake up, we're eating breakfast in fifteen minutes," Dan spoke loudly and
knocked on the door.
"Whatever! Go away!" Chris shouted back, grumpily.
"PJ, come here," Dan ordered, opening the door. PJ was almost immediately next
to Dan at the door, dressed in pale green striped pyjama shorts, that were so
short, they could almost pass for panties.
"Really? You're going to take my boyfriend? What if I take yours?" A moment of
silence followed before Chris was in the hallway with them.
"Great, now we can go have breakfast," Dan stated cheerily.
Dan was going to cook but had to get back to work soon so just let the chef
take care of it. Phil continued to yawn and shift in his chair. Meanwhile PJ
was sat on Chris's lap, and they were talking about the toy figures PJ had and
new ones he had drawn to be made. Phil frowned a bit, sad that Dan and himself
couldn't just talk like PJ and Chris could. Phil couldn't stop thinking about
it but soon their food was on the table.
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"Phil, love? I'm done working for today," Dan entered PJ's playroom, knowing
Phil had wondered off to play with PJ's plushies.
"Daddy!" Phil ran to Dan, attacking him in a hug.
"Hello, love bug," Dan replied, laughing slightly. He lifted Phil up and
carried him to his office.
"I know how much you love PJ's plushies so I thought we should buy some just
for you so you'll have some in your room. How does that sound?" Phil smiled and
waited for Dan to sit in his chair.
"Babe, come here." Dan had one arm out for Phil while he was looking at and
typing on his laptop. Phil walked forward and sat on Dan's lap, watching as Dan
was scrolling through a website with different types of toys, mostly those for
a dollhouse.
"Do you like any in particular?" Phil pointed to a pale pink teddy bear with a
black bow around its neck. Dan added it to the basket on the website and
continued to scroll letting Phil pick the ones he liked, regardless of price.
In the end, Phil had chosen a light blue bunny, a pastel pink and lilac panda,
and a second teddy bear, this one small and black. Dan purchased them and made
sure to buy one day shipping. He quickly bought a couple other things for Phil,
while Phil was wandering around the room.
"Alright, it's time for lunch, sweetie." Dan kissed Phil's head and led him
down to the dining room.
After lunch, to Phil's dismay, it was nap time. Dan makes Phil take a nap in
the afternoon because if he doesn't nap and doesn't get the right amount of
sleep at night, he's grumpy and stubborn.
"I'll be back in fifteen minutes and you better be asleep," Dan said before
kissing Phil quickly and exiting the room. Phil, of course, had no intentions
of napping so he got up and looked around, searching for Dan's iPad. He didn't
hear the door open and he didn't hear Dan walk up behind him until he felt his
arms around his waist. Phil quickly covered his face with his hands and his
ears flattened to his head.
"What do you think you're doing, kitten?" Dan asked before spinning Phil around
to face him.
"I told you to go to sleep. You don't want to be a naughty kitty, do you?
Naughty kitties don't get presents and they don't get to sleep in daddy's bed.
Go get in bed before I spank your bum and send you to your room." Phil nodded
and quickly climbed into Dan's bed. Dan slid in next to him and ran his hand
through Phil's hair until his breath evened out.
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"Princess, wake up. C'mon, pretty kitty." Phil opened his eyes and saw Dan
leaning above him. He smiled and reached a hand up to touch Dan's face.
"Sweets, it's time to get up. If you want kisses, you have to get out of bed."
Dan smirked and stood. Phil frowned but sat up and stretched.
"Daddy," Phil whined with outstretched arms. Dan grabbed Phil's hands and
quickly pulled Phil to his feet, letting him fall into his arms. Phil stood up
on his tip toes and kissed Dan deeply. Dan hummed in surprise but melted into
it and lifted Phil up by his waist. Phil smiled and wrapped his arms around
Dan's neck. Dan sat on the end of the bed with Phil moving to straddle his lap.
"Oh, sweetie, you look a mess with your bed hair and swollen lips," Dan spoke
quietly, smiling a bit. Phil kissed Dan again, and pushed him down to the bed.
"While this is cute, don't forget that I'm the Dom. I'm still your daddy."
"Yes, daddy." Phil moved his hands under Dan's t-shirt and kissed him again,
almost immediately deepening the kiss.
"Want daddy," Phil whispered into the kiss. Dan rolled them over so that he was
on top.
"Baby, you don't have to have sex with me if you don't want to." Phil looked
confused for a moment then shook his head.
"I want daddy." Phil took off his thigh highs and sweater, keeping eye contact
with Dan.
"Sweetheart-" Dan was standing now, unsure of what to do. Phil stood in front
of him and put his hands under Dan's shirt, and started moving it upwards. Dan
pulled the shirt off himself when he saw Phil getting impatient.
"It is important that you tell me if you become uncomfortable or if you're in
pain or if you want me to stop. The last thing I want is for you to be hurt by
me." Phil nodded and climbed onto Dan's large bed. He gestured for Dan to join
him which he did after he took off his jeans.
"I love daddy," Phil whispered right before Dan kissed him.
"I love you more, my delicate, little princess," Dan spoke, kissing Phil's
neck. Dan grabbed lube from his bedside table and slicked up his fingers.
"Please, tell me if it hurts." Dan slid one finger in slowly, watching Phil
intently. When Dan didn't move, Phil rocked himself back and forth on Dan's
finger. After a minute or so, Dan added a second finger, scissoring Phil open
and searching for his sweet spot.
"I want daddy," Phil said, impatiently. He was still trying to get more from
Dan's fingers but even as long as they were and as good as they felt, they
weren't enough.
"Patience, kitten." Dan added a third finger, curling them to find Phil's
prostate. Dan found it in no time, and could tell that he had because Phil's
moaning became high pitched. Dan slid his fingers out, making Phil whine. Dan
lubed up his cock and slid into Phil slowly.
"Do you want me to be slow and gentle?" Dan asked, kissing the corner of Phil's
mouth. Phil was panting but shook his head no.
"So you want me to be fast and rough?" Phil nodded his head. Dan smirked and
began to move, gradually building up a fast pace.
"Stop," Phil whispered. Dan immediately stopped his actions.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Phil shook his head and rolled them over so
that he was sat on Dan's cock. Phil sighed in pleasure.
"Daddy?" Is Phil really asking permission? Dan thought. He grabbed Phil's hips
and started moving him up and down, helping him build a rhythm. Phil quickly
figured it out and was bouncing on Dan, making the prettiest noises Dan had
ever heard. After a few bounces, Phil was starting to slow down so Dan flipped
them back over and thrust quickly into Phil, making him come. Dan came soon
after, slowly pulling out and retrieving a wet cloth from the bathroom. He
cleaned himself and Phil up and gave Phil a clean sweater and underwear. He got
dressed and watched as Phil got out of bed himself to get the socks and it
surprised Dan as he didn't think Phil liked them that much. Dan smiled and sat
back down on the bed, and Phil was quick to stand in front of him.
"We have to go down for dinner soon." Phil shrugged and stood in between Dan's
legs.
"Did you have a good nap then?" Dan asked, trying not to smile at Phil, who was
becoming more and more used to disobeying him. Phil nodded his head and grabbed
onto one of Dan's hands. Dan intertwined their fingers and kissed Phil softly,
bumping their noses together. Phil brought his free hand to his lips and
starting sucking on his thumb, but immediately stopped when he realised what he
was doing.
"Why did you stop? I don't mind, princess. Do you do that a lot?" Phil nodded
his head, not looking at Dan.
"I bought you pacifiers and other things earlier. When we were shopping for
your plushies. I thought you'd like them." Phil nodded and smiled, he straddled
Dan again and hugged him tightly.
"But all my rules are going start being more strict. That means no more
misbehaving. Do you understand me?" Phil nodded and cuddled into Dan's neck.
"Let's go get dinner then?" Phil shrugged, and Dan just smiled and carried Phil
downstairs.
***** Chapter Five *****
Phil woke up earlier than Dan because Dan was up late working. Phil went
downstairs for breakfast with Chris and PJ, which was nice even if he couldn't
add much to the conversation. When Chris brought the mail in, Phil saw a couple
boxes for Dan, so he carried them upstairs.
"Daddyyyy," Phil whined, trying to wake Dan up. Phil climbed onto him,
straddling his waist and nuzzling his head into his neck.
"Yes, darling?" Dan slowly opened his eyes and squeezed Phil's hips.
"Up! Up!" Phil sat up and bounced around on the bed. Dan smiled and shook his
head.
"Why?" Phil got up and showed Dan the packages.
"Well put them on the bed, let's open them. C'mon, princess," Dan said, looking
at Phil who was lifting the boxes from the floor to the bed.
"Open this one, I think it's the plushies." Phil nodded and sat cross legged
next to Dan's legs in the middle of the bed. Phil tried to rip the tape but got
frustrated quickly when he couldn't. Dan watched Phil pout for a second or two
then opened the box himself. Phil smiled and took the box back to pull the
plushies out.
"Is everything out of that box?" Phil nodded and Dan handed Phil the other box,
which he had already opened. Phil found two pacifiers first, one said
'Princess' in pink swirly letters and the other said 'Daddy's Little Girl' in
blue, messy handwriting. Phil put the blue one in between his lips and
continued to look through the box. He found a few pairs of laced panties in
blue, pink, purple, green, white, and black and when he looked up at Dan, he
blushed. Phil pulled out three sets of pyjamas, one in purple, one in green,
and one in white, which had a button up shirt and shorts that would cover
pretty much nothing (which was one of Dan's reasons for buying them). The next
few things were sweaters in light blue, pastel pink, and black. And the last
items were thigh high socks to match the sweaters. The blue ones had white bows
at the top front, the pastel pink ones had white lace along the top, and the
black ones had thin black ribbon ties on the side.
"Baby, will you model the stuff I bought you? Put on a show for me? Hm, daddy's
little girl?" Phil blushed and covered his face with his hands, shaking his
head.
"What did I say about disobeying me? I told you I was going to start being more
strict." Dan sat up and was very close to Phil. Dan moved Phil's hands and took
the pacifier from between his lips. He put it on Phil's pillow and pulled Phil
closer.
"Oh, my beautiful baby. You don't know what you do to me," Dan mumbled before
kissing Phil. The kiss was hard and fast. Phil put his hands in Dan's hair,
pulling quite hard, and Dan had his hands on Phil's bum, pressing their bodies
together. Phil had to pull away, panting and whining at how sexually frustrated
Dan was making him.
"Show me all the things you got today, babe. I want to see you in all of them."
Phil nodded quickly and got up to change. He modeled the panties first and then
their matching clothes. The entire time Phil was doing this, Dan was keeping
himself from touching himself or Phil to avoid missing what everything looked
like. The last things that Phil tried on was the blue set because they matched
his pacifier and he wanted to leave it on. Dan smiled as Phil climbed back to
him.
"See, princess? You did really well, and now we can finish what we started,
yeah?" Phil straddled Dan again and he also placed Dan's hands back on his bum,
which Dan could feel through the lacy panties, and put his hands back in Dan's
hair.
"I'm daddy's."
"That's right, baby, you are mine. Can I claim you?" Phil nodded and put his
pacifier back in his mouth. Dan began kissing along Phil's jaw, and down his
neck, to his collarbones, and then back to his neck, which made Phil shiver.
Dan sucked love bites into Phil's neck, then his collarbones.
"I'm not done marking you, little one." Phil's eyes were wide and Dan could
clearly see the pacifier moving, indicating that Phil was actually sucking on
it, which just made Dan even more aroused than he already was.
"Can I take your pacifier? I want kisses. You can have it back in a little
bit." Phil pouted but nodded and allowed Dan to take the object from him. Dan
kissed him deeply, and that was when Phil decided that he liked Dan's lips more
than the pacifiers, and that if Dan ever decided to take his pacifiers, he'd
just kiss Dan into oblivion instead. Dan had his hands in Phil's panties,
running his fingers over Phil's bum. Phil was trying to keep his hands to
himself, but failed and ended up with his hands pressed flat to Dan's chest.
"Baby, can I try something new with you?" Dan mumbled against Phil's lips. Phil
nodded, panting slightly.
"Yes, Daddy." Dan smiled and laid Phil on his back on the bed, putting his
pacifier back between his lips.
"If you don't like it, let me know, kitten." Phil's tail was never usually in
the way, which was especially nice for what he wanted to do. Dan sucked on two
fingers for a brief moment and then slid both into Phil, holding the lacy
panties off to the side with his thumb. Dan heard Phil squeak through the
pacifier, and slowly he started to move his fingers in and out at a slow pace.
"Daddy," Phil said, even though it was muffled with the pacifier in his mouth.
Dan moved down to Phil's hole, removed his fingers, and licked into Phil. Phil
moaned high in his throat and Dan started moving his tongue quickly in and out
of Phil, his hands on Phil's thighs to keep them from squeezing together. Phil
was rocking himself back on Dan's tongue, trying to get as much from it as he
could. Dan put his fingers in Phil's hole, not removing his tongue.
"Yes, daddy, yes!" Phil moaned, spitting out the pacifier and coming all over
himself. He frowned, realising his new panties and sweater were dirty.
Dan cleaned him up and helped him change into a clean pair of panties, thigh
high socks, and a sweater.
"Do you want to go take your plushies into your room? I'll put your clothes
away." Phil nodded and grabbed the stuffed animals from Dan's bed. It took Phil
a moment, but he found a perfect set up for them on his bed, with his Totoro
plushie. When he came back, he laid in bed with Dan, just cuddling and kissing
innocently.
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Phil woke up in a dark room, slightly cold and alone. He immediately turned on
a light and began to look for Dan. After checking every room he could think of,
and was allowed in, he decided to look in the play room. Even though Dan had
told him he wasn't allowed in there without permission.
"Daddy?" Phil said quietly, walking into the dimly lit room.
"Phil, baby, go back to bed. It's late." Dan looked up from the box he had been
looking through.
"I want you."
"Not right now. Go back to bed."
"No." Phil crossed his arms over his chest, pouting.
"Do you want me to spank you? I said go back to bed."
"Yes, spank." Phil turned around and lifted his sweater up, showing the pink
lace panties covering his bum.
"I'm going to give you until the count of three to go back to bed. One..." Phil
bent over more, leaning against the wall, "Two..." Dan moved closer, watching
as Phil pulled the panties up higher, exposing more of his ass, "Three."
"Spank." Phil looked at Dan, waiting for him to actually spank his bum.
"Come here." Dan had sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned for Phil to
come to him.
"Spank me." Phil laid across Dan's legs, preparing himself for what was about
to happen.
"I planned on it. You better start listening or you'll get more punishments. I
think you'll find out soon enough that you don't like getting spanked." Dan
pulled Phil's panties down, and spanked each side five times, fully intending
on stopping.
"Go to bed."
"No. Spank me, daddy." Dan raised his eyebrows before spanking Phil five more
times on each side, successfully turning his bum red.
"Go to bed, now." Dan pulled Phil's panties up and lifted him from his lap.
"I want you." Phil began to whine, rubbing his hands over Dan's torso.
"I said no. I've already spanked you multiple times and I know your bum is
sore, so go to bed. I will be there in a moment." Phil's bottom lip began to
tremble and he burst into tears.
"I want you, now, daddy." Phil was holding onto Dan's hands, pulling them
towards their bedroom.
"We have already talked about this. Naughty kittens get spanked, isolated, and
grounded from daddy's bed. You need to behave. Now go wait for me in our bed. I
will be there as soon as I put this stuff away. If you act up one more time
tonight, you will be sleeping in your own bed." Phil pouted and looked away. He
walked off to their room, obviously upset, but he decided to seduce Dan
further.
A couple minutes later when Dan walked in, Phil had stretched himself wide
open, his ass displayed in the air so that Dan would see it as soon as he
walked in. The only thing Phil was wearing was his thigh high socks and his
collar.
"Princess, this is not what I meant when I said go to bed."
"I want daddy." Phil wiggled his bum in the air, his tail waving about with it.
"Get up, honey." Phil obliged, standing slowly and meeting eyes with Dan.
"Yes?" Phil stood submissively with his hands clasped behind him and head
slightly bowed.
"I will make love to you nice and slow, but you can't tell me when to stop.
That's your full punishment for not listening. We can only stop if it hurts too
bad. You wanted this and now I'm giving it to you, understood?" Phil nodded and
laid down on the bed, legs spread open for Dan.
"I'm going to stretch you more. You're fingers aren't quite big enough, baby."
Phil nodded and watched Dan intently.
Dan moved two of his fingers slowly in and out of Phil, making him moan
obscenely.
"Fast," Phil said, moaning.
"I'm not going any faster, baby girl. I told you it was going to be slow. This
is what you wanted, remember?" Dan smirked, watching the way his words affected
his kitten.
"Please, fast-er," Phil whined. Dan leaned down and licked into Phil, making
him moan louder.
"Babe, be quiet or you'll wake up Chris and PJ. Do you want them to come in
here and see you being spread open?" Dan moved up Phil's body, his fingers
still moving agonisingly slowly in and out of Phil's hole.
"Yes."
"What was that, honey? Do you want Chris and PJ to watch? Or do you want to
play with them, too?" Phil's mind was spinning, the feeling of Dan's fingers
combined with the ideas Dan was putting into his head was too much at once and
he came all over his bare stomach.
"Maybe I'll have to invite them to play with us. Not tonight, though. Tonight
is about teaching you to be careful what you wish for. I'm going to make you
come until you can't anymore. You need to start listening to me. I'm going to
have to find more punishments because I think you're enjoying the ones I've
given you a little too much. Now, baby, I'm going to fuck you nice and slow,
just like I promised." Phil whimpered quietly and waited for Dan to slide into
him. Once fully inside, Dan leaned down to Phil's lips, kissing him deeply.
"It's so hard to go so slow, you just feel so good." Dan sped up his thrusts
slightly, watching the amount of stimulation affect Phil.
"Daddy, yes, please. Fast, daddy, fast," Phil panted out, nails digging into
Dan's back, definitely leaving marks. Phil's tail wrapped itself around his
torso, smearing the drying come into the soft fur. It took almost all of Phil's
restraint to stay still and take what Dan was giving him, trying to fight off a
second orgasm.
"Come for daddy, kitten." It was all Phil needed to come again, making his tail
even more dirty. Dan was still thrusting when Phil came down from the high,
making Phil hard again almost immediately. Phil began to whine, pushing Dan
away, overstimulation getting the best of him. Too much more and it'd be
painful.
"No, baby. You're going to come one more time. You wanted this. You wanted
daddy. You wanted spanked. Do you want daddy to come inside you?" Phil nodded
frantically, wanting to feel something more than his aching hard on.
"Please, daddy, I need you," Phil panted out. His ears were flat against his
head and he was feeling too much at once and yet not enough. Dan thrusted twice
more, filling Phil's hole with his come. Phil tried to hold it in as well as he
could, but he felt it dripping. Phil pointed at his hole, wanting to keep it in
for as long as possible. Dan smirked and retrieved the first toy Phil would
ever play with. It was a vibrating butt plug and it would be perfect for a
misbehaving kitten.
"I'm putting this in until you come. I'm not touching you and you can't touch
yourself. You can come purely by my words," Dan slid the plug in, Phil's face
contorting into a mix of pain and pleasure, "How do you feel about having play
time with Chris and PJ? I bet they'd love to play with you. You're so naughty
and you walk around in panties all the time. If you weren't mine, Chris
probably would have had you bent over a table by now. But you know you aren't
allowed to play with anyone except for me, don't you? Who do you belong to?"
"My daddy," Phil said. Dan turned the vibration onto the lowest setting,
smiling at his kitten.
"That's the right answer baby. The settings go up to four and every question
you get right, I turn the vibration up. Are you ready for your next question?"
Phil nodded with his thumb in his mouth, "What if I go get Chris and PJ right
now? Would you play with them if I told you to?"
"Yes, daddy." Phil moaned as Dan turned the vibration up again.
"Does daddy love you?"
"Oh, yes," Phil moaned loudly.
"Do you love your daddy?" Phil nodded his head quickly, wanting Dan to turn the
vibration up to the highest setting. When he finally did, Phil was panting and
rubbing his bum downwards into the bed.
"I hear someone outside the door, baby. Keep quiet, okay?" Phil nodded, biting
his lip. He stilled his hips momentarily, hoping whoever was outside the door
would just go away.
"I'm sorry we woke you both but you're welcome to join us. I was just teaching
Phil to be careful what he wishes for." Phil whimpered quietly, hoping Dan
would cut the conversation short.
"We can play tomorrow, but right now PJ needs to sleep. He has classes in the
morning and you and your kitten are making too much noise." If Phil wasn't so
out of it, he would have noticed the annoyed tone to Chris's voice but he was
more preoccupied with the vibrations in his ass.
"Daddy, please," Phil whimpered helplessly.
"I have to help my baby, but we are definitely all playing tomorrow after PJ's
classes." Dan closed the door and moved back to the bed, watching Phil moving
against the bed again.
"I told you to keep quiet but I'll let it slide because you need to rest. Last
orgasm of tonight, baby."
Dan helped Phil reach his climax and dressed him for bed, rubbing his bum
soothingly while he waited for him to sleep.
***** Chapter Six *****
When Dan bought PJ, he had a feeling that PJ wouldn't be the kitten for him. He
loved PJ, of course, but there was something about PJ that made him fit better
with Chris, which is why Dan gave him to Chris. Somewhere during the process of
switching PJ's owner, PJ was temporarily placed with a family. Mrs. Richardson
passed him to Mr. Miller during the month of paperwork and meetings that it
took to have PJ readopted. Since then, the laws have changed, and the hybrid
can stay with the original owner until the adoption is finalised. It is widely
thought that the incident with PJ is the reason why.
Since Dan and Chris live in the same house, Dan is still partial owner and
guardian of PJ, just as Chris is for Phil. PJ's 18th birthday is in less than
two months, which means he can make the decision of having Chris as his full
owner. No one doubts that he will make that decision, however there is still
some grey area when it comes to where PJ will be placed during his evaluation.
Dan adopted PJ when he was 16. It was only a day after PJ's birthday when he
was put up for auction, and he was worth a couple hundred thousand pounds. Dan
paid more than double that. Many of the upper class snobs who were at the
auction were appalled by PJ because of his strangeness. Dan found it endearing,
though he found that PJ talked, a lot. Chris quickly fell in love with PJ, and
PJ in love with him, though they tried to hide it from Dan. After six months,
Dan gave PJ to Chris. It was a long conversation, but they cleared everything
up. Chris knew the boundaries in advance, that PJ belonged to Dan, and they had
done nothing inappropriate. Dan was happier when PJ and Chris could be
together. They radiated love and happiness.
PJ was still only 16 when the month-long, readoption process started. Mrs.
Richardson took care of him for the first week, then decided he was too much of
a handful and passed him off to Mr. Miller. They were brought to trial for what
they did in that month, but their power reached just as high as Dan's, and they
only got a year in prison. PJ now occupies his time with classes and therapy.
He goes to different sessions throughout the week by himself and with Chris,
and he was starting to live a normal life. Cheyenne and Matthew were required
to meet with Dan to discuss a settlement for PJ's therapy bills, when they
became inappropriate towards Phil. Dan instead went through the judge, and now
they will both be required to pay for PJ's therapy bills as long as he needs it
and any other settlement money he may need in the future. The case was a big
deal, since it was one of the first victories of a hybrid against a human.
Although it was technically two humans and a hybrid against two humans, the
case still went big as a hybrid against two humans and PJ temporarily became
the face of the hybrid rights movement.
The first week that PJ spent with Mrs. Richardson was nerve wracking for the
both of them. PJ had separation anxiety from Chris and Dan, and Mrs. Richardson
didn't like having a hybrid around. When PJ first told Chris what happened, he
only mentioned what Mrs. Richardson had done. Chris asked about Mr. Miller
after the first conversation, but PJ shut down. Chris noticed how PJ spent more
time alone, with the door locked. He noticed PJ's Hello Kitty plasters
disappearing faster. PJ stopped wearing shorts, and eventually Chris became
suspicious of what PJ was hiding. He saw self inflicted scars on PJ's thighs
one night, when PJ finally let him touch him. PJ thought he'd be in trouble.
PJ still wouldn't tell Chris what happened at Mr. Miller's. Chris helped PJ
stop cutting, but PJ still gets urges to do it, even a year later. It was
nearly Chris's birthday when PJ finally told him what happened.
When Mrs. Richardson was assigned to take care of PJ, he was a bright and
bubbly hybrid. Chris and Dan were allowed to visit PJ on Saturday during the
week he was with Mrs. Richardson but when PJ was switched to Mr. Miller their
visitation was revoked because Mrs. Richardson claimed that it made PJ
misbehave, even though PJ had been praised on multiple occasions for his
obedience and kindness toward others.
When PJ detailed the story of Mrs. Richardson, he didn't realise that what had
happened wasn't his fault, and he thought he'd be in trouble with both Chris
and Dan. PJ said that Mrs. Richardson had an extra bedroom and that he was
supposed to lie to anyone that asked and say that that is where he slept. The
truth was that he slept in a cage in the basement. He wasn't allowed out of the
basement unless someone important came to see him, and at night he was locked
in the cage. He wasn't allowed to have much to eat and was only given food once
a day. When Mrs. Richardson had a bad day, which was every day, she'd go down
into the basement and yell at PJ. If he didn't have important people to see the
next day, she hit him.
Chris was silent after PJ told him, and he was obviously angry, but the hybrid
believed that the anger was toward him. PJ burst into tears, quickly
apologising and promising to sleep on the floor from now on. Chris scooped him
up and held him, assuring him that he would never have to sleep in a cage or on
the floor. Now, the words 'you are my equal' fall from Chris's lips almost as
often as 'I love you' does.
When PJ finally let Chris know the truth about Matthew Miller, Chris had to
excuse himself from the room. He punched a hole into the wall of the hallway
then quickly told Dan to call a lawyer and a police officer. PJ was hesitant to
tell the police what happened, but after being reassured by Chris, Dan, and the
lawyer that he wasn't the one in trouble, he opened up. He immediately closed
back up again, until Dan found a good therapist. PJ has solo sessions on
Tuesdays and a couples session every other Wednesday.
PJ was broken when he came back from Mr. Miller. He hardly spoke, and flinched
every time Chris or Dan got a little too close. It took a while for PJ to
realise that Chris isn't a threat, and even longer to realise Dan isn't one
either. They both sensed that something was wrong, but they didn't want to push
PJ. Even after the story of Mrs. Richardson, they both knew that something was
still missing. A detail was still lacking, but PJ had opened up on his own the
first time, so Chris and Dan waited it out for the second story. Chris
sometimes wishes he hadn't waited. He wishes PJ told him sooner.
PJ had to tell the story of Mr. Miller in parts, as it was too stressful to
recount all at once. At first the story sounded similar to what had happened
with Mrs. Richardson. Mr. Miller kept PJ in a cage in his room. Later PJ would
admit that Mr. Miller masturbated over the cage more than once a day. PJ was
rarely let out of the cage. He was only allowed one bath a week, and when he
did have one, the water was super hot and he had to share with Mr. Miller. PJ
mentioned that he was only allowed to wear underwear, which helped him make the
decision to start wearing panties.
It took PJ a long time to tell Chris the details of the worst days. If Mr.
Miller had a bad day, he took it out on PJ. The first couple times it was
yelling and throwing things, then it escalated to hitting and throwing things
at PJ. After the first week, it wasn't just hitting anymore. Mr. Miller told PJ
how worthless he was over and over while touching him in places that PJ had
never been touched. By the last week that PJ had to spend with him, it was
rape, and it was often. PJ still struggles to have sex with Chris, relying on
Chris's praise and love. PJ is Chris's soft spot, and he doesn't yell around PJ
if he can help it. PJ lets Chris spank him, but there are some days that he
can't handle it.
The court case was even harder on PJ. He had told the story more times than he
could count but there were so many people saying that no one would believe a
hybrid over an actual human. When he was telling the details again for the
court, the questions became increasingly difficult to answer. The questions
were confusing and he almost had a panic attack. Both Mrs. Richardson and Mr.
Miller got a year in prison plus they have to pay PJ's therapy bills.
When Mrs. Richardson and Mr. Miller came to their house, PJ didn't realise that
they were there, so he went downstairs. They were alone when they saw PJ, who
was wandering through the halls to find Chris. They made PJ feel guilty and
responsible for what they had done to him. Which is how Chris found him on the
floor of his playroom having a panic attack.
PJ is still constantly afraid that Chris will treat him the way that those two
evil people had. Even if he knows that that will never happen. Chris does
everything he can to make sure that PJ feels safe, and he's just as spoiled as
Phil. PJ realised that they could do to Phil what they had done to him, and it
made PJ feel protective of Phil. Chris taught PJ that he didn't deserve what
happened and that no one else deserves it either.
Chris helped PJ express himself again by asking him questions about what he
likes. Soon PJ found that he enjoyed girls shorts and t-shirts. PJ's therapist
told Chris that it would be more beneficial for PJ to be able to retreat to a
child like state without worry of judgement or violence. Chris didn't hesitate
to follow the therapist's suggestions, wanting PJ to be happy. PJ was hoping
that Phil would find the same support system in Dan, and if the last month was
anything to go by, Phil was well protected.
Phil is quite nosey, mostly because he can't actually ask questions. He gets
into PJ's clothes and toys, like a child would. And, like a child, Phil didn't
understand why PJ and Chris avoided him and Dan for a week. Dan assured Phil
that he'd understand soon.
On Guy Fawkes Day, Phil got to see fireworks for the first time. He didn't
understand why PJ was so excited and bouncing around all day, or what fireworks
even were. But as the sky became dark, and PJ became even more excited, Phil's
nervousness grew.
"Daddy, scared." Phil had been practicing words recently, mostly emotions, so
that he could better communicate how he felt without writing anything down.
"Why, baby?" Phil climbed into Dan's lap with his little notebook and pen and
wrote down 'fireworks' as the reason why he was scared.
"Awe, honey. I know it's your first time seeing fireworks, but it'll be just
fine. Daddy is right here, huh? Why are you scared of them?"
"Scared. Fi-fire." Dan sat silent for a moment, until it clicked.
"You're afraid of fire?" Phil nodded and pointed to the small bonfire that
Chris was tending a few feet away. Phil was visibly curled even further into
Dan that normal, and hummed in understanding.
"Fireworks aren't really fire, my pretty kitty. And they go up high in the air.
They're quite loud, though, baby. Do you think you can handle that?" Phil
shrugged. He complained when things were too loud, like the TV or radio. For
awhile he was afraid to point it out, since he knew he wasn't supposed to tell
Dan what to do, but when the older man realised that Phil was sensitive to
noise, he always checked to see if Phil would be comfortable with anything that
was even semi-loud. Phil always flinched at loud noises and yelling. Once, when
they were in a park, Dan and Phil walked past a couple that were arguing. While
Dan and Phil were sitting on a bench overlooking a little lake, the couple grew
loud, yelling at each other and throwing things. Phil cowered away from the
sound and moved closer to Dan with every sentence. It took a moment for Dan to
calm Phil down enough to move to a different side of the lake, and since then,
Dan is careful not to yell or raise his voice.
When Dan was going through the paperwork sent by Charlotte Clarke, he noticed
that the shop that Phil was from bounced between owners since it was created.
No one kept it for longer than two years. Dan decided to ask Phil about his
past at the shop. Phil quickly brushed it off and went back to sucking on his
pacifier and playing with his toys. Dan worried that Phil had gone through
something similar to PJ, and decided to wait it out just like Chris had. He
worried about Phil constantly, and he didn't know if it was because of what
happened to PJ or because Phil was his baby or what, but there was always a
voice in the back of his head worrying about Phil.
"The fireworks are going to go off soon, baby. If they are too loud, we can go
inside and watch through the window, okay?" Phil nodded, but ran into the
house, leaving a slightly shocked Dan behind. The older man quickly followed
Phil into the house, walking behind him as he entered his bedroom.
"What are you doing, little one?" Phil lifted his Totoro plushie from his bed
and showed it to Dan. Once outside, they curled back up together on the lounge
chair, covered with Phil's favourite blanket. Phil covered his ears as the
fireworks went off, but he did a lot better than Dan expected him to. Phil told
him as they were getting into bed that he was still afraid of them, but Dan
made him feel safe.
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