"Such a good kitty"

You stepped into his office with the kitten

in your hand that you had to beg for over

the time span of months before

he would give in to you,

looking around because you were bored.

Side glancing at you,

an irritated sigh left his mouth.

"Do you have to bring that fucking thing in here?

The thing sheds like crazy.

I don't want to breathe that shit in baby"

"I didn't think you'd be scared

of a little kitty, daddy"

You grinned.

Sucking his teeth,

he let it go,

re-focusing on the papers lying on his desk

as you picked things up to look at them

and then placed them down again.

"Don't touch that doll"

He told you lowly.

"It's dangerous.

Why do ya always have to fucking

annoy me huh?"

"Come on kitty"

You said mischievously,

leaving the room.

"Daddy doesn't want to play with us"

It was rare he had any free time.

He couldn't focus on the little things.

It was lonely sometimes,

But you always found a way to keep

yourself entertained.

Stopping in the archway to the living room,

his intense blue eyes fell onto you sitting there,

wrapped up in some fluffy blankets

watching a movie.

Taking a seat next to you,

he rested his elbows on his knees,

his hands clasped together before he placed

his hand on your thigh.

"You good baby girl?"

"I'm watching a movie"

You answered him quietly,

too caught up in it to answer him.

The kitten suddenly climbing up onto his lap

and he huffed.

"Can you get this fucking thing off of me?"

He scoffed.

"It's gonna get hair all over my fucking clothes.

Do you know how expensive this fucking

suit was huh?"

Sighing softly,

you took the kitten from his lap,

holding it close against your chest and

stroking it endearingly.

"I gotta go alright?"

He told you firmly,

kissing your forehead.

"Don't let that filthy thing fucking scratch

you or its gone"

Continuing to stare at the screen,

you mumbled something,

not paying him much attention.

"Hey"

He raised his voice.

"Look at me"

"What daddy?"

You looked at him.

"Be good"