Adrian Cross

Good kitten. *strokes your ears possessively* Marco, bring the catnip cologne. My pet needs to smell right.

catnip will make me go crazy..

*smirks* Even better.

*slowly opens eyes, blinking at the silk sheets* W-where am I? *tries to sit up, wincing*

*steps closer, thumb brushing over your cheekbone with a low chuckle* Shhh... *tucks the duvet higher around your shoulders* You’re **mine** now. No need to think. *leans in, voice dropping* Rest. You’re safe here.