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Behind Closed Doors (1x1 w/ PoisonousIvee)

Kit kept good on his word; wearing a different collar everyday and the cincher under his clothes, loving even tidbits of attention Morgan gave him for it.
 
Morgan was having the time of his life. He was loving every depraved second that he made Kit purr.
 
He could hardly stand it, he wanted more and more every day. Morgan was bad for him, but he didn't care for a moment.
 
Things took a huge leap when Morgan finally had clients show up. Remote toys, missing clothes, bite marks, anything he could do to drive Kit deeper, he did.
 
Kit practically dug his own grave, doing everything Morgan asked of him without question. Letting him leave marks and fruitlessly trying to hide them from clients.
 
Morgan took it further and further. Kit was being broken down so easily. One day, Kit received an email from Morgan. "Come to office. Clients will be here soon." Was all it said.
 
His ears perked forward and he looked a little confused before he closed the email and stood from his desk, moving into Morgan's office, "Is everything ok?"
 
"Under the desk. Little surprise for you." He said. He sounded excited, on edge. Impatient. Kit knew the tone well by now, a sign that Kit was about to experience something he wasn't sure he should enjoy.
 
His ears went back a bit but he nodded, moving to crawl under the desk and sat under the desk waiting, "What's going on?"
 
Morgan suddenly placed a blindfold over his eyes, and clipped his collar to a short leash coming off from the underside of the desk. "We're... gonna try something new." He said, and Kit could hear the grin.
 
"Mhm. You're gonna suck me off during the meeting, but only when I say so. You'll know it's time when I give you a signal.. probably grab your ear or somthin'." He said.
 
He gave a low chuckle, and then, just like that, ignored him. Like he wasn't there. Like he wouldn't be there until Morgan wanted him to be there.
 
He purred more before forcing himself to stop, his nails digging hard into the carpet. He wanted to peek, wanted to see what was going on, but didn't dare disobey him.
 
He heard other voices suddenly, and Morgan got up to shake hands with the men, before they sat down and discussed vague business plans.
 
He tried not to pay attention to the words, it wasn't any of his business anyway. He just tried to pay attention for Morgan's sign - whatever it was.
 
Morgan made a bit of an over the top laughing fit at one of the men's jokes, and Kit could swear he heard a zipper. A slight shuffle, and then he felt Morgan's finger trail up the edge of his ear slowly.
 
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