No (but actually yes, of course!)

Soooo, I have made a Discord server. Mainly because I've been playing around with AI image generation to visualize some of the stuff in my mind and want to share it without having to image host. It's ai slob, but it's the best I can do right now, so if you want to check it out, follow this link: https://discord.gg/kEK7rCsxXH

I might also pre-release chapters there if I am unsure about them, and you are welcome to share your ideas and opinions there too.

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"Hm... I guess not?", he posited in as serious a tone as he could. His pet's expression fell, and she looked outright heartbroken before catching herself and nodding sadly.

"Of course, master." She didn't argue nor think it was unreasonable on his part. Somehow, she just accepted what he'd meant to be a layup for sexy banter.

On the one hand, her apparent submission was a massive turn-on, on the other hand, he felt seriously bad for his catastrophic miscommunication. They were both new to this and mishaps were bound to happen. He resolved to quickly fix his mistake and lifted her from his limb penis. Emi yipped in surprise, her eyes wide as he unceremoniously laid her out beside himself.

She tried to react, confused, but before she could, he grabbed both her wrists and fixed them above her head with one hand. Her eyes widened, and arousal displaced the disappointment from before.

"I was joking.", he whispered in her ear as he leaned in. It was his turn to straddle her hips, one hand fixing her hands in place and holding him up while he pulled her tank top up with the other. Her perky breasts freed, he leaned down and took one of her pink nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and teeth.

Emi's subdued protests quickly faded into gasps as his free hand found its way between her legs and onto a little nub. Looking up, her face was flushed, and she smiled while looking down at him. Her lips were slightly parted, mixes of gasps and moans leaking in rhythm with his ministrations.

"You are mean~.", she stated with no heat and a breathy, needy voice.

"And I kind of really like it."

The affection in her eyes made him feel warm inside. Finally, he felt like this wasn't just a crazy whim on his boss's part. Somehow, this crazy girl had known that they'd fit together, and with every moan he stole from her lips, he felt more confident in her judgment.

He continued his teasing, her slit eager, wet and sticky from his seed. Emi was just as enthusiastic, her voice going higher and higher as she approached the edge. Michael knew how to properly finger his partner; he'd learned fast in his first relationship.

And in that same relationship, he'd learned how to drive someone mad by edging them. Just as he felt Emi tense up and briefly brush against the edge of an orgasm, he pulled away. Needy, denied gasps followed only to drown in renewed wet moans as he resumed his teasing with slow, gentle motions.

Gradually, he brought Emi back to the edge of an orgasm, briefly holding her there. Her arms strained against his weight as the cat girl fought to increase the pleasure just that last little bit, but it was useless.

"Master~", she whined, both frustrated and delighted by the **** he put her through. He suddenly increased the pressure on her clit and her voice skipped.

"Master, Master, Master, I am~", she immediately began to beg in a panicked voice.

"Please, can I~", she couldn't finish the question before her pleasure had once again receded from that magical edge. Her body shook with furious need, and a muffled cry of frustration rang out.

"Please, masteeeer. Please, please pleaaaase", tears had gathered in her eyes from sheer despondency at her denial. Her ears had taken an almost aggressive stance, pointing up and to the side, while her tail beat against his side as if to vent her frustrations.

"You want to cum?", he asked her in a honied voice. She eagerly nodded, her ears immediately switching to a happy flickering.

"Hm... alright.", his fingers returned to her sensitized clit and started carressing it with increasingly fast circles. Her body reacted almost instantly, and Emi's face lit up with pure joy as her moans increased in volume.

"Yes, yes, yes...", She quickly brushed against the edge again.

"C-can I?", she desperately asked again, waiting for his explicit permission. He stayed quiet and just increased the pressure on her clit. Her face turned dispondent as she realized his plan, and she almost looked ready to cry.

"Please, master.", she almost shouted, her voice filled with urgency.

"Can, I cum? Can, I cum? Please, let me, please, please, please." Her body began to violently shake as she held on against the flood of pleasure, bashing against her control. Michael felt the tremors and saw the urgency in her eyes as she continued to beg. He could feel as she lost control and was about to cross the point of no return.

"You can cum.", he said at the very last moment.

Relief flooded across Emi's face, a second before her eyes rolled back and she started cumming.