I'm a naughty kitten today, I have an itch under my skin. When you arrive home, I greet you at the door with a kiss and bite your lip hard. I kneel down to help you remove your work boots, but tickle your feet as I do (I know you despise this). I made your favorite dinner but purposely serve it to you sitting on the couch instead of at the dining table, like I know you'd prefer. After dinner, I wash the dishes while you're in the shower knowing you'll get blasted with icy cold water. Then, I smirk at you when you come out of the bathroom.
You know exactly what I'm doing. You've learned to recognize when I'm in this mood. So it's no surprise when you call me into the bedroom.
You're sitting on the edge of the bed and I stand in front of you. "Is there something you need baby?" you ask, in a gruff voice.
I stare back at you, biting my lip, "Nope," I reply while popping the P knowing that will drive you mad.
I do know what I need,  but I'm terrible at asking for it. I can never quite get my throat to form the words. However,  I'm a lucky kitten because you always know.
You reach out and take my hand, skin rough against my palm. Turning my hand over you bring it to your lips,  and sink your teeth into my Mount of Venus. The pain is sharp and stinging, it allows me to let go. I close my eyes and tilt my head back.
"Kitten, are you sure there's nothing you need?"
I whimper, and grind out,  "I need the chase, please?" Practically humiliated at how soft my voice has gone.
Your voice going rough and grumbly, as you chuckle, "Oh, I know." Somehow, you always know. "You want to change into something I can rip off of you later, sweetheart?"
My hands shake a bit as I change, pulling a thin white slip over my naked body. I'm already excited and I'm sure you'll be able to smell it on me. I exit the closet and you're still sitting in the same spot, an alpha predator in our own home.
Your nostrils flare as you growl, "You've got 90 seconds, go, run and hide." My heartbeat immediately speeds up as I rush from the room, fast feet slipping on the stairs and dash out the back door. It's almost too cold now for this game but I want to feel the grass under my back. The backyard feels like a maze of shadows as my feet crunch over the fallen leaves. I hear the screen door slam and I know my time is up.
My heart pounds in my ears as I stand trembling behind the big maple at the back of the yard, deep in the shadows. I can hear your foot steps through the grass. Then, you're on me! Seizing my shoulders roughly, dragging me into you. I struggle in your strong arms, scratching at your chest and escape! I dart off again, into the dark but you're right behind me grabbing at my long hair, reeling me in. My breath is harsh in my chest as you take me to the ground, teeth and lips finding my pulse point as your hands rip at my dress.
I fight, because we both love it when I do,  but you easily overpower me. Growling in my ear as you bite down on the nape of my neck. And then there's nothing but us, nails and teeth, deep harsh breaths in the cold night air, taking each other apart piece by piece.
I come back to myself, chilly in the cool damp grass, with my head resting on your bare chest listening to the deep rumble of your satisfied purr.
I am a happy kitten, because you always know.