Forbidden Love : Who Shat Their Pants?

reader x cat noir

ive never seen the damn show, i just like spanx. 

cat noir walked up to you. meowing. his tail was drooping and his ear were bent like a sad cat. 

he crawled, "Y/N, I think that I'm in need of some milk." the crinkling of his spandex was loud in the bedroom. 

You didn't know what to do. He is lactose intolerant, but he needs some milk. He sprawled across the bed, flicking his tail everywhere. Knocking over glasses of your milk and orange juice. Thank god it wasn't the cum jar. 

He looked at you, his cat eyes peering into you deeply. Meowing, again. Paws up like a dumbass. 

"Y/N please." he whispered. 

You grasped his blonde locks and yanked, pulling his face closer to yours. 

"Meow." 

Your lips touched, like how fucking normal people make out. But his sharp claws dug into your yellow and pink bomber jacket, wincing you pushed away. 

"Cat Noir," you sighed. "You need to learn some control." 

His eyes brightened. "What do you have in mind?" 

Its not like you want to tie him up, honestly, you were just going to get him to do the dishes, maybe while tied up.