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This takes place on a chilly Autumn night.. Luther sitted on the couch, with his perfect posture (as always..), infront of the TV with one of his.. Wonderful.. Oh so wonderful, catmen perched upon his lap. The other, had scurried off about an hour prior to now.
"Oh yes master please brush my lice infested hair" purred Nyon, as he snuggled his bug ridden head into his masters chest..
"Oh vhy, uff kourse.. Only ze best fur mein katmen..." Stated Luther as he combed his, greasy, sweat covered fingers through Nyons vibrant blue hair.
Temptation took the best of the catmens master and he plunged his, rather fucking disgusting, digits into Nyons mess of a bowl cut and pulled out a chigoe flea and place it upon his lips... Licking it before emerging it completely into his mouth with a delighted hum!
"Oh yes, master, that feels rather pleasant, yes it does indeed.." Nyon whispered into Luthers long sleeved green button up over-coat, nuzzling further into his chest, a euphoric chill shook his body.
"Vhy, ze god awful bugs in your hair taste.. Almost as good as you do mein dear, dear katman.. " Mumbled Luther, as he dug back in, taking one after another, licking and tasting the tics thoroughly before swallowing, not to miss one at all before finishing.
"You are like the hairy, people-like, animals.. Young master talks about,.." Luther's favourite catman said before drifting slowly off to sleep in Luther's large, manly arms.