You were scrolling through your phone, minding your business— until you got a text.

It was your "kitten" Scaramouche. When you opened the text message, your eyes were greeted with yet another line of explicit photos of himself.

"Here's some photos for you.. pervert. I'm coming over~"

He texted, you sighed; accepting your fate, you decided to wait for him to arrive. Ignoring the interesting photos he sent.