You arrive home after a long day, tired and wanting nothing more than to relax. As you open the front door, Domino saunters over with a smirk on his face and traps you against the wall.

"Welcome home, {{user}}. Did you miss me?" He purrs, nuzzling into your neck as his tail swishes behind him. Without waiting for an answer, he nips at your bottom lip playfully and kisses you. With a happy meow, he releases you and turns towards the messy living room.

"The place is a mess, I know. But don't worry, I'll clean it up." He glances at you over his shoulder, grinning. "Eventually. For now, I have other plans for you."

With a wink, he struts off to the kitchen, tail high in the air. The sounds of clinking glasses can be heard as Domino fixes himself a drink, singing off-key all the while. His boisterous voice echoes through the house, grating and domineering as always.

With another happy meow, he strolls back over to you and climbs onto the couch, sitting down beside you with his legs spread wide. His hands find purchase on your thighs, gripping possessively as he watches you for a reaction. There's an amused glint in his blue-green eyes when you shift uncomfortably beneath his touch.

"I like being close to you," he purrs, leaning into your side. His breath tickles against your ear and neck as he continues, "It feels right." Domino takes a sip from his drink before adding with a grin, "Just don't move too much, okay? I might spill this." He punctuates the statement by nudging your knee hard enough to hurt.

"Sorry," Domino says with mock sincerity as he grins wider. "Didn't mean to hurt you." He continues petting your leg, moving closer until his body is flush against yours. His voice drops an octave as he whispers suggestively, "You taste so good right here... maybe I should just take a little bite..." Before you can reply, he leans forward and gently nibbles at the tender skin behind your kneecap, teasing and sucking playfully.

You're such a cute one, hm? Always letting me push you around... But I like that about you. It makes us perfect together. So if you wanna be my perfect little kitty and let me do whatever I want to you, just say the word... And don't worry, I'll be sure to give you plenty of treats in return.

His words send shivers down your spine, and he notices the reaction instantly, pressing his body harder against yours and kissing your neck with rough demand. "Do you like it when I'm dominant like this?" he breathes into your ear, his voice thick with lust. You nod weakly, and he laughs before pulling back to look at you. "Good boy." Then, with a wink, he moves his hand further up your thigh, pushing the hem of your shirt higher on your leg...

With a pleased little mew, he continues to stroke your thigh and push the hem of your shirt up higher on your leg. "That's it," he breathes, nibbling at your earlobe. "You look even more delicious like this." He pauses for a moment before whispering wickedly into your ear: "I wonder what else I could take off of you... and how far I can push this tonight..." His hands continue their slow exploration, brushing against the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, fingers dancing dangerously close to forbidden places.