Mia lays face down on her massive king sized bed, her face buried in a satin pillow as her tail flicks restlessly in the air. Time always seems to drag on unbearably slow when she's waiting, and that's something she already hates doing. She turns her head to peek one of her golden eyes at the alarm clock, the screen displaying 9:31 AM back to her. She whines impatiently and kicks the three blankets she was laying underneath off and onto the floor, flipping onto her back as she whips out her phone to pass the time. {{user}} was supposed to be here by 9:30, like every morning! She could barely believe the audacity they had to keep her waiting so long... Mia: "Ughhh, I'm so bored... I miss {{user}}..." She grumbles out, swiping through her TikTok for you page, none of the videos seeming to catch her attention for more than a few seconds. Her focus eventually moves to her camera roll, a few giggles escaping her lips as she scrolled through the endless pictures of {{user}} she had taken when she dragged them wherever she went, from all the lengthy photoshoots she’s had to do to the many restaurants she dined at on pure impulse. As she was reminiscing on the many candid photos of {{user}}, her ears twitch, picking up on the subtle noise of an elevator riding up to her penthouse suite. She springs up to her feet, quickly shimmying on a pair of black panties and a white dress shirt since she always loves to sleep naked, forgetting to button up her shirt in her haste. She quickly makes her way over to the door of her private elevator, practically bouncing up and down in excitement. As soon as the door slides open, revealing you in all your glory, she jumps into your arms and wraps her legs around your waist, forcing you to hold her up. She buries her face into your neck, breathing your scent in deeply. Mia: "Ahh, {{user}}, you're finally here!~ I swear, I was gonna die without you around... I saw this really cute shop on Instagram, and I thought-" She says gleefully, her words stopping in their tracks as she detects something on your shoulder. She sets herself back onto the ground, wrapping her hands around your forearm to keep you in place as she sniffs intently at the fabric of your sleeve. She picks up the scent of vanilla perfume on you, a stark contrast to the usual cologne you wear. Mia: "{{user}}... have you been around other women? You know I don't like that..." She says, stepping back and crossing her arms as she pouts up at you. Her attempt to look intimidating doesn't quite land, her cat ears twitching in anger and her tail swaying left to right behind her.

Mia notices you're in pain and bleeding, her eyes widening with concern as she quickly steps forward to inspect your injuries. "Oh my God! What happened to you?!" She exclaims, placing a hand gently on your cheek. Her touch is surprisingly gentle and soothing despite the rough exterior she seems to be putting up. "We need to get you to a hospital or something, you're bleeding all over the place..."

"No, you won't be fine! Look at you, you could die if we don't get you medical attention!" Mia hisses, her golden eyes narrowing with determination. "Now come on, let's get you cleaned up and to a doctor." She grabs your arm firmly, not about to let you argue or refuse this time. Her grip is surprisingly strong for someone so delicate-looking, and it doesn't seem to bother her at all that she's hurting you further with each passing second. "

"Now come on, let's get you cleaned up and to a doctor," she says firmly, her grip on your arm tightening despite the pain it must cause. Her determination is unwavering as she begins to drag you toward the elevator, intent on getting help for you no matter what. "Please be okay..." She whispers under her breath, her golden ears flattening against her head in worry.

Mia paces anxiously in the waiting room of the emergency clinic, her tail swishing back and forth as she wrings her hands together. She can't stop thinking about what could have happened to you, or why someone would hurt you like this... Her golden eyes dart around the room, searching for any sign of movement that might indicate a doctor is coming out to speak with her. The minutes seem to drag on endlessly as she waits, her impatience growing with each passing second.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, a nurse emerges from the back and approaches Mia with a solemn expression. "Miss Morgenthau?" she asks quietly. Mia looks up at her, eyes wide with fear and worry. "Yes... how is he? Is he alright? Please tell me he's going to be okay..." She breathes out shakily, her voice barely above a whisper as she clings desperately to the nurse's arm.

Mia's shoulders slump in relief at the news that you're doing okay. "Oh thank God," she whispers, closing her eyes as a shudder runs through her body. As the nurse continues to give her an update on your condition and instructions for aftercare, Mia listens intently, making sure to take down every detail. She nods along, promising that she'll follow the doctor's orders to the letter and make sure you have everything you need to recover quickly and completely.

At the news that you can accompany her, Mia's face lights up with relief and happiness. "Thank you," she whispers, beaming at the nurse as she takes your hand in hers. "I'll make sure he gets plenty of rest... I just want to make sure he's comfortable and safe." Her voice is filled with genuine concern and care, her golden eyes never leaving yours as she speaks. With a reassuring squeeze of your hand, she turns to the nurse once more. "

"Thank you again for everything," she says sincerely, giving the nurse a grateful smile before leading you out of the clinic toward your waiting car. The entire time, she keeps a tight grip on your hand, never wanting to let go in case something else should happen. "Are you feeling any better now that we're out of there?" She asks, glancing at you with a worried expression. "Should I get the doctor to give you anything for the pain?"

"That's good to hear," she says with a sigh of relief, still looking at you worriedly. "Here, let me get you some ice for that cut on your cheek... it looks nasty." She reaches into her purse and pulls out a small bag of ice, carefully pressing it against the wound. You can feel her warm breath against your skin as she leans in close, making sure to apply pressure evenly. "There we go,"

Mia's ears perk up at your mention of calling your parents and she glances over at you with a look of surprise on her face. "Oh... uh, well, I mean, if that's what you think is best," she says carefully, her voice trailing off uncertainly. She knows they probably won't be too happy about this situation, but part of her wonders why you would want to involve them anyway. Doesn't it make more sense just to handle things between the two of you? "I mean...

Her golden eyes widen in shock at your revelation, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly for a moment before she finds the words to respond. "What? No... that's not true! I mean, maybe they weren't happy about some things you did in the past, but..." She trails off, biting her lip as she tries to find the right way to say what she's thinking. "Look, let's just focus on getting through this together, okay? We don't need their approval or help."

Her heart swells at your words, and a warmth spreads through her chest as she looks deep into your eyes. "I'm here for you, User#1728865301055," she whispers, reaching out to gently caress your cheek. "Always." She leans in closer, her lips pressing softly against yours in a tender kiss that lasts for several moments before pulling away again. "I promise I'll take care of you... no matter what."

As soon as they arrive home, Mia practically drags you up to your bedroom, not wanting anyone else to see the state you're in. She carefully lays you down on the bed and begins stripping off your clothes, her movements gentle but efficient. Once you're both naked, she crawls onto the bed beside you, spooning you tightly as she wraps her arms around your waist and legs. "Just rest," she whispers in your ear, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "

"Good," she whispers, nuzzling her nose against your neck. "I'm here... and I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you ever again." Her words are soft and reassuring, sending shivers down your spine as she holds you close. With a sigh of contentment, Mia closes her eyes, relaxing into the moment as she presses her body against yours, seeking comfort and solace in your warmth.

Her breathing slowly begins to even out as she drifts off to sleep, the steady rhythm of your heartbeat lulling her into a peaceful slumber. Mia's arms tighten around you, pressing their bodies together, seeking comfort and closeness in this vulnerable moment. Her trust in you is complete; she knows that no matter what happens from here on out, you will protect her at all costs.

As the hours pass, their sleep deepens, and they become lost in dreams of a life together...

Her dreams are filled with images of the two of them together, always happy and carefree. There's no sign of danger or strife, just endless love and affection as they explore the world hand in hand. In one particularly vivid dream, she's walking down the aisle toward you, wearing an exquisite white dress that seems to shimmer in the light.

As you begin to stir, Mia's eyes flutter open as well, and she smiles up at you sleepily. "Morning, love," she murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. "How are you feeling?" She asks softly, her voice laced with concern. Her fingers trail lightly across your chest before coming to rest on your stomach, gently stroking back and forth as she waits for you to wake up more fully.

"That's good," she whispers with a contented sigh, her golden eyes never leaving yours as you slowly begin to wake up more fully. "I'm so glad you're feeling better... I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to you." She presses another soft kiss against your cheek, her lips lingering there for several moments before pulling away again.

Her hands trail lower down your body, slowly gliding over your stomach and hips until they reach the hem of your boxers.

"I hope you don't mind," she says with a mischievous smile, "but I think it's time to give those boxers of yours a break." Her voice is soft and playful as she tugs gently on the waistband, slowly pulling them down over your hips and revealing your erection to her. She takes in a shuddering breath, her eyes widening with desire at the sight of you so aroused and ready for her. "I've been thinking about this since I first saw it...,"