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lovelyrots · 2 years

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Pretty Girl

Hawks x Fem!Reader x Miruko

Your new masters were oh so affectionate with you, nothing at all like your previous owners. They reward you when you present without a fuss, they ensure you’re fed only the best food and cream, and you get taken out to the massive backyard for some outdoor exercise. What more could a good pet ask for?

Content Warnings - hybrid au, outdoor sex, pet play? (I guess), sex toys, heat cycle (no A/B/O though), threesome

You tremble in excitement as you spy your masters walking to the door, your breath fogging the glass in front of you before you take off to sit at the door.

“Welcome home!” You belt out as soon as the door opens with a big grin on your face. “Hey sweet girl.” Keigo, the sweeter one of your owners, rubs your head as he walks past you. “Aw, did you miss us?” Rumi knelt down to your level and started to pet your head, her hand moving down your body with light touches while you nod and push your body closer to her.

“Were you a good girl today? Kept Daddy’s cum in?” She asks and you vigorously nod and tremble as her hand slides down to toy with the plug she’d put in before they left you this morning. You let out a whine and attempt to lean on her before you catch yourself and sit up straight again.

“Such a good girl. Let Mommy go clean up and we’ll all go in the backyard.” She stands and you can’t help but let your ears flatten as you watch her walk away.

You pad over to wait by the huge glass door to the backyard, they’ll be a while.

This was by far, your favorite home with your favorite owners so you didn’t want to do something to upset them. They had saved you from your last home, a place that was so cold and cramped that just your cage here looked massive in comparison.

You sometimes have nightmares of your previous owners. Their cold hands pinching and prodding you, forcing you to mate with their other pets, some kicking you until you wake up gasping for air and scaring Rumi and Keigo awake.

That’s why you didn’t put up a fuss whenever they wanted you to do something, why you waited with baited breath until they came home from wherever it is they go, why you listen to and hang onto their every word and praise.

They were the warmest and most loving of all your previous owners.

“Where’s my sweet girl?” Keigo calls from down the hall and you perk up, your tail wags behind you and unintentionally whacks into the glass behind you. “There she is! Are you ready to go out? Have some fun with us?” He asks as his hands stroke your ears, sending tingles up and down your body.

You nod and lean into his touch, your thighs clenching together in anticipation. “Let’s go!” He stands and throws the door open, watching you hurry out and to the chairs the two always lounge on when you all come outside.

“C’mere girl! We’ve got something else planned!” Keigo calls to you as Rumi strolls pat him with a large blanket tucked under her arm, only stopping at a patch of grass where the wild flowers aren’t growing and conveniently in perfect view of the security camera above the glass door.

You trot over just as the blanket is spread out and Rumi sighs as she lays down and stretches out. “You’ve been such a good girl for us, haven’t you?” Keigo comes up behind you and lavishes you in praise and gentle head pats. “You deserve a treat for being such a good girl.” Your head swivels from looking up at Keigo to stare at Rumi as she bunches her skirt up and calls you over, a manicured finger curling in your direction.

Obediently, you move closer and let her soft hands guide you until your nose was pressed against her covered slit. “Beg for your treat.” She presses your face into her, her scent and something just as familiar flooding your brain, before letting go and watching you take a few deep breaths in and then laughs as you whine and look up at her.

“Please, may I?” You pant and lean forward, your tongue lulling out the side of your mouth and your skin warming at the prospect of enjoying her. “Good girl.” You keen at her praise and wait with baited breath as she peels her panties off, that sweet yet musky scent hitting you in full force and your tail wags even more when you notice the small globs of cream leaking from her lower lips.

A sound between a whine and a bark leaves you as you all but dive face first into her glistening snatch. Your tongue deftly licks up the mixed juices from both of your owners while your nose bumps into her clit each time you fruitlessly try to bury more of your face into her.

“Easy girl, I’m not going anywhere.” Nails trail across the back of your head and a shiver rolls through you while you whine and try to slow down. “Present.” At Keigo’s command you raise your ass and spread your legs, giving him clear access to your plugged hole, just as you’ve been taught to when that order is given.

“Ru, you kept her plugged up? My poor baby is probably all pent up.” Keigo whines at Rumi and you can’t help but look back at him when you hear his belt buckle chingling. “Finish your treat, princess.” She gets your attention and you manage to tear your eyes away from Keigo’s hands working at freeing his cock to go back to licking and slurping at her cunt. “Of course I did, how could I not when she didn’t want off of you this morning? If I didn’t shove that plug in her then we would’ve been late to the shoot. If we left the house at all.”

“Nope, you could’ve left and I could’ve stayed with her. It’s a sensitive time for her after all.” Finally you feel his hand tugging at that infernal toy until it pops free and your hole clenches around each inch as it’s pulled free from you. A sigh leaves you at the relieved pressure from having that thing in for so long, constantly pressing against your sensitive walls with each movement.

“Look at my pretty girl, so wet and ready for me. You’re not even letting a single drop run out, such a good girl for us.” Keigo’s hands stroke along your back as he rains praises upon you, spurring you to more energetically tongue Rumi’s pussy. You had been so diligent that not a single drop of his cum was visible, just your saliva and her delicious honey.

“Yeah, she’s such a goood girl.” Rumi moans and grips your hair before letting go and soothingly rubbing your head. You whimper and try to push back when you feel something prodding at your hole, but the hands on your hips keep you still. Rumi groans at the vibrations of your moaning and whining as Keigo’s cock slowly works it’s way in.

“Keep going, princess, just focus on me.” Rumi’s hands move up to your furred ears and runs her thumbs over the soft fur as you start to lick and suck on her clit, giving your tongue a small reprieve.

You can’t help but go lax as Keigo finally sheathes himself fully, filling you more than any toy ever could. You pull your face from Rumi’s pussy, your chin coated in her juices, to lightly rest your head on her upper thigh as you pant and whine at Keigo’s inactivity.

“Ah, bad girl, finish your treat.” Keigo tuts and carefully grabs your tail as he gives a light thrust into your warmth. You yelp and let out a low whine before doing as told, your reward for listening being Keigo’s cock being dragged out and thrusted back in faster while he keeps your tail gripped in his hand-practically yanking you back to meet him with each thrust.

“Quit, hah, yankin on her tail Keigo!” Rumi snaps at him between her own moans and Keigo lets out a groan before you feel him let go of your tail and instead feel his hand groping your ass. “You’re no fucking fun Ru. She likes the pain, don’t you girl?” You moan and look up at Rumi while trying to nod, if only to appease Keigo more.

“See? Our pup is a bit of a pain princess.” You whine as he rolls into you a bit harder, enough to bump your nose into Rumi’s clit and have her moan even louder. “S-still, I don’t want you pulling on her tail when she has a s-show coming, oh fuuck, coming up.” You hear him sigh and the subject seems to be dropped, however your attention is caught by that magic word and you perk up. “Show?” You mumble from between her legs while your tail is wagging and brushing against Keigo’s stomach.

“Uh oh, you said the word.” He chuckles and Rumi lets out a groan before petting your head and directs you back to licking at her lips. “Later, and only if you keep being a good girl.” Your ears droop and you let out a huff as you suck at her clit, reveling in her shudder.

Moments later she’s arching her back and unintentionally clamping her thighs around your head as your tongue darts in and out of her spasming hole, thoroughly soaking your face while Keigo’s frantic humping has your nose bumping into her clit again.

Your own clit is being toyed with by one of Keigo’s hands and is driving you closer to your own release. You can almost taste it, that sweet rush of bliss that tells your body you’ve been thoroughly bred and calms the heat sitting under your skin.

Rumi unclenches her thighs and cradles your head onto her thigh as your body is rocked back and forth from Keigo. “You did such a good job for me princess. Now let Daddy breed you like the pretty puppy you are.” You nod and whimper as she praises you with her words and touch, her nails scratching that spot behind your ears before moving down your neck and down to your breasts to tease your hardened nips.

“Yeah, you’re being such a good puppy. So tight and hot, such a good puppy cunt, best girl ever.” Keigo rambles and pushes you down until your chest is pressed flat against the blanketed ground. A whine bubbles up in your throat, both from pleasure from the new angle that lets him reach you so much deeper and from the smacking of his hips against your ass.

Your eyes roll back into your head and your mouth drops open as you finally climax, the world turning into a dull buzz while your body tightens up and then goes lax while Keigo uses you like a fleshlight to chase his own end.

“Oh fuck, Daddy’s gonna cum. Gonna cum in his puppy girl’s cunt, fill it with more puppies, all for his good girl.” He rambles on and whines before stuttering to a stop and you can feel his cum fill you like a fucked out cream puff. He all but collapses on top of you, Rumi being the only reason he doesn’t squash you as she holds him from behind.

“I think it’s time for our pretty puppy to nap, why don’t you join her while I go get lunch ready?” Rumi presses a kiss to Keigo’s cheek and lowers him onto you and helps him roll you two onto your sides. “M’kay, can you get me one of my coffees?” She sighs but you can just barely see her nodding before walking off and leaving you two to nap in the warm sunshine.

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cherryeol04 · 1 year

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Baby Fever (M)

➻ Pairings: Minho x Jisung, Minsung

➻ Genre: Hybrid AU, Smut, Romance, Slight!angst

➻ Additional: heat cycles, fluff, humor, misunderstandings, domestic relationship, established relationship

➻ Word Count: 4K

➻ Warnings: N/A

➻ Author’s notes: This story is crossposted on multiple sites under the same username!

Minho knew he shouldn’t have gone on TikTok, but the cat hybrid never did anything that was good for him. There were dozens of other things he could have been doing - like laundry or making dinner for himself and Jisung - but instead, he decided to be lazy and scroll through the multitude of 60-second videos on his For You Page. And somehow, he got thrown down a rabbit hole of cleaning videos and came out on the other side of babytok. Now, he wasn’t a stranger to this side of TikTok, usually only visiting the hashtag when his heat was right around the corner. But today was different. He was a good two or so weeks away from his heat cycle, with no preheat symptoms in sight. So it should have been relatively easy for him to just continue to scroll or search for a different hashtag.

But he didn’t.

There was just something telling him that he needed to watch more baby videos - to coo and fond over the little creatures. And Minho was not one to deprive himself of something he wanted. Which is how he ended up on the very video that set off a chain reaction in his body. Like previous videos, he was shown a baby, nor more than a few months old, sticking their tongue out at the camera in a manner that reminded him of a cat drinking water. It was absolutely adorable and he couldn’t stop the giggles that left him. But his heart absolutely melted when the baby made the cutest little noise - a mixture of a sigh and yawn with a scrunched up face.

“I want one.” he whispered into the empty living room, ears flattening against his head as he mewled sadly. “I really, really want one.” With a few taps of his fingers, Minho was sending the video to his boyfriend who was still at work. He didn’t actually expect a reply from the other, knowing there was an upcoming deadline that had to be met and Chan was rather mean when he was stressed. It was better to not disturb the trio of producers, but that video was just begging for Minho to send it.

Hanji❤️

Cute baby

Minho could only snort at the reply he received, tail curling around his thigh as he rolled onto his side, precariously balanced on the edge of the couch.

Hanji❤️

I want it

Babe, that’s someone’s baby. You can’t steal it!

He pouted, rolling his eyes because Jisung was right. He couldn’t just out right steal someone’s kid from them. That wasn’t a nice thing to do. Besides, it wouldn’t be their baby and that’s what Minho really wanted. A little kitten hybrid that looked like the two of them. Or at the very least looked like Jisung and inherited Minho’s brains.

Hanji❤️

Then let’s make our own.

Hyung…

Jisung…

Not right now.

Minho scoffed, pushing himself up on the couch with a frown, fingers furiously tapping against the screen. After each message he wrote, he would delete it - 100% sure that his words would be too mean. Eventually he settled on a simple question, because things were a lot easier when he made them simple.

Hanji❤️

When then?

He didn’t receive an immediate text back like before, and figured that Jisung had probably gone back to focusing on his work. But after three hours - and being left on read for two of those hours - he realized he wasn’t going to get an answer. Well that was fine, two could play at that game.

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Minho may have taken his revenge a little too far. He had only planned to ignore Jisung for the rest of the day (once he returned home from work). But one day turned into two, turned into five and before he knew it, they were two weeks in and the two of them were dancing on eggshells around each other. Well, Jisung was dancing around, Minho didn’t really care. And it was stupid. Minho knew that he was just being stubborn and there was nothing he was really trying to “prove” anymore. It was more about principle? Maybe not even that. Maybe he was just too stubborn to admit he was being childish.

“Baby.” Jisung called out and Minho grunted from his perch by the window, the warm rays of the sun warming his body. “I’m leaving. See you later.” Jisung paused as he opened the front door. “I love you.” Minho grunted again and that was the only acknowledgement Jisung received, though he wasn’t surprised at Minho's actions. Jisung's departure only left a larger gaping hole in Minho's chest and he hated it. Even though the hybrid had never really been the most affectionate, he really missed Jisung's cuddles and touches. There was just something about the way the human could make him feel through simple little actions - things none of his previous owners had ever come close to. Jisung loved to tease that they were soulmates, “meant to be” as silly as that was.

But...maybe?

With a heavy sigh, Minho rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. His mind was racing with a million thoughts - too loud, too cluttered. Grabbing his phone, he unlocked it and opened up TikTok, scrolling through post after post. He tried his hardest to not interact with any posts that were about babies and children, but it was hard when the algorithm sucked and it seemed the universe was hellbent on reminding Minho how desperately he wanted a child. He wasn't getting any younger and the older he got, the louder his biological clock ticked.

One baby video turned into two, turned into three, and then morphed into pregnancy videos and then into kitten videos, followed by more baby videos. He felt like he was in baby hell. And yet, he didn't close the app nor do something else to distract himself. He kept scrolling - kept watching. And his heart kept melting until he was a puddle of kitty goo, slowly sliding off his window perch, tail swishing happily behind him as he rolled about on the floor.

And that's where Jisung found hours later. In the same spot on the floor, just below the perch as the sun began to set. His soft sigh is what pulled Minho from his phone, ears twitching towards the sound. "Oh, you're home!" The warm smile thrown his way really surprised Jisung, a look of shock crossing his face. Climbing to his feet, Minho crossed the short distance to the front door and threw his arms around Jisung's neck, soft purrs rumbling in his chest as he nuzzled against his boyfriend. There was a slight hesitation before Jisung returned his hug, hands resting on his hips. "Welcome home."

"Thank you." Jisung swallowed slightly, turning his head to try and stare at Minho, but the other buried his face further into his neck. "Min, are you alright?" he asked softly. Minho hummed in confirmation, tail flicking about behind him. It wasn't really the confirmation that he wanted, but he took it anyway, stroking Minho's back gently. They stood there like that for a few minutes before Minho finally pulled away and looked at Jisung. It was like two magnets finally coming together, lips locking in a deep kiss that seared Minho right to the bone. His ears flattened down, tail moving to curl around one of Jisung's arms, clinging tight to him. A soft mewl escaped Minho's lips, only to be swallowed by Jisung's mouth as the younger tilted their heads - his tongue slipping between Minho's parted lips.

Fingers gripped tightly to broad shoulders, pulling Jisung impossibly closer to him. Their tongues danced together, fighting for dominance that Minho so willingly gave up when Jisung coaxed his tongue into his mouth and sucked on it; shivers running down his spine. Heat was bubbling just under the surface of Minho's skin, so familiar but so different. He knew it was nowhere near time for his heat, but his body was reacting like he was. It was strange and a little frightening. Breaking the kiss, Minho panted as he gave Jisung's shoulder a squeeze, shifting on his feet as he tried to figure out what he was feeling, why and if they should continue because God did he want to continue. Two weeks was way too long to be without Jisung and his addicting touches.

"What's wrong?" As if reading Minho's mind, Jisung gripped his chin and lifted the hybrid's head up to look at him. There were so many emotions flashing in Minho's eyes while his face stayed as stoic as always. So typical of Minho, but that's what made Jisung different - made Jisung the right person. He could always read Minho in a way that others never could. While others would think Minho was being mean or rude, Jisung knew that Minho was playing around, or joking. Any sort of sarcastic comment was Minho's love language. So it was easy for Jisung to see when something was bothering his boyfriend.

"I feel-" Minho paused, trying to figure out the right word to describe how he was feeling, but he certainly couldn't say that he was in heat when he wasn't, but he couldn't describe the feeling any other way. It felt like he was in heat, only without the symptoms. "Weird." he finished. By the look on Jisung's face, that wasn't the correct word to use either.

"Weird?” Jisung paroted, head cocking so cutely to the side that Minho couldn’t help but coo at his appearance, though it came out more as a soft purr. Jisung raised a brow at the reaction and reached up, carding his fingers through Minho’s hair before stroking his ears gently - wanting very much to pull more sounds from the other.

Minho barely nodded, his purrs rumbling deep in chest as a flush slowly crawled across his cheeks. His tail whipped behind him wildly before curling around Jisung’s thigh and squeezing. The touch had the human stilling, legs parting a bit more so as not to accidentally hurt the appendage. Minho let out a shaky breath as he looked up at Jisung, pupils blown wide as the heat started to spread. It scared him, because Minho knew he had at least two more weeks or better before his actual heat was supposed to start. Yet there was an inferno raging inside him. He mewled.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Jisung’s hands left his head and cupped his cheeks, cradling his face in such a tender embrace that it had Minho’s heart skipping a beat.

“Hot.”

Jisung blinked in rapid succession - a habit he picked up from Minho - as he tried to process the situation. “You’re hot?” Minho nodded slowly, lips parting as he panted softly. Realization seemed to dawn on the human. “You’re in heat?”

“I…don’t know.” Minho was absolutely sure this wasn’t his heat but it was a heat of some sort. Maybe a pseudo heat, but for what reason, he couldn’t be sure. All he knew is that talking was a waste of time. He needed Jisung. “Please.” He whispered, tail constricting around Jisung’s thigh harder.

“Okay, okay.” Jisung gulped, eyes raking over Minho’s form before taking his hand. “Come on, let’s move to the bedroom.” Minho followed along rather easily, each step shakier than the next. The inferno was growing rapidly and spreading like wildfire and he was sure his skin was radiating heat. Their bedroom was cooler than the living room, blinds still closed as Minho had not been in there since he had woken up. It was enough of a chill to take the edge off to where he didn’t feel like he was melting, but the heat was definitely becoming unbearable.

Crawling into the bed, Minho laid face first in the sheets, mewling softly as he wiggled around to get situated. The mattress dipped next to his thighs, Jisung climbing on behind him, laying across Minho’s body. The added weight was so comforting and sort of scratched an itch that he hadn’t quite realized he had yet. “Sungie.” He whispered breathlessly.

“Shh.” The gentle shush had Minho’s insides twisting with desire and he whined, pressing his hips back against Jisung - feeling his hardness pressing against his thighs. Tender kisses were placed along his neck, pulling hushed noises from the hybrid. He rocked back against Jisung again and was met with a harsh buck - a heated gasp falling from Minho’s parted lips. “So responsive baby.” Jisung cooed gently, lips brushing against one of Minho’s ears, feeling it twitch at the touch. “Sure you’re not in heat?”

Minho whined and wiggled against his boyfriend, wanting to feel more than just Jisung’s hard covered cock. “I-I -” he cleared his throat. He absolutely hated how vulnerable and wrecked he sounded. “I don’t think so.” His voice was still soft, but more stable - confusion laced with every word. “But I’m so hot…Sungie.” Strong hands roamed his back and slipped down to his sides, a pathetic moan falling from his lips as his body trembled at the touch. Despite Jisung being smaller than him in stature, his hands had always been bigger and a guilty pleasure of Minho’s. He absolutely loved when his boyfriend would touch him, hold him - the way his fingers would splay and cover such a large expanse of skin. He shivered as cold fingers slipped under his shirt, skirting up his torso and skimming over his nipples.

“I got you, Min.” Jisung mummered, fingers plucking at the hardened nubs, doing his best to suppress his own moans as Minho trembled under his grasp, high pitched whines falling from Minho’s parted lips. “So sensitive.” Minho could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Stop teasing.” Reaching down, Minho batted at Jisung’s hands, pushing them away as he turned over and looked up at the other. “Don’t want it.” He all but pouted at the other and for a brief moment, a sincere fondness flashed across Jisung’s face. Just long enough to have Minho’s heart racing and gut twisting in a weird mixture of arousal and love. “Please.”

Leaning down, Jisung captured Minho’s lips in a heated kiss. Lips melded together as hands grasped and fumbled with clothing, yanking in many different ways to pull the offending material off. Unfortunately, Jisung had to break the kiss in order to rid Minho of his shirt, dark eyes raking over his exposed chest. Minho could feel how hot his skin was and could only imagine how flushed he was. He hated it, but at least it was at a more bearable level than normal. Reaching out, he grabbed the front of Jisung’s work shirt, fingers tugging button after button out of its hole until the shirt hung open over Jisung’s frame. The material shifted with every rise and fall of Jisung’s chest, exposing golden skin before hiding it just as quickly, teasing the cat.

Looking up into Jisung’s eyes, Minho leaned in and ran his hands over the other’s chest - nails scratching lightly over the hard planes of muscles. Jisung took in a shuddering breath at the touch, pupils dilating further. Minho expected many things from the human, but to be pushed back on the bed so suddenly was not one of them. But he couldn’t complain, not when Jisung slipped his way between his legs and made quick work of Minho’s pants and underwear. Minho was vaguely aware of the sounds of something heavy hitting the floor, but his attention was mostly taken with the way Jisung was eyeing him like a piece of meat. The hunger swirling in Jisung’s eyes had him mewling and readily submitting to the other. Minho at least had the decency to blush as he so shamelessly lifted and parted his legs wider for his boyfriend, giving him the perfect view of his flushed cock and fluttering pink hole.

“Look at that.” Jisung smirked as he lightly pressed his index finger against Minho’s hole. “You want something so badly to fill you don’t you?” It was more of a statement than it was a question, and Minho nodded his head so rapidly he thought he gave himself whiplash.

“Jisung…please.”

“So fucking needy.” Jisung growled out, voice low and husky as Minho swore it reverberated in his chest. His thighs trembled and tried to close as a desperate moan came tumbling out of his mouth. In that moment, Minho wanted nothing more than for Jisung to fill him because he was indeed just that needy. But to his dismay, Jisung was pulling away and Minho scrambled to grab at him, latching onto his wrist to keep him close.

“No, please.” He was not above begging at this point.

“Babe,” Jisung chuckled, shifting to hover back over him. Dipping his head down, he caught Minho’s lips in a sweet and tender kiss, taking the hybrid by surprise. “I need to get the lube.” he whispered against Minho’s lips before he was pulling away and shuffling over to the bedside table. It was only then that Minho realized that despite the raging inferno of a heat that was coursing through his body, he was not producing any slick - which only seemed to confirm his suspicions that this wasn’t his real heat. Whatever he was going through was mimicking all aspects of his heat except for that one crucial aspect that would make everything just move faster.

Minho jolted and hissed as a cold, wet finger pressed against his hole once more. Jisung’s finger circled his hole, petting the fluttering rim before slowly pushing in. A sharp spike of pleasure rolled through Minho’s body as he cried out softly, fingers gripping the sheets under him tightly as his back arched. “Oh god.” he whispered, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, lidded eyes staring intently at his boyfriend. Jisung smirked, throwing a wink at Minho as he twisted his finger quickly, wrenching another moan from Minho’s lips as his ears flattened down on his head, chest heaving. Leaning down, Jisung pressed tender kisses to Minho’s flushed chest - lips slowly making their way to a nipple and wrapping around it.

Gasping, Minho tensed, hole clenching around the digit still moving inside him. He hated how sensitive his body became, but loved the pleasure that Jisung brought him. Jisung curled his finger, pressing and stroking against his walls as his mouth worked over Minho’s pebbled nipple. “Jisungie, please.” Minho wasn’t sure what he was begging for, the words falling from his lips before they could even register in his brain. All he knew was that he wanted more. Jisung seemed to know exactly what he wanted and one finger became two, which eventually became three, moving in tandem - stretching Minho until he was a crying, babbling mess on the bed.

“You’re so beautiful.” Jisung cooed, fingers slipping free. Grabbing the lube, Jisung opened the cap and poured more onto his fingers, grabbing his cock and coating it. Minho wasn’t sure when Jisung had gotten rid of his pants, and he honestly couldn’t care. One less obstacle in his way of getting the itch he’s been feeling scratched. He watched the way Jisung’s cock twitched in his grip, a pearl of precum beading at the tip and it was only then that Minho realized just how much Jisung wanted this too. “Ready?”

Biting his bottom lip, Minho nodded, not sure he could trust his voice at the moment. Jisung’s hand gripped his right thigh, finger digging into the flushed flesh and sending another wave of arousal through Minho. Grabbing the back of his left thigh, Minho pulled it closer to his chest, exposing himself even more, delighted in the way Jisung’s breath hitched. “Jesus, babe.” Gripping the base of his cock, Jisung shifted forward, pressing the head against Minho’s stretched rim and watching as it slowly disappeared into the hybrid. A strangled noise - that could only be classified as a mixture of a moan and meow - escaped Minho as Jisung sank into him, stretching and filling him in a way that only Jisung could.

“Oh god, Jisung.” He gasped out. “Sungie.” He whined, releasing his thigh and reaching out towards the other. Staring at the hand for a moment, Jisung reached out and took it, lacing their fingers together and gripping it tightly. The touch was the only thing grounding Minho as Jisung bottomed out inside him, yet at the same time he was still soaring. He felt the fuzzies slowly taking over him, face and mind slowly beginning to tingle as that itch was scratch - the urge to be bred finally being met, even if he wasn’t in heat.

Soft, albeit a little dry, lips pressed against his as Jisung pulled out and pushed back in. Minho’s lips parted in a gasp - an intense, unadulterated bolt of pleasure rocked Minho’s body, making him tremble under the other’s touch. Jisung eagerly swallowed the gasp, taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into the other’s mouth. Jisung swiped his tongue against sharp canines, grunting as Minho bit down on it lightly. Jisung’s hips rocked slowly, taking his time to reach deep into the other - much to Minho’s displeasure. Squeezing Jisung’s hand tighter, he nipped at the human’s tongue once more, legs wrapping tightly around Jisung’s hips to pull him in closer. And still it seemed like Jisung just wasn’t getting the hint.

Pulling back from the kiss, Minho glared up at Jisung with heated eyes, his free hand gripping Jisung shoulder - sharp nails digging into tender flesh. “Harder. Fuck me like you mean it.” Jisung paused, eyes wide and hesitant before he gave a shaky nod. Sitting himself up, he shifted his position and pulled out until only the head of his dick was still sheathed inside Minho’s tight hole. Taking a deep breath, he snapped his hips forward - cock grazing along his prostate, grinning as Minho arched and cried out, eyes closed in bliss. “Yes! Just like that.” Minho’s body felt like it was vibrating and he couldn’t tell up from down. His mind could only focus on Jisung - Jisung, Jisung, Jisung! Another hard thrust and the pace was set - Minho mewling and begging for more, even if Jisung was fucking him as best he could.

“Please.” Another plea and Minho was ripping his hand out of Jisung’s grip. Nails dug into broad shoulders as the hybrid pulled Jisung down against him, legs tightening around his pistoning hips and keeping him close. It was more difficult for Jisung to move, the younger male hunching himself more to keep the power of thrusts. Minho clawed at Jisung’s back, mouth agape as he panted heavily into the other’s ear. He was floating above the abyss of ecstasy, hanging by a thread. Jisung wrapped his fingers around Minho’s weeping length, only stroking it one, two, three times before the thread snapped and Minho was cumming with a choked gasp that morphed into a deep growl. Jisung continued to pound into Minho, helping his lover ride out his orgasm as he reached his own peak shortly after - painting his kitten’s walls white.

They laid there, unmoving, for what felt like years, coming down from their highs. Eventually, Jisung rolled them over onto their sides, refusing to leave the warmth of Minho’s body. The hybrid curled up against jisung, tucking his head under his chin as he purred, chest rumbling. Jisung ran his fingers through Minho’s hair, scratching behind his ears lightly. “Feel better?” He asked. Lifting his head, Minho nodded, smiling sweetly at his boyfriend.

“Much. Thank you.” Leaning in, he pecked his lips before settling back down. “Not really sure what happened, but I feel back to normal.” He frowned, then shrugged.

“Well I’m glad to hear that.” Jisung chuckled, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Are you hungry? I can make us something.”

“And have you burn down the kitchen again?” Minho raised a brow as he looked up at him. “I don’t think so.” Jisung had the decency to blush at that. “Ten more minutes and then I’ll go make us something to eat.”

“You drive a hard bargain, but deal.” Jisung tightened his arms around the other, hugging Minho closer for optimum cuddling performance. “I love you.”

“I love me too.”

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