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currently thinking about cat hybrid fem!yuma when she goes into heat
warnings: SMUT mdni, kitty hybrid fem!yuma, WHERE MY LESBIANS AT, strap fucking, oral (reader rec), fem!reader, teensy bit of degradation
Oh but she's always so loving towards you, your darling girlfriend, your darling kitty who wraps her tail around you possessively whenever one of her friends dares to get closer. (She once hissed at her friend Taki, whose puppy ears drooped afterwards, she was only trying to get pets from you after all, but Yuma made sure to remind her who you belonged to).
When she's needy, she'll knead—her hands pressing against your chest or your hips, claws carefully retracted. She does it when she's content, too, especially when you're tangled together afterward, her cheek pressed to your heart. She'll knead the blanket, your shoulder, whatever's closest, purring like a motor. But her paws frequently (naturally) gravitate towards your pretty little tits.
Yuma's tail has a mind of its own too. When you're reading or watching something, it'll curl around your wrist or your ankle or, a particular favourite of hers, your thigh. When she's feeling possessive, it tightens, and if someone walks by, it flicks once, sharp, like a warning. She doesn't even realize she's doing it half the time.
She loves to be petted—loves it—but she'll never ask directly. Instead, she'll tilt her head into your hand or bump her forehead against your palm, or simply stare at you with those big, luminous eyes until you take the hint. And when you scratch behind her ears, she melts, eyes half-lidding, a soft chirrup escaping her lips.
And when she makes love to you?
Oh she writes poetry onto your skin—slow, each kiss a syllable, each touch a line break.
She always starts at your collarbone, pressing her lips there like she's testing the rhythm of your pulse, then trails downward, pausing at the dip of your sternum as if savoring a stanza she's memorized. Her fingers trace invisible verses along your ribs and when she finds a spot that makes you shiver, she purrs—low and rumbling—and repeats it, like she's found a rhyme she wants to keep.
“Are you my good girl, baby?”
Yuma's voice is a low, vibrating rumble that resonates deep in your chest. She looks up at you, her pupils blown wide, nearly swallowing the iris of her eyes. There is a hunger in her gaze that goes beyond affection—the primal drive of her heat, a feverish need that turns her usual tenderness into something far more demanding.
She doesn't wait for an answer. With movements that tell no lie that she's a cat in all her glory, she shoves you back onto the bed, her body pinning yours for a fleeting second before she slides down. Her tail lashes behind her, a whip of excitement, before it snakes around your waist, tightening with a firm, grounding grip that anchors you down to the mattress.
When Yuma reaches your thighs, she rips your underwear aside with her sharp teeth, her breath hot and erratic against your sensitive skin. The moment her tongue makes contact, it is not the slow stroke of a poet—it is the desperate hunger of a predator.
"Mmm, you smell so sweet…" She moans against your folds, her voice muffled and wet. "So fucking sweet for me. I can taste how much you want this."
Yuma dives in, her tongue broad and flat, licking you from the bottom of your pussy aaaall the way up to your clit in one long, drenched stroke. You gasp, your back arching off the sheets, but Yuma’s tail only tightens around your waist, pulling you back down down down, forcing you to take every bit of the friction. She begins to eat you out with a frantic, sloppy intensity, her tongue swirling and darting, coating you in thick, hot saliva.
"Ah! Yuma—!" You cry out, your fingers instinctively diving into her soft hair.
As you grip her locks, pulling her head closer, your knuckles brush against the base of her sensitive fluffy ears. Yuma lets out a sharp, high-pitched chirrup of pleasure, a sound of pure ecstasy that only makes her more aggressive.
She loves the pain, the way you claim her even as she dominates you. She responds by burying her face deeper, her nose pressing into your heat, sucking your clit into her mouth with a powerful, rhythmic vacuum.
"Yeah juuust like that baby…." She mumbles, her voice thick with lust between wet, slurping sounds. "Tell me how good it feels to have your kitty eating you. Tell me you're my little slut."
You can't even form words, only broken moans and whimpers as she relentlessly licks and sucks. The sound is explicit—the wet, squelching noise of her tongue working over your swollen folds, the rhythmic slap of her cheeks against your thighs.
Yuma is in the throes of her heat, and while her own body is screaming for release, the act of tasting you, of feeling you tremble and leak against her tongue is the only thing that satiates her.
You begin to squirm, your hips jerking in a desperate attempt to find the perfect angle, but Yuma’s tail is an iron band around your waist. She holds you pinned, her purring now a loud, guttural engine that vibrates through your entire lower body.
"Stay still." She commands, her voice a dominant growl. "A kitty needs to lick every drop, you know that, don't you sweetheart?"
Your girlfriend accelerates, her tongue flickering with lightning speed against your clit, swirling and pressing, driving you closer and closer to the edge. You are sobbing now, your fingers tightening in her hair, pulling her head firmly against you as the tension coils tight in your gut.
"Yuma…..'m gonna—!"
"Do it." Yuma moans, looking up for a split second, her face glistening with your juices. "Cum for me, my good girl……yeah fucking soak me darling….."
With one final suction of her lips and a sharp flick of her tongue, you shatter. Your orgasm hits like a tidal wave, your body convulsing violently. You scream into the quiet of the room, your muscles clamping down on her mouth as you cum all over her.
Yuma stays there, drinking you in (kitties don't waste a single drop), her tongue continuing to lap at you even as the peaks of your pleasure subside. She eventually pulls back, a thin string of saliva and cream connecting her lip to your clit. She looks utterly satisfied, her eyes hooded and glazed, a smug, possessive smile on her lips as she licks her lips clean.
"Good girl…" She whispers, her tail finally loosening its grip to curl affectionately around your ankle. "Absolutely perfect."
Oh but of course, what sort of a caring kitty would she be if she left her beloved after just one orgasm?
Yuma is a creature of appetite and while your juices have sated her hunger for a moment, the fire of her heat is still roaring, demanding a deeper kind of satisfaction.
God that strap game of hers, one could even go so far as to say it was better than anything heaven above or hell below could ever provide. But Yuma was your purgatory, wasn't she? A beautiful, purring torment who knew exactly how to keep you suspended between ecstasy and agony.
Yuma pulls back just enough to reach for the bedside table, her movements as fluid and predatory as that clawed half-part of her. When she returns, she’s wearing a harness, the leather straps hugging her hips, supporting a thick strap-on that hums with a low, menacing vibration. The device is designed for mutual pleasure, sending shivers of electricity back into Yuma's own body while it promises to tear through your remaining defenses.
"You can give me one more, yeah baby?" She growls, her voice dropping an octave. She shoves your legs wide, exposing you completely. "You're still so wet for me—we sure you're not in heat too?"
Yuma settles between your thighs with the painful patience of a cat who knows exactly what she's doing, the vibrating head of her strap brushing against your swollen clit, sending a jolt of electricity through your nerves that makes you gasp. She leans forward, her weight pressing you deeeeep into the mattress, and then, with a slow thrust, she slides inside you.
"Ah… fuck….." Yuma moans, her head falling forward. The vibration is humming through both of you now, a shared frequency of lust that makes your vision blur.
Your girlfriend fucks you nice and slow, each inch of the silicone stretching you, filling you until you feel like you might burst. She moves with a rhythmic, agonizing precision, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in with a wet slap.
"Hold onto me." She commands, her voice a purr. "Just hold onto your kitty."
You obey, your arms locking around her neck, pulling her chest flush against yours. As she continues the slow, grinding pace, Yuma begins to nuzzle into you.
She rubs her sensitive little kitty ears against your chest, the soft fur brushing against your skin as she chases that specific feeling. She loves—no—she's fucking obsessed with your chest—the scent of your skin, the way your heart hammers against your ribs—and she rubs her head against you with a needy intensity, purring so loudly that you can feel the vibration in your own lungs.
"You're so soft… so fucking perfect," she whimpers, her dominance momentarily flickering into raw, desperate need. "nghhh—fuck—n-need to be inside you forever, oh fuckkkk…."
The friction of the vibrating strap combined with the slow, deep penetration is too much. You start to shake, your internal muscles clamping tight around her strap, which only makes Yuma groan and push deeper, her hips grinding in a circular motion that hits every single nerve ending.
"That's it… take it all," she whispers, her breath hot against your neck. "You're going to break for me again, aren't you, pretty girl?"
Yuma picks up the pace just slightly, the vibrations intensifying as she finds the sweet spot, hammering into you with a sudden, possessive urgency—a predator claiming her prize. Her tail wraps firmly around your waist once more, ensuring that every thrust is felt to the fullest.
"Cum for me, pretty girl."
The build-up is excruciating, a coil of tension that snaps with violent force. You scream her name, your body arching off the bed as a massive, toe-curling orgasm rips through you. It's the most intense release of the night, an explosion that leaves you sobbing and breathless.
As you peak, Yuma lets out a long, guttural cry, her own body shuddering violently. The release of your climax, combined with the intense stimulation of the vibrator, finally breaks the fever of her heat. She collapses on top of you, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her heart racing in sync with yours.
She stays there for a long time, her face buried in the crook of your neck, her purring slowing down to a contented, sleepy thrum. The heat has broken, leaving her spent and soft, her possessive grip turning into a tender embrace.
"My good girl," she murmurs, licking a stray tear from your cheek. "Mine. All mine." You feel her words sink into your skin like ink, you're her favourite poem after all.
Afterward, when she's sated and drowsy, Yuma grooms you—licking your shoulder, your cheek, your knuckles, smoothing down your hair with careful fingers. It's her way of saying mine, mine, mine, and you let her, because you are.
And you always will be.
For all nine lives.
fin.
A/N: fem yuma have my heart soul and pussy im finally freeing you from my drafts i hope this will keep you guys fed till i lock in for deer euijoo yay which is probably going to be never because i am highly dead and wish to sink into my bed never to arise again BUT we have fics to complete so we're not doing that
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fem!harua who plops on your lap like she belongs, placing your hands on her waist for you to hold tightly while she talk your ear off about her interests, the stuff she bought and the cute nails she painted — you always listen to her with heart shaped eyes. she plays with your hands like a fidget toy, linking your fingers together, squeezing both your palms together, then she starts running her nails along your muscles to relax you, placing soft fleeting kisses on your lips mid conversation. fem!harua lets you lay your head on her lap while she scratch your head, running her fingers through your hair, feeling you relax under her touch so you can fall asleep in her arms. she loves to cuddle with you especially while you watch tv at night in a dim room with only the soft light of a lamp. fem!harua loves to brush your hair, play with it and even style it for you. fem!harua exist in your space, she flourishes in your love and warmth, it's so sweet just like your bunny.
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you try to have a quickie with hybrid but as soon as they gets close, and you’re begging him no knot today because you’re in a rush, he’s suddenly got you pressed down face first into the mattress and you can feel something begin to swell inside of you as he drools across the back of your shoulder….
so foolish of you to believe he’s strong enough to go against his instincts when he’s already balls deep
imagine... 💭 fem!harua who's a scissoring enthusiast. her favorite position being your legs tangled up together as you pant and run out of breath, humping helplessly as both of you chase your own highs using each other. your sensitive buds grinding against each other, sending that electricity up your bodies, moans and whines filling the room every time your grind is met with a buck of her hips.
she purrs in your ear, honeyed tone traveling down to your core. she knows you can't resist her, too greedy for your own good. fem!rua's gaze drags all over you, slow and deliberate as if sizing you up to see how far she can push before you break in her hands.
the humiliation of being the only one undressed is enough to have you squeezing your thighs together, need coiling hot and heavy in your stomach. the thin fabric covering your heat—ruined and clinging to every fold—does nothing to stop fem!rua's imagination. her gaze focused on the way you rub your thighs together, desperate for any friction.
"so beautiful." fem!rua's words are muffled when she presses her face into your wet folds, rubbing her face into your heat. your hips buck when her nose nudges the most sensitive part of you. you can't control how you grind against her mouth as she licks and sucks all over. she knows how sensitive you are, how needy you are—especially for her tongue.
one swift move, and her undergarments and yours are slipped off. she positions her heat to yours, pulling you closer. her hand reaches for your mouth that you gladly open. sucking and licking on every finger, her voice comes out wrecked as she praises you, "such a good girl for me.
fem!rua smears your saliva all over her folds, inserting one finger then the other. her legs are propped open, angling her hips so that even though your head is only propped up on one pillow, you still get a full view of the way her damp fingers slide in and out of her.
fem!rua can't hold back anymore, so when she presses herself to you, the warmth has you letting out a breath. she shifts and adjusts, finding that perfect spot that'd fulfill both of your desperate need for friction. she's slow at first, slow rolls of her hips against yours as you both find rhythm.
then you're grinding your hips faster, harder into her. your thigh propped up as the other pushes her even closer to you. both of you sweat-slicked and trembling the more you press into each other, humping desperately as release rounds the corner. the sound of the wet, desperate squelching fills the room accompanied by your shared moans and whimpers.
fem!rua's gaze never leaves your face, arm holding your bent leg as an anchor as she grinds into you even more. the bunny-sweet smile she gives you contradicts her actions. the way she made your heart flutter with adoration yet continued to pull tightly at the knot forming in your belly had your head spinning.
when you find that particular angle with your clit dragging against hers, you know you're close. the stutter in your hips gives you away, hands gripping the knot like it's her hair as if begging her to go deeper. fem!rua's hand reaches your chest, grabbing a handful of your breast in her hand as a strained moan leaves you—nonsense spilling out as you feel relief so close.
fem!rua catches on. she was basically falling apart, breath coming out in little gasps as she lets go of your leg to lean on her hands, getting a much deeper angle. her clit drags against yours with every roll of your hips, electricity shooting up your spine as more desperate pleas leave you. she murmurs praises, bringing you much closer as every word shoots up your veins.
a strained moan leaves you, shattering under her with a cry, hips bucking as she continues grinding on you briefly before unraveling on top of you. her broken moans begin after yours quiet down. fem!rua falls onto you with a fucked-out smile spreading wide on her face. 𖹭
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Or when your boyfriend, Asakura Jo, has been hiding his sweet desires.
word count ᯓ 910
cw ᯓ smut (MDNI), afab!reader, petplay, p in v, unprotected sex, power imbalance, use of “master” and “owner”, dom!reader x sub!jo, puppy!jo, dumbification elements, size difference, kink discovery, fluff at the very end.
autor’s notes ᯓ this is my first fic here. keep in mind english is not my first language so i had to use help from a translator! hope y'all enjoy some of my thoughts on the puppy!jo agenda.
Jo was shy. Extremely shy. So, in your sex life, you didn't expect anything different from him. Sex with Jo was teeth rotting sweet, rarely taking risks and never springing sudden experiments on you. Shy pecks stolen during missionary, eye contact that revealed a small smile at the corner of the boy's lips and made Jo's big ears turn red and warm. So when you innocently checked Jo's search history and found extensive wikis and blogs about "How to introduce pet play to my partner," you were more than surprised, you were… actually wet.
Wanting to spice things up, you started planning. Maybe using themed lingerie with little tails and ears would work? But no, nothing changed dramatically... Jo continued with his usual shyness; he absolutely seemed like he had questions to ask, but he must have ended up keeping them to himself. Noticing how normal everything still was, you, being a very attentive girlfriend, beginned to explore similar wikis, finding topics that interested you, and eventually falling down a rabbit hole about male pet play and how to tell if your partner has that kind of kink. That sparkled something hungry in you, and you absolutely knew you had to try it with your boyfriend.
It started with a "good boy" here and there, in everyday life and sometimes in bed. Jo didn't seem to understand why you were calling him that, but he was happy anyways with the praise although his ears didn't show any particular unusual color. Growing impatient, you decided to get straight to the point. You bought a pet collar from a proper website. Now, how would you introduce it to your boyfriend? The huge one that still blushed after years with just a unexpected kiss? It had to be during it, or he would probably hide and die from embarrassment.
...
So, during a makeout session, the kiss between you grew sloppier until you stopped him and looked into Jo's doe eyes, making your already wet pussy throb beneath your panties.
"Jo."
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something a little… strange?" you said, slightly out of breath.
"Of course, my love" the boy replied innocently, stealing you a quick peck.
"Promise you won't get embarrassed?"
"I can't promise that, darling, but I can try”
Of course he couldn't promise that, after all, he was still Asakura Jo.
"Can I put this on you?"
You gently pulled the item from the bedside drawer: a baby pink collar with a leash attachment.
...
"Baby?"
Jo's eyes were almost shut, his mouth was slightly open, his ears impossibly redder than usual, and a damp spot had formed on his boxers. His hard cock looking ready to burst right through the fabric. Noticing, you chuckled quietly, trying not to make your shy boyfriend explode. "My handsome little puppy~ you really like this, huh?" You praised. Hearing the petname, Jo thrusted his hips upwards unconsciously, desperately searching for friction, letting out a delicious moan as the collar was properly put around his neck.
"P-please Y/n, just… fuck–"
Those words coming from his mouth surprised you just as much as they had surprised him. His face was flushed, his half-lidded eyes looked directly at you and his underwear, once damp, was soaked with pre-cum, tight around his cock.
"Calm down, puppy. Impatience won't get you anywhere~" you teased, climbing off Jo's lap before pulling his boxers off in one swift motion and positioning yourself directly over his dick.
"First, say you're my good boy. Say it to your owner"
"Hah... I'm your good boy– Please fuck me, Master…" Jo whined. You dropped down all at once onto Jo's large cock, feeling your cunt do a biiiig stretch around him. Bouncing up and down on the boy's dick, you tugged on his collar, making your once quiet boyfriend let out even more beautiful sounds.
"Thaaat's it, just like that. What is my good little puppy going to earn for making his owner feel so good riding him?"
Jo was already completely gone, only capable of babbling "M-Master, you're so good to me..." and whining nothings on your ear. You bounced precisely on his cock, succeeding to make him hit your perfect spot repeatedly, forming a white ring around his base and making you moan even louder.
"Ah pup, I'm cumming!" your pussy squeezed him tighter, getting ready to milk him at the same time. You were treating Jo’s body like a plaything, and he was loving it. His hips, previously limp, sprang back to life when he heard that from your lips, driving him to relentlessly hit your G-spot while you came all over his cock. “Baby, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou” Jo released his load inside as he shuddered, mixing your fluids together.
…
After lying on top of the boy for a few minutes, you gently opened your eyes and slid off your boyfriend’s cock, finding Jo asleep with an impossibly innocent expression after the session. You let out a soft, proud laugh at your giant boyfriend, who, in that moment, looked so small it was startling. You got up to clean yourself and grab a damp towel for your sweet boyfriend, returning to the bedroom, finding Jo still cutely sleeping at the bed. You cleaned him up tenderly and then joined him, only to be surprised by a tight hug. “I love you, pretty” Jo murmured, half-asleep. “I love you more, my little pup”.
after entertaining clients and acquaintances alike, all you wanted to do was to get home, change into comfortable clothes and crash onto the bed
however, taki definitely had different plans after the party ended, pining you against the door after closing it behind him and securing it with the lock
trailing his hand upwards underneath your dress while littering wet kisses against your neck and jaw, a delighted noise reverberating from your throat by the action
“desperate much,” you teased, waggling your eyebrows as he lifted his head to look at you with hazy eyes, his other hand snaking around your waist to pull you closer to his heated body
taki raked his eyes down your body before dragging them up to gaze into your own, biting his lips to suppress a groan of his own
“you looked really good tonight, i’ve been hard ever since the party started,” he pouted like a sad wet dog, pushing up your dress so that it was now bunching at your waist
a surprised laugh bubbled out of you from his confession as you hid your pleased expression in the crook of his neck and making taki grumble in frustration
wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you leaned back to stare into taki’s face before blowing into it and making him flutter his eyelashes at the gesture
you did have a few drinks, yes, but at that moment you felt entirely sober from the sudden change of temperature with the cold night air outside and the scorching heat that was the radiating from body in front of you, who was also trying to steal your breath away with his kisses
you aren’t entirely sure how you made it onto the sofa in record time because all that mattered was that you were both abled to relieve the growing desperation between your legs at the mere touch of each other
sitting on top of taki, your legs straddling his hips as you continued making out with him, occasionally grinding downwards on his crotch and making him groan at the sensation
the pressure was delicious, sending sparks right along your spine as you kept grinding your hips in a circle and feeling the sticky and wet sensation at the front of his pants and your panties
meanwhile, taki had finally trail his hand that was conveniently on your ass to help with your movements up up up towards the deep cut of your dress, pushing down the front so that your tits were finally free from their constraints, nipples hardening from the combined stimulation of taki’s deft fingers and the lingering coldness in the air
the ever growing hardness underneath you was tantalising, catching just right at the bundle of nerves at your core every time you went down as the breath caught in your throat and making you whine in pleasure, more slick flowing down your thighs
the feeling was mutual when you could feel taki getting even more wetter, making the whole ordeal messy and sticky but you could care less about it
it wasn’t until a particular grind on taki’s bulge and his tongue on one of your tits, his hand cupping the other roughly while the other fondled your ass, his eyes never leaving yours as he let out a whimper that was muffled by your tit in his mouth that you finally came hard
white stars bloomed behind your eyelids as you sunk your nails into his shoulders, a slightly louder mention of taki’s name on your tongue as tears of pricked at your eyes from overstimulation due taki still thrusting up into you
you tried to calm down from your high at the same time taki let loose, his quickened pants for air beside your ear signalling that he had come too
taking deep long breathes, you stabilised your rabbiting heart but not for long as suddenly, the ground shifted beneath you and now you were being caged between taki and the sofa, his pants fanning your face in desperate chunks of breath
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