#ask boolger

You knew it wasn’t like that, logically at least. Their work was important, they had a lot of power and responsibility. But emotionally, you felt betrayed.

We’ll make it up to you tonight, cariño<3

You stared at the message from Valeria, an annoyed sound leaving you before you pressed the button to go down in the elevator.

You left her on read. They never liked when you didn’t reply to their messages, it might get you into a bit of trouble but fuck it, they had promised you lunch, not even texting you beforehand to let you know that they didn’t have the time anyways.

Stomping down the street, ears still tipped back in annoyance, grunting a couple of times.

They worked hard - you didn’t have to, thanks to them. You had time and possibilities to sell your art, which could technically pay your rent and such, but they wouldn’t let you pay for most things. You liked working voluntarily sometimes, but recently you had considered getting a job of a kind again and right now you wished you had something to do. Work to dive into and distract yourself with, somewhere you could ignore them.

You were incredibly lucky, privileged compared to a lot of others, but right now, all you could feel was annoyance. Anger.

The sudden plan that appeared in your mind was, well, childish. That was the best way to describe it, but right now you didn’t care - the idea was brilliant to you. If they didn’t want to spend time with you, well then you would just eat on your own.

You had the credit card from them; discreet and black, for “emergency situations”. This was surely one.

Emotional emergency.

The restaurant you went into was one of the more expensive ones and you ordered whatever the fuck you wanted… maybe you looked for which was most expensive but what about it? You had a great time, sitting alone in your booth, wolfing down Kobe beef and a fancy salad together with unnecessarily expensive potatoes drowning in a sauce with truffles - and at last, fresh fruits, with ice cream that had speckles of gold on it. It was all so unnecessary but still so fucking delicious and each bite made you feel like you were in heaven.

Sure, you should probably have gone home then - instead you wandered straight into an art shop you loved visiting.

As you took a taxi home after paying for a bag full of expensive paints, you felt wonderful.

The nap you took when you came home was even better. The sun for once heating up London while you laid on the couch, enjoying the rays of it like a spoiled cat. A very full, tired cat that let out a little giggle from pleasure.

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An annoyed growl left Valeria as she closed the door to the SUV, for once letting Price drive since she was too angry to focus. Her tail was whipping back and forth.

Her claws tapped against the door, as Price let out a deep hum as he sat down in the driver's seat, taking one look at her while Valeria kept staring at the wall of the parking garage.

“This is what ‘e wants, innit?” Price said, slight amusement in his voice and Valeria merely answered with a huffing sound, “wants you upset, Valeria. A proper little trap.”

“She spent over 300 quid,” Valeria pointed out in a hiss, before finally looking over at him, hating the small smile on his lips as if you spending money like this to upset them was a funny joke, “she is a spoiled brat, cariño.”

“Yup,” he easily agreed, loosening his tie, bear ears wiggling as he started the car, “but our spoiled brat, Val.”

She only agreed with an annoyed sound. You were doing this to annoy them, to make them upset because you were upset. It was far from a healthy reaction but at the same time it wasn’t completely unlike you - you didn’t care much for expensive foods, you liked ordering cheap sushi with them even if they had the money to eat caviar with every meal.

It was just childish to do it because they had a meeting. It wasn’t like they decided that the meeting, which could earn the company millions, had to happen right now.

Valeria knew you had set it up like a little trap, like a little revenge - she knew she was stepping right into it but she didn’t care. She hadn’t even noticed she was growling before Price’s hand came to rest on her thigh, immediately calming her down a bit.

“I have an idea, Mami,” he crooned happily, not looking away from the road, a small grin appearing on his lips,”just hear me out, yeah?”

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It wasn’t the slamming of the door that woke you, a text from your phone or one of them yelling out for you, like you had expected when falling asleep on the couch.

Instead it was the feeling of a hot, wet mouth around your cock, sending waves of pleasure through your body, making you open your mouth and twitch, but for once no sound came out.

You blinked a couple of times - Price was sitting next to your head, leaning over you a bit, an amused flicker in his expression.

“Hey, sweet boy,” he greeted but you didn’t even answer or comprehend his words properly, because Valeria sucked your cock harder than before and a wail left you, hands scrambling to grab onto her hair.

They were both caught by Price, keeping you from holding onto your mate and attempt to control the pace.

Valeria was on the big couch too, your pants pulled down a bit, just to expose your cock to her. She was looking right into your eyes, amusement and danger somehow in the look, her claws slowly bared, slightly sinking into your pants.

Then she purred, your cock still deep in her throat.

You came with a shout, followed by a giggle - then a mess of words escaped you, you weren’t even sure if you were begging or apologising or being mean.

As she didn’t stop however, you began to trash a bit. Overstimulation made you whimper and twist your hips, Price’s hands tightening around your wrists, Valeria’s claws sinking a tiny bit deeper, nicking your skin.

You came a second time then, coming into her mouth, juices dripping from your cunt despite it not even being touched.

“Good girl,” Price cooed, “such a good girl for Mami, coming for her so nicely.”

“Please ah - no more - Valeria - ah — Mami -“

Finally Valeria pulled back, her purr not stopping and you felt watched as she settled between your legs, while you focused on getting your breathing under control, panting with your tongue out.

“Mi amor,” she rumbled with a pleased voice, slowly licking a bit of your cum from around her lips, “was that nice?”

You instantly nodded, not even hesitating, a small “uh-huh” leaving you in agreement. You weren’t sure why they weren’t angry or upset like you had expected, like you lowkey wanted but as Valeria pushed up your blouse to expose your stomach and gently scratch it, your tail wagged.

“Sweet pup,” Price agreed, letting go of one of your hands, pulling the other hand to his mouth, softly kissing your knuckles, beard tickling you, “poor little pup, huh?”

“All alone for lunch,” Valeria chimed in, moving to settle in your lap, your poor spent cock still twitching at the sight of her like this, “we’re so mean for leaving you cariño, no?”

You felt confused yet the loving words… acknowledging what they had done… butterflies fluttered inside your stomach. A small whine, then a chuckle and then another whine left you before you nodded.

“Dios,” Valeria murmured softly, “our sweet boy just missed us, Price, didn’t you my love?

“Yeah,” there was a tone to your voice, a softness as you exposed your feelings, a small shaking to it, “I - I didn’t like getting dismissed like that. I know you can’t control it, but I felt… unwanted.”

“Oh, pup—“ it was Price who leaned down first, gently pressing a kiss to your lips, the position a bit awkward but you didn’t care, the familiar taste of him and the tickle of his beard worth it, “I’m sorry - we want you, I promise. We wanted to go to that lunch, I promise.”

The moment he had pulled back, Valeria was leaning over, kissing you too, her familiar taste mixed with your cum.

“We love you,” she reminded you before giving you another kiss.

“Love you too,” you answered truthfully, a giggle then leaving you and you looked up then, watching the two hybrids fuck on top of you. A needy whine left you at the sight, the urge to demand more growing as they made out.

“Please,” you whined, not even sure what you were asking for, “more?”

Price pulled back, an amused chuckle leaving him. His bear ears wiggled back and forth a little.

“Or what?” He teased, “you’ll spend more money?”

Your ears tipped back, tail wagging a little as you tried looking as sweet as possible, “‘m sorry.”

“Oh, really amor?” Valeria’s voice was a little darker than before, “you think that will be enough?”

You whined, moving to hide your face behind your hands, the two of them so close making escaping impossible.

“Mami,” you whined, an amused tone to it despite your slight distress.

“Here is what is going to happen, pretty girl. I’m gonna ride your cock now - for as long as I want to, even if you have to wear a cockring—“

A yowl of excitement and fear left you, then a deep moan as Valeria rutted against your dripping cock that was already hard again.

“-then I’ll fuck you for as long as I please,” Price happily continued, one of his hands sliding beneath your shirt to pinch one of your nipples, “maybe I’ll let you come - maybe I won’t.”

“Daddy—“

“Maybe I’ll leave you dripping and then fuck Val in front of you,” you whimpered at the prospect, both in horror and arousal, “leave you high and dry. Making sure you won’t sneak off to get off during the night.”

A giggle left you. You had done that before, more than once.

The sound of the zipper on Valeria’s pants instantly caught your attention.