#fluftober2022

The weekend has arrived and Eevee and Bakugou, despite the disapproving nagging of their male Class Rep, decided to sleep together in the dorms. Funny, Iida even threatened to report to Aizawa when Momo smacked him with her staff and told him it is fine as long as they don’t go too far. It’s not like they were going to explore that night, right?

Sorta.

Eevee was feeling frisky enough for foreplay but not too far, so just a lot of touching and kissing. Besides, it was too close to Eevee’s Heat week so they needed to be careful. She has been more playful and according to Katsuki, she was starting to smell like warm apple pie and it was starting to affect him somewhat. He secretly can’t wait when she smells like cinnamon apple pie.

That is another story for now, as they had serious limitations and a few people ruined the mood. Iida was one of them, Ochakhoe for trying to butt in and calling Eevee names, Eevee got her back by asking Sato to bake cupcakes for the group and giving 3 special magnesium-laced ones to the marshmallow Kirby. The other was Mineta trying to bug the room so he can see and hear and do who-knows-what. That grape won’t recover until Monday if he’s lucky. Ochakhoe…well…she will not mentally recover after the mess in the living room.

Katsuki was softly snoring away in Eevee’s nest when he heard the bath run in her room. Now noticing the absence of his mate's apple pie scent and her furry warmth on his chest, he grumbled as he still felt like he was on melatonin. He was finally able to open one of his eyes and focus on the clock that was glowing in the dark. 

5:30 in the fucking morning…

“Jesus Christ, Fennec’s a morning chick…” The blonde grumbled and turned to his other side and covered his head with a blanket, covering himself in darkness once more.

Half an hour has passed as it took some time for Eevee to wash all the soap out of her fur and comb all of the loose layers away before she got dressed and walked back out of her shower. It had felt refreshing, as she can only groom herself for so long before her scent became noticeable, and not the apple pie. Katsuki can only smell it from her, which is common for bonded mates.

Speaking of which, she looked at the bundle that was currently hiding from the sunlight that was barely rising from the east. She huffed as she could see a few tufts of cream hair poking out of the top edge of the sheet, and she could hear the soft-sweet purring from his less-angry self. Katsuki was so cute, so innocent in this state that she could not help but smile wickedly.

She transformed into her Flareon form and slowly walked towards the edge of her bed, and jumped on it, no longer bothering on being stealthy as it did not take long for her to realize her Pommy sleeps like the dead.

Eevee then pawed the sheet away from Katsuki’s face, looking at the peaceful features his scowl takes away, and gave him a few licks on the forehead. Nothing…so she went to the next best thing. His bladder should be full anyways.

Without warning, Eevee then jumped into the air yelling “Fox Pile!”, and with all the weight of a Flareon, landed on top of him right where his bladder was.

Katsuki grunted hard as he felt like his bladder exploded and rounded on the Eevette. “Fennec, are you trying to make me piss myself!!??” He was holding his lower abdomen like his guts were hanging out before running to the bathroom to do his business.

Eevee giggled and innocently replied. “But Eevee wants breakfast.”