I know this is a very βsame shit different dayβ idea coming from me but
Iβve not been able to stop thinking about being Nikolaiβs painfully shy, sheltered little house kitty hybrid. And of course he loves you more than anything, heβd give you anything in the world. You have a lace ruffle collar with a sweet little sterling silver bell because otherwise heβd keep losing you in the houseβ so quiet and withdrawn when it comes to anything and anyone that isnβt him. But thereβs one thing he canβt give you, something he knows would be perfect for youβ
He wants to see you round and cute with kittens.
So heβs looking into getting you paired, but of course he wonβt trust just anyone around his precious kotonek. Thereβs only one person he knows who has a cat hybridβ and thatβs John. His cat, Simon, happens to be terribly socialized, surly, and notably doesnβt get along with other hybrids. In fact, he doesnβt get along with most humans either. But heβs extremely well trainedβ so Nik decides to give it a chance.
You already know something is strange when Nikolai leashes you. He never does thatβ not unless heβs afraid youβll run off. Which means something scary is about to happen. At first you think it might just be Johnβ though, heβs one of the only people who you let pet you. Then, you see the massive frame of the scarred up hybrid coming in behind him, leashed as well, and your tail bristles. True to form, you do twitch and shudder, but you know you canβt run.
βMilaya, you remember John. This is Johnβs hybrid, Simon.β
You sniff the air, and you remember this scent. Nik placed a blanket in your bed that smelled a little strange a few weeks agoβ you regarded it cautiously but eventually were able to settle against it, which he took as a sign youβd accept Simon. If only youβd know what happened at Johnβs houseβ how Simon had smelled the pillowcase from your bed just as soon as John was in the house and nearly tore it from his hands, stealing it off to his own bed. He buried his teeth and face into it, taking the scent in deep and tugging at his cock until the frilly thing was covered in his cum. Price sent a picture to Nik immediately when he found the evidence.
βThink heβs got a crush on her, Nik.β
Now, Simonβs looking at you like he wants it straight from the source.
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Calling these episodes instead of parts because this isnβt gonna be a consistent series perse, but more like a slice of life show with almost no plot and zero stakes. Some Lucky Star type shit yk.
New CWs: hole inspection, switch reader implied, breeding kink language used, femdom, chastity cage as punishment (not on reader), mentions of daddy/mommy kink language
Part 1- Hybrid Masterlist
When you and your new puppy friend hooked up in your own cages, the adrenaline distorted your sense of time. Yet as you came down from your orgasm, you looked back at the clock hanging on the wall.
It had only been ten minutes.
You glanced over at the schedule tacked up onto the wall; twenty minutes of naptime remained. You laid back down, figuring you may as well try to fall asleep as before shutting your eyes. You exhaled, trying to relax.
You were quickly interrupted by the feeling of a finger poking you on your side.
βHeyβ¦β the puppy whispered as he poked you again. βDidβ¦did I do okay?β
βHuh?β You didnβt even bother to open your eyes. βOh, yeah. That was fun.β
βDid I do good?β His ears twitched.
Right. Puppy.
You let out a sigh. βYes, you did good.β
It was like the word activated something in his brain, a wide smile on his face as he rolled onto his back. βYayβ¦β he trailed off, content. βI wish thoughβ¦β he pressed his face back up against the bars. βI wish I could cuddle with you. Youβre all soft.β
βJust wait until after naptime, then we can do whatever.β
Silence lingered, and you attempted to sleep once more, curling up under your blankets. You felt yourself start to doze off, until-
βPsssssssst.β
You whipped your head around. βWhat?β
βWhat do you like to do when youβre not reading?β
ββ¦I donβt know, sleep?β
βOh. Okay.β He kept staring at you, as if expecting you to say something else. βLike, now?β
βNo, Iβm laying here with my eyes closed for fun.β
ββ¦really?β
βNo, Iβm trying to sleep. You should probably do the same.β
βBut Iβm not tired.β
βWellβ¦β you rolled over, your back facing him as your tail danced from side to side. βFind someone else to bother then for a bit. Iβm sleeping.β
Somehow, he managed to leave you alone. When you woke up, he was still in his cage, scanning the room diligently.
βWhat are you doing?β You mumbled as you sat up.
βIβm protecting you,β he smiled, attendants slowly coming around to unlock the cages.
Once you both were free, he moved back over to you, nuzzling his face in your neck. βCan we cuddle together now?β He asked, tail wagging. βPleaseβ
You sighed; it was only fair to give him some attention after allβ¦ that. βSure. But I donβt wanna get in trouble for staying in here, letβs find our spot.β
The window was once again, unclaimed. Honestly? You were worried someone sooner or later would find out about the charm of its location, and steal it from you. However, it seemed most of the other hybrids had gathered by a different window, one towards the front of the room.
Your ears twitched as you tried to listen in on what they were discussing.
βItβs not even raining anymore.β
βWe donβt have to go in the mud.β
βItβs not cold, either.β
βYeah, but thereβs always someone who goes in the mud anyways, and ruins it for everyone else. Thatβs why they make everyone stay inside when it rains.β
The schedule answered your next question; now was supposed to be outdoor playtime, but it appeared the weather didnβt permit it, everyone relegated to more indoor playtime. Frankly, you were overjoyed at this revelation.
βAwwβ¦β the puppy sighed, wistfully staring out the window as you got comfortable. βI wanna go roll around in the mudβ¦β he lamented.
βIβll tell you right now, you do that and cuddling is off the table.β You couldnβt fathom how someone could find such an activity to be pleasant.
βOkayβ¦β he groaned, flopping down into your chest, his voice muffled by your breasts. βDo you ever play outside?β
You shook your head. βNope.β
It was as if you had dropped a bomb on him. βWhat? Why?!β
βIβm an indoor cat, bud,β you responded nonchalantly, not even looking up from your reading. You had given up on trying to read to him, going back to the book you had started with.
βWhy?β
βBecause Iβm allergic to the sun.β
He peered over your book, βreally?β
βNo, that was a joke.β
βOhβ¦well, what do you do by yourself then?β
You shrugged. βRead. TV. Play a game, plenty of things.β And scratch the couch, and the carpet, and the rugβ¦you thought, keeping those hobbies to yourself.
βHuhβ¦β he looked up at the ceiling, moving lower to sit between your legs. βI wanna go home.β
You set your book down, letting out a sigh as you started to play with his hair; the last thing you wanted was for him to start crying again. βWhy?β
βIβm bored. And I miss my ownersβ¦but I need to get better at missing them. Thatβs why they put me here.β
βWait, wait, wait. You have two owners?β
He nodded, βmmhmm. I have a daddy owner and a mommy owner. Sometimes, I get to sleep in their bed, and they hug me and kiss me,β he smiled, leaning into your touch. βAnd then they play with me, like how we played earlier.β He let out a dreamy sigh, clearly fantasizing the idea.
You resumed reading your book. βLucky you.β Admittedly, you were a bit jealous. Your master played with you, that was for sure, butβ¦he was kind of a dick.
βYeah, theyβre both so pretty, itβs so much nicer there than the shelterβ¦β he trailed off. βBut Iβm bad at missing them. I got in trouble, and thatβs why Iβm here.β
βWhatβd you do?β
βUhβ¦β he sat up, sitting on your lap. βDo you know how the phone works?β
You shrugged, βsorta.β You had never used one, but you got the idea.
βWell, they both have jobs, and they told me to call them if I needed to, butβ¦I called them too muchβ¦I just got nervousβ¦their house is really big, and when Iβm there by myself, itβs kinda scary!β
You cracked a small smile, visualizing him sitting next to the phone, calling one of his owners at the slightest sound.
βSo thatβs why Iβm here. Iβm uhβ¦what was the wordβ¦β he snapped his fingers as he tried to remember it. βCodeβ¦coβ¦β
βCodependent?β
βYeah! That one. What about you? Whats your owner like?β
βHmmβ¦β you thought about how to describe your relationship with your owner. Well, no reason to sugarcoat anything.
βHeβs an asshole,β you shrugged.
He looked as if you had just confessed to a murder, eyes wide in disbelief. ββ¦what? Why?β
βHeβs just kind of a dick.β
βWhy? Does he hit you?β
βOh, no, no, God, no.β You said with a nervous laugh.
βCause theyβre not supposed to do that, you know!β
βNo, no, he justβ¦β you trailed off. βHeβ¦well, letβs just say he has a weird way of showing affection. He can say mean things, but heβs usually just joking. But he lets me sleep in his bed, and he pets me for hours while we watch movies, andβ¦β
Maybe you did miss your owner.
The puppy nodded his head as he listened. βDo you love him?β
βEhβ¦thatβs a bit of a loaded question,β you said as you pet his hair.
βWhy? I love everyone,β he sang, nuzzling against you. βEveryone is my friend, they just donβt know it yet!β
Spoken like a true puppy.
Even if his question was innocent, you found yourself pondering it for longer than youβd like to admit.
Soon enough, the day came to a close. Everyone gathered their things, waiting for their owners to arrive. The puppyβs tail wagged back and forth as he stared at the doorway, laser-focused.
You werenβt as obvious as he was, butβ¦you were ready to go home. The day couldβve gone worse, sure, but nothing could top being in your own bed with a fuzzy blanket.
You watched as the puppy ran over to his owner; a bearded man with dark hair and clearly defined bags under his eyes, wearing hospital scrubs under a sweatshirt.
He looked exhausted.
Yet even so, his expression softened as his puppy excitedly ran towards him. The puppy was a few inches taller than his owner, but knelt down in front of him without question. His owner pet his head, eyes filled with prideful admiration towards his pup.
You couldnβt stare for long, interrupted by your owner calling your name.
βOver here, silly.β
You looked towards your left, and there he was.
You walked over to him, passing by the puppy and his owner along the way. His owner held his face, looking him over. βWhat happened to your nose, buddy?β
Oh shit. Oh no.
You walked just a little faster over to your owner.
He gave you a slight smile, patting you on the head; unlike your friend, your master seemed to tower over you. βHey, you survived. Make any enemies?β
βWe need to go. We need to go now.β You werenβt in the mood for jokes.
βAlright, alright, calm down. The thing said I had to like, sign you out or whatever, I donβt know where the hell Iβm supposed to do that,β said your owner, looking around the room.
You watched from afar as the puppy explained something to his owner, whose happy expression had faded, an annoyed one taking its place. You couldnβt make out what they were saying, but eventually the puppy looked in your direction.
Then he pointed directly at you.
You tugged on your ownerβs sleeve once more. βWe need to go. Right now. Come on, we need to go!β
Your owner looked back at you, annoyed. βI already told you, I-βhe paused, letting out a disappointed sigh; the look on your face made it easy to put the pieces together. ββ¦what did you do?β
βNothing, nothing,β you panicked. βItβs just, there mightβve been a misunderstandingβ¦β you trailed off, trying to follow the puppy and his owner with your eyes as you peered over the crowd.
The puppyβs owner grabbed him by the hand, having what looked to be a heated conversation with two daycare attendants as he gestured towards the puppyβs face. The room began to thin out as your owner finally found the sign-out sheet, and you found yourself able to hear more and more of their conversation.
βWhy didnβt anyone say something, or call me?β His owner protested. βHow do you not know what happened?β
The puppy tried to get his attention by tugging on his sleeve, resting his head on his shoulder. βNo no no, I do know what happened! It was just a β¦ a for fun scratch!β
His owner looked exasperated, letting out a sigh as he faced the puppy. βNo buddy, itβs right on your face. This is what I meant when I said you need to stand up for yourself.β
You walked ahead of your owner, hoping heβd get the hint. Yet as soon as you made it to the doorway, you quickly learned your owner was not on your side. He grabbed you by the collar, a disapproving look on his face as the puppy and his owner looked in your direction.
βAlright kitty, letβs get this over with.β
βββββ-
Embarrassment was an understatement.
You sat on the floor next to Callon. He seemed to be in much brighter spirits, wrapping his arms around you and relaxing on your shoulder. He mightβve even been asleep.
βLook man, Iβm sorry.β Said your owner. βShe uhβ¦she can be a mean motherfucker sometimes,β he laughed. βIf he pissed her off, then I donβt know what to tell you.β
I canβt tell if heβs defending me or not.
The puppyβs owner clearly wasnβt having it, his brow furrowed. βThen train her to not scratch people, maybe? You ever consider that? What the hell is wrong with you?β
βI donβt know, maybe you should teach your dog a thing or two about personal space? I mean, Jesus Christ,β he gestured over to both of you. βHeβs practically humping her right now!β
He kinda was. You didnβt mind.
The comment was enough to make his owner hesitate. βAlright, maybe they justβ¦donβt get along. Maybe we just keep them separated.β
The puppyβs ears perked up. βWhat? No! Sheβs my friend.β
βShe scratched you-β
βI told you, it was an accident! But she was nice to me. No one else wanted to play with me, but she played with me!β
βOh, how sweet,β said your owner. βThen thatβs that, accidents happen, Iβll trim her claws-β
The puppy kept going. βShe let me lay on her, and she read me a book, and we napped together, and then I had this dream that she was gonna be my mate.β
His owner looked petrified.
The puppy continued. βThen during nap-time, I got really hard, and I tried to hump my stuffie instead-β
Your face flushed red at the idea of him recounting the ordeal to your owner.
Someone. Anything. Please kill me so I donβt die of embarrassment. βShut-up,β you hissed through gritted teeth.
Your owner looked as if he was about to burst out laughing, a hand covering his mouth. βNo buddy, you keep going. What happened during nap-time?β
You shot him a dirty look; one that made it clear youβd take your frustrations out on the couch.
βI couldnβt help myselfβ¦β the puppy trailed off, a sheepish look on his face for only a second before he lost his sense of shame. βSo I started to touch myself, but then I realized,β he started to slide down his pants, his cock hard against the fabric as he recounted the memory, βthat it would actually fit through the cage, so I-β
βOkay buddy, letβsβ¦β his owner quickly grabbed him by his waist, pulling his shorts back up. βLetβs notβ¦letβs not do that. We donβt show strangers our puppy parts.β
βBut then I fit it through the cage, and then we played, and it was really fun! And we got to cuddle afterwards, and she really softβ¦β
His owner let out another disappointed sigh, this one longer than the others as he held his face in his hands. βWellβ¦β
Your owner shrugged, βI feel like the scratch is the least of our worries.β
βYeah, justβ¦alright, you know what, weβll justβ¦let bygones be bygones.β The puppyβs owner seemed to be smart enough to know keeping you separated would only make it worse; he had mated you once, it was inevitable heβd want to do it again. βJustβ¦β he looked back to your owner. βCould you trim her claws, please?β
Uuuuuuuuuuuuugh.
βYep. Well uhβ¦sorry about that.β Despite his words, it was clear your owner still found the situation humorous. βI guess weβll uhβ¦see you tomorrow?β
βββββ-
The drive home was awkward. Well, for you at least.
βI mean, whyβd he look kinda hung?β Your owner laughed as he drove you back home. βLike damn, I didnβt even know puppyboys could be that big.β
You stared out the window. You were already over this conversation.
βOh come on,β he playfully nudged your shoulder. βDonβt be like that.β
You soon arrived back at home, never before so happy to see your ownerβs apartment; it still felt strange to call the space your own, at times. You curled up onto one of the chairs, tired and ready for the day to be over.
βYou know,β your owner approached, petting your head. βI do gotta ask.β
βWhat?β
βYou like it? Did it feel good?β His voice was lower, no longer joking around. βI knew you were a whore, but getting a cute little puppyboy to fuck you? On the first day? Thatβs something else.β
God damn it. The tone of his voice, the way he scratched behind your ears, his hand moving lower across your back. You knew what he was playing at, and your body responded accordingly.
βIβm not sure I trust a puppyboy like that to fuck you properly.β His hand moved towards your legs, fingers running across your skin. βWhy donβt you spread your legs for me, just to make sure he didnβt hurt you?β
You leaned back in the chair before hesitantly obeying his command. He slipped your panties off, your pussy getting wet from his words alone.
βOh, kitty, whatβs got you so worked up?β He asked, fake concern in his tone. βThinking about earlier today? Your little rendezvous?β
βNoβ¦β truthfully, there were multiple ideas on your mind; although that was one of them.
βMaybe youβre thinking about whatβs going to happen to that puppy. What his ownerβs going to do to him,β said your owner as he sat down in front of you. βI think youβre like me,β he said as he brushed his thumb over your clit.
You bit your lip, sensitive to the touch. ββ¦what do you mean?β
He dragged his tongue from the bottom to the top of your cunt, licking your clit. βI think you like being in control. Being in charge.β He continued, pressing his tongue inside.
You couldnβt help but grab his hair as he ate you out. The feeling of his tongue, the picture of the puppy getting punished; maybe heβd be spanked. Maybe heβd be fucked in the ass. Maybe heβd be tied up. There was no shortage of ideas rushing through your mind.
βIβd love to watch you take control of someone. Make him your bitch,β said your owner. He pushed a finger inside with ease, moving it back and forth. βYouβd like that, wouldnβt you?β
You nodded your head, breaths growing quicker as you failed to reply.
He let out a quiet laugh. βI figured you would. But I still own you, remember?β He slipped another finger inside, your eager cunt ready for more. βNo matter who fucks you, cums in you, anything. This pussy belongs to me. Got it?β
You nodded once more. βYes sir, I-β
He moved his fingers faster, the sounds of your wet cunt filling the room. βSay it. Who does this pussy belong to?β
ββMy-my pussy belongs to you, sir!β You felt him curl his fingers, pushing against your g-spot. He hadnβt even taken his cock out, and you were already about to cum.
βThatβs right, good girl,β he cooed, dragging out each word. He continued to finger you, using his other hand to rub your clit. You felt yourself getting tighter, your hand squeezing his fingers as you got closer and closer to cumming.
Your head jolted back as you climaxed, your body shaking as he pulled his fingers out of you. You breathed heavily, looking up at him with weary eyes.
You were ready, that much was clear. Ready to be fucked, ready to be bred, your pussy still wanting more. It didnβt matter if you had one load inside you already, you wanted your owner, no, your masterβs cock.
You spread your legs a little wider, wet cunt on display to tease him. You watched him eagerly, waiting to watch him pull out his cock.
Instead, he walked away. βI think youβve gotten your fill for the day,β he smirked.
β¦asshole.
ββββββ
The next day, the sun had come out. The grass was dry and the sky was clear: maybe youβd play outside today.
You walked inside, skimming the room for your friend, unable to find him. You set up in the same corner as yesterday; when he showed up, he found you quickly.
Unlike yesterday however, his movements today were slow, almost methodical, as if he was thinking out every step. He sat down beside you, holding his legs close to his chest and resting his head on his knees.
He looks soβ¦sad.
He was quiet, looking down as his fluffy tail slowly swayed from side to side, dragging across the floor.
You werenβt sure what to say.
ββ¦hey,β you mumbled, only trying to get his attention.
He looked up at you without lifting his head. His eyes were wide and wet, as if heβd been crying. βHiβ¦β
βYou okay?β
He nodded. βItβs fineβ¦I justβ¦I got in trouble for yesterday. And I think I got you in trouble too.β
I mean, not really. Unless ruined orgasms count as getting in trouble.
βWhat happened?β You asked.
He looked from side to side, confirming no one was looking at the two of you, both mostly obscured by a cabinet in front of you. He pulled down his shorts, revealing a sky-blue colored chastity cage, keeping his soft cock in place.
It looked almost like one of your toys, shiny plastic reflecting against fluorescent lights. Your curiosity got the better of you, and you immediately touched it. It was a little cold, his balls heavy underneath.
He let out a quiet whimper before biting his lip. βIβ¦Iβm not supposed to touch it. They said I shouldnβt be playing with people I donβt know.β He looked up at you, unbothered by your poking and prodding. βBut I told them I do know you. Youβre my friend.β
On one hand, the puppy seemed incredibly easy to manipulate. On the otherβ¦you did feel kinda bad. βWell-β
βThey took away my rabbit toy too.β
βWhy?β You asked, still absentmindedly running your thumb over his balls.
βBecause I kept humping it,β he sighed, resting his head on your shoulder. βButβ¦it feels nice when you touchβ¦β he trailed off. βSoftβ¦β
You continued to lightly tap your fingers along his balls. It was kinda fun, honestly. Like swatting around one of your toys at home. You gave them a gentle squeeze, and he instantly covered his mouth, stifling a moan.
βWaitβ¦can youβ¦can you do that again? Please?β
Maybe your reading could wait.
Part 3
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Sorry all my writing is taking 72009999 bajillion years, Iβm kinda burnt out creatively with all the stuff Iβve had to do for work, so we just. Yep. We doin puppyplay now. Thatβs all I got. Brain no work for bigger stories rnβ¦
I hope you still liked it!!! Thank u for reading :3
hiiii iβm requesting another ficβ¦ UHMMM could uou write fem gee and the reader being her cat..? like collars, cat ears, tails, everything.. (and her maybe treating you like a cat in bed..? πππ)
KISS A KITTY
NOW PLAYING ; SECRETARY! GERARD X KITTY! READERοΏΌ
summary: Gerard recently adopted you, you were really scared with the new environment of her apartment and office since she brought you to her office as well. So she decided to play with you to relive some stress!!
New environments for you were very stressful and overwhelming for your little kitten brain. The unfamiliar sounds, smells, and sights created a sense of chaos that was hard to process.
But being Gerardβs new kitten wasnβt so bad; she was really kind and patient with you, gently reassuring you amid the constant change of scenery, which made adjusting difficult.
Gerard had brought you home just a week or two ago, so you were still feeling anxious about the unfamiliar surroundings. Every new corner and shadow seemed to amplify your unease.
Since Gerard loved bringing you to her office β a spacious, well-organized room β and showing you off to her colleagues, it often left you exhausted. She regularly introduced you to new people, which added to your tiredness, even as they cooed over your adorable face.
Her office was spotless and tidy. Her sleek desk had two large monitors with bright screens, a mechanical keyboard with glowing keys, and a stack of neatly arranged files and folders on a polished wooden cupboard. A colorful calendar with clearly marked meeting times hung on the wall behind her, while a mug filled with pens and pencils rested beside a ringing telephone, jolting you when it sounded.
In the corner of her office was your special space β a soft, plush gray bed and your favorite stuffed animal, which Gerard had gifted you when she first introduced you to her office environment.
You curled up on your bed, ears twitching at every outside sound β whether the soft footsteps across the plush carpet, distant muffled conversations outside her door, or the faint hum of activity within the office.
Noticing your stressed expression, Gerard paused her typing, set aside her mouse, and approached quietly. She knelt to your level, gently scratching your ears with a tender smile. "Kitten, are you okay? You seem stressed," she asked with concern evident in her voice as she continued petting you.
Leaning into her touch, you hummed softly. βFine β just a little stressed," you murmured, purring as her soothing scratches eased some of your tension.
"Would you like some help relieving that stress, dear?" she asked warmly. You nodded eagerly, eyes pleading for her to play with you β you missed your playtime and knew she was about to make it fun.
It had been so long since you last played; her busy work schedule kept her from spending as much time with you as you liked.
She smiled gently and walked over to the window in her office, pulling down the blinds to dim the sunlight. Your tail swayed happily in anticipation. βYou need to be a good kitten and stay quiet, okay?" she said softly, a playful tone in her voice. You nodded enthusiastically, excited for the fun to come.
Spreading your legs instinctively, which made Gerard smirk, βYouβre such a little kitten for me.β Kissing your neck and sucking on your sensitive spots making you whimper, closing your eyes shut.
Slowly she dragged her hands down to your soaked panties, circling your clothed clit stifling a moan, βShhh, I told you to be a quiet kitten didnβt I?β You nodded your lips quivering.
Tugging onto your shirt, she took your shirt off thankfully you didnβt wear a bra or it was gonna be harder for Gerard to get on these sweet precious tits of yours.
Her lips latched onto one of them and her finger pinched and played with the other, βA-ah! Geeee~β You whined trying to muffle your moans by covering your mouth with your hand.
Gerard kept sucking on your nipples, switching to the other one as you kept moaning into your hand.
Finally, when she stopped licking and sucking on them, you gasped feeling the cold breeze hit your wet cunt as Gerard pulled them off you, βAwww kitty, youβre so wetβ¦β She smirked playfully.
She carefully adjusted your position until you were lying flat on your plush, oversized bed, the soft sheets cushioning your back. The gentle jingle of your collar slightly jingled as you settled into the new posture, acclimating to the subtle shift in how you were lying.. Your legs were on her shoulders so she could get a better view of your perfect pussy all glistened up just for her.
βGodβ love this pussy so much, so sweet, so perfect.β She said licking and sucking on your clit, making you squirm from the pleasure of her tongue on your clit.
The sensation felt too good for your poor kitten brain. Your eyes rolled back and your tongue lolled out, βMmphmm~ Geeeβ¦β You moaned softly.
Gerard hummed looking up at your teary eyes, she inserted her finger into your poor pussy as she continued to suck on your swollen clit, "C'mon baby you can cum for me.β She encouraged you as she kept praising sweet things into your cunt.
Another one of her fingers entered you. Scissoring you, βGuh!β c-close..β you warned her, your cat ears twitching from the overwhelming pleasure.
Whimpering as you felt her pull out her fingers from your pussy, she licked her fingers clean, βYou think Iβm done kitten? Oh, Iβm just getting started.β Before you could open your mouth to question her she dived headfirst into your cunt.
Licking and eating you out like you were her last meal, you moaned pretty loudly to the point you were sure the employees could probably hear you. But who cares? Youβre playing with Gerard!!
You tugged on her chocolate hair as you resumed to moan, your collar jingling even more from how much you moved your neck and head.
βGee! Ugh~ close, pl-please!β You alerted her again, your thighs clenching around her head. She didnβt stop, she didnβt even slow down matter in fact she quickened her pace of eating you out almost like a mad man.
Clenching your thighs around her head even harder as you moaned loudly, your eyes rolled back to your head as you came. You practically saw white from how hard you came.
Slowly you relaxed your thighs from her head, she lifted her head smiling at you.
Licking her lips from the last bits of your cum around her mouth, βYou taste so good kitty, I hope youβre less stressed out.β She kisses your cheek, your tail happily flickering as you hum.
βMhmm, less stressed.β Nuzzling your nose into her neck, inhaling her perfume she put on this morning which was still strong.
Both of you guys stayed like this a little longer until you had slowly closed your eyes relaxed as you had fallen asleep in her arms.
Notes: No use of she/her but reader is referred to as being feminine/feminine terms used to describe reader! The Russian terms of endearment used are in their feminine forms! (mostly...I think... gawsh darn with how much I LOVE writing Nikolai? I might as well learn it.). Reader is also referred to as 'kitty' throughout! I mean they're a kitty x human hybrid!
Listen... Nikolai and kitty!reader, okay?
π£²Nikolai who is SMITTEN with lil kitty!reader... their soft skin, their playful eyes, their tendency to come and snuggle up to him whilst he's working on repairs! He just adores it!
π£²Nikolai who spends hours each week brushing, petting and tending to kitty!reader's fluffy ears and tail! Going as far as to book appointments with the best (and only the best.) groomers in town to make sure kitty is as comfortable and well looked after as humanly possible!!!!
π£²Nikolai who cares about comfort, yes, but also about meeting every single personal standard kitty has when it comes to a relationship: giving solid reassurance, gaining trust long-term, providing physical touch and even getting kitty the most luxurious little gifts (if they demand!). He's basically head over heels, on his damn hands and knees, whenever kitty needs him (or anything else for that matter).
π£²Nikolai who whips out his card at astonishing speeds whenever kitty looks up at him with those heartmeltingly sweet eyes. It's a miracle he hasn't sprained his wrist yet...
π£²Nikolai who will spend as long as necessary with kitty if they're upset, ready to quite literally drop everything and rush to their aid with his gentle words and heavy handed petting:
"Hey hey hey, malyshka! Shh, talk to me, what's wrong?"
"Don't cry, kotenok, you're going to get wrinkles like papochka..."
"Huh? Ah so that's what makes you laugh, kukolka? Giggling so innocently at papochka calling himself old, da? Naughty..."
π£²Nikolai who won't be happy with himself internally until he is able to make kitty smile again or at least give a sniffly little giggle. If nothing works, he isn't pushy with his words. He'll silently guide them to bed for a while, cuddling up to them - hoping the warmth of his presence is soothing enough for now.
π£²Nikolai who would break bones and draw blood for his koshechka. He cannot stand any form of disrespect nor leering at his post prized kitty. He simply won't allow it. At all.
dont think this is original by far so creds to anyone who's done this au before !! i made these ages n ages ago and @/ariestrxsh helped me with the words
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thoughts on puppy diluc x kitty reader? it's the only thing i've been thinking abt lately lmao
so many thoughts. so many.
puppy diluc who is sweet and excitable and touchy + kitty reader who is more reserved but super soft for diluc <33 ahh what a pair
kitty reader who drags their nails down dilucs back while he fucks them into oblivion!! loves leaving marks on him :( they both are into biting so his neck is always riddled with marks
puppy diluc who loves breeding and kitty reader who loves being bred? (or vice versa if you wish)
kitty reader who gets easily jealous and scents puppy diluc any time he goes outside; makes diluc horny so youβll probably end up bent over some surface with him fucking you.
kitty reader who sits in dilucs lap when he has to do work and makes him pet them - purrs when he does it
Simon using his teeth at your neck to scruff you, making you lay still while he settles his weight onto you and purrs violently. John will tell Nikβ Simon isnβt usually the type to purr at all, so it sounds rough and low. He grinds himself against the soft white cotton covering your ass after rucking up your skirt, determined to get his scent all over you.
And Nik sitting behind you, holding your legs open by your thighs so that Simon can bury his rough tongue in your cunt while you unsuccessfully try to hide your face in Nikβs shoulder.
By the end of it youβre practically burning up and too dizzy and overwhelmed to move, but you can faintly hear John saying something about coming back when your heat sets in.