#pretty.kitty.yaps

hector's big hands kneaded your thighs. the sensastion of him pulling and pinching the fat makes you hiss in a combination of pain and pleasure. the fabric of your panties now becoming soaked thanks to his teasing. you jokingly slap his hands away, no real meaning behing the action.

he lets out a displeased grunt, unhappy with your disruption. 'preciosa, let me help you relax, please?' he's quick to get up off of the couch, grabbing your legs and spreading them open. all of your most vulnerable parts on display for him. he looks up at you, his dark brown eyes filled with complete and utter adoration.

"your body is the most gorgeous thing i've ever seen. it feels as if i was lucky enough to be chosen to see such a goddess before me."

his words have you attempting to hide your face. all of the praise he's giving you makes your head feel light, like you have no more air to breathe. though hector is quick to grab your hand and pin it to your side, a loud whine coming from his mouth.

"preciosa no, please let me keep seeing you. i will do absolutely anything to please you but please allow me the gift of seeing that gorgeous face."

unable to deny him you keep your hands pinned to your side. happy, hector sticks his flattened tongue out and licks a stripe up your clothed cunt. a satisfied groan leaving his mouth at the taste of you. he slides your panties to the side and gets to work as quickly as he can. diving tongue first into your pussy.

you wrap your thighs around his head, pushing his tongue further into your hole. the noises that you make are delicious to him, he'd do anything to keep you sounding like this forever. his favorite job is doing what he can to please you, no matter what it is you need. moans and cries flow from his mouth, vibrating through your pussy. each time you pull him up for air he rushes back down to get another taste of your precious essence.

he spends hours getting drunk off of your cunt. his face covered in slick, as he begs to keep eating you out. using all of his strength to pin your arms down and continue lapping at your juices. even once you're overstimulated, crying and begging him to stop, he's still licking circles around your clit. poking and prodding at the sensitve nub until you're babbling incoherent nonsense.

hector praises you between licks. "you taste so good, i can't stop now. i must keep going.' his pace never falters, keeping it strong and steady. he's kept you cumming over nine times. i guess being good with his words really paid off. when he finally finishes eating you out, he's dazed and covered in your slick and his sweat. his dark curls sticking to his damp forehead.

he gives you a shy smile as he looks down, showing off his painfully hard cock. the tip a dark pink as precum drips out of it. his hand cups your face, rubbing his thumb over your cheek soothingly. "i can wait for you to rest my dear, i don't want to tire you out too mu—" he's quickly cut off by you pulling him down onto the couch with you, your legs both intertwined as he slides himself into your wet hole.

"don't you understand? you're the other woman!"

you look at hector as if he was headless. "no, you're married to me! she's the other woman!" your voice doesn't stay steady long enough to finish your sentence, trailing off into broken sobs. you use your sleeve to dab the tears collecting in your eyes.

"and i thought this was all going so well!" you yell quite loudly, the increase in your voice causing your eye to pop out of it's socket.

your body trembled with each sob, your chest feeling heavy as you gasp for air. hector watches as your eye rolls towards his foot, picking it up and dusting it off before taking a few steps forward and handing it back to you.

"look, i'm sorry but this just can't work."

you scoff and grab your eye from his hold. "why not?" hector's heart winces at the tone of your voice, high pitched and a little raspy from crying.

"it's my eye isn't it?" you ask, a small huff at the end of your sentence. your hand comes up to your eye socket putting it back into place with a wet pop. he lets out a small chuckle at your comment before turning away.

"of course not! your eye is lovely my dear." a tired sigh comes from his pacing figure. "look, under different circumstances, well, who knows? but we're just too different! i mean, you're dead."

you grow frustrated with hector, unable to understand why he started acting like this all of a sudden. "well you should've thought about that before you asked me to marry you!" he throws his hands up in defeat. "why can't you understand it was a mistake! i would never marry you."

after finishing your usual morning routine, you grab the dateviators and slip them on your head. the room gets a whole lot brighter when they're on, changing from dull hues to bright tones. today you'd be able to talk to anyone in the house, it was quite exciting. you walk over to your blanket, watching patiently as it forms. not knowing what to expect from this interaction.

what was once your inanimate blanket, was now an extremely handsome boy. his jacket being made up of a fluffy light pink material, looking like faux fur. the collar and sleeves adorned with the same fluffy material, only now its color was white.

you take a closer look at the fabric.

is that...hello kitty?

his jacket looked exactly like your favorite blanket, the one you had slept with for years. it had been there through all of your tears, heartbreaks, and greatest memories. despite the fact you haven't fully met him yet, it's clear he knows a lot about you.

you go on to study the rest of his outfit.

his pants were padded like a soft duvet, a deep black color. hanging from his hips was a checkered light and dark gray throw blanket, small tassels hanging from the edges. his slippers were also a dark gray, matching the color of the blanket tied around his waist. the undershirt he was wearing was a bright clean white, not a stain in sight.

his brows were knit together tightly, chubby face clouded with worry. he looks around the room calling out for someone named davi? when he notices your presence he shows you a small smile, his smile felt so warm and comforting.