Salve, Nina! I hope you doing well
I can imagine how lion Max from hybrid au always uses his tail to hold his human, rounding Charles’ wrist, hand, waist, ankle… sometimes neck.. in days that feels hard for Charles or just when Max wants to wake him up and got some attention, he uses soft brush on end of his tail to tickle until Charles is laughing and petting his big kitti. It was very surprising for Charles to get known that his lion’s tail is also enough strong to move him whenever its owner wants. (Also the view of Max’s muscles on back working when his tail going from side to side was sort of experience for him… was feeling so much guilty for thinking about his hybrid this was.. what’s a pity that he is only master of lion and can’t get what he want 🥺💔)
Also thank you very much for moto au updates these days 🙏🙏🙏💋💋🛐!!!! Pride month and all non hetero non cis things is non legal in country I live so, please, have fun and feel happy for all of us who is not possible to join this time
With love and best wishes in all languages that are, will and were exist,
Sher
Sher!! 🥹💓 this is truly one of the sweetest messages ever 😭❣️ I will happily champion, write, and support the fics, drabbles, and artwork that celebrates all the beautiful non-hetero and non-cis stories that are so important to read, tell, and cherish 🫶 thank you for being here, sending you so much love Sher 🥰
Hybrids AU: Part 1
Max’s tail being used for so many other purposes aside from keeping balance and showing Charles how happy he is to be in his presence (Max literally turns into a golden retriever when Charles opens his arms for hugs and cuddles) ❤️💙
I love the image of Max causally just wrapping his tail around Charles’s wrist while he’s sitting in his office working and Max is having a little cat nap on the huge cat bed by his desk. For the longest time, Max just uses his tail to hold onto Charles and keep him close.
He never actually shows his pretty Charlie just how strong his tail is.
Until the holiday party.
Charles’s firm hosts a large, lavish Christmas celebration for everyone at the firm and they rent out the largest ballroom at the Fairmont Hotel. Our gorgeous architect is so excited to take his Maxie—this is the first time he and Max will be attending an event together after Max’s rut 🤭
(The same rut that left Charles unable to walk for a week—which was just fine with Max, he happily carried his mate around the apartment and loved how Charles got so clingy since his human body was adapting to Max claiming him as his mate.)
Now, Max is used to walking around the apartment in nothing but boxers (yes, he sleeps naked). Whenever they go out shopping or to Charles’s office or to the park, Max just wears a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. He doesn’t like clothes or dressing up all that much but for this event, Charles is insistent.
“Maxie…you called me your mate.” He runs one hand through his lion’s mane as they’re curled up on the sofa, The Vampire Diaries playing in the background.
“You are my mate! Mine—and no one else’s.” His lion insists vehemently.
This is the first time Charles gets a taste of how…strong Max’s tail can be.
His usually sweet and docile hybrid literally loops his whole tail around Charles’s waist and drags him closer to the blond.
The architect glanced at the smooth, soft tail wrapped around him and then back up at Max. His ears twitch—a sign that Max is agitated and needs comfort.
Charles quickly cups his face, leaning in to give him a nuzzle and kiss on the cheek the way he usually did.
But they’re mates now.
And in Max’s mind, mates get kisses—lots and lots of kisses on the mouth.
So Charles spends the rest of the evening kiss drunk and fucked open, his hole wet and sloppy because Max’s hybrid tongue is…much longer than a regular human’s 😛
He writes off the whole incident as Max adjusting to life as Charles’s boyfriend.
They go to the tailor’s where Max’s clothes are all custom made to fit his impressive height, bulging muscles, and animated tail. Shoes are a huge battle since Max is used to going around barefoot—even when they’re outdoors.
Charles gets down on his knees and wraps his lips around his hybrid’s huge cock—as much of it as he can—before Max thrusts in deeper, hitting the back of Charles’s throat.
Charles holds on, taking Max deeper because he wants his hybrid to feel good and cum in his mouth and, most importantly, get the goddamn shoes, Max.
Max capitulates after Charles gently coaxes the hybrid into agreeing in his post-orgasmic haze.
And at the elaborate holiday party that’s been planned to perfection by Charles’s coworkers (one of them being a hybrid themselves), our stunning brunet and his imposing hybrid steal the show.
Charles, in gorgeously tailored crimson 3-piece suit (with a gold chain pocket watch) and Max in a pristine dark navy blue blazer and trousers (he refused to wear a vest and Charles had to wrestle him into the white dress shirt).
(Max loved the wrestling so much he wound up eating Charles out right there, on the floor of Charles’s walk-in closet and our Monegasque architect had to awkwardly shuffle into the ballroom, hole still a little sore from Max’s enthusiastic oral performance 🤭)
But the real display of Max’s tail strength?
In the middle of the party, one of Charles’s coworkers tries to dance with him.
Max is standing there, seething, and uses his tail ass a goddamn lasso to wrap around Charles—
And yank him back into his hybrid’s arms.
After that, Max uses his tail as a security measure to swat away unwanted suitors and ensure no one comes within breathing distance of his future baby momma.
