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kisakis-boyfriend · 6 months
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hiii, I wanted a request where it’s like your “Oops, all catboys!” But with Freminet, Lyney, and Lynette? Male reader for this one and nsfw just like the Tokyo rev one. I’m not exactly sure if this is a Halloween request 😭 but yeah ty for your time!!
Oops, all catboys + catgirl! - Genshin Edition
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Pairings: Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet x reader (separately)
Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom characters, rough sex, fingering, handjob, blowjob, descriptions of horror scenes
Genre/Format: Smut; Scenarios
Author's Note: I found a way to shoehorn in a Halloween theme hehe. Please enjoy, anon~ As usual, all characters are 20+
Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!
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In the spirit of Halloween, you invited your partner to stay at your house all night and marathon some horror movies. You promised to take care of all of the prep work, such as gathering snacks and drinks, grabbing some cozy blankets, and maybe even decorating the room with spooky string lights
You even picked out a lineup of movies you thought they might like, though of course you're willing to negotiate and swap some out if there are any other movies that catch their eye. But for now, everything is set up for your night of horror and cuddling!
The only thing you hadn't planned for was your impromptu horniness.... Your partner was easily frightened by the movies and clung to your arm throughout the entire length of the first movie. Around the midway point of the second movie, you offered to "distract" them, an offer that they reluctantly accepted. Their feline instincts tell them that there might be a hidden meaning behind your offer...
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Brave catboy Lyney pretends that the movies aren't truly phasing him at all and that he's simply putting on an act, much like how he acts during his magic shows! Though this facade quickly falls apart during one particular scene where some poor victim gets shredded with an axe...all of Lyney's hair stands on end as a whimper escapes past his lips
Brave catboy Lyney averts his eyes, unable to keep up the tough guy act as he hides his face in your shirt. You offer to ‘distract’ him, but your ‘distraction’ isn't quite what he had in mind...
Brave catboy Lyney who's a panting mess as you hungrily suck him off, using one hand to stroke whatever's not in your mouth at the moment. His little ears twitch when you moan a “Good boy” with precum glistening on your lips
Brave catboy Lyney who bucks his hips wildly as you finger his ass, curling your digits inside of him while he cums down your throat. The aftershocks of his orgasm cause the tip of his cock to hit the back of your throat a couple more times, and your gagging just turns Lyney on even more as his dick remains hard
Brave catboy Lyney whose hands glide along your shaft while he returns the favor, licking his lips as he jerks you off. His mouth opens eagerly as you grow closer to your climax, shooting thick ropes of cum onto his pretty face and tongue, which he swallows obediently
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Precious catgirl Lynette sits in your lap for comfort as the violence and bloodshed in these movies make her anxious. She fidgets with the hem of her skirt and squirms around in your lap, squealing during one particular scene then swiftly turning her head to the side to bury her face in your chest
Precious catgirl Lynette who accepts your ‘distraction’ immediately, letting you maneuver her around so that she's on all fours on the couch. A cute squeak leaves her lips and her tail flicks around when you pull her panties down harshly, rubbing your fingers over her pussy teasingly
Precious catgirl Lynette who gasps as you dip your digits inside of her, rubbing against her warm walls while she quickly becomes wet. You spread that wetness on her folds and move up to tease her clit, brushing over it just enough to make her jolt. A low whine escapes as Lynette bites her bottom lip
Precious catgirl Lynette who's already cum twice just from your fingers, thrusting back to chase a third orgasm and not even registering when your fingers get replaced with your cock, not until you bottom out at least
Precious catgirl Lynette who's practically speechless except for intermittent “M-more...harder...”'s. Your dick stretches her cunt open further with every powerful thrust, rocking her tiny body against the couch as her back arches beautifully when you finally fill her up with your milk
Precious catgirl Lynette cums soon after that, squirting a tiny bit as her eyes roll back from the intensity. She reaches a shaky hand behind her in search of yours, weakly hooking her fingers with your own and smiling when she feels the contact
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Timid catboy Freminet doesn't even pretend that these movies don't terrify him... especially the jumpscares... He gasps and whines throughout the entire thing, clinging to you and digging his sharp nails into your skin, almost breaking the surface. His ears lay flat against his head the entire time
Timid catboy Freminet nods his head when you offer a ‘distraction’, trusting that whatever you have in mind will help. His innocent blue eyes widen when you flip him onto his stomach and yank his pants off, spreading his little cheeks apart and smirking playfully while you tell him exactly how you're going to touch him
Timid catboy Freminet whose cries and moans fill the room while you pound him from behind, gripping his arms tightly so that you have better leverage. His tight ass swallows your entire length deliciously, sucking you in with every thrust
Timid catboy Freminet who screams when you begin stroking his little cock while you're railing him, his thighs trembling like crazy as you wring an intense orgasm out of him. Another loud moan quickly leaves him when you don't slow down even a little bit, fucking his hole like a fleshlight until you flood his insides with cum
Timid catboy Freminet collapses onto the arm of the couch after his second climax, panting heavily while he calms down. Your soothing touch on his back and your head pats bring him down gently while he whispers a “Thank you...y/n...”
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Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3
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sister-lucifer · 1 year
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Presenting (Part 1)
Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan x Familiar!Reader (Separately) 
PART TWO
**PLEASE READ CONTEXT FOR FAMILIAR READER HERE**
Genre: Smut
Summary: When Familiars are in heat, they will occasionally “present” to their mate or potential mates to entice them. This can involve many things: stripping, exposing parts of the body such as the chest or thighs, posing in provocative ways, and much more.
How do the older brothers react when you present to them? 
Reader is male
Content/Warnings: Catboy reader, sub reader, mentions of heat, sort of shy reader, mentions of scent 
Like my writing? I take requests! NSFW or SFW for any fandoms in my bio! 
Also, please reblog! it’s free, takes two seconds, and really helps me out 
Feedback is encouraged and appreciated:)
Not fully proofread! Let me know if you see any errors 
Lucifer 
Lucifer spends most of his time at home at his desk, so of course that’s where he was when you walked in. You peaked around the door sheepishly, tail swaying slowly behind you. 
“Yes, Familiar?” Lucifer asked. He hadn’t even looked up at you, it was as if he sensed you there. 
You didn’t reply. You walked over to his desk and stood by his side, silently asking for his attention. This managed to get him to look up at you, and when he did he almost did a double take. He immediately picked up on the sweet smell, the one you only emit when you’re in heat. 
You were wearing one of his button up shirts, and beneath it was only your boxer briefs.
Lucifer couldn’t help but stare for a moment, but he managed to snap out of it before it became awkward. 
“Ahem…Do you need something, familiar?” 
He said as he swiveled his chair towards you. 
Still you gave no reply, but you did move towards him slowly. You climbed up and into his lap. The entire time, Lucifer hardly moved a muscle. 
You settled on top of him and looked up at him with those adorable doe eyes you knew he couldn’t resist. He let out a shaky sigh, just loud enough for your twitching ears to pick up on. 
Then you moved your hands to the hem of your shirt, gripping it tight as you carefully watched Lucifer’s face for any sign of opposition. When you found none, you began to lift. You were in no hurry, letting him take in every inch of newly exposed skin as it appeared to him. 
You put the fabric between your teeth, biting down and keeping it lifted above your chest. 
Lucifer’s eyes flickered with something dark as they met yours. He merely stared down at you for a long few moments, taking in your perfect form. He reached out a slow hand, resting it on your side, dragging it upwards and making you shiver under his touch. It rubbed over your chest before falling down to your navel, tracing the thick ring of fur around your neck that tapered down at your stomach before filling out into a thick happy trail that disappeared into your shorts. His hand stopped just short of the waistband before pulling away.
You were clearly presenting to him. 
‘Flattered’ would be a monumental understatement. 
“If you were in heat, you simply could’ve told me, you know.” He muttered. Both of his hands laid on your hips now, giving a small squeeze. 
You purred in response, letting the soft rumble vibrate in your throat. 
Lucifer leaned in to plant a soft kiss on your forehead, warm breath fanning over your skin as he spoke. 
“If this is your way of enticing me to mate, I’m more than happy to oblige, little familiar.” 
Mammon 
As usual, Mammon was simply wasting time. He flipped idly through a magazine, TV playing whatever trash reality show he had chosen in the background. He was very good at getting deeply invested in nothing. 
His focus was suddenly broken by the sweet smell wafting into his room. 
He looked up, glancing around in confusion when his eyes landed on his calendar. It was the last week of the month, which meant is was the prime time for—
Oh.
That smell was you. 
As if on cue you came trotting into his room, shutting the door behind you. Your hands were hidden in the sleeves of the oversized sweater you were wearing, which squeezed around your thighs just perfectly. 
He sat up straight, eyes locked onto you as you meandered over to the bed, long tail moving to and fro lazily as it followed you. 
You sat in front of him, looking up at him through your lashes. He was trying to stay calm and keep his tough guy persona on, but with each breath he took he inhaled more of your scent, and it was driving him crazy already. 
“Oh, uh, h-hey! Wasn’t expecting you, familiar. Usually you text before visiting…” He said with a forced chuckle. His face felt so hot, he was sure you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. 
“I know, but there wasn’t any time…” You replied softly. 
You put your hands on his knees, spreading his legs enough for you to sit between them. You slowly dipped your head downwards, keeping eye contact with the very flustered Mammon the entire time. Your lips just barely brushed over the bulge in his pants which was only becoming more prominent each passing second. 
“H-Hey, what d’ya think you’re doing?” Mammon chided, but his words did not match his behavior. He spread his legs even more for you, his magazine long forgotten on the floor. He didn’t even realize it had fallen.
Your tail waved straight up in the air, and you made sure to arch your back, showing off the way your shorts constricted around your ass. You wiggled your hips playfully, teasing the demon. You stayed still, allowing Mammon to take you in in all your glory.
“Oh, what are you doing…?” Mammon groaned, hiding his face in his hands. You were being so shameless! You were supposed to be the flustered one, not him! 
And yet, your delicious scent surrounding him combined with the sight of you behaving so pliantly made his ears go hot. 
When he didn’t say anything more, it was your turn to speak. 
“Be my mate, Mammon?” 
Your question was barely above a whisper, but it was more than loud enough in his ears. Finally he worked up the courage to pull his hand away, placing it gently on your head and scratching behind your ears. 
“Sure, familiar…You can have The Great Mammon as your mate. But ya gotta promise to warn me the next time you present like that! Nearly gave me a heart attack…No, no! Don’t stop!”
Leviathan 
Normally Leviathan hated being interrupted when he was deeply invested in an episode of whatever anime he was into at the time, but when he realized it was you standing in his doorway his demeanor completely changed. 
“Oh, it’s you! Come sit down!” He insisted, patting the bed next to him. “Quick, before you miss the good part!” 
You happily obliged, settling in next to him and leaning your head on his shoulder as he rambled on about the plot of this episode. 
“You should really sit down and watch it with me sometime! You’d love it, really. I just got to the big season two twist, and I don’t wanna spoilt anything, but— but…b-but…” His voice fizzled out, an odd sense of nervousness washing over him. It took him a moment to realize what it was, but when he did he nearly fainted. 
He turned towards you, taking a small sniff of your hair to confirm his theory: 
You were in heat, and he could smell it all over you. 
He was already getting hard in his pants, becoming incredibly aroused in an embarrassingly short amount of time. He squeezed his legs together tight, trying his best to be subtle about it (although subtlety was never his forte). 
Even the smallest bit of affection or flirting was enough to shut Levi’s brain down. This was a whole new level. Like, a Mega Boss Battle type level. Times a million. 
One of your hands wandered to his where it rested on his lap, interlocking your fingers and giving his hand a gentle squeeze. It was a small gesture, but it was enough to pull a whine out of him. 
“U-Um, familiar? Are you s-sure you should be here right now?” He stuttered, eyes darting all around the room. He was looking for any excuse not to make eye contact with you. 
“Do you not want me here, Levi?” 
The question was genuine, that much was for sure, and it sent Levi into a mini panic. 
“Of course I do! I-I always do! Not that I, like, t-think about it or anything, s-so why even bring it up? Haha..hah…oh god—“ 
You couldn’t stifle the small giggle that arose at Levi’s frantic over explaining. Fortunately, you knew the best way to get him to shut up. 
You moved in front of him, putting your hands on his chest and gently encouraging him to lay down. He was in no position to deny you, so he obeyed. 
He swallowed thickly as he stared up at the ceiling, trying his best to keep his breathing steady and fully process everything that had just happened. He didn’t have much time, though, as soon he could feel you moving around on the bed. 
When he got the courage to lift his head you were straddling his waist, facing away from him as your tail flicked side to side in an alternating rhythm. His hands gripped hard onto his sheets. 
You began lowering your upper body, slowly crawling outwards with your hips still resting firmly over Levi’s. He shivered at the slight friction it caused, reminding him how desperately his hard on needed attention. Once you had settled into a comfortable position, you let out a small, high pitched sigh of content. 
If anyone knew about catboy behavior, it was Levi, and he certainly knew when he was being presented to. He’d imagined a scenario like this a few times before, but it didn’t hold a candle to the real thing.
He made sure he took in every detail; the lovely swell of your ass, the delicate curve of your back as you arched it, the way your nails dug into the sheets the same way his did. 
God how he wished he had a camera on him. He would keep that photo forever. 
“Levi…?” Your sweet voice called out as you looked back at him. He finally turned his attention towards your face, although he was still unable to look you in the eyes. 
Everything about you was tugging at his heart strings. Even in moments like these, you managed to be adorable, and it was too much. 
“Oh, goodness…” He mumbled, “I-I’ve never been…presented to before…” 
A shaky hand reached up to gently wrap around your tail, toying with the sensitive appendage. Levi didn’t miss the small mewl you let out at the touch.
“You’re…You’re so pretty, sweet boy…I would be honored to be your mate.”
if enough people request it i might make a part 2
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mismess · 7 months
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Napkin loves fruit salad
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troblsomtwins829 · 9 months
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Follow-up to the funniest AU. Catboy!Jak with an actual. Literal. Boy Cat!Daxter
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fatuifucker · 2 years
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Catboys scara and xiao who like being pet (in human form) but one of them likes it too much sometimes 😏
[cw: smut]
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listen!! it's not their fault they are in heat! they are both so touchstarved having lived in the streets for a large portion of their cat lives. so when you pet them so gently and they are in heat, they can't help but shift their bodies for you to touch them down below. they look at you so needily, practically begging you to touch them. and when you do, it's complete bliss for them. they claim hate each other, they are shouting at each other and trying to prove that they are better than the other, they are the most perfect mate for you. but then the next moment their tongues at down each other's throats while you're pumping their hardened cocks. once they cum, they are already pulling you into their laps, asking you to pet them more and maybe they can pet your favourite areas too
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favouritefi · 4 months
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a question about your (much beloved) cat/dogboy Terror AU - are the cat/dogboys allowed to sleep on their master's beds, Lady and the Tramp style, or is that frowned upon?
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thank you for calling my au beloved it makes me so chuffed and the answer to your question is: it depends on class, age, and circumstance.
for upper class children you get assigned a cat/dogboy companion pretty early on in life so its normal to grow up sharing a bed with them. by the time you're a teen tho they move to a smaller half-bed thats attached to the foot of your bed and when youre both adults they get their own room. so its not weird for dundy and fitzjames to share a bed considering their history, but it would be weird if dundy didn't have his own room in fitzjames' house. they rarely share a bed nowadays bc they are both big boys with long limbs, but if fitzjames has a tough day then dundy will crawl into bed with him without needing to be prompted and they will cuddle and drift off into sleep together.
in croziers case all his adoptions happened as adults so its a little weirder for him to share a bed with any of them but still permissible in certain contexts. if say he was visiting someones home and staying the night and he brought all his catboys and not all of them can fit in the half-bed then some of them might share the main bed with him. and by some i mean jopson and little bc they are highest in the household hierarchy. if hickey is there he will deffo sneak into the bed but crozier for sure does not want him in it.
when crozier was poorer, a newly promoted lieutenant, and his only catboy was jopson, they used to share the shitty little cot in croziers shitty little bachelor flat. this wouldve been frowned upon if anyone ever found out. jopson shouldve been sleeping at the foot of the bed but crozier couldnt afford having a half-bed made for him and jopson offered to sleep on the floor but crozier wasnt comfortable with the idea of a man-shaped thing sleeping on his floor so he insisted jopson share the bed with him and they ended up sharing it until they moved out of that flat. jopson usually woke up before crozier to go fetch them breakfast but sometimes crozier would wake up first and stare at jopsons sleeping face and brush his hair back and pet his head and jopson would purr. this is for sure weird. thank god no one ever found out.
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bunnvoid · 2 years
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previous part Ah gotta love side effects huh
So a fun fact about cats (especially house cats) will sometimes loudly vocalize when they catch something while hunting or playing. This means they want you to notice, “they are proud and deserve praise”
He’s in Missouri 
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gaybroons · 9 days
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The catboy brainworms have completely consumed my brain 🤝 here’s the fruit of my mental illness for your enjoyment
Once again @adelphenium ,,, I have no words!!! Their talent leaves me speechless every time!!! 😩💝💘💖💖💘💕💕💞💓💗💞💕💝💘
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ourolite · 23 days
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oc brainrot — nsfw, trans!male oc x amab!reader, implied missionary, implied incessant breeding, possession, implied heat cycle, mentions of blood, subtle feminization.
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so, i recently concluded that cats tend to have the overwhelming need to scratch due to inexpressible emotions, to trim their nails, or to mark what’s theirs with the subtle sweat glands in their paws.
this wondrously explains as to why your muliebrous kitty, who is temperamentally self-serving and haughty, was destined to clamp his pearlescent-painted walls around your dick. your hips were battering into him to the point where his choked sobs and splutters were prevalent. his calico-printed ears that are generally pinned against his head to evince exasperation are now poorly coordinating with the rhythm of your strokes, not to mention that his mini tiered beige skirt journeyed halfway up his waist since it was too loose for him. then, finally, for it was the primary cause of your pained grunts, his bladed nails were performing an audacious act of abrasion; you were sure that there was nothing left of your epidermis.
“fuck me- fuck me please- fuck me- fff-mmmhm!” his whimpers were imbued with quivers and mewls that would only parrot a frazzled kitten imploring for solace from his distant mother. they were eventually subdued by the way you grabbed his face to focus his attention into another upcoming, sloppy kiss, but this didn’t deter the attention from your back. you were sure that the exterior of it was tainted with carmine, but you were too muddled with a lecherous adulation to address the manner. besides, if you were to stop now, you’ll definitely earn blubbered abasements and pathetic fingering from the poor kitty.
seriously, how many times did he need to remind you of who you belong to, and when will you start actually minding your blood loss?
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queereldritch · 6 months
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Snippy from the chapter 4 of my pinned Stranger Things fic! This is a dream Eddie has about Henry being a catboy :D.
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“HENRY FOR FUCKS SAKE, C’MON!”
Jane looked over to her brother’s locked office as their newest secretary’s voice reached a pitch.
“No. Nooooo! Leave me alowwwwnnoooooooOOOOAWWWWWWRRRRRRRAUGHHHHHRWWWW!”
Henry’s voice going from coherent words to an absolutely wrenching cry for help gave her all the context she needed.
The sound of ripping furniture that followed the still almost ear splitting cat-song of despair made her burst out laughing, unable to hold back any longer.
Eddie Munson, for all his laid back demeanour, did not have patience for some things, apparently.
Dirty cat-hybrids seemed to be one of them.
“MRAWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRR!!!!” was followed by the barely perceptible sound of the showerhead in her brother’s office.
Max Mayfield, their liaison with the local landscapers, was barely managing to hold back her own laughter.
“D-did he fall -skneeee- in the muddy ditch ag-ain? Pbftttt-” she managed to get out between wheezes.
Jane didn’t even try to answer, too busy gasping for air. He had, in fact, fallen into the muddy ditch again. Despite the even taller fence they had put up.
Finally, Max seemed to get her snickers under control. “Was -snrkkk- was it a bluejay again?”
Jane shrugged. Honestly, she wouldn’t be surprised if it was, but if that was the case, she was getting him a t-shirt. Knowing bluejays, it was probably the same one as last time. They were related to crows, after all. If it had been her, she would 100% had taken the chance to get Henry to jump into a muddy ditch again for nothing but shits and giggles.
As far as office-baths went, the fact that Henry was the CEO of their company and effectively Eddie’s boss was a moot point for them both as the chocolate-eyed brunet was also his fiance.
It was explicitly stated in his contract that he couldn’t be disciplined for reasonable attempts to keep Henry safe and hygienic. But that, realistically, didn’t hold as much weight as the engagement ring on Eddie’s finger.
Henry’s pleading yowls in response to the (to him) crime that was a cold office bath was thankfully not as ear-splitting as it used to be since the extra sound dampening had been added around the door. It was too bad they couldn’t completely soundproof it because security reasons.
The rest of the office wasn’t even trying to look busy anymore.
Jonathan Byers, their web editor and a labrador-hybrid, had his ears lowered and his tail tucked between his legs in sympathy for the cat-hybrid’s plight. Nancy, his non-hybrid girlfriend, was rubbing his back comfortingly.
Had Robin been here, she’d have been laughing her ass off. If it turned out to be the work of another bluejay, she’d probably even start a scoreboard, being a bluejay-hybrid herself. But it was her day off.
She would be so sad she missed this but Jane spotted Steve with his phone out, obviously taking great joy in telling her exactly what she was missing.
“RAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRWWWWWWWWW-hcuppp!p’chu!t’chu!-mmmmMRRRRRRRRRRWWWOOOOOooooooo!!!”
Thankfully even Henry had to stop to breathe, eventually.
And it seemed to be just in time for Eddie to finish getting him clean again because the showerhead shut off not long after.
“Doesn’t he shower at home though?” Max asked softly.
Jane snickered. “Ya. It’s the water temperature. The bathroom at home feels like a sauna when he’s done showering. Can’t do that here or it’ll rot the ceiling and we’ll lose the damage deposit. Besides, he gets treats after.”
The building was just a rental after all.
Poor bastard. If he didn’t have a meeting with a client in an hour, they could’ve rushed home to wash him off.
While Jane could still hear grumbling coming from the closed office, she was thankful Henry had stopped trying to make the injustices of office baths known everyone’s ears bleed.
If she listened closely enough at the door, she could probably even hear Eddie soothing him with cooed reassurances and praises. She had no doubt he was being covered in kisses too.
And being fed duck with cheese and warm goat’s milk.
She was admittedly slightly jealous of the hybrid sometimes. Even though she could easily buy those things for herself, that wasn’t the point.
He would also undoubtedly be getting coddling from almost every person in the building, as his yowling had been rife with ‘poor, unfortunate, innocent creature forced to experience The Horrors’ and not even Jane could resist that level of dolefulness.
Henry’s twin, Edward Creel, who hated his name with a vengeance and ‘would much prefer to be called Dee, thank you very much Jane’, would scoff at his behaviour and mock him, completely ignoring that, as a snow leopord-hybrid, he wouldn’t be feeling the cold water nearly as much as Henry would.
Or maybe he just liked riling up his younger brother (by one whole minute which was apparently a large gap in twin time). That seemed more likely, if Jane was honest with herself, seeing as Henry’s preferred mischief was filling water in empty milk cartons and then randomly swapping them in with the actual milk whenever his twin was over. And only then. He never did that when it was Alice visiting.
The man was on leave for his annual summer vacation with his husband, and Jane’s old middle school teacher, Scott Clarke. They were going to the Caribbean this time on a short expedition to the Amazon Rainforest before going to a resort in Brazil that Jane couldn’t even pronounce.
He would also be getting an update of what had happened today, but from Jane herself. Because she did very much like seeing them cause trouble with each other.
Meanwhile, in the now-quiet office, Eddie was laying on the newly re-shredded couch in an old nightgown waiting for his and Henry’s suits to dry. At least the mud had come out easy. They really should get the dryer upgraded. It was a miracle the office building had the facilities for one on the floor in the first place.
Henry was in a bathrobe seated in the small armchair near him, eating his duck and cheese cuts with an empty glass set on the sidetable.
His tail was flicking happily behind him, forming a loose question mark, and a low purr was rumbling from his throat. The sound was making Eddie unconsciously relax into the soft couch.
They thankfully still had about a half hour left before Henry’s meeting, so hopefully the clothes would be dry by then.
He let his eyes linger on the hybrid in the armchair as the blond licked his fingers, feline ears twitching to and fro as he listened to things around him that Eddie could only guess at. Henry would need a shave soon, if he was feeling up to it.
Struck by a sudden urge, Eddie hauled his ass off the couch and went to stand in front of his fiance. Before Henry could do more than blink his sky-blue eyes at him, Eddie bent and kissed him full on his soft, pink lips. As the taste of Honeyed Duck and some sharp, fancy cheese Eddie still couldn’t pronounce burst across his taste buds, he deepened the kiss to the tune of Henry’s even heavier purring. It was almost making both their chests rumble.
Breaking to give them both some air, Eddie smoothed Henry’s still slightly damp, blond locks out around his ears and pressed a short kiss to his head. As Henry took heavy breaths beneath him, still letting out soft purrs, Eddie tucked the blond’s face under his chin, bracing a hand against the back of the armchair to take some of the strain off his hips.
He chuckled as Henry took the chance to run his tongue under his chin. Eddie reckoned he could probably use a shave, himself, as he frowned at the feel of Henry’s tongue on his growing stubble.
He sighed, letting the older man continue to groom his face.
He had barely made it out of his SUV earlier that morning when the mournful yowling had started. All he had needed to do was check the CEO parking spot for Henry’s ride to guess what had happened.
Hauling the mud covered, crying-slash-complaining cat-hybrid out of the ditch, to the barely concealed snickers of the landscaping team, had gotten Eddie so dirty that he would have been better off not showering before he left home.
“Murrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwowowowowowowowowowowow” was the tune of Henry’s grumbling the entire way into the building.
“Yeah babe, I know. Bad bird. How dare it not hold still for your wonderfully planned catch? I know. You would have caught me a very big bird, wouldn’t you? Such a good boy~, trying to catch me presents.” Eddie had placated, trying to both soothe the blond’s ego as well as guide Henry to his office without him realizing what was coming.
Usually, Henry would dust his clothes off and groom/brush himself, but he was covered in mud this time (again , technically). And he had a meeting in an hour, if Eddie had remembered correctly.
Eddie had managed to get to his office, too, quietly shutting the door behind them and ignoring everyone’s whispering.
Unfortunately, Henry had caught on when he started to unbutton his shirt and Eddie was sure the entire floor had heard every note Henry could muster from that point on until the soaking wet end.
Bringing his focus back to his fiance, Eddie hummed at the feel of the man’s tongue on his collarbone, leaning to let the nightgown’s strap fall fully off his shoulder so Henry had more of him to ‘groom’. He didn’t have anything more than peach fuzz below his neck right now, but the attention from Henry felt nice.
Maybe he could take him to the community centre this afternoon so the man could catch some (stuffed) birds and work off some energy.
Finished with his grooming, Henry set his face against Eddie’s chest, purring low. Eddie took that to mean his husband-to-be was no longer miffed about the cold bath. He gently held Henry’s head against him and nuzzled into his hair, pressing his mouth against the silky blond locks.
They stayed like this for a few more moments before Henry reluctantly pulled away saying he needed to go review his pitch for their client.
Eddie stretched and declared he’d take a quick snooze until the clothes dried. Nothing in his calendar was so urgent that it couldn’t wait twenty minutes.
After setting an alarm on his phone, the brunet settled down on the couch. He would have to remember to tell Jane to get her brother that shirt.
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kisakis-boyfriend · 9 months
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Oops, all catboys! pt. 1 - Tokyo Rev Edition
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Pairings: Kokonoi, Baji, Kazutora, Chifuyu x reader (separately)
Warnings: Catboy au, sub characters, gn!reader, dom!reader, mentions of breeding
Genre/Format: Smut; Short scenarios
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Imagine sweet little catboy Chifuyu who waits for you to come home. He sits on the couch or waits right by the door if he's feeling extra clingy, and once you walk inside he's already hugging you and asking about your day, looking at you expectantly. You know what he wants but you can't help pretending like you don't, waiting until he's whining and nuzzling into your chest, muttering about how he's waited all day for you, he needs you...
Sweet little catboy Chifuyu who's a blushing mess as you take his hand and lead him into the bedroom, tossing him onto the bed and crawling on top of him.
Sweet little catboy Chifuyu whose ears flatten against his head when you loom over him with that hungry expression, like a predator about to eat its prey. You lean down to taste his lips, pushing your leg against his bulge and he whines, humping at your leg instinctively
Sweet little catboy Chifuyu whose face is shoved into the pillows, clawing at the sheets as you fuck his ass, making the cutest noises as you claim him
“Nya...m-more... Nyaa—!” He wails as you smack his cute cheeks, his whole body jerking at the sudden motion. “Master...please fuck me more...aaahh~”
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Imagine precious catboy Baji who acts tough around everyone else except you, picking fights with other catboys and humans alike, all because they said something not nice about you
Precious catboy Baji who pouts and defends himself, claiming that they had it coming. You're not mad, but you're worried that one day he's going to get seriously hurt, so you still scold him
Precious catboy Baji whose tail flicks back and forth when you tease him, “You really care about me that much, huh?” You can't stop a smile from forming as you think about everything he does to defend your image
Precious catboy Baji who quickly loses his composure when you push him down and yank off his pants, telling him that he deserves a treat for being so thoughtful. You take him into your mouth and begin coating his dick with your saliva, bobbing your head up and down his length
Precious catboy Baji who can't stop panting and grunting as you take every inch of him, his thighs squeezing around your head as he thrusts into your mouth, “Aah...mm fuck...y-yeah, just. like. that.”
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Imagine bratty catboy Kokonoi who purposely riles you up just to earn more punishment. Ignoring you when you ask him to do something, sitting on top of you or on tables and even shelves when you've told him not to do that, talking back or mimicking you every other sentence
Bratty catboy Kokonoi who sits on the kitchen counter and waits until you walk into the room to knock something over, tilting his head and acting like he doesn't understand why you're so mad at him
Bratty catboy Kokonoi whose legs tremble as you fuck him against the counter, clawing at the surface as you breed his tight ass, drooling all over your fingers shoved in his mouth
Bratty catboy Kokonoi who cries out for you to fill him up again, “Nyaaa~ Yes, Master, please...breed me more~ ” He exclaims, scratching at whatever part of you he can reach as you ruin him. “Put it all inside of me~ Nyyaaa—!! ”
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Imagine possessive catboy Kazutora who glares and growls when other people get too close to you. You leave him at home more often than not, dealing with his clinginess at home is preferable to dealing with him attacking strangers just because they brush past you in the store
Possessive catboy Kazutora who's attached to your side as soon as you walk through the front door, rubbing his cheek against your arm and saying how he missed you so much
Possessive catboy Kazutora who just loves you so much, he'd do just about anything for you, even sinking to his knees in front of you and grinding against your shoe like you asked
Possessive catboy Kazutora who gets pulled into your lap and forced to hump your thigh if he wants to cum. Groaning into the crook of your neck about how good it feels, his hard cock smearing your pants with precum
“Mmm...Master...I– haah—! I love you....aah~ ”
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Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3
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mismess · 21 days
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Napkin and cat boy monk live rent free in my head.
HEEHEEE 💛 Wonderful news cause they also live rent free in the head of the guy who makes all this art
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Damn kid where is ur dad like literally ever
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specificallybruins · 2 days
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ALL SIZES FIT ONE ⁉️
Haha yea thats the catboy marchy one with Pregame Sandwich :D
You've seen a little of it, just not the proper smut
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thetrophyhusband · 9 months
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Catboy AU thoughts plague me
(REBLOGS ENCOURAGED)
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fatuifucker · 2 years
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how about a belly bulge fic with sub!kitty!xiao x dom!reader?
(if you arent comfortable writing that i totally understand)
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sub catboy! xiao x soft dom male-sex reader
SUMMARY = also from anon, "i fucking forgot to add that i wanted a amab!reader IOASJD"
WARNINGS = smut, penetration (reader giving), dacryphilia, praise, riding, belly bulge, previous use of toys
W/C = 0.5k
TAGS = @zen-daydreams, @edenialucas, @urcatbf, @nejibot
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Poor little catboy is trying so hard not to show it, but he is clearly freaking out. You don’t blame him. All the people you’ve slept with stared in awe at your large…girth. And you bet it’s even more terrifying for Xiao since he’s so small. Which is why you’ve repeatedly turned him down, only satisfying him with blowjobs or handjobs or turning him away to Albedo when he goes through his heats.
Today, he insisted that he was ready for this. He needed this. You know it has to do with something Scaramouche said to him — something about Xiao being a pussy since he’s the only one who hasn’t been filled by you — but who are you to refuse? By now, Xiao has had more than enough experience. He deserves to be filled by his master at least once.
“I’m going to ask you one last time. Are you sure you want this?” you say as you run a palm up and down his thighs.
Xiao nods. “Worry not, Master. I will be able to handle it.”
“Just tell me if it hurts, okay?”
With trembling hands, Xiao spreads out his hole; already slicked up with plenty of lube. Even so, you know he will definitely struggle to take you in. He lowers himself, slowly pushing the tip inside. Xiao sucks in a breath through his teeth.
“Don’t rush.”
The catboy’s eyelids flutter shut, his chest rising and falling as he slows down his breathing. He opens his eyes again, his muscles loose now as he pushes you further into him. His nails — sharpened claws — stab the smooth, lustrous skin of his thighs as he grits his teeth. Your hand slides around his waist, smoothing up and down the plane of his back. Xiao’s cock — while still limp — leaks with precum, trickling down and dribbling on your body. After a brief moment of silence, he begins moving up and down. The both you quiver with each push, unacclimated with feeling each other like this.
“S-shit…you feel really tight around me, Xiao,” you heave as you wrap a palm around his cock, beginning to pump it.
“This…” The catboy speeds up his pace, biting on his arm to stifle his groans. “Master…feels good.”
“I’m glad.” You smile, relieved to see that the pain is subsiding ever-so-slightly for him.
At last, you feel Xiao’s supple asscheeks hitting the base of your shaft. His trembling hands rest on your chest as he continues to ride you, already increasing his pace to reach for further pleasure. His hole is so tight, scorching hot and squeezing your cock as if he /needs/ to have you inside him.
“Master, it’s so…mmhah…” Pinpricks of tears form at the side of his amber irises. “A-ah, you’re so big…”
“You’re doing well, Xiao,” you reassure him, vigorously pumping his erect cock. “Look.” You shift his hand to his abdomen, smiling when his mouth hangs open. “You’re so small that I can see my dick moving inside you through this imprint, yet you still are able to take me so well.”
“T-Thank you!” he pants, pressing his palm against the outline. “Thank you, Master!”
“Fuck, you’re really close, aren’t you, Xiao?”
“Yes! Yes, I want to cum, Master! I want to cum, I want to cum!” Xiao wails, repeatedly ramming himself against you like his life depending on it.
With a cry, Xiao spasms, gushing hot white and splattering all over your chest. Xiao pants, tongue sticking out as he collapses over you. You wrap your hands around the catboy, one of your hands going up to rub his ears. He purrs, nuzzling against your chest and holding you close.
“Master, you haven’t cum...”
“We can sort that out later. Rest now, okay?” you hum, giving him a peck on the top of his head.
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oodlesofowls · 1 year
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Happy (slightly late) bday rosho!!
Enjoy more hypmic catboys, for the soul 🙌
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