got paid 20 dollars to pet sit for like an hour and the only thing that wasn't easy was the spotted dog (his name is Rocco) nipping the back of my hand because he only knows me as "person who cuts nails" but i won him over with treats and by the time i left he was readily approaching me and licking my face and hands (including the spot he nipped. thanks buddy). lyla however, the black dog, is the one my parents fostered for a little bit so she was elated to see me. houdini, the handsome feline fellow, is super friendly so despite my allergies flaring up now i enjoyed his constant rubbing against my legs and hand and little motorboat purrs. 15/10 would do again
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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒. megumi is fed up with everyone treating him like a kid and takes his frustrations out on you.
✦ tags. smut. 18+ megumi. no pronouns used. choking. dirty talk. hate sex.
Low growls from Megumi are mixed with your drawn out, breathy moans while he continues his relentless pace inside you. The muscles in his arms flexing when he grips the bedsheets beside your head.
His pretty, dark blue eyes flutter from how tight you feel around his cock, biting down on his lower lip to suppress a moan of his own.
He groans in frustration when you murmur the nickname everyone insists on calling him, "Gumi..."
"Say it," he hissed, the grip of his hands on the soft fabric tightening as his eyes glaze over again. His legs shift around yours so he sinks deeper, causing his words to come out as low growls. "Say my fucking name, I'm not some kind of brat," his tone cold still as he goes faster.
"M-Megumi," you gasp out after he changes the angle, causing his hard tip to bully against your g-spot over and over again. You arch your back in pure ecstasy, small hands moving to his grab onto his broad shoulders to keep yourself from moaning out too loud for his dorm mates to hear.
His strong chest heaves up and down with each shaky breath. Studying your face while trying not to react, but the feeling of your warm insides wrapped around him, clenching and unclenching to pull him in deeper was too intoxicating of a feeling for someone as inexperienced as himself.
"Always treating me like a fucking child." He bites out. Closing his eyes, the sound of your wet hole being abused loud in his ears. His hands move to grip your hips tightly, thrusting faster while his nails dig into your skin. "Now look who's in control."
You nod mindlessly along his words, lips quivering as you try to respond to him. “Mm—mhm!” you look up at him with big, teary eyes in hopes of your response being good enough.
He leans in closer to make sure you understand, resting on his elbows beside your pleading face. "That's right," Megumi whispered. His abs flex as he feels himself getting close already, causing his dominance over you to waver slightly.
His strong hands move from your hips to wrap around your throat, squeezing tightly.
"That's fucking right."
His breath hitches, eyes glazing over as he watches your tight body bounce up and down with each deep stroke. His pale muscles glisten with the thin layer of sweat that drips down his body. He starts to pant like a dog in heat, thrusting between every word to emphasize his anger.
"Take. It. Take. It." His grunting grows deeper as he continues to pump. He thrusts faster, faster, faster. Throbbing inside you, still trying to hold back his orgasm.
That was what he wanted you to understand. He wasn't some kind of little boy; he was in total control.
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