aspiring-house-husband

[aspiring-house-husband]

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[aspiring-house-husband]

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[aspiring-house-husband]

incubus x ~human

Fuck this stupid god damn bullshit. 

Some stupid exorcist ‘released me from my curse’ and made me human. mortal! like yeah, maybe i started as a human, but that was fully two and a half thousand years ago!

no matter. i can get myself back down to being a demon soon enough. but far more importantly, im separated from my handsome sexy gorgeous boytoy. my soulmate. my darling. my incubus. 

so… fix that problem first. i know his summoning circle by heart, even though i hardly need to use it. the knowledge comes in handy now. 

he crawls from the floor, all dripping ink and eyes black, scowling, wings opening dangerously. but then he locks eyes with me, and though my mortal body is changed, it is unmistakable. he pounces upon me, wrapping his body around mine, covering my face in kisses. 

“it’s been so long,” he mumbles between the press of his lips to my skin, “i was worried.”

he was hungry, too. fucking another demon, to an incubus or a succubus, gives maybe half a meal. he winds up hungry only a few days later. but like this… with soft warm human flesh, overwhelming human pleasure, and mortal exhaustion… he fucks me on the floor until i scream, and feels satisfied enough to last for weeks. 

it’ll take a little bit longer than that. spending a few thousand years as a succubus gave me… a residue, one could say. one that has me bouncing on him as soon as i wake up in the morning. one that has me needy and insatiable, with my lovely incubus only happy to deliver. 

[aspiring-house-husband]

!! omegaverse heat fucking !!

there’s a winding road that runs through the forest of my sprawling property, but nothing else. so i never worry about catching a scent on the breeze, but when i do, it’s notable. drifting across the cold and snowy air is a soft scent, one i can’t place, but one that means there’s a person somewhere, out there in the cold and the snow. it might be my imagination, my loneliness catching up to me, but i smell it again and this time i know it’s real. it’s omega scent, laden with fear and sadness. so i grab a coat but i don’t have the time for anything else as i roar up my ATV and go flying across acres of my land. i spend the time searching for you preparing myself for that- if we aren’t too compatible, i should be able to muscle down my rut and just take care of you the way you need. and that’ll be up to you, if you want to ride it alone rather than have a stranger help you, i want to be able to respect that. and i definitely can’t lose myself before i’ve saved your life. and i manage to not be affected at all when i first find you, a sweet omega in not-nearly enough clothes, no doubt dumped on the side of the winding road that cuts through my property and staggered into a bush that gets you halfway out of the wind. I’m far to focused on getting you warm to think about how you’ve tented your pants. i bring you onto the ATV facing me, buried into my chest and wrapping your arms around me, closing my jacket around you and making you bury your face to keep warm as i ride you home as fast as possible. and with you buried under my jacket and damp with snowmelt, it’s hard to get a grip on your scent. but it’s not the same for you. 

you, in my jacket, surrounded by my scent, my warmth, getting to press your face into my firm chest and wrap your arms around me. you who can hold onto me and listen to my heartbeat and feel my biceps tense as i steer the machine across my property. your legs split wide over the seat, so you can just barely brush up against my jeans keeping my dick from you, and wanting to get even closer, wanting to grind against me. you, drunk off my scent and the thrill of being rescued and protected, your heat adding even more need, already wanting to be claimed and bred by this strong alpha. you bury your face in my neck to breathe my scent as i carry you into my cabin, squeezing your thighs together. 

so eager you were to drop your face down and present for me, and prepared to rip from my grip and do it. but i was undressing you first, and you had not a thought for your hypothermia, just glowing with your alpha readying to take you. i was, of course, already your alpha, your mate. but i crucially don’t take off your boxers, nor mine, so while it satisfies you to press bare skin to mine, you can’t help but whine and wiggle your hips and grind our cocks together. 

and now i get a faceful of your scent. sweetened by your heat, but underneath that, the most perfect scent, one that i couldn’t help but feel was made for me. i try to muscle back any thought of it, wanting to be clear minded and present to help you in any way necessary, and knowing i won’t be able to do that if i drop into rut. but you smell so good… like you were sculpted for me, your thin frame and soft thighs on long legs, your bubbly ass, your soft chest, your waist that practically begged to be grabbed and shoved down onto my hips. and your pretty eyes, looking up at me with adoration and need, such a small, needy thing, and you need me… 

i’m hard underneath you after only a few minutes. you feel it and start grinding, whimpering and moaning even at the thought of my cock against you, wanting it inside you. i let my hands wander to your chest, to your waist, to the bulge in your boxers, which makes you keen in pleasure, and buck against me when i squeeze. i can see the wet spot at your tip. you grab onto my forearms to hold yourself steady and rock into my hands, grinding still onto my dick. i hear your voice pitch up in filthy pleasure, so i pull away before you cum because i know an omega cumming with his dick just won’t satisfy him. i use my newly freed hands to pull you in by the waist, your cock pressed to my stomach and your ass still against my dick. 

“Not yet, love,” i whisper, “Little omega cock doesn’t need to cum. what you need is to be filled.”

and you can’t hardly speak but you let out a filthy sound that i know is an agreement. i’ve abandoned the idea of not rutting; it’s far too late for that. i’m going to take you and claim you and fill you and breed you. you’ll be mine and i’ll make you scream through this heat until you pass out with your hole leaking my seed. i’ll make you worship my dick and whine for more and wish you could spend your life tied onto me. i’ll mate you and breed you full and make you mine. 

so i pick you up and toss you onto my bed, and i rip your boxers down to get a look at your hole. you’re dripping slick, what a messy little omega you are, so i collect some with two fingers and shove it back inside you. your hole is warm, needy, gripping onto me. you’re so soft and wet and needy, and i can’t help but add another finger, your moans pitching up again, not a single intelligible word in them. i don’t think you could form words if you try. especially not when i take the tip of your cock into my mouth, lathering the underside with my tongue as i fuck my fingers as deep as possible, slipping you further into my mouth. you’re not small, but you’re not big either, and i can almost take it all. you sound filthy, screaming and moaning and making needy sounds that have me leaking into my boxers. it’s when i add a fourth finger that you cum, and i clamp my tongue against you for the duration of it, only letting go when you fall limp against the mattress. it took a lot out of you, and now your cock is flushed and red, but no less hard. as expected- an orgasm without my knot inside you just isn’t enough. 

your moaning comes back a few heartbeats later, and this time, it’s needy. you untangle your fingers from the blankets to reach toward me, but i shove you down onto your back again. i rid myself of my boxers and climb over you, my knees on either side of your face. my thought process is far gone- i just need to present my cock to you so you can see what you belong to, now. i need to show off my assets so that my omega can be happy with the alpha that chose him. you grip onto my thighs and lift your mouth, not blowing me but kissing it, like you’re worshipping. i grip my backboard hard enough that i worry ill break it when you press a lavish open mouthed kiss against my knot, and that’s what makes me back down onto the floor and yank you to the edge of the bed. your legs wrap around me automatically, and i almost growl at the feeling of your soft ass against my cock. 

i push inside of you slow and steady, but that’s all the strength i have to do. when your entrance kisses my swollen knot, i start thrusting without abandon, bucking you across the bed and punching your moans into staccato. you sound like the best thing i’ve ever heard, your broken pleasure nothing short of heavenly. i watch your cock bounce against your stomach and coat your belly in pre and the remnants of your left orgasm, i watch my cock drive into you and press my knot against you, i watch your face as you scream and moan and close your eyes to try to understand how incredible it feels. an alpha, taking you. an alpha, wanting you. needing you. mating you. claiming you. 

my fingertips grip into your thin waist and sculpted hips, pulling you harder and harder down on me. i have a single minded focus, and that’s my knot, flared red and swollen, popping inside you. focused on that, i could stay here for hours, and i very well might, considering how you orgasm over and over, gripping onto my cock and screaming, coating your belly in less and less seed each time. your volume tapers off, as well, your legs bouncing more freely as you lose energy, until i push and pull you by your soft thighs rather than your hips. your cries of pleasure are almost punched out of you rather than screamed out by the time you have your fifth orgasm, your cock going almost limp against your belly, your hole squeezing me tight but then relaxing, exhausted, just far enough that my knot finally finally pops inside you. 

it makes you scream, no matter how tired you were. i makes you surge up to meet me and grab my shoulders and bury your face in my neck and smear my chest and belly with your fluids. you look wrecked, and you tremble with exhaustion. i hold you through the start of my orgasm, seed pulsing into you, filling you, but i lay you down after a moment or two to look down and admire your hole clamped around my knot, almost suckling as it pulses inside you. i shove my hips into yours to push you up on the bed and lay down on top of you, keeping my weight off of you so you can breathe but letting you cuddle up against me, surrounded in my warmth and my scent, filled with my knot and my seed. i still pump cum into you until you could almost feel how full you are, and i don’t even notice the bite on my neck until you lay back down again, satisfied. but you’ve claimed me as yours, and the thought of it puts just enough fire in my belly to thrust against you for a moment, rocking my knot deeper inside you so i can watch your eyes roll back before i lay my claim on you, just the same.

and now, there will never be any doubt who my omega belongs to. no one will ever look at you without knowing how an alpha owns you, fills you, breeds you, pleasures you. takes you and makes you scream and holds you. my omega, belonging stuffed full with my knot, out of the eyes of anyone else. mine and mine alone, meant to be forever more whimpering with overstimulation but exhausted with pleasure, full and stretched around me, suckling on my knot and taking my seed deeper, deeper. mine. 

[aspiring-house-husband]

Through circumstance and unfortunate timing, you and your partner have been without one another longer than either of your desires. After such unbearable separation, they decide to take matters into their own hands.

It's early morning and you wake to an oddly pleasant sensation coming from below the blanket. You lift it to see your partner under the covers with your cock in their mouth, licking teasingly up the shaft as the sight makes you moan.

“Hello, baby. I used the spare key you gave me,” they say between licks. “I took the liberty of calling off work for both of us. We're not leaving the bedroom today.” they crawl on all fours towards you and give you a kiss. “is that alright with you?”

You nod eagerly, pulling them back in for a deeper, more intimate kiss.

“mmm, i missed you. i missed this,” they say reaching down to stroke your cock. “and now I have both you and that. And they're all mine,” they practically purr. They gently push you down to lay on your back, turning themselves to have their hole at your mouth. “I got yours. you get mine,” they demand, slowly lowering themselves until their hole rests an inch from your mouth.

Without hesitations you begin to lick from their cock to their hole with a flat tongue, making them shudder. You lick and tease their sensitive cock as you take it into your mouth, sucking gently before returning to lapping at their hole. Your tongue slowly works its way inside them as you start to eat out their slickening hole.

“Gods i love you,” they moan, their hands on your waist barely holding them up. They pant, fighting the urge to collapse and let the orgasm wash over them.

“Stop, baby, not yet,” they say, lifting themselves off your face and collapsing into bed next to you.

“Fuck, you're good at that. I trained you well, didn't I pet?”

You nod, noting the double meaning in the statement, as they reach for the bedside table, grabbing your collar and leash.

“Here's what's going to happen, pet. we've been apart too long, so I'm gonna be nice. I'm going to put this on you, and you're going to fuck me until we both cum screaming.”

They wrap the soft leather of the collar around your neck. “Can you do that for me?”

You nod, cock twitching in anticipation, as they slowly get on all fours, their hole wet with slick presented to you.

“Go ahead then, boy, mount me,” they say with a gentle tug to your leash as you rush to climb atop them, your cock rubbing between the lips of their cunt as you find their entrance. the head pops inside, drawing a moan from you both and a longer one as you slowly sink inside them.

You bottom out inside them, wrapping your arms around their chest, panting as the prolonged distance made you ready to burst. You hold them close, hoping they'll never move from your arms.

With great effort you slowly begin to pull out, drawing a whine from your partner and a moan as you push back in. Hearing their pleasured moans makes your pace quicken, all the need of the last few weeks hitting you all at once and you're suddenly slamming into them, your hands moving to their hips, pushing them down, allowing you to thrust deeper than before. Your pace picks up further and you’re lost in a sea of want and need as all you can see, all you can feel, is them beneath you moaning your name and silent prayers.

“Baby please please don't stop please please I'm gonna, breed me, please my love.”

With the words falling from their lips they begin to shake their moans louder as their cunt clenches and spasms around you, milking you as you let go, releasing your seed deep inside them as you cum together for the first time in a long time. you feel completely satisfied and you collapse atop one another, smiling and panting with lidded eyes as you gently kiss the others cheek.

“I missed you” they whisper.

“I missed you.”

[aspiring-house-husband]

The hand around your cock strokes up and down mercilessly, bringing you to the brink and slowing down just as you're about to spill over.

“Good boys don't cum, puppy. You're a good boy, aren't you?” They coo into your ear, their chest pressed against your back while you're on your hands and knees.

This process has been repeated so many times, all you can do is whimper and moan as you fail to find words.

“Mm, I love those sounds. Turn your brain off, pet. Leak all your thoughts out along with all this pre,” they say, bringing you to the edge yet again, your dick throbbing in their hand.

They smile, giving you slow, almost teasing strokes. “You know it's not fair if you have all the pleasure. after all, this is MY toy” they say, squeezing your cock.

“my turn.” they fall onto their back, spreading their legs to reveal their dripping hole.

You whimper at the sight, cock throbbing painfully against the sheets.

“mouth first, and if you do a good job, I might let you fuck me. Sound good, pet?” before they can finish you're on them, tongue lapping at their cunt. They lean back, a hand in your hair as they push you into them, grinding on your mouth. Your lips wrap around their cock as you begin to lick and suck eagerly.

Your eager sucking and licking leads them to a very fast first orgasm. They pant as they cum but your tongue doesn't stop as it continues its assault on their now sensitive hole. They moan loudly as yet another orgasm washes over them, their thighs wrapping around your head pushing your tongue deeper Inside them.

They pant, pushing you back slightly as they unwrap their legs. “that's a good boy, very good boy,” they say breathlessly. They grab your face, pulling you towards them for a kiss, tasting themselves on your lips and tongue as your cock throbs against their stomach, your hips slowly thrusting against their skin.

“That was two, baby, I'm going to need you to fuck me through at least three more, can you do that?”

You nod eagerly as you cant your hips to line your tip up with the entrance to their cunt.

“You can't cum until you do,” they whisper as you sink into them with a whiny moan. You whimper, trying to find the words to protest, but nothing comes out but whines as you roll your hips subconsciously.

They moan, the sound driving you to start to grind down deeper against them.

“Come on pup, fuck me,” they plead, shattering what little remained of your psyche. You begin to thrust into them with reckless need and speed, your balls slapping against them producing a wet thwack with every thrust home. They moan, wrapping their arms around your back and legs around your waist, pulling you closer to them.

Their breath hitches as they start to shake. “Don't you dare cum, puppy” they moan staccato as they cum around your cock, their cunt attempting to milk you dry as you whimper and squirm.

You refuse to cum.

Good boys don't cum.

Good puppies don't cum.

You pant, your mouth open, desperately resisting their cunt’s attempt to make you spill.

“good boy. two more,” they moan breathlessly, their orgasm slowly coming down. You whimper, panting, still buried inside of them. They reach down and cup your balls, making you moan.

“nice and full. These are for breeding, pet. This big dick and heavy balls of yours belong on a stud breeder, but here they are on you. Pathetically hard, denied and begging for more.” you whimper as you cock twitches inside them.

They smile. “see what I mean, pet? You should be breeding me, but here you are, a whimpering mess. and I know you won't cum, good boys don't cum, right?”

You whine softly, still unable to form words, feeling hot and aroused by their words.

“Now get to it. two more,” they demand, it almost magically forcing your hips to move again. Your pace snappy and erratic as you fuck with mindless instinct.

They moan, wrapping their arms around you once more, pulling you into a one sided kiss as you can't quite figure out how to do anything more than moan.

Their second orgasm comes faster than the first, their oversensitive cunt bringing more pleasure than before.

“last one,” they say, moving to get onto their hands and knees pulling you a top to mount them.

They reach back, grabbing your balls once again giving them a squeeze.” one more then I'll let you empty these.” You moan, thrusting against the air, more than ready.

They let go, backing their hips toward you until their hole presses against your cock. You tilt your hips, your tip splitting their lips and briefly rubbing against their dick, making them shudder as you finally press forward, sinking inside them.

You moan along with them as you lay your chest on their back. you wrap your arms around their chest as you begin to slowly fuck into them. The pace is slow as you both breathe from the exertion of the night. It's sloppy and erratic but slow and forceful, each thrust sinking in as deep as possible.

Soon their breathing starts to hitch as they start to shake. You begin to up your pace, eager to send them over the edge once more and join them in bliss. You start to pant as your cock throbs inside of them as they begin to cum. Their cunt tightening around you, milking your cock as you continue to thrust.

“don't you dare cum, puppy.”

Their words hit like magic, stopping the budding orgasm in its tracks as your hips still buried inside them.

They shudder and shake beneath you as you desperately resist spilling inside them.

Good boys don't cum

Good puppies don't cum

Good boys don't cum

They pant, slipping you out from inside them as they roll onto their back beneath you. Your cock throbbing and twitching in the air.

“Such a good boy for me,” they praise, pulling you into a kiss. I promised you an orgasm, I never promised it'd be inside me,” they answer your silent question.

You whimper, rolling your hips desperately as their hand wraps around your cock, soaked in their slick and cum. Their hand begins to move and you desperately buck onto the contact.

“Be still, puppy,” they whisper gently as they slide their finger over the tip, making you moan loudly.

“You know you have an amazing member, pet, on anyone else this would be a stud of a cock and these balls were made for breeding tight holes. But here they are on you my brainless little pup, used against you,” they say, cupping and squeezing your balls, making you moan and them giggle.

“And now, you're going to cum for me, not breeding some tight hole, but all over my fingers. Wasted.” The pace of their hand picks up, bringing you to the brink.

“Now cum.”

the command washes over you and with force your cum pours out in a torrent, coating their fingers. They form a ring with their fingers, slowly stroking from base to tip to milk out every single drop. While you moan and shake, whimpering in shame as your seed spills onto the bed.

You collapse atop them as they whisper: “You're such a good boy” as they pet your head, spent, empty, and ruined.

Just the way They like you.

[aspiring-house-husband]

these posts are making me drool forreal. you write such a hot dom. like fuck. i gotta get me one of those

Aww, that's cute. Thank you for the compliment.

And speaking from experience, they're pretty great wholeheartedly recommend getting one

[aspiring-house-husband]

i settle down onto his hips as he cums, watching his spasming and gently rubbing his hands where they grip so tightly into my waist. i stay still for him until he seems to recover.

“there you are, handsome. feel good?”

he nods and slides a hand over between my hips. beneath my belly button is the magical rune that allows us this fun- contraception. it’s new, glowing with fresh magic. 

“i know. sweetheart. aren’t you lucky? you get to spill inside my raw cunt, isn’t that amazing?” he whimpers and nods, pleasure still on his face, still wordless. 

i grip his fingers on my hips and begin moving again, clenching on him. though he whines in protest, i feel him grow hard inside me again. 

“shh, shh, my love, shush. this is what you deserve. if you’re gonna fuck me, if you’re gonna be able to cum into my wet, waiting hole, then you’re gonna do it until you can’t anymore.”

[aspiring-house-husband]

With a final powerful thrust you begin to cum, your huge balls producing a torrent of cum that fills the fleshlight beneath you.

“That's a good boy,” they smile from beside you, giving your oversized testicles a squeeze, making you whimper.

They push your hips forward, sinking you back into the fleshlight dripping with your cum. “They're not empty yet, puppy, keep going,” they say with a knowing smile.

It had been very easy for them to slip it into your evening tea. A small powder with great effects. It increases the size and virility of the loads of those who consume it, but at a cost.

The taker finds themselves with an empty head and inflated balls.

But you don't seem to mind as you mindlessly fuck the toy under the gaze of your partner. you've already cum half a dozen times, yet you don't feel any relief from the heavy full feeling in your balls as you try to empty them. All you can do is whimper and desperately fuck into anything to try and get relief.

“Good boy,” they coo as another orgasm washes over you and seed floods from your tip. You whimper as the fleshlight falls away, bloated with seed torn open and useless, your erection tight and vigorous despite the numerous orgasms.

“this won't do,” they sigh, looking at the destroyed toy and at your needy gaze.

“Just this once, ok pet?” They say, wrapping their arms around your neck and pulling you a top them.

“No need to hold back, you were such a good boy. empty these inside me” they whisper as they squeeze your balls, this time drawing a soft moan.

Your engorged cock slides right in as they throw their head back with a moan and you set a vigorous needy pace, chasing relief you've yet to find. You slam in and out with abandon, treating their hole no different than the toy mere moments ago.

In no time at all you’re cumming again, this time burying yourself deep inside your partner as your cum fills them. It rushes forth in such quantity that it squirts out of their hole despite your cock still inside.

They moan as more cum fills them than ever before. your seed soaks their walls, making them slicker than ever.

“There we go, is that better, pet?” their question is left unanswered as your hips begin to move again. Your hands find their waist as you grab it to leverage yourself deeper, the cum dripping from their cunt with every thrust. They begin to moan as you flip them to their stomach, stretching them fully and deeply as you mount them.

They find themselves moaning into the sheets, your thrusts deeper and more powerful than before. Your balls, heavy and huge, slapping against their sensitive dick and the swollen lips of their cunt as they can't help but cum around your cock, their uncontrollable twitching bringing about another torrent of cum that their cunt milks from you as it splatters down their thighs.

Their relief is short lived as the brutal pace starts again. They reach under themselves to cup the source of the problem, finding them no smaller and no less heavy as their pet continues to pound their sensitive hole.

“This might take a while,” they moan already shuddering, biting a pillow in resignation.

[aspiring-house-husband]

shh, puppy, it’s gonna be okay. 

he squirms in my lap, whining, fucking into my hand at a broken pace and twitching with his oversensitivity. 

good boy, pup, very good. keep going. 

his cum already paints my thighs. his silly, empty brain wouldn’t know it, but we’ve been here for two hours. i ignore the cramping in my forearm. 

perfect, puppy. so good for me. so perfect. 

he spasms his cock into my hand and collapses against my chest again. that’s his second orgasm with nothing landing on my thighs. he’s dry. 

good boy, so good, good puppy. almost done. 

a third, just to be sure. no matter how the perfect tears run down his face, no matter how weak his grip onto my arms are. 

my perfect pup, beautiful. 

i grab our nearby towel, softly wettened just for this. i wipe my thighs and his shaft clean and roll onto my stomach, gently pulling him with by his leash. 

mount, puppy. one more, just for me. breed me. 

the words breathe new life into him, and he presses his cock deep inside me. he still trembles, most of his strength gone, but he fucks into me with every twitch of his body. 

good puppy, good boy. breed me, puppy, cum deep inside me. there’s no condom, puppy, just fill me. 

his hips pick up excited speed, irrhythmatic and spasmic. he stills inside me only moments later, deep and throbbing- but he can’t manage to breed me. the seed he so wishes to fuck deep into me doesn’t come, and he stutters a thrust or two more as though to try to prompt it forward, desperate. i tug his leash so that he collapses onto my back, truly boneless, only softly whining with each gentle exhale of breath. his heart pounds in his chest against my back. 

that’s my good boy, cumming inside me. thank you for breeding me, puppy, you’re so good. 

he whines something that sounds like a complaint. 

no no, puppy, shh. you did well. good boy. that’s all you need. i know what you need. 

[aspiring-house-husband]

The door slams closed behind you as you let out a sigh after a long day at work. Your bag drops to the floor as you loosen your tie. You walk slowly and languidly to the living room when they see you.

“Oh, you look exhausted. come here baby,” they say, opening their arms to you on the couch.

You walk towards them, feet dragging as you collapse into their arms.

The wrap their arms around you, slowly stroking your back. “you've had a long day, huh?”

You nod into their stomach with a sigh.

“My poor boy, they work you too hard. let me reward you.” they gently pull you up onto their lap, your back to their chest.

“Here, let me help you out of these and into something more comfortable,” they say as they remove your pants and shirt, leaving you in just your underwear with a slowly growing erection.

“Excited?” they ask with a giggle, stroking you lightly over your boxers, drawing a sigh from your lips.

You nod, pressing yourself into their touch as their free hand feels up your body, running up your sides and squeezing your chest.

They pause, reaching for something on the table beside the couch. “Do you want more?”

You nod softy.

“Use your words, pet.”

“Yes, please.”

“Please, who?” they say, rather sternly.

“Yes, please, sir.”

“Good boy,” they say, wrapping the collar they grabbed from the table around your neck, locking it into place.

They hook a finger into your boxers. “lift,” they command as they strip you fully nude in their lap, your dripping cock throbbing in the cool air.

Their hand wraps around your shaft and slowly begins to stroke up and down, the pre acting as an excessive amount of lube.

“You're such a good boy, you work so hard, let me take care of you. turn your brain off, and just feel. You may cum, no need to wait for permission.”

You let out a long drawn out moan as their hand strokes you up and down and you start to slowly fuck back into their hand. Soon their hand is moving at a rapid pace in time to your thrusts and you feel an orgasm building.

You begin to quiver as your hips falter but the hand sets a more brutal pace, sending you careening helplessly over the edge.

You shoot several times onto their thighs, but the hand keeps going, milking you for every drop. Soon, it becomes too much as you whimper and squirm, trying to pull away from the relentless hand.

“Stay still puppy, this is your reward. I'm not stopping until those balls are empty, so relax, and enjoy yourself. It's gonna be a long night.”

[aspiring-house-husband]

“Don't move, pet,” they say softly as they straddle your hips. You look down so see them guide your cock to their entrance.

The tip brushes against the soaked lips of their cunt and you try to buck up into their waiting heat, but are held in place by a strap around your waist.

“I told you. no moving.” as they slowly lower themselves onto just the tip, sliding it in and out with slow, small movements.

You whimper and whine, desperate for more as they slowly work themselves further and further down your shaft at an agonizing pace.

You both let out a moan as they finally sink to the base.

They sit there, panting, watching you shudder and shake and attempt to buck helplessly.

They smile as they slowly raise themselves up, drawing a long sigh from you before slowly lowering themselves to a similar effect. The pace is slow and tortuous as they gently ride you.

Your bucking stops as you begin to moan softly.

They giggle, “there you are, that's my good boy,” as they pick up the pace slightly.

You groan as the pace gets faster and faster until they're slamming against you. You attempt to buck up into them but they stop, sitting with you fully inside them.

“You know you're lucky to have me raw, right? but as I told you, you can't cum inside. got it?”

You whimper and nod softly.

“good boy.” they start again slowly at first, building back up to the quick pace of before.

You desperately want to buck up into them to fuck them. To cum inside them.

But you're a good boy

Good boys don't cum

Good puppies don't cum

Their pace stutters as they lean down for a kiss as their cunt clenches around you and their orgasm washes over them.

Their lips on yours as they moan breathlessly shaking and quivering.

They pant, exhausted. They stroke your cheek with one hand.

“You're such a good boy for me.”

[aspiring-house-husband]

heavy is the head that wears the crown.

more literally, only he who is meant to wear it can withstand its magic. 

a pretender to the throne, a usurper, he will merely succumb to its spells. its protection. 

and the prince will descend on the usurper with pity and calm, gentle guidance. you have won the kingdom, the prince will say. you have defeated me. 

but the crown is loyal only to the prince. by extension, as is it’s bearer. 

no words, will instruct the prince, be good. 

and the prince will have his way. his body filled, his pleasure found. the usurper is guided by the crown. the crown is loyal to the prince. 

[aspiring-house-husband]

They lay back against the headboard, legs spread open. They beckon you forward with a gesture and you crawl between their legs until you're face to face.

They give you a kiss as your cock pokes at their slick entrance.

With a slight roll of your hip the tip presses inside, drawing a moan from them. you take it as a good sign and start to press deeper as a hand on your shoulder holds you still.

You whimper, rolling your hips trying to press deeper, but to no avail.

“Did you forget something, pet?” They ask. You let out a whine in response, rolling your hips again.

The hand pushes you back until you're sitting on your thighs. “You know better baby, don't try and cheat, I know how badly you want me raw but it's not something that you can have,” they say, handing you an opened condom.

“Put it on.”

You let out another whimper, begging with your eyes as you slowly roll the condom down your length.

“Good boy,” they say, leaning back. pulling you with them, they reach down and grab your cock, lining it up with themselves.

“Go ahead, puppy, try and breed me.”

[aspiring-house-husband]

It's right there.

Right in front of you.

Their soaked cunt on display just for you. They lay before you, back arched, leash in hand.

You want nothing more than to sink inside them, to fuck them, to breed them. A tug to your leash pulls your attention from the waiting hole.

“You remember what I said, right puppy?” You whimper slightly, rubbing the tip against their entrance.

“Not yet, puppy.” they pull the leash till you're pressed against their back. “You know what you were told to do,” they whisper softly.

You whine as you point your cock lower and thrust between their thighs coated in their own wetness. Your cock slides in and out, pressed against their cock and cunt, making them moan.

Their thighs are soft and wet around your cock. You thrust between them, whimpering, thinking about sinking into your owner's tight wet hole. You thrust faster, not willing to disobey.

“Good boy,” they moan, the praise picking up your pace further. Your hips rocking against theirs as you continue to thrust, angling up to rub your cock across theirs with every movement.

They let out a muffled shriek as they cum against you. Pulling the leash tight until you're pressed against them cumming into their thighs.

You look down to see cum painting their pale thighs white as it drips past their hole, wishing it were dripping out of it.

They drop the leash and hook a finger into your collar, pulling you into a kiss.

“thank you, puppy. such a good boy for me.”

[aspiring-house-husband]

turns out, good puppies can read. 

my boy has been receiving my texts all day. how i want him dressed when i return. how i want him prepared. how i want him feeling. 

and i’m so glad i did, as i open the door to my pretty boy, waiting for me. he’s got his pretty collar on, and it jingles against his collarbone with a tag that says pet. 

“have you been good, while i was gone?”

he nods, whines. his hard cock jolts against his belly, smeared with the pre he’s been dripping ever since i requested a video of him edging himself. 

“good boy. drop.”

he’s on his knees before me, mouth open, tongue panted out, almost before i speak the word. 

i lean against a table, and that’s all the kindness my sweet pet gets from me. well, unless you consider the taste of me a kindness, granted upon a good puppy. 

“lick,” i tell him, and he crawls before me and sits back on his calves to rip my pants off, he pants roughly when he has to peel my boxers from me, my own wetness of anticipation clinging them to me. he eagerly lifts one thigh to his shoulder so he can clean me of it, before diving his lips to my cock. 

i wrap my fingers into his hair just to keep from falling over. 

“that’s it, puppy, good boy,” i breathe, and he rumbles in his chest as he sucks harder. 

a good puppy can read. he can take pictures to send. he is obedient and perfect and good at sucking dick. and, perhaps most importantly, he is rewarded with me finishing in his mouth. 

[aspiring-house-husband]

You've been a good boy, haven't you. Waiting eagerly for your partner to finally give you the word.

Watching in anticipation as they undress themselves and they back on the bed, slowly sliding a finger into themselves. Seconds pass like minutes, your gaze fixed on their slick cunt stretching around their fingers, your cock throbbing and dripping pre in anticipation.

They turn, facing away from you, getting up onto their knees and putting their soaked hole on display. You want to reach for your cock to touch yourself, but you stop. You're a good boy, you'll wait patiently.

Minutes pass agonizingly slowly.

It feels like forever before a single word reaches your ears: “mount”.

In an instant you're atop them, cock pressed against their wet entrance and with a needy thrust you sink home with a moan. They let out a moan as well pushing back against you.

“There's my good boy. So patient for me puppy. Now you can have your reward nice and slow.”