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Creamy Canary

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Timmy could barely keep his instincts in check when he spotted the wet spot on Reader's chest. Right where her nipples were. His hard work had paid off.

All the shifts he had put in at the biscuit factory. Prodding and squeezing her boobs as part of their shared nightly routine. Purrs emit from his throat as he went as far as motorboating Reader's chest. Unable to get enough of how soft and warm she was. A lovesick fool for his mistress. Only getting the go-ahead to suckle on her sensitive areolas during sex.

But right now, all Timothy could think about was that damn stain against her cotton shirt. Trying to come up with a way to get her shirt off that. 'You're staring, kitty. Need something?' Reader's voice cut through the fog.

'Please—ah, please, can I suck on your tits? Drink your—ah, your milk, mistress?' Timmy asks her, saddling on up next to Reader. Lying his cheek on her stomach, looking at her with glazed over eyes. Poor Reader's unable to deny Timothy when he begs so prettily. That and her tits ached with how full they were. Desperately wanting some form of relief.

'Of course sweetheart,' Reader's voice near saccharine in quality. With her approval, Timmy is quick to drag her shirt over her head. Mouth quickly latching on. Choosing the puffier of the two nipples, causing Reader to gasp, slipping a hand into Timothy's hair. Pulling him closer.

'Such a sweet little kitty cat for me, aren't ya?' Reader moans out as Timmy gulps down mouthfuls of her milk. Only unlatching when any drops spill past the corners of his lips. Licking up the stray drops. Feverishly nodding, he begins to give the other nipple the same attention. 'Mhm, mistress' good boy.' Paws coaxing out more milk as he squeezed Reader's boob.

Timothy slumps forward inbetween Reader's plush breasts once he could find no more milk. Reader feels the warmth of his breath on her skin as Timothy pants. Having barely come up to breathe. His stomach now full.

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My Minutes | ⏰️🐈‍⬛️

timothy timepiece x reader - 2.1K

syn: cuddling with timothy, watching the time go by tags: pet play, fluff, no timmy, not betaread

Running hands through Timothy's pretty black hair, listening to his sweet, content purrs as a clock ticked on. It smelled of early morning sunshine, complimented by the soft, plush pillows you laid on.

"Timothy," you croak out, your voice morning and groggy.

His ears flicker at the sound, his paws in the pillows, tail swaying beneath the sheets. He looks at you with button eyes, a purr on his lips, "Yess?"

Your hands caress his tan cheeks. You scoot close to him, noses soon to touch. The bed is hot between the warmth of you too, and hot with the distant memory of the night before. Your lovely date with Timothy. He relaxed up on his schedule to give you a fancy, late-night London-themed dinner. And the night ended with fervent, passionate love-making. Timothy, of which, loved your body with a greedy tongue, and spontaneous hands.

It was perfect.

You've never felt connected to another.

And here, you spent sweet mornings snuggling up close, sharing the same solitary breath. Your hand trails down to his waist. Timothy turns onto his side, and you take the time to caress up his side and to down his warm chest. He sighs in contentment, flopping onto his back, his cute hands guiding yours to his belly.

"I trust you will not overstay this welcome," he purrs smartly.

You giggle, rubbing slow circles onto the soft, plush skin, his happy trail brushed in every pet. He folds his hands into paws on his chest, a delighted giggle escaping him. You cuddle uo close, resting your head on his shoulder, burying your nose against his neck, your legs going to meet his beneath the covers. "How long do I have," you hum.

"Precisely 15 seconds! Before my... Instincts kick in," he chimes.

You laugh, "I like it when you're wild."

"Ooh that I know dear... You've shown- nay- told- or well... Shouted quite a bit about it last night," he cooes. It's deathly seductive.

"T-Timothy," you gulp, "You bad boy."

Little claws press into your hands. You pout. "Time's up?" You ask. Looking up, you see Timmy's blown out eyes turned narrow and sharp, his tail making a playful thumping next to you.

You drum you fingers on his tummy, his sharp eyes flying to the movement, pupils dilating, ears laying flat. You drum your fingers again, this time quicker than the last, watching his cut face as he absent mindly bared teeth. You jerked your had quickly again, straight into the air, and Timothy caught it, bring your hand to his lips, were his sharp claws pin you, and your fingers meet his teeth as he nibbles on the skin.

You laugh, "Ow! Oww... Ow." You thought making soft whines would persuade his mercy, but he continued to nip your skin- delicately. Suppose it was your fault, not heading his, albeit very cute, warning.

When he's done making his art on you, your hand is released, and it flops down on his sternum where his heartbeat tickles your fingertips.

"Ouchhh," you whine again, throwing him big eyes.

He shifts in the bed, only to kiss your head tenderly. "I am not sorry. It is what happens when you--"

"Disobey time and strict schh'eduling," you whisper.

He smiles contently, "I have taught you well, my minutes."

"Minutes?" You ask.

He perks shyly, "I thought it would be cute. You are the one I long to spend my minutes with. As precious as time!"

Your chest gets warm, blood rushing to your face. "Aw... Timothy... You're so cute," you giggle.

"A-hee... Well. I'm glad. I try to be romantic... I've been learning from Dante, you see," He chuckles.

You sit upright, and his eyes flicker to your naked chest, while your hands rest on his body. "Learning from quite the master, Timothy..."

His eyes lid over. He purrs, "Do you quite enjoy this?" His hands slide up to your nipples.

You bite your lip, "But of course, my hours."

The rest of the day was spent in such a lazy way with Timothy, cuddling up close, enjoying fleeting moments as time ticked away. Moments you wouldn't exchange for the world.

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i nee d to draw

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hey guys where's all the capvincible fanart 💔

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why does he look like he’s taking his bra off in front of somebody for the first time

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It’s so easy to forget about

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grown man wit that d&b combo...... just how i like it!!!

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TOXIC ✯♱✯☠︎︎✯♱✯ YURI

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date night

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Can’t help but relate to fighting dogs

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totally normal lee drawings

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I’m a little nervous to post this as Clinical Trial is a somewhat controversial game for a few reasons. I originally hated it for a while, but now these two are stuck in my head and I can’t get them out…

If you like this, let me know and I’ll be happy to show you my other drawings…..he he….