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⭒ ── PUPPY HYBRID! PHAINON, EIGHTEEN+ ONLY

cw. puppy hybrid phainon x owner reader. hybrids. fem reader. minors do not interact. fem oral receiving. a little jealousy on phainon’s part. slight feet cw. you call him a good boy once or twice. it’s implied he cums in his pants. dog characteristics include ; ears, tail, collar.

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Phainon is the type of puppy hybrid who always seems to rush you whenever you come home from your day. He’s massive in size; white fur decorating the ears that peek out from between his hair and it matches nicely to the shiny colour of his tail as it wags behind him at the sight of you.

He’s excitable and glad to have you home as he sees you sliding off your shoes in the doorway. Doesn’t even realise he’s soaking through his slacks at the time either as he bounds towards you to greet you. He’s licking at your face, jawline, throat—anywhere his mouth can reach as he covers you in drool.

But then suddenly he stops.

There’s a visible change in Phainon’s demeanour when he catches a whiff of the remnants of your friend’s dog’s scent on you. You watch the way his ears seem to flatten out against his head and the insistent wag of his tail seems to stutter slightly. He doesn’t mean to crowd you in against the wall in the hallway, he’s a huge dog— but he has to be sure as he lets himself drop down to his knees.

“Phainon…. I was just visiting my friend, it’s nothing.” You try to reason with the pup as you watch him sniff around your hips. Even going as far as to stuff his face up beneath your skirt and against your slightly spread legs. You make room for him as you feel his nose swipe against the fabric of your tights. Far past the point of trying to push his big head away by now.

He almost whimpers, whines.

“Is that all it is?” Phainon’s ears twitch as he asks and his puppy-eyed expression peeks out from beneath the fabric of your skirt. It’s not his fault, being protective is in his nature.

“I wasn’t even gone long.”

“Don’t evade the question.”

“Yes, I promise.” You make sure to follow up your words with a subtle, creeping press of your foot against his crotch before continuing. “I missed you.” You satiate him with the compliment. Sickly sweet in tone. To make him feel better.

You can feel the way it makes his cock thicken against the ball of your foot. Just as you hoped it would. The damp fabric already soaking into the foot of your tights.

“Really?” Phainon’s tail is wagging again and his ears perk up once more. The back and forth sway behind him is louder now as his hands reach up to squeeze at your hips and he props his chin against your stomach as he blinks up at you from his knees.

There’s a gleam to his eyes this time as you scratch behind his ear.

“Mhm.” He’s quite cute like this. The image urges you to grind your foot down a little harder — enough to make the eager pup fidget on his knees as his hips rise up into the pressure. But then Phainon presses his forehead up against your stomach and he takes another long sniff.

“T-this scent.” He growls. It’s one of the few rare times you’ve seen the snowy pup show his teeth.

But Phainon doesn’t need to say much else, nor does he let you explain any further before he’s back beneath your skirt to see to the problem himself.

He doesn’t even consider the fabric separating you both to be an issue as he begins to nuzzle his face close and lap at the space between your thighs with long licks of his tongue. The pressure from his mouth is enough to have you pushing yourself harder against the wall, only leaving more room for him to sandwich you against it with his huge body.

“Phainon~ slow down!” Your voice sounds shakily, but the pup’s heavy tail only seems to wag with even more eagerness at the sound. Your body already feels slack as Phainon dampens the already thinning fabric of your tights with more of his drool, pushing closer from his knees as he wets more of his own crotch his precum.

He’s getting too excited. He’s always been an overly clingy pup and maybe you’ve spoiled him too much by letting him wrap you up in his huge, muscled arms whenever he wants but who could blame you? He’s adorable and loyal and he’s always such a good boy.

You feel Phainon’s hands begin to wander, grabbing at your hips and tummy and it makes your wiggling increase.

You’re barely surprised when you feel him suddenly reach up to frantically tug at your clothes, followed closely by the sound of fabric ripping. The brush of cold air suddenly fans against your underwear and that alone is enough to let you know the fate of another pair of your poor tights at the hands of your pup. But Phainon’s already shooting you another pleading, puppy-eyed look from beneath your skirt before you can even consider scolding him for it.

So you let him off.

He’s such an eager pup, he can’t help it. He’s almost bouncing with eagerness when he gets to take his first real inhale of your already soaked cunt.

“Wet.” Phainon’s words seem to fail him when his noses presses up against your panties. Like he’s far too focused on one thing, so he can only manage one syllable at a time between pants. “Already?”

His cock throbs again. His knot aches at your scent.

“I’ll see to it.” His tongue is on you again, taking long licks at the fabric of your panties, not even taking the time to pull them to the side as he soaks it with even more drool.

You can barely push his mouth off of you enough to pull them to the side, but you manage it. The drool is dripping down his chin and pooling on the floor at your feet and his tail is wagging so vigorously it’s almost shaking him side to side.

But the first real press of Phainon’s tongue through your bare folds is much as you expect it to be. It’s warm and wet, and it makes you lean even more of your weight onto the hallway wall as your huge puppy licks and drools all over your pussy from his knees.

But it’s not enough for him.

Even in this state, it takes little effort for Phainon to pull one of your legs over his shoulder, leaving you with only one to balance yourself on alongside the strength he holds you with. You’ve no fear of falling - not with how tightly he’s holding you up against his mouth. But his muscles still leave you enough wiggle room to hump yourself up against each long lap of his tongue as he spreads you wider for him.

The way he eats you out makes you shake and you feel his hands come back to squeeze into your hips as leverage to rock you against his mouth. The tags of his collar shake beneath the wet, loud sounds that he makes from between your legs.

“G-good boy! Good dog.” The words fall from your lips almost naturally and the pleasure makes you fall forward enough to have to grab fistfuls of Phainon’s fluffy hair to keep yourself steady. His tail is wagging even faster now with the praise, leaving him whimpering into the wet press of your cunt as he licks at you, aching as he soaks his crotch more.

“Cum.” He’s almost humping the air in eagerness from his knees, his mind a muddled mess as more drool pools down his chin.“Please.” He bounces you against him, strong-wide hands manoeuvring you in a way that makes you feel like you’ll fall but he holds you steady.

Your orgasm nears closer as Phainon huffs and pants, barely any space between him and your cunt now “Cum—“ his ears prick up as he eases his tongue through your folds again, he feels you getting wetter. “Won’t you? For me.”

“Shhhh, you’re doing so good.” You respond with a second hand through his fluffy hair. You pull at the fur, humping up higher, barely balancing yourself on one leg as your body begins to sting.

Phainon’s too happy, too dizzy - his cock red and leaky, stinging against the inside of his clothes as his face burns pink. His tongue flattens against you, head moving with strong licks as he trails them from your hole to your clit.

It makes you buck and shake before your thighs finally try to clamp closed around his cheeks and your orgasm washes over you so incredibly hard that he has to grab you tight to keep you standing.

You hear the pup between your thighs growl at the first taste of you on his tongue, lapping at you as his tail thwacks against the floorboards behind him with strong wags. You would think Phainon was indulging in his favourite treat - like it’s not just his owner creaming on his pretty face, pushed up against the wall in the hallway while her pup shoves his face beneath her skirt.

His ears continue to twitch in time with your gentle and shrill cries, and only when you’re pushing away his head with effort does he begrudgingly pull away from you. It leaves his face soaked with spit and cream and all sticky from his efforts.

Phainon continues to hold you in his arms anyway, not trusting your shaky legs. Yet he looks up at you as if he’s got stars in his eyes. He seems happy to have overwritten the previous scent with that of his own, the gentle thud of his tail serving as a gentle reminder that the huge pup still has some energy left.

So after you catch your breath a little more, you lean down enough to be able to tilt his chin up towards you with one finger.

“Do you feel better now?” You ask through a smile, the simple gesture almost has the pup vibrating where he kneels.

“Forgive me for being wary…. I just—”

You cut him off before he can answer.

“You don’t need to worry. You’re a good boy.” Phainon has a reaction of sorts to that. The type that makes his large hands grab at your waist again, his face nuzzling up against your tummy like he’s begging for a little affection. It’s all cute and clingy, he’s nearly shaking with want for you.

You offer him an affectionate glance and another pet.

“Oh, look at you. You’ve made such a mess.” You gesture to the sticky, wet patch in his crotch. Poor pup having soaked all the way through the fabric with his eagerness and you pointing it out only makes him more embarrassed as you coo at him. “Want me to deal with you now?” The simple purr of your voice breaks whatever restraint he had.

He can barely look at you when he responds, almost humping himself against your leg. His cock hurts, he needs you.

“As you wish.”

#i’ve always thought he reminded me of a puppy and vana drops this—#I have been blessed this morning 🙏

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