To be clear, while I DO spoil my beautiful and handsome cat son,I don't mean that I spoil him in a chew-my-shoes, overfeed-him, give-him-people-food, wander-off-leash kind of way.
I spoil him like a well-to-do businessman would spoil his one and only firstborn son with a sugar lolly during Sunday promenade at the pier, where he might traipse about in his little sailor suit and watch the boats go by.
George definitely has that ex jock body. He’s still got some muscle but look at that big gut he’s sporting. That college lifestyle has definitely gotten to him. He used to be an in shape football players but now he’s a tubby frat boy.
yuuta is the boyfriend BAWLING when he has to drop you off at the airport. it doesn’t really matter how long you’ll be gone, he will be crying, and he’s gonna cry just as hard when he picks you up again too. but that’s not surprising, neither is saying that satoru smothers you in affection and soft gazes but waits until you’re gone and he’s back home to let the tears out. the real gag is that toji is also crying. it doesn’t happen when he drops you off, or when he gets home, and honestly he’s fine for the first few days—crabbier than usual, slower than usual, groggier than usual—but, fine. it’s somewhere around the third or fourth day of your absence that he finds himself crying, unintentionally. he feels the tears on his lips before he realizes they’re falling from his eyes, and there’s a moment of confusion and then a soft laughter of disbelief before he lets the rest of them fall. he doesn’t really know why he’s crying even while he’s crying. he doesn’t sob or make noise or smush his head into a pillow, but when he gets up to wipe his face, he’s confronted with his reflection in the mirror and that’s when it hits him: he’s sad. if you’d asked toji, he’d say he hasn’t experienced true sadness before that moment. despite all the shitty things in his life, he held a sort of neutral, it is what is attitude about it all—but that’s not the case with you. toji’s sad because he misses you and it’s probably the first time in his life he cries because he can Feel something is missing inside of him
There's something about men getting flustered when you talk to them like you would to a dog. When that animalistic part of them speaks louder and reason vanishes. All they want is the thrill of feeling so good their minds go blank and that spot between their legs is a sinful mess.
And that goes from "Good boy! Who's my good boy?" to commands. "Sit. Lay down," always keeping it simple because in that moment their mind is too fuzzy to comprehend anything that's not tied to their pleasure.
You can't think right now, love. I'll do it for you. Sit there and watch. Stay still while mommy takes care of you. Be quiet. Do you need to be gagged like a pet needs to be muzzled? Leashed and collared so you can behave? We can do all that but eventually you'll learn.
Love the concept of having them like an obedient pet, watching while I play with myself but don't allow them to do anything but stare. Self-control is so important, it only leads to a reward. Brats are fun but when a sub has an "obedience is pleasure" mindset they can get anything from me.