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ClockBolt for No.11?

I actually just played Desuhiko’s DLC last night and it gave me a pretty good laugh. So this one is for my love for this freaking idiot.

Fubuki asks Desuhiko for a favor. She would like to play with a dog for a bit and if he could just use his Disguise forte in a different sort of way to indulge her…well, who knows what she might do!

Triggers: Petplay, but trust me, this is probably as wholesome as I get when I write.

“Oh, this is so very adorable!”

“Woof woof!”

Fubuki couldn’t help but to laugh and clap as Desuhiko rolled around on the floor in his little doggy costume. He wore a pair of brown ears that clashed a bit with his fuzzy blonde hair, but it was just too cute for Fubuki to ignore. Every time he crawled back over to her and nuzzled against her thighs, the heiress wanted to fall to her knees and throw her arms around her short, fellow detective.

Or she would… if his cock didn’t flop so freely between his legs as he paraded around as a dog. Fubuki but her bottom lip, stifling a small giggle. When she said she wanted him to dress as a dog, she meant it. Desuhiko had stripped himself of his clothing and adorned nothing but furry ears and a tail. The tail, of course, was a bit of a harder fit, but after playing around with some lubricant that she found in Chief Yakou’s desk, Fubuki managed to fit the large plug between Desuhiko’s tight cheeks. He clenched his teeth harder as the fat plug invaded his puckered hole, reminding Fubuki of a growling mutt more by the minute. Desuhiko really was a professional who could get into character.

After the plug slid into his ass, he whimpered and rolled over on his belly, bucking to adjust to the girth planted inside of him.

Fubuki beamed at him on the floor. She was so very glad that she had come to Desuhiko with her strange requests that morning.

“You want me to be a dog, Princess?!” Desuhiko gripped his beanie when she had asked him. But after a few moments of convincing him just how special it would make her feel, the short superstar wannabe was practically eating out of her hand.

Maybe it was because being a dog got him plenty of strokes and caresses. “Thank you for doing this, Desuhiko! It has been so very long since I have gotten to play with a puppy!” She said, rubbing his belly. Her voice was like silk to Desuhiko’s ears and he couldn’t help but to groan happily. His cock twitched at those baby soft fingers tracing across his toned stomach. He was getting so hard already and it was…kind of embarrassing but Fubuki’s joyful laughter seemed to melt it away bit by bit.

Not to mention, the toy in his ass bounced inside of him with every mood he made. He was glad to be on his back and relatively still for now. “No problem, Princess. As long as you’re happy-“

Fubuki cut him off with a stare. “Doggies don’t talk.”

Desuhiko blinked. Then he flushed, another hot throb traveling through his cock. Geez. Who knew such a sheltered princess could be so damn kinky? “Er..woof! Woof woof!”

“There we go!” Fubuki’s smile returned. She whipped her long braid behind her shoulders and returned to stroking Desuhiko’s stomach.

“Ngh…” Every moment, Fubuki’s hands swept lower and lower until she was patting his curly mat of pubic hair. She was so close to touching him there and she just…wouldn’t! It was torture. His cock stood in attention, waiting for her to wrap those soft hands around him and caress him until he melted in her grasp. His mouth watered at the thought, but she seemed too absentminded in enjoying her new pet to care.

“Hehe… this is also pretty cute…”

Fubuki ran her finger under his shaft, watching as he quivered and whined. “It keeps standing up! What should I do about it? Is my little doggy sick?”

“Ah…aha…” Desuhiko wanted to cry out to the heavens and beg for the teasing to end. Shamefully, he was already oozing a wet dollop of precum to soak over Fubuki’s digit.

That was when a clever and devious idea overtook Desuhiko’s mind. If the princess was going to play with him like this, then he was going to just have to play with her back with her own rules. He rolled over out of her lap and pawed up against her voluptuous chest. Fubuki fell back against her bed in surprise.

“Huh-?”

Desuhiko gave a small bark and ran his hot tongue up the side of her cheek.

Fubuki winced and grabbed her cheek. “Oh my! Naughty doggy! What are you doing?”

In response, Desuhiko growled and whined. Like an eager puppy, he scratched at her chest until her top slipped under her heavy breasts. Those milky mounds slid free for him to kiss, lick, and suckle. The groans from Fubuki told him he hadn’t gone far enough. He needed her as wet for him as he was for her. He kissed her right breast and searched until his lips fit around one of her stiffening nipples. As he suckled and nipped her swollen nub, he urged her down to the floor beneath him. If he was a dog, wasn’t it okay to mount her like one?

“Ohh… ungh…” Fubuki squealed, her body undulating to his ministrations. He straddled over her chest and left a trail of loving kisses down to her core. With some quick work with his fingers, he slid her shorts and cotton panties down between her legs and lowered himself to her thighs. God, was this a dream? Desuhiko almost had to slap his hands to his face. How many times had he imagined going down on a beautiful woman and making her sing her pleasure back to him? And now it was happening.

“Huh…ngh…what’re you doing back there, Princess?” Desuhiko moaned. Something hot and wet traced the bottom veins of his cock. When he panted and glanced behind, he saw the sheltered detective craning her neck to run her tongue along his shaft. “F…Fuck…Fubuki…”

The tongue action ceased. “What did I say?” Fubuki jerked her head up, refusing to engage with him any longer.

“Ah! S-sorry! Woof! Woof woof!”

How else could he seriously beg for Fubuki to suck his cock? Well…he supposed he could always encourage her. While Fubuki formed a pout to her full lips, Desuhiko grinned and used his fingers to gently part her legs. Planting himself between her thighs again, his warm tongue drifted across her outer petals. He felt Fubuki flinch beneath him, something that sent wave after wave of satisfaction through Desuhiko. He grinned and gave her pussy a hearty kiss before burying his tongue inside of her.

She squealed and rolled her hips. “Oh-! Desuhiko…ngh…” But Desuhiko ignored her. It felt too good to make her weak for him.

His tongue found her swollen clit and gave a few flicks, savoring the way Fubuki moaned. If she wanted to make things even, she knew she had to continue playing with him as well.

As he sucked and nibbled her clit, Fubuki let his cock breach her lips. Desuhiko could barely choke back an animalistic groan as he entered the warm depths of her mouth. He couldn’t help himself. He threw his arms around her legs so he could stuff his tongue into her pussy. He licked in circular motions as her own tongue traced the open slit of his dick. The more she wriggled beneath him, the more he knew that was making her hover over the precipice of ecstasy. And he was about there himself.

“Woof…”

The way she threw her head back and the meeting of her juices to his lips told him that she had just met her release. Fubuki panted and sputtered across his cock, sending pleasurable vibrations through him that he could no longer ignore. “Shit-!” He pulled out from between Fubuki’s lips and shot his thick load down beneath her full breasts, staining them in his translucent, white seed.

The two laid there in the afterglow for a few moments, their chests rising and falling together. But Desuhiko reasoned that he had learned a bit more in the last hour about being a faithful pet than most. He buried himself between Fubuki’s legs to lick her clean.

“Ah! Desuhiko-!”

“Woof!” He grinned against her folds before returning to his work.

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