#hybrid skz??

[thefantasyden]

Pudding

Pairing: Changbin + AFAB Reader & Chan + AFAB Reader

Genre: Smut, Hybrid!AU

Warnings: absolutely filthy dirty talk, unprotected sex, Bunny Hybrid!Changbin, Dog Hybrid!Reader, Reader is called Puppy often, pet names, jealousy, subtle breeding kink if you squint, hints of dub con, oral (Chan receiving), oral (Reader receiving), fingering, Reader and Changbin get caught and Changbin doesn't stop, implied chubby reader, reader loves food.

Word Count: 8,432

Synopsis: Chan had always been a fairly lax hybrid owner, and when he introduces you to Hyunjins Bunny hybrid Changbin, he's sure you're on the road to becoming great friends. What reason could he possibly have to think his sweet responsible puppy would ever have him fighting his own feelings.

Bunnie's note: The title is barely related to the story but you'll get it. This is 8k words of pure filth with 5 different smut scenes so I promise it's far from a slow read!

"Channie! Can you PLEASE turn that down!" You whine, stomping your way into the living room where Chris was sat watching Deadpool again, your sensitive ears twitching at the uncomfortable shrill noise coming from the TV.

"It's not even loud, baby! The volume is only at 10!"

Your pout intensifies and he sighs dramatically, almost mocking you as he taps the remote to lower the volume another 4 notches.

"Better?"

You mumble your approval with quiet thanks and drop down beside him for a moment, just long enough to allow him to stroke the velvety fur that coated your pointy shepherd ears as a show of your gratitude to which he hums happily to himself, gently rubbing the soft side of your ear between his thumb and pointer finger, leaning over to peck your forehead.

"How about I go out and get you some snacks, hm? You're so cranky when you're hungry." He coos at you and your face softens a little, your ears perking forward at the mention of food.

"Pudding?"

He laughs to himself at your enthusiasm and nods, standing from the couch and walking toward to door to grab his coat before shooting you a bright smile as he opens the door.

"Pudding."

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You stay in your room for most of the day, only exiting to grab a few of your snacks from Chris before running back, cocooning yourself in your blankets with plush toys and pillows surrounding you.

It's well into the evening by the time you decide to venture out, the sound of a voice other than your owners mixing with the faint sound of a sputtered laugh in your ears having your curiosity spiked. You're tiptoeing your way down the hall to peek around a corner, eyes widening when you see your owner's friend Hyunjin sitting on the couch across from a pair of long black lop bunny ears with softly curled hair covering the base. The idea of another hybrid being brought into your home had a quiet growl rumbling in your throat along with a strange flutter in your chest.

"Oh, puppy! I forgot to tell you that Hyunjin and Binnie were coming over." Chris calls to you when he sees your ears peeking around the corner, a mixed tone of guilt and apology coating his words.

You figure there's no point in trying to sneak away now, bee lining for the kitchen cupboard to take advantage of Chris’ guilt, feeling 3 sets of eyes following you as you steal a bag of jerky off the top shelf.

"Your hair is growing out! You're getting so fluffy!" Hyunjin sings, and you giggle quietly, shoving a few pieces of jerky into your mouth before the bag is smoothly snatched from your hands.

"Oh, come on, let the puppy have their snacks." Hyunjin defends your antics, and you pout, dragging your feet toward the couch where you pretend to faint, your head falling into the man's open lap, curious eyes locked on you as the strange hybrid in the room studies your behaviour.

Two sets of hands are petting your hair as Chris takes his place on the couch beside you, your owner shooting his friend a comment about how if he didn't control your food, you would never stop eating. You couldn't deny it, and you hear the same stuttered laugh from before, clear as day as you sit up and finally take in the round face of the bunny sitting across from you.

"Binnie is the same. They'd be a Domino's worst nightmare!"

You all settle in to binge watch a new anime that you'll pretend to pay attention to, distracted by the constant switch between too hot and too cold that runs through your body as you rest your head against Chan's shoulder, your feet tucked under Hyunjins thigh, much to his annoyance.

"Shouldn't the food be here by now?"

Changbin is groaning loudly, his stomach audibly growling as both of your owners check their phones, their own groans causing your ears to flatten against your head at the sudden intrusion.

"It still says it's being prepared." Chris frowns, his own cranky attitude bubbling to the surface as he becomes more aware of his own hunger.

"Should we go pick it up?"

Both of their faces shift to yours, a questioning look gracing their features, earning them a half-hearted growl that makes Changbin's ears twitch. He'd never seen a canine hybrid get so bold with their owner, and he was quickly finding himself captivated by his own intrigue.

Chris sighs and heads to the door, and Hyunjin moves to follow, pausing briefly beside his hybrid.

"Are you gonna be okay if we leave you here?"

"Why wouldn't I be okay?" Changbin questions with a confused tone, his eyes narrowing.

"I mean..." Hyunjins voice trails off in thought, almost debating his words. "I'd be leaving you alone with a predator. Doesn't that set off some kind of instinctual alarm bells for your species?"

Changbin lets out an indignant scoff, swatting at his owners leg as he speaks.

"That's a myth! And if you don't feed me soon, I'm going to become a predator!"

Binnies agreement is more than enough for the two men to be shoving each other through the door, and you're laughing along with him at the sight, leaving the comfortable nest you had made on the couch to grab a water bottle from the fridge, sipping slowly as a question rang in your mind.

"Why did you lie about the predator thing?" You ask curiously, tilting your head as you examine the bunny's expression for any hint of hesitation.

There is none, only a proud smirk that tugs on his lips as he speaks. "They don't need to know all of our secrets, and I'm not scared of you." His eyes are trained on your body, taking in every soft curve as you sit back down much closer to him then you were before, your nose twitching as you take in Hyunjin’s scent, realising you’ve sat straight in his spot.

"You may be a predator, but I could easily take you."

You're not sure why you register the words as something suggestive, but your body buzzes at them, and he can sense it, inhaling slowly and deeply, shooting you a quizzical glance.

"Does Chan know you're due for a heat?"

He catches you off guard and it's like he's found a missing piece to some secret puzzle, your eyes wide as your stared back at him with your mouth hanging open, making him laugh as he watched.

"IS THAT WHY I'VE BEEN FEELING LIKE SHIT?!" You grumble, sinking deeper into the couch, a comfortable silence filling the room as Changbin moves closer to you, reaching a hand out to find purchase on the meat of your thigh, squeezing as if to test your reaction to him.

"It's pretty irresponsible of Chan to have left you alone with me in your current state." He muses, fingers edging dangerously close to your inner thigh as your train of thought derails, the buzz of electricity flooding you, evening to a steady hum as he speaks.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm a Bunny hybrid. You know what we do best, don't you?"

His fingers connect with your pussy through your clothing, firm pressure rubbing against your clit making you moan, pressing your hips up into his touch as he continues teasing you.

"It's kind of rude that you haven't given me a tour yet." His touch leaves you as he speaks, and you let out an involuntary whimper, shaking the confusion from your mind as he stands, quickly following suit as you absent mindedly show him through the kitchen, Chans studio, the bathrooms and the bedrooms, pausing at your bed to kneel on the plush mattress, reaching for your favourite Pochacco plush in order to show it off.

Your hand is just connecting with the fluffy fabric when you feel Changbin shift behind you, strong hands gripping your hips and a thick bulge nudging against the swell of your ass. It catches you off guard, and you freeze as he begins grinding against you, soft groans meeting your ears, coaxing an embarrassing whimper from your throat.

"Well, don't you sound pretty?" Changbin coos at you, causing a flush of heat to coat your face, your hands abandoning their search to find security against your mattress, propping you up momentarily only to have the man behind you shoving your chest down against the sheets, your arms giving way as he pinned you with no struggle. He already looked strong, but the realisation of just how strong he really was had a new wave of arousal flooding through your body. Your loose sleep shorts are easily disturbed by Changbins movements, and his underwear is stained with your arousal where he'd managed to tug his pants down without you noticing.

You're pressing your ass harder against him, tears stinging your eyes as the need to have something inside you becomes overwhelming.

"Look at this pretty pussy..." Changbins voice sounds almost mesmerised as his covered cock nudges against your clit, coaxing airy moans from your lips that only serve to encourage him further. "Needs to be filled, doesn't it? Does the pretty puppy want Binnies help?"

"Please. Binnie! Need you, please?"

Your voice is shaky and there's a whine to it as you feel him shifting, the complaint playing on your tongue immediately silenced when you feel the tip of his cock dragging against your entrance where Changbins eyes were locked as he continued coating his cock in your slick.

"You're so wet, puppy. You've already got my thighs all sticky."

He's pressing his cock into you, watching intensely as your pussy welcomed him. He's shocked by how easily you can take him given how thick he is, and he lets a deep groan leave his throat as he bottoms out, his soft tummy pressing aginst your ass.

He leans over you, nipping at the back of your neck as he grinds into you, his hands exploring every inch of your soft skin, relishing the way you keen when he grips at your hips and thighs.

"You're a disgusting little thing, aren't you? Such a filthy little mutt. You don't even know me, and you're here taking my cock so well."

He punctuates his words with a sudden harsh thrust, living up to his hybrid type as he begins fucking into you like a bunny, using your hips as leverage to pull you back on his cock, the tip nudging sinfully against your gspot with every thrust.

"Such a pretty little bitch for me. Does it feel good, puppy? You like how Binnie's cock fills you up?"

He chokes out a moan when you start rambling about how good he feels inside of you and how badly you need him to breed you, his cock throbbing as he reaches down to find your clit, rubbing firm circles that make you clench tighter around him, pushing him closer to the edge.

"Gonna be a good bitch for Binnie and let him breed you, yeah? Gonna let Binnie fill your needy cunt with cum?"

You nod wordlessly, too busy trying to swallow the pathetic noises that spill from you uncontrollably. You've so easily become fucked out on his cock and he's savouring the empty look on your face.

"Gonna make you my lil fuck bunny. Binnie’s gonna use your cunt whenever I need something warm and wet to stuff my cock into."

You growl in response to his words and he audibly laughs, wrapping a hand around the back of your neck and pressing your face harder against the bed as he feels your cunt spasm around his length, the sudden constriction limiting him to just a couple more thrust before he's spilling inside of you, quickly pulling you up against his body so that he could muffle his moans with his teeth pressed against your neck.

"That's it. Take it all." He murmurs against your skin, offering shallow thrust that lull you both through your high before he pulls out, stretching his limbs as he digs through your drawers. Any other time you'd surely ask him what he was doing digging through your personal things, however you can't bring yourself to do anything but lift your legs as he slips your shorts off and a fresh pair of underwear past your ankles, ensuring they were in their rightful position before your shorts are returned and he's tugging you off the bed, fixing your hair in an almost tender gesture.

You're back in your respective places at opposite ends of the couch by the time Chan and Hyunjin make it back with the food, both clearly annoyed by the extended wait as they walk through the door, ranting to each other about how this better be the best meal they've eaten in months. You find it hard to pay any attention to their rambling when you're focused on the feeling of your underwear clinging to your skin, Changbin's cum steadily leaking from your abused cunt.

"I'm glad to see neither of you are injured." Hyunjin laughs, breaking some of the tension as he hands you a clear container of food and a pair of chopsticks before sinking exaggeratedly into the soft cushions with his own meal.

You offer a nervous giggle and note the smirk playing at Binnies lips as Chan kisses your forehead, settling next to you as reaching for the TV remote to put a new movie on.

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"Oh, we kept ourselves occupied."

Chris is excited the following day about the idea of you and Changbin being friends, rambling about how nice it would be for you to have someone to talk to that you could relate to and continuously asking if you want him to invite them over again, to which you struggle for an answer every single time. You almost felt a little guilty about what happened, but the memory of how well Changbin stretched you out and his filthy words had you quickly becoming desperate for more of him. You make it 2 days before you're agreeing with his idea of inviting the two boys over for another movie night.

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You're a nervous mess when you hear them knock and you can't bring yourself to turn and look at them as they greet you both, pretending to be engulfed in something playing on your phone until Changbin finds his way to the couch beside you, complaining that you were in what he had claimed to be his spot. You want to respond and tell him that he's gotten a little too comfortable in your home, but the words are gone as quickly as they came when he scoots closer to you, tugging the blanket you had laid over your lap so that it's covering the both of you, his hand quickly finding home on your thigh.

Chan and Hyunjin both seem happy to see how comfortable Changbin is with you and offer their own comments about you being 'the best of friends' which he responds to with a fake cheesy grin, his chubby cheeks easily fooling them with a feigned innocence. It truly baffled you how Hyunjin could possibly not know what kind of person his beloved bunny man was, and you kept that thought as the hybrids fingers traces patterns on your skin, boldly creeping their way toward the crease of your thigh as Hyunjin chattered about his enthusiasm for the movie you were about to watch, the flickering of the screen being all that was left to illuminate the room as Chris flicked the lights off in an attempt to match the ambience of the thriller they had been so giddy over.

You were able to focus for the first third of the movie when Changbins hand stayed unmoving against your sensitive skin, but the second he saw how your owners were engrossed in the movie he began his eager tortue, finders dipping under your shorts to stroke at your wet slit, a quiet chuckle sounding in his throat when he felt just how affected you were by his proximity to you. It was shameful, really. The way you were dripping steadily from his touch with your owner sitting right across the couch, intense focus trained on the tv with not a single clue to just how willing you were to commit such lewd acts with the bunny hybrid that was currently shifting his body closer to you, his warm thigh pressing against your own.

He's rubbing teasing circles at your clit with only enough pressure to make your hips press up in yearn of more without providing you any real relief, the faintest whimpers meeting Changbins ears as he continues to play with you for a full 30 minutes, occasionally gripping your thigh in warning when he feels you fidgeting a little too much for his comfort.

Hyunjin and Chris fall asleep against each other toward the end of the movie and when they don't wake in response to Changbin’s calls, he seizes the opportunity to drag you toward your bedroom, only briefly sparing a thought for the potential trouble he would be in before he shoves you back on to the bed, the weight of his body settling between your thighs as he waste no time pressing wet kisses to your neck, his hard cock grinding directly over your clit.

"What a filthy little puppy. My fuck bunny is so eager, hmm? Letting me play with your soaked little cunt with your owner in the same room."

His teeth drag against your neck and your back arches, pressing your chest into his which earns a deep groan in your ear, his hand coming up to grope at your chest until the path his lips are on finds itself blocked by your shirt. He's quick to move, leaning back just enough to forcefully tug your shirt over your head, his mouth meeting your nipple with enthusiastic licks, his wet tongue lapping at the bud as he listens to you whine, desperate for him to give you something more.

"Binnie... Please don't tease me."

He narrows his eyes at you as he tugs your sweats off, two thick fingers dipping into your entrance just deep enough to massage your gspot and have your vision blurring.

"So demanding. Binnie gets to use you however he wants, remember? You're just a toy Binnie plays with."

He doesn't spend long with his fingers inside of you, too ready to feel your wet walls enclosing his cock once again. He's dragging the broad tip of his dick through your folds, his hand cupping your pussy creating a warm pocket for him to fuck into without having to actually fuck you at all and taking pleasure in the clear distress on your face as you beg him to put it in, his response being to shove two of the fingers of his free hand into your mouth for you to suck, drool quickly coating the digits in your earnest attempts to show him how badly you needed him.

"As much as I would love to force you to cum from this, I need to feel that pretty cunt sucking me in."

His tip catches on your entrance and he doesn't bother to inch his cock inside you this time, immediately burying himself to the hilt and thrusting into you with short but harsh strokes, carefully not to let his flesh meet your own in an effort to avoid any unnecessary noise that your supple thighs meeting could create as he makes you fall apart around him.

"This what you wanted? pretty fuck bunny needed Binnies thick cock to stretch out their greedy cunt?"

You moan around his fingers and his hand finds its way to your neck, the slick that had covered it from his earlier action feeling cold against your skin as he squeezed.

"Such a nasty pup. How would your owner feel if he knew you were letting me use his pet like a fucking fleshlight, huh? Don't you think he should know what a desperate slut his mutt is?"

He knows you can't respond. He can feel your cunt quiver around him and he knows you're close, his fingers leaving your mouth and throat so that he can tilt your hips up, silent screams causing your mouth to hang open and choked sounds to leave your throat as he pounds against the spot that makes your orgasm rip through your body as he continues to fuck you well into overstimulation. He intentionally holds out until tears are streaming down your face and when he finally does come, he pulls out so that he can coat your overused cunt in thick ropes of white, jerking his cock until he's finished before gathering some of his cum on his tip to press it into you just a little bit, laughing when you start trying to push him away.

He's kind enough to get you a damp cloth from the bathroom this time, letting you clean yourself up before he disappears back out to the living room, leaving you to straighten yourself out before you follow suit, Chan's eyes on you the second you step into the room.

"Nice of you to join us baby." Chan speaks between yawns, hand covering his mouth as he smiles at you. "Binnie said you went to take a nap because we fell asleep."

You hum your agreement, catching his yawn and silently thanking him for the opportunity to secure your alibi.

"Yeah, I didn't wanna wake you if I started snoring."

Hyunjin and Binnie get up to say their goodbyes, Hyunjin still yawning as the door swings shut behind them and Chris finds his way to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug. He sighs happily when your arms wrap around his waist, a fresh feeling of guilt thrumming steadily inside of you in response to his affection as you do your best to hide your hesitation, slightly hoping he would never notice the way you failed to return his tight squeeze.

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You make it a week and a half before you're struggling to hide your unease as Chan tells you that he and Hyunjin were going to a class together and they thought it would be nice for Changbin to stay with you while they were gone since you two had bonded so well, a look of confusion gracing your owner’s features as you fiddle with the tag on your collar, a trait he knew you only displayed when you were nervous about something.

"Are you okay baby?" His voice is laced with concern, only increasing the frequency of your fidgeting as you hounded your brain for a convincing lie, his hand covering yours with a gentleness that never failed to make your heart hurt.

"I think I just don't feel too well today."

"All the more reason to have Binnie here. I can't let you be alone when you don't feel good, can I?"

You can't argue without raising alarm bells, instead electing to nod as you took a bite out of the food he had made you, digging at the omelette as if you were trying to bury your anxieties in it. You barely hear the door as you pick at your food, Changbin nimbly making his way to his usual spot, no longer bothering with greetings when he's become so comfortable in your apartment. Your head is hidden in the fridge grabbing a snack when you hear Chris call out to you to let you know they are leaving, your mind wanders when he sweetly pecks your cheek before he's rushed out the door by Hyunjin who complains that they're gonna be late. You're shoving a sweet bun in your mouth as Changbin sings your name, patting the couch beside him. You falter for a moment before slowly succumbing to his request, carefully settling yourself a few feet away from him as he eyes you with a hunger that has your body betraying you.

"Why are you being so shy today, bunny?" His voice is dark and he sings his words, already moving off the couch to slot himself between your thighs. It catches you by surprise considering your last few encounters had been careless and messy with close to no foreplay, which you weren't one to complain about. He had left you more than satisfied regardless of the circumstances.

"You know, i'm surprised you haven't let me taste this yet." He muses as he drops your pants, in no way shocked to find that you had no underwear on. He was well aware by now that you wouldn't wear them on your own distinction.

His tongue creeps out of his mouth to lick a strip along your folds and he audibly groans, almost growling at the taste as his soft velvety ears tickled your thighs and caused you to twitch, his strong hands holding them open to stop you from clamping them shut around his face.

"Fuck, if I had known you tasted so good I would have been devouring your cunt every chance I could get."

He can physically see the way your pussy clenches as he speaks and he takes the opportunity slip a finger inside your eager entrance, his tongue tracing mindless patterns over your clit as he alternates pressure until he finds something that has you bucking your hips against his mouth. An arm wraps around your thigh as a second finger nudges at your entrance, prodding at that spot inside you that makes you want to wriggle away from him, his grip tightening as he holds you firmly against his tongue.

He spends a few minutes teasing you with gentle sucks to your clit and lazy fingers pressed into your cunt, his moans vibrating against you as he thoroughly enjoys everything you have to offer. you briefly think you hear footsteps outside of the door, but Changbins fingers thrust harder into you every time he feels your focus shift from him and you're so immersed in him that you don't hear the door opening nor the footsteps that make their way toward the couch, your ears ringing and mind fuzzy when you hear Chans voice saying your name, followed by him shouting when he sees the bunny hybrid currently suffocating himself between your thighs.

Changbin doesn't bother to stop and you can physically feel him smirking against your pussy as he moans obnoxiously, swears filling the room from the other two men as they scramble back out the door and you're overwhelmed by an awful mix of anxiety and pleasure, your body not faltering as it reacts to Changbin’s touch and he manages to successfully coax an orgasm from you, your moans sounding panicked as tears dripped down your cheeks. Usually the sight of your crying would make Changbin want to take you then and there, but he holds it together enough to sit beside you, pulling you in to his side in a weak attempt to soothe you.

You're quick to hide yourself away in your room before the others could come back, burying yourself underneath your blankets and pillows when you hear Chan's angry voice, the front door slamming, presumably behind Changbin who wouldn't hesitate to give Chris an attitude. For a bunny, he was awfully brave. You guess that's what happens when you're built the way he is.

You're in the middle of your self pitying sob session when you hear a faint knock on your bedroom door, Chan only waiting a second before entering, sitting himself at the end of the bed. Your heart squeezes a little when you realise he's carefully avoiding touching you and you have to fight off an entirely new wave of tears.

"Have you been doing this the whole time?"

For the first time since you came into his life, you can't tell what he's feeling. His tone is flat and there's no hint as to what emotion he's feeling at all as you sniffle, willing your voice not to crack as you answer with just a faint 'yes', feeling him shift uncomfortably. You don't bother to move from the pile you've made over yourself, the plush fabrics being your only comfort.

"Why were you sneaking around?" You can finally hear a tint of disappointment leaking into his speech and your unsure why it makes you so angry. This whole thing was partially his fault for never keeping track of your cycle. He knew damn well that your instincts would take over when met with another willing hybrid at such a sensitive time.

You choose to ignore him and he sighs, leaving without another word. The guilt had eased into a steady feeling of anger and confusion. You may have been civilised around Chan, but it felt cruel of him to forget what you were, treating you as if you were simply some pathetic human making poor choices.

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Chan finds you sitting on the kitchen counter the next morning eating directly from a box of cereal and you growl when he enters the room, earning an upset scowl as he opens the fridge in search of his own breakfast. Chan was under the impression that you would have dropped your little attitude by now and realised what you had done wrong, however he had clearly read you wrong.

"Good morning to you too."

You glare at him with pure aggression, a louder growl rumbling through your chest to which he responds with his own anger, slamming the door of the fridge and staring at you with his arms crossed, his tongue poking at his cheek.

"What's with the fucking attitude today? You're the one who got caught doing something wrong."

"WRONG? Yeah ok. I shouldn't have been sneaking around but you were the irresponsible owner!"

You're both raising your voices at each other which is something that has never happened over your years of cohabitation, your anger mingling with something strange that you couldn't quite identify in the moment.

"How am I the irresponsible one here?!"

"You never keep track of a damn thing with me! You don't know when my heats are, you rarely do anything to make them any fucking easier! You fucking paid to bring me into your house and now you're getting pissed when I act like a fucking hybrid?! It's bullshit!"

Something about your tone combined with your admittedly true accusations makes him snap and he's tugging at your collar, pulling your face dangerously close to him with no hint of hesitation even when you snarl at him, baring your teeth.

"Sounds like you just want an excuse to act like you're no better than a dog."

He's never been so forceful with you before and you can't help the faint throb of desire pulsing in your stomach, the tension of the situation having you both vibrating at strange frequencies. You're caught entirely off guard when he shoves you to your knees, not missing the moan that's tugged from you at the sudden roughness of your owner.

"Is this what you want? You want me to treat you like some useless fucking pet?"

His hand is gripping your cheeks, forcing you to make eye contact when you try to look away from him. It's a small action, but it causes your resolve to slip completely and you find yourself easily surrendering to your desire, years of pent up attraction coursing through you at once. You aren't sure what you're thinking as you lean forward, nuzzling your face against the bulge in his pyjama pants. Maybe it was time for you to show him what owning a hybrid was really supposed to be like.

He stares down at you as you get bolder, your tongue peeking out to lap at the flannel fabric as his hand finds the back of your head, holding you in place. He can't contain the deep groan he lets out and he'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about this exact scene at 2am in the comfort and safety of his room.

"You're so fucking desperate. You were just growling at me a minute ago and now you want my dick?"

You nod as much as his grip will allow and you can hear the quietest whisper of 'fuck' leave his glossy lips as your watery eyes meet his own, your hands finding his hips where they tease at the waistband of his pants, unwilling to move further without his permission.

"Do it. Go ahead and give me a proper apology. You wanted to act like a depraved hybrid, so show me how dirty you can get."

His pants are easily slipped past his hips and you're actively drooling when you finally get a good look at him. You pause for just a moment to feel worried over just how much longer he was than Changbin, easily having a full 2 inches on the bunny. You don't realise how long you spend staring until he's nudging you closer, taunting you as you lick your lips.

"Are you just gonna stare at it or are you gonna put it in your fucking mouth?"

You fail to answer, wrapping your hand around the base and taking a tentative lick of the tip just to piss him off a little further which results in one hand moving to grip your face again, his other hand removing yours so that he can grip his cock and tap it against your lips, groaning in approval when you open your mouth and stick your tongue out for him to press into. He could have never imagined just how good you would be, immediately sucking him in and beginning to bob your head, focusing on teasing the tip with your tongue. He's more sensitive than you would have thought, and you use it to your full advantage, showing off when you get almost all the way to the base before gagging. The way he moans when you pull off with spit dripping down your chin is something purely pornographic and it rushes straight to your core.

"Fuck. Just like that, puppy. You're fucking filthy. How the fuck are you so good at that?"

There's pride in his voice and it almost feels like approval which makes you want to show him just how much you can take. You sink down around his length, breathing carefully as your nose brushes against his abdomen and you swallow around him. It was painful, truthfully, but you would do anything to show him how good you could make him feel.

"Oh jesus fucking christ. Baby, fuck, you can't just do that and expect me not to fuck your mouth."

You stay exactly where you are, staring up at him as you moan around his length to show your approval for the idea. He doesn't need to be told twice, gently holding your cheeks in a stark contrast to his earlier actions as he begins carefully thrusting into your mouth, testing out different rhythms to see what you could take before he settles into something medium paced, allowing him to get almost the entirety of his length down your throat without causing you too much discomfort. He's lost in the sight of his favourite person on their knees for him, willingly letting him use your pretty mouth to ease the tension. Maybe he had been a little irresponsible. Maybe he was only mad because it wasn't him. All he is sure of is that he needs to take advantage of the moment.

"Takin' it so well, baby. So pretty on your knees for me." He's rambling now, his anger having given way to his usual flow of affection the closer he got to cumming.

"Such a good puppy. Feels too fucking good."

His hips falter and you use the opportunity to take over, throating his cock with renewed passion, his deep groans and swears flooding your senses as you take his entire length into your mouth and swallow again before he's tugging you up, a surprised whimper leaving you as he uses his strength to move you toward the kitchen counter, bending you over it and tugging down your shorts which are connected to you by glistening strings, your arousal shamefully obvious.

He leans over you, rutting against your ass as he pulls you up so that your back is flush against his chest and begins sucking at your neck, leaving tiny love bites along the sensitive skin in a possessive display that you'll have to worry about later, unable to think of anything but having him inside of you as soon as possible.

"Tell me you want it, pup. Tell me how bad you want my cock and I might give it to you."

The idea of having to form a coherent sentence feels impossible, but he wont take the way you press back against his cock and swivel your hips for an answer, leaving you no choice but to make a pitiful attempt at convincing him.

"Please, Channie. Please give me your cock. I need it so fucking bad. Never needed anything more! Please!"

It's shameful how easily he caves, but your whiny voice tugs at his heart and he feels the need to give you anything you could ever want, carefully inching his cock inside of your soaked cunt. He knows what he's packing and he's careful to ensure you're able to accommodate him as he commits the way your walls grip him to his memory. He'd take a picture if he could. He swears he's never seen something more beautiful.

"Fuck, Channie! It's too much... can't..."

He presses a sweet kiss to your cheek, hips pausing as he rubs soothing circles on your hip.

"You're okay baby. I know it's big. You can take it, yeah? Gonna feel so good once it's all in."

you whine, leaning your head back against his shoulder and pushing your hips back to show your agreement. He's kind enough to let you go so that you can lay flat against the cool granite counter and find some relief from the heat burning over you as he finally gets his full length seated inside of you, cooing at you lovingly as he begins with shallow thrust, not going any harder until he hears you moaning in pleasure, your quiet 'hmphs' encouraging him to lean forward and kiss your head in quiet praise. Everything becomes louder as his rhythm picks up, the depth of his thrust steadily increasing until he's pounding into you, the lewd sound of his skin hitting yours making you whine further in embarrassment, face hidden in your arms.

"You feel so good around me, you know that? Pretty cunt clinging to my cock... you really were made to be fucked, hmm? Needy little cunt deserves to be filled all the time. Maybe I should just keep you on my cock. Let you warm me whenever I'm working... I bet you'd like that, huh?"

You hadn't noticed just how close you were to your high until he began rambling, his fingers finding your clit being just want you needed to have you screaming his name, your moans cut off as you clenched around him, your slick seeping around his cock from the pure force of your orgasm.

"That's it. My messy little puppy. Fuck, never thought you'd feel so fucking good cumming on my dick. Gonna have to fill you up if you keep squeezing me like that."

He's abandoned his rhythm in favour of fucking you hard and fast, desperately chasing his own orgasm which he is quick to find, unwilling to pull out as he pumps his load inside of you, the way your pussy pulses causing it to leak out before he's finished. He's keenly watching as he pulls out, admiring the way his cum drips down your thighs when you squeeze your legs together.

A sense of discomfort washes over you, and you're quick to apologise to him, leaving him in a state of confusion as you hurry to the bathroom to get yourself cleaned up.

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It's becoming an uncomfortable pattern for you to nest in your room after any encounter with Chan, finding that locking yourself in your room to wallow in your emotions was becoming almost a form of comfort for you. You could pretend that you knew where you stood for a little while and it was almost as if things had gone back to normal. Well, until him knocking would break you out of your fantasy world.

He actually waits for you to answer this time, hearing a soft 'yes' before he enters, standing in the door way holding a bag of your favourite yakisoba in hopes of convincing you to spend time with him.

"I thought maybe we could eat and watch something? I made a cosy little nest with the fluffy blankets we keep in the closet and I know you like my mattress better than yours." He chuckles something nervous, singing his words in an attempt to entice you which is shockingly easy when you haven't had your usual fix of snacks and treats.

You're silent aside from a small hum as you climb out of bed, grabbing the bag from his hands and making your way to his room, still offering no real response as you climb on to the pile of blankets and pillows he had made on his bed. You're lulled into a sense of comfort as his scent surrounds you. it's somehow fresh yet warm, and it reminds you of clean laundry straight from the dryer as he settles beside you, handing you a bottle of water that you take with a subtle smile. It's the first time he'd seen you smile at all since the incident, and he feels himself fill with hope, boldly reaching up to pet your ears like he usually would. They twitch in response to his touch, but you don't move away, and he takes that as a win, leaving you be as he digs into his own bowl of noodles.

It's almost peaceful. The sound of your joint laughter fills the room as you eat and you find yourself leaning in to him, craving the closeness you were accustomed to which he is more than happy to give. It was comfortable until you felt the impulsive need to open your mouth.

"Do you hate me?"

He almost misses what you've said, your face hidden in his shoulder as you bite at his hoodie. It hurts him more than it probably should and he can feel his emotions surfacing as he wraps an arm around your waist, tugging at you to persuade you to move into a position that had you sat in his lap, your thighs on either side of him as you hid your face in his neck, your warm breath on his skin causing him to dig his fingers into your hips to ground himself.

"Why would I hate you?"

You mumble, tears hitting his skin. You hated how easily you had been crying lately, but it didn't seem to surprise the man at all.

"Because of what I did... I was bad and I hurt you..."

He frowns at your words, moving back and gently holding your face to make you look at him.

"Hey, no. You didn't do anything wrong. You were right, I was being irresponsible. I shouldn't have gotten so upset when you were just doing what hybrids are known for." He hesitates for a moment before continuing. "I was... jealous. I know we never had that kind of relationship, but I guess I've always felt a little... possessive."

It's your turn to frown now and you poke at his chest as you speak.

"Why wouldn't you tell me that?!"

He captures your hands with his own, locking your fingers and shaking his head in response.

"I don't know! I didn't want to treat you like a pet! You're more important to me than that."

The urge to kiss him is too strong for you to deny and you're met with a surprised grunt as you press your lips to his own in a needy, harsh kiss. He responds quickly, taking control of the motion so that it moves into something more sensual, his tongue teasing your bottom lip enough to get you to accept it into your mouth where it prods at your own, saliva coating your lips.

He gets a little carried away, leaning forward until your back is pressed against the blankets and he's slotting himself between your thighs, your legs wrapping around his hips.

"I'm sorry, baby." He whispers between kisses, your hands tugging at his hair as you feel his bulge pressing against you. it was different this time. Every touch was gentle and thoughtful, carefully conveying his affections for you.

"Wanna show you how much I love you."

You're keening in response, hands leaving his hair to roam across his chest, nails lightly scraping as he presses light kisses along your skin. You don't notice his hand slipping down your pants until you feel his fingers playing with your clit, quickly coated in your slick.

"I love how easy it is for you to get so wet, baby. You're such a good pup, aren't you? So sweet."

Two fingers find your entrance, circling it just to tease you a little which gets him a grumpy huff, your needy wandering hands tugging at his own pants.

"You can finger me later. Need to have you inside me!"

He wouldn't usually give in to you when you're being so demanding, but he lets it slide given the circumstances and is moving away from you for just a second to throw his shirt off and remove his pants, his eyes trained on you as your own shirt is thrown carelessly into his room. He can't resist the urge to take your nipple into his mouth and he tongues at the bud as his cock slips into your eagerly waiting cunt. He's able to sheath himself inside you with minimal struggle this time and you're grateful for it, holding his head against your chest to ensure he continues his attention to your nipple which causes him to let out light moans as he soaks in the pleasure of having you pliant beneath him.

He tries to keep his thrust slow at first, moving away from your chest so that he can watch his cock slide in and out of your aching cunt and admiring the lewd sound it creates as your slick coats his thighs, creating a sticky mess that sparks a primal need in his chest, taunting him and telling him he needs to own you. He needs to make you his.

His thumb comes down to rub at your clit as his free hand meets your chest, groping and occasionally pinching your nipple. He loves the way your soft tummy gives you an air of innocence as his thrusts get harder, your mouth open as you paw at his thighs.

"You look so fucking cute baby. Letting me take you like this. Wanna make you mine, baby. Want you to know that nobody can make you feel as good as I can."

You find the strength to speak, if only to babble strings of 'all yours' and 'you own me' over and over again, though it seems to be more than enough for him to be setting a proper rhythm with his thumb, set on having you cum around him once again after a brief intermission so that he could shove a pillow under the small of your back, allowing him to angle his thrust so that his cock was hitting every spot you needed it to.

"Channie... Feels so good! Love you so much..." Your words are a whisper but they're clear as ever to him, his heart pulsing with love as he thrusts harder into you, feeling you clench around him as you got closer to finishing.

"Love my baby so much. Want you to cum for me, puppy. Will you do that for me? Let me feel your pretty pussy cum on my cock. Show me that it belongs to me."

Dirty talk is always your weakness and you're cumming quickly, your body shaking as he kisses you messily, his body weight pressing heavy on top of you to keep you calm as you drown in intense emotions, unaware that you were sobbing uncontrollable beneath him.

"Good puppy. You're doing so good baby. I'm so proud of you. Do you want me to stop?"

You shake your head aggressively in response, whimpering as he attempts to move back, desperate to feel him as close to you as possible.

"No no, please. need you to cum. please cum in me? Need it. Wanna feel it." You ramble your please mixed with words of praise and affirmations of your love and he wouldn't be able to resist in any situation, thrusting into you with no clear rhythm as he cums, briefly filling you before he pulls out to shoot the last ropes across your pussy, satisfying his need to mark you.

You're both a panting mess as he lays beside you, pulling you into his chest protectively as you continue to cry a little, his hand rubbing firm circles to the tips of your sensitive ears to soothe you.

"You're okay baby. I've got you. I've always got you."

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You're finally feeling like yourself again after a few days of Chans occasionally aggressive form of love and he's giggling cheerfully at you as you throw a pack of ramen at him from your perch on the counter, capturing your lips for a playful kiss as you both hear knocking, your face flushing when he answers the door and you see Hyunjin enter with a teasing smirk on his face.

"I'm glad to see you two made up." He taunts accompanied with loud kissy noises and your hand finds another pack of ramen, wiping the smirk off his lips as it bounces off his shoulder and you're quickly searching through the fridge for your favourite snack, pouting as you stomp over to where the men had settled.

"Oh god, what is it this time?" Chan teases, pulling you down into his lap.

"Pudding." Is your only response, your arms crossed over your chest as you scowl at Hyunjins laughter, Chans own giggle vibrating you as he kisses your temple.

"We will go get you more pudding."

[binsito]

puppy

pairing: puppy hybrid!seungmin x puppy hybrid!fem reader

word count: 1.3k

rating: mature, includes: unprotected sex, swearing, lots of breeding and mentions of breeding/being in heat, little bit of oral (f receiving), and clit simulation, usage of the words "pup," and "good girl" in a sexual setting

seungmin was a very good boy.

an obedient pup.

and he liked being that way anyways. liked making his owner proud and happy. liked having a good life, and being treated with upmost care, being pampered and spoiled.

he knew he was his owner's favorite boy and he liked that title very, very much.

he would do anything to make his owner happy. so when he hears him say his name on the phone one day, (puppy ear pressed against the door to listen closely), he can't help but wag his tail in excitement.

he could make out some of the words being discussed.

heat.

breed.

help.

they wanted seungmin to help with someone's heat?

if one of his owner's friends needed help, he was more than willing to oblige.

he was more than happy to breed the poor pup in distress over her heat.

seungmin had never had a rut with someone else, he always just took care of himself, whether it was humping one of his plushies or jerking his cock to completion.

but he would be lying if he said he didn't think about spending a rut with someone. how fun it would be to pump them full of his pups, how he'd love to cum in them over and over again until they're writhing underneath him.

his owner made plans with his friend and they decided to bring seungmin over the weekend to take care of the situation at hand.

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seungmin was excited.

bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for his owner's friend to open up the door.

it was finally the big day and he couldn't help but dream about this moment. it was all that was on his mind whenever he would curl up in bed.

would her pussy be pretty? would it suck him in easily? or would she be tight? would his knot take?

so many questions that he needed to know the answer to.

and when the door gets opened, he has to contain himself from running inside.

oh god, he could smell her.

the scent was so strong that it could make his mouth water.

his owner's friend welcomes them in and offers them something to drink before leading them to the room where his pup was currently in.

the scent was making seungmin go absolutely mad. he wanted to break through the door and take her already.

he opened the door and seungmin could see her bundled up in the middle of the bed. they let him inside and closed the door, the two of them would leave and come back in about two hours, plenty of time for seungmin to have his fun.

seungmin got on the bed and made himself over to you, nudging you gently with his hand.

"hey pup.. you okay?" he whispered

you whimpered as you shook your head

"h-hurts s'bad.."

"i know pup.. it's okay.. im here to make it feel better yeah? will you let me make it feel better?"

you didnt hesitate to nod, you knew about the arrangement and were just so glad he was finally here to help.

"good girl.. gonna take care of it okay?"

you nodded yet again and lifted your head to look over at him. he was cute, floppy brown hair covering his eyebrows. sweet sympathetic smile as he stroked your arm gently. he introduced himself as seungmin and you repeated his name gently before telling him your name.

"pretty name for a pretty pup.." he said as he leaned in towards your neck, taking in your scent and letting out a pleased sigh.

"you smell so good pup.. are you gonna let me have you? i've been going crazy thinking about it.."

"p-please.. don't want it to hurt anymore.."

"alright, alright.. just be good for me okay?"

of course you'd be good to him, you'd be pliant and well behaved just for him.

your core clenched around nothing, feeling as he got on top of you, rubbing his clothed erection against you.

"feel that pup? that's for you.." he whispered against your ear

you reached forward and tugged on his pants, needing to free him as soon as possible because you needed the relief.

seungmin didn't want to keep you waiting either, tugging his pants and boxers down as his cock sprung free. the tip was an angry red, precum already dribbling at the tip.

he asked you to lift your hips up so he could take your shorts off, pulling them off and tossing them off the side of the bed.

and your pussy was in fact pretty, glistening with wetness, lips puffy and waiting to be spread.

oh, seungmin was definitely going to enjoy this.

he dragged a lone finger between your folds which elicited a whimper from you. collecting some of your essence just so he could taste it off his fingers

"shit pup.. this tastes delicious.." he grunted before coming down to be face to face with your cunt.

he began to give it little licks before he started to lap at it hungrily which made you lose your mind. the sensation of his tongue on your cunt was something you never knew you needed before and now you were afraid you wouldn't be able to live another heat without it.

he was messy, face smeared with your wetness as he looked up at you with half lidded eyes, keeping eye contact as he spit down on your cunt.

he pulled himself up again and let his tip prob at your entrance, you wiggled underneath him in hopes that he would just put it in already.

"patience, pup.. gotta train this pussy to take me kay? don't want it to hurt, when i put it in hm?" he gave you a half smile as he held the base of his cock, running it between your fold just before pressing the tip in.

his cockhead was thick and bulbous, you knew the stretch was going to leave you sore but the soreness would feel so much better than the pain of being left empty during your heat.

he presses in inch by inch, kicking his head back to groan as you sucked him in. he gripped your thighs and folded them over your chest as he bottomed out, holding you down in a mating press.

if he was here to breed you, he was going to make sure his cum would stick.

"oh pup.. once i'm done with you.. you won't have to worry about another heat for a while.." he groans as he started to shallowly thrust into your warmth. "gonna leave you so full of my puppies.."

your whimpers filled his ears, hands trying to claw at him to pull him closer even though he was already skin to skin with you.

this was so much better than his hand, your cunt so tight and welcoming, so breedable..

his bangs sticking to his forehead as he began to sweat, his muscles lean yet he had an iron grip on your thighs

his balls began to tighten, he wasn't sure how long he could last but even if he came, he knew he would be able to go again and again. your cunt was just too good to not abuse.

his nimble fingers rubbed tight circles on your clit all while his cock continued to leave you babbling.

"f-fuck.. oh fuck.. you gonna take my cum?"

you nodded and his chest swelled with pride, coming down to lick at your cheek playfully as his knot began to swell. you whined as he pushed in to the hilt and held himself still to fill you up, his hot seed leaving you full.

he didn't want a drop to go to waste, not moving until he was sure he was completely milked.

you were dreading him pulling out, clenching your cunt around him so that he wouldn't. he just chuckled and pressed a kiss to your pretty lips.

"so greedy.. i promise i'll give you more, not gonna give out until im sure i've bred you."

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

[dean-a-mean-tae]

Stray Kids as Hybrids

WARNINGS: Minho and Felix are "defect" hybrids. There's cussing in this. I got the information from research, so if you're an animal "expert" respectfully correct me.

Master list | Not requested, but I don't care.

Chan (Grey Wolf)

He has a grey tail with grey ears that have a black rim.

His fur is extremely fluffy, and he sheds a lot.

In his human form, he has curly hair that's so grey it almost looks white.

Though he has a ton of fur, he doesn't feel the heat.

He needs a lot of nutrients.

He'll eat over 13 pounds of meat at least once a week.

A "healthy" amount of meat for a human is 23 to 33 ounces per week. There are 16 ounces in a pound.

You can do the math yourself.

He's never gone over 12 days without consistent meat intake.

You gotta feed him.

Good luck. 13 pounds = 208 ounces

He won't tell you he's hungry, but you can hear his tummy from across the planet.

In his wolf form, his ears stand up and point forward.

In his human form, his ears just do what they want.

Contrary to popular belief, wolves barely bark.

Whines can be a sign of affection or distress.

You need to pay attention to the signs and what's going on to know the difference.

His growls are warnings, and his loud ones are when he feels threatened.

His quiet growls are playful.

Chan has and will go over to Minho or Seungmin and put his paw on them. IYKYK

the pictures of those 2 wolves are hilarious

Minho (Tiger)

Unfortunately, Minho is considered a defect.

He looks like your stereotypical tiger.

It's just the tip of his tail is white instead of black

In his human form, he has brown eyes that turn yellow when he's in a bad mood

His "defect" is his hair. It's dark brown which makes the orange in his ears stand out.

Believe it or not, he prefers to come out at night.

He doesn't mind the day as long as it isn't hot.

Occasionally, he'll sunbathe, but it's seemingly random.

He, unlike most tigers, doesn't like water. He can take showers and baths, but big bodies of water are a no.

He can't see the bottom. He isn't getting in the water.

He still likes the knowledge of having access to a lake. Preferably a private lake.

His animal form is almost 9 feet at a weight of 650 something pounds. The weight is healthy for his tiger form.

If you thought Chan needed a lot of meat, then Minho is a nightmare. ;-;

Tigers require 88 lbs per week. :)

Since he's a hybrid, he can eat at least 75 lbs. Which is 1200 ounces...

His weight is perfect for snuggling, but his weight is painful if he lays on you.

He doesn't like roaring because it's loud. He grunts and uses chuffs to communicate.

If you are ever cold, just lay on him.

Tiger fur can get so hot that steam might come off their fur when in the snow.

He isn't very sociable and prefers his own space. He doesn't mind you or the boys, but it's obvious if he doesn't like someone.

You know that thing cats do with their tail when they feel mischievous?

The tip of the tail starts flicking but everything else is still?

That's Minho.

You always know when he's done some stupid shit or is about to

Changbin (Hare/Jack Rabbit)

He has brown fur with a white tummy

He gives off Thackery the hare from Alice In Wonderland 2010 vibes

He thumps, in both human and animal form, when he feels endangered or if he wants something

Usually, it's because he wants something

As an animal, he does the binky thing where rabbits jump high in the air

He only does it when he's extremely happy

Sometimes, his legs kick off too high, and he falls forward, like in the picture on the right.

When he's angry, he'll sit on his hind legs with his paws up like he's about to start boxing

When he's annoyed, he'll flick his feet and walk away

Sometimes, he'll kick whatever or whoever is irritating him (like in the first picture)

If he starts nibbling on you while in animal form, it's a sign of affection

Speaking of nibbling, rabbits eat 2-3% of their weight in vegetables.

He's a big boy, so... yeah... have fun. :)

Side note, he's very cuddly.

He rivals Jisung in his attachment to you

He will change into his animal form so it's easier for him to be close to you

Sometimes he'll go flying around the room

Kind of like the zoomies but for bunnies

He is a little dramatic

When he's really relaxed and feels safe, he'll flop over

If he's in animal form, he just does it. Doesn't matter where he is

If he's in human form, he'll flop on the nearest soft object or on the nearest person

Hyunjin (Ferret)

His fur is mostly brown, but he has 2 white rings of fur on his face with a brown spot under one of his eyes.

In human form, his hair is brown, and his animal ears have a white rim.

He's so hyper.

If he isn't running or jumping around the room, he's asleep in a dark space.

Probably under the covers or in a drawer somewhere

Ferrets eat 5-7% of their weight a day.

As a hybrid, he can eat 4% of his weight a day and still be considered healthy.

I recommend just feeding him 5% to be on the safer side.

Ferrets have poor vision. Unfortunately, Hyunjin has poor vision in both his forms.

He wears contacts in human form.

He will snuggle under your clothes and against your skin

If you have a bigger chest, he'll lay between your tits/pecks

If your chest his flatter, then he'll curl up on the left side so he can hear your heart better

When he wants to play, he'll run at people and then quickly run off

He'll keep repeating this until they get the message

When he's angry, he glares and hisses at whatever is causing his anger

He makes cute chitter noses and sniffs when he's curious

Just like other ferrets, he squints when he's sick

Don't get scared if you try to wake him and he doesn't move.

When he sleeps, he's GONE!

He won't wake up until his body is ready.

I like the idea that he scrunches his nose when he's confused

Like genuinely confused. Not "What are you doing?" Confused

I'm talking "What the hell is this thing?" confused

Shit you not! If you have salty skin or a hybrid safe lotion on, he'll lick you. Both in animal form and in human form

He has to be near sleep to start licking you as a human, though

Ferrets kiss, by the way

It's how they show affection

So don't be surprised if you get grabbed and you feel thick lips smack your cheek

He's just giving you a little appreciation, that's all :)

Sometimes, Hyunjin likes to be difficult in his human form

So, like a ferret, if he wants something, he will stare at you.

When you acknowledge him, and you will, he'll repeated glance at what he wants

He refuses to verbalize it until you either get it correct or he's tired of you guess incorrectly.

All just depends on his mood and how generous he's feeling that moment

Ferrets with splay out and sigh when they're sad

It's so fucking cute

Hyunjin does the same thing but on top of you

If you're working on something, like a laptop or iPad, then he'll flop onto that.

Or he'll flop onto your book or something

When you're wearing a hoodie, he'll hide away from the others in your pocket

So make sure it has the one pocket thing and not 2

He can still fit in the smaller ones but he wants the space

Jisung (Squirrel)

He is a ground-dwelling squirrel.

He is usually found sitting on Tiger Minho's head.

Like other squirrels, he is terrified of owls

"Why would someone need to look that scary?! Or turn its head that much?!"

Squirrels do this thing called caching. It's where they find and hide food.

I shit you not! He hides so much food around the house.

He doesn't need a lot of food, but he will gladly stuff his face full.

If you have to travel, then take him with you. He loves to travel and hates being left by himself.

Doesn't matter if you're leaving him with the others. He wants to go with you.

Sometimes he'll sit directly on top of you or pressed against you.

You have no personal space.

If you don't like physical affection, let him down gently please.

He doesn't want to be the cause of your discomfort, so tell him in the most fragile way possible

With that being said, he will use his face to get out of trouble

Quickly turning into his animal form and acting cute so you won't be angry

If that doesn't work, then he's dipping

I'm talking hightailing it out the room and into the backyard

You won't see him until dinner or it's bedtime

Speaking of bedtime, he wants you to tuck him in

So please do it. Give him a kiss on each cheek and then one on his forehead and he'll be good to go.

DON'T TUCK THE BLANKET IN

It makes him feel trapped and like he's in a cage.

Makes him more likely to have nightmares, too.

Felix (Ginger Cat)

Felix is also, unfortunately, considered a defect.

His fur is a golden orange color with lighter stripes.

His eyes look green in the sun, but they're amber.

His "defect" is also from his human form.

His hair is blond like the strips, so his ears stick out. His freckles are also, unfortunately, considered a "flaw."

Most people think when a cat rubs its head against you, it's a sign of affection, which it is, but it's also them marking their territory.

They're scenting you and showing ownership over you.

It's how cats show pride in their belongings :)

If you let him out of the house to hunt, he will return with "food" for you.

He doesn't really think much of it. It's just his cat's side telling you you're family.

I guarantee you'll walk in on Felix either biting the shit out of a toy or him chasing Hyunjin around the room.

Did you know that cats knead because of their early days of nursing?

Kittens would knead at their mothers to encourage milk production. Adult cats knead to show content or to calm down.

Think of it as Felix feeling safe with you.

Felix is the definition of "If I fits, I sits"

If you're curled up on the couch, then he's curled up in the space behind your knees and thighs.

Small spaces make cats feel safe, so be sure to give Felix spots to hide in.

It helps with his natural instinct to ambush.

If Felix stares at you with thin pupils, try not to stare back.

It's his inner cat on high alert, and it could take that as you threatening him.

Meanwhile, slow blinks are kitty kisses.

If you slowly blink back at Felix, he'll do it repeatedly if he's in cat form. If he's in human form, he'll latch onto you and give you cuddles.

If Felix's nightly zoomies irritate you, feed him before you go to bed, make sure he tires himself out before bed, or get him a food puzzle.

Nightly zoomies are leftover energy mixed with their instinct to hunt during the night.

Airplane ears!

If Felix's ears are just sitting up, then he's listening to his surroundings. If his ears are flicking around, then he's agitated or dealing with anxiety.

Either peacefully help him or leave him alone. If he's in cat form, then leave him alone. He'll come to you if he wants to.

Felix knocks things over only when he is bored, as other cats do. It fascinates him to see things topple over. If you want Felix to stop, find a way to entertain him.

When he flops onto your things, it's him scenting your stuff to show you're his and a sign he wants attention.

When the tip of Felix's tail twitches it can mean he's curious or he's hunting. It'll go away when he calms down.

Seungmin (Golden Retriever)

Golden Retriever

A sassy, playful ball of golden fur. He needs frequent exercise and sheds a lot.

Unlike your stereotypical golden retriever, Seungmin's fur is more soft wheat than golden yellow.

His floppy ears blend with his hair when in human form.

Seungmin doesn't like to be left alone. He won't tell you to stay. He will follow you around.

Seungmin doesn't actively seek out strangers. If someone tries to pet him, then he'll move away.

He also doesn't jump on people and hates when others jump on him.

He's not as social as your average Golden Puppy.

I recommend having a big yard for him to run around if you don't have one for the bigger animals.

Please make sure you feed him the proper amounts. He won't hesitate to raid the fridge if he's hungry.

When he grabs things with his mouth, he's extremely careful.

Softly grabbing your arms or a book to move it out of the way.

He'll share his food with you if you beg enough. He won't actively go out of his way to feed you unless you're ill.

If he's being "Destructive" it's because he isn't stimulated enough.

He needs more mental and physical exercise.

He doesn't have separation anxiety unless you decide to give him a terrible backstory on how you found him.

Otherwise, he's pretty confident that you'll come back home.

If something comes up, you'll communicate the issue and a general idea of when you might be home.

If you don't, he'll be pissed.

It's like breaking a pinky promise. Don't do that.

He'll bop you in the face

Jeongin (Fennec Fox)

Fennec Fox

He's got big ass ears and they grow to accommodate his head in human form (Minho thinks it's hilarious)

He's got a cream color hair with white streaks in them

You can barely see the streaks, but the others tell you they're there

He's such a smart cookie until he gets in his animal form.

Then it's like he lost all brain cells except one. That 1 brain cell alternates between Hyunjin, Changbin, and Jeongin. Occasionally, Jisung will get it.

He kind of just rolls around

He's just there, chilling in the silence or the chaos

In animal form, he'll curl up on your lap or on the bed

If you're in an office, pull up a chair next to you and he'll lay in that instead

He may think you're mad at him, but just giving him rubs or head pats and he's good

He's kind of like a cat

You have to gage his moods

If he doesn't want to be touched, he'll look at you as you touch him like the picture on the left

Just "Mittens off, human" paws crossed and everything

Buy him clothes for his animal form. PLEASE

He loves them

Go to Pinterest or something and look up fennec fox in clothes or something and it's so flipping cute

You know that dolphin screech Jeongin does? That but in animal form...

The picture on the right for the header of this post?

That's him when he has too much energy, but no thoughts to put into action

As a human, he's like your average Jeongin, but with big ass fluffy ears and tail.

Sometimes he knocks stuff over with his tail and he's so sorry

After something crashed, you can hear him whine in the kitchen from your bedroom

The others don't tease him as much as they could because they know he's genuinely sad about it

Not insecure, but definitely annoyed with himself for messing something up again

Reassure him please.

Don't make it too obvious because then he'll shut down and tune you out

Not intentionally, it's just his brain's self defense.

It doesn't want to be reminded of his mistakes.

It's the main reason why he likes staying in his animal form.

This was fun

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People Pleaser || b.ch

Summary: In which you can't say no.

Parings: Bull Hybrid! Bang Chan x reader

Warnings: DARK CONTENT, 18+, smut, manipulation, noncon, breeding kink, unprotected sex, manhandling, switch chan, mention of chan lactating, yandere chan, needy chan, chan rambles, pushover y/n, sub y/n, gender neutral y/n,

Minors please DNI

Disclaimer: this is a work of pure fiction. I do not condone the actions of any characters in this story and the actions do not reflect the idols in any way.

You always had a hard time saying no.

Whether it was saying no to your parents when they offered you more food or your classmate asking to copy your homework, you couldn't reject them. Just seeing their smiles drop, eyes get downcast, and attitude change was like having a knife twisted into your chest.

That's why it wasn't a surprise that you ended up in your current predicament, in the lap of shirtless Chan on your bed, facing him while massaging his swollen chest.

He was given to you by a coworker who bred bull hybrids you befriended. Chan was deemed 'defective' as a bull hybrid due to him occasionally lactating milk, which unfortunately never was enough to sell. During these episodes, Chan's chest would get swollen and red, which would require a lot of care. Since you lived alone, your coworker had deemed him a nusiance and you had a hard time saying no, she had 'gifted' you the bull hybrid.

Chan let out a groan.

"It's unbearable. Please, do something."

You try to leave to get a warm compress for his chest, hoping that would help to relieve to pain. However, as soon as you gave any indication leaving his lap, he grabs your wrist and pulls you back.

"No, please don't leave me. Your mouth, please. I need your mouth on me. It hurts so much."

You pause, giving him a confused look.

"Chan, I'm sorry but I don't think I should-"

"You said you'd take care of me. Right now, I need your mouth on me. It'll help to distract me from the pain, I promise." Chan urged, clearly becoming impatient.

Chan had never done anything to blur the boundaries of your relationship and he was always so kind towards you, helping you cook, clean, and even helping to pay the bills with a side-gig.

Hesistantly, you shift closer to him and attach your lips to his neck. Kissing and nibbling in the area while continuing to massage his chest to the best of your ability.

"Is this okay?" You ask, feeling unsure of yourself, lips brushing against his neck.

Chans breath hitches. "Yes. Please more. Move around, don't just focus on one area."

Complying with his request, you trace your lips lower, landing on the nape of his neck.

Chans resolve crumbles the minute you kiss his soft spot.

"I'm so so sorry."

You let out a squeak as you were pinned to your mattress.

"Chan...? What's going on? Is everything okay?"

Chan doesn't respond, not giving you much time to process as he rips off you bottoms, your underwear coming off too. He doesn't even remove his pants completely, only tugging it down to free his cock from its confines. He aligns himself to your hole, cock red and drooling.

You freeze as you feel his member against your enterance. "Chan-- wait-- I don't-- it's too big-- I can't-- please stop--" Your brain shortcircuits and you squirm, pushing against his chest. You don't want to hurt him.

"I'm so sorry."

He pushes in, rutting in short motions trying to ease himself into you unprepped.

You let out a sob and weakly hit his chest as you feel him sinking into you. You feel like you're being split in half and the burning sensation won't stop.

Chan shushes you and pins your wrists above your head. "It'll be okay soon. You're being so good to me, yeah? My good owner taking such good care of me."

Chan leans down and kisses away your tears tenderly, as if he wasn't harshly rutting into you at a punishing pace, not even giving you enough time to adjust. You lay there under Chan limp, unable to do anything other than take what he gives you.

"You feel so good, so nice and tight around me. It's like you were made for me. Fuck, I'm so lucky I got such a sweet owner like you. Someone else other than me might've snatched you up if it weren't for me"

Chan changes his angle, hitting a spot in you that instinctively makes you tighten up and your toes curl. He seems to take notice and abuses that spot.

"I've dreamed of this for such a long time. I want to start a family with you. Breed you. You'd make such a good parent with me. You won't need to rely on anyone but me."

Your cry harder as feel your last ounce of the control you had over your body slip away. Chan kisses you and your orgasm hits you. Chan doesn't give you time to rest as he continues his onslaught, putting his weight on your wrists and chasing his high.

"Fuck. Take my cum. Take it like the good owner you are."

You feel it as he stills in you. You can feel it as he throbs inside you, painting your walls white with his thick cum.

Chan lets out a sigh as he pulls out, cum oozing out of your puffy hole.

He gives you another kiss before flipping you over onto your stomach while pinning your legs down with his. You slump down, eyes fluttering closed, cheek pressed against the mattress. Exhaustion fills your body to the point of which you can't even speak or move. Dread fills you body as you feel his hard member against your hole.

"One round shouldn't be enough to get your pregnant right? Guess we'll have to go a few more times."

[kkami-writes]

full house ━ chapter one. wc. 1.9k

Time to you had always felt both too slow and impossibly fast at the same time. Some days felt like they would drag on endlessly, feeling bored out of your mind and briefly wondering if this was how your life was gonna feel like forever. While some days you could blink and then suddenly the day was over.  Sometimes weeks would pass like this as well. That feeling of your life passing by way too fast without anything to show for it was overwhelming at times. 

But you supposed it wasn’t all that terrible though. You had a job you loved, having inherited a book cafe from your parents after they had passed but you had also gained the far too big of a house that they owned in a nearby cozy suburb. It had made you feel much lonelier than you were, all these empty rooms for just yourself. 

Weeks turned into months and the seasons changed from winter to spring. But your daily routine hadn’t changed at all. You didn’t necessarily hate it if you were honest, but sometimes it felt so repetitive that you thought you might just lose your mind. 

Everyone around you seemed to change, adapting to the constant flow of time. Yet you found yourself utterly the same and all alone. Though that last part might have been your fault, you really haven’t tried to branch out from the cozy bubble you lived in.

It’s early evening on a Saturday and you’re sitting on the small swinging couch that's connected to the porch, curled up with a book and some tea. You constantly were trying to read all sorts of genres, keeping up with the latest popular books to have the cafe well stocked. However it was hard to concentrate when the neighborhood kids were kicking up a ruckus nearby. Their high pitched screams hurt your eardrums. 

When you look up to glare at them you realize that they’re surrounding one of your trash cans, kicking it around and laughing. You’re quick to get up, abandoning your book as you storm over to them. 

“Hey!” Your voice is loud and demanding, effectively startling the kids. That’s all it takes for them to scatter, running in all different directions. You roll your eyes, not bothering to run after the annoying brats but you are rather curious at why they had been kicking at your trash. 

Glancing into the bin you see an entirely white ferret with a singular black dot under its left eye. It’s on its hind legs, trying to desperately get out of the circular tube. The trash had only been half full and it’s not enough for the creature to be able to crawl out. 

“Hey little guy, you must have been scared from all that kicking” At your voice the ferret startles, falling backwards and squirming back to its legs. A laugh bubbles up in your throat at its slightly dramatic reaction. “Are you ok? Were you trying to look for food?” You question even though you know it’s not gonna respond. 

Hybrids had been woven into modern society in the last fifty years after their discovery — though not everyone had treated them fairly. Most people saw them as pets, things to own or even worse, sex slaves. Laws against hybrids were getting better to protect them, but they were still pretty restrictive. It wasn’t exactly easy to tell a hybrid from a normal animal while they were in their domesticated forms, so you couldn’t be 100% sure if the ferret in your trash was indeed a hybrid or not. 

The animal looked like it was sizing you up, eyes squinting and head tilting. You had a good feeling the creature in front of you was a hybrid, probably a stray if you had to guess. Unfortunately hybrids didn’t have a lot of rights in their favor a lot of them needed an “owner” or “guardian” to be in charge of them. This left a lot of strays on the street from terrible people who would abandon their hybrids if they had ever gotten to be “too much”. However, at 21 a hybrid could declare itself independent and live on their own, but housing was often hard to find. Lots of landlords had implemented a no independent hybrids rule and many places for employment either didn’t hire hybrids at all or gave them less pay compared to an “actual” human.

People were cruel to things they didn’t understand, so quick to dehumanize someone who might be a little different. 

“Are you stuck? Do you want some help?” you call out softly, slowly reaching your hand out to show you mean no harm. The ferret doesn’t take it that way because as soon as your hand is in front of it, it's biting down hard into your index finger. You wince as its small teeth sink into your flesh. Still, you don’t shake the creature or pull away — something that confuses the ferret. 

“S-see? Not so scary right?” You give a slightly strained smile, not moving an inch to let the creature know you truly mean no harm. Slowly, it lets go of your finger, backing away with its head down as if ashamed. When you pull your hand back you can see the blood dripping from the small indentations. “Oof, you’ve got some teeth on you huh?”

“Here, I'll put the trash down ok? So you can crawl out if you want. I’m gonna go address my wound and I'll leave my door open if you choose to come in. No pressure but I do have some food if you’d like,” Your smile is kind as you glance down at the white ferret before slowly moving the trash to its side so it can crawl out.

You turn to walk back towards your house, looking behind you to see if maybe the ferret was following and you try to ignore the disappointment that fills your chest when it doesn’t. 

In the kitchen you thoroughly rinse off the wound, waiting for the bleeding to stop before applying ointment and a bandaid. You won’t lie, it throbs a little but you try to pay it no mind. You remember you’ve left your book outside so you go to retrieve it until you feel something nudging at your foot. 

Looking down, you see the pretty white ferret and a smile immediately graces your lips. In the bright light of your kitchen you can see that its fur is slightly dirty, probably a result from being a stray for a while and you briefly wonder how long it’s been in your trash. 

“Hi there, are you hungry?” The ferret makes a squeak like sound that makes your smile even brighter at how cute it sounds. You move to open the fridge, glancing around for stuff you have. “Hm, are you a hybrid?” You question but you get no answer this time, though you’re almost certain the ferret is from how it’s been behaving as well as practically understanding your words. 

Hybrids didn’t have to follow their animal counterparts' diet as closely but you didn’t want to risk it. So after a quick google search on a ferret diet you place a plate of shredded chicken on the ground for it. The speed in which the small thing practically scarfs it down is impressive. 

“Careful, don’t choke,” you laugh, this time really leaving to grab your book and tea from the porch. When you come back the ferret is at the door waiting for you, as if unsure if it should leave or not. 

“You can stay if you want. I don’t mind. Whether you’re a hybrid or not,” you make the last point clear, letting it know you didn’t care if it was just a normal ferret or actually a hybrid. 

“Do you maybe wanna take a shower? I’m sure you could use one,” the same squeaky noise emits from its tiny mouth and you let out a small laugh. “ok, sounds good. let me show you,” You guide the tiny ferret to your bathroom, showing it where everything is. “I’ll also leave some clothes on the bed if you choose to transform. Oh— but I don’t know if you’re a boy or a girl…well, most of my stuff is gender neutral anyway. Don’t feel pressured though,” With that you leave the white ferret to its business. You lay a simple shirt and a baggy pair of sweatpants you hoped would fit whether the ferret ended up being a girl or a boy. 

You can hear the shower running and you take that as your cue to really leave, exiting your bedroom and closing the door behind you to give them proper privacy. Glancing at the time you noticed it was getting a little late, you had always tried to go to bed no later than ten, just yet another boring part of your mundane routine; but owning a coffee shop required you to open rather early even if you only had a handful of early morning regulars. 

Glancing into your fridge you scope out ingredients before deciding on some kimchi stew, making quick work of the vegetables as you bobbed your head to a random playlist. In the middle of cooking, there’s something crawling up your leg and when you look down it’s the ferret. It climbs the rest of your body, settling down on your shoulder as it watches you cook. You notice its coat is much whiter and smells faintly of your vanilla body wash. 

“Hi, enjoy your shower?” The ferret chitters back and you can only assume it was agreeing with you. It just chills on your shoulder, seemingly interested in watching you as you cook. “Don’t know if you’re still hungry so i’ll leave the leftovers in the fridge and you can have it whenever,” You pour yourself a bowl of your stew and some rice, coming to sit at your kitchen table. The ferret runs down your arm and onto the table, curling itself into a little ball. 

“If you’re tired you could always sleep. There are three spare rooms, you could pick one if you’d like. At least to stay the night,” It lifts its head to look at you, slowly blinking before jumping off the table to explore the rest of the house and you assume to pick one of the rooms. So you eat in silence, something you were used to so you don’t completely mind that the ferret has left you alone. You could wish that it had kept you some company though.

The rest of the night goes as normal and you don’t see the ferret until you’re finally crawling into bed. Once you’re tucked under the sheets the familiar gleam of white fur is climbing up into your bed. You blink at the animal and it blinks back. “You want to sleep here? Are you sure?” It hops over to you and crawls under the sheets, burying itself into your warm blankets. You let out a small laugh, seeing the small bump taking residence in your bed. “Well, if you’re sure,” You really don’t mind, which is strange in itself - letting a strange hybrid in your house let alone in your bed. Still, if it had wanted to hurt you it would have the moment it came inside or even after you fed it. Maybe it was a little naive but you had always had a kind nature and believed in the good in everyone. 

So you bid the ferret goodnight, turning off the lights and falling into a deep sleep. previous / masterlist / next

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Thinking about....

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- Scents you but says it's just him cuddling you when in reality he can't stand having your co-workers scent on you.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- Presses up against you while your cooking saying it's just because he misses your body heat but in reality he just wants to press his huge bulge onto your thighs and grind.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- At night walks into your room and steals your panties whole your asleep. Then jacks off to them in his own room whimpering and moaning like a desperate pervert.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- When he gets his first heat with you does a full 360 and jumps on you the minute it hits. He's fucking you anywhere. And then breeding you. Your so fucked out you can bearly say anything. Thick long cock stretching you out so *good* it's making you cry. "Take it..take my fucking seed..yes yes yes fuck.." He growls in your ear while fucking into you deeper. Your breasts press against the marble counter as he keeps going. You've came how many times now? Three? Four? Your not counting anymore. Everything is going well until..until you feel a crazy pain in your womb which makes you pull away from Chan but he grabs your hips hard "Don't you dare..don't you fucking dare.. stay still Goddamit..*yes* yes yes..shit-ah..stay still.. " Chan says in a deep rough voice his cock head swelling up stretching you even more..making you cry out in pain. Chan fills you up with his seed making your eyes roll back on how full you were. After awhile he pulls back to see his cum dripping down your thighs but he smirks. With a harsh thrust he enters you again "Baby..we ain't done until my dick can't take it anymore.." Chan says covering your mouth with his hand and thrusting into you harder..this was going to be a long night..

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°IM SORRY IF ITS BAD!! IM A NEW WRITER AND THIS CAME TO MIND!! LOVE YA!!°

[violetsiren90]

Nothing But You | Bang Chan/Reader

Pairing: wolf hybrid!Bang Chan x f!human!Reader

Genre: hybrid AU; non-idol AU, strangers to lovers; love in adversity; cozy one-shot; fluff and angst

Word Count: 1434

Summary: The world's not ready for your love, but that doesn't matter. None of it matters - nothing but him.

Part 2: Evergreen (though both can be read as stand-alone works)

Content Warnings: I'd give this a PG-13 for content, but ALL of my work is 18+ (minors, dni); cuddling; co-sleeping; bad weather (but safe indoors); shirtless Chris (Chan is called Christopher); descriptions of hybrid physical features (including some minimal body hair); depictions of prejudice towards, discrimination, and marginalization of hybrids; a character gets lost and is momentarily frightened; allusions to sexual intimacy; implied domestic violence (by an authority figure, not Chris); running away; mention of reproduction (pups); for some reason even though it is explicitly stated I feel the need to mention that Reader and Chris are both adults throughout

Author's Note: I'll tell you what I didn't have planned for this Sunday afternoon and that was a Bang Chan hybrid AU one-shot. But the image of cuddling up with Chan in the middle of a snowstorm took me hostage and now here we are. I've never written a hybrid AU before, so this was very fun! If you read this, I hope this Christopher brings you the comfort you deserve today. 💕

P.S In case no one has told you today, you're so loved and so, so worthy of love. 🧜💜

The icy wind howls, whipping swirling flurries of snow past the windows of the little cabin. You stir, not opening your eyes, heavy with slumber as your other senses remind you of the homey trappings of your shelter. A fire crackles and pops, its warmth licking over your nose and cheeks. A soft, heavy blanket fashioned of rabbit pelts lays over your body, rustling quietly as you nuzzle into the man beneath you.

    His chest rises and falls with the even breath of a deep sleep. Your cheek rests against his bare skin and the silky patch of thick, dark hair between his firm pectorals. It isn't really hair - not like yours. It's fur. Soft, dark tufts of it decorate his body everywhere hair would grow on a man; a patch on his chest, under his arms, at the dip of his Adonis belt. It smells like him. Like musk and pine and lavender. Manly and primal, floral and gentle. Christopher.

    Hybrids were still treated like dirt in so many ways. They didn't require licenses to live without owners anymore, but still, they were pushed to the margins of the community by the intolerance of common practice. You yourself had been taught to fear them. Monsters, your grandfather had told you, who would turn on their own young in a moment of morbid instinct. Even so, you always found more pity in your heart than terror.

    And then, one day, you met him.

You had been loading groceries into the bed of your grandparents' jalopy at the general store and dropped a bag of oats as you struggled to hoist it onto the tailgate. You hadn't even noticed he was beside you when he easily hefted the bag and the remaining two boxes of eggs onto the vehicle without a word. He shot you a little smile, but before you could thank him your eyes were arrested by a pair of sharp brown ears rising from his curly hair. He pulled on a cap and turned to go before you could collect your wits enough to speak.

    You had thought of nothing save his warm brown eyes and sweet smiling lips in the weeks that followed, taking any chance you could to steal away to the general store in hopes of seeing him again.

But your paths never crossed. Not until the following summer.

You had packed in to the camping grounds by the lake with a few other girls from your graduating class for a weekend getaway from the menfolk - not that you had any - and you'd joined them rather reluctantly and at the persistence of your grandmother, who insisted a little socialization would do you good.

    That first afternoon you quickly grew tired of the chatter. If the weekend was meant to be a reprieve from the men, you grumbled to yourself, then why were they the constant and sole topic of conversation? You gathered up your sketching supplies and walked down the trail a ways, finding that the more distance you put between yourself and the shrieks of laughter and gossip behind you, the better you felt. Soon, you couldn't hear them at all. You settled onto a rock at the edge of a small glen and took your pencil in hand.

    Suddenly, some hours later, it dawned on you that your eyes were straining somewhat on the page, and you looked about, startled at the waning light reflecting the late hour. Gathering your things, you hurried back to down the path, only to realize with a sickness in your gut that you were well and truly lost, and that the daylight was nearly spent.

    He had found you then, sniffling rather pathetically beside a tree. You'd been alarmed by the sudden sound of his voice, having not heard his furtive approaching steps, but when you raised your frightened eyes to his face the fear had quickly given way to wonder. You'd given up hope of seeing him again, and now here he was, once more in your hour of need.

It was too dark now to find the trail back to the campsite, so you helped divide the load of bracken he had tucked under his arm between you as he led the way back to his cabin, not far into the thick. As you walked you noticed his tail, gray and brown and full behind him. Had he hidden it, that day at the store, you wondered? Did he always when he was around people like you? You remembered how surprised you had been at the site of his pretty ears upon your first meeting and you felt ashamed. You tried to find every possible way to assure him, as you walked and talked, that he didn't frighten you. You hoped he understood.

    Before long, you arrived at a little clearing with a log cabin at its heart. Smoke rose invitingly from the chimney, and you found it was as small and homey and warm within as it seemed from the cold darkness of the wood. The stranger gave you bread and stew and hot milk, and you ate with him and told him of yourself and he shared with you in return.

He was a wolf hybrid. The sole survivor of his pack, he had traveled hundreds of miles to settle into the mountains of your home. He made a living hunting, trapping, and gathering the wares of the wild to sell in town, as did a handful of other hybrids living in the mountains - a group of traders known collectively as The Strays. He told you that his name was Christopher, but that most simply called him The Wolf. When you repeated his given name softly and asked if you could call him by it he smiled that smile again, but broader and brighter and with his eyes pressed into little moons and crow's feet in their corners. His canines glinted in the light of the fire and one beautiful dimple pressed into his left cheek.

    You were in love.

    You asked him, a little shyly before parting the following day, if you could be friends. He smiled sadly and brushed rough fingers over your cheek before telling you that you were already his friend, but that you should keep yourself safe by staying away. People were suspicious of hybrids, and if he were seen with a human woman, it could be dangerous for you both.

     At the edge of the campsite, when he turned to go, you grabbed his arm. You told him that every Saturday morning you helped wait tables at Maple's Diner, and that if he came, breakfast would be on the house. You wanted to thank him, you insisted. In truth, you just wanted to give him a chance to find you, should he wish to. Oh, you desperately hoped that he wished to.

    And he did. He showed up a few weeks later, ears tucked under a hat and shoulders looking broad in a worn flannel shirt. You gave him coffee and bacon and a pile of pancakes and sat with him when your shift was through. It became a ritual, Saturday mornings at the diner. And then you started meeting for lunch. Then dinner. Then for long walks and trips to the movies. Then he started to take you out for drives in his truck - for picnics in the mountains, to watch the stars from the bed, to never leave the cab or each other's arms as the windows fogged with your labored breaths and mingled heat.

    One night your grandparents were waiting up when you returned. Your grandfather was in a rage, your grandmother was all worry and woes. It was a sin, what you were doing, they said. In the eyes of what god, you demanded in return? Your grandmother clung to your arm, begging you to come to your senses - it was dangerous, and worse, you would be ruined for life. You told her that none of that meant anything to you. Only him, he was all that mattered. Only Christopher. To hell with everyone and everything else in that goddamned town that treated him with suspicion and shame - that could never begin to see how perfectly beautiful he was.

Your grandfather forbade you to see him.

You told him you were grown and he couldn't stop you.

He raised his hand, and your grandmother screamed.

    When Christopher pulled up in his pickup you were in front of Maple's Diner. He gasped as he crouched to cradle you in his arms and gently brush his fingers over your broken lip and the green bruise on your cheek. He gathered you up, gathered your little bags, and took you home.

Home to the woods.

To the little warm cabin.

To his arms and his heart.

    It's the third winter since you left it all behind - everything that tried to keep you from him.

Things are so different now, so simple, slow, steady and intimate in the life you share. You've started talking about pups. Maybe someday. Maybe soon. 

    You look up at his lovely, peaceful face, washed golden in the firelight, and smile, settling back down against his chest. As the wind howls your eyes slip shut, and you sleep again in the strong, gentle arms of a wolf.

-Fin-

[forthechubbies]

Alpha! Hybrid ! BC (Daddy Bangchan )X Omega! Human! Chubby! Reader🤒

⚠️Fluff, Slight nudity ( I.N), Kdrama Vibes *Chef's kiss*, cheeky Bangchan moments.

Your new neighbors are often noisy so you finally get enough courage pay them a visit..... with cookies.♡

Bam! Boom! "What in the world is happening upstairs?" Your heart races with worry about your new neighbors' noisy behavior. The never-ending thuds, crashes, and barking drive you insane, disrupting your peace and tranquility. It's beyond belief that they've only been here for a few days, and you're already at your wit's end.

Your heart was pounding as you frantically dialed the emergency number, ready to report the worst. But before you could hit the call button, your mother's voice cut through the panic: "Why don't you go check if everything's alright?" Her words shook you out of your fear-induced daze, and you realized that maybe, just maybe, there was hope yet.

You are standing at their door with a dish full of freshly baked sugar cookies because of her.

you noticed the door was slightly ajar. your curiosity was piqued, and you couldn't resist exploring further into the apartment. The silence was deafening as you crept slowly, searching every room for signs of life. you could feel your heart racing in your chest, your mind racing with questions. And then, just as suddenly as it had started, it was over. The apartment was empty. But how? Where had they gone? your mind was reeling with possibilities as you tried to make sense of what had just happened.

You carefully placed the cookies aside and took a step forward, only to find yourself wandering deeper into the unknown. As you sauntered down the dimly lit hallway, It was then that you stumbled upon a series of family photos, each one more captivating than the last. In one particularly striking image, you saw a proud father standing tall, his face beaming with pride while his sons surrounded him. It was a moment of pure joy and love, The sons were so caught up in their playing that they didn't even notice someone was taking their picture.

As I scrolled through the photos, my eyes were suddenly drawn to one particular picture that left me completely breathless. The dense forest in the background, the faint outline of snow on the ground, and the boys gathered around a towering, live Christmas tree being carried by a man who appeared to be their father. But something caught my eye - the glint of an axe resting on his other shoulder.

As you took a step back from the picture, you unexpectedly collided with something solid. A gasp escaped your lips, but before you could react, a massive hand clamped tightly over your mouth, silencing you.

The intruder, with a furious expression, bellowed, "Stop screaming!What are you doing?!" It was a total surprise when he revealed his fluency in Korean, but unfortunately, you don't have the ability to translate. He firmly held your wrist above your head, while your hand fought to create some distance, trembling against his chest. However, he disregarded your struggle, as if you were not deserving of his complete attention.

It dawned on you that this was the very son depicted in the photographs. His nose and certain areas of his face had acquired a rosy hue due to the unforgiving weather conditions.

Your heart raced as you struggled to free yourself from his grasp. His strength was unbelievable, and you started to panic. The hallway echoed with your loud, muffled screams before someone charged around the corner, surprising you with a dramatic rescue.

It was a moment of intense adrenaline and fear, but your rescuer's arrival brought a sense of relief and safety that washed over you like a wave.

"Lino, Stop it! She's our neighbor!" He growled fiercely, his voice echoing through the corridor. He snatched you away from Lino, his eyes filled with anger . As he turned to you quickly, he felt your trembling body hyperventilating on his back. The fear in your eyes was palpable, and he knew you were about to faint. He stood there, his body tense.

"Oi..oi!" His voice boomed in your ears, causing you to snap out of your dazed state, and you took note of his worried expression as he looked you over. "Listen, listen…" You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you tried to steady yourself, but the warm, sweet aroma that filled your nostrils helped to ground you. "Breathe for me. Can you breathe for me, miss?" You did as he instructed, focusing on your breaths as you looked into his puffy, chocolate-colored eyes. It was as if time stood still as his large hand gently stroked your head. "You okay, sweetheart?"

"I can help with her," Binnie said,placing his hand on his father's shoulder. "Felix is already getting the blanket and Hannie is getting water. "

Lay down?!..."Oh no, no! I assure you, I'm perfectly fine." You attempted to rise, but your legs betrayed you, forcing the man to bear your weight in his sturdy embrace.

Lino’s scoffing earned him a scowl from his father. “Oh come on, Chan, She’s faking for sympathy-”

In an instant, a wolf burst through the door, its transformation into a naked man leaving you stunned and vulnerable.

"Appa! Appa!!" The young man cried out. "I rushed here as fast as I could." He stood defiantly, his hands firmly planted on his hips. “ You’re scent smelled like shi-“

Gasping for air, you crumbled into Chan's embrace, your legs trembling with each passing second.

"Hannie! Get water! Water!" Chan's voice trembled with fear, as it seemed like he was on the verge of losing you.

Han settled on your right side, handling the glass to Chan before fanning you with one of Hyunjin's fan.

"YAH! There's a lady here!!" Binnie shouted, blocking Jeongin body with a blanket.

With a gentle touch, Han lifted you up and carried you to a more comfortable place on the couch. He propped your legs up on his lap and spoke softly. "Rest here with me,honey." His accent was distinctly English, unlike his father's Australian lilt. Though you knew you should correct him for using such familiar terms, you felt too weary to protest. A serene warmth washed over you as you drifted into unconsciousness.

Soft tickles brushing your cheek caused you stir and you fluttered your eyes open to find the father sleeping with his arms against his chest and his shoulders relaxed as snored away on the floor by the couch.

You slowly sat up but hesitanted after slightly smelling the aroma coming off of him. You found yourself leaning closer to his shoulder. Honey? Brown sugar. It's definitely honey.. Whatever it was it puzzled you , your body felt...safe and warm..even bold enough to inch closer eyeing his beefy hairy arms and.....honestly pretty side view.

With audacious courage, you dared to caress his cheek, defying all expectations and embracing the thrill of the moment.

Without realizing it, your gentle touch glided across his face, as if it was meant to be, and his head found solace in the cradle of your hand. A surge of emotions overwhelmed you as he peacefully slumbered, his snores echoing in the silence.

You melt as the sudden rush of euphoria come in the form of a sweet musk you sat up beside him gently not to interupt his slumber.

You were careful of your leg close to his arm; You took note of a crimson string laced around his bicep. You eyed the lace and you wouldn't believe it if you didn't see it but the lace latches itself around your ankle.

You let out a piercing scream, thrashing your feet in a frenzy, jolting the slumbering father awake. Despite his grogginess, he swiftly caught you just in time, preventing you from crashing onto the cold, hard floor. "What the heck? What's going on? Are ya alright?!" His eyes darted around the room, scanning every corner, ready to defend you from any unseen threat.

“ I-I have to get home.” The sweet scent of his musk intensified as he grinned, his dimples causing my heart to flutter. But something felt off...really off. I grabbed his bicep, trying to push him away, but I could sense his resistance. "Excuse me...I need to-"

"OF COURSE! Of course.." Chan's voice was shaky as his hands. Calm down calm down what the fuck is happening here?

The abrupt chill from the absence of his body warmth nearly earned a small whimper out of you but you cleared your throat to cover it.

In the couple of inches, Chan moved; you took a moment to let your eyes lingering around his beautiful features. Kiss him ♡ He'll take good of us. Just look at those biceps and sweet smile. ♡♡ Your eyes widen. What the heck are you thinking?! He's a stranger.

[kaciidubs]

AYWAYS. On a scale from 1-10 how easily could kitty felix cum from playing woth his tail or hos ears?

OOOHOHOHOHOH, WHAT A QUESTION!!!!

❣ Pairing; Kitty Shifter! Felix x Reader ❣ ❣ Warnings; slight Dom! Reader, coming untouched, slight overstimulation, kitty Lix is a mess for you ❣

Kitty Felix is a sensitive little bean, if you so as run your hands through his hair in a passive motion, he's rubbing his head against your hand begging for more, his tail swaying eagerly.

So, when you decide to test just how sensitive he gets, it's no surprise that after a minute of massaging your fingers at the base of his ears, he's a pouty mess; mewling and pleading for you to touch him everywhere else.

Everywhere else must have included his lower back, the area where his tail was - the part of his body that interested you the most - because that's where your right hand decides to go.

Having him seated on your lap was a perfect decision because it gave you a front row seat to the best sight in the world; Felix dressed in only an oversized t-shirt, bunched at his hips and exposing his leaking dick - twitching and begging to be put to use.

The instant he felt your touch at the base of his spine he nearly fell backwards from the way his back arched, your firm hold keeping him steady despite the way he shook.

"P-Please! Why- It's so- I-" He swallowed thickly, nearly choking on hos own spit, "I-I'm gonna- I can't-"

His hips bucked into the air, his cock throbbing as a steady stream of precum drooled from his untouched tip, staining your pants.

Your fingertips danced around the fine hairs at the base of his tail, while your left hand continued to rub his soft ears - and when your fingers accidentally pinched the base his world stopped, a high, broken moan shooting from his mouth.

His body jerked as streaks of cum shot from his dick in seemingly endless webs, landing on your shirt and the space between you; his choked breaths melting into sobs of relief.

You moved your hands to his waist, gently cooing words of praise while he came down from his high, "Good boy, breathe for me kitty, deep breaths - did such a good job for me, kitten, such a good job."

After a minute, he was calm enough to open his eyes, glossy with unshed tears yet shining with raw adoration and love.

"I told you, you could come just from me touching you, pretty." You hummed with a smile, bringing a hand up to cup his freckled cheek.

"Y-Yeah," he pouted, leaning into your touch, "but I like being i-inside you, better."

Mirroring his pout cutely, you nod in understanding, "Okay kitten - let me treat you for letting me do this, then, okay?"

So uh, to answer your question? 10 - but poor baby would rather feel you wrapped around him in some sense!

[therhythmafterthesummer]

A Helping Hand (M) ~Seungmin

Pairing: LabHybrid!Seungmin x GN!Reader Themes: Smut | Fluff | Best Friends to Lovers | Roommates to Lovers Word Count: ~4k | AO3 Synopsis: After one too many shots of vodka, your best friend confided in you a little problem he’d been dealing with for a couple of months now. Tipsy-you figured that you were more than suitable to give him a helping hand. Warnings: mentions of alcohol consumption · overall hybrid shenanigans · Seungmin has a dirty mouth · pet names · Smut (warnings under the cut). let me know if i missed any💜

Author’s Note: can’t believe my first ever published Seungmin fic is a hybrid au lmao. got a weird boost of inspiration for this after seeing @starlostseungmin talking about it, so here it is ! Special thanks to @notastraykid for giving her very valuable input to improve the first draft, as well as @comet-falls for letting me know it didn’t suck skjdfhsdkjf

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for an adult audience only. Minors please do not interact.

Smut Warnings: this is, as usual, some monsterfuckery · handjobs · praising · breeding kink (kind of) · hybrid anatomy (knot) · copious amounts of fluids. again, let me know if i missed any

Disclaimer: the story represented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

“You–You don’t have to do this, serious–Oh, God…”

You swallowed, focusing on your best friend’s face. Focusing a bit too much on the vein that popped on his neck when he threw his head back, on how pretty his eyelashes looked when his eyes fluttered shut, on those pouty lips of his you totally didn’t wish you could have on yours… All while trying to ignore what you had between your hands, all while trying to ignore the obscene, squelching sounds their continuous movement produced…

“I said I’d help you, didn’t I, Seungmin?”

Seungmin inhaled deeply. His ears twitched, his tail seemed to have a life of its own, it had started thumping against the headboard of the bed the moment he’d sat down and you’d taken a hold of him.

After opening his eyes again, Seungmin looked at your face, and you saw his Adam’s apple bob when he swallowed. “You did”.

“And I always keep my word, don’t I?” You twisted your wrists, never stopping the motions of your hands.

Seungmin sighed, and some of the tension in his shoulders seemed to evaporate with the motion. “You do…”

A spark of doubt flared in your mind, large enough it was impossible to ignore. Your hands stopped, and the tiniest whine left Seungmin’s mouth. “Unless you… Are you feeling uncomfortable? I can– I can stop”.

Seungmin’s hands flew to your wrists, preventing you from pulling away completely. “No. No, no, please, don’t… I… Fuck, I really want this. I really, really need this”.

You would’ve never expected the afternoon to take you here… To your best friend’s bedroom, to him sitting on his bed, with his back against the headboard, and with his legs spread. You would’ve never expected to have his cock in your hands, barely even out of his lounge shorts. In your mind, this had never been a real, genuine possibility. Yet here you were.

How long had it been since you realised you had a crush on your best friend? Too long, probably. It might’ve been a bit embarrassing, but you truly couldn’t even remember a time when you weren’t pining over him, a time when you weren’t thinking how it would be like to be with him physically, intimately…

Although, to be fair, this situation was far more sterile than all those fantasies you’d allowed your mind to wander into only in the wee hours of the night. It wasn’t as if Seungmin had confessed his feelings for you, or you to him. It was more like… like you were giving your friend a hand–literally and figuratively.

Seungmin was a hybrid. A black labrador hybrid, to be exact. He’d been your best friend since you were a kid, when the school you attended finally started allowing hybrids as students. You could still remember the first day you saw him, standing in a corner by the lockers. You’d approached him, mostly because your mother had taught you that hybrids must be treated well, just like you’d treat anyone else.

He was a shy boy, totally out of character for a lab hybrid, but the more you got to know him, the more he warmed up to you, the more you started to see that bright personality of his. As soon as he’d deemed you trustworthy, it was almost like that shyness had never been there in the first place.

He started to come over to your place to hang out or do homework, to open up about his life, and even to show more of his mischievous side. He’d call you everything from dumb dumb, to human kiddo, to little human, just because he could. But it was fine.

Even if at the beginning it annoyed you that he simply wouldn’t call you by your name, it eventually became such a Seungmin thing to do, you just couldn’t find it in you to be mad at him when his eyes sparkled so brightly whenever he used his little nicknames for you.

Seungmin was chaotic, he was funny, and he was the most loyal friend you’d ever had. He’d been with you through thick and thin. Every broken friendship and relationship, he was always there to console you, to hold your hand and tell you it was going to be alright. He was always there for you, without fail. He’d always joke around and say it was one of his lab traits, but you knew better.

Whether he was a hybrid or not, you knew Seungmin would still be the same Seungmin.

Your Seungmin.

A couple of years ago, you finally got to move out of your parents’ house. It was only natural that you ended up renting a place with your best friend, considering he, too, wanted to move out, and he didn’t particularly enjoy the thought of living with strangers.

Decades had passed since hybrids were integrated into human society. They finally had rights, they were treated as people and not some pet you bought from a store–no disrespect to pets, they had their rights, too. But pets weren’t people. Hybrids, on the other hand, were.

Hybrids had free will, they could reason like humans could, and they certainly deserved to be treated as equals. These were the values that you’d been taught as you grew up, and it was something you believed in still to this day.

Regardless, hybrids still had their animal urges and needs, which Seungmin seemed to have been struggling with for a couple of months now.

The confession happened last night, while you both threw a tennis ball back and forth at each other, after one too many shots of vodka–to be more precise, it’d been three. Three shots of vodka only. 

Alcohol wasn’t deadly toxic to Seungmin like it was to other hybrids, but his body certainly couldn’t digest it very well, which usually manifested not only in the flush that spread all over his face, but also by shutting down every single one of his filters. ‘I haven’t been able to come in two fucking months. Two months! I feel like I’m dying, dude. I just need to blow’.

You’d asked him how that was even possible, how he had not managed to bring himself to orgasm in two months, considering you knew he was a person with a moderate sex drive–based on the amount of times you had to stay in your shared flat while he had company over… His answer was a very graceful ‘The fuck if i know… Nothing works, my dearest little human. Porn doesn’t work. Literature doesn’t work. And my imagination clearly doesn’t work, either’.

He looked genuinely distressed about it, especially when he sighed, and his tone lowered. ‘I’ve been checking forums online… Going anonymous to ask strangers, specifically other hybrids, but most of them said that I needed to find the root cause, that something in my environment could be affecting my physical performance, but it’s… It’s really frustrating, because I genuinely have no idea what’s going on’.

‘Have you tried, I don’t know, getting laid?’ was what your tipsy self asked. You wouldn’t have asked that question fully sober for sure. You really didn’t want to know if Seungmin was out there getting laid these days. It had been a little over a year since you had seen him date anyone, and the thought of him dating someone now, admittedly, made you jealous. Which was potentially very stupid on your part considering you were just friends. The best of friends. Only friends.

‘Nah. Can you imagine if I’m with someone and I can’t fucking come? Distress… Besides, I don’t want to just… You know, do it with a random person. People are kinda… ew’. You could understand completely why he wouldn’t want to go out and hook up with a stranger. After all, some people still saw hybrids as sex slaves, or they were heavily fetishised, so it wasn’t exactly safe to partake in one night stands for him. 

Besides, your best friend was not one for hookups and one night stands in the first place. He had trust issues, especially with humans, so you could definitely understand his predicament. 

‘What if it’s someone you know?’ You threw the ball back at him just as you’d boldly asked the question, because spirits always made you voice things sober you would never have the guts to say.

Seungmin caught the ball and scoffed, completely sure that no one he knew would want to be that intimate with him, and not think ill of him if he didn’t manage to perform. 

But you had to open your big mouth again, very confidently telling him ‘And what about me? I can do it’.

The ball suddenly fell from Seungmin’s hand, landing on the floor and rolling under the coffee table. His eyes followed the movement like a hawk–or, maybe it’d be more accurate to say like a dog. He stretched his body a bit out of the sofa, not even bothering to stand up fully, trying to get the ball while he chuckled, maybe a bit nervously.

Seungmin genuinely thought you were joking for a second. That was exactly what he’d told you, but then he saw how serious you were about it, and, after a few minutes of silence, he simply said that you should have this conversation sober.

Which you did.

Which took you right here, right into his room, with his painfully hard cock in your hands.

Seungmin knew you wouldn’t judge him if he couldn’t come. He trusted you enough to be vulnerable with you in more ways than one, to tell you what he needed or wanted, so you would gladly help him–the fact that you had a major crush on him made you feel a bit self-conscious, you’d admit… Like you were taking advantage of the situation to touch him this intimately. But you had already offered it, and he had already accepted it, so you just didn’t feel like backing down on your word.

“Tighten your grip a bit more”, Seungmin mumbled, and once again he threw his head back when you did as asked and continued working his cock. “Fuck, yeah. That’s it…”

You were starting to heat up yourself. Especially whenever he spoke like that, with the tone of his voice as low as it was. Seungmin was one to swear a lot, very openly, but in this context, it certainly felt… filthier. And it affected you. Maybe embarrassingly so…

You couldn’t help but swear under your breath when your eyes drifted from his face to his length. How could you not look? When he was there, letting you touch him…

Clear fluid leaked from his tip, dripping all over your fingers and aiding your movement, intensifying those sinful wet sounds that resonated in your ears with each stroke. You knew his specific breed tended to produce more fluids than a human would, he’d told you this before in passing, but you had honestly not expected it to be this much.

Seungmin didn’t seem fazed at his slick soiling his clothes. On the contrary, it seemed like he didn’t even care at all.

“Like what you see?”

Your head snapped upwards to meet his eyes, and you immediately felt heat rush to your cheeks. 

“I’m sorry, I’m trying really hard not to look, but…” You suddenly felt small under his gaze, even if your hands didn’t stop. His eyes were so dark, staring right into yours so intensely the hairs at your nape stood on end.

Seungmin always tried not to look people in the eyes, ‘It activates this primal instinct in me, it’s a bit annoying sometimes, to be honest. I only make eye contact when… when I… Well, you know…’ He’d said once, very vaguely, but even back then, you understood. 

He didn’t need to tell you in which situation he enjoyed eye contact. Whenever you looked him in the eyes, you always felt trapped under his gaze, like you wanted to submit. And, somehow, it also woke the butterflies in your belly. Right now, that feeling seemed to have heightened tenfold.

“You’re trying not to look, but…?” Seungmin licked his lips, reaching forward to take a hold of your forearm. Not to stop you, but simply to drag his thumb over your skin in soothing motions.

“But…” You swallowed. You figured now was as good a time as any to let the thoughts out of your head, otherwise they would haunt you forever. “You’re so big”.

Seungmin giggled, a sound that he hardly ever let anyone outside of his close friend group hear, the flush on his face deepened, and his eyes crinkled at the corners. Adorable, even in this context… “You think I’m big?”

“Haven’t touched someone this big ever”, your pace was still slow, but you made sure to stroke as much of him as you could, as tight as he had asked you to. It wasn’t like he was crazy big, he wasn’t particularly long, but he was just… girthy. Girthier than you had ever seen in your pathetic excuse for a love life. “Not only that, but… It’s just… pretty”.

At that, Seungmin looked genuinely incredulous. “Pretty?”

“Mm… pretty”.

He was going to speak, but before he could, your movements sped up, and the whine that left his mouth as soon as you did had your insides instantly firing up. It was a completely involuntary reaction, how could your body not react when the sounds coming out of his mouth were this sinful? When the almost canine whines stirred the butterflies flying freely in your belly?

“Oh, fuck… That’s it, baby, just like that, shit…”

You didn’t even acknowledge the pet name that just escaped his lips. You were convinced it was a heat of the moment thing, so you swallowed that saliva that had suddenly pooled in your mouth, and continued to focus on your motions. 

With both of your hands, you went from the base to the head a few times, until you settled one of your hands at the base and the other at the tip. You had heard that the base of a canine hybrid’s cock was sensitive, not as much as the head, but much more than a human’s would be, and Seungmin’s wagging tail and content sighs proved that to be true.

You made sure to pull the foreskin with you when you pumped his head, and your eyes naturally drifted to the sight again. Pretty, indeed…

“You’re so fucking good at this, fuck…” Seungmin’s head was tilted back against the headboard, but he was still looking at you through his lashes. His chest rose and fell with his laboured breathing, he was essentially panting, his tongue poked out from between his lips, and the movement of his thumb on your forearm had long since stopped. He was now just gripping your arm, lightly digging his fingers on your skin.

“You think so?” You couldn’t help but ask.

Maybe it was a bit selfish, but you definitely wanted to hear more of his praise. It fed a pool of arousal in the pit of your stomach that you just knew you’d have to deal with as soon as you were on your own and away from his prying eyes…

“Fuck, yeah… You’re so good to me, so…” His words trailed off, stopped when he swallowed thickly. 

You wanted him to continue what he was going to say, you almost asked him to, but before you could, he spoke again–with an edge of desperation in his voice that almost made you faint.

“Squeeze a bit harder at the base”, so you did, twisting your wrist as you went up and down, and the loud moan that fell from his mouth made you dizzy with need. “That’s it, keep doing that, fuck…”

You worked his cock for a while, all as words of appreciation continued to fly past his lips, all as his slick kept dripping all over your fingers, as he directed more pet names your way. Until something started to feel different…

“Oh, oh, fuck… Fuck, shit, don’t stop, baby, please, don’t…”

You wouldn’t have dared stop, not when your fingers suddenly weren’t able to touch where you held him. You kept the motions on the head of his cock, but the base seemed to be swelling under your grasp, loosening it a bit.

“No, no, don’t stop there. Squeeze it. Keep touching it, pup”, Seungmin pleaded, tightening his grip on your arm while small whines escaped his throat, almost drowned by the sound of his tail thumping against the headboard.

“Oh, my God…” You knew hybrids were anatomically different to humans, but you had never really considered just how much they could be, so it really took you by surprise.

You were experiencing one of Seungmin’s hybrid attributes first hand. There, at the base of his cock, a knot was quickly swelling, and you would’ve never expected how much the sight and feel of it could affect you. Your mind raced, suddenly curious as to how it would feel like if he were pushing his cock into your warmth, how he would stretch you out to your absolute limits…

Seungmin might’ve been the hybrid here, but you were certainly salivating at the feel of his swollen knot in your hands.

Tightening your grip around his knot, you started massaging it, just as you pumped his head faster, coaxing a string of groans and moans and swears to come out of Seungmin’s mouth.

“Your hands… They’re so soft, so… perfect. That’s perfect, pup, you’re doing so fucking well”.

Seungmin was talking to you like you weren’t the one working him up. It would’ve amused you, had it not been feeding the fire that was burning bright deep within yourself.

You could feel your underwear sticking to your skin, drenched in your own fluids because of Seungmin, and the sounds he was making, and his heavy cock under your hands, and that fucking knot of his…

“Seungmin… Shit, you… This…” Being honest, you were speechless. 

“What? Huh?” Seungmin finally let go of your arm, instead he cupped your cheek, making you look at him, just as he started to thrust up into your fists. “I know what you want to tell me. Or, at least, I think I do, fuck… I can hear how fast your heart is beating, pup. I can smell it all, you know? I wanna know what you’re thinking. Tell me”.

You licked your lips, staring into his eyes. You were sure your face couldn’t be any warmer, yet the heat seemed to spread further the longer you looked at him, the faster you moved your hands and he thrusted into your grip.

“I’m… Fuck, I can’t help but think how it would feel like inside me, stretching me open…”

“Oh, shit–” Seungmin threw his head back. His tail thrashed against the headboard, and his ears were twitching nonstop. “I can–Fuck, baby, I can give it to you. Whatever you want, just say it and I’ll give it to you”.

With your lower lip trapped between your teeth, you took in a deep breath, almost shivering when Seungmin pulled his shirt up to reveal his torso just as he mumbled the most desperate “Close, so fucking close, puppy. Don’t you dare fucking stop. Tell me–tell me more…”

“I want… want your knot… I want you, Seungmin. So much, so, so much. Need you”, you emphasised each statement with a tighter squeeze to the swollen base of his length.

“Oh, fuck!”

With a few more thrusts of his hips, and a few more twists of your wrists, Seungmin gave you a quick warning, only for your name to fly past his lips, and explode seconds after. Thick ropes of cum spurted from the tip of his cock, painting his torso in the creamy substance and dripping all over your hands. It was so much cum, more than you had ever seen anyone ever produce.

The sounds coming out of his mouth were absolutely pornographic, they entered your ears and shot straight to your aching, needy insides. Needy for Seungmin, for his knot, and his everything.

You kept working his cock, pumping the tip to make sure every drop of his cum came out, squeezing and stroking his knot through it all. Until Seungmin’s body slumped against the headboard.

The movement of your hands stopped, but you didn’t remove them. The sight was straight out of a wet dream, his torso, his shirt, his shorts, your hands, everything was covered in cum, and you suddenly had the urge to taste it. But you begrudgingly resisted that urge, this was probably not the moment for that.

When you finally looked away from the mess, your eyes found Seungmin’s. His chest rose and fell with his ragged breaths, his lips were slightly parted as he gasped for air, and he was looking so deeply into your eyes you simply couldn’t look away.

You weren’t sure who moved first, maybe it was you, or maybe it was him… Or maybe, it had been both.

Before you knew it, Seungmin’s soft, moist lips were on yours, kissing you like a starved man. And you retaliated, of course. You kissed him with the same enthusiasm he had, licking his bottom lip to get your tongue inside his mouth, and very quickly, you started to feel lightheaded.

Kissing Seungmin was better than you could’ve ever imagined. Hearing him and seeing him come was a transcendental experience, and you were sure that your brain chemistry had just been altered forever. How could you ever go back to anyone else after this?

The kiss was messy, sloppy, tongues intertwining and teeth sinking on soft skin, producing wet noises all around. You would’ve honestly loved to stay there forever, kissing him, with his length in your hands and his cum all over your fingers. Unfortunately, though, you needed to breathe, so you finally disconnected your lips from his, and took a deep breath.

Seungmin looked into your eyes, and you looked right back. They were still dark, still alluring, but there was something else, something softer… Maybe more vulnerable. The stare-off lasted for a few moments, a few moments spent in silence, until you both broke into a fit of laughter.

Seungmin was practically glowing, he looked possibly the most handsome you’d ever seen him. Even when he was covering the lower part of his face with his hand while he laughed, trying to hide that pretty smile of his after years and years of insecurities produced by the now long since removed braces on his teeth, you still found him incredibly handsome and adorable.

“I take it you enjoyed it? You must have. Look at this mess you made”, there was a teasing smile on your lips, but the truth was, you genuinely wanted to know. 

“As much as you enjoyed, it seems”, Seungmin scoffed, and he gestured between your bodies, where you were still holding his cock. He was still just as hard as he was before he came. 

“You’re still hard?” You couldn’t hide the surprise in your voice, nor the way your eyes widened at the sight, and it made Seungmin smirk immediately. 

“Baby, I’m a dog. My cock thinks it should be inside someone right now, keeping all my cum contained with my knot. Of course I’m still hard, it wants to breed”.

“To… to breed?” Your voice was airy, shaky, suddenly unable to contain the feeling of pure arousal you felt coursing through your veins.

“Mm… to breed”, Seungmin repeated, and he bit his lip when you started to gently squeeze and caress his knot.

He detached himself from the headboard just enough so he could pull his shirt off. After a few moments of silence, he spoke again. His gaze softened further, and he brought his hands to your cheeks so he could softly caress the skin with his thumbs. “Thank you. Fuck, I'm so grateful right now. That felt so good”.

“Oh, please… It was my pleasure”, you chuckled, finally letting go of the head of his cock so both of your hands could focus on giving attention to his knot, hopefully helping relieve any possible discomfort he might be feeling since it was out in the open, unable to fulfil its purpose. 

The motions clearly made Seungmin’s blush deepen. He looked at you for a few bated breaths, and before you could even understand what was happening, you were on your back, gasping in surprise. 

Taking his discarded shirt, Seungmin knelt on the bed, right between your legs, and he cleaned your hands, as well as his torso of as much of his cum as he could. 

“Your pleasure, pretty human, hasn’t even started yet. Let me make you feel as good as you just made me feel”.

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[helplesslyblue77]

You Can't Deny(That Beast Inside)

Genre: Smut, minors dni

Pairing: Hybrid!Felix x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Hybrid!Felix is a golden retriever, Friends to Lovers, heat - Freeform, Breeding Kink, Mentions of pups and all the usual stuff that comes(haha get it lol) with a hybrid au, Dirty Talk, hints of Sub!Felix but its mostly Dom!Felix. He gets a little posessive and crazy but we love it

Notes:

bro i love hybrid au's. they weren't something id ever seen out of the kpop fandom, and ive been in a LOT of fandoms. i wonder why thier so specific to kpop

Felix, your best friend of ten years, your lovable Golden Retriever Hybrid who always smiles and makes time for you no matter what, your crush of so many years is avoiding you. It hurts your heart to admit it but it has to be true.

It started three days ago, when you texted him, asking him to come over for your weekly movie night. You received this in response:

“I'm sorry, I can't make it this week.”

He had never, ever skipped out on your weekly movie night.

You had asked if he was ok, and he had told you he was fine, just a little sick. 

“Can I come over to help?”

You'd texted and promptly been shut down, rather harshly in your opinion. Fine, whatever. 

Ok, so maybe Felix was sick and just didn't want to get you sick as well. You believed that until you saw him at the grocery store, perfectly fine. You marched over to him, intent on giving him a piece of your mind, but to your surprise, he had practically run away from you. Without so much as a greeting. 

So you called Chan. 

“Is Felix avoiding me?”

He coughed and stuttered out. “N-no of course not, why would you think that?”

Chan was a horrible liar. 

“He ran away from me at the grocery store, and he won't answer my texts or calls.”

“He's just sick. It's not too bad, he just doesn't want to get you sick.”

You frowned, “If it's that bad, I should go over there—”

Chan interrupted you.

“No wait, he told us not to let you—”

“WHAT?”

“Wait name don't—”

That infuriated you beyond belief, so he was avoiding you huh?

You hung up, intent on giving him a piece of your mind. 

Too bad for him, you knew his address. So you collected yourself and stormed over there, opening the door with the spare key hidden under the rocks by the porch. The house was silent when you entered, storming down the dark hallway you slammed on the lights, shouting at the top of your lungs. 

“LEE FELIX.”

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Felix felt bad about ignoring you, every minute apart from you tore at his heart, and your sad face as he had all but run away from you at the grocery store haunted him every moment.

But it was for the best. He couldn't be around you when his heat was approaching, it wasn't safe for you. He felt tense as if any minute he could jump on you and take you, with or without your permission and he would rather die than ever mess up your friendship, even if he wanted you, had wanted you for years now. 

Felix had resigned himself to being permanently stuck in the friend zone years ago, and yet he still hoped that one day, you would reciprocate his deep feelings for you, but he knew it was just wishful thinking. 

It had started years ago, these urges, and every heat since then Felix had barred alone, accompanied by only thoughts of you. It was dangerous to be near you when he was so close to his heat, your scent tempted him constantly, the pretty sundresses you wore exposed the crotch of your panties when you bent down, and Felix had to do his best not to take you over the kitchen table, in front of all of his friends.

Even if he knew they would enjoy it(Probably a little too much for their own good.)his sense of possessiveness couldn't let the other see you like that.

But it had been worse lately. You had been babysitting your younger cousin, a baby of only two and Felix had watched in agony as you practically glowed with the baby. He couldn’t help imagining the child was yours and the hybrid side of him longed to put his pups into you.

He knew you would look so good all swollen with his pups, and that was when Felix realized his heat was approaching and he needed to get away from you before he did something potentially disastrous. So he had locked himself in his room, in constant agony and accompanied only by his vivid fantasies of you.

So when he heard your pretty voice, shouting his name at first he thought it was just his fantasies. 

But the longer he listened, the more wrong it sounded. First of all, the tone was all wrong, you sounded furious and it was acconpanied by a loud slamming sound.

And then he smelled you, you're scent too fresh to belong to the small heap of your clothes he had been desperately sniffing. And then his kitchen door slammed and Felix realized you were here. In his house. Less than a wall was separating the two of you. Felix almost came right then and there, your scent overwhelming him as he humped desperately into the mattress, still fully clothed. 

You were stomping around his house, shouting his name and Felix hurriedly pulled himself out of his fantasies and bit his hand so hard it started to bleed.

The sharp burst of pain cleared his hand for a moment and he hurriedly stood up, trying and failing to hide the bulge in his pants, before giving up and taking a deep breath, exiting his bedroom.

You were furious, he could tell as you laid eyes on him, marching right up and planting a finger in his chest. Felix held his breath desperately trying not to lose it as you yelled at him. 

“Lee Felix, how dare you ignore me, your not sick—”

You were still yelling but all Felix could focus on was your pretty face, you looked so radiant when you were mad, and Felix would gladly get on his knees and worship you, let you step on his hard cock with your pretty feet or maybe you would slap him, and call him a pervert. He could be your good boy, he could do that. Or if you wanted he could beg you to sit on his face, he would gladly suffocate in your pussy.

That would feel like heaven.

Or maybe if he begged for it enough you would let him fill your pussy with cum, pumping his pups into you until you were nice and round and full, and—

“Felix! Are you even listening to me?”

Felix could help it, he let out a whimper. You frowned, finally taking in his flushed cheeks, his sweaty hair plastered to his forehead, his wrinkled clothes and most telling of all, the large bulge tenting the front of his gray sweatpants. Your eyes widened, and you stepped back hurriedly. Felix followed you, trying to be as close as possible to you, even if he knew he couldn't have you. You frowned, your back hitting the wall, and parted your pretty lips, asking him a question. 

“Felix? Are you in Heat?”

Felix pressed against you, and buried his face in your neck, breathing in your scent in large gulps, trying his best to memorize it before you ran out of the house in disgust.

You shivered a little and Felix groaned as he smelt the sweet smell of arousal emanating from between your thighs. The strings holding his sanity were thin, too close to snapping as you thrashed against him, rubbing your thighs together. You shuddered and ground out a question. 

“Felix? Do you need help? I can get someone—”

“No…”

He moaned out, his voice rough and deep and you whimpered. “Only want you, please…”

His tale swished back and forth, the soft yellow fur catching on your leg and you moaned as his pretty hands gripped your thighs desperately. “You…want me?”

The question came out haltingly, your brain muddled and overcome with arousal. 

Felix nodded against your neck. “Only wanted you, always. I love you.”

You gasped at the admission, your heart full, even as your empty pussy pulsed.

Felix whined against you, the scent of arousal driving him nearly insane. He was about to tell you to leave, you needed to leave before he lost it and fucked you against the wall, but then you grabbed him by the collar, dragging him into his room and shoving him onto the bed. 

“I love you too, Felix.”

He whimpered as you pulled off your shirt and skirt, your panties and bra hitting the floor. He made quick work of his clothes, and you stared greedily at his cock, gulping. 

You realized that Hybrids had, um, bigger dicks than humans, but you had never realized how truly big he was. Just the sight of it made your mouth water desperately, and another time you would have loved to have your mouth on it but right now, you just wanted it inside you, spearing your insides and rendering you nearly dumb.

You could tell Felix wanted the same, even as he waited patiently for you, you could see his impatience in how his hands gripped the sheets, ripping holes and he desperately held himself back, trying to not look too desperate. His tail was wagging back and forth, at an embarrassing rate and all he could see was you. He couldn't believe this was even happening.

After years and years of deserted hopes and dreams of you, he tried to hold on to as he woke to a cold empty bed, you were finally his, not Chans, not Jisung's, his mate.

Felix could smell your arousal scenting the air, and the sight of your naked body was just too much for him. He was about two seconds from just jumping on you and taking you against the floor but thankfully, you ceased his torture and moved on top of him gracefully, lining your entrance up with his tip. 

You were tempted to tease him, he looked too cute with that desperate look in his eyes, his cheeks flushed and his chest heaving up and down with the effort of restraining himself, but you didn't know if you would last, your arousal driving you nearly insane with want. So you spared him, easing down slowly on his cock, taking him one inch at a time. 

He was big, and the stretch was slightly painful but the pain only served to turn you on more, and when you looked down, and saw that only half of him was inside of you, you felt yourself tighten around him. Felix knotted his hands tighter in the blankets, letting you take your time. You felt so good, so tight, the hot walls of your pussy fluttering around him and your pretty moans filling the air.

Felix still half believed this was a dream. 

It took a lot of time, but finally, he was fully inside of you. You felt stuffed, unbelievably full as he pulsed inside of you, and you nearly came there and then as you looked down, noticing the bulge denting your stomach.

Felix was almost gone by now, his hybrid side so close to taking over and all he could think about was fucking you full of his pups, filling his precious mate up completely, and fucking you until you were moaning and screaming dumbly on his cock. 

Before he was completely gone, he made sure to grip your face, turning your eyes to his own. 

“Can I let go?” 

You shuddered, and leaned in, kissing him gently. “Yes, Felix. I'm yours.”

And with those words he was gone.

He lunged forward, gripping you close to him and he pounded your pussy desperately, moans and whimpers filling the air and mixing with your own. He set a ruthless pace, his thick cock felt like it was rearranging your internal organs with each thrust and you didn't think you would ever be able to go back. He had quite literally ruined you for another man. 

“Your mine, m-my mate. The others cant have you.”

At the mention of the others, you almost stopped him, but his words were slurred and desperate, and his possessive nature turned you on. You could almost feel your thoughts slipping away like he was fucking them out of you. 

“Oh Felix, y-yes I'm y-yours…” you interrupted yourself with a loud moan as Felix picked up his thrusts, humping into you with wild abandon. 

This desperate, possessive side of your Felix, who was always sunshine and smiles was new to you. It turned you on beyond belief. You could feel your high coming, feel the tense knot in your groin as Felix fucked you closer and closer to completion. You could feel his thrusts stutter as well.

You tried to warn him. “Felix, ‘m c-coming!”

He mumbled out more nonsense, interspersed with desperate moans as he sucked possessive hickeys into your neck. 

“Make sure the o-others know your mine…fill you up with my c-cum, breed my pretty mate full of my pups…”

His hand makes its way to your clit and you scream, fingernails leaving large scratches on his back. 

His thrusts turn sloppy and he ruts into you desperately, his moans mixing with yours. 

“So pretty, always been so p-pretty, and n-now you're mine.”

You whimper, gripping his shoulders tightly. Your high crashes over you, and you clench around Felix's cock, he stutters, shoving inside you one more time, and moans as he cums. You feel his knot swell inside you, locking his cock inside you as he cums and the extra stretch makes you orgasm a second time, clenching around Felix as he lets out an especially raspy grunt. 

He seems to cum and cum, his hand making its way down to your clit, and he rubs circles into it, prolonging your orgasm. You pull him down, sealing your lips as his cum pumps into your stomach. The kiss is all teeth and tongue and as your orgasm finally dies down, Felix’s still hard cock lodged in your stomach you feel beyond exhausted. Felix collapses on top of you, kissing your neck.

He hugs you fondly, his voice almost shy as he asks you, “Be my girlfriend?”

You giggle a little, how is this the same man who fucked you ruthlessly into the bed and still has his cock lodged inside you. You can tell he's pouting against your neck so you put him out of his misery, wrapping your arms around his naked back. “Oh course Felix.”

His cock is still hard inside of you, and you can feel yourself clench around him. He sounds almost cocky as he teases you. “Are you ready for more, Baby?” 

You slap his back. “How long do heats usually last?”

He smirks, pulling away as his hands and planting a chaste kiss on your lips. 

You wiggle, clenching around him. 

“About a week.”

You moan as he flips you around, entering you again from the back even as his cum drips down your thighs, wetting the bed below you. You're in for a long week. 

originally posted on ao3 on 2023-06-04

reposted on ao3 on 2023-06-08

[thefantasyden]

Guarded

Pairing: Chan × AFAB Akita Hybrid Reader

Genre: SMUT, FLUFF

Watnings: Hybrid!Reader, shock collar, muzzle (reader is people aggressive), Guard Hybrid Reader, unprotected sex, biting, dirty talk, angst IF YOU SQUINT, riding.

Word Count: 5396

Synopsis: Chris develops a soft spot for one of the companies security hybrids, breaking every rule along the way.

Hybrids have always been considered a superior choice for security. The second the benefits were noticed, specific lines of canine hybrids were created for the sole purpose of idol protection. Generally, these would be shepherd hybrids or the occasional doberman. You, however, had been an experiment.

An Akita was not a popular choice for a hybrid. The huge fluffy tails often considered to be a distraction and their general distaste for humans made them undesirable for the average house hybrid. JYPE, however, had specifically asked for such a creation.

The company had considered your soft fur and disinterested expression as a skill that made you appear less intimidating to fans, whilst your distrust of strangers and hyper sensitive ears made you a perfect match for their highest earners.

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"This doesn't come off unless you're eating."

The rumbling voice of your boss, an overbearing and obnoxiously muscled human, grates against your eardrums as he breaks the silence of the meeting room you were in, the distinct click of the lock on your black wired muzzle stirring its usual annoyance in your stomach.

You were used to this. Yet a growl still crept from your throat, the collar secured around your neck buzzing in warning, having been enough to cut you off. You'd usually take the harsh shock purely for the satisfaction of sending your chosen expletives his way, but even you had a limit when it was 6am and you'd been poked and prodded by every form of physician to ensure you were up to your assignment.

"Four of the members have their finger prints registered to unlock the muzzle. As always, it's connected to the sensor in your collar. In case of an emergency, it will detect your heart rate and unlock itself."

You yawn, having heard this speech a few hundred times. It's more for the benefit of Bang Chan, who had never had to handle you without your boss before.

"You'll be with them every waking moment for the full 2 weeks. If they're broken off into groups, you're to stay with the younger members. If anyone has a solo schedule, you will stay with them. Do you understand?"

You stare blankly, offering no response until a sharp shock pulses in your neck, your muscles tensing in response, yet offering no other indication of your pain.

"Yes, Sir."

Chris stares at you almost sympathetic, yet cautious. The muzzle was for their protection, too.

You'd been labelled a safety hazard not long after your training had been completed. You didn't care to distinguish between a threat of high societal status or your average safety risk, and you had no hesitation in treating them equally. Truthfully, you'd been labelled as having no sense of morality, despite the inaccuracy of such a term. Your loyalty was to that of whomever you were assigned to, and that was it.

You notice Chris' curious eyes and open your mouth, baring your incredibly sharp canines as you run your tongue over them, taunting him for your own entertainment.

"If it gets too ballsy, just press this button."

Your boss hands Chris the small control for the collar, pointing out which button was which. You could tell by the look on the man's face that he wouldn't have the strength to use it.

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It had been a long demonstration before you'd been sent back to the dorm with the man who chose to ramble facts about himself to you in the back of the car, attempting to fill the silence until the moment you stepped through the door, immediately greeted by 7 other pairs of curious eyes.

"Oh hey, I know you!"

Felix was one of the 2 boys that had never been cautious of you, immediately making his way toward you to stroke your velvety ears in spite of your low growl. You'd spent most of your time accompanying himself and Hyunjin on their solo schedules, so he'd had plenty of time to analyse your body language and felt more than comfortable around you.

"Felix! Don't do that!"

Changbin scolds for the kitchen, and you roll your eyes more at the absurdity of the situation than at him directly. Changbin often enjoyed when you'd join them as you could easily keep up with his workouts and happened to enjoy eating as much as he did. Two wonderfully helpful hybrid traits.

You accept quiet greetings as the group spread into different corners, some heading back up to their own dorms to complete their packing before you left for the airport.

"I'm sorry... about the muzzle..."

Chris' voice is quiet, guilt lacing his words earning a devious smirk as you responded with honey dripping from your words.

"Oh. It's for your safety, really. You look like something I'd want to sink my teeth into."

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Getting through the airport is harder than you'd expect with a hybrid, and you're forced to accept a full body pat down before you're able to comfortably seat yourself behind Felix and Seungmin, Chris settled to your right as you listen to the quiet clicks of his keyboard. Every time you were with them, he had spent every spare second working, and you guessed this would be no different, trying your best to tune out the monotonous tapping as you left for your destination.

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The first 3 days are nothing special. You enjoy shoving people to the side at the airport and the events you accompanied the group to had their own healthy amounts of security, leaving you to float between small groups as the members mingled with their peers. All light work until the fourth day when you'd been assigned to the Sunshine twins and Jeongin. They had a free day and whilst the others had chosen to spend their time working out or otherwise entertaining themselves in their rooms, the three boys you were currently following had chosen to venture out into the city, aware that they had a very poor collective sense of direction.

You're constantly on guard, scanning the area as you walk behind the men. You had hardly noticed, han holding a small bag of chocolate covered pretzels in front of you, waving it enticingly.

"I thought you might like a snack!"

He had chosen quickly to accept Felixs judgement when the blonde expressed his trust in you, and you stare at him in confusion when the tips of his fingers slip into the gap in the bottom of your muzzle, holding the chocolatey treat in front of your mouth.

He laughs a little when your tongue pokes out to tilt the treat into your mouth, seeing you smile slightly for the first time.

"So food is the way to your heart, huh?"

You shake your head, unable to contain a quiet chuckle.

"I wouldn't say that, but it's definitely a good offering."

"Have you actually bitten people?"

Jeongins voice shouts curiously from your left, approaching you with a little more caution than the other two boys, biting into his own snacks as he speaks.

"That wouldn't really make sense, right? Don't you have normal teeth?"

It was almost endearing how little he knew, and as you bared your teeth in his direction, you could see a brief flash of fear run through him.

"I did bite a man once after training. I guess I've never been great at respecting authority?"

You can hear Hans laughter, a quiet 'me too!' Sounding between dramatic gasps. You guessed that was another reason he felt so comfortable with you.

"Don't look so scared." You coo, flashing him a mischievous smile. "I'll only bite you if you ask me to."

You can almost smell his confusion, laughing to yourself as you continue to follow them through the city, guiding them back to the hotel when they inevitably find themselves lost.

Chris is just happy to see them in one piece when they let themselves into his room, eager to show him the pictures they'd taken.

You quietly tend to tidying the cables of his equipment, primarily to ease your own annoyance at the careless pile they were forming, and only slightly due to the concern that if he tripped, it would be your problem.

"Oh wow. This one's really cool. Very dark."

You peek over Chris' shoulder, involuntarily sounding a deep growl when you see the picture Felix had taken of you.

"Delete it."

Chris turns to glare at you, always defensive over the younger boys in spite of any fear he may have held toward you.

"It's not a big deal. Calm down."

It sounds like an order, and your lip twitches into a snarl. The quiet click of the door opening before a sharp shock catches you off guard, pushing you to find stability against the back of the couch.

"Minho, what the fuck?!"

You struggle to regain your focus, turning to face him with a dangerous scowl.

"I heard growling! That's what it's for, isn't it?"

Han is snatching the control from his hand, angrily berating him about how cruel it was and stating that you were allowed to be upset. It made you cringe, somewhat embarrassed by his need to defend you.

"It's fine. He's right."

You straighten yourself as you speak, trying your best to be gentle when you pry the control from the smaller man's hand and hand it back to your new adversary.

"Someone needs to be willing to use it. And you shouldn't be so quick to trust me."

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You've left Chris' room in favour of making your rounds, sure that Changbin would be found in Hyunjins room and pleasantly surprised to see Seungmin in there too, sat neatly on Hyunjins bed and watching Changbin type next to him.

"I'm surprised that you three are the easiest today." You laugh to yourself, earning a warm smile from Changbin who had always had a particular soft spot for you, mostly out of respect. Maybe he found you a little relatable, harbouring his own distrust of strangers that may even rival yours.

"Seungmin had this really cool concept for a song, so we've just been here all day."

You nod in response, failing to stifle a yawn after so long without sleep. Another flaw in hybrid evolution. Your sleep schedule was patchy, always taking a few hours at a time and never a full 6-8 like most humans.

"Did you wanna nap?"

It's Hyunjin this time, and he's up fluffing a pillow on the extra bed beside them.

"Oh, no. I really shouldn't..."

"We'll wake you up if anyone needs anything." Seungmin adds, nodding along when Changbin all but orders you to rest at least a little bit.

You're reluctant, but that quickly sinks away when you find the soft pillows, wrapping your arms around a spare one and registering the faintest remnant of Hyunjins' fresh scent, almost akin to laundry detergent.

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You're awake 2 hours later, your collar vibrating, however, offering no shock.

"See, it can be used nicely."

It's a surprise to hear Minhos voice, noting that Changbin and Chan were now the only other men in the room.

"I forgot it could do that." You think more to yourself than to them, but you see the sadness in Chans' eyes. He may fear you, but he felt for you more.

"Channie has a solo schedule, so you're off with him for the night."

You hum in acknowledgement, stretching before following Chan down into the lobby and out to the car. You're in closer proximity than you're used to, but he isn't yapping your ear off this time, and you think briefly to be grateful for that.

"I'm really sorry about Minho." His words are laced with the same guilt as you'd heard before, and you frown, confused.

"He was doing exactly what he should have. I snarled at you?"

Your confusion prompts his own.

"Yeah but like... you wouldn't have done anything, right? I mean, you couldn't if you wanted to."

He taps the muzzle to make his point, and you scoff, indignant.

"It's about respect. And really, biting you isn't the only way I could hurt you."

Your frown quickly pulls up into a signature smirk, and he's already rolling his eyes, fulling expecting what comes next.

"But I prefer to use my claws for pleasure."

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You stick by his side most of the day, patiently watching through photoshoots and interviews with writers, paying careful attention to his mood as he grows frustrated by the change in temperature from outfit to outfit, his usual bright attitude faltering the more tired he grows.

It's almost 12am by the time you make it to the hotel room you're spending the night in, needed close to the venue for his early morning continuance. He's barely thinking when he orders food for you both, making his way to where you sat on the floor and crouching down.

"Promise you're not gonna get me in trouble for this?" He asks quietly, fingers searching for the lock on your muzzle.

Your eyes are wide, almost concerned as he takes your silence for an answer, pressing his thumb to the sensor pad.

You're motionless as you process the unsuspected freedom, slowly opening your mouth as you hear the subtle crackle of your jaw, the relief being welcome yet somewhat frightening. It had been years since you'd be free in the vicinity of a human, and if you were honest, you're not sure you trusted yourself.

"You'll be fine. Just eat, ok? I can put it back on after if you're uncomfortable." He shakes his head, laughing to himself. "I'm sure if you wanted to hurt me, a muzzle wouldn't make a difference."

He was right. You were as close to a trained assassin as legally allowed (maybe a little illegally, but that was between you and your creators), and you hadn't felt any sense of true animosity toward him.

As you begin to eat, he's aware of your fork scraping at your bowl of food, the chicken not really sparking your interest as your nose scrunched at the smell.

"Is something wrong?"

You want to be delicate, but the sheer volume of vegetables had your appetite waning.

"It's fine, I'm just... more of a red meat kind of dog."

You hope that tacking on a laugh would ease some of the tension, but it makes no difference to him when he hears the distate in your voice, humming to himself as he reached for your food, taking it from you and replacing it with his mostly untouched mixture of beef and rice.

"Oh, you don't have to -"

"You need to eat. Besides, I could use the uh... greens."

He looks just as uninterested in the food as you were, yet offers no complaint as he clears his plate, smiling to himself when he sees you enjoying the meal he'd sacrificed. He'd never really seen you relaxed like this, and it made him think maybe he could offer you a little care more often.

You wipe your face, hesitantly reaching for the wire basket of your muzzle, and hold it in your hands, staring with an emotion Chan couldn't quite place.

"You don't have to... I mean, it's just me. I won't tell if you don't."

You're analysing his face, searching for even the slighting hint of hesitance and coming up empty-handed, immediately softening and offering a whispered thank you, which he smiles in response to, happy to see your guard lowered.

He offers you half of his dessert, ignoring the clear instructions he was given about your food intake for the chance to commit the way your face lights up to his memory. He can feel himself growing fond of you when you curl up on the bed across from him, telling himself to remember that you like to have an extra pillow for hugging. For now, he'll ignore the other thoughts that skim through his mind about that pillow.

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He's gentler with you after that day, and it makes the next week pass quickly and comfortably. You're slow to warm, but you find yourself feeling a little less guarded around the boys, even developing a bit of a soft spot for Jeongins curious questions which you answer with only a teasing hint of annoyance.

It's virtually impossible for you not to miss them when you get home, almost immediately being forced to return to your usual maintenance schedule. What was the point of your phone when you weren't allowed to make friends? As much as you cared for the few other hybrids in the companies inventory, it was never the same. The obligatory bond you held was hardly an honest form of friendship, and you found yourself craving the kindness Chris had shown you.

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The change in your attitude when you're finally reunited with the group is notable, your boss commenting on how unusually willing you were being locked into your usual gear, thinking he had finally managed to break your stubborn spirit.

You're silent, almost obedient, as you're carted off to the main building, your leg bouncing impatiently as the details of the photoshoot you'd be chaperoning them at were relayed to you. Your fidgeting doesn't cease until you're greeted by the 8 men, Felix and Hyunjin, offering you a hug to which you reluctantly accept for the benefit of your boss who shoots you a questioning glance before spewing his usual monologue to Chris and Minho before ushering you into separate vehicles.

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You quietly observe the boys throughout the day, admiring their features as their makeup is retouched and they're manouvered into various positions by their photographer. You try to ignore your gidiness when Chan slips you bites of various snacks through your muzzle, occasionally absent mindedly petting your ears in what seemed like an act of self soothing. You don't acknowledge the intimacy of such an action, returning it by staying closer than necessary when he's having his pictures taken.

You had been relatively calm most of the time. The bustle of the venue provided a sense of security, your ears perked, and tuned into the background noise as you monitored the scene. It wasn't until you heard a dark laugh, a sense of unease settling in your stomach, that you began to tense.

Your ears flick in the direction of the unknown voice, easily hearing his whispered disapproval toward the idol of focus. Any attempt at subtlety is lost when you turn your head to face him, recognising one of the company's newer security recruits. You were unfortunately familiar with him and were far from a fan, standing to move toward the catering table he was standing by as you nonchalantly commented in his direction.

"It's actually really rude to comment on the appearance of others when you're built like the worm from Labrinth."

It may have come out ruder than intended, but you hear the quiet giggle of Changbin to your left, and any sense of concern drifts from your mind.

"Mind your business, mutt."

You and Changbin both turn to the man, matching scowls as a deep, threatening growl sounds in your chest.

"Watch yourself."

You're not as aware of your surroundings as you should be, fixated on the man who, in a moment of bravery or perhaps stupidity, reaches to shove you, your body flushing with heat as you lunge forward, immediately caught by Changbins hand on your arm which tugs you back. It takes you a moment to register Chris in your view until he begins berating the other man as your ears ring, rage flooding your body, causing you to struggle against Changbins grip, easily freeing yourself.

Chris makes brief eye contact with you, and it takes your last shreds of reason to force you into dragging yourself to the changing room, slamming the door behind you as you pace obsessively, desperately willing yourself to calm down lest you be offered an unnecessary shock that would only make things worse.

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You avoid Chris like the plague.

He wants to address it. To ask why you were mad at him, but between wardrobe issues and scheduling errors, he can't seem to catch a break, and he's barely seen you at all by the time you're all being sent off to your hotel rooms and when that time comes, you're locking yourself in the bathroom, leaving him no option but to spread out on one of the beds and sit with his thoughts until you finally exit, still silent save for the sound of your footsteps on the thin carpet.

"Did I do something wrong?" He sits up to grab your attention and is met with a scoff, your eyes rolling in his direction before you turn your full body toward him, leaning against the dresser that was pushed up against the wall, your tail thumping against the wood in annoyance.

"You embarrassed me."

"How did I embarrass you?!"

You'd been growling a lot more than usual today, and it surprises him to hear it directed toward himself, your lip twitching as if fighting the urge to bare your teeth.

"I could have handled it."

Confusion doesn't cover how he feels, his eyes narrowing.

"You could have gotten yourself in some serious shit. I was worried!"

"Well, don't be! I can take care of myself! That's my entire fucking job."

"Can you not swear at me right now?!"

You're both raising your voices at this point, emotions bubbling over from the tension you'd been harbouring.

"Don't piss me off and I won't fucking swear at you!"

"Oh god forbid someone shows you a little concern! Am I not allowed to fucking care about you?"

The words trip something in you and you almost instantly fall silent, swallowing loudly as saliva pools on your tongue.

"You don't mean that."

The tears pooling in your eyes feel shameful, but the way Chris softens immediately almost makes up for it as he steps closer, reaching out to grab your fingers.

"Yes, I do. How couldn't I?"

You try to tug your hand away from him, but his grip is firm, and he tugs you closer to wrap his strong arms around you, cooing as he hears you sniffling. You'd never cried before in your life. You'd never really felt much, in all honesty. It's not like hybrids came with families to miss or emotional bonds. The bond you'd built with him was one of the only things you'd grown to cherish in a world not meant for you.

"It's okay. I got ya."

A click echoes in the room, and he carefully slides the muzzle down your face, petting you as your tears dried on his shirt.

You flinch a little when he pulls back, softly holding your cheeks in his hand as he forces you to make eye contact, a gentle smile tugging at his lips.

"You're really cute when you're emotional."

Both of you giggle when you swat at his chest until he's silent, thinking to himself before he speaks.

"Can I try something?"

You nod, curious and trusting as he covers your eyes, your guard all but shattered by the care he's shown you. It's not until you feel hesitant lips brushing yours that you understand what he was really asking, and it's entirely instinct when your lips meet his own more forcefully, eager to show him your appreciation.

His hands move from your eyes to your waist, carefully squeezing your hips in silent thanks as he sets a leisurely tempo, playing around with the pressure until he hears you breathe a dreamy sigh.

You're not pushing for more, but your hands are restless, and you keep trying to get closer to him in spite of the complete lack of space, your chest now pressed flush against his own as your hands sneak their way under his shirt. He really hadn't noticed, too caught up in his own reeling mind as he tried to savour the moment, finally having you in his arms in a way he had only dreamt of.

"Please."

He doesn't hear it at first. The whine that followed being his only indication that you'd said anything at all and causing him to pull away, much to your disappointment.

He was glad he did. Your face was flushed with heat and there was a new found almost airy quality to you, as if you had finally let go of something that was weighing you down.

"Huh?"

His own voice is little more than a strained whisper, fighting to keep his composure as his own resolve slips with every passing second of your warm skin sending flushes of pulsing need through his own body.

"Need..." There's an impatient huff that tells him you're not really sure what you need, and he's right there with you as he dares to push a little further, his lips tentatively ghosting over your neck, another flush of pleasure finding him as he feels a rumble rising in your throat.

"Chris, please!"

He's gripping your hips, turning you so that he can guide you back toward the bed. His lips never leave your skin, teeth nipping at your flesh. You're on your back before you know it, tugging at his shirt as he settles between your legs and pushes your shirt up, disconnecting for only a moment before his lips are on your chest.

You're pushing at his shoulders, and he's moving to sit beside you, confused and anxious until you climb into his lap and begin mindlessly nipping at his neck, your sharp nails tickling his skin as you drag them over his stomach and up toward his chest.

"Need you so bad. Please, Chris. Wanna ride you."

He's completely dazed, losing himself to the pleasure as you desperately fuss at his belt, struggling to undo it in your frenzied state.

The buckle clinks, and he's helping you get his pants down, whispering soothing words in an attempt to calm you both.

"You're okay. You're gonna get what you want, yeah? Just gotta be patient."

You're anything but. You really don't mean to growl at him this time, but the way his hand meets your throat with commanding confidence has you moaning pathetically, practically clawing at his skin as you grind against his painfully hard cock. You hadn't even managed to undress, too feral to spare a thought for anything but the warmth pooling between your thighs.

"Baby, take these off."

Lips meet yours once again, and he has to force you from his lap so he can get your own pants off, taking the chance to strip you completely before you begin whining at him.

"Shhhh. C'mere puppy. Come take what you want, ok?"

The frantic nod of your head makes him smirk a little and you're sinking down on his cock before he can ground himself, your shaky panting earning the most delicious groans from him. You're so wet that he can feel it coating his thighs and your pussy is clenching around him with every grind of your hips against his.

"Fuck. You're making a mess, baby. Nobody takin' care of this pretty cunt?"

You're too embarrassed to respond, sinking your teeth into his neck instead. It catches him off guard, and he's bucking his hips up into you as you set yourself the mission of marking every inch you can without stopping, your nails digging into his chest.

Everything is slippery and rushed and you have to find his cock again a few times thanks to your overenthusiastic movement, but he doesn't stop you from relentlessly chasing your high until he feels you shaking on top of him, pussy fluttering as you whimper and whine into his neck.

Your mind is hazy, and somehow you're hungry for more, yelping when he presses you back into the crisp white sheets of the bed. He's lost all restraint now, hand wrapping around your neck right beneath your metal collar. Wide, watery eyes only encourage him as he begins pounding into you, picking up speed from the very start.

"You're mine now, ok? All mine. Gonna have to convince 'em to let me keep you all to myself. My dirty little puppy."

"Please let me be yours! Please. Love you!"

He tells himself its lust fueled rambling, but he can feel his heart skip a beat when you speak, and he wants nothing more than to show you how good he could be to you, even if just for a night.

His hands find the back of your thighs and he's pushing them up, allowing him a better angle so that the tip of his cock could find your gspot, coaxing small tears that slip down your cheeks. He can't help but lean over you, planting the sweetest kisses to your cheeks and forehead in direct contrast of his harsh thrust.

"You're so good for me. Look at how well you're taking my cock, huh? Like you were made for me."

One of your thighs is dropped in favour of Chris lacing his own fingers with yours as he finds your lips in a passionate, albeit slightly messy kiss. He's moaning against your lips, and you're gasping, clawing at his back as you spill desperate pleas among whispered 'love you's.

"Say it louder. Fuck, please."

The strain of need in his voice flips a switch in you and the need to please him buries itself almost as deep inside you as he was.

"Love you, Chris! Love you so much. Fuck, I need you. Need to be yours! Please keep me-"

He cuts you off with another desperate kiss and now he's the one whining, his hips stuttering as he drops your other thigh, fingers finding your clit to rub firm circles that push you over the edge once more, your cunt spasming being the final push he needed to send him over the edge and he fills you completely, cock pulsing for what feels like hours.

He's never cum so hard in his life and he can't help but laugh a little, distracted by the sight of his cum dripping down your slit as he pulls out.

You're shushed when you try to sit up, and he's petting your head before leaving to get a damp towel, which he uses to gently wipe your thighs and tummy which had been coated in your slick. It's a gentle act, and you can feel the tears stinging your eyes again, concern flooding him

"Baby, are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

He sinks back down beside you, pulling you back against his chest so he can hold you close to him. It's more to soothe himself than you, his fongers running over the soft fur of your tail, but he still hopes it offers you some sense of comfort.

"Meant it."

He can barely hear you, but his eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"Meant what?"

You huff and try to scoot away, immediately pulled back flush against him.

"Pup, what are you talking about?"

"Meant what I said. Y'know... about you..."

It takes him longer than he'd like to finally register what you're talking about, and he buries his head in your neck as a rush of emotional overwhelm finds him. He really had been sure you were just rambling nonsense, but your conformation solidifies his own feelings. He needed you more than he could find words for.

"Me too. Every word."

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You spend the entire night cuddled up to each other, Chris waking intermittently and pulling you back to him when you'd spread out a little too far away from him for his liking. It's when he's getting ready the next morning that he finally sees the obscene display of deep purple and red bruises littering the entirety of his neck, splotches along his shoulders, and trailing down his chest.

"Baby, are you kidding?! I can't hide these!"

You know he's not mad, and the thump off your tail against the bed wipes the scowl from his face with ease, his head shaking in disbelief.

"I told you that you were something I'd wanna sink my teeth into!"

[binsito]

What do think about Minho with kitty hybrid!reader in heat?

oh boyyy... the can of worms u just opened 😵‍💫

minho can just tell when it's close to your heat. you're so pliant and needy, tugging at his shorts' waistband and pawing at his cock once it springs free. little kittenish licks on his tip as you mewl out for him

"my god.. you act just like a fucking stray. have some decorum will ya?" he scolds, he was in the middle of watching tv when you so rudely decided to be horny.

"if you want cock so bad i might just leave you outside. im sure one of the neighborhood cats will make good use of you."

he loves tugging on your collar, hearing the little bell chime as you whine and beg him to give you what you need most.

"you're so spoiled, silly kitty.. won't settle for anything less than my cock huh? can't believe how high maintenance you are..

fine, make yourself useful then. go ahead. use me before i change my mind."

so you crawl up into his lap and settle yourself on his dick, sucking him into your sweet cunt, grinding down on him as he continues to watch whatever was on the screen. he paid you no mind, letting you use him as you pleased. he was virtually unaffected by you given by his expressions but his cock told a different story ♡

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

[princess--af]

Nesting Pt 2 (Felix & Changbin)

... Sorry? I have actually been really busy with uni and work since it's EOFY and everything just goes to shit.... Whoops lol. I have the prequel semi-written but it will take a little bit to flush it out. I am on break from uni until 26 June so should be able to work on it and a few more things as long as life doesn't kick me in the ass :)

Tagging some people: @justayoungandwisefangirl @3rachasninja @bmnyy @licklix @iadorethemskz @nobody3210

Nesting Part 1

You brushed it off as just a noise from downstairs, instead threading your fingers through the soft blonde hair on the nape of his neck, tugging lightly, curious to see what kind of reaction you would get.

You didn’t expect the soft whine Felix let out in response, muffled against your lips, but still clear as day to anyone in the room. “Y/N…” Felix whined, breaking the kiss to tuck his head into your neck, biting down on the junction between your neck and shoulder to muffle his groan when you tugged on his hair harder.

“Felix,” you whined back teasingly. He grumbled something under his breath before resuming his artwork on your neck, sucking almost painful bruises anywhere he could reach. Every time you let out a shaky whine, he would sooth the area with his tongue before moving on, working his way from your jaw, to behind your ear, to the top of your shoulder, down your chest, until your dress stopped him from going further. Huffing, he tried tugging the straps down your arms, determined to get it out of the way so he could keep going.

“Hey, wait, we didn’t talk about-“ you used one hand to cover your rapidly rising and now mostly bare chest, the other instinctively curling around his nape to move him away from your bruised chest. “Felix, you asked to kiss me. I didn’t think we’d be…”

Felix blinked at you slowly, licking his swollen lips, eyes darting from your face to your uncovered chest. You had to be honest with yourself; the way he was looking at you like he was going to devour you whole, made you flustered. And horny. If it weren’t for his body in the way, you would’ve been clenching your thighs together for any kind of friction right now.

“Please stop looking at me like that,” you whispered, not able to look him in the eyes anymore, instead fixing on his chest, smooth and perfect skin peeking out from his silky shirt.

“Like what?”

You startled slightly. Felix always had a deep voice that contrasted his otherwise angelic appearance, but it was now so deep and grumbly, you wouldn’t have thought it was him except for the barest accent that always followed the Australian-native around.

You cleared your throat, moving your hands so they were both covering your chest now, feeling a little insecure with how intensely he was staring at you. “Like you’re going to eat me,” you replied, braving looking him in the eyes now to see his reaction.

His eyes widened minutely for a moment, before curling into sweet little crescents as he laughed. His hands at your sides started wriggling their way underneath your body until you were completely encased in his arms, Felix now nuzzling his head into your chest, nipping at your fingers until you moved them and stopped covering yourself.

“I’d like to eat you…” 

He caught the fabric of your dress between his teeth, looking up at you through his lashes, innocently blinking up at you as he moved slowly down your body, the flimsy satin of your dress easily sliding along with his movements until it was bunched at your hips. You flicked your hands out of the straps, breathing out shakily at the devilish grin Felix gave you, nimble hands lifting you slightly to slide the dress the rest of the way off, leaving you in just your bra and panties.

He flung the dress behind him carelessly, and any argument you may have had left your mind when he started leaving open mouthed kisses along the insides of your thighs, hands forcing them open when you instinctively tried to close them. “Stay still for me. No closing these.” You nodded, not quite trusting your voice, tightly gripping the soft blankets beneath you. Felix gave you one more cheeky smile before hooking a finger in the crotch of your panties, tugging the flimsy material to the side and licking one long stripe up your cunt. “Fuck, are you always this wet?” Felix growled into you, latching onto your clit and sucking harshly, rolling the bud between his plush lips, a loud squeak leaving you in response.

“Oh go- Felix.” He had barely begun and he was already leaving you more of a mess than any of your past partners had. His tongue switched between soft, teasing figure eights over the swollen bud, and firm flicks up and down, seemingly intent on driving you crazy and leaving you on the cusp of the edge already.

“Do you think you can cum just from my mouth?” He barely took his mouth of you to ask, the vibrations making you whine and throw your head back. “I think you can. I know you can. Pretty girl will give me anything I want, as long as I lick her pretty pussy, hmm?” The only response you gave was a low moan, hips twitching up off the bed when he gave a harsh suck on the swollen bud. Felix moved his hands to your hips, encouraging your gentle movements, his tongue held steady and firm for you to roll your pussy against.

“Felix,” you whimpered, hands cramping from where you were holding the blankets so tight, hips stuttering to a barely there roll against his mouth. “Felix, please.” You pressed down onto his tongue more, letting out a little sob when he sucked your swollen clit between his lips, tongue flicking quickly and harshly against it, his hands gripping your hips with almost bruising force to prevent you from moving away from his face. “God yes, almost-” You chanced a look down at him, his dark eyes already looking at you, pupils blow down as his mouth brought you to the edge. His teeth scraping lightly against your clit we’re what did it, a cry spilling from your lips as your orgasm washed over you, your whole body shaking as the pleasure worked its way from your ravaged pussy to the rest of your body, Felix’s tongue not stopping its assault on you until you were bucking out of his hold, whimpering and whining that you were sensitive.

Felix gently lowered you back onto the blankets, giving you one last teasing kiss on your mound before perking up onto his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Good?”

You giggle weakly, nodding your head, arms held up for the boy to dive into. Felix tucked his head into your neck, careful not to rest too heavily on your sensitive lower half. It was only then that you noticed the two creamy coloured ears poking out of his blonde hair, tickling your jaw. “Oh, your ears?” Felix simply hummed, and you noticed a flicking in the corner of your eye. “And tail. Am I ignorant or have they not been here the whole time?”

You didn’t get a response from the boy. You began carding your fingers through his hair, scratching tentatively at the base of one of his ears, the soft purring giving away how much he seem to like it.

“They only come out at certain times. Usually when he’s happy.”

The shriek that came out of you was unholy, jumping so violently that Felix fell of you and into the blanket mound next to you. Standing just inside the door, leaning leisurely on the wall, was Changbin.

“I feel very happy when I get to pleasure someone.” Felix stretched out on the blanket next to you, throwing one of your mostly naked body when he saw how surprised you were. “Don’t worry, he’s not angry. He’s probably just jealous.”

Changbin scoffed, but didn’t exactly deny it, pushing off the wall and making his way over to the nest, kneeling on the floor just outside of it. You were curious why he didn’t just get in, but held your tongue. “Did you have fun?”

It was silent for a moment before you realised he had directed the question at you, eyes curious and mouth twitching into a smirk. You glanced at Felix, the hybrid blinking sleepily at you.

“I did. Felix is… quite talented with his mouth,” you whispered the last bit, still a little embarrassed to have been caught. Changbin barked out a laugh, reaching out to ruffle Felix’s hair, ignoring the whine of annoyance as he messed up his hair. “He said you were okay with this.”

“Yeah, I am. I can’t deny him anything he wants, and he’s certain he wants you,” Changbin shrugged, a fond look on his face as he watched Felix struggle to fix his fluffed up hair. You could see how much he loved and adored the young hybrid, and you weren’t sure if you were jealous of Felix for having someone love him so dearly, or of Changbin for being able to love so deeply without consequence. “As long as you don’t let it affect your work, I don’t really care what you do together. You’re both adults, and I trust you’ll both be safe.”

Felix wiggled happily next to you, finally forgetting his hair to launch himself at Changbin and pull him into the nest, rolling around until Felix was tucked between you both, lying on his side, making Changbin curl behind him, the hybrid facing you with a sneaky grin on his face. You copied his position, blanket still hiding your body, lying on your side with your hands tucked in front of you. “Can we play when you’re here, Binnie?”

“Felix!” Both you and Changbin yelled at the same time, Changbin giving a warning tug on Felix’s tail, you simply settling for a glare. It didn’t deter the boy a bit.

“Y/N, I don’t know if you know this, but being part cat means I can smell and hear a hell of a lot more than humans can,” Felix started, batting away Changbin’s hands when he tried to cover the hybrids mouth to silence him. “At first I thought it was just nervousness from being around your boss, but you’re awfully close to each other now, and your heart still flutters whenever Binnie is close-by, and not to weird you out but I can kind of smell when you get turned on…”

Well. You didn’t fucking know he could do all that.

“Binnie also talks A LOT when he drinks, and I know he thinks you’re hot and wouldn’t mind sharing…”

Changbin let out a loud groan, burying his face into the back of Felix’s neck. You couldn’t see what he was doing, but the gasp Felix let out made you think he had bit the boy. They certainly had a thing for biting. “You’re a menace.”

“What do you say, Y/N? He doesn’t have to touch you if it’s weird, but I like sharing, and I want to share these moments,” Felix put on of his hands on your hip, squeezing gently. He began kneading again, squeezing and pulling, almost like he was trying to entice you and pull you closer, but playing it off like it was innocent.

Yeah it was kind of fucking weird, being intimate with your boss watching. All you had to really do was get the idea that he was your boss out of your head, and you would probably really fucking enjoy whatever the pair had to offer you, even if it was only just for a short while.

You let out a sigh before you wiggled closer to Felix, catching Changbin’s eyes from where he was peeking out from behind Felix. You could tell he was smiling, even if you couldn’t see the rest of his face; the sweet crinkles around his eyes gave way to his obvious excitement.

Felix perked up instantly, curling his arm the rest of the way around you so he could pull you flush against his front. His hand gripped the blanket covering you, pulling it away slowly so as to give you a chance to back out. You gripped his shirt between your shaking hands to stop you from pulling it back, feeling awfully more insecure now that there were two of them looking at you.

Sensing you weren’t going to stop him, Felix flung it off the rest of the way, gripping your thigh almost possessively in one hand and pulling it up around his hip, exposing your lower half.

“I’m still a bit sensitive,” you whispered, twitching when his fingers gently circled your clit over your panties. It was a weird sensation; you weren’t used to multiple orgasms to close together, most of your previous partners usually just giving you one as an afterthought after they had already cum. It was a tad painful, but Felix was gentle as he drew light circles on the bud, the pain faded into an almost calming oversensitivity that made your body tingle. You didn’t flinch when you felt another hand tug the soaked material down over the swell of your ass, instead helping to shimmy it down and kicking the material off somewhere with the rest of your belongings. This hand was rougher than Felix’s, but was still soft as it held your leg up so Felix could continue to play, fingers dipping lower until he was teasing your entrance.

“Be gentle, baby,” you heard Changbin mumble into Felix’s neck, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into your thigh where he was holding it up. It was all Felix needed to push a finger into you, shushing you softly when you let out a little whimper. You had to remind yourself to relax your body around the intrusion, letting out shaky breaths as Felix thrust his finger in and out, experimentally curling it slightly more each time until he felt you tense up and moan out softly.

“There we go,” Felix giggled, pushing a second finger in to join the first in rubbing against your spot every second thrust into you, leaving you panting in his chest and clenching your body so tightly to try keep his fingers inside that you thought you would cramp up. You growled in frustration at his slow pace, pushing your hips down to chase his fingers whenever they pulled out; as much as you could with Changbin gripping your thigh so hard you could barely move your lower body.

“Please go faster.” You thumped his chest lightly, not even feeling embarrassed at the little laughs that came from the two men.

Felix shifted slightly, getting more comfortable before he really started, arm tensed and shaking violently as he fingered you, pressing against your most sensitive spot almost brutally every time his fingers pushed back into you knuckle deep. You moaned in relief, trailing a hand down to Changbin’s, loosing his grip and leading his hand to your neglected clit. You caught his eye over Felix’s shoulder, shooting him a pleading look.

You could’ve squealed in delight when he began circling your clit, the roughness of his fingers sending sparks of pleasure up your spine.

“You gonna cum for us, pretty girl?”

You could barely hear Felix over the obscene wet sounds your pussy was making, growing louder when Felix somehow sped up even more, Changbin matching the speed with the circles he was abusing your clit with.

“Fuck yes.” You threw your head back onto the pillows, baring your throat for Felix to latch onto, the hybrid biting down on your neck and sending you over the edge. You cried out, a mix between moans and whines and genuine sobs as the boys worked you through your second orgasm of the night, your body trembling at the oversensitivity but not wanting to push them away. You could barely feel anything, not even twitching when Felix pulled his fingers out of you, only watching through blurred eyes as he sucked the wetness from his fingers with a smirk, turning his head to give Changbin a heated kiss. If your body wasn’t already depleted of energy for the night, the sight of them kissing would be enough to get you going again. It took you a minute to realise they had stopped, now both levelling you with heated looks.

Felix ducked back into your neck and licked over the wound he had created, Changbin’s hand reaching over Felix to cup the other side of your neck, pressing his fingers into the bruises Felix had created earlier until you were whining out.

“We’re definitely sharing you from now on.”

[mint-yooxgi]

Intoxicating - Yandere!Fennec Fox!Jeongin

Yandere AU & Hybrid AU - First Person POV

Genre: Mature, Smutty Themes, Internal Monologue

Pairing: Jeongin X Implied Chubby!Reader

Words: 1,665

Warnings: Implied masturbation and dirty thoughts. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: So, here it is! The first of what I'm deeming are the 'Feral Drabbles' hehehe. This one is a bit tame to start since I'm feeling things out, but I'd really love to know what you all think of it! Like I said, I'm trying out a new style here, so I really hope you all like it. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!~

The First of The Feral Drabbles

You’re intoxicating. 

Did you know that?

Of course you did. Why else would you always wear that scarf I got you, only to casually ‘forget’ it at my place? 

You know how much you drive me crazy. It’s like you want me to scent you.

Really, you can’t blame me. The soft pastel pink of the material was practically glaring at me from the hook near the front door. I had to move it before it drove me insane.

Where better to keep it than in my bed? Where you should be.

The fabric is knitted, and quite smooth to the touch. Not as smooth as your skin beneath my fingertips, but it’ll suffice for now. It has to. 

My imagination can only do so much.

Oh, how I long for the day to feel you falling asleep in my arms. Sure, you do it sometimes even now, but it’s not the same. 

No. Right now, we’re only friends. Friends who have an undeniable chemistry with one another. Friends who clearly want something more.

You can feel it, too, right? The way our lives are interconnected. You and I, we’re meant to be. Besides, I know what I do to you. You’re not as subtle as you think.

I hear the way your breath hitches when you catch me staring at you. I’m sure you can see the emotions in my eyes, even though I try and hide them. The love, the desire, the sheer desperation I harbour for you knows no bounds, and I’m afraid I will never stop.

I want you, and I want you to want me, too.

I know you do. I can smell the way your scent shifts the slightest bit when I do certain things. I catch you staring when you think I’m not looking. I see the way your eyes linger the slightest bit longer when I roll up my sleeves, or even come out of my room with my shirt unbuttoned. Your breath stutters slightly when I wear that cologne you like, and I notice how you lean into me more when I do. 

It makes me so happy to know I can affect you in these ways. I’ll let you in on a little secret, too. I do it for you. 

It’s all for you.

I know you like it when I smile, it sets your heart racing. I also know you enjoy when I run my fingers through my hair.

Do you wish it was you? Do you also want to know what it feels like to have you pulling at my hair? I bet you’d be so gentle at first, cautious even. That is, before you’re gripping it and pulling me into you to get exactly what you want from me. 

Whatever it is, I don’t mind. As long as you only did it with me, I don’t care what you do. Use me, please me, love me, just whatever you do, never leave me. You’re not meant to be anyone else’s but mine. Just as I’m not meant to be with anyone else but you. 

I’m yours, Baby. Forevermore.

Fuck, I wish you were here right now. I wish you could see what you do to me. I wish you could see how hard you make me, my cock throbbing from just the thought of you. Really, it’s embarrassing, how much precome leaks from the tip, my whole body aching for your touch. I want you to see how desperate I am for you, clinging onto that scarf for dear life. Maybe then I could bury my face in that delectable cunt of yours instead.

I bet your lips feel so soft and supple… god, I want you all for myself.

Would you like me playing with that pretty pussy of yours, Baby? Would you want me to finger you while you stroked my dick? Would you let me eat you out while you sucked me off? Or, would you prefer to have total control? I’d let you tie me up any time you’d like, Baby, as long as I got to do the same to you. I bet you’d look so pretty spread out on my bed, and all just for me to see.

Fuck, I’d start slow. Simply trailing my fingers over your body to get you accustomed to the faintest of my touch. Maybe I’ll blindfold you, too. If you let me, of course. I hear dulling certain senses can make others that much more sensitive… Regardless, I’d make sure to treat you right, and I wouldn’t be done until you’re a trembling, moaning, blissful mess.

I want you to scream my name, and my name only. After all, it’s going to be the only thing you’ll be able to remember.

I’ve smelt you, too. You’re not subtle. I know when you get turned on. I’m beginning to recognize all those little telltale signs that alert me to your every need, and then I watch you carefully when I emulate those same stimuli that turn you on. It makes me so happy when I see those plush thighs of yours squeeze together from something I’ve insinuated. It lets me know everything that I need to. Everything important.

It’s working.

God, I want to feel you around me. I want to feel your naked body pressing against mine. I want your legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer with every thrust I give into that tight little wet cunt of yours. I want your nails raking down my back and drawing blood, claiming me as yours in every primal way you know how. I want all of this, and so much more as your velvet walls spasm around my dick from another earth shattering orgasm only I could give to you.

My body is yours. It’s only fair that I offer it all to you.

You make me so desperate, Baby. I can hardly ever think straight when you’re around. Half of the time, I’m overcome by the need to make you mine in every way possible, and the other half I’m dreaming about our future together.

That’s just it, isn’t it? 

Our future. 

Us.

Together.

No one else.

I am made for you, Baby, and you are meant to be mine. 

Mine, and only mine.

Oh, where should I put my claim on you? 

I wonder…

Your neck? It’s always been begging for me to mark it; to rub my scent all over it and let everyone know that you’re mine and I’m yours.

Hmmm, or perhaps your thighs? The tender flesh has always tempted me beyond belief. I’d love to toss them over my shoulders and just drown in that dripping cunt of yours, but perhaps some other time…

You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Me, spending hours worshipping every part of your body that you’ve always wanted someone to please. I’m not lying when I say I could get lost in you.

Maybe, I’ll bite my mark on that soft stomach of yours. Maybe then you’ll start showing it off more for me to admire.

Then again, I don’t want anyone seeing what should be for my eyes only.

You’ll understand, right? How no one else gets to adore you like I do? How no one else is allowed to admire your ethereal figure, and worship your very being like I will? I’m all for showing you off, and making others jealous of what they can never have, but certain demonstrations from My Goddess are for me, and me alone.

Oh! I know! I’ll put my claim on you just above your collarbone! It’s the perfect area. You can show it off whenever you want, and I can tease you by resting my chin on your shoulder when you don’t. After all, if that were the case, only we would know it’s there. It’s perfect.

Just like you.

I should warn you, though, I do have quite a bit of stamina. Of course, I’ll cater to your every need, but I might have to be a little selfish, too. Selfish in the way - the best way - when I say that you make me insatiable.

I bet your moans sound so cute. I want to know what you sound like when you whine for me, when you’re begging me to please you in all of the ways I’ve only dreamed of. I want to make you come with a smile on your face, pleading for me not to stop. To never stop.

I wouldn’t. Not in a million years.

I will say though, that yes, I am an eager lover, but I also never want you to be uncomfortable. I’d take care of you in every and any way I know how, using whatever means necessary. Always. 

You’d never have to worry about anything. Not while I’m here to take care of you. Besides, a little birdie told me that you rather enjoy knowing your lover gets off to the thought of you. I’m always ready and willing to put on a show just for you.

Only for you.

Fuck, I could tell you about what I’m doing right now. What I always do when I think about you. Then, maybe, you’d be compelled to replace my hand with your own, teasing me even further while taking care of me like I’ve always fantasize about. It’d be the perfect mixture of passion and condescension. A thought I’ve always been into, but only with you.

God, I want you so badly, Baby. I wish you were here, letting me fuck you raw instead of me desperately fucking into my hand longing for the warmth of your pussy. Or maybe, you’d want to fuck me. Whatever the case, I’m all for it. Maybe then my teeth would be sinking into your own flesh and claiming you as my own instead of this stupid scarf.

It’s not enough. It will never be enough.

But what can I say? 

You’re just that intoxicating.

[kkami-writes]

full house ━ chapter two. wc. 2.1k

It’s early morning when you wake up, the sun just starting to rise and rays of sunlight begin to peak in through the curtains. Your eyes flutter open, taking a few seconds to let your brain fully wake up. When you glance over to your left you’re not all that surprised to find a boy in your bed. Well, that’s only partly true as you didn’t know the gender of the ferret from yesterday but you knew that the boy next to you had indeed been the animal from yesterday. It wasn’t hard to tell, what with the small white ears on top of his head or the distinct beauty mark under his eye that had been visible in his domestic form.

Perhaps you should feel shocked or even mad that he had decided to sleep in your bed while as a human but you find yourself not really caring. Instead you’re rather happy that he had finally decided to show his face after keeping you in suspense yesterday, staying only in his ferret form.

So you take the moment to admire the rather pretty boy in your bed who has long black hair that reached down to his neck and plush pink lips. He looks so peaceful sleeping that you startle just a little when his eyes flutter open, directly looking at you.

“Like what you see?” The boy mutters, sleep thick in his throat as he brings a hand to rub away the sleep in his eyes. You’re caught off guard by his words but recover fairly quickly, raising an eyebrow at him.

“No, just simply wondering why there’s a strange boy in my bed,” He flushes softly at that, moving to cover himself with the covers and you just want to coo at how cute he is.

“Sorry. I just- I dunno. Wanted you to see me to make sure you really knew what you were getting into,” His voice is barely louder than a whisper.

You’re smiling to yourself as you come to pull the covers down just enough to see his pretty face again, eyes blinking up at you.

“What’s your name?”

“…Hyunjin,”

“Well Hyunjin, do you want some breakfast?”

“…yeah, okay,”

As you set the table for the two of you, a simple breakfast of eggs and toast, you see the boy yawn, noticing that his canines are definitely sharper than a normal humans, similar to that of his domestic form.

“You could have slept more, you know?” You say as you slip into your own seat, starting to eat. Hyunjin shakes his head, happily digging into the food you have provided, still feeling rather hungry even though he had indeed eaten the leftovers you had saved for him.

“It’s ok. I can take a nap later,”

The rest of breakfast is spent in silence, mostly due to Hyunjin being too busy stuffing his face. You take a glance at him, definitely noticing that he’s much skinnier than he probably should be, your casual shirt is baggier on him than it is on you. A frown falls on your face at that thought. How long had he been on the streets for?

Once Hyunjin has finished cleaning off his place he murmurs a quick thank you and it’s so soft you almost don’t even hear it. He starts to fidget in his seat a little, anxiety practically rolling off of him in waves as if unsure what to do.

“So. What’s your story? If you don’t mind me asking,” You break the slightly awkward silence between the two of you, though maybe your question wasn’t exactly the ice breaker you should start with.

Hyunjin just shrugs, as if it’s not a very interesting story. “Mm, I was a gift to a ten year old girl. Why they bought a hybrid for a little girl I’ll never know. They pretty much forbid me from being in my human form though so I was reduced to being just a ferret. I only ever got to stretch out my legs when no one was home. That was my life for a few years. Eventually she got bored of me, constantly forgetting to feed me or changing my water. After a while her parents got tired and surrendered me. But instead of doing it properly they just left me on the side of the road somewhere. I didn’t want to go back to a shelter so, I just decided that being a stray was probably better than getting adopted by someone only to be forgotten again,”

A frown tugs at your lips. People could be so cruel.

“So what do you want to do?” You ask simply but he tilts his head, both confusion and curiosity swimming in his eyes. “I mean do you want to stay here? Or you can leave of course. I’m not gonna make you to stay or anything,”

“Wait. You’d let me stay here?”

“Yeah, I don’t see why not? As you can tell I have plenty of room so it’s not really a bother,” Hyunjin blinks at you, as if not believing your words. “Again, it’s up to you. I’m not gonna force you into something that would make you feel uncomfortable or worse, trapped again,”

He seems to be rather deep in thought so you let him take the time to process your words. If you’re honest you hadn’t really stopped to think about your own words either, just spewing out what felt right. You had always been someone who went with the flow, to ‘trust the process’. Rarely did you ever look before you leaped. Yet this felt right. If Hyunjin chose to stay, it would be a decision you would never regret.

“So…you would adopt me if I stay?”

“Again, If you want. You could also be independent if you wanted, I’d still be happy to give you a room,”

“I just turned twenty though, I’m not eligible to apply for independence,” You shrug at this, moving to rest your chin in the palm of your hand.

“It’s up to you still, if it makes you uncomfortable I don’t have to adopt you,”

“But! You could get in trouble for having an unowned hybrid,” At this you grin, teeth almost glinting.

“That only makes it more fun, yeah?” Your tone is light so he can clearly see that you are just joking “Seriously, it’s up to you. Whatever will make you happy,” Hyunjin falls into another silence, eyebrows furrowed in thought. “Do you want to sleep on it? You don’t have to make a decision now,”

“No!” He startles you with how loud his voice is suddenly, causing him to flush at his own volume. “I mean- no, it’s ok. If…you’re ok with it, I’d be um. Happy if you adopted me. I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble because of me,”

“Then it’s settled. We can go to the shelter tomorrow to fill out paperwork, sound good?”

Hyunjin nods at this before getting up out of his seat, coming closer to you. You blink up at him, curious about what he was doing. Gently he takes your hand before bringing it up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against your bandaged finger.

Your cheeks flush a bright red without your permission and you certainly don’t miss the way Hyunjin’s lips curl up just slightly into a smirk at your reaction.

“I’m sorry for biting you. Thank you. For letting me stay. Really,”

The adoption process is easy, thankfully. Since Hyunjin’s previous owners had abandoned him, it was as simple as signing a few papers. In the eyes of the law you were now Hyunjin’s rightful owner but, you had made it perfectly clear to the boy that you did not see yourself as that. He was an equal in your house and you would never treat him as anything less. That he was simply like a roommate to you.

Because of this the boy had insisted on getting a job, wanting to pay you rent or something in exchange for letting you stay with him. The two of you had argued back and forth on the subject, with you not wanting Hyunjin to feel like he owed you and Hyunjin not wanting to feel like a burden. In the end you agreed, only because of those stupid pretty sparkly eyes that stared at you as he begged. That and you felt like it was a good step towards him feeling like his own person, after all, you didn’t want the poor boy to be stuck home while you were off at work.

Yet a week passed by with no luck from Hyunjin’s end. You had come back home from work one day to find the boy at the dinner table, sitting in a chair as his upper body was sprawled across the surface. You had quickly learned that the ferret was rather dramatic, but he certainly added some much needed flair in your life.

You walked over to the boy, petting his head softly to which he nuzzled a little further into your hand. “No luck?”

Hyunjin groans. “No. Either they don’t hire hybrids or the salary just isn’t worth it,” He whines, cheek pressed to the table and a pout on his lips.

“I’m sure something will come along,” You hum out, moving around the kitchen to start on dinner. Hyunjin waddles up from behind you so he can circle his arms around your middle, resting his head on your shoulder. You had learned very quickly that he was very affectionate, something most hybrids had in common. It was the most common reason people adopted one, to have a companion, someone to make your life a little less lonely.

But it was also the main reason people abandoned their hybrids. Too clingy, too needy. If you were honest you were a bit touched starved yourself. Your last relationship had been a few years ago and even then your partners had made you feel bad about it, calling you similar words. So you certainly didn’t mind Hyunjin’s touchy nature.

“What if nothing comes?” Hyunjin’s voice is soft and there’s a twinge of disappointment in his tone A soft sigh falls from your lips before you move to turn in his embrace, letting your own arms wrap around his shoulders. You could tell how bad he wanted this, how much he wanted to feel independent, for his DNA to not be what defines him. He buries his face further into the crook of your neck.

It’s then that the idea pops in your head.

“Oh! Hyun!!!” He startles out of your arms for a second, ever the dramatic ferret with comedically large eyes. Though you suppose your voice was a little louder than usual. “Oops sorry, got a little excited,” You laugh while the boy continues to just blink at you. “Why don’t you just come work for me?”

“Huh?”

“Remember I told you I owned a book cafe? You should just come work there! I don’t know why I didn’t think about it sooner!!” At this, Hyunjin’s eyes sparkle for just a second before he’s frowning.

“But - doesn’t that defeat the purpose? You’d be paying me instead of me paying you for rent,” You frown, nose scrunching up as you try to think of a solution.

“Ok, what about this then. You come work for me and I pay you an actual wage,” Hyunjin opens his mouth to protest but you cut him off with a finger to his plush lips. “BUT. I’ll deduct rent” You say the words with finger quotations and he glares at you. “From your paycheck but still leave you enough that you can spend or save how ever you’d like,” Hyunjin still seems a little hesitant so you pull out your best pout and puppy dog eyes. The boy is practically putty in your hands. “I couuuuuld really use the help now that my seasonal employees have left after the winter season,”

He lets out a huff, seemingly annoyed but the small grin that’s blooming on his face easily gives him away.

“Ok, ok fine! But only because you seem like you reaaaaaaally need me,” his lips quirk into a smirk and you have to hold back from rolling his eyes. Of course he takes the opportunity to one up you.

“I do, I need you sooooooo bad hyunnie,” You’re not one to back down though, continuing your little game, batting your eyelashes for added effect. It seems that you win this round as his face turns a bright red, turning away to hide his flushed cheeks. Hyunjin lets out an embarrassed squeak before skittering off, yelling out to you to let him know when dinner is ready.

You laugh softly to yourself, going back to preparing a dinner for the two of you. Yeah, you think Hyunjin is going to make an excellent edition to your life. previous / masterlist / next full house taglist (50/50) ♪ send an ask or sign up here!: @the-sweetest-rose @heeseungsgf @chaotic-world-of-the-j @gemi-moon @liknws @satsuri3su @borahae-reads @minhwa @hyunestrella @soffieisme @slay-and-gay @inlovewithallmusic @bratty-tingz @foliea @skzhoes @strawberryepie  @0325tiny @royal-shinigami @soulphoenix1618 @scallywag1299 @bumbleellieskz @chocolate-scoups @loverlixie @orchid-mantis-petals @bbokari711 @zonked-times @rubberduckieyourtheone @bluesunshineflower @maliamaiden @everglowdaisies @im-lost-please-help @dreamerwasfound @the-simpy-simp @twistedsiren @beautifulcolorgarden @bangtanmix73 @alnex05 @strayzid @space-nerd1188 @poody1608 @lovestayforev @hanniemylovelyquokka @nykto-philia @yoonrimin @stayconnecteed @bbygrlhannie @minhoie @cutiespaghetti @abbiestearsricochet @ilychee08