Werewolf!Billy coming home to see his boyfriend Steve, who’s actually a cat-person, in his cat form for the first time ever. It only ever happens every so often and normally Billy isn’t around to see Steve like this. He knows, of course, he just hasn’t seen it before.
But he walks through the front door and to the living room to stop and see this little fluffy ball, just sat on the back of the couch, looking at him.
Solid brown coloured fur and golden-greenish eyes wide on him.
Billy almost forgets that Steve can do this, because his eyes are narrowing at the fluffy creature like, ‘Where the hell did you come from?’
Though he doesn’t say that. Instead just keeps staring the fluff ball down, and the fluff ball does the same back.
And then it lets out the crispiest, almost gargled mew ever at Billy and for some reason, something clicks finally in that dumb blondes head. He huffs out in amusement at the mew, and then he sort of crouches just slightly to go eye level with the cat. Grin pulling at his mouth just slightly and eyes squinting, because he might be wrong, but-
“Steve? Is that you?”
He questions, as if the cat can talk back. Well, actually- it does do that weird, funny little mew at Billy after the question. And it does make Billy laugh again as he steps closer slowly, reaching his hand out to let the cat sniff at him.
But Steve’s already very familiar with Billy’s scent, even if it’s a little stronger now in his cat form. But he goes right ahead and headbutts into Billy’s palm and lets Billy pet at him.
Billy’s grin gets wider as he settles into the realisation that this is actually Steve, and the fact- Well, the fact that he’s a fucking cat. In his cat form. As a cat. “I’m nooot gonna lie.. This is really fucking weird. But I suppose how cute you are as a cat makes up for it.”
NSFW-Harringrove smut. Haven’t written anything like this in years and I just wanted to write the idea down, but I’ll post here. Enjoy! 🤪
Steve naked, hands tied behind his back, on his knees.
Billy, gripping this boys hair so tight and telling Steve to open his mouth so he can grind his clothed hard on against it.
Billy telling him to stick his tongue out and Steve doing so, tongue rubbing against the denim jeans as Billy grinds all up on him. Grunting and panting and moaning so dirty.
“You want it, hm? You fuckin’ want it??” Billy would ask Steve with a rough voice while rocking against his open mouth, and Steve can barely breathe but he’s whining so much-
“Plea-mmf-wan’it-mhmnn~” trying to tell Billy how much he wants it. How much he craves it.
Billy won’t give him it yet. He won’t fuck his mouth until he’s satisfied with how long he’s made Steve wait for it. And as much as Steve wants it, he also loves waiting. Loves seeing how turned on and worked up Billy gets from it all.
Eventually, the jeans come down and Steve’s then mouthing at Billy’s cock through his boxers.
“Good boy, use your tongue, aah - that’s it, that’s my boy.” Billy would breathe out with so much lust in his throat, while Steve’s doing exactly what Billy wants. Catering to his every demand.
Tongue lolling out to drag over the thin cotton material over Billy’s cock, making it soaked while kissing and whimpering against it which just makes Billy growl and grip Steve’s hair tighter.
Steve’s mouth is warm and wet and Billy’s not even in there yet. He can’t fucking wait- he’s pulling Steve back, and Steve moans-
Almost like a complaint that he’s not on Billy anymore, but it’s only for a moment as Billy drags his boxers down enough for his cock to spring free- then he’s yanking Steve back in.
“Open your mouth- open your fucking mouth-“ Billy’s breathing heavy while pulling Steve back in, which Steve complies to and even sticks his tongue out far.
Billy nearly fucking chokes at that because Steve really is just perfect and Billy can barely contain himself. But he can at least for a little longer.
Billy moves a hand down to cup under Steve’s jaw and turns Steve so his head is sideways looking up at him- thumb moving to pin Steve’s tongue in place against his bottom lip so he can just slide himself across- not in- across Steve’s open mouth.
Slow. Over and over. Back and forth. So Steve can feel every vein and how heavy and warm it is on his tongue and lips and the way Billy’s cock will twitch occasionally while it’s moving across his open mouth and-
Steve’s already whimpering at Billy, keeping eye contact with him-
“You’re such a good slut for being so patient, aren’t you? That’s my boy. Mmh, there you go, baby.~” Billy says, with the biggest shit eating grin on his face while his hips rock at that slow pace- because he knows Steve wants more. He’s so good for not turning his head and trying to suck on it.
And Steve can’t stand it because he wants Billy inside his mouth already and he doesn’t want to wait any longer but on the other hand-
Steve just absolutely relishes in it. He’s so ready to cum from just this. Just Billy talking to him and rubbing himself over his open mouth and fucking loving every bit of it.
Hearing this man pant and growl- seeing his dark bushy brows furrow together and jaw hanging open while he uses Steve to get off-
Steve loves getting to be the one to see Billy like this. So he lets Billy tease him for a loooong while.
Steve lets out such pretty noises and his cheeks are such a beautiful pink, his hair is a mess from Billy grabbing it and he’s looking up at Billy with these eyes that are just telling him to use him however Billy wants.
And Billy nearly loses it after a few more thrusts, which is then when he decides he cannot handle it anymore and gives Steve his very well deserved face fucking.
Office AU where catboy!Steve and Billy both work for companies in the same building. Steve is a miserable office drone who tries really hard to just blend into the background because he doesn't like the attention his eyes and tail get while Billy is more of a big shot in fancy suits and a cocky grin that absolutely lights up his face when he and Steve end up on the same elevator.
Sure, Steve's coworkers remark on how lucky he is to get hit on by the hottest manager in the whole building. But none of them suspect that when Steve and Billy meet during lunch at Billy's office, it's so Steve can eagerly suck Billy off while he answers some emails, purring and mewling once Billy's hands are free to stroke his ears and dig his expensive leather shoes into Steve's clothed erection.
No one notices the occasional drawn out toilet breaks on an unused floor, when Steve gags on Billy's fingers as he gets fucked against an unused office table. There's no better stress relief than getting eaten out afterwards by Billy, till Steve is loose-limbed, his shirt a little crumpled and his hole is all pink and sensitive when he sits down later.
Catboy!Steve has a pretty good pokerface, but a couple of fellow cat people absolutely notice the way he leans into Billy's space and his ears twitch in visible excitement when he spots Billy coming right for him.
