head empty, only bunny boy kageyama ! — content :: 16+. hybrids. mention of breeding kink. master/pet. mommy kink. orgasam denial. praise. use of the words slut, bunny, baby boy,
bunny boy kageyama who's always waits patiently for his owner to get back home. he tries to be obedient for you, he really does, but he gets so needy thinking about his pretty and caring owner. every aspect of you is so lovely to kageyama. he can't wait to stuff your pretty little cunt full.
when you came home that day, you were admittedly exhausted. you didn't think they would work you that hard at work today and you just wanted to get home and relax with your sweet bunny. when you opened the door, you called out for your pet but got no answer. just silence.
you found that really strange because kageyama always told you if he was going out, and you didn't receive any text from him. as you walk deeper into the house, you could hear rapid sqeeking noises and moans.
kageyama was too bust rutting into the mattress, head in your pillow as he was taking in your sent, his little tail twitching. his cock leaked on the colored sheet and his moans strained and sweet cries. the poor thing didn't even notice you walk in the room, or your presence behind him.
"what are you doing bunny?"
kageyama let out a high pitched whine and slowed the movement of his hips down. he hesitated but turned his head over to the side, ears resting on the side of his head in shame.
"mo-mommy?" he sniffled.
you now got a good look at his face and god, he looked like a mess. such a pretty messy bunny, with his face flushed red and drool running from his mouth. he looked as if he wanted to cry and that turned you on impossibly more.
"stop and turn over baby boy," you said, slightly breathless at the sight before you. kageyama stopped all movement, and his eyes widen before he skeptically turned over and on his back, suprised at your soft tone in voice. he would have normally been punished for touching himself without your permission but the fact that you weren't only made his tummy turn.
kageyama opened his legs automatically, which caused you to smile down at him with a gentle and loving smile. he was such a good little bunny for you.
you ran your hands up his leg up and rested once you reached his thigh. kageyama whimperd, cock twitching against his belly. you swallowed thickly before speaking, "what happened baby?" you gripped his muscular thigh and moved your other hand so that it was on his firm ass. "you wanted mommy so bad you couldn't wait a bit longer, huh?"
"m' s-sorry mommy, i didn't mean to!" the pet stuttered, trying his hardest to keep his legs opened like a good bunny. he didn't want to make his master upset.
"oh, is that so?" your hand travels up his stomach until you reached his swollen tip. you gently graze your palm across it and he bucked his hips and bit down on his lip to keep in his moans. after teasing him for some second, you wrapped your hand around his pretty cock, giving a few tugs before you leaning down and kissed one of the noticeable veins. the bunny reacted significantly, letting out a suprised wail. "i'm so sorry baby, mommy should really do a better job at taking care of her pretty boy."
kageyama nodded hastily as his legs started to shake, trying to keep himself from coming without permission. his vision was so hazy and he was so, so dizzy with lust.
your hand started to move at a steady motion and you began to praise him, "such a pretty slut, aren't you? mommy's pretty little bunny wants to come, doesn't he?" you giggled lightly at the dazed nod your precious bunny replies with. "want mommy to make you come or you wanna do it by yourself?"
"no no, m-mommy please don't! wan' mommy to make me come, i need you.." his reply was so quick and his words were slurred, it almost made you laugh but you didn't want to make your bunny upset.
"mm... that's adorable," you felt his cock twitch in your hand, signaling that tobio would come soon and that's when you stopped. you stopped moving your hand all together and squeezed his tip lightly to stop his orgasam.
"too bad you'll have to beg like a good bunny. you'll do that, won't you?"
i have spent a solid 3 hours trying to figure out which summer classes to take so that i can go into uni and have more gen ed classes done and my cc doesn’t even have them bc i’m a chem major and they don’t have the big mommy chem classes
“i love you,” he mutters, his breath hot in your face, spit connecting your lips together, “pretty girl.”
toji says it like he means it and you almost believe him as he hovers above you with eyes closed shut, your leg thrown over his shoulder. toji loves fucking you in odd angles, in all sorts of positions, and he always hits deep inside of you, walls wrapping around his cock so tightly that it’s almost suffocating.
usually, he’ll fuck you until your mind goes numb, pounding into your little cunt with brute force until you’re gushing all over him. he grips your hips so hard that it leaves dark bruises, he slams against you so harshly that your ass starts the sting. it leaves you with your back arching, hands weakly grasping at his chest.
“a dirty, little slut.” he’d usually say.
but with his eyes squeezed shut, the delicate touches on your body, the torturously slow pace he’s already set, he basks in the feeling of your walls pulsating around him. if he thinks hard enough, remembers hard enough, he can see her.
he can remember how it feels to have her under him, the soft ‘i love you’ exchanged between the two of them, the emotion rushing through his veins. he can feel the stability that was once provided to him. but that’s gone and all he has left is you — his dirty little slut.
but you still spread your legs open, still let him stuff his cock into your little cunny. there’s no time for your mind to wander when you’re babbling, your hole barely able to fit the immense mass of cum he spills into you. it’s a warm feeling, sticky and messy, but it’s warm and you’re always left in your post orgasm haze, staring up at him admirably.
while the most prominent thing about him might be the scar on his lip or his muscular build, all you see are long lashes and pretty eyes. full of disappointment and longing, but pretty nonetheless.
“i love you,” he mutters, his breath hot in your face, spit connecting your lips together, “pretty girl.”
toji says it like he means it and you almost believe him as he hovers above you with eyes closed shut, your leg thrown over his shoulder. toji loves fucking you in odd angles, in all sorts of positions, and he always hits deep inside of you, walls wrapping around his cock so tightly that it’s almost suffocating.
usually, he’ll fuck you until your mind goes numb, pounding into your little cunt with brute force until you’re gushing all over him. he grips your hips so hard that it leaves dark bruises, he slams against you so harshly that your ass starts the sting. it leaves you with your back arching, hands weakly grasping at his chest.
“a dirty, little slut.” he’d usually say.
but with his eyes squeezed shut, the delicate touches on your body, the torturously slow pace he’s already set, he basks in the feeling of your walls pulsating around him. if he thinks hard enough, remembers hard enough, he can see her.
he can remember how it feels to have her under him, the soft ‘i love you’ exchanged between the two of them, the emotion rushing through his veins. he can feel the stability that was once provided to him. but that’s gone and all he has left is you — his dirty little slut.
but you still spread your legs open, still let him stuff his cock into your little cunny. there’s no time for your mind to wander when you’re babbling, your hole barely able to fit the immense mass of cum he spills into you. it’s a warm feeling, sticky and messy, but it’s warm and you’re always left in your post orgasm haze, staring up at him admirably.
while the most prominent thing about him might be the scar on his lip or his muscular build, all you see are long lashes and pretty eyes. full of disappointment and longing, but pretty nonetheless.
NOTES: @saikoaych Thank you for requesting from my time event, babe 🥺
Your mother had warned you about the dangers of the dark forest on the edge of the village. You found it odd because you were born in a modern town with supermarkets and electricity, but she still found the dark forest scary.
Oftentimes, you had told her you would be able to enter the forest with nothing but a flashlight and you would come out just fine.
Oftentimes, she’d scold you and tell you off—that young ladies shouldn’t be so careless.
So for all of your life, until you were eighteen, you had never stepped past the threshold that crossed into the dark forest that was always dark, no matter how sunny it was.
You bid farewell to your mother for college. You rarely visited because you wanted the taste of freedom you never had when you lived with her in that town.
You came back when she died, and finally, there was no one to tell you to not go into the dark forest. You had driven hours from your college and empty snack bags and drink bottles were in your car.
You didn’t understand why you weren’t allowed, so you walked into the dark forest with your phone and your flashlight on. It was chilly, but you had a feeling it would be so you wore a soft sweater.
You were barely paying attention to the time, but you did notice what your clock read at its final moments before your flashlight and phone turned off.
It was 4:44 am.
You swore you charged your phone all the way tonight. Honestly, there wasn’t a real reason for you to be going into the forest. Something simply always called you there.
"She's here."
You jolted at the whisper you heard fluttering by your left ear before you heard it again on your right here.
"She's here."
"Hello?" you called out.
"Yuuta, Yuuta, she's here!"
Hands gripped onto your hand, making you squeal and drop your phone.
"I'm sorry," a soft voice called out. "I didn't mean to scare you."
"Who—Who are you?"
"If you may."
As if curtains being pulled apart to let the wind in, a bright light slowly appeared, lighting the forest up.
You raised your head slightly to eye the attractive man in front of you. You were a bit taken aback because of his dark, black eyes and his pointy ears.
"What are you?" you questioned.
He frowned for a moment before leaning in to sniff you. You leaned your head to the side unconsciously, but he took it as a sign of submission.
"You smell the same, Y/N."
"You know me?"
"We know each other," he corrected. "You used to come here to play with me when you were a child. You were so cute and chubby, always following me around everywhere."
"Wha—"
"You even said you'd marry me," he said with a pout. "You're not going to lie to a pixie, are you? We can get quite mad."
"A pixie?" you questioned.
"Mhm."
As if on cue, his ears wiggled and he looked expectantly at you.
"Pixies aren't real," you said. "I made them up. They're fictional."
"Hmph. We are very real. Your mother refused to let you come into the forest once she saw me. She said we were vicious demons. How rude. We're not vicious at all, you see."
You began to feel dizzy. Yuuta's hands gently pushed you down onto your knees before laying you on your back and tucking your legs out.
You weren't even aware of what was happening. You could see the soft fluttering of wings above you as other pixies flew away, leaving you alone with Yuuta.
His hands trailed up your sweater, pulling it off your body. He trailed kissed up your tummy, humming delightfully at how soft and warm you were.
A soft sigh left your lips and he smiled at that. You were frightened and unsure because you couldn't remember him, but he would help you.
You promised him you'd marry him and he held onto that promise for years, waiting for you to grow up before he could do anything.
He was devastated when you left town. He rarely talked to anyone and preferred to be by himself, but he immediately knew when you came back to town. He could feel you—smell you.
"So pretty," he cooed as he tore off your bra and pants, eyes roaming your body.
You shivered from the cold and he brushed his hands over your body, warming you up with his powers before tugging your panties off.
He kissed your inner thighs and your hipbone, hands gripping your thighs softly and pulling your legs apart.
He cooed at how wet you were, leaning in to sniff your pretty cunt. He groaned softly at how good you smelled.
Pixies were known to be tricksters with bad tempers that enjoyed preying upon humans, but you were special. You were the only human he ever cared for.
His tongue laid flat on your cunt, flicking upwards. Your back arched slightly and a moan left your lips.
He hummed in satisfaction at the moan that left your lips. He was proud of himself for making you feel good.
His pretty lips were wet with your cum, wrapped around your clit as he sucked on it like a newborn baby on a mother's nipple.
Shudders racked through your body and gasps left your lips. Your eyes were foggy, closed in content. Your eyebrows were furrowed in, fingers digging into the earth as Yuuta lapped at your cunt.
His tongue flicked back and forth on your clit. He moved one of his hands to press his index finger against your cunt.
You mewled, toes flexing and digging into the dirt as his finger slid inside you, curling against your sweet spot.
He pumped his finger in and out of you while licking your swollen clit, occasionally pausing to kiss the inside of your thigh lovingly.
"M-More," you breathed out.
He smiled against your clit, sliding a second finger inside you. You let out a lewd moan at the feeling of being stretched out.
Your hips began moving, moving your cunt against his face. His nose breathed in your scent deeply, picking up his pace.
Your hand weakly shot out to tangle your fingers in his hair. He groaned at the feeling of your fingernails scratching against his scalp, pulling him closer to your cunt.
He lapped at your cunt, tongue flicking from his fingers stuffed inside your cunt to your swollen and aching clit.
"I—'m cum-cumming—"
Your back arched as you creamed all over his face. He licked you through your orgasm, making your body shake and tremble.
You cried out for him to stop, hands weakly pushing him away. He lifted his face out of your cunt, a soft popping sound emitting along with a trail of cum and saliva connecting his lips to your clit.
