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OK SO I SAW A FEW OTHER PEOPLE I FOLLOW TALKING ABOUT THIS and this may be why posts from the main aren't showing up for people;

I think my entire blog got flagged as mature, so if you want to see my posts, please make sure show mature content is on!

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doodle of callon and another character from the novel whos literally only been mentioned here once but idgaf bc for a doodle i like it a lot actually

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Actually yeah why haven’t I seen hybrid stuff combined with omegaverse style dynamics. I feel like there’s potential there.

Like okay, hear me out. Regular Alpha/Beta/Omega stuff but like…maybe hybrids are always either an Alpha or an Omega, and maybe they’re like. The fuckin S-tier version of that, like the Enigma in A/B/O Desire and whatever the omega equivalent of that would be.

Imagine a loser anti-social alpha who adopts a Puppyboy omega. He figures if it’s a puppyboy, it has to like him, even if he’s a bit of an asshole. Puppyboys don’t hate anyone.

And the puppyboy does! Within five seconds of meeting him he thinks his new master is the best! He gets to eat all this yummy food, he gets to make a much nicer nest than before, (what are cages if not…nest holders…), and…he gets his hole filled almost whenever he wants! This is awesome!! :D

See, that’s the double edged sword of an omega puppyboy; omega puppyboys enter heat every other week. Everyone thinks they want an omega puppyboy, but…many underestimate how much dedication that takes.

So the poor puppy needs to be bred often, crying and humping the pillow and clothes in his nest if he doesn’t get paid any attention. At first, his alpha has quite a bit of fun with his new puppy; his hole is always ready, stretched and wet with slick, hugging his cock tightly whenever he fucks him. But eventually…

Dear God, he can’t keep up.

From morning until he goes to bed, puppy wants to play. The puppy almost always needs a cock in his mouth or in his hole, he’s gotta cum at least three times a day or he starts humping the furniture, and he needs LOTS of affection. He’s always under his alpha’s desk or on his lap, and when his alpha leaves, he freaks out. He’ll just lay by the door until he gets back, and try not to cry.

At the very least though, despite everything…he does make his alpha happy. He forces his alpha out the house for walks, he keeps him company, and he certainly satiates other needs. He’s just…a lot.

Although, there is one way to quell a puppyboy’s sex drive, if only temporarily. Just knock him up! He’s more than happy to carry his masters pups. Then again, that might just make it worse after awhile…

Idk I just feel like there’s potential there. Get 👏 Your 👏 Puppyboy 👏 Pregnant 👏 He’s earned it.

Now if I were to write this would it be omega reader or alpha reader…

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Ddlc and the boys, yes. And they shall all where pretty skirt

the mental image of rennyn and Anthony is halarious and cute. Tali and callon is still cute but not surprising honestly. I feel like tali would be the guy who’s like “whoa this feels so freeing I love this, this is so nice.”

(Ok this me just doing the “imagine your favorite character with your problems” this with callon feel free to ignore lol) feel like he’d sorta hate not having something on his legs. Like the thought of walking around completely bare legged just feels weird depending on the situation so he always wearing pants, high socks, tights, leggings, high shoes etc. projecting this on him because, besides sensory issues, I hate having my whole legs out because they’re long so it’s a lot of bare open kinda awkward looking space. It makes it more obvious how tall I am and kinda makes me look taller (me and callon in the corner convincing eachother we’re cute little guys)

~⭐️ anon

I think Tali is one of those people that doesn’t really consider stuff like makeup or skirts masculine or feminine. If he thinks it’s neat, he’ll do it. I can see him using he/they pronouns tbh.

This was something mentioned FOREVER ago, but I think I wrote before how Taleisin doesn’t like showing skin; like at all. He is always wearing long pants and long sleeves, and if it’s a t shirt, there’s a long sleeved shirt under it

I think he’s just a little insecure in general, so he likes staying covered up. Whereas Callon on the other hand, is the opposite. He’s a whore. It doesn’t matter the weather, he will wear a crop top outside. He shaves his legs but also keeps the happy trail and bush in tact. Which like, iconic tbh

I DO want to draw Taleisin in programmer socks at some point. I mean, he’s a programmer. That should be part of his uniform.

I should redraw him as this

Honestly tho I do the same thing. Half the reason I write Callon so much is he’s the oc I relate to the most, so I just throw my shit onto him LMAOOO

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Saw this meme and needed to redraw it with tali

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Callon and doctor rp

Callon gets hurt, Alex helps him, Callon decides to joke around pretending to be patient and calling him doctor and shit and placing Alex hands on different parts of him like “oh doctor this parts been feeling kinda funny, same with here, maybe you should do a full body check up to make sure I’m ok” and alex plays along but soon they both actually wanna fuck and just keep up the bit.

It’d be funny and wholesome if neither of them can take it fully serious, like callon moaning some shit like “yes doctor right there” and they both just end up kinda laughing in between moans because they think it’s so cliche and funny

~⭐️ anon who likes when they match eachothers freak but also eachothers silly, im also scared for what you have planned for Alex- GET DOWN DR. ALYX GET BEHIND ME (i will side step, im excited for the trauma)

I feel like Alex and Dr rp would be like me with the sexy teacher bit. When it’s your actual job…it’s a lot harder to get into it LMAO

He’d try! He’d play along for a little bit, but eventually Callon would say something that just makes him lose it. Something that’s just, so utterly ridiculous he can’t maintain the facade.

I always love sex scenes or smut that’s kind of silly. Sometimes funny stuff happens during sex, and I think there’s a special type of intimacy that comes with being goofy with someone when you’re so vulnerable.

I think part of the reason why Alex loves Callon is because he makes him laugh. He’s just constantly saying the most crazy unhinged shit, and even if he acts like he’s annoyed or weirded out, he thinks it’s hilarious. Like, yes, Callon is conventionally attractive, but he’s also a horrible flirt. Absolutely fucking awful. He simply gets away with it because he’s hot. So they really are “me and the bad bitch I pulled by being goofy”

The thing with Callon is he WILL commit to the bit. Like even after Alex starts laughing he keeps going. It starts with Alex just rolling his eyes and being like “shut up and let me blow you” but he just . Keeps going.

“Oh, but doctor, my insurance wouldn’t cover that…” and Alex ends up choking on his dick just because he’s laughing. Later on kissing him just so he shuts up. Stuff like that is so fun to me.

The biggest changes I made to his trauma based on what’s been written here is

1) no more sister. I was talking to my editor and she was nope. She’s gotta go. So rip. She doesn’t die in the car accident, but of a drug overdose a year later. After the accident, she lost any sense of impulse control, and quickly spiraled.

2) In the car accident, Alex is now the one driving the car, and he was also high. So he blames himself for her death.

3) He’s spent time working in an ER during his residency, so he’s seen people die, he’s seen stuff just as gruesome as what Callon’s seen; maybe even worse. He had a job lined up closer to home, but the hospital was shut down before he started, and in his home country, his status as a mage makes it hard for him to find a job. So despite all the schooling, all the debt he’s taken on, he ends up working at his family’s auto repair shop; that is, until he applies for a hemomancy fellowship on a whim, fully not expecting to get it. But then he does, and then he gets to go to fun magic island to become licensed in magical medicine. Yay!

I do think the age change, while not actually a big deal (even less so in my world, given both of them will live past a century), would make Callon 10x more annoying. Lots of jokes about his daddy kink, but also lots of jokes just calling Alex old. He oversleeps one time and Callon is just “alright, that’s it, retirement home”

The beard and few gray hairs make him look a bit older, honestly. Gonna be fun when he’s like 70-100 and Callon still looks 25.

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Watched a bunch of mafia/crime shows to develop Callon more when I swapped main projects, and I realized Alex is severely underdeveloped in comparison

So I started watching The Pitt and oh. Ohhhhhhh I have ideas. Get in the trauma blender cowboy it’s your turn.

One of the changes I made for my big boy novel is all of them are older. However, he’s slightly older than Callon now, with Callon being 25 and Alex being 30, cause I wanted him to be like. A wholesss doctor already, as in my worldbuilding you need to get your regular MD before you can pursue magical medicine. He’s so tired all of the time. Honestly, I still struggle with coloring black hair, but I lowkey like the idea he’s already got gray hairs at 30 . Like I fucked up but it worked

But yes the photo on his id is one of my first drawings of him after I finished his design lmao

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I didn’t do this intentionally but because I fucked up coloring his hair it’s canon he’s graying at 30 and Callon gives him shit for it

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I feel like Callon would prank call Alex just for shits and gigs. Alex gets a call at like 1 am like “Callon it’s 1 am what-“ and before he finish his sentence callon just says “chicken butt” and hangs up. And Alex just has to, fall asleep. It’s not like he can call back and ask why he did that cuz he knows there’s literally no reason besides he was probably slightly bored, kinda missed him, and knew that Alex would just accept it

~⭐️ anon

I love this idea but I also love the idea that when does this he’s incredibly high and like, somehow fucks up prank calling him.

Like he’s trying really hard to tell the joke but he just keeps laughing. It gets to a point where Callon tries to give it up and just have a normal conversation, but Alex is just “no, no. Keep going.”

In the novel and in some of the stories here, it’s mentioned Alyx has a pretty fucked up sleep schedule. His home country and where the story takes place are on different hemispheres, and when you can just …teleport, the time difference does a number on you. So he’s pretty consistently awake at 1-5 AM, as his weird grad school schedule never really gives him a reason to correct this (which ends up being how he meets Tali)

All that to say, he’s completely coherent and awake when Callon’s doing this shit. Like, there’s a nonzero chance he’s actually studying in the library with Tali when this happens. Like they’re both in the computer lab, quietly working on their own stuff when Alex’s phone rings, and Tali can hear Callon laughing over the phone from the other side of the room.

Side note love the idea that Taleisin, typically blissfully unaware, socially awkward Taleisin, is the first to clock both of them having feelings for each other. Like he casually is like “yeah that one time your boyfriend called you and-”

“…who?”

“The guy who calls you? At night, when you’re here? Who’s always like, laughing and screaming?”

“He is not my boyfriend.”

Like Alex is so defensive about it even Taleisin is like. Mmhmm. Alright bud.

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CW: petplay, AU where omegaverse exists solely in hybrids, Male omega puppyhybrid x fem reader, mommy/daddy kink, pegging, watching your partner breed your puppyboy, pegging your puppyboy fem chubby reader, mmf threesome, dom reader, femdom, degradation, size humiliation, hole inspection, threesome, slightly cucking your puppy, eating cum out of you, ruined orgasm, everyone is over 18 and consenting adults all that jazz

Puppy/Hybrid AU Masterlist

Saw the concept of ‘forever puppies’ on here applied to hybrids awhile back, and after my idea of combining hybrids with omegaverse…I had an idea.

Puppyboy hybrid who wants so badly to be a big, scary dog, to be an alpha, but is just…puppy. That’s all he’ll ever be. Born to be forever loved and doted on, not to be a predator.

Imagine…He wakes up in the middle of the night, crawling into your bed and wrapping his arms around you. At first, you don’t think much of it; it’s not uncommon for him to come sneak into yours and your boyfriend’s bed, startled by some random noise or car headlights from outside. However, you quickly learn that isn’t the case.

He isn’t scared. Instead, he starts to thrust his hips back and forth, rubbing his hard cock against your bare thigh. He speaks softly into your ear as wet precum drips onto your leg.

“Mommy?” He mumbles into your arm, lightly moaning with each word. “Mommy, wake up. Mommy, it’s happening?”

Your eyes slowly flutter open. “What is it?”

“My rut. I’m rutting, I think. I-I need to feel you.”

This again.

He’s not. Dogs get ruts. Puppies like him get heats. It didn’t matter if he was a boy, his biology had decided for him that he was meant to submit. Still, he was always trying to find an excuse for you to play with his cock.

“Mmhmm,” you hum sarcastically.

“No, really, I am!” His whispers grew louder, only until he remembers your boyfriend was sleeping right next to you. “You-You can feel it, right?”

You let out a sigh, and reach down to feel his cock. It wasn’t very big, certainly not as big as your partner’s. Still, if he could manage to control himself, he’d be able to please you.

“I feel it…” you trailed off. It was clear from your tone you were unconvinced.

“Please, please mommy, please let me put it in! I-I need to.” He whimpered as he continued to thrust against your soft skin.

“No, baby. Not right now. Here,” you motioned towards your chest. He quickly moved his head closer, resting on your breasts. “Just lay here and suck on mommy until you calm down.”

“No…” he whined. “I need-I need to-”

“You can do whatever you need to do in my hand.” You said firmly before grabbing his cock. “Just relax.”

He continued to whimper, but did as you said, placing his mouth on one of your nipples. He thrust back and forth, curled up as he fucked into your hand while sucking on your breast.

“There, good boy.” You leaned in and kissed the top of his forehead. “If you keep being good, I might suck it.”

His ears perked up, but he kept going, swapping to the other breast. It almost felt like his cock had grown just a little bigger in your hand. He started to lick faster, his thrusts growing even more erratic as his tongue sloppily moved around your nipple, barely able to stay focused. If you didn’t stop him, he’d cum.

You tightened your grip. “Ah-ah. Control yourself, puppy.”

“I’m sorry, mommy…” he slowed down, and you began to rub just the tip of his cock, evoking a moan from him that he failed to suppress. “Mommy…can I lick your pussy? Or just see it? Or even, even just smell it, I…”

“I don’t know. That’s a pretty big ask.” You couldn’t help but start to get wet, but of course, you wouldn’t tell him that. “I’m not sure if you’ve earned that yet. You really think you’re rutting?”

He nodded, “mmhmm, I-”

“Turn around and show mommy your hole.”

“No! No, I’m-I’m not in heat. I’m not a puppy, I-”

“Turn. Around.” You said sternly. If he wanted your pussy so bad, he’d need to prove it.

He looked to the side, nervous, then followed your order. He got on his hands on knees, spreading himself for you; you didn’t even need to ask for that. It was hard to see in the dark, but as you ran your fingers across his hole, wet with slick and already gaping, it was clear he was in heat. He needed cock.

“You look so ready,” you smiled, still teasing the outside of his hole as his cock dangled between his legs. “Mommy could slide right in.”

“I…” he bit his lip, suppressing a moan. Once you started to tease his hole, he came to his senses. Having a rut was just a fantasy, a pheromone-induced delusion of grandeur.

You slipped a finger inside with ease, speaking low as you leaned your head closer to him. “Do you want mommy’s cock?”

“…mmhmm.” It almost sounded like he was crying, admitting defeat. He knew he needed to be fucked, but his cock had been neglected for so long.

“Go get it.”

He quickly scampered off, going into your closet and grabbing your strap. He carried it in his mouth, looking up at you with wide eyes before letting go of it.

“Good boy,” you pet him once more as he leaned into your touch. You put it on, your strap dangling in front of his face. “Go on, get it wet.”

He nodded, opening his mouth and licking your cock all over, not hesitating to take it down his throat. You caressed his face before you started to move, gently fucking his throat. “That’s right. You love having a cock in your mouth. Don’t you?”

“Mm-mmhmm,” he barely managed to get out, his mouth full and face covered in spit.

“Good boy. Good puppy.” You praised him, his eyes lighting up at your words. “Do you want mommy to fuck you?”

“Mmhmm!” He was struggling to hold back. There was no doubt, you’d absolutely be waking your boyfriend up.

“Turn around, spread your legs,” you ordered, giving him a light tap on the face as you pulled your cock out of him.

He happily nodded his head, spit dripping from his lips as he turned around. You could hear your boyfriend stir, slowly starting to wake up, but…he probably wouldn’t mind.

You teased your puppy with the tip of your cock, his hole eager. “Now tell mommy what you want.”

“I want…” he was still catching his breath. “I want mommy’s cock in me.”

“Hmm,” you barely moved, pushing not even the entire tip inside. “I don’t know. I thought you said you were rutting.”

“I-I um, I was joking, I just…I wanted to be funny…”

“Mmhmm…” you said as you caressed his ass, still teasing him with your strap. “But you’re just a dumb little puppy, right? You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes!” He cried out, his ears twitching, his tail lifted high as it wagged back and forth. “I’m just…just a dumb puppy…please, fuck me!”

“Good boy,” you said as you rubbed his back. You slowly pushed inside, his hole taking your strap eagerly.

He whimpered and moaned as the strap bottomed out inside him. “That’s it,” you whispered. You established a slow, steady rhythm as you thrust in and out; making him savor every inch.

It didn’t take long until you heard someone else starting to moan. Beside you, your boyfriend had woken up; and thoroughly enjoyed what he saw. He watched you as if in admiration, stroking his fat cock as you fucked your puppy.

He smiled at you, and you smiled back, thrusting even faster. Your boyfriend moved closer, getting on his knees next to you and pulling you in for a kiss. You gripped your puppy’s ass tighter, keeping your balance as you felt your boyfriend’s tongue against your own.

“At this rate, he’ll wake the neighbors,” you joked between kisses.

“Let’s fix that,” said your boyfriend. He moved in front of your puppy, his hard cock dripping precum as it hovered in front of the puppy’s face, barely out of reach. You couldn’t see his reaction, but the way his voice hitched made it clear he was excited.

Your boyfriend pet his head, cupping the puppy’s face. “Hi, puppy,” he spoke in a low, soft tone

As soon as the puppy tried to respond, you thrust even harder. Fast, long strokes hit his prostate as he cried out in pleasure. “H-H-Hi…” he trailed off, panting.

“Having fun?”

He nodded his head, “yes…yes daddy,” he moaned. You had no plans on slowing down. “I-” He moaned again as you interrupted another thought, slamming into him.

“Looks like someone’s in heat, waking up in the middle of the night like this. Poor thing,” he cooed.

You grinned, “he told me he was ‘tutting’. You wouldn’t believe how he was begging for my pussy.”

“Oh, really?” Said your boyfriend, moving closer to the puppy’s face, letting out a quiet laugh. “Now, that just sounds silly, doesn’t it?”

You could barely make out what the puppy was trying to say, his answer nothing more than a collection of whimpers.

“You should see his eyes,” said your boyfriend. “The way they follow my cock. See, an alpha wouldn’t do that. Wouldn’t be so entranced by a big cock in front of them. Come on, puppy, open up.”

Your puppy did as he was told, opening his mouth further as your boyfriend thrust his cock down the puppy’s throat. “That’s it, atta boy.”

Your strokes pushed his mouth further and further down onto your boyfriend, yet the puppy didn’t struggle; his body was built for cock.

The puppy let out another muffled moan as he shivered, and soon enough he had cum onto the bedsheets; his cock didn’t even need to be touched.

You pulled out of him as your boyfriend lauded him with praise and pets, pulling out of his mouth shortly after. The puppy desperately tried to catch its breath. “…daddy, daddy please, please can I fuck mommy’s pussy?” He begged. “I’ve been good, I just really want to feel it…”

Your boyfriend laughed, “puppy, you just came.”

You pulled the strap out of him, reaching to touch his still twitching, softening cock. As soon as your hand wrapped around it, he shuddered, letting out a staggered moan.

“You don’t want to go back to bed after all that?” You asked as you teased his sensitive cock.

“No…not really…” the puppy shook his head. “I’m wide awake.”

“Of course you are,” your boyfriend chuckled, petting his hair once more. “Tell you what. If you can sit still and watch-”

“I can! I can!” He interrupted, tail rapidly wagging back and forth. “Please just let me fuck her!”

Your boyfriend let out a slightly annoyed sigh. “Open.”

The puppy did as he was told, tongue panting. Your boyfriend shoved his cock back inside. “There. Now you can’t interrupt.” He slowly moved back and forth, continuing to fuck the puppy’s mouth. “I’ll let you fuck mommy’s pussy if you’re able to sit and watch, and if you spend the rest of your heat in the cage.”

You let out a nervous laugh. “That’s a little overkill, don’t you think?”

Your boyfriend shrugged. “It’s not like he needs it. So long as he can be bred, he’ll be fine.” He looked back down at the puppy, still excitedly licking at his cock. “What do you think?” He asked as he pulled out.

The puppy caught his breath, still excited. “Yes! Yes! Yes! I can do it! I just wanna feel mommy so bad…” he whined.

“Alright, buddy, he patted his head. “Now go lay down. You can play with yourself, but no touching until one of us says so, okay?”

He happily nodded, moving next to you on the bed; he didn’t want to miss anything.

Your boyfriend moved his head between your legs, reaching down and slowly dragging his tongue across your wet, eager pussy. “You must’ve been waiting for awhile.”

You bit your lip, feeling his tongue wander around your wet pussy as it drew circles across your clit. “Maybe,” you teased.

He pulled away, pushing a finger inside you with ease. “You take care of him, I’ll take care of you.”

You nodded, already imagining his fat cock stretching you out. Out the corner of your eye, you could see your pathetic little puppy jerking himself to you. “Fuck, I want you inside me,” you moaned.

Your boyfriend pulled your legs close, resting his cock on your stomach. “Puppy, come here.”

The puppy moved towards him, looking down at your boyfriend’s cock in awe.

“See how big it is?”

“Mmhmm…” his mouth was watering from the sight.

“It’s a lot bigger than you’re, isn’t it ” He asked, grabbing the puppy’s cock.

The puppy didn’t seem at all bothered by his statement. “Mmhmm…”

“Good boy. Now just watch.” Your boyfriend pushed inside you, letting out a moan as he felt your warmth. It didn’t take long for you to feel him hit your gspot, his thick cock filling you up with ease. He kept your legs up, pushing you ever so slightly back to get even deeper.

The puppy desperately jerked himself off at the sight. “C-Can I cuddle while she’s getting fucked?”

“You go right ahead,” your boyfriend spoke for you. The puppy moved ever closer to you, resting his head on your chest. You pet the puppy’s head as you felt your boyfriend fuck you, the force of his thrusts shaking your body.

The puppy thrusted his leaking cock against your thigh, and you leaned down to kiss him. He eagerly returned your affection, his tongue against yours as you moaned into his mouth.

Your boyfriend’s pace quickened, and now you were the one struggling to stay quiet. As he continued, you felt yourself getting tighter, on the brink of orgasm. Your boyfriend thrust harder and harder, before eventually coming inside you, both of you moaning in sync.

Your head fell deeper into the pillow. You could’ve blissfully fallen back asleep right there, satisfied after being filled.

Your puppy on the other hand, was restless at this point.

Your boyfriend’s chest rose and fell as he caught his breath, unable to speak when the puppy eagerly scampered up to him. He said nothing, still breathing heavy, before grabbing the puppy by the hair and shoving his face between your legs.

The puppy didn’t complain, happily licking up your juices; and your boyfriend’s cum. A treat like this was special, and with how quickly he dragged his tongue across your cunt, it was clear he wasn’t letting the opportunity go to waste.

“There you go…come on, taste it,” said your boyfriend, his voice low.

The puppy’s tongue moved erratically, as if he was starved for your warmth. He dragged his tongue across your clit, still sensitive after you came. He lifted his head up, looking towards you with wide eyes. “Can…Can I go inside now?” He asked, his voice quivering.

You smiled, letting out a weak laugh. “Sure, puppy. Just don’t go too fast. Don’t want it to be over too soon, okay?”

He nodded, “I know, I know,” he said as he took your boyfriend’s place, stroking his cock as he looked over your pussy. Your boyfriend stood behind him, as if overseeing him.

He slowly pushed inside you, your warm, wet pussy enveloping him with ease. You watched as he shuddered, whimpering before he even started to move. “Oh, fuck…” he mumbled, his eyes wide, mouth hanging open as he felt your cunt around his cock.

“That’s it,” you praised him, watching as your boyfriend kissed his neck from behind, guiding his hips.

“Now pull out, back and forth,” your boyfriend hummed between kisses. “There you go.

The puppy moaned as he established a slow rhythm. His cock was nothing compared to your boyfriend, but the look on his face, flushed and drowning in pleasure, was quite a sight.

Your boyfriend let go of him, petting his head. The puppy moved faster, quickly getting excited. He couldn’t control himself, moving faster, and faster, and faster, moans growing louder. “Mommy, mommy you feel so good!” He cried out.

He bit his lip, trying to stifle more whimpers. By the look on his face, you knew he was close. You didn’t bother to stop him; he’d learn his lesson eventually.

“Oh no, oh no, no, no!” He whimpered, letting out another moan as he came deep inside you.

You weren’t that surprised, he could never control himself; but you couldn’t help but pity him.

“She tried to tell you,” said your boyfriend, unable to hide a quiet laugh.

The puppy pulled out, falling onto the bed, disappointed. His tail curled behind him, ears drooping. “I just got too excited again…”

“That’s okay, you’ll get it next time,” you smiled, your voice comforting him.

Your boyfriend laid back down, the two of you on each side of your puppy, all cuddling together.

“Can I stay here for the rest of the night? I’m tired,” the puppy yawned.

“Sure, buddy,” your boyfriend pet his head once more. “You’ve earned it.”

Thank u for reading!

I remembered halfway thru writing this usually I give my omega males vaginas but . I forgot. So if there’s anything with puppyboy involving mpreg I’ll prob just . Yeah he has a pussy now. Special dogboy magic idfk

Don’t think too hard abt this it was just me being horny. BUT I HOPE YOU LIKED IT! Yay :) I have another hybrid thing with kitty reader being a brat to another oc of mine (Rennyn) so that’ll be fun.

Lmk if u want more stuff like this tho!! I love threesomes a lot. Love having a dom and a sub. I’m like middle management

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Rennyn steals his roommate’s or Leona’s food because they pissed him off. He didn’t like the food so he was gonna go throw it away but he sees kitty reader sat outside in the rain because it has no way to get home and hearing us talking about getting hungry . He decides to be “nice” by giving it to us (he wanted to use this to manipulate us) he comes up and plops the food down next to us, expecting to startle a sweet, innocent, sad wet cat and him being a hero but instead when he handed us the food we immediately sense his vibe. We of course take the food but when he goes to pet us like “there you go you sweet little meek kit-“ we swat and scratch his hand while hissing at him. He’s pissed. He now makes it a goal to try and “tame” us but he’s not good at it because he loves how we react when we’re annoyed. He invites us to live with him and again we accept because it’s better and besides bugging us he takes care of us in every way even in heat which we make sure he knows we’re not happy about it by scratching and biting at him, definitely not also because he makes us feel so good we can’t help it. Also to incorporate the fighting into sex thing I feel like he’d ask if we want his help and even though it’s painfully obvious we want and need him we’re just like “fuck off id rather do this by myself” while staring at him wide eyed ready to jump his bone. So he just decides to help us while we do the signature cat thing where we rub on him while biting and hitting him away

Also for cute moments rennyn wasn’t a cat person but after reader cuddled against him for the first time while we were sleeping he folded immediately and now his favorite pass time is just petting us while we sleep next to him and secretly he wants to try and get us to fully cuddle him but when he tries we just leave like “damn you ruined it why’d you have to go and do that”

~⭐️ anon

There’s something so funny to me about the idea of him expecting a dainty aristocats type cat only to find reader absolutely HOUSING whatever food is there. Just going whole hog. She doesn’t give a fuck. She’s not here to look cute she’s here to SURVIVE.

The idea of reader being in heat and like, absolutely DESPISING the fact that she wants him. Ooooh. It drives her absolutely mad. Making little hidden nests in his room while he’s away, sniffing his clothes, absolutely thirsty for him; even if he’s an asshole. Rennyn knows this, and he’s an absolute smug asshole about it.

Heehee a drabble because this is making me Insane.

KittyHybrid! Reader x Rennyn: In Heat

CWs: kitty hybrid reader, fem hybrid reader, chubby reader, omegaverse vibes, breeding, scratching/bleeding from claws

You hated him.

You should be grateful, really. A man taking in a sad little kitty off the street. Yet everyday it was as if he found a new way to frustrate you, and today, the first day of your heat, was no different.

You held your legs close to your chest, desperately trying to ignore your aching pussy. You sat in your usual spot by the window, watching passerby to distract yourself.

He was close by. You didn’t bother to lift your head and look; you didn’t need to, his scent apparent as soon as he walked into the room. Yet as he got closer, his scent intensified, and you couldn’t help but turn to look at him.

There he was, sitting in a lounge chair pointed at you, stroking his cock with a smug grin on his face.

Your cheeks grew warm, your mouth watering as you watched him slide his hand back and forth, admiring each inch. Your cunt was begging for you to just…go to him. Sit on his lap and let him breed you.

“…what are you doing?” You asked, your tail puffing up, equally upset and horny.

“What, I can’t jack off in my own home anymore? Fuck off.” The stupid grin on his face remained.

You frowned. “You know what you’re doing.”

“And what am I doing?”

You let out a groan, turning your body away from him and focusing back out the window. “You know.”

“No, I don’t.” He let out a soft moan. “When are you gonna let me fuck you?”

You immediately perked up again, your ears twitching. “What?”

“I know it hurts. Just sitting like that, not doing anything. You’re soaking through your panties, I can see it.”

You let out a gasp, looking down at your bottom half. Your shorts were thin, but were they really that-

He laughed. “You should see the look on your face.”

He wasn’t wrong though, and that only made you even more irate.

He continued, still touching himself. “Come on, live a little. You’ll feel better afterwards, I bet.”

You couldn’t help yourself, his scent overwhelming, your mind screaming at you to be filled. You crawled off the windowsill, walking closer to him.

“That’s it, good kitty,” he hummed, reaching out his hand to pet your head as you approached. “I’m just trying to help, that’s all. House you, feed you, fuck you. That’s just being responsible, right?”

You were hardly listening to his words, fixated on the precum at the tip of his cock. You didn’t even realize your mouth was hanging open at the sight.

“Good girl,” he cooed. “You want it, yeah?”

It was as if he hypnotized you. You said nothing, only nodding.

“Then sit on it. Easy.” He said, sitting on the edge of the chair.

You slipped your shorts and panties off. He was right, your slick had made quite the mess. You wouldn’t even need any foreplay, you just needed cock, and you needed it now.

You crawled onto his lap, wrapping your legs around him as you lowered yourself down onto his cock.

He let out a moan, holding your ass. “Holy shit, you’re so tight. When was the last time someone fucked you, pretty kitty?”

You couldn’t answer. You hated how good it felt. How he stretched out your pussy. How he made you feel so…full. It was intoxicating, and it enraged you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, unable to resist the urge to scratch. You dragged your claws down his back as he bottomed out inside you.

“You little cunt,” he hissed, your claws sharp enough to draw blood. Yet instead of pushing you off, instead of scolding you, he started to move. He smacked your ass hard as he fucked you. “Little fucking whore.”

You let out a yelp, but that did nothing to deter him. He wasted no time increasing his pace, holding your hips as he thrusted deep inside you.

You tightened around him, as if trying to milk his cock. It didn’t matter what your mind wanted, your pussy needed cum. You held him tighter, continuing to scratch up his back.

He grabbed your arms, pulling them down to your sides to keep your paws at bay. “No more of that.” He said sternly, looking you in the eyes.

You didn’t listen. The only thing you cared about was the fact that he had stopped, leaving your needy cunt waiting. You struggled against him, his grip only tightening as you tried to regain control; but not before getting in a few scratches across his face.

Soon enough, the two of you had moved out of the chair and onto the floor. He pinned down your wrists, pushing your legs open. “That’s right. No more scratching,” he commanded before shoving his cock back inside you.

He stayed still, his face close enough for you to feel his breath. “You scratch, I stop. Understand?”

You quickly nodded your head.

He let go of your wrists. “Good.”

He pushed your legs back, feeling every inch of his cock as he pounded you into the floor. You wrapped your arms and legs around him. You wouldn’t let go until you had gotten what you needed. Could a non-hybrid impregnate a hybrid? You didn’t know, nor did you care. You just wanted to be bred.

He leaned closer to your face, the sound of his balls slapping against your cunt echoing through the room. In the corner of your vision, you saw the windowsill where you had sat before. Could passerby see you, like how you had been watching them? Could they see how your owner railed you? How he treated you like a fleshlight? How you enjoyed it?

Once again, you didn’t know, nor did you care.

His cock slammed into your g-spot, and you felt yourself getting even tighter. Your master let out a grunt that turned into a moan. “That’s right…good kitty. I should’ve fucked you forever ago,” he growled.

He whispered in your ear, his breath warm. “All I’ve done for you…you should’ve been offering me your pussy for weeks now. Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he mumbled.

He pushed your legs back even further, your body nothing more than a hole for him. “Fuck, yes!” He cried out, his thrusts getting harder yet slower as he came deep inside you. “Good kitty,” he trailed off.

You let your legs relax, staring up at the ceiling as the troublesome sensations from before faded away.

You know, maybe he wasn’t so bad.

Rennyn and a sassy kitty reader has so much potential. Like yes, reader, bite him and scratch him. That’s awesome. Gold star.

Thank u for reading :3

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anytime something stupid happens in league esports im reminded of the original esports au because what do u mean they gave them stupid fuckass thrones to sit in

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It’s now canon tali texts like a teenage girl

He just thinks they’re fun

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“I think for April fools you should write Callon being sold to one direction” thank you fiancé very cool

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Between Bunny Reader or Kitty Reader, who do you think is gonna drain puppy Callon more?

OOOOH fun question.

So like, I feel like bunny reader would match his energy. Which is a terrifying prospect for him.

I don’t write bunny reader super often, and the last time I wrote her was with Rennyn; she was very shy and soft and kinda terrified. Which is fair, because Rennyn is fucking terrifying when you remove the sex appeal.

But Puppy!Callon is so sweet! He’s so fun!! He just wants to play and roll around in the grass and eat yummy food. I think a bunny reader with him would be a lot more open; maybe a little shy at first, especially considering he has a big bunny plushie he’s always cuddling with (what could THAT mean… ), but he’s fun! Someone to be goofy and silly with, without the fear of judgement :3

I’m getting a sub4sub vibe with them, except with the bunny being a bit more willing to take control. Like neither of them knowing what to do at first and both kinda fumbling over each other. One time, I had a threesome where me and the other sub were directed by the dom on what to do, and I think THAT could be a very fun idea with them.

Maybe bunny reader needs her owner to help get started, but once she’s going- she’s GOING. However…she doesn’t wanna hurt him. When he’s overstimulated, she’ll stop. She likes cuddling just as much.

Kitty reader however…

Kitty reader is written (at least I tried) to be a switch, so I think she’d enjoy watching him whimper and plead, purposefully overstimulating him until he can’t even cum anymore, just laying there shooting blanks.

So while I think bunny reader is more energetic, I think kitty reader would drain him until he’s seeing stars. She’s slow, she’s patient, and she’s gonna make sure he feels every second. You know?

I should write more bunny reader though. TBH, I just don’t know a lot about bunnies…like with puppy/kitty I kinda know what traits/behaviors to get inspired by, esp since I’ve done both in petplay scenarios. but with bunnies I don’t know a whole lot. May need to do some research…

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I had the idea of a daycare for hybrids. Except reader is a kittyhybrid who hates everyone.

CWs/Tags: petplay (well yeah), KittyHybrid!reader x puppy hybrid, exhibitionism, public play, mutual masturbation, plushie humping, p in v, wholesome and then smut, written with chubby reader in mind but no explicit body mentions, kind of like a glory hole? Except not really? You’ll see what I mean.

Hybrid Masterlist

“This is stupid,” you pouted, your tail puffed up and arms crossed as you sat on the couch. “Why do I have to go?”

Your owner did not seem impressed. He gestured to the couch, the fabric all torn and scratched. “Why do you think?”

You refused to make this easy for him. You simply shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know.”

Your owner let out a groan. “Fine. I’ll spell it out for you. Every time I leave you here by yourself, something ends up all messed up.”

You looked away, “not my fault you’re too cheap to buy me a new scratching post,” you mumbled under your breath.

“I did! It’s right there!” He gestured next to the couch, where the uninteresting scratching post sat.

“Well…the couch is more fun. Sorry.” Despite your words, your tone made it very clear you weren’t at all apologetic.

“Alright, look. Here’s what’s gonna happen.” Your owner approached, putting his hands on your shoulders. “You’re gonna go-”

“No.”

Your owner’s brow furrowed, but he continued through gritted teeth. “You’re gonna go. For a week. And if you stay out of trouble here AND there, then maybe, just maybe, I’ll trust you to be here by yourself again. Got it?”

The temptation to scratch him was there, his face close to yours. Nevertheless, you managed to resist. “Fine. Do I have to talk to people?”

“That’s up to you,” he sighed, petting your head. Despite you being the source of so much of his stress, petting you seemed to calm him down. “Just, stay out of trouble, please. Bring like a book, or a game, or whatever if you don’t want to be sociable. Just don’t cause problems, okay?”

“No promises.”

He gave you another firm look.

“Okay, fine. I’ll be good.”

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Hybrid daycare fucking sucked.

You hadn’t been around so many other hybrids since your days as an alleycat, fighting and scrounging for scraps. Only here, everyone seemed…spoiled.

Bunny hybrids dolled up with cute accessories to accentuate their long ears. Other kitten hybrids with glimmering bell collars and ribbons around their tails. Even the puppy hybrids seemed refined, their excitement tempered for whoever they spoke with.

Every hybrid there was long accustomed to love and attention; something you had only (kind of) gotten recently.

Everyone already seemed to have a group to play or cuddle with. You didn’t particularly mind being alone, given none of the hybrids you saw looked particularly friendly.

In fact, you were perfectly content staying in the crate you came in, but the attendants insisted you leave. Making friends was a requirement, it seemed.

So, bag still in tow, you found a quiet corner of the room to read.

A corner situated next to a window, right next to a pile of pillows and fuzzy blankets. It seemed you had gotten lucky; such a location should’ve been prime real estate across the daycare. You stretched out, letting out a yawn before curling up with a book.

Maybe this won’t be so bad.

You drowned out the noise of overlapping voices, focusing solely on your reading as you listened to the quiet pitter-patter of rain outside. No one paid you any mind; good.

Out of the corner of your vision you saw a spiky blue ball roll over, glistening with…spit. You pulled your legs closer to your chest, trying to avoid the toy touching you.

Gross.

An excited puppyboy ran over to grab it, pouncing at the ball as his golden tail wagged behind him. His erratic movements only pushed the ball further away from him; and closer to your direction. You held your book over your face, silently praying he didn’t notice you.

You didn’t need to wonder what was on his mind. His quick mumbling made that quite clear.

“ball?…ball…ballballballballball….”

Each time he repeated the word, it sounded like he was getting more and more nervous.

He’s said it so many times it doesn’t sound like a real word anymore.

He turned his head back and forth quickly, looking more and more distressed. Instead of continuing to search, he just…laid down, tail tucked between his legs, and started to whimper.

This is the most pathetic dog I’ve ever seen in my life.

Saying it was a little embarrassing to watch would’ve been an understatement. Eager for him to go away, you stretched your leg out, gently bumping the ball in his direction; all while hoping to remain unnoticed.

The ball rolled towards him, hitting his back. He sprung back into action, a big smile on his face once he saw his beloved ball. Then, he looked towards you.

God damn it.

He scurried towards you, his face nearly between your legs. “You got my ball!”

You nodded, instinctively pulling away. “Sure did. Now shoo.” You waved him off with your hand, but that did little to deter him.

“Thank you!” His tail was now wagging rapidly behind him. He looked you over from side to side. “You don’t have a friend!”

“And you don’t have an inside voice,” you remarked. Even if he wasn’t wrong, there was something frustrating about his naive tone.

He tilted his head to the side. “…what?”

“An inside voice. You know, like thinking before you speak? Not just blurting stuff out?”

He looked at you like you were speaking another language.

You rolled your eyes, “never mind.”

“Did you just get here today? Is that why you don’t have a friend?” He asked, once again moving his face closer.

“Yes, but I’m quite alright with my current situation, thank you.” You grabbed your book off your lap. “Now, if you’ll excuse me-”

Without even asking, he crawled next to you, looking over your shoulder. “Whatcha reading?”

You showed him the cover. “There, now you know. Now I’d really like to be left alone, so respectfully, go away.”

“But…But I just got here too. And I don’t have a friend.” He mumbled, looking up at you with big, wet eyes. “Everyone already has a group, and…and the lady said you could be my friend.”

You raised an eyebrow. “What lady?”

“That one,” he said as he pointed to the daycare attendant.

Bitch, you thought, making a note to bite her later.

“Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but my friends list is full. Sorry.”

“Why?”

He just wasn’t getting the hint.

“Look, I don’t wanna play, puppy. Not with you, not with anyone. Now can you just leave me alone to read?”

He nodded, “yeah! I can do that!”

“Okay, thanks.” You tried to focus on your book once again, only to notice he…wasn’t…leaving. He was still situated next to you, looking over your book.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“I’m letting you read! I’m reading too, but I’m kind of confused.”

“Well yeah, it’s the middle of the book. You can’t just jump right in at the middle.”

“Oh. Well…can you explain it to me? Please?” He asked with needy eyes.

“No, listen, I-” you let out a groan, your face growing warm as you tried not to lose your temper. “Can you please just go back to playing with your ball and leave me alone? You seemed to be having a wonderful time with that.”

“…But I need a friend,” he said sheepishly. “It’s not fun playing by myself.”

You had just about had it, setting your book down again and moving your hands as you spoke. “Well, find someone else then! I’m not here to just be your entertainment cause we started on the same day, so fuck off!”

His eyes started to well with tears as he stared up at you, lip quivering. At first, you rolled your eyes, unimpressed. “Come on, don’t give me that-“

Oh shit.

While you had been moving your arms about, you had snagged him with one of your claws, a short, red scratch appearing right across his nose. Your owner’s words echoed in your mind.

“Just, stay out of trouble.”

The puppy held his nose, blood starting to trickle down his face. “I’m sorry…I wanna go home…” he started to cry. “I…I just wanted to play…and be your friend…and-” He was getting louder and louder, words cut off by sniffles. People were starting to turn their heads.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

If you wanted even a chance of getting out of here, you needed to fix this. The last thing you needed was to get in trouble on the first day.

You tried to shush him, speaking in a soft, calming tone. “Hey, hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. It-It’ll be okay, just…take a deep breath.”

He followed your instruction, his nostrils filled with snot, eyes covered in tears.

“Okay, um…” you looked around, spotting a sink with a roll of paper towels next to it.

I really didn’t wanna lick the wounds of a stranger, thank God.

“Just…just stay right there, okay?” You cooed.

He nodded his head. “I can stay. I’m good at staying.”

“Yeah, sure, good. Uh, good boy. Yeah.” You panicked as you scampered off to the sink, grabbing a paper towel and dabbing it with water. You looked around; it seemed like all the attendants were thankfully busy, so you continued your search.

You opened up the cabinet underneath the sink, finding a box of band-aids. You grabbed one before running back to where you had been sitting before. The puppy, as instructed, had stayed; despite the blood trickling down his face and onto the floor, it had somehow missed his shirt.

“Okay, okay, just stay still, I can fix it.” You said as you dabbed his nose with the paper towel before taking out a bandaid. “Don’t move…don’t cry…” you mumbled as you placed it on his nose. “There. Does…does it still hurt?”

“A little…but not as much as before.” He nodded. “I’m sorry…I…I’ll try to find someone else to play with,” he sighed, defeated. “I won’t bother you anymore.”

“No, just-hold on,” you said as you quickly wiped up the blood that had fallen onto the floor. You took a deep breath, the entire ordeal somewhat exhausting. “Look, I…”

I can’t believe I feel bad for him. No, I just don’t want him to rat me out. That’s all.

You sighed, “I don’t really like to play. At least, not how you do.”

“What do you mean?” He asked, tilting his head to the side once again.

“Well, sometimes I play, but…most of the time I like to read, or play games, or just…be by myself, I guess.”

“Why?”

You shrugged, “I don’t know. Just do. But…”

This is a bad idea.

“But if you wanted to sit and read with me, I wouldn’t mind. I uh…I have a book in my bag I haven’t started yet, so-”

“Oh, where!?” His eyes lit up as his tail wagged. “I can get it!!”

You pointed out your bag, and he ran off. You watched as he sniffed your bag, grabbing the handle with his teeth before bringing the entire bag to you. “I wasn’t sure which one was the new one, so…”

“That’s okay,” you opened up your bag, trying to avoid touching where he had held it. You pulled out a book, and laid back down in your spot. “Okay, we’ll start at the very beginning.”

He crawled next to you, resting his head on your chest as he curled up. “What if I don’t like the book?”

“…then you can go find something else to do?”

“Oh…well, I like the book then,” he smiled, leaning into your shoulder.

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He did not like the book.

He didn’t say he didn’t like it, but…well, him falling asleep as you were mid-sentence made his opinion pretty clear.

He didn’t snore, instead making an odd humming sound every so often. You weren’t sure if that was normal or not.

He clung tightly to your body, and soon the lights began to dim; it was naptime. Well, the official naptime, at least.

How long has it been? You thought, looking for a clock as you felt something poke your side. You looked down, and-

Motherfucker.

The puppy had gotten hard in his sleep, his cock tight against his loose shorts as it poked your thigh. He burrowed his face into your chest, his hips slowly moving back and forth. Yet he still appeared fully asleep.

Admittedly, you were curious. It had been quite some time since you had seen a cock that wasn’t your master’s.

You ran your finger across where you presumed the tip was, your suspicions confirmed when you saw a wet spot form on his shorts. It was kind of cute.

You ran your hand over it, his cock long; nearly as long as your master’s.

Whoa.

“For naptime, you need to go back in your crate.”

You were startled by the low voice of one of the daycare attendants. Immediately, you moved your hands to try and cover the tent in your new friend’s pants.

Oh shit, they might think he’s in heat. Or rut, or whatever it is. Is he? No, he’s just…a dog.

“Why? I’m comfy here,” you asked. You didn’t dislike the crate, but it seemed silly to make everyone move just to sleep.

“Just to make sure no one’s accidentally kicking or scratching someone while they sleep.” The attendant reached down to pet your head, scratching beside your twitching ears. It felt nice, but you still weren’t thrilled about needing to move; or being touched by a stranger.

A pout formed on your face, your tail puffing up. “But no one’s nearby. Except him, and he’s already asleep. So I can’t move.”

“That’s okay. Here, I’ll help.” The attendant leaned down, scooping the puppy into his arms with little effort. Your new friend wrapped his arms around the attendant’s neck, an action that looked natural for him.

Did…did he see it?

He looked over the puppy’s face. “Did he always have this band-aid?”

“…yeah,” you lied.

“Oh, poor thing,” he cooed before looking back at you. “Now come on, kitten,” he spoke softly. “Let’s get you to sleep.”

You let out a groan a bit louder than you had intended, resulting in you quickly being shushed. Other animals were sleeping, after all.

First they tell me to get out my crate, now they’re making me go back in. Make up your mind, damn it.

You looked back up at the attendant, your puppy friend still peacefully asleep in his arms.

Maybe if I liked being babied I’d enjoy this more. I’m too jaded to enjoy pets and cuddles from strangers. I don’t know you people.

You strutted back into your crate, laying down on the collection of blankets and pillows brought from home. Never before did you think you’d miss the smell of your master. You sniffed the blanket, rubbing your face against it.

I wish it was him petting me. He at least knows how I like to be pet.

Soft, calming music began to play as the lights turned all the way off. Small amounts of sunlight seeping in through the blinds was all that illuminated the room.

Once you got comfortable, you realized the attendant hadn’t strayed too far, simply standing in front of the crate with the puppy.

What’s his deal?

Another attendant opened the door of the cage next to you, and you soon realized who it belonged to. The first attendant gently set your puppy friend down, his eyes fluttering open so he could walk into the cage. Now, his hard-on was on full display.

“Oh,” was all the attendant said at first. “Well…we’ll keep an eye on that. Just try not to touch it, puppy.”

The puppy mumbled and nodded his head before cuddling up against a large plush rabbit in his cage. As soon as the attendant walked away, he was back to moving his hips back and forth, humping the plushie. He seemed to be still half-asleep, eyes shut as he pushed his cock against the toy.

You couldn’t help but watch.

The needy little look on his face, the presumed size of his cock, the little noises he let out every so often. Even a puppy as sweet as he was had urges; and so did you.

You laid back, pulling a blanket over to cover yourself before slipping a hand between your legs and under your pants. Thankfully, there wasn’t a cage beside you other than the puppy’s.

You started to run slow circles around your clit, biting your lip to stay quiet. The risk of being caught, of being around so many people as you pleasured yourself in secret; that only made you get wet faster.

The puppy’s eyes slowly opened. He paused as he woke up, only to start again, looking back at you. He moved to the edge of his cage, the stuffed animal pressing against the metal bars.

“Hi,” he whispered with a giggle, still humping the stuffie.

His forwardness caught you off guard. You were prepared to just watch, not…this. “Um…hi.”

He smiled, his face partially obscured by his toy. “Do you wanna play now?”

He had asked you the same question before, but you were fairly certain he had a different meaning this time. “I uh…”

As you pondered the question, he pulled the stuffie away, revealing his hard cock poking out of his shorts. “Wanna see it?” He whispered.

I mean, he’s offering.

“…sure.”

He let out another quiet laugh as he pulled down the waistband of his shorts, his cock long, the tip dripping with precum. He moved his hips closer to the bars of the cage, slipping his fingers through. “Your cage is right next to mine.”

You nodded, watching as he wrapped his fingers around your side of the bars, as if mentally measuring them. “Hey, come here!” He said, moving as close as he could to the edge of his cage. You did the same, your face pressed against the bars.

He stuck his finger through the gap, poking your nose. “Boop,” he giggled, his tail wagging behind him.

You couldn’t help but smile. Maybe that was the charm of puppyboys; always playful, always excited, and in love with whoever they met.

He wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it back and forth. “Do you…do you wanna touch it?”

He’s gonna try to fuck me through the bars, isn’t he? Well…as long as he doesn’t blame me if he gets stuck.

You nodded your head once more.

He pushed his cock through the gaps, still laying on his side. You started to stroke it with your hand.

He bit his lip, letting out a whimper. “Your hand is really warm…”

You watched as his cheeks flushed red. You smiled, moving just a little faster. It was fun, watching him try to stifle his whimpers and moans. Every so often you’d look around to make sure no one nearby was waking up, and no attendants were walking towards you.

You were soaking wet, the tension of the situation enough to drive you crazy with little touch. But…

This is insane, there’s no way it’ll work.

You slowed down, the puppy lost in pleasure as you tried to get his attention. “Puppy? Puppy.” You didn’t know his name, but the title worked fine.

“I…huh?”

You said nothing, simply slipping off your pants and underwear before you turned on your side, spreading your ass to reveal your wet pussy.

“Oh…” he mumbled, his tongue relaxed as he started to pant as the sight. He pulled his cock out of your cage to lean his face closer. “It’s so pretty…” he mumbled, trying to stick his tongue through the bars; it just wasn’t long enough. He let out a little noise of disappointment.

“That’s okay, maybe another time,” you spoke quickly, unsure of how much time you had; you had gone this far, you were determined to get fucked at this point. “Just try to fuck me.”

“Oh. Okay, okay,” he nodded, happy to obey any order you gave him. He moved back to his side, sliding his cock through the bars again.

You could feel the the tip of his cock brush against your clit, his body warm even with the barrier between you. You felt him slowly push the tip inside, his breath hitching at the sensation. “You’re so…you feel really good…”

Before you could respond, he thrust the rest of his cock inside you, the surprise evoking a soft gasp from your lips. He was at the perfect angle to hit your g-spot, and it didn’t take long for him to increase his pace, the metal cages starting to shake.

“Wait, wait, slow-” a moan interrupted your train of thought. “Slow down,” you hissed in a whisper. “You’re making too much noise!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” he mumbled, slowing his pace. “I…I can’t help it. It feels too good…”

“You’re gonna have to, if we get caught, both of us will be in a world of trouble,” you bit your lip, stifling another moan. It was undeniable it felt good, but getting caught would be…embarrassing, to say the least.

He barely managed to stay quiet, but as he continued, you started to care less and less about getting caught. There was something so undeniably slutty about fucking out in the open, breeding like two careless animals. After all, that’s what you were.

It didn’t matter if he could realistically breed you; if anything, it was likely for the best. But feeling so full, feeling him once again lose control, made your entire body run warm, eager for him to cum inside you.

His tail wagged behind him as he rapidly increased his pace, the cage bars rattling louder. “I…I wanna cum, I wanna cum in you!” He moaned, doing his best to stay quiet. At this point, you wouldn’t mind if someone was watching.

“Please…” he begged when you didn’t respond. “Please can I cum in you?”

Your pussy tightened against him, attempting to milk him of everything he had. His breaths grew ragged and weak, and he held the stuffed animal from before against his face; a necessary action to stifle his growing whimpers. You covered your mouth with your hands.

One final thrust and he filled you with his cum, laying there limp as the adrenaline faded away. Both of you pulled away, followed by hushed, quick breaths.

You looked up, your eyes wandering to the clock on the wall; the day was only halfway over, but…maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

I love them. I love bitchy cat reader and cute puppy boy . I want to write more of them, and I have a few silly ideas for this setting…will happily take requests for these two.

Also for those familiar with my ocs, I’m imagining your owner as Rennyn this time around, and the puppy as Callon; as per usual.

Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it :D

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Hi so this is for my big boy novel but I’m genuinely really proud of this and it’s freaky as hell but I was stuck for SO LONG on writing their first sex scene and I finally fucking did it and lowkey I think this eats

I haven’t edited it still but thought I’d post it here. The biggest challenge I had with this is “Callon is a Whore, what makes Alex different so that he pursues him?” And I have found that answer. Also Alex’s name has a different spelling in the big boy novel, so that’s why it looks like That

Yay for gay magic BDSM. But yeah this starts like. Right at it and they’ve known each other for less than six hours. Enjoy!

Callon kissed him once more, barely pulling away before he continued. "All I am to you tonight, is a hole for you to use. Your job is to make me scream. Make me cry, even. Choke me, spit on me, hit me, I don't care. Let me be a playground for all the desires you've kept hidden away." He held Alyx's face in his hands, looking him in the eyes with an intense glare. "All I want, is for you to fuck me."

Alyx paused, quiet as his hands moved towards Callon's neck, listening to the sound of each other's quick breathing. He tightened his grip, "you sure?"

"I'm sure," Callon said quietly. "But if you don't think you can handle that-" Alyx's grip around his neck tightened, a gasp interrupting his thoughts.

"Oh, I can handle that. I can handle that just fine."

A slight smile formed on Callon's face. "I thought you hadn't ever done anything like this before," he rasped.

"I haven't. So I'm gonna take my time," he spoke slowly, his breath against Callon's face. "Now, assuming you aren't all talk, I'm gonna guess you've got something I can tie you up with."

And of course, Callon did.

Soon enough, Callon's hands were tied together over his head, bound to the top of the bedframe. Alyx looked over his work carefully, tugging at Callon's bindings. "Not too tight?"

"No," Callon shook his head, eagerly awaiting Alyx's next movement, the anticipation building.

"Good. Now," he grabbed another cord of rope. "Spread your legs."

When he said he'd take his time, he meant it. I'm bored. Callon grinned, pushing his legs together. "Make me."

Alyx raised an eyebrow. "That really how you wanna be? After all you said earlier?"

Callon let out a laugh, goading him further. "Sure is. Your move, sir." He spat out the honorific like it was an insult.

Alyx said nothing, non-chalant as he reached over to the same drawer the rope had resided in. He grabbed the bottle of lube, applying a small amount over his fingertips.

That is NOT enough.

Alex firmly placed a hand on Callon's knee, reaching underneath him. Callon pressed his knees together tighter, determined to make whatever Alyx was planning as difficult as possible.

Alyx's fingertips barely grazed the back of Callon's leg, a cold sensation sending a literal chill down Callon's spine.

What the FUCK was that?!

Callon's legs parted, and Alyx continued, moving towards Callon's inner thigh. Callon shivered, but his bindings kept him from moving too much.

He managed to get a look at Alyx's hand as it slid closer towards his cock; where he had applied the lube was now coated in frost, trails of tiny snowflakes along his body.

…it's water based lube, isn't it? Motherfucker.

Despite the cold, warmth flooded his body, Callon's face growing red as each touch graced his skin. He looked back up at Alyx, a smug grin on his face as he hovered his hand over Callon, legs spread wide enough for him to go much further.

Alyx held Callon by his chin, the drawl in his voice thicker than it had been all night. "Now, tell me you'll behave."

"I..." Callon was still catching his breath, his chest rising and falling as he pulled against his bindings. Before he could even formulate a response, Alyx had already started pushing Callon's left leg back, tying it to the bed. "I'll be good, I'll be good…" he trailed off as Alyx worked, now fully on display as Alyx finished tying his right leg.

"Glad to hear it," Alyx smiled, looking back at his work. "You know, I could just leave you like this," he said as he ran his finger from the tip of Callon's cock to the end of the shaft.

For a moment, Callon panicked; as hot as the idea would be, the reality would be far more annoying. "You-You wouldn't…"

"You're right, I wouldn't. Unless you asked me to, of course." Alyx leaned down, moving between Callon's legs and running his hands across his sides. "Fuck," he mumbled as he looked him over. He pushed Callon's ass apart, licking the outer rim of his asshole.

Callon failed to sit still, squirming as Alyx continued to toy with his hole. It wasn't like anyone hadn't eaten his ass before, but the combination of Alyx's eagerness and the restricted movement made it hard to hold back.

He could feel Alyx spit on his asshole before dragging his tongue up Callon's taint and back to his cock.

"You…You don't have to do all of this," Callon stammered, "I can just-"

He paused, looking up at him with an intense glare. "Be quiet."

Callon obeyed, responding with only a nod and a whimper.

Alyx toyed with him for what felt like an eternity; sucking his asshole, sucking his cock, using his mouth to explore all of Callon's body. Every time Callon moaned or shook, he made his movements more intense.

Alyx worshipped Callon's body, his devotion overwhelming him in the best way possible. Beads of pre-cum dripped from the tip of Callon's as the pleasure mounted. Finally, he heard the lube bottle click open, hopeful the teasing would stop.

"Fuck yes…" Callon mumbled. "Please, please please please just fuck me already!"

"Oh? Already?" Alyx ran his thumb over Callon's asshole. "I don't think so. You're still far too tight, boy."

He wasn't entirely wrong, but Callon had been teased for so long he found himself irritated nonetheless. The cool sensation of lube against his hole, actual lube, sent a wave of relaxation over his body.

"That's it, good boy," Alyx said softly, teasing the inside of his hole with a single finger. "Look at you, taking it so easily."

"More, please, I can take more, I can!" It was rare for Callon to experience anymore firsts, but never before had someone teased him so intensely.

"Can you now?"

"Yes! Fuck, please! What do I have to do to get you to just fuck me!"

Alyx smiled, slipping in two more fingers at once. "You really are eager, aren't you? I could watch you stretch all day."

"Please…" he droned on. "Just…" it nearly sounded like he was going to cry, his asshole gaping as Alyx fingered him. "Just fuck me…"

"Ah-ah," Alyx stopped, grabbing Callon's face aggressively with his spare hand. "I gave you a compliment. What do you say to compliments?"

"…thank you?"

Alyx started to move his hand again, painfully slow as he looked back at Callon's hole. "Better. Now say it like you mean it."

"Thank you…”

Just a little faster. "Louder."

Callon felt Alyx's fingers hit his prostate, drawing a loud moan from his lips. "Thank you! I'm sorry, I should've-"

"One more," he looked back up at Callon, locking eyes with him as he continued fingering him. "Louder. I want everyone in this fucking building to hear you," he growled.

"Thank you! Fuck, thank you sir! Thank you for stretching my hole! Fuck yes!" He cried out, nearly about to cum.

Alyx leaned in and kissed Callon on the lips, their tongues pushing against each other. He pulled away, Callon's face covered in spit from all his panting and whining.

Alyx smiled, moving closer as he held Callon's legs to his chest. "I think you've earned it. Still want it?"

Callon rapidly nodded his head, "please, please fuck me with your cock sir, oh Gods!"

Alyx teased Callon's asshole with the tip, making him plead for every inch. He slowly thrust inside, holding Callon's legs close to his chest. "Fuck…" he sighed, taking a moment to savor the feeling.

"Does it feel good?" Asked Callon, eyes wide in admiration.

"It feels fucking fantastic," Alyx said as he started to move, unable to resist Callon's body for much longer. He started off slow, but seemed to quickly remember Callon's request.

All I want, is for you to fuck me.

He pounded into Callon without a care in the world, using his body like a fleshlight. The sound of Callon's moans only drove him to go harder and deeper. Alyx held Callon's face once more, forcing him to look at Alyx.

Callon started to suck on Alyx's fingers, the action appearing almost instinctual. Alyx smiled, "you little whore. Always need something in your mouth, don't you?"

"Mmhmm," Callon nodded, unable to respond much more.

He pushed another finger into Callon's mouth, which Callon gladly accepted, happily sucking on Alyx's fingers. The rest of the world melted away, his attention solely focused on pleasing the man in front of him.

Nothing about the situation at hand was necessarily new; he'd brought plenty of people home before. He'd been fucked senseless before. Yet Alyx, despite claiming he had never engaged in any sort of kink before, fucked him like no other.

Maybe it was the sound of his voice, or the smell of his sweat. Maybe it was how he looked at Callon. Maybe it was the tight grip he maintained as he fucked Callon. Maybe it was all of the above. Before, he reveled in the idea of being nothing more than a toy for someone's pleasure, not caring if he got off; the fun was in being used.

Tonight was different. All the foreplay and teasing, the way Alyx devoured him; it was intoxicating, a high he hadn't felt in years.

Holy fuck, I'm gonna cum. I can't even touch myself and I'm gonna cum.

Callon opened his mouth as if to warn Alyx, but all that came out was nonsensical whimpers.

"Good boy," Alyx purred, his cock slamming against Callon's prostate. "You are so fucking good for me, pretty boy."

Callon let out another moan as he came all over his chest.

It's like he fucked the cum out of me, holy shit.

Alyx slowed down, starting to pull out when Callon stopped him. He grabbed Alyx's wrist, "no, no, no, keep it inside, I'm not done, I..." he trailed off.

Alyx happily obliged him, a soft smile on his face as he watched Callon struggle to get the words out. He caressed his face, "go on. Say what you want."

Callon took a moment to catch his breath as he relaxed. "…I want you to cum in me. Please."

Alyx leaned in to kiss him, slowly starting to move once again. "I can't say no to that."

Callon studied Alyx's impression as he fucked him, a mischievous look on his face. There was a hunger in his eyes, a desire that look almost insatiable.

Callon's own words echoed in his head; Let me be a playground for all the desires you've kept hidden away.

One thing was clear; the night was far from over.

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Thinking about my mommy/daddy kink again with Puppy!Callon. As always all characters are 18+ and this is just fantasy. This dog boy is a little traumatized ok he can be a freak. As a treat. Did someone say treat?

CWs: mommy/daddy kink, Puppyplay, somnophilia, mmf bisexual threesome, PuppyHybrid, owner!reader, cuckoldry, no beta we die like men

PuppyHybrid Masterlist

Your sweet puppy hybrid loves to call you mommy.

You’re not sure why. He’s a puppy, sure, but he’s an adult. He calls your boyfriend ‘daddy’, too; you’re not sure if that makes it better or worse. The shelter said he was neglected, so maybe that’s why. It would explain why he’s so clingy.

It’s wasn’t even just some fetish thing, either. He snuck into your room in the middle of the night, nudging you with his nose until you wake up. “Mommy? Mommy? Mommy, wake up.”

You roll over, lazily opening your eyes, seeing him kneeling by your bedside. “What’s wrong, puppy?” You mumble, still half-asleep.

“I can’t sleep.”

“Something happen?” It wasn’t uncommon for him to come cuddle you after nightmares.

He nodded, yet didn’t seem startled. “A car parked on the street, and the light is coming through the window, and it’s shining right on my crate. It’s too bright.”

I really need to get some curtains for him, you thought. “I’m sorry,” you cooed as you reached over to pet his head. “You can come sleep with us, if you’d like.”

“Thank you,” he says politely, climbing up in between you and your boyfriend. Immediately, he clings onto your boyfriend. “Daddy’s so warm…” he mumbles.

“He is,” you smile; your boyfriend had always been your personal space heater when he slept. “He’s much better than snuggling a toy, isn’t he?” You said as you wrapped your arms around the puppy.

“Mmhmm.”

Your boyfriend eventually stirs, turning around to face him. “Oh. Hi, buddy.” He mumbles, his voice low and resonant.

“Hi,” says your puppy, giving him a lick on the cheek. “I can’t sleep.”

“I’m sorry,” he mumbles, giving him a kiss on the forehead. “Well, try to get some sleep, it’s late.”

“I will.”

“Good boy.” He gives him a quick pet before turning around, and falling back asleep.

Your puppy turns to cling to you, wrapping his arms around you before resting his head on your chest. “You’re warm too…and soft…” he mumbles.

You smile, also giving him a kiss on the forehead. “Thank you. Now let’s get to sleep.”

The next morning, you awoke to the sound of your puppy quickly breathing, trying to cover up the sound of his own whimpers.

You looked over, your boyfriend was laying on his back, still sound asleep. His hard cock was standing straight up, pressing against his sweatpants; it became clear this was what your puppy had fixated on.

You wrapped your arms back around your puppy, yet he didn’t stop, thrusting into his hand. “Good boy,” you praised. “You need some help?”

He nodded his head, his tone light and airy. “Yes…yes please…”

Your hand replaced his own, and he continued, moving faster against your touch. “What’s got you all worked up, puppy?”

“Just…woke up like this…and…and daddy-“ a moan cut him off. He was struggling to stay quiet.

“You saw daddy worked up too, is that it?”

“Mmhmm…” he whimpered, desperate for pleasure. “Wanna…wanna touch it. And taste it.”

“Oh, I’m sure he’d love if you did that. Go on, wake him up. I won’t stop.”

He got on his hands and knees, his cock hard between his legs. You watched as he pulled your boyfriend’s sweat pants back, revealing his hard cock, precum beading at the tip.

He didn’t hold back, haphazardly lapping at his cock, licking it up and down erratically. It didn’t take long for your boyfriend to wake up, resting a hand on his head as he let out a moan. “Oh, fuck…slow down, puppy.”

The puppy didn’t stop, “but…” he paused, struggling to pull himself away from your boyfriend’s cock. “But I want it.”

“Come here,” he said, motioning for the puppy to move beside him. “Why don’t you watch mommy do it? Okay?”

He nodded, your boyfriend’s hand snaking down the puppy’s thigh. As you moved between your boyfriend’s legs, your boyfriend grabbed the bottle of lube on the nightstand.

He applied the lube to his fingers, holding the puppy close before starting to rub the outside of his hole. “Just watch how mommy does it.”

You took your time, moving your tongue slowly across the slit of his cock, stroking him with your hand. He let out a long, drawn out moan as you lowered your mouth down onto his length.

“See that?” He said as he continued to caress the puppy’s hole. “See how she takes her time? Used her entire throat?”

“Mmhmm.” The puppy began to stroke his own cock, watching.

You felt your boyfriend’s tip hit the back of your throat, your spit coating his entire length as you bobbed your head up and down.

Your boyfriend slipped a finger inside the puppy. “See, you’re a good boy. You just need to learn some patience. That’s all.”

You kept going, feeling your boyfriend’s cock twitch in your mouth. “Oh fuck, I-I’m cumming, shit,” your boyfriend moaned. Sure enough, he came down your throat, tilting his head back as he continued to finger the puppy’s hole. He caught his breath, and you lifted your head up, pleased with yourself.

“…see?” He mumbled, still winded from the orgasm. “Sometimes, it’s better to take things slow. Think you can do that?”

The puppy nodded. “I can be slow, I can!”

Your boyfriend leaned back over to the night stand, grabbing a plug from the drawer. “I know you can, puppy. But…bend back over, pup.”

He followed the command, getting on his hands and knees before your boyfriend pressed the plug inside, the puppy biting his lip as it went in.

“Feel good?”

“Mmhmm. Just…tight…”

“Just relax…now,” he looked back towards you, a smile on his face. “Why don’t you make mommy feel good? Okay?”

The puppy nodded. “Yes daddy.”

You moved next to your boyfriend, his arm around you as you laid your head on his chest. The puppy excitedly positioned himself between your legs, lining his cock up with your soaked pussy as his tail rapidly wagged back and forth.

You spread your legs just a little wider, feeling your boyfriend start to grope your breasts as the puppy slowly pushed inside. “Good boy,” you moaned, feeling every inch as he took his time.

Your boyfriend leaned close to your face, and you kissed him, feeling his tongue against yours as the puppy started to fuck you.

The puppy whimpered, “it’s so warm…it feels so good…”

You kept your attention on your boyfriend, continuing to kiss him as you caressed his face. Yet your puppyboy was struggling to maintain his composure.

“Mommy…mommy, it feels really good…” he whimpered, going faster.

“It feels good for me too, puppy, I-” you let out a gasp as the puppy suddenly lifted your legs up, pushing them back to get even deeper. “Oh, fuck!”

“Careful,” your boyfriend warned, “remember what we said. Not too fast.”

“I know, just…wanted more…” he said as he began to slam into you. Even if he was doing a poor job following your boyfriend’s advice, he was doing a damn good job fucking you.

Yet your boyfriend’s advice wasn’t given without reason. He thrusted hard, his cock twitching, then came deep inside you. His entire body shuttered, and he found himself struggling to keep himself upright. He fell onto your chest, still halfway inside you. “I’m…I’m sorry mommy…I got too excited…”

You smiled, petting his hair. “That’s okay. We’ll try again another time, okay? You still did good. And you and daddy can play later.” After all, the plug was still inside him.

He simply nodded, kissing your chest before burrowing his face between your tits. “Okay…yay..”

He’d still need some more training, but he was a good boy.