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Puppy Pierrot 3

hi!! thank you all again for 1k followers!!! puppy pierrot won the poll (to no ones surprise LMAO) so i cooked up a delicious meal of us rawing this man for u guys i hope u enjoy xoxo

warnings: MDNI, smut, pierrot x reader, AFAB gender neutral reader, strap ons, pegging, sucking strap (mmm grrr), anal (pierrot receiving), strap frotting, lingerie, butt plugs, tail plugs, vibrators, cock ring, edging(?), dacryphilia, sub bottom pierrot, dom top reader, pet play, puppy pierrot, praise, size difference, monster fucking, oral (reader receiving)

WC: ~6k

Your sweet puppy never failed to please you. Pierrot was obsessed with following every word that fell from your lips, obeying every command like it was scripture. He never complained, even when you didn’t give him something he really wanted. He was so attentive to your needs too, making sure you could never want for anything that was within his reach.

He had been so good for you that you figured he deserved a little treat.

Waiting on the various packages you’d ordered was the hardest part. Letting Pierrot take you apart every night, whining as you called him your puppy, all while keeping your plans a secret was torturous. Having gotten the notification that the final package had been delivered while you were at work made your shift go by excruciatingly slow. You swore that each minute dragged on for hours, and the lack of customers didn’t help any.

By the time the cafe closed, you were at the end of your patience. You weren’t sure you even finished your sidework before you were locking up and running home, praying to whatever god would listen that you would beat Pierrot there.

You got to your apartment door, seeing the small box in front of your door, untouched. Knowing that Pierrot always brought your mail in for you, you mentally cheered realizing you were home first. You picked the box up, running inside and locking the front door.

You used your house key to rip open the seam of the box before setting your keys on the counter. As you pulled out the toy from its cardboard prison, you grinned, turning it over in your hands as you studied it closely. The silicone cock ring was clear, and fairly pliable, something you noted as you held it. It was large, too, covering much of your palm, and the website even asked three times if you were sure the sizing was correct. You pocketed it as you headed to the bathroom, set on washing the ring and yourself.

Once you were out of the shower, you sprang into action. You opened your bottom drawer, grinning as you saw everything you’d kept hidden from him for the past few weeks. You weren’t sure you would use everything tonight, but there were a few in particular that you would make sure were at least offered.

You pulled out the red lingerie, a two piece set with a lacy bra-like top and strappy bottoms, landing high on your waist and accentuating your figure. You put it on, quickly but carefully, not wanting to risk getting it tangled like you did when you put it on for the first time. Once you were sure all of the straps were where they were supposed to be, you moved to grab some of the other things you’d need from the drawer. A vibrating tail plug, a strap with a modestly sized dildo, a bullet vibrator, and some soft rope. You know, just in case.

You placed the toys on your bedside table along with the ring before putting on a large tshirt, the casual wear not immediately giving away your intentions. You waited on your bed, knowing Pierrot would be here any minute.

You smiled excitedly as your balcony door opened, seeing Pierrot sliding inside before shutting the door behind him. He smiled excitedly at you, rushing over to embrace you in a tight hug.

“Hi, puppy,” you cooed softly against his ear before pressing a kiss to his masked cheek. His face immediately bloomed with warmth. No matter how many times you’d called him that, his reaction remained the same.

“Hello, my love,” Pierrot greeted, his voice low and raspy from disuse. His eyes raked over your figure, his pupils visibly dilating as he saw you clad in just the oversized shirt and nothing else. “You look beautiful…” he murmured, struggling to drag his gaze back to yours.

“Thank you, puppy,” you giggled. You placed your hands on either side of his mask, giving him a questioning look. By now, you had seen all of him, but he still got nervous showing his more monstrous features to you, so you always made sure to give him ample time to say no before taking anything off of him that would show something sensitive. Your eyes lit up as he nodded, and you gently removed the porcelain mask, setting it on the bed beside you.

Seeing his bare face always took your breath away. His wide puppy eyes were framed by thick, pretty lashes, only making you melt more when he looked at you with his needy gaze. His skin was an inky black color, his mouth filled with sharp, pointed teeth, and his nose was more akin to a blunt snout than it was anything human. Even so, every non human feature he had only served to make him look more adorable to you. Sure, you knew somewhere deep inside that he had the features of a predator with the hunger to match, and that logically you should run, but you trusted Pierrot enough to know he’d never hurt you.

“You’re my pretty puppy, aren’t you?” you asked in a hushed tone, scratching just behind his ear in a way that never failed to make him melt. His cheeks darkened as he whined lowly, leaning into your touch. “I asked you a question, honey,” you purred out.

“Yes, my love. I’m your puppy,” he agreed, his breath coming in heavier.

“My pretty puppy,” you corrected.

He sighed softly in embarrassment, but his need to please you overcame his shyness. “I’m your pretty puppy,” he murmured, biting his lip softly. He sank down onto his knees in front of you, kneeling as you continued to pet him. You let him drink in the attention for a few moments, before calling his name to get his attention.

“Pierrot,” you said, his eyes opening to look up at you. “You know how much of a good boy you are for me, don’t you?” you asked, making him nod. You smiled. “Well, good boys get rewards. Would you like a reward, my sweet puppy?” you asked him in a gentle tone. His eyes lit up as his hands moved to your thighs, a needy look on his face. Already knowing what he wanted, you shook your head. “No, my love, I had a different reward in mind. Are you ok with that?” you asked. He nodded quickly, though he couldn’t hide the slight disappointment on his face.

You gently slid his hands off of you so you could stand up, smiling to yourself as he stayed kneeling on the floor. You strode over to the bedside table, slight anxiety rising in your gut as you grabbed the first object. What if he doesn’t like it..?

“I have a few toys I thought you might like,” you started, your heart rate high as his eyes went wide. “T-this one is a cock ring, it stops you from cumming until I say you can,” you explained, holding up the clear ring. His brow furrowed as he gave you a pitiful look, making you try and fail to stifle a giggle at the adorable look. “I promise I’ll let you cum, puppy! This just makes sure you don’t get too tired,” you explained. He nodded, but still looked pouty. You set it back down, picking the tail plug up with both hands. “This plug part goes into you and makes it look like you have a tail! Just like a real puppy,” you said. His gaze softened into something more flustered, and he nodded slowly. You picked up the strap on, but you didn’t even have to explain before you heard a whimper tear through his throat, his face a dark red. You grinned before setting it back down, content that he understood. Finally, you held up the bullet vibe, an almost sadistic look crossing your face. “This vibrates,” you said bluntly, not explaining any further.

Once you explained what the toys were, you walked closer to Pierrot, cradling his face in your hands once again. “How do you feel about those, puppy? Any you think you’ll like?” you asked. You were careful not to give any indication you preferred one over the others, knowing his need to please you could lead him to saying yes to something he wasn’t entirely on board with.

Pierrot sighed, eyeing the toys before his gaze was drawn back to you. “T-those are all toys for me,” he pointed out. You nodded, smiling.

“Yes, because you’re such a good boy, and I want you to feel good,” you explained. He shook his head.

“I want to bring you pleasure, my love,” he sighed out, trailing his hands up your thighs, drool already threatening to spill from his lips at just the idea. As endearing as it was, you shook your head, pushing his hands away.

“You know what would bring me the most pleasure tonight, angel?” you asked softly. He blinked up at you in question, waiting with baited breath. “You letting me bring you pleasure. You always make me feel so good, and I just want to make you feel good tonight. Does that make sense, puppy?” you asked. He pouted softly, but couldn’t hide the shiver that went through him at the thought of it.

“And you think these toys will feel good?” he asked, a bit of nervousness in his tone. You nodded.

“I know they will, puppy,” you responded. He took a deep breath, glancing between you and the toys for a few moments before finally nodding.

“I’m yours, my love. I trust you,” he said softly, looking up at you with an almost innocent expression.

You grinned.

“You know you can safe word at any point,” you reminded gently. Pierrot nodded. “Will you take your clothes off for me, puppy?” you asked sweetly. He nodded, taking his hat off and setting it on the floor neatly, untying the lacing of his top before pulling it off. As he worked to remove his clothes, you turned to grab the tail plug first, along with the lube.

Your attention turned back to Pierrot feeling a slight tug at your shirt. You looked down, seeing him looking up at you with needy eyes, having already shed his clothes. He tugged at the hem of your shirt again, a soft whine slipping past his lips. “Words, puppy,” you reminded.

“I want to see you,” he rasped out. You smiled sweetly at him, humming appreciatively at his obedience before taking off the oversized shirt, revealing the lingerie underneath. A gasp tore through his throat as he let his hands hover over your hips, his pupils morphing into large, shaky hearts as he took in your form. “T-thank you, thank you for gracing me with your beauty-” he slurred, trying to speak over the drool threatening to spill from his mouth.

“You’re welcome,” you giggled softly.

“Is this all for me, my dear? Such divine radiance, just for my eyes?” he asked in disbelief, his voice low and needy, almost possessive. You smiled.

“Only for you, honey,” you assured, petting his head affectionately. “Now, will you hop up on the bed for me?” you requested. He immediately obeyed, sitting on your bed as his gaze raked over your form. “Hands and knees, puppy,” you commanded as you patted his thigh. His eyes widened for a moment, but despite his surprise he obeyed. You grinned, standing behind him and placing one hand on his hip, letting the other trail down the spines going down his back. He shivered softly, panting heavier at your touch.

You grabbed the plug once again, pouring lube onto the silicone before turning your attention to his hole. “This might feel weird at first,” you warned softly, wincing. You poured a bit of lube on his hole as well, watching his arms tense as his jaw clenched.

Once you were sure he was lubed up enough, you put the plug at his entrance, slowly pushing in. He whined, gripping the bedspread beneath him. “Breath, puppy,” you reminded, still pushing into him slowly. You heard him suck in a deep breath, trying his best to relax. “Good boy, almost there…” you muttered, biting your lip as the last of the plug slid into him.

“Aww, such a good boy!” you praised, petting down his back, letting your hand grip the tail before lightly tugging it. A whimper tore through his throat at the strange feeling, his hips squirming a bit. “That’s my good boy. You did so well for me,” you praised. As you spoke, you grabbed a small remote from the bedside table, one you conveniently forgot to mention. Pressing a button on it, a grin threatened to split your face in two as Pierrot cried out, the muscles in his back visibly tensing as the plug started vibrating.

“My-my love-” he keened, arms shaking with how hard he was gripping the comforter. “I- ngh- my dear-” he gasped, brain already melting even at the lowest setting.

“That’s it. See? I promised you it would feel good,” you purred out. You gave him a few moments to acclimate to the foreign feeling before patting his hip. “C’mon puppy, turn over for me,” you guided gently.

Once Pierrot rolled over you guided him to sit up, his throbbing cock already leaking precum, bobbing against his stomach. Shudders wracked through him, evidence of his pleasure echoing down his lean frame. You grabbed the cock ring next, spreading ample lube on that as well before positioning it above his cock. When he didn’t object, you used both hands to pull it down his cock, letting it settle just under where his knot would inflate. Once it was in position, Pierrot let out a pitiful whine.

“‘S tight,” he groaned out. You nodded, palming his cock in one hand, holding it with a firm grip as he throbbed at your touch.

“Does it feel alright? It doesn’t hurt, does it?” you asked. You got the largest size you could find on any website, but you were still a little concerned it might be too small.

To your relief, Pierrot shook his head. “N-no, just, mmng- just t-tight,” he mumbled, his head lolling back. Your smile returned as you kissed his cheek, nipping playfully at him as you did so.

“Good,” you said. “Can you get on your knees for me, my puppy?” you asked sweetly. Pierrot nodded, slinking to the ground so he could kneel in front of you. You grabbed the strap on before setting it beside you on the bed, sitting in front of Pierrot’s kneeling form. “You’re such a smart puppy, aren’t you?” you asked, scratching at the base of one of his horns. The tail plug was still vibrating in his ass, his eyelids fluttering from the stimulation. Still, he managed to shakily nod his head. “Since you’re such a smart puppy, do you think you could put this on me?” you asked.

You knew how to put it on, but a thrill ran through you thinking of Pierrot’s overstimulated brain trying to understand how the straps should go on. He would do anything you asked of him though, so of course he nodded his head, grabbing the leather harness from you as he shakily turned it over in his hands, studying it, trying desperately to wrap his head around it even as his eyes glazed over from pleasure.

“Do you need help, puppy?” you asked. He shook his head, looking up at you with wide eyes.

“I-I can do it-” he rushed out, already imagining how you’d praise him when he got it all by himself.

After toying with it for a few moments, he finally guided the harness up your legs before clipping the supporting straps on either side of your hips. Once clipped, he did his best to tighten them, but between his claws and his shaky hands, he wasn’t getting very far, so once he got it tightened enough, you put your hands over his, beaming proudly down at him.

“Good boy! Such a smart puppy for me, aren’t you?” you cooed out, carding a hand through his hair, letting your nails scrape his scalp. He let out a soft yip, surprising you for just a moment before you melted at how cute he was being. “Mm, such a good boy, honey,” you praised, watching him shiver. You sneakily tightened the straps as best you could with one hand, not wanting him to be discouraged. If he noticed, he didn’t say anything, still nuzzling into your touch.

Soft whimpers continuously left his mouth as you pet him, the tail plug vibrating just inside his entrance as the cock ring kept his cock heavy with need. As his eyes stayed shut in contentment, you began stroking the silicone cock slowly, grinning as you watched him.

“Puppy?” you called out. His eyes slowly opened as he looked up at you through his lashes, his teeth digging into his lower lip. God, he looked pathetic. “Why don’t you open your mouth for me, hm?” you asked softly, positioning the strap on at his lips.

A soft gasp left his lips as he realized what you wanted him to do. “My love, I-” he started. You moved your hand from his head to instead grab the remote, turning the vibrations up on the plug. His hips jerked as his eyes rolled back, a broken groan falling from his lips.

“Open for me?” you asked again sweetly. This time, his mouth fell open, his tongue lolling out as he struggled to look up at you. You cooed softly as your hand went back to his head, simply resting there as you pressed your cock against his tongue. “That’s a good boy…” you mumbled.

Pierrot keened at the praise, wrapping his tongue around your strap before bobbing his head softly on it, using his long tongue to stroke the shaft up and down as his lips closed around the tip. You moaned watching the debauched display, seeing just how much of a cock slut he was.

“Aww, does it feel good, puppy? Do you like the taste of my cock?” you cooed out. He whined, bobbing his head deeper as his gaze stayed glued to yours. God, he’d do anything if you kept looking at him like that. “Yeah, that’s my good boy. Such a sweet puppy for me,” you sighed out.

You watched as his hips rocked against nothing, trying to get more stimulation from the plug in his ass but failing miserably. You raised a brow as you watched one of his hands snake down to his cock, palming it in his hand before thrusting up into it. He moaned around your cock, unwrapping his tongue from around it before taking most of the length into his mouth, letting the tip hit the back of his throat as he fucked his fist.

You wanted to chastise him for touching himself without permission, but you knew he wouldn’t be able to cum with the cock ring on him. Instead of reprimanding him, you let him work himself up a wall as he tried to do something to relieve the intense pleasure wracking his body. You gently guided his head further down your cock, until the silicone pushed past the barrier of his throat. He gagged softly, so you let up, but he continued to deepthroat you of his own volition, swallowing back his gag reflex the best he could.

“Don’t hurt yourself, puppy,” you said, prepared to pull him off if he gagged again. He didn’t respond, too busy sucking you off. His cheeks hollowed every time he bobbed his head up, the silicone disappearing completely as his head bobbed down.

Hearing a loud whine come from him, you couldn’t help the way your hips jerked towards his mouth, grinding your clit against the base of the toy. Pierrot stopped his motions hearing you moan at the friction. He pulled away, spit trekking down his face as he gasped.

“May I e-eat you out now?” he whimpered. You chuckled, letting him nuzzle into your hand.

“No honey. Later,” you assured. A soft, needy growl tore through his throat at the denial, making you raise a brow. “Oh? Does puppy have something to say?” you challenged.

His demeanor changed quickly to an apologetic one, making you grin proudly. “N-no, my love,” he panted out, rocking into his hand once again. You shook your head, tutting softly.

“Up on the bed for me, puppy,” you instructed. Pierrot tripped over his feet as he stood up, making you laugh at how eager he was. He sat on the edge of the bed, wincing as the tail plug was pushed in further, his hips rocking subtly against it.

You guided him to lay on his back, letting the tail curl around his waist, the tip settling on his tummy. “Aww, such a pretty puppy for me! Isn’t that right?” you cooed out. His back arched, trying to get any friction he could from the toy inside of him. You snickered, knowing it wouldn’t be enough to get him where he wanted. “Is everything alright, puppy?” you asked in faux concern.

Pierrot cried out softly in frustration. “I-I need more. You said this was a reward,” he grit out, unable to cope with the pleasure washing over him. You smiled.

“This is a reward. Do you not feel good, puppy?” you asked, bringing a hand up to palm his cock, stroking it slowly. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly.

“Too good,” he mumbled. He was dizzy, unable to feel much besides the toy vibrating just shy of his prostate, your hand massaging his swollen cock. He wanted to fall apart, he was so close to falling apart, but the damned ring around his cock kept him so far.

Taking pity on him, you leaned in, pressing your lips against his. He let out a loud, relieved moan, letting his tongue slide into your mouth, winding around yours as it filled you. You groaned, moving to straddle him. It was a bit awkward with your height difference, but you made it work. You tried to pull away, but he followed you, keeping your lips pressed together as his tongue stroked yours. You whined, pulling back as you turned your head, finally breaking the kiss.

“Puppy,” you panted out warningly. He simply beamed up at you, pleasure drunk. You rolled your eyes playfully before grabbing the lube again. This time, you poured it into your hand, before wrapping it around his cock. He jumped softly at your touch, only for his eyes to widen as you pressed your cock to his, holding them together in your hand. You rocked your hips forward, letting the silicone drag against his sensitive dick. He cried out softly, the foreign feeling too much for him. His hips bucked up desperately, chasing more of that delicious torture.

“Please I- it feels good,” he panted. His hands gripped your hips tightly, trying to get more leverage to rut his cock against yours.

You groaned softly, feeling your clit grind against the base of the strap. You tried to arch away from the feeling, wanting to focus on Pierrot’s pleasure, but his hips chased yours relentlessly, as if he knew. Looking for a distraction, your eyes landed on the bullet vibrator. You wasted no time in picking it up. You turned your focus back to Pierrot, turning on the bullet vibe.

His eyes widened hearing the small buzz, looking up at you in defeat as you held it just above his skin. “Keep going for me, puppy,” you said softly. He whimpered in anticipation, nodding. You guided the vibe to his lower tummy, just above the base of his cock as you let it just barely drag over his oversensitive skin. His back arched, almost painfully so, a growl sounding through his chest as he humped the silicone cock harder, working towards an orgasm that would never come.

You kept the vibrator in place, watching his hips buck and jerk towards the stimulation. You slowly moved it down towards his hipbone, listening to his sweet whines. “Aw, is it too much, puppy?” you asked. He shook his head quickly. “No? Are you sure?” you asked. He grit his teeth as you dragged the vibrator up towards his chest, circling his nipple teasingly.

“Please, my love,” he pleaded.

“Please what, puppy? I don’t know what you want if you don’t use your words,” you teased, finally resting the bullet against his nipple. He gasped, tossing his head back as he gripped your hips impossibly tight, no doubt leaving bruises.

“Please- please fuck me-!” he gasped desperately. “Please, I need to feel you inside of me, my love- I can’t take anymore,” he panted out. He barely managed to look at you, tears gathering on his lashes as they threatened to spill over. God, he looked pitiful.

You turned off the bullet vibrator, but made sure it didn’t go far when you set it down on the bed. You turned the tail plug off as well before moving to sit between Pierrot’s legs. “Such a good boy, telling me what you need,” you cooed out. You gently tugged the plug at the base, watching Pierrot wince at the odd feeling. You gently worked it out of him, not wanting to hurt him. Once it was finally out you set it to the side, grabbing the lube instead.

You pushed Pierrot’s legs up by the thighs, hooking them over your shoulders as best you could. Once you were certain they wouldn’t fall, you spread more lube over your cock, pouring more at his entrance as well. You lined the tip up to his ass, leaning over him as you smiled reassuringly.

“Remember your safeword?” you asked. He nodded.

“Red,” he said. You smiled.

“Good boy, I’ll stop at any point,” you said, rubbing your free hand up his thigh soothingly, massaging the tense muscle. He whimpered, nodding.

Before you could push in, you studied him. The alabaster skin of his chest was flushed bright red in his arousal. His eyes were lined in tears and drool covered his lips and jaw. Looking down to his cock, you saw his knot pulsing just above the cock ring, unable to inflate thanks to the offending piece of silicone. His tip was a golden yellow, and you watched it throb in time with his racing pulse, thanks to how long you’d had him denied amidst the new sensations. He looked utterly wrecked, and you hadn’t even fucked him yet.

“Ready, my sweet boy?” you asked. He whined, nodding. “Keep your eyes on mine, ok?” you asked, wanting to watch him fall apart as you entered him for the first time.

“Yes, my love,” he sighed. WIth that, you pushed in slowly. A low moan left his lips at the increasingly full feeling, his back arching as his pretty eyes rolled back. You paused, waiting for his gaze to return to yours.

“C’mon, puppy, look at me now,” you cooed out. He groaned, his eyes rolling for a moment before finally landing on you, a shuddering sigh leaving him. You smiled, pushing in further, watching as he winced, his brow furrowing and his mouth falling open. Once you were about halfway in, the tears came back, so you paused in concern. Before you could check in however, Pierrot cried out desperately.

“Please, please, don’t stop- I need you inside of me,” he whimpered, the tears falling down his cheeks.

You groaned at his pitiful display, pushing in further and further until you were fully inside of him. Once your hips were flush to his, he whined, hips wiggling against the cock inside of him. You ground your hips against him, moaning softly at the pressure on your clit. Pierrot gasped out, eyes rolling back as your cock pressed deep inside of him, pushing into sweet spots he didn’t even know he had. You grinned, palming his cock in one hand as you pulled your hips back.

You started slow at first, setting a deep pace as you thrusted into him. Pierrot couldn’t stop squirming, restless against you as he struggled to handle the waves of pleasure sent through him.

“Tell me how you feel, puppy,” you said softly, stroking his cock in time with your languid pace. His back was arched, his hips grinding down hard onto the silicone.

“I love you-” he gasped out, making you chuckle.

“You love me? That’s how you feel?” you asked teasingly. He nodded.

“Mhm- I- I just-I love you so much- I need more- I-I need-” he whined, unable to finish his sentence before you fucked into him harder, letting your hips rock into his faster than before.

“Yeah? C’mon, tell me allll about it, puppy,” you urged, heat building in your lower tummy watching him fall apart.

“I-I’m your good puppy~” he whined out, squeezing his eyes shut. “All of me b-belongs to you, I was made to be yours, my love. Y-yours- Yours to own, yours to fuck- I need you!” he babbled out, his head falling back as your hips snapped hard into his. He cried out, his own hips meeting your thrusts, ensuring no part of him went untouched by your cock.

“You’re doing such a good job, my puppy,” you purred out. He moaned softly, too fucked out to think of a proper reponse. You grinned, watching him lose himself so beautifully under you. You sneakily grabbed the forgotten bullet vibrator, slipping it in your hand that was still stroking his cock before turning it on, the tip buzzing away just under his glans.

Pierrot let out a sobbing moan, his hips grinding down against your cock only for his eyes to shoot wide. “There- there, right there- please my love I cant take it-” he pleaded, his entire body trembling as each thrusts bruised against his prostate. You grinned, making sure to keep your thrusts poised towards the bundle of nerves, watching his entire body jerk and tremble beneath you.

“You want to cum, my sweet boy?” you cooed out. The only reply you got was a weak cry, his brain having slipped from his grasp long ago. Puppies don’t need to think, anyway.

You moved your hand from his cock, only for him to cry out in offense, looking at you with a wounded look. You laughed softly. “I’m taking off the ring, honey,” you informed. His lip trembled as you used both hands to work it off his cock, wrapping your hand around his cock and stroking once it was off.

Pierrot whined as the pleasure he’d been denied crashed into him almost immediately, your hips having never stopped their movements. One hand instinctively wrapped around the back of your neck, forcing your head down as his lips crashed against yours. He moaned desperately into your mouth as you kissed him, your hips still pumping into him, throwing him over the edge. His cum splattered over your hand as you stroked him through his orgasm, his knot inflating against nothing as waves of pleasure relentlessly crashed into him. His arms wrapped tight around you as he humped into your grip, trying to wring out every last drop of pleasure he could get.

Your hips stilled as you heard his panting, his hips squirming away from the stimulation as it became too much. You took mercy, turning the bullet off before wrapping a hand firmly around his now inflated knot, squeezing around it rhythmically so he didn’t get sore. You pulled away from the kiss so you could look down at Pierrot, seeing his heart shaped pupils looking back at you. He was a mess, his hair tangled from writhing on the pillow, his face wet from spit and tears, his lips raw from being bitten.

“Such a pretty puppy for me,” you mumbled, moving a few strands of hair from his face. He panted as he looked up at you, smiling shyly.

“Thank you…” he said softly. You smiled.

“I’m gonna pull out now puppy, ok?” you asked gently, not wanting to do anything to further overstimulate him. He’d had a long night.

To your surprise, Pierrot gave you a wounded look. “That’s it?” he whimpered dejectedly. You cocked your head in confusion. Did he want to go again..?

“What do you mean, puppy?” you asked sweetly. He pouted.

“You didn’t cum, my dear,” he pointed out, drawing a chuckle from you.

“I don’t need to, seeing you fall apart was enough for me,” you assured. Still, Pierrot shook his head, already untangling his body from yours.

“No,” he said firmly. God, he was stubborn.

“What do you want from me, honey?” you asked, smiling exasperatedly at your insatiable puppy. You pulled out slowly as you spoke, watching him wince. Once you were fully out of him, you undid the straps of the harness, letting it fall down your waist. In your distracted state, Pierrot pounced. He knocked the strap on to the side, dragging you up his body until you were straddling his face. He wasted no time in pushing your panties to the side, moaning loudly as he lapped against your cunt.

“Fuck, Pierrot-” you grunted out in surprise. His tongue slipped into your pussy, pumping in and out as it dragged against your gspot. His grip on your hips encouraged you to grind against his face, your clit dragging against his blunt snout as you rode his face.

Moans spilled from you as he did his best to work you up to the edge, moaning at the taste of you as he tongue fucked you. At the same time, he stroked his cock, his knot still swollen from his earlier orgasm.

“So good, puppy,” you panted, not having the brainpower to say much else. He moaned at the praise, his eyes rolling back as he ate you out. You were so close, having been so turned on from watching his adorable display earlier. Not much longer and you’d-

“My pretty owner~” he slurred against your cunt. The new title threw you off, sending you hurtling into your orgasm as you gripped his horns tightly, humping his face as he moaned into you.

“Ngh- good boy, good boy-” you moaned, the coil in your tummy snapping as he rode you through your orgasm. Even after you came, he kept grinding you against his face, making you whine as you batted his hand away, overstimulation replacing the blinding pleasure.

You crawled off of his face as you panted next to him, trying to catch your breath. You looked down, seeing cum covering his hand, knowing he’d cum again from eating you out. You chuckled, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he grinned.

“Was I… did I do good?” he asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper. You smiled at him, pulling him to lay his head against your chest.

“You did perfect, my sweet boy,” you assured, soothing his anxiety as he snuggled tightly against you.

You played with his hair as both your heart rates slowed, calming down from the intense experience. A comfortable silence surrounded you two as you listened to his breathing, feeling his rapid heartbeat from where his chest pressed against your tummy. Once you heard his breathing calm down to something more manageable, you tried to stand up, intent on cleaning the both of you off. Instead, Pierrot grunted in offense, holding you tight enough you couldn’t escape.

“Puppy, we need to clean up,” you said softly. He shook his head, making you sigh. “Please?” you asked. Again, he shook his head.

“Later,” he muttered, already sounding half asleep. You smiled. Despite how gross you would feel tomorrow, you knew there was no way he was letting you up tonight. Instead of fighting, you leaned down to kiss his forehead.

“I love you, puppy,” you whispered softly. His head popped up to look into your eyes, a bright smile on his face despite his sleepy expression.

“I love you, dearest,” he whispered back.