gojo and his cat girlfriend ૮꒰ ˶> ༝ < ྀི˶꒱ა
satoru loves that your ears perk up when he’s near and the way your soft tail wraps around his leg when he comes home, marking him with his scent.
your sweet soft nose twitches as you smell him; he still smells the same, just the way you like it.
he squats down, scratching behind your ears and rubbing the top of your head, taking off his glasses so you can take a full look at him.
“hey there, kitty, you been good?”
watching the way your ears twitch and your eyes flutter when he hits your sweet spot, nodding while staring at him with your big glassy eyes, but he moves his hand away, standing back up still staring at you.
“don’t want you cumming from head scratches alone… you know how you get.”
walking into the bedroom knowing you’ll follow, the sound of his shoes clicking against the wood floor makes your heart pound with anticipation; you're already so warm and wet for him.
your voice is soft and high as you follow after him, the cold breeze from the AC hitting your wet, throbbing core, wanting your owner to take care of you, but he’s taking his time.
loosening his watch and putting it in his case, taking off his ring, he knows you’re watching and waiting; that’s why he's going so slow. he wants you to sit in your mess until he wants to play with you.
that’s what you’re for after all.
his little toy, but you like it that way. when he’s nice and generous, he loves you; he brushes your tail, gives you baths, and feeds you, but when he's mean… he’s really mean.
one night you couldn’t even sleep after he slid a dildo in and out of your wet pussy for hours.
arched over his lap while he kept going, holding the base of your tail and tugging it whenever you tried to move even an inch away from him.
“stop moving, you’re still so wet. look how you’re clinging to it. why are you trying to run away?”
copying your high-pitched whines as he keeps pushing it deep inside of you, your walls stretched around the eight-inch silicone, you didn't even know how he managed to make it fit.
so when you’re sitting on your knees waiting for him to give you attention and take care of the mess you’ve been sitting on for hours, you’re hoping he’s nice this time and babies you instead.
but from that little glimmer in his eye when he keeps glancing at you… you know that’s not going to happen.
after stalling for a while, he sits down on the edge of the bed and pats his thigh, and you quickly crawl over, and he helps you into his lap, softly laying you over his lap.
his big slender hand rubs over your soft plump ass, giving it a squeeze, humming as he gives it another squeeze.
“how many times did you rub your sloppy pussy on my pillow?”
your ears perk up and you start squirming, and he gives your ass a sharp smack, making you yelp.
“ah! i… i didnt, i promise.”
he knows you did, because he knows you can’t help yourself and your pussy has a mind of its own.
whatever you can get your dirty little paws on that has his scent on it, he knows you’re there, humping it and whimpering.
“you did, don’t lie; it’ll be much worse for you.”
sliding his hand in between your thighs, his fingers already coated heavily with your sweet slick, bringing his fingers to your mouth.
“so what’s this? or are you just this wet for your owner?”
bringing his other hand down to your ass, making you whimper, tooting your ass up because you want him to take care of you. sticking out your tongue and licking out his wet fingers by your mouth.
whimpering while your pupils dilate to the max, sucking so hard on his fingers your nip him from your canines and he snatches his fingers out sighing in irritation, picking you up off his lap and plopping you on the edge of the bed.
“not tonight, kitty, you’re too out of your mind.”
he cups both your cheeks and kisses your forehead, your body still trembling from the buzz your body is on.
“come on, let's get you in the tub.”
satoru holds out his hand, and you whimper sadly, taking it, not making a fuss because he’s being nice and that’s all you want.
