Thinking about being someone's usually-sweet dogboy who just occasionally can't hold in his excitement. They let me bury my face into their cunt, their bush pressing into the bridge of my nose, and the smell of them is just too overwhelming to ignore. Any will to continue being a nice, docile little puppy drains from me, and I gradually find myself growling into their cunt. The tender hold I have on their hips tightens, my nails digging into their skin.
My dick is hard and twitchy, alight with the overwhelming desire to mark and claim and fuck them nice and full.
I lick a long, messy stripe up their cunt, putting extra pressure over their clit. Their taste makes my mouth water. I can't help but bury my face deep to breathe them in more.
They're watching me closely when I finally rise up and climb on top of them, the tags on my collar jingling as I do so. My cock ruts against their wet cunt and I press hungry kisses to their throat. They whine and protest against my actions, attempting to push me away. But I'm stronger than them. I push my nose into their neck and pant against them as I continue to grind on them. They're telling me we can't, but I know what they need. Their cunt dripping against mine tells me as much. They need me, and I might need them even more. All I need to do is prove it to them.
My teeth sink into their neck as I easily slip the tip of my cock into their soaking cunt. A whine mixes in with their moan. Feeling their cunt wrap about me is enough to make my hypothetical tail wag, and so I slip in deeper. The sensation makes me dig my teeth in deeper, which makes them whine louder. Their eyes widen, and they tell me I can't mark them there, that it's too hard to hide.
I smile and grind my dick harder inside of them. They know how I can get. If they didn't want to get all bruised up, they should have muzzled me before letting me taste them.
Still, I slowly let go and apologetically lick the growing bruise. My hands grab onto their sides as I start to fuck them in earnest now. Fuck. I need to knot them so bad, and I know they need it too from the way they're moaning and panting and grinding back against me despite their protests. My collar jangles all the while.
Eventually, I feel their attitude start to shift. They grab onto me and wrap their legs around my hips. One of their hands starts to scratch me behind the ear. I lick and kiss at their neck; it's sweet and affectionate despite my roughness.
"Fuckk, good dog. You feel so good." They breathe out. I fuck them harder, and bite into their shoulder. I need more of my marks on them. I need everyone to know that they're all mine. Their encouragement has only spurred me on even more.
When I finally cum, it's sudden. My knot swells unexpectedly when I'm deep inside of them, and I feel myself twitch as I pour my cum deep inside of them. My whole body suddenly drains of energy, and I drape myself on top of them, still filling them up.
"Thank you, thank you, you're such a good mutt." I reach my head up to press a kiss to their lips. They once again start to scratch my head. We curl up with each other, warm and loving. We're gonna be stuck here for a while after all. My knot is still locked firmly in their cunt, keeping their womb full, so we might as well sleep like this.
And with the way they're looking at me, I know I'll be forgiven for my bad behaviour.
