(Tis I, I am trash!) "I've had enough" with Della and DK please, my dear!
It said angst/fluff. It didn’t not say smutty fluff. Nsfw smut material below.
“I’ve had enough,” an accented, exhausted dripped gasp howled to the humid air. Don Karnage tugged at the restraints restricting his movements, but no amount of tugging, growls, or persuasion was going to free him.
“I don’t think you’re giving yourself enough credit,” she rummaged through the drawers, extracting one phallus shaped toy after another. She lined them along the bed, gazing at them with wonder and excitement. Her feathers ran over his fur, marveling at the mixture of tan and autumn red.
A pathetic whine caught his tongue, “No, there’s more in you,” she grinned above, reaching for the bright blue dildo on the bed and harness waiting for them on the table, “and you’re going to show it to me.” She connected them with elegant ease, resting her stare on him.
Standing at the end of the bed, he devoured the sight of her - naked, harnessed, and ready. His flaccid erection twinged in excitement, and stood proudly when her lubed fingers teased in his ass. His right leg twitched. His tongue fell out of his mouth, lying on the outside of his mouth in anticipation.
“Good boy,” a coal black mist hovered above him, drowning him, and he whimpered at the gentle intrusion as the dildo made its entrance, “that’s my good boy, now, what do we say to Mistress?”
An experiment forward buck pushed a startled, euphoric gasp from his lips. He bobbed his head greedily, drunken stare pleading for whatever else she had in store for him, “Please, my mistress,” pathetic whines bleat into her ears, “more, more, this isn’t enough.”
Impatient composure and frantic mania slurred Della’s smirk. She lifted her smirk, tilting her head back in a way that forced another tremor to assault his erection. A sharp jerk made him yelp. She wagged his tail playfully, dark eyes shining brightly, “Don’t worry, sweetie, we’ve just begun.”
