Hormones and cycles
Hybrid Leopard!Wakasa x F!Reader | 1.3k+ words
Summary: You really need to keep a better track of your cycles. Otherwise, certain things are meant to happen and Wakasa is there to help.
Warnings: Hybrid AU, MDNI, explicit sex, bites, breeding, cockwarming, dry humping, cursing, sub reader, reader is referred as human/love and Y/N, oh god pls don’t read 😂, semi-edited, no beta, possessiveness, implied knot. Adapted an old fic. Have your age in your blog.
Tagging Wakasa’s feral princess, Katie ( @kallikrein ).
Constant shaking and moving woke you up from a deep slumber, you tried to turn around and see what was happening, but strong arms held you in place.
“Imaushi… Babe… Are you on your rut?” you mumbled against the pillow. That's all you could do because of the position he held you in.
He had your hips bruising in his grip and the curve of your ass rubbing against his clothed crotch. Wakasa seemed to be in a trance; only mewls and grunts came from his throat, your voice had no effect on him. His tail kept on swinging back and forth as it hit the bed with a thud.
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When you decided to adopt a hybrid, you never really thought about the complications it came with nor how Wakasa, in general, would become such an important part of your life.
Wakasa’s case was special, he was a Tsushima leopard cat hybrid. The shelter that had Wakasa said he was a house cat hybrid, and you had filled the paperwork for a typical house cat hybrid, but that wasn’t the case.
You both went through hell and back, when in one of his monthly checkups, you discovered he wasn’t a house cat hybrid but a leopard hybrid, and to make it worse, an endangered species.
The government has regulations, and Wakasa Imaushi the Tsushima Leopard wasn’t registered as yours. They tried to confiscate him, which was ridiculous because you had been living with him for a while now; the only difference was the species. After trials, lawyers, and tears, you won the case, and Wakasa stayed with you.
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With a harsh bite over your shoulder blade, Wakasa got you out of your thoughts, as if he was reprimanding you for spacing out. You could feel his ears tickle your neck with every move he made, and the strength he applied to your hips kept increasing—nails almost breaking your skin for better leverage.
“Ima…!! What is it? Your rut wasn’t supposed to come yet,” you prayed that the suppressants he used to take before you both were comfortable with sex weren’t taking a toll on him now.
“Y/N…” Wakasa’s breathing was becoming heavier and heavier by the second, “It’s not me,” he spoke through gritted teeth—discomfort reflected in each word.
“I can see that,” you grumbled, “with how eager you’re humping my ass,” you were kind of irritated having woken you up in the middle of the night.
A hard thrust from his hips shut you up. You could feel his engorged cock dripping precum on your underwear. The thin layer wasn’t helping much since you could already feel how messy he was leaving your semi-covered ass.
“Y/N, fuck… You smell… so strong... I….” Your scent clouded Wakasa’s mind; no rational thought resided in him right now. His instinct instructed him to take you, to mount you—because your body signaled it was ready to breed. That all too familiar odor coming from your cunt incited him to take what belongs to him, and only he could fill your womb with cubs.
“What? Wait! Imaushi, let me turn around, and we can see what it is that you need,” you tried to negotiate because he was making no sense. You haven’t had any contact with other hybrids recently, and you had definitely showered before going to bed. What smell did Wakasa mean? You thought.
“No. Y/N! You are ovulating! For—fuck… Your body is screaming for me to fill it up. you don’t… your… Fuck… hole must be all warm and wet, ready for me to full it with my seeds,” Wakasa practically roared each word in your ear. He was pressing his whole chest and weight on you while he kept on thrusting in between your clothed asscheeks. Hands never weakened his hold on you. On the contrary, you must have his palms, fingertips, and nails branded on your skin by now.
You were aware of what had caused this sudden reaction. Cursing under your breath, you remembered the date, and he was right. Your fertile window started today, “Imaushi, baby, I’m sorry,” you knew how sensible he was to any of your hormonal changes. How could you forget?
Again, you tried turning around, but this time so you both could have better access to each other. But Wakasa didn’t want you to move. His instincts told him that you shouldn’t be working yourself out; he must do the work. He has to be in charge for his offsprings to come out healthy, and you shouldn't overwork yourself.
“Imaushi, please! I want to touch you!” how one thing could change the whole perspective. You were eager to please him and let him have you, being fully aware of how painful this situation was for him. Wakasa could smell the change in your scent. It was more savory, welcoming, and sweet. Welcoming.
Taking that as a yes, Wakasa stopped his humping. His hands went straight to the point; he took your already ruined panties and threw them to the side of the bed, spreading your legs; he saw your opening. It was glistening with your juices and Wakasa couldn’t wait any longer. He went balls deep with a sharp snap of his hips—tremors ran through his body the moment he felt your heat surrounding his cock, roaring at the overwhelming sensation.
“Imaushi!” you almost howled at the sudden feeling of pleasure and pain. Your scream caused his ears to twitch and his tail to strongly sway in delight. Wakasa was in a state of pure bliss. What none of you expected was for him to climax in that moment. Strings of creamy white painted your insides. Not a single move was necessary for his release. You felt him grow even bigger as he stayed buried deep inside your cunt. Throbbing and twitching as he tried to push even deeper.
Hot, it was so hot. Wakasa’s essence burned your core; you were whimpering under Wakasa from the unexpected release; it felt so good. You both were in ecstasy.
Still inside you, Wakasa was not planning on moving. He knew he could hurt his human if he moved after copulating. So, being extremely careful he held you and moved both of you to lay on your sides.
“Imaushi… W-why are we spooning?” You were still lightheaded from his ejaculation.
“I’m sorry, love. I came too fast.” he actually felt bad but thinking about it. “You know I have to mate you again right?” Wakasa is very aware that his species’ sperm is weak, besides you didn’t orgasm yet so he needed to do more. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t make you feel good right now.”
You heard his last sentence, and you could feel the smirk on his face. “Imaushi, what do you..” you were unable to finish due to Wakasa’s fingers pressing your bundle of nerves—clit drenched on fluids.
Wakasa’s cock was still inside of you—one arm over your form so his hand could reach your bud and the other underneath your side so he could palm your chest. Incoherent sounds began to fall from your lips as you felt both of his hands work on you.
His long fingers were wildly playing with your clit. Wakasa loved how your mouth produced different little moans and puffs of air at every movement of his fingers on your clit and your nipples. The most beautiful sight was his human writhing in pleasure.
You felt so full. He wasn’t moving his hips an inch but with his ministrations and his pulsating cock, warm in your hole. You were going crazy.
“That’s it, Y/N, keep those beautiful sounds coming for me. I love being inside you; you have no idea how much I regret not ravishing you completely,” Wakasa whispered in agony at the thought of his tongue not savoring you today, pressing your nipple and vigorously circling your clit, had you trembling; your back pressed to his chest allowed you to feel his purring through your whole body. Wakasa was about to go feral if he didn’t feel you cum soon. He was sure he was doing an excellent job at taking care of his human’s needs.
He kept licking the curve of your ear as he played with your buds. Your clit would hurt tomorrow with how he was wildly handling it. You felt that pull and heat on your lower abdomen. Between whimpers, you tried to warn him about your release, but it was unnecessary. Wakasa already knew. He could feel your insides squeezing and sucking his cock. Still, he didn’t move his hips, still worried about the swollen tip hurting his delicate human.
With a final flick of his wrist, you finally had your release. Your trembling form went limp in between his arms, and your eyes closed from the orgasm clashing in your insides.
Wakasa Imaushi loved feeling your whole body pressed to him, your ass to his hips, your back to his broad chest, and his arms wrapping around you. Because you were his, you belonged there, like this, at his mercy. Wakasa kept stroking your hair, arms engulfing your body as you both fell asleep
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The following day you woke up feeling very sticky and kind of uncomfortable. Looking down, you saw that Imaushi didn’t move an inch from your side and from inside you. Shit, you thought.
“Imaushi! Imaushiuu!” You started to wiggle, trying to break free from your hybrid as you remembered how clingy leopards tend to behave. Even his fluffy tail was wrapped around you.
“Y/N, good morning,” you felt a certain amount of eagerness in his voice; why was he so energetic? “Ready for round two?” You were sure if he weren’t holding you captive in bed, he would be jumping and rolling. The fresh morning sun had that effect on him.
“Let’s eat first! Please! And a shower!” you said as you stretched your arm to scratch his fluffy ear. “and please take your dick out.”
“No, sorry, I like it here,” he said, making an emphasis on the here as he jerked his hips, earning a yelp from you, “Besides, I can do more with it in than out,” his next response was darker in contrast to his prior one, but the playful tone still present. With a snap of his hips, he got you whining again.
“Imaushi!” you moaned.
At that moment, Wakasa decided you weren't leaving the room anytime soon.