Housing Negotiations
holy shit. Punz x reader, unprotected sex, fingering, handjob, breeding for a baby, coming inside (a lot), creampie I think, and ungodly word count (5k+)
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“Is that her?”
“God, I hope so.”
“If not, I’ve got dibs.”
“Your dibs don’t mean shit.”
“Thank you for coming, everyone,” Karl called out, tail wagging wildly behind him. He might’ve been oblivious to the townspeople’s mutterings, but you weren’t- even as you stared nervously at your feet, you could feel them all staring at you. Was it weird that there weren’t any women? There were less than a dozen people in the entire town, if Karl’s statement earlier about gathering everyone was true, and every single one was an attractive hybrid man eyeing you up and down. “I want you all to give a big welcome to our new mayor!”
“Temporary,” you quietly muttered, getting a nod and a wave of Karl’s hand.
“Yes, our new temporary mayor,” he amended, but his tone did nothing to suggest he was serious about it. “She’s going to be starting work very slowly to ease into things, so please be patient with her! Until she gets settled in, you can all keep coming to me for anything you need! Thank you for your time!” Karl ended the meeting with a small bow that you rushed to copy, blushing as you heard a few chuckles as they all dispersed. “I think they like you,” Karl cheered as you both straightened up.
“You think so,” came out of your mouth quietly, even though such a thing shouldn’t matter to you- didn’t matter to you. You were only here for a few weeks at most, you didn’t need these strangers to like you. It didn’t affect you at all that you could still feel their eyes on you in your light skirt and v-neck top, paying special attention to the peeks of soft skin you were showing. Besides, surely you’d imagined the whole thing- there was no way that many men would want you, let alone be so brazen about not hiding their desire.
“Of course they do, silly,” Karl giggled, wrapping his arms around one of yours to guide you as you walked. “They’d have to be crazy not to like you: you’re perfect!”
You flushed hotly at that, letting him drag you around without much care. “I-I don’t know about that-”
“Well I do,” he said firmly, smiling at you so prettily, just like he was last night. “So trust me, okay?” You gave a slight, only half paying attention nod, but it was enough to reassure him, giving you a wide grin as he resumed dragging you. “And you’re going to be an amazing mayor once we get you settled in! We’ve just gotta see Punz about getting you a house!”
“A house?” You snapped out of your stupor, if just barely. “No, no, I can’t afford a house- I’m not going to be staying long-”
“Oh, it’s just a small thing,” Karl brushed off. “We’ll just get you a small plot and a tent to start out, you don’t have to upgrade past that! Just somewhere to sleep at night, that’s all!”
“... Well, I guess that makes sense-”
“Of course it does!” He threw open the door to a little blue building, ringing the bell over the door frame. “Punz! Miss Mayor needs a place to stay!”
You peeked sheepishly over Karl’s shoulder, seeing a tall blond tanuki hybrid making his way across the shop floor to you. To say he was attractive was an understatement. Broad shoulders straining against a white collared shirt, rolled up sleeves cutting into thick arms, that pretty blond hair flopping over his eyes. His thick fingers were covered in rings reminiscent of the dark ones on his bushy tail that gently swayed behind him as he walked.
“Of course,” he grinned. You could see the sharp canines in his mouth, only further adding to the predatory air about him. Karl stepped to the side, letting Punz take your hand in his own calloused one and bring it up to his lips. “I’m always happy to serve our lovely mayor,” he purred.
“Great,” Karl chirped, as if he couldn’t see the way the realtor undressed you with his eyes. “I should get back to work, then! I’ll see you later, Miss Mayor!”
“Wha-” And there he went, the door shutting solidly behind him, leaving you with this intimidating figure. Now that he was closer to you, you realized just how big he was. Karl was tall, but he was lithe- scrawny, even- and he slouched a bit and spoke so earnestly with that big smile you’d never think to be scared of him. Punz was even taller than Karl, and he stood tall- tall and wide, with fangs and prominent muscles, and an air that made his smart slacks and collared shirt make him look more like the outfit of some kind of kingpin than a realtor.
“Don’t worry,” he mused with a small smile, placing your hand in the crook of his elbow and leading you deeper into the shop, past the examples of doors and roof paneling and towards an open door that you could see a small office through. “I’ll take good care of you, bunny.”
“B-Bunny?”
He gave an affirmative hum, a single finger gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “You’re just so cute and little,” he chuckled, baring his fangs once again, “and skittish. You’re not afraid of me, are you, bunny?”
You felt your face burning up at being caught, but the most important thing in your twisted mind was making sure you weren’t being rude. “I-I’m sorry- no, I just-” You squeaked as he leaned down to better hear your timid little excuses, a twitch of a fuzzy ear catching your eye. “Your ears.”
He raised an eyebrow. “My ears?”
You nodded, wide-eyed as you watched them twitch and swivel to better hear you. “A-And your tail,” you admitted, feeling yourself blush harder as you wrung your hands together. “I-I’m really sorry- there’s only one hybrid family on my block back home, and I’ve never met a tanuki- that’s what you are, isn’t it? Oh god, I didn’t mean to assume-” You saw a smile twitching at the corner of his lips and knew he was getting a great deal of joy from your horrible nerves, that bastard. “It’s just that I think hybrid features are really…” Attractive, sexy, perfect, “interesting.”
Punz finally let the smile he’s been fighting break through as he led you into his office. “Well, that’s all you needed to say,” he promised. His voice was lower and calmer than Karl’s. Where the dogboy made everything he said sound exciting and new, Punz had a way about making every word reassuring, like he knew everything and you only needed to listen and it would all be alright. “You know,” he hummed, “you could even touch them if you wanted.”
You’d admit you got a little excited at that- you were the kind of person to time your walk with when the neighbors let their pets out so you could stroke them through the fence, so the promise of petting this beautiful man... Karl’s reaction to you touching his ears last night made you think it was more of a private part, but you weren’t about to tell him about his own body. “... Are you sure?”
“‘Course I’m sure,” he purred as the door closed behind you. “Anything you want, bunny. Here,” he grunted, the only tell that you weighed anything to him as he plucked you up with a firm grip on your waist. He chuckled at your squeak as you went stiff, letting him place you on his desk like he was arranging a new doll on the shelf, your skirt fanning out around you, leaving only the thin fabric of your panties protecting you from the cool wood. “Skittish little bunny,” he chuckled, leaning down to brush his nose against yours, hands braced on the desk on either side of your hips. You held your breath as his fanned across your lips, unable to tear your eyes off of his pretty blues as he smiled. “Go ahead,” he hummed, “touch me however you want.”
You shyly raised your hands, dipping your fingertips into his soft blond tresses and gently working them up his scalp. Punz gave a little hum, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling. Your fingers made it all the way up to his fuzzy ears, where you timidly took one between two fingertips, freezing when he chuckled. “Such a shy little bunny,” he mused, bumping your nose with his. “You can get a little rough with me, sweetheart, I can take it,” he promised.
“O-Okay,” you meekly agreed, wrapping your fingers around his ears and feeling the fur with your thumbs. He let out another hum, easing your worries as you lost yourself in just how soft he was. “I’ve never felt anything so soft,” you mumbled to yourself, flushing as Punz’s lips stretched into a wide grin.
“Well, thank you, bunny,” he hummed, cracking his eyes open. “You know, hybrids take great pride in keeping ourselves… presentable.” Something about the way he said the word made you blush even darker, in turn making his grin wider. “Especially our more animalistic parts. They’re very intimate.”
Your hands froze on his ears, eyes blown wide. “I-Intimate?”
“Oh, yes,” he purred, thumbs brushing against your hips over your skirt. “I let you touch me somewhere private, are you gonna return the favor, bunny?”
You could have said no. It was clear in his eyes, in his body language- the question was curious, not an assumption. He was simply asking a question, and he would obey your answer, whatever it was. Maybe that was why you nodded- surely it didn’t have anything to do with what you were sure counted as a fetish at this point, as you wondered if he made noises like Karl did when you grabbed his ears in a different setting, or if his beautiful tail would wag when he was buried inside you. Whatever the reason, a breathy ‘yes’ escaped your lips, and you meant it. “W-What do you want to…”
“I’d really like a look up this pretty skirt,” he hummed, rubbing the material between two fingers, the back of his hand hot against your bare thigh. “Can I?” You nodded, but his hand didn’t move as he tsked. “Come on, bunny, I have these soft ears for a reason, aren’t you gonna let me hear that sweet voice?”
“Yes,” you decided quietly, not giving him the chance to tease you any more as you reached down and flipped your skirt up yourself. You felt your ego swell and your nerves calm as he let out a low hiss, eyes transfixed on you, as if he could see through your thin panties if he stared hard enough.
“Now aren’t those pretty,” he purred, standing up a little straighter so he didn’t have to support himself on his hands, trailing his fingers up your outer thigh until he reached the fabric on your hip. He curled two fingers under the band on either hip and ripped them with one swift tug, smirking at your small squeak as he brushed the fabric away. “There we go,” he hummed, thick fingers kneading your bare hips. “You’re just a pretty little bunny, aren’t you?”
You only managed a soft noise in response, fisting the fabric of your skirt as he studied your bare lower half. His eyes drifted aimlessly from the way his fingers pressed into your hips to where you tried to cross your legs to hide your small bush. “Awe, shy bunny,” he cooed, lips stretching into a wide grin, baring his fangs as he watched you squirm. “You don’t have to worry so much, y’know that?” His hands were gentle but firm as he gripped your thighs and pried your legs apart, pulling you closer to the edge of the desk so his hips could block you from snapping them closed again. “I’m just gonna touch you- just like this,” he hummed, petting over your folds with two fingers.
You let out another small noise as he stroked you, letting you settle into the feeling. “There you go, bunny,” he purred, gliding his thumb along your soft skin until he found your clit. A gasp escaped you as he pressed against it firmly, dropping your skirt to latch your hands around his forearm- god, both your hands couldn’t even wrap all the way around. “You’re fine,” he assured you, lips still curled in that devious grin. He leaned down to brush his nose against yours, looking deep into your eyes as he rubbed small circles against you, a chuckle bubbling out of his throat. “I just wanna push your buttons, that’s all.”
You would have smacked him for making a pun at a time like this if you weren’t falling limp against his chest. He pushed a single, thick finger into you to feel the way your walls shook as you came, crooking it ever so slightly to find the small patch of nerves, kneading it with his fingertip. “Good girl,” he purred lowly, leaning even closer to brush his soft lips against yours. You melted into the kiss, opening your mouth after no more than the slightest brush of his tongue against your lower lip, nails digging into his arm when you realized he wasn’t stopping his fingers.
“Nng- no- can’t-”
“Yes, you can, bunny,” he muttered against your lips, hand trailing up your body to cup the back of your head as he prodded at your entrance with a second finger, the cold metal of his rings soothing your hot folds. “I know you can take it, you just need to relax and trust me. I’m gonna make you feel real good, sweetheart, just relax.”
And you did. Like his words put a spell over you, your nails in his arm became a desperate clutch, his hand on your neck the only thing keeping you upright. He pulled back to watch as he pushed that second finger inside you and the view took your breath away. His crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, eyes hooded as he studied the way his fingers fucked you open like it was his job, ears stood at attention to drink in every sound that escaped your swollen lips- he was straight out of your most shameful dreams.
“There’s a good girl,” he purred, tucking his nose against your hair and taking a deep breath. “Mmm, god, you don’t know how good you smell, bunny.”
You flushed as you remembered how you hadn’t been able to shower in the town hall. “R-Really?”
“Mhm. I could get high off it.” You choked, his lips stretching into a smile as he forced a third finger into you, one relentlessly attacking your g-spot while the others continued to stretch you, thumb still lazily playing with your clit. “Your delicious smell, the feeling of that pretty cunt wrapped around my fingers- I could keep you like this forever.” A rumbling purr came from deep in his chest as you came, walls trying to suck his fingers deeper. “Yeah, you’d like that, bunny? You wanna sit pretty on my desk and let me finger you open between customers?”
“Please,” you pushed out with a gasp, falling against his chest. His hand on your neck pulled you out of his pecs, tilting your head back so he could watch your eyes gloss with tears as he refused to falter. “No more,” you breathed, swallowing thickly as he finally stopped his fingers, sitting still but just as heavy and thick inside you. “Fuck me properly, Punz, please.”
He smiled as he pulled his fingers away, turning into a full-blown grin when you couldn’t help but whine from the emptiness you suddenly felt. “Oh, I’d do anything for you, bunny,” he promised, bringing his fingers up to his mouth as the other hand pawed at his belt. “Promise I’ll take good care of you whenever you want, got that? Anything you need, sweetheart, you come to me.”
“I need you to kiss me,” you breathed. He let you pull him down by his crisp collar, eagerly pushing his tongue past your lips. The taste of your own cum was still heavy on his tongue, but with the way he practically fucked your mouth with it, you couldn’t conjure up a single fuck to give. The muscle pushed to the back of your throat with ease, his lips still curled into a slight grin as you moaned into his mouth. You could distantly hear the sound of metal and fabric as his pants and boxers were pushed down, your thighs pulled away only briefly before they snapped back to his bare hips.
Punz groaned against you, a single broad hand snapping up to grip the back of your neck as the other wrapped thick fingers around his cock. Your eyes were glued shut, but your hands wandered, the last remnant of your previous shyness leaving you in a breathy moan as you groped your way down his torso. His chest rumbled and muscles flexed under your palms, moans exchanging between your lips as you both felt the action making you hotter- fuck you were making a puddle on his desk, you were sure of it. Your fingers finally found the bottom of his shirt, skimming your nails through coarse hairs leading you to-
“Oh fuck me,”
Punz let out a cocky laugh as you pried your lips apart to look at him. “That’s my plan, bunny,” he teased. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you- wouldn’t want to break our pretty little mayor on her first day, would we?”
You barely registered what he was saying, words drowned out with the sound of blood rushing through your ears as you marvelled at the thick weight in your hand. Big didn’t even begin to describe it. Eight inches that you could barely wrap your hand around- that was big. Punz was competing with your forearm and it looked like he was winning.
Your hand looked utterly pathetic trying to wrap even halfway around him, but god if you passed on this because of a little thing like possible internal damage you’d be cursing yourself forever. You licked your palm in a vain attempt to lubricate it, the musky taste making a very compelling argument for you to drop to your knees. Punz caught your wrist and spat on your palm before guiding you to just under the head, bumping his nose with yours with a soft smile. “There you go- just like that,” he sighed out as you started a gentle pace, brushing your thumb over the sensitive tip with every other pump.
His own thumb found your clit again, ears perking up and fangs flashing at the whimpering moan he dragged out of you. “Such a sweet little bunny,” he purred, leaning in close until he could nip at your ear. He laughed at your yelp until it was cut off by a sharp moan as you gave a rough tug on his cock in revenge. “Ooh, bunny wants to play rough,” he growled. You had just enough time to let a shiver wrack your body before Punz moved his hands to the small of your back and your thigh to lay you back on his desk. “I don’t mind being rough,”
He pulled another yelp out of you as he pulled your hips off the desk with a rough yank, pushing your skirt further up your waist. He held you steady with a single hand on your ass, the other guiding himself to slide his fat cock through your folds, wetting it with your slick and making sure to grind against your clit. It strained you to crane your neck, so you lifted your hand from where you’d panicked and gripped the edge of the wood and wrapped your fingers around him. He held still with a grin as you felt your way down the length of his cock, letting out a shaky moan as you realized how impossibly deep in your guts he was going to reach.
“You still okay?” He reached up to cover your hand with his, pretending the sight of you wasn’t making him leak precum all over your skirt.
“If you don’t fuck me I think I’d die.”
You could barely see his tail whipping wildly behind him as he bared his fangs at you, yanking his shirt up and holding it between his teeth. “Hol’ shtill,” he grunted out. You let out a breath and forced yourself to relax as his broad head pressed against the seam of your folds, bumping your clit before he finally found your weeping cunt. Punz was as gentle as he could, but he still had to practically shove himself inside you to get past that ring of muscle. Your hand clapped over your mouth as a perfectly pornographic moan escaped you, Punz’s nails carving into your ass as he fought every muscle in his body not to pound you into a whiny mess- you were just a little thing, you needed to adjust.
But fuck you were tight, and just those first few inches were spreading you open, pushing and twitching against your nerves, sending bolts of lightning up your spine. It hurt, too- but you were prepared for it to hurt. You weren’t prepared for the heat rushing to your face as you realized you might come from just the tip.
“I need it, Punz,”
He groaned as his cock gave a harsh throb at the words, eyes clenching shut to control himself. He reached up to tug his shirt out of his mouth, freeing the way for a deep groan to spill out. “You need to wait-”
You pressed your heels into his back and flexed your knees.
Punz barely caught himself on his elbows to not crush you as he fell forward. Twin moans fell from both of you, but while yours was high and reeked of desperation, his was predatory and sent a chill down your spine. But it was worth it because you could feel him deep inside you, spreading you open until you were a perfect fit for that monstrous cock. You tried to calm down- tried to stave off the throbbing warning of your impending orgasm- but all you did was clench your walls around him, hugging him tighter- if that was even possible.
You let out a choked moan as you came, Punz’s fangs sinking into your neck as your already tight cunt fluttered and danced around him, trying to milk him to join you. You’ve never felt so full before- it was amazing. Even as your orgasm passed and even as the hard wood under you promised to make you sore, everything felt just perfect. The perfect amount of pain and pleasure and that perfect stretch as you were forced open.
“I… ha- I thought… you said you don’t mind- ha- being rough.” You grinned up at the ceiling as you panted. The smile quickly fell off your face as he growled against your soft skin and gave a sharp thrust.
He was barely halfway in.
He pulled his teeth out of you and lapped away the pinpricks of blood where his fangs broke skin. “Oh, I can be rough, sweetheart,” he growled as your only warning before your legs were hauled over his shoulders and his hips snapped to meet yours. You choked on a scream as he battered your cervix, hitting it once- twice- three times before it gave up. Once he was in he started a brutal pace, hammering into you with so much force the papers you were laying on were thrown onto the floor, your fingers burning as you tried desperately to hold onto the edge of the desk.
His head never left your womb. Even though your body had let him in it wasn’t letting him out. Even with the animalistic force of his thrusts, that last inch merely caught on your cervix, yanked so hard you thought he might tear it out of you, and pushed back in so far you thought he’d find another wall.
Pull, push.
Pull, push.
It was the only thing swimming in your head that made any sense. You could distantly hear your own voice, but it was babbling something ridiculous as you travelled between overstimulation and ‘just a little more and I’ll be there’. “More, no, no more, yes, please, yes, yes, no!” It was perfectly stupid.
Pull, push.
Now that made sense.
Pull.
God, it hurt, but that made it even better. Your walls, your folds, your cervix: they all stung. But for every jolt of pain or dull ache there was friction against your g-spot, and every other nerve for that matter. Punz had a rolling motion to his hips taught to him by the devil himself that made him hit everything. Even your clit got to grind against his pubic bone ever once in a while.
Push.
You were in heaven. Or hell. Wherever you were, you couldn’t be happier because you were perfectly full. You never knew you needed someone this deep before, but now that you had it you didn’t want him to leave. That perfectly fat cock was spreading you open like a whore but it was so perfect you decided maybe you were a whore. You really would let him bend you over in the showroom if it meant you got to have him like this again.
You let out a shrill yell as he slung one of your legs to join the other over his right shoulder, one hand wrapped around your calves to hold you steady and the other gripping the wood above your head. The adjustment made you tighter, made your walls squeeze him like a punishment, and made him pound into you faster.
“I’m going to come inside,” he told you, low and growling as his nose brushed against yours. You knew somewhere inside you that this was your one chance to tell him no, that you could tell him to pull out and he would, but you didn’t. You nodded frantically against him instead, prying your nails out of the wood to pull his lips to yours via a fistful of blond hair. “I’m gonna fucking paint your insides white,” he muttered into your mouth. “You fucking like my ears ‘n tail so much, I’ll give you a cute little kid with ‘em.”
You whimpered at the thought, seeing a whole litter of babies with blue eyes and fluffy little tails, and Punz’s lips pulled into a giant grin against yours. “You want it, don’t you?” You nodded, squeezing your walls around him in an attempt to show how eager you were.
“Wan- nnng!” You choked on your words as he tugged your hips up higher, preparing you to take his cum and make sure not a single drop escaped. You panted hard, clit throbbing from neglect, but you were going to come anyway, you just knew it. With a sudden burst of energy, you yanked him down further until you were panting directly into those handsome ears. “Want you to breed me, please!”
You came with the first jerk of his cock and throaty growl in your ear, practically crying at the feeling of his hot cum washing over your walls. He pressed his hips hard against yours, gentle grinding motions making sure he gave you everything he could. You couldn’t believe how quickly he filled your womb. Before you knew it you were feeling bloated, sighing in relief as his grinding loosened your cervix enough to let the cum slowly leak into your pussy. It felt so nice: the fullness of his dick inside you, keeping your walls spread open as they tried to tighten up again- add to it the sensation of red-hot cum trying to fill every crevice inside you. You ended up relaxing against the table under you with a sigh, ready to enjoy waiting for his orgasm to taper off.
It didn’t.
Your orgasm washed over you without warning as another flood of cum made Punz’s cock twitch inside you. You choked on nothing as your body finally started to succumb to overstimulation, your clit rubbed raw from grinding against the coarse hair on his pubic mound. “Wha- stah- can’t-” He either didn’t hear you or didn’t care as he pumped you full- god, it felt like you had half a dozen loads in you already, and he showed no signs of stopping.
It was pathetically long before your brain started to work again, only spurred on when he changed the angle he was pressing into you at and you felt something pressing against your ass.
“Tanuki… mythos… giant… fuck.”
Sure enough, in your wonderment over his giant cock you neglected to notice the equally large balls you could feel clenching with every new shot of cum added to the virtual lake inside you. You could feel it sloshing around as Punz continued to grind into you- you were at your limit, but it had nowhere to go. He made sure of that, practically folding you in half, turning you into nothing more than a nice, tight hole to empty his balls into.
Your thighs were tight from such an awkward position and you tried to adjust, whining when Punz’s hold didn’t budge. The noise seemed to wake something in him, pretty blue eyes blinking rapidly from where he’d been staring at your quivering pussy. “Ah- let me…” He lowered your legs to wrap around his waist once again and used one hand on your ass and one under your back to lift you off the desk, managing to pick you up without disturbing his cock, still locked into your womb firing loads of cum every few seconds. Another orgasm came over you- weak but very much felt- and you trembled in his arms, clinging to him in an attempt to- well, you weren’t sure. Either way, he slowly stumbled to the other side of his desk and practically fell into his chair, either ignorant or ignoring your whimper as the movement made him jab at your inner walls. “There… we… go,” he mused as he adjusted you to be comfortable, skirt falling down to hide the way he filled you with cum to replace the trails leaking out of you, pooling around the base of his cock.
Punz propped his feet up on the desk, sending you crashing into his chest with a slight puff of air escaping your lips. His arms came up to wrap around your waist, rubbing your back to soothe you as you waited for the endless pour of cum to cease.
“That’s it, just relax,” he hummed, sounding like he was just as close to falling asleep as you were. “...Consider your tent and first month on me, bunny…"
