imagine being katseye’s little puppy they just have around in their house (*´ー｀*) (fem!reader)
warnings (+ sections they’re in): sfw + nsfw!!! (no nsfw for yoonchae tho), poly!kats + reader, vagina referred to as “cunt” and “pussy”, the word “puppy” as a pet name, sophia: r goes through heat + face riding, dani: g!p + somnophilia, lara: exhibitionism, megan: strap-on + overstim + dacryphilia, manon: sex tape + toys + voyeurism (kinda)
You were given to Katseye by Hybe as their collective present for not being left in the dust and keeping up with their newfound fame, only two years into their careers. Being an idol was stressful, and a cute puppy lifted everyone’s spirits during long rehearsals and even longer practices.
Fortunately, you had all the benefits of both puppy and human. Soft fur, cute ears, and an even cuter tail that made your entire body shake with excitement when it wagged. But what set you apart from the average puppy was the fact that you were a fully functioning person too.
Maybe fully functioning is a stretch. Relying on the Kats was practically your day job.
On her days off, Sophia loves baking cookies with you since it always makes your face light up in the cutest way. Granted, you and Dani fight over cookie dough like kids but she always manages to give in when you start to whine. The two of them have to pull you away from the oven since the cookies baking are apparently too hypnotizing for you to look away from. Of course you huff and squirm, but you can’t escape when you’re squished between Sophia and Dani’s death grip.
Lara and Megan prefer having you sprawled across their laps while watching a random movie. Though, most times they don’t pay attention to the movie and opt to coo and aww at your sleeping face. They like to watch you sleep for the off-chance you start to run while you dream—the sight is just too cute. But eventually they get bored and miss your personality, so you’re often woken up to their kisses and pats.
Manon really likes dressing you up in her baggy clothes and watching the fabric fall to your thighs. Yoonchae also likes to stop by since you remind her of her cat back in Korea—Oreo. Whenever the Kats have matching outfits for performances, Manon makes sure you get an outfit too so you don’t feel left out. Yoonchae gets the worst cuteness aggression when you show off your matching outfit and it takes everything inside of her not to pet you until your fur gets matted.
Impromptu photo shoots regarding you are also quite common in the Katseye house. When you’re asleep, when you’ve just woken up and your hair is all tousled, and especially when you’re cuddled up against one of the members.
In a life full of performances, interviews, and practices, the Kats couldn’t be happier to have a cute puppy to come home to everyday.
Lara, the evil woman she is, likes to mess with you for fun. Sometimes when you’re only wearing a shirt and panties, Lara loves hearing your breath hitch when she palms your cunt like it’s nobody’s business. Especially when the Kats are all hanging out in the living room and you’re cradled between Lara’s thighs—her front to your back.
“You’re wet, puppy.” She leaned in close, whispering into your ear.
You quickly shake your head, not trusting your voice—worried that a whine might escape your throat.
“In front of everyone, too. I bet that’s what you like, hm? You want me to finger you in front of all the girls?” Fortunately, the Kats are all busy talking amongst themselves while soft music and a movie played in the background. Unfortunately, Lara was set on embarrassing you.
Lara reached for a blanket under the guise of you being cold, draping it over the both of you. Her hand immediately ran down the fur of your stomach—leaving shivers in their wake.
“Laraaa.” You whined. Quiet enough for only Lara to hear but just loud enough to make sure she knew you were embarrassed.
She can’t help but laugh at your expression before dipping two fingers into your soaked cunt. The other Kats were right there. And Lara was too busy relishing in your little whines to care. Who could blame her? Everyone knew you sounded cuter when you were embarrassed.
Maybe another day she’d lift up the blanket and show her members how utterly soaked you were at the thought of them catching you two, but unfortunately she’s only human. So her will to keep you embarrassed falters as you look up at her with tears pricking your eyes and a pout on your face.
Lara sighs, knowing you’ve won her little game when she picks you up into her arms and tells the Kats she’s going to sleep in your room tonight. Of course, they know the both of you are lying since you weren’t exactly known for being quiet.
Sophia always wants to hold you in her arms when you get your heats. The first time you got your heat, Sophia was the first person you went to for help. You knew that Sophia would take care of you and know exactly what to do. After she quickly showered you to get your body temperature a little lower, Sophia brought you to her room so you could hopefully get some sleep.
Unfortunately, Sophia underestimated the intensity of your heat. Of course she did research just in case a day like this came, but all the articles said heats were usually stronger around the second or third day. You were on day one and still whining like you wanted Sophia’s baby in you.
Which, don’t get her wrong, the idea wasn’t terrible. But it definitely wouldn’t help you right now.
Sophia usually worked best under pressure—a trait she acquired from being Katseye’s leader—but feeling you grind against her thigh and hearing your uncharacteristically loud whines clouded her mind with nothing but your presence.
In a single movement, Sophia moves your body off of her thigh, and onto your knees. Before you can register what’s going on, fingers are being pumped into your cunt at a rapid pace. You hold onto her neck for support and try to ride her fingers, but Sophia stops you with her free hand on your waist.
“Mahal, let me do the work. Just feel good, puppy.” Her voice is soft enough to make you cry. You’re just about to before she lays down and manhandles your dripping cunt right above her face with the most pussy-dunk look.
The moment her tongue meets your soaking pussy, a moan escapes your throat before you have time to suppress it. Sophia gently encourages you to ride her tongue with her hands moving your hips forward and back. Your pace becomes faster and faster as Sophia pushes you to hump her face so she can thrust her tongue deeper into your cunt.
Without warning, you cum with a moan while Sophia happily laps at your release. Your chest was heaving, but your heat still persisted. It was going to be a long night for Sophia if she couldn’t fuck you to sleep.
Megan can’t look at you without wanting to squish your little cheeks until they’re red. Her cuteness aggression is bad, and she loves making it obvious. One of her favorite ways to show it is bending you over in front of her mirror.
Megan can’t help it! Watching your cute tongue lolling out and the fucked-out expression clear on your face was adorable! Of course she’d do anything to keep you like that.
She loves making your back arch until your tail is basically wagging in her face. Most times she’ll tug on it since she knows it makes you squirm against her cock a little more. Since her strap is on the thicker side, it took some time to fully take the stretch. But when you ease into it, Megan happily rams into your pussy until you’re begging her to slow down.
But when she eventually lets you cum, Megan doesn’t stop fucking you. She’d give anything to see that cute fucked-out expression again. She likes watching tears trickle down your face and leave a wet patch on the sheets. The only time she stops is when she flips you over to kiss the tears from your cheeks and make you watch her strap fill you to the brim.
Eventually, Megan stops fucking you raw when she cums at the sight of you crying for her to slow down. You’re both out of breath when she’s finished, but Megan knows she didn’t go too far when you pepper little kisses across her face. Unfortunately, the action makes her even hornier. You realize it’s going to be a long night when Megan lines up against your cunt for a second time.
Daniela makes it obvious you’re not the only needy one in the house. After a particularly hard day at practice and arriving home later than the Kats wanted, Dani beelines to your room without a thought. Since it was pretty late, the woman watches your chest rise and fall under your blanket and can’t help but admire how the moonlight looked on your eyelashes.
Dani needed you. She didn’t even know what she needed you for. To see you cry for her cock or for her cuddles—Dani would decide once she woke you up. Actually, she decided long before then.
Crawling on your bed to where you were lying down, Dani pushed aside the covers to watch her sweet girl sleep a little longer. That is, before she pushed up your shirt to find the only thing keeping your dripping cunt away from her was the lacy panties she bought for you on a whim.
Dani licks a stripe up your clothed pussy and savors the taste, breathing in your scent before discarding your panties somewhere in your room. Pulling down her sweats just enough to release her dick, Dani happily teases her cock around your entrance as if you were awake to beg her for more.
Slowly, Dani eases her way into you with a groan. The pressures of the day didn’t matter when she could come home to her cute puppy girl and play with her whenever she wanted to. With intent to thrust deeper, Dani throws one of your legs over her shoulder and watches you start to blink awake.
You’re barely conscious before Dani starts to fuck you deeper into your bed. As she leans over you with a grunt, you can’t help but hold onto her arm for support. Her ragged breaths are a clear indicator of the type of day she’s had. Every time she pulls back, there’s a split second where you hate the emptiness between you two—only for her to fill you back up again.
You can tell Dani’s about to cum when her hips start to stutter and her moans get louder. She looks at your face with a pleading look reserved for only needy girls—she wanted to cum in you. Even with a nod and a deep inhale, you’re still not used to Dani’s huge loads keeping you full all night.
In the future, Manon wants to film an entire movie fully under her direction. Of course, she wouldn’t be thrust into a blockbuster movie just because she wanted to. No—she had to start small. At least, that’s what Manon told you when she said she wanted to film a sex tape with you.
Cameras, ring lights, and an assortment of toys waited for you as you walked into Manon’s room—naked like she said—with your hands wringing together in nervousness. Manon sat behind the camera, noticing your presence. She waved you over and happily pulled you into a deep kiss before leading you in front of the camera.
She guided you to sit on a comfortable spot on the floor, and watched your eyes twist in concern at the dildo suctioned onto the floor and waiting for your cunt.
“Just tell me if you want to stop. Okay, puppy? I won’t be mad if you want to.”
You nod at her words, and your wagging tail overrides the nervousness in your body.
“All you have to do is follow my lead. Relax. Don’t push yourself.”
You nod again, but this time Manon sighs at your action.
“Use your words. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand, I promise!”
“Good girl, that’s what I like to hear.”
Manon guides your hips to the dildo suctioned onto the floor, making sure your cunt is perfectly lined up before she lubes it. The girth of the toy makes you inhale sharply and you haven’t even gone past the tip. Manon continues guiding your body down the dildo, until half of it is lodged into your pussy. The stretch makes you whine, but after a quick confirmation, Manon knows you can take the rest of it.
With Manon’s help and a little extra lube, you take the dildo to its hilt and moan at the fullness. Under Manon’s instructions, you start to slide up and down the dildo, breath becoming ragged as it stretches your insides.
Manon can’t help but suck in a breath when she points the camera at your body—bouncing like you were a porn star. Every now and again you’d glance at Manon like you were asking for her approval. It took everything in her body not to turn off the camera and take you for herself.
Eventually, your thighs start to falter. You look back at Manon—a silent plead to let you cum. When she nods in approval, you chase the pleasure and cum around the dildo anchored in your cunt.
do we fw puppy!reader… or naw… 😓
