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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
He holds up a card to Sehun’s face and lets out a small giggle. The card is jet black with the word “Illustrious” written in red, cursive font. The slogan, “Man’s true best friend,” lies underneath in white, and then the address and contact info. Sehun grabs it and turns it around, and looks up to stare at Jongin again.
“What the heck is this?” Sehun asks and throws the card back at him. Jongin’s smile hasn’t faltered, he’s as determined as before, and Sehun knows that this adventure will take more convincing than the others. Most of them ended up with them in trouble and Joonmyeon needing to take care of them and any expenses. Joonmyeon had already given them the “If you do anything again I will kill you” speech, and Joonmyeon was pretty evil-looking when he was angry, so Sehun didn’t want to mess up again.
“It’s a new shop that opened up downtown. It sells pets,” Jongin said and gave out a little chuckle. Sehun raised his eyebrow, giving Jongin a death-glare. He doubted it-what kind of pet store gave out business cards that looked like stripper cards? When Jongin had stopped laughing and noticed Sehun’s expression, he rolled his eyes and grabbed Sehun’s shoulder. “Come on, there’s nothing wrong with this place. Plus, you’ve been so lonely since Joonmyeon broke up with you. You’ll need the company.”
Sehun was tempted to slap him then, but the look of “I haven’t done anything good since high school” appeared on his face and forced Sehun to give up. “Okay, but this is the last time-Joonmyeon’s going to kill us if he finds out.” Jongin smile breaks out and he gives him a strong hug.
“We’ll go tonight, okay?” Jongin suggests.
“I’m not that busy now; we can just go now if you want.” Sehun reaches back inside his apartment and grabs his coat, but Jongin slaps it out of his hand.
“It doesn’t open until nine p.m. I’ll swing by around eight and we can have dinner together or something before going,” Jongin explains. He winks at his best friend before making his way down the hall, leaving Sehun in the hallway looking confused.
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Jongin turns to Sehun and smirks. “We’re here.” He holds up the business card so Sehun can be sure. He checks the addresses and sighs when he realizes that this place. He also sighs because he now knows for certain that this isn’t some run of the mill “pet shop”.
He turns around, ready to leave, when Jongin’s fingers dig into his arm and pull him closer and back towards the door. “I don’t want to go in,” Sehun mutters and glares at Jongin. His best friend smirks and is able to turn him around once more so that he’s facing the wicked sign and the dark windows.
“You don’t have to buy anything; you can just browse,” Jongin says. Sehun coughs-he knows that that isn’t the case at all.
Jongin grabs onto his wrist and pulls him into the shop. A sweet bell jingles when they enter, and it doesn’t seem fitting with what Sehun faces. The walls are painted a dark purple, and comfortable arm chairs cover the room, inviting anyone to come sit down and enjoy their stay. It’s rather dark; the only sources of light are the dim lamps scattered around and hiding in the corners. It’s musky and it smells like perfume and dander. It’s polished and gleaming and there are no stains on the carpet, which typically accompany such places like these. The soft, classical music that he heard outside is louder now, and he can almost place where it is coming from. On the other side of the room, curtains blow back and forth slowly, enticing them to walk through.
Just as Jongin is about to drag Sehun through, a skinny boy with feline eyes walks through. Sehun’s taken aback by his beauty, his eyes glued to the way his hips move in his tight, leather shorts and his tongue that slowly peeks its way out of his mouth to swipe over his lips. He moves his way up to Jongin and grabs onto his collar, and rubs his brown hair into Jongin’s neck. On his loose black shirt, he can see the nametag ‘Chen’ written in English.
“You’re new,” Chen comments and a lazy smile pulls onto his lips. “Both of you,” he says and Sehun’s heart starts beating rapidly when Chen’s eyes flutter over to him and look him up and down. He pulls himself off of Jongin, and while wiggling his ass, he moves his way to a desk that Sehun hadn’t seen before.
He brings a pen up to his lips and chews on the tip. “So, are you here for a lap-dance or a strip-tease?” Sehun’s mouth goes dry when Chen raises a trimmed eyebrow. “Or, are you here for something more?”
Jongin has somehow stayed straight-faced throughout this whole process. “We wish to browse your wares, actually.”
Chen’s eyes widen and his smile widens until Sehun can see his teeth. “Wonderful.” Suddenly, ears pop out of his head and his canines grow longer and thinner. Sehun notices something moving behind him and he realizes that it’s Chen’s tail; a silky brown that matches his ears and that swipes the air. “This way please.”
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“Welcome to the pound.” Sehun’s eyes widen at the scene he’s met with. This room is much brighter, and he has to blink so that his eyes adjust to the sudden change. There are six poles that descend from the ceiling and connect with pedestals of many different heights. Around these pedestals are seats, like any other strip club, and he recognizes people of many different comings in the chairs. On the far right there is a bar, where a geeky-looking boy with medium-length red hair that doesn’t look like he should be there serves drinks. Another half-cat half-human with blonde hair and a demon smirk hands out drinks, making sure to bend low and reveal his nicely-shaped ass from underneath his skimpy outfit.
Five of the poles are occupied with more of them. The one on the far left twirls around while his tail holds him up. The first thing Sehun notices about him is his piercings that twinkle and gleam underneath the light, and the bell that hangs from his tail. His ears are barely noticeable from underneath his jet black hair. His legs are slim and slick, and he looks so tall and long on the pole. His belt already has a few dollars in, and he seems to be entertaining a man in the front especially.
The one next to him is much shorter with fiery red hair that’s cut short. His ears are wide and floppy and his tail curls and unfurls around the pole. His cheeks are round and he lets his tongue out to lick up the pole, and suddenly Sehun’s pants seem just a little bit tighter. The half-human half-cat seems to have noticed him and he turns around, revealing a plump and tight ass that looks delicious in the shorts he’s wearing. He climbs up his pole and turns upside down, and Sehun is drawn to his made up eyes.
He moves to the left, where a skinny boy with huge eyes beckons him closer. He has the most clothing on him, and he seems to be dressed like a school boy, with a school coat on, a tie, and shorts that Sehun imagines someone wearing for gym class. He’s on the ground of his platform, paying close attention to Jongin who watches him with lusty eyes. The half-human half-cat’s light brown tail curls around the pole and he sits back on his heels. His ears keep on moving back and forth, and his collar gleams underneath the show lights. He swings his leg around and shakes his back at them, and he lets out a very pleasurable purr.
Beside him is a boy with a smile that practically screams ‘game on’ and bubble gum hair. His baby face is deceiving and Sehun almost wonders, for the first time he’s entered this room, if this is all wrong. He widens his eyes and pulls at his collar. The men around him laugh at this and he swings around his pole, turning upside down to reveal his chest and inviting neck. His tail and ears are white and poke out of his pale skin and hair, and Sehun is tempted to just melt over at his station, but he glances at one of the poles in the middle and the interest fades away.
This one is intricate and beautiful. His legs are strong compared to the others that look just skinny, and his arms have muscle, too. The way he rolls his hips is simply delicious, and the thin layer of sweat that sticks to his body makes Sehun wish to run his hands up and down the skin. He’s topless, and so Sehun can see his sweet abs. Unlike the others that just make a show of looking as sexy as possible; this one makes a dance of everything, making it so much more beautiful and entertaining to watch.
He turns to look at Jongin, but he has already made his way to the one with the wide-eyes, so Sehun shrugs and slowly walks over to the one in the middle, who is still dancing away. He sits down on one of the chairs and gets comfortable, watching the half-human half-cat move his body, his chocolate brown tail twirling around him.
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He drinks it anyways.
Sehun grumbles when he wakes up. The hangover rings in his head and he holds it in pain. Pills, I need some pills, he thinks as he sits up. But before, he runs to the bathroom and vomits up whatever he had eaten with Jongin the night before. He splashes some water on his face before he walks back into his room.
He practically jumps out of his skin when he sees the half-human half-cat from last night on his bed, his dark brown ears up in confusion. He collides with the wall and shakes his head. “How did you get here?”
The catboy gives him a weird look. “You took me here last night. After you paid for me, you took me home. Don’t you remember the hassling you had to do with Yifan? He wanted to keep me but you put up a good fight…” His eyes fill with sudden worry.
“How much did I pay, exactly?” Sehun asks. The memories of last night rolled in-he remembers sitting in an office with Jongin and talking with a man that had a mean look on his face. He remembers stumbling into his room with the catboy, but besides that…
“One hundred thousand won,” the catboy answers concisely. Sehun feels the need to vomit again suddenly.
The catboy panics at the look on his face. “Please, please don’t take me back! They were very mean to me there, and even if the people aren’t supposed to touch they do, and they barely feed me enough food I need, and they have me on drugs to keep me from running away… I thought you were very nice last night and please, don’t send me back there.”
Sehun sighs. He rubs the back of his head and closes his eyes. He motions at the catboy. “Did we… do anything last night?” he asks.
The catboy shakes his head, and relief floods through Sehun. Thank god. “You were very tired when we got home. You just wanted to sleep, you said.” Sehun smiles weakly.
“Ok, what’s your name?” Sehun asks, unsure of whether or not he got it throughout the night.
The catboy smiles, “Yixing.”
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Apart from that, Yixing is fortunately a very down-to-earth catboy. He can spend hours on the couch snoozing, and he doesn’t mind eating whatever Sehun brings home for dinner (though some things get a better reaction than others). He doesn’t mind wearing Sehun’s old clothes and he is even happy whenever he sees Sehun cutting up a new hole for him. He doesn’t care if he doesn’t go outside because he understands that it would be interesting for the rest of the world to see a half-human half-cat hybrid.
Though, Sehun learns that he is pretty clingy. In Sehun’s only bed (he didn’t want Yixing sleeping on the couch), he has a habit of grabbing onto him when they sleep and mingling their legs. This isn’t annoying, of course, if it makes him sleep better than that’s fine. But the fact that he also hung onto his shoulders when they were watching TV or how he would slip his arms around his hips when he was making dinner surprised Sehun more than anything.
But it didn’t matter, because the moments where Yixing would curl up beside him on the couch when Sehun was finishing reports was good enough for him. And in return, Sehun tried making up appointments with Jongin and his catboy, Kyungsoo, so that Yixing could hang around another catboy. Three months into it, Sehun was finally okay with having Yixing as his pet.
Unfortunately, one Saturday morning changed everything.
Sehun wakes up with Yixing scratching his arm. He’s used to this-his clinginess usually results in his claws scraping his skin by accident while he sleeps, but this is much more painful, much more direct. He furrows his brows when he opens his eyes, and he suddenly realizes that there is a weight on his stomach.
“Finally,” Yixing says. His skin is a flushed red and his face is sweaty. He only wears some of Sehun’s old boxers, and his tail moves behind him like an angered lion. His tails are flopped against the top of his head, and he grinds his ass down onto Sehun’s clothed stomach. His claws have stopped scraping his arms, but his claws are outstretched and ready to attack. All in all, Yixing is very different this morning than usual.
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Sehun pushes him off and climbs off the bed. Yixing crawls to the end of the bed, and he can see his sloped back, his toned shoulders and his perky ass. His tail hasn’t stopped moving since Sehun woke up; it swings like a pendulum, Yixing’s golden eyes glued to him as a tongue swipes between his lips.
“Finally you’re up,” Yixing purrs. Sehun runs to the door and closes it behind him; leaving Yixing locked inside the bedroom.
Sehun scrambles for the phone. He tries dialing Jongin’s number first, but all he gets is Jongin’s stupid message, so he digs trough old pairs of pants to try to find the business card. He finds it in one of Yixing’s new pairs, and dials the number up quickly. He gets an answer on the second ring.
“Hello, this is Illustrious. We will not be opening for another couple of hours. Would you like to make a reservation?” A silky smooth voice comes through and Sehun matches it to Chen from the nightclub.
“No, I have some questions for the owner. I recently got a catboy from you guys,” Sehun explains, “But he woke up today rather rowdy and I don’t know what to do!” He can hear a raspy chuckle from the other end, and after a pause, Chen tells him that he’ll connect him to Kris, the owner.
Sehun shifts from foot to foot to the music that plays when he’s on hold. About a minute or so later, a gruff voice that he can only assume is Kris’ answers the phone. “Hello? Chen told me you were having difficulty with your purchase.”
Sehun swallows the lump in his throat before replying. “Yes. You see, he’s typically very easy-going and nice, but this morning when I woke up he was straddling my hips and scratching my arms and out of nowhere, he kissed me! And,” he whispered, “I think he has an erection. Can catboys even get erections?”
A roar of laughter erupts from the other end, “Of course they can! They’re just like you and me, just with tails and ears and cat-like characteristics.” Sehun breathes out a sigh and sags his shoulders. “Now, from what I can tell your cat is in heat. This is perfectly normal; it is done to unsure copulation.”
“Copulation…? Like, sex?” The laughter resumes.
“Of course like sex. And to get your catboy out of heat, you just need to give him a good fucking. Maybe two rounds if that doesn’t do it for him. Just ram it hard. Don’t worry, they love it-and your problem will be solved quickly. Thankfully, it shouldn’t happen that often; maybe three times a year,” Kris explains, and Sehun’s eyes widen. Having sex… with Yixing? He couldn’t even imagine kissing him, let alone having sex with him.
“O…K…” He can almost see the smile on Kris’ face.
“Wonderful. If it lasts longer than usual, you can call me again.” There’s a click and Sehun is left in his apartment alone.
He puts the receiver down and turns back to his bedroom door. He can hear Yixing’s scratching away at the paint, and he hopes that it isn’t that serious. He puffs out his chest, grabs the doorknob, and pushes open the door.
His room is a mess. The sheets have been tossed around and one of his pillows has been destroyed; the feathers float down like heavenly light. His curtains have fallen and the sun streams into his room, alerting him of the hour-it was way too early to be doing something like this. Or, he hoped.
Yixing was in the center of the room, his eyes closed and his hand palming his erection. Every couple of seconds, he bucked off of the bed and let out a gargled moan that sent waves down Sehun’s back. Standing there in a gray t-shirt and boxer briefs, he was sure his arousal would show soon.
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He closes the door and Yixing’s eyes open and stare at Sehun. He doesn’t make any movement to get off of the bed; he only makes a soft moan and he closes his eyes partly. “P-please,” he whispers, but Sehun can hear him perfectly clear.
Sehun walks through the debris and kneels on the bed in front of Yixing. He stretches out his legs in hopes of touching Sehun; the need of being touched overwhelming him. Yixing looks at him from underneath his half-lidded eyes and tries asking him once more, but Sehun leans over and kisses him, his hands cupping Yixing’s cheeks. He tries fighting back, his clawed hands trying to grab onto Sehun’s head, but he grabs his hands and pins them above his head. Yixing bucks his hips in response.
“What do you want, Yixing?” he asks, his eyes roaming over Yixing’s exposed and sweaty body.
Yixing groans and tries thrusting up.
“Words Yixing, we use words to explain what we want,” Sehun says, and teases him by kissing his jawline. The catboy lets out a small cry and Sehun feels his claws dig into his hands, but he keeps them up. He might have to get some rope, or zip ties maybe, if Yixing draws blood. Or, he could just punish him more.
“A-ah, p-please,” he asks, his lips trying to catch onto Sehun’s skin, but he draws away, leaving the brunette to watch him, his movements desperate underneath him.
“Again, what is it that you want?” Yixing licks his dry lips and looks at him with wet eyes. When he doesn’t answer, Sehun grabs onto his hip with his free hand. “Tell me.”
“I want you to touch me!” Yixing screams, “I want you to work me and pleasure me, please, Sehun.” Sehun smirks and lets go of his hip. His eyes flutter up to Yixing’s hands, who are still trying to impale his hands.
“Only if you’re a good kitty; I am not going to touch you if you’re going to just scratch,” Sehun explains. Yixing grinds his teeth but he lets go and falls back into the mattress. Sehun smiles. “Good kitty.” He kisses him deeply, licking Yixing’s bottom lip. His mouth opens up graciously and Sehun’s tongue worms its way inside, dancing with Yixing’s sandpaper tongue. But it draws away-good, he’s learnt.
Sehun runs his hand down Yixing’s frame and touches his erection through his underwear. Yixing whimpers. “Do you want these off?” Yixing nods meekly. Sehun reaches for the waistband, but stops and removes his shirt instead, making Yixing squirm. Sehun lets go of Yixing’s hands and smiles when Yixing’s hands stay above his head. To treat him for his good work, Sehun helps him out of his underwear, making sure to not hurt Yixing’s tail.
His cock is skinny and pulsing, already leaking with pre-cum as Sehun marvels at it. He grabs the tip and gives him a few, solid pumps; Yixing thrusting his hips up with him and tossing his head back. Sehun pushes his legs apart and settles himself between them, never stopping his soft touches. His hand rests on Yixing’s toned thighs, and he remembers the first night he saw him, and how he wanted to suck and run his hands over those delicious thighs. He leans down and bites his thigh, making Yixing scream suddenly. Sehun smirks in his kiss, leaving trails up and down Yixing’s thighs.
“Mine,” Sehun mumbles as he pumps faster. “You’re all mine.”
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Sehun travels upwards to his nipples and he swipes them with his tongue, loving the strong moans that leave Yixing’s lips as he does so. His hand moves down to rub his own clothed erection, palming himself through the cotton. Yixing’s hand reaches down to help but Sehun swats it away.
“Get onto your hands and knees,” he orders. Yixing calmly does so as Sehun removes his underwear and he pumps his cock. His hand reaches out and pulls Yixing’s tail out of the way, so he can see his puckered and perfect hole, ready to be fucked. He grabs onto Yixing’s ass and kneads it, smiling at the red and white blotches that remain when he draws his hand away.
He slinks around behind Yixing and brings his fingers in front of Yixing’s mouth. “Suck,” he orders, and he almost moans at the sudden heat that wraps around his fingers. He grinds into Yixing’s ass, making him moan, and he loves it when the rough tongue swipes over his fingers, coating them nicely.
Sehun spreads apart his ass cheeks and smiles when he notices that Yixing’s tail is completely still, anticipating what will happen next. He looks at his doused fingers and smiles, but instead of sliding them in, he runs his tongue over the hole, smiling when Yixing suddenly screams. He grabs onto his tail and continues working, his tongue pressing its way into Yixing until it’s wet and ready.
He slides one finger in, kissing Yixing’s spine when he lets out a small squeak. The heat is unbearable as he moves it back and forth, opening him up further. He takes another finger and slides it in and scissors him, marveling at the way the ring wraps around the digits. He bends them and chuckles when Yixing screams-victory.
Sehun has trouble with the third finger, his cock aching to replace them. But he thinks about Yixing, and how much it must hurt, and so he thrusts his three fingers in as much as possible, until he deems that Yixing is ready.
He draws his fingers out and aligns himself with Yixing’s pink hole. With one hand grasping his tail and the other his hips, he thrusts in rapidly. Yixing lets out a solid, long scream, his head falling down into the sheets. Sehun waits a couple of seconds before pulling out and thrusting in again, slowly making a rhythm.
“A-ah, Sehun,” Yixing breathes, his claws digging into the mattress. His ears are up and they turn often, trying to catch every single sound. Sehun smirks and continues thrusting into him, adoring the way Yixing squeezes around him and milks him with every motion.
“Yes, Yixing? Do you like this cock? What would you like?” Sehun whispers into Yixing’s ear, his hand massaging one of Yixing’s cheeks.
“D-Deeper, please,” he answers, and Sehun answers his request.
Yixing throws his head back as Sehun starts thrusting deeper, his neck shining in the late morning’s light. “T-there.” Sehun grabs onto his hips and hits that spot precisely, his smile widening as Yixing’s screams rise in pitch with every smack of skin.
He’s close, Sehun knows, and he wraps his hand around Yixing’s cock to get him to the finish line. Yixing moans and drops his head again, his eyes closed and his mind concentrating on the way Sehun hits just the right places.
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Sehun doesn’t waste time with pulling out and crawling to the top of the bed. Yixing, who has fallen down into the sheets, opens his eyes and looks at Sehun confusedly, who pumps his still-hard cock. Sehun beckons him over with his hands, eager to use that interesting tongue once more.
He grabs a handful of Yixing’s hair and pulls his head down to his dick. Yixing gets the picture and takes it into his mouth, his pink tongue licking the slit and running up and down the length. Sehun hisses and relaxes his grip on Yixing’s head, letting the kitty work his mouth around his cock. His eyes roll back and he grabs his locks, making him take even more.
With the lazy slurps, it doesn’t take that much for Sehun to come in Yixing’s mouth. He keeps his hand on his head, forcing the catboy to drink it all up. Sehun smirks and lets go of Yixing’s head, smiling at the red cheeks and sheepish smile.
“Are you good now?” Sehun asks him.
Yixing nods meekly and grabs onto Sehun’s arm, like how he does when they sleep. Sehun smiles. He’ll be enjoying these days.
“You bastard,” Jongin muttered later on that day, “How did you get him to go into heat?” Sehun pictures his angered expression-he had been talking about wanting to do more with Kyungsoo recently and this probably drove him insane.
“Nothing at all,” Sehun answered, his hands threading through Yixing’s hair, “I guess I picked the better one.” He chuckles and closes his phone.
He turns to the side and gives Yixing another passionate kiss. “Again?” he asks-Yixing nods.
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