An Act of Dominance [Part Eight]
He hugged the tree limb, his hazel eyes scanning the ground below for any signs of movement. For the past week they’d been playing this, hide and seek. Jinki had always been great at it, masking his scent, retracing his steps, so much so that he’d felt bad for Minho the past few days. It’d been funny at first, watching the alpha move in circles repeatedly around the forest floor, but now he was just getting bored. So the past couple of days he’d been getting more risky with his hiding spots, moving every few minutes, sometimes so close to the jaguar he thought for sure he’d be caught… but there was no sign of Minho anywhere today.
Sighing, as much as this form could sigh, he gracefully dropped his body the twenty some feet to the ground, landing on all fours like the cat he was, the leaves under his feet barely crackling, but it was enough. A blur of movement to his right and he was face first in the dirt, Minho’s jaguar pinning his own bobcat to the ground. He mewled pathetically under the crushing weight of the jaguar’s paws, but Minho didn’t let up, his jaws clamping down over his neck instead, his giant black paws moving to either side of his hunched body, trapping him in more ways than one. Jinki just huffed, leaves blowing away from the dramatic sigh. The jaguar above him shook, his own way of silent laughter, before he backed off of him entirely for the time being.
Jinki watched in fascination as the jaguar shifted, the beautiful black fur disappearing into equally beautiful skin. Both forms of Minho were attractive in their own right, but Jinki much preferred his human form, if only for the pleasure it could give him. When Minho’s bright eyes looked at him expectantly, his bobcat mock yawned before attempting to skirt away from him, but those long arms were already reaching out to grab his stubby tail, quite used to Jinki’s playful fight or flight reactions. He yowled at the painful grip, but Minho was already pulling him closer, making to cuddle his fifty pound cat form. After a few minutes of gentle stroking, Jinki’s cat grew bored, shifting easily back into his human form. He stretched languidly in Minho’s arms, his body pressing against the other male sensually.
When warm lips pressed against his neck from behind, he moaned lightly. The air was chill, hinting winter was already well on its way, but Minho’s body was like a furnace at his back, not that shifters felt the cold too much anyway. Pushing Jinki down onto the ground, their positions eerily similar to before in their cat forms, he pressed his cock firmly against Jinki’s ass, the smaller male lifting his hips up to grind against it.
Minho growled deep in his throat, licking his hand before pumping at his shaft, impatient for them both to be slick enough. They’d done nothing the entire week but laze about, play games, and fuck, but it’d been the best week of Minho’s life. He ignored all phone calls -Key would no doubt be pissed about that- including five job contracts. None of that mattered to him anymore; besides, he had enough money for the both of them to live in the lap of luxury ten times over. When Jinki turned glowing hazel eyes on him, he groaned, positioning himself to his entrance and watching in bliss as Jinki shoved himself onto his cock aggressively.
Claws digging into the dirt and leaves beneath them, Jinki wiggled his ass, not liking that Minho wasn’t starting up a hard pace right away, but the shifter above him merely smirked. One large hand pressed into the middle of his back kept him pinned while the other played with his overly hard cock, yet still Minho’s own stayed motionless inside him, merely stretching him to that near edge pain like it always did, that always made him crazy with need.
“Just move already!” Jinki growled, his beast agreeing wholeheartedly.
“Not until you admit I won, you little cheater,” Minho growled right back, though his tone was less pissy, more playful sounding.
“Yeah yeah, whatever, you win,” Jink agreed easily.
“And that I’m the more dominant male.”
“Well I should hope that’s obvious at the moment,” he groused, but when he turned to catch Minho’s eyes, they showed no sign of amusement. “Fine, yes, you’re the alpha male here.”
“And that you love me,” he added nonchalantly.
“Yes yes, I love y-“ Jinki stopped what he had been about to say, turning once again to look into Minho’s serious, whiskey colored eyes. Did he love him? It hadn’t even been three weeks since he’d met the man, yet it’d seemed…right, when he had almost said it. “Seems unlikely.”
“Liar,” Minho whispered, lowering his body to cover his lover’s, his hips beginning to thrust slowly. Even though he hadn’t gotten all he had wanted to hear out of Jinki yet, it'd happen soon enough. Nibbling his teeth at the nape of Jinki’s neck, he moaned as Jinki shuddered beneath him. He’d never had a more sensitive lover, which only made him want to bite down harder on the tender flesh. Holding himself up by his forearms, he rocked heavily into him, Jinki’s plump ass tightening around his every thrust involuntarily, making it hard for him to thrust as fast as they’d both like.
Leaning back to kneel on either side of Jinki’s legs, he pulled roughly at his hips, making Jinki arch his back almost awkwardly so his ass thrust more prominently into the air, before his hands were spreading his cheeks apart, his thrusts hitting at just the right angle now. Jinki wasn’t a beggar in bed usually, but he would have said just about anything at that moment if it would have made Minho keep thrusting that hard and deep into him. Luckily Minho didn’t know that yet, was content with the screams he was emitting from his over used body.
When one of Minho’s hands wrapped around his neck possessively, he came undone, crying out hoarsely while Minho continued to pound into him from behind, his hand squeezing around his throat briefly as he came as well, until eventually letting go of him entirely to run his hand down Jinki’s slick back. Falling over onto him lightly, he turned them so they were both on their sides, his length still buried deep inside, not that Jinki minded. Curling himself around him, they held each other on the cool forest floor for a much needed cat nap.
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Jinki woke up an hour later, blinking his eyes blearily. Looking down at his body, he chuckled, noting all the leaves that had fallen onto them both while they were sleeping. But the leaves also meant another turning point for them. Mating season. Sliding himself off of Minho gently, he turned in the jaguar’s arms, not an easy thing to do with how tightly he was holding onto him.
He looked much younger in his sleep, he decided, running one of his fingers along Minho’s cheek, sliding it under his chin to scratch there lightly, the bigger male purring at the caress. When he went to sit up, however, Minho’s arms tightened around him even more, a pout now marring his once peaceful face, which meant he was awake and faking it. Sighing, Jinki let him tangle their legs together so he had absolutely no way of escaping the stubborn cat.
Glaring up at him, he watched in mock anger as Minho lightly opened one of his eyes to see if Jinki was staring at him -he was- making him scrunch up his eyes again.
“Enough with the cute act, you beast. We need to have a talk.”
“Do we have to? Can’t we just go back to sleep?” Minho whined, making Jinki shake his head in disbelief. An alpha whining was quite possibly the most pathetic, adorable thing he’d ever seen, or maybe that was just Minho.
“You can’t change the season any more than I can. This past week has been amazing, but we both have jobs to do.”
Minho stiffened around him, his eyes turning fierce. “Have I not neglected every job offer since that one?”
“Well yeah, but how long is that going to last? Isn’t it in your nature to do that?” Jinki asked, keeping his voice neutral. He would not sound bitter about this. Jealousy was not an emotion he was supposed to be feeling at the moment.
Minho looked like he’d been slapped in the face anyway. “It’s not my nature to sleep around when I’ve found someone I care about any more than it is your job to whore yourself out for the good of your pounce.”
Jinki backtracked, his rational side kicking in. “I didn’t mean to offend you, but it is my job to do exactly what you just said. I don’t like it, but I don’t really have a choice…”
“You always have a choice, Jinki,” Minho said cryptically, untangling their legs so he could stand up, pulling Jinki up with him. “But if you really want to see your parents that badly, we will. Let’s get cleaned up and changed first though, yeah? Maybe some road head on the way?” The way he said it seemed teasing enough, but Jinki knew he was dead serious about that last offer.
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Standing in front of his father’s study always terrified him, usually because it meant they were about to have a serious conversation about things he’d rather avoid. Like right now.
Minho’s hand reached out to gently tug at his sleeve, though his sharp nails that had slipped out cut holes into the fabric anyway. What was Minho so nervous about that he was half shifting like that? “I just want you to know that I’m giving up the studding business.”
Jinki’s heart skipped a beat in his chest, no doubt Minho had heard it, but he said blandly, “That’s great, but why the sudden change of heart?” But before Minho could respond, his mother was opening the door and ushering them both in.
His father was across the room in seconds, making to rake him across the face with his unsheathed claws.
A/N: Been a long time, huh?? ^^ but the werecats are finally back YAY! Thanks to sexy Lee Joon in "Rough Play" I got some much needed inspiration.... *stares, drooling, at that amazing ass* Huh, what? What was I talking about??
Lanna
FMS
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Sighing, as much as this form could sigh, he gracefully dropped his body the twenty some feet to the ground, landing on all fours like the cat he was, the leaves under his feet barely crackling, but it was enough. A blur of movement to his right and he was face first in the dirt, Minho’s jaguar pinning his own bobcat to the ground. He mewled pathetically under the crushing weight of the jaguar’s paws, but Minho didn’t let up, his jaws clamping down over his neck instead, his giant black paws moving to either side of his hunched body, trapping him in more ways than one. Jinki just huffed, leaves blowing away from the dramatic sigh. The jaguar above him shook, his own way of silent laughter, before he backed off of him entirely for the time being.
Jinki watched in fascination as the jaguar shifted, the beautiful black fur disappearing into equally beautiful skin. Both forms of Minho were attractive in their own right, but Jinki much preferred his human form, if only for the pleasure it could give him. When Minho’s bright eyes looked at him expectantly, his bobcat mock yawned before attempting to skirt away from him, but those long arms were already reaching out to grab his stubby tail, quite used to Jinki’s playful fight or flight reactions. He yowled at the painful grip, but Minho was already pulling him closer, making to cuddle his fifty pound cat form. After a few minutes of gentle stroking, Jinki’s cat grew bored, shifting easily back into his human form. He stretched languidly in Minho’s arms, his body pressing against the other male sensually.
When warm lips pressed against his neck from behind, he moaned lightly. The air was chill, hinting winter was already well on its way, but Minho’s body was like a furnace at his back, not that shifters felt the cold too much anyway. Pushing Jinki down onto the ground, their positions eerily similar to before in their cat forms, he pressed his cock firmly against Jinki’s ass, the smaller male lifting his hips up to grind against it.
Minho growled deep in his throat, licking his hand before pumping at his shaft, impatient for them both to be slick enough. They’d done nothing the entire week but laze about, play games, and fuck, but it’d been the best week of Minho’s life. He ignored all phone calls -Key would no doubt be pissed about that- including five job contracts. None of that mattered to him anymore; besides, he had enough money for the both of them to live in the lap of luxury ten times over. When Jinki turned glowing hazel eyes on him, he groaned, positioning himself to his entrance and watching in bliss as Jinki shoved himself onto his cock aggressively.
Claws digging into the dirt and leaves beneath them, Jinki wiggled his ass, not liking that Minho wasn’t starting up a hard pace right away, but the shifter above him merely smirked. One large hand pressed into the middle of his back kept him pinned while the other played with his overly hard cock, yet still Minho’s own stayed motionless inside him, merely stretching him to that near edge pain like it always did, that always made him crazy with need.
“Just move already!” Jinki growled, his beast agreeing wholeheartedly.
“Not until you admit I won, you little cheater,” Minho growled right back, though his tone was less pissy, more playful sounding.
“Yeah yeah, whatever, you win,” Jink agreed easily.
“And that I’m the more dominant male.”
“Well I should hope that’s obvious at the moment,” he groused, but when he turned to catch Minho’s eyes, they showed no sign of amusement. “Fine, yes, you’re the alpha male here.”
“And that you love me,” he added nonchalantly.
“Yes yes, I love y-“ Jinki stopped what he had been about to say, turning once again to look into Minho’s serious, whiskey colored eyes. Did he love him? It hadn’t even been three weeks since he’d met the man, yet it’d seemed…right, when he had almost said it. “Seems unlikely.”
“Liar,” Minho whispered, lowering his body to cover his lover’s, his hips beginning to thrust slowly. Even though he hadn’t gotten all he had wanted to hear out of Jinki yet, it'd happen soon enough. Nibbling his teeth at the nape of Jinki’s neck, he moaned as Jinki shuddered beneath him. He’d never had a more sensitive lover, which only made him want to bite down harder on the tender flesh. Holding himself up by his forearms, he rocked heavily into him, Jinki’s plump ass tightening around his every thrust involuntarily, making it hard for him to thrust as fast as they’d both like.
Leaning back to kneel on either side of Jinki’s legs, he pulled roughly at his hips, making Jinki arch his back almost awkwardly so his ass thrust more prominently into the air, before his hands were spreading his cheeks apart, his thrusts hitting at just the right angle now. Jinki wasn’t a beggar in bed usually, but he would have said just about anything at that moment if it would have made Minho keep thrusting that hard and deep into him. Luckily Minho didn’t know that yet, was content with the screams he was emitting from his over used body.
When one of Minho’s hands wrapped around his neck possessively, he came undone, crying out hoarsely while Minho continued to pound into him from behind, his hand squeezing around his throat briefly as he came as well, until eventually letting go of him entirely to run his hand down Jinki’s slick back. Falling over onto him lightly, he turned them so they were both on their sides, his length still buried deep inside, not that Jinki minded. Curling himself around him, they held each other on the cool forest floor for a much needed cat nap.
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Jinki woke up an hour later, blinking his eyes blearily. Looking down at his body, he chuckled, noting all the leaves that had fallen onto them both while they were sleeping. But the leaves also meant another turning point for them. Mating season. Sliding himself off of Minho gently, he turned in the jaguar’s arms, not an easy thing to do with how tightly he was holding onto him.
He looked much younger in his sleep, he decided, running one of his fingers along Minho’s cheek, sliding it under his chin to scratch there lightly, the bigger male purring at the caress. When he went to sit up, however, Minho’s arms tightened around him even more, a pout now marring his once peaceful face, which meant he was awake and faking it. Sighing, Jinki let him tangle their legs together so he had absolutely no way of escaping the stubborn cat.
Glaring up at him, he watched in mock anger as Minho lightly opened one of his eyes to see if Jinki was staring at him -he was- making him scrunch up his eyes again.
“Enough with the cute act, you beast. We need to have a talk.”
“Do we have to? Can’t we just go back to sleep?” Minho whined, making Jinki shake his head in disbelief. An alpha whining was quite possibly the most pathetic, adorable thing he’d ever seen, or maybe that was just Minho.
“You can’t change the season any more than I can. This past week has been amazing, but we both have jobs to do.”
Minho stiffened around him, his eyes turning fierce. “Have I not neglected every job offer since that one?”
“Well yeah, but how long is that going to last? Isn’t it in your nature to do that?” Jinki asked, keeping his voice neutral. He would not sound bitter about this. Jealousy was not an emotion he was supposed to be feeling at the moment.
Minho looked like he’d been slapped in the face anyway. “It’s not my nature to sleep around when I’ve found someone I care about any more than it is your job to whore yourself out for the good of your pounce.”
Jinki backtracked, his rational side kicking in. “I didn’t mean to offend you, but it is my job to do exactly what you just said. I don’t like it, but I don’t really have a choice…”
“You always have a choice, Jinki,” Minho said cryptically, untangling their legs so he could stand up, pulling Jinki up with him. “But if you really want to see your parents that badly, we will. Let’s get cleaned up and changed first though, yeah? Maybe some road head on the way?” The way he said it seemed teasing enough, but Jinki knew he was dead serious about that last offer.
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Standing in front of his father’s study always terrified him, usually because it meant they were about to have a serious conversation about things he’d rather avoid. Like right now.
Minho’s hand reached out to gently tug at his sleeve, though his sharp nails that had slipped out cut holes into the fabric anyway. What was Minho so nervous about that he was half shifting like that? “I just want you to know that I’m giving up the studding business.”
Jinki’s heart skipped a beat in his chest, no doubt Minho had heard it, but he said blandly, “That’s great, but why the sudden change of heart?” But before Minho could respond, his mother was opening the door and ushering them both in.
His father was across the room in seconds, making to rake him across the face with his unsheathed claws.
A/N: Been a long time, huh?? ^^ but the werecats are finally back YAY! Thanks to sexy Lee Joon in "Rough Play" I got some much needed inspiration.... *stares, drooling, at that amazing ass* Huh, what? What was I talking about??
Lanna
FMS
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