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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      アイ_チュウ_|_Ai_Chuu_(Video_Game)
  Relationship:
      Kururugi_Mutsuki/Li_Chaoyang
  Character:
      Li_Chaoyang, Kururugi_Mutsuki
  Additional Tags:
      Established_Relationship, NSFW, Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex, Double
      Penetration, Pet_Play, Collars, Cat_Ears, Oral_Sex, Butt_Plugs
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-28 Words: 5580
****** Cat Naps & Kitten Licks ******
by Hitsugi_Zirkus
Summary
     Just before they started drifting off again, Mutsuki mused, “Ne,
     Chaoyang. Do you really want to be a cat?”
     “N-no, that was just-- I was just pretending.”
     “H~mm, but I’m saying, we can pretend some more. It’s just a
     thought,” Mutsuki reassured. “I think you’d be a suuuper cute kitty,
     Chaoyang."
Notes
     I've returned to the aichuu ao3 twice in one month, this feels nice.
     This fic is for Len! Thank you Len for your support, and for making
     me love Tsukiyang so much when I first joined the aichuu fandom! <33
     I hope you enjoy your fic!
     Welp just in case it isn't obvious later, "miao" is Chinese for
     "meow" and "maomi" is Chinese for "kitten/kitty".
Resting days were the best days.
It was almost impossible to find time between school and practices and Lives to
lie down for a moment and rest. Chaoyang was used to minimal amounts of sleep,
but even he couldn’t help but sigh in relief when both Producer and Noah
confirmed a clean schedule. As soon as he heard the news, he texted Mutsuki; he
didn’t expect a response anytime soon since Mutsuki was also either busy or
taking a much-needed rest for his body. But Mutsuki replied almost right away,
asking Chaoyang to come over while Satsuki was out shopping with Leon.
And so that left the two of them laying on Mutsuki’s bed, cuddling close
together under the thick, soft blankets. Sharing warmth with Mutsuki, draping
his arm over Mutsuki’s middle while he rested his head against Mutsuki’s
shoulder was truly the best place to be in Chaoyang’s opinion. Daily stresses
and sore muscles seemed to melt away and relax as he cuddled with his
boyfriend.
His hair was free of its braid, since Mutsuki enjoyed running his thin fingers
through it, gradually combing Chaoyang’s hair into a single pink waterfall down
his shoulders.
I love this , he thought happily, and nuzzled into Mutsuki’s chest, humming in
bliss.
A quiet chuckle gently prodded him from daydreaming too much. The hand stroking
in his hair had gotten slower and heavier, so Chaoyang had assumed his
boyfriend had been starting to drift off.
Slightly embarrassed to be caught being so clingy, Chaoyang murmured, “You
should sleep, Mutsuki-san.”
“You keep nuzzling into me like that though. You’re juuust like a kitty,
Chaoyang,” Mutsuki said through a soft yawn. “Mmn, I almost expect you to
purr.”
It was said quite innocently, with nothing else other than fondness in
Mutsuki’s voice, completely void of the sensual teasing that Chaoyang had
become accustomed to hearing from his boyfriend. Somehow though, Chaoyang’s
heart started beating a little faster, and he nuzzled into Mutsuki again, this
time a little more insistently. It got his boyfriend to stir with more
alertness, and when Chaoyang glanced up, he was staring into questioning pale-
blue eyes.
Chaoyang’s cheeks heated slightly, and he nudged his head under Mutsuki’s chin.
“ Miao .”
Mutsuki blinked in surprise, and in the pause Chaoyang worried he’d embarrassed
himself too much. But the familiar languid smile played on Mutsuki’s lips, and
he carded his fingers through Chaoyang’s hair again.
“Ohh, see? You meow so cute just like a kitty, too~” The run of his fingers
through Chaoyang’s hair turned into loving scratches along his scalp, like he
really was a cat being pet between soft, flickering ears. Mutsuki made an
amused, happy sound. “Good kitty, good kitty~”
Chaoyang melted under the touch once more, nudging against Mutsuki’s hand as
tiny shivers spread down his spine. His leg came up over Mutsuki’s, starting to
roll on top of him. Eventually he was curled up half on top of his boyfriend,
sighing in pure contentment.
“ Miao ,” he said again, this time with a tiny smile.
Just before they started drifting off again, Mutsuki mused, “Ne, Chaoyang. Do
you really want to be a cat?”
Chaoyang’s cheeks burned all over, and he started picking at the fabric of
Mutsuki’s shirt. Why did Mutsuki sound so serious about it? Did he think
Chaoyang  had been serious in this play?
“N-no, that was just-- I was just pretending.”
“H~mm, but I’m saying, we can pretend some  more .”
Ah,  there  it was. The playful lilt of Mutsuki’s voice that had left Chaoyang
sweating, whimpering, and with tight pants on more than one occasion. The heat
on his cheeks spread down to his collar and he carefully slid off of Mutsuki.
“I-I don’t know…”
“It’s just a thought,” Mutsuki reassured. “I think you’d be a suuuper cute
kitty, Chaoyang. There’s a lot we could do with it.”
“Like what?”
“We could get you some cute ears. Maybe a tail too, if you can handle it?”
Chaoyang only glanced up enough to see Mutsuki pressing a finger against his
lips in thought. He was smiling between the words. The thought clearly pleased
him.
And Chaoyang -- Chaoyang suppressed a ragged breath. He entertained the
thought, just for second, of Mutsuki petting him and cooing at him just like he
was his pet cat, of actually petting between his cat ears, of something soft
and fuzzy between his legs… He swallowed thickly.
“We don’t have to, of course.”
“W-we can! We can...try,” he said, face growing hotter by the second. He
mustered up the courage to look Mutsuki directly in the eye. “I want to try
being Mutsuki-san’s… Mutsuki-san’s  maomi .”
Mutsuki beamed in delight. “Okay, then, let me prepare later? For now,” he
yawned, settling back into the blankets, “let’s go back to sleep~”
===============================================================================
Another long, busy week went by where Chaoyang’s schedule was filled to the
brim with work and school. Because of all the running around, Chaoyang barely
had anytime to spend with Mutsuki, much less see him outside of the classroom.
It was a bit disheartening, and Rabi lightly teased that perhaps the energy he
had all this time was from being with Mutsuki. He couldn’t argue that; he never
thought he was the type of person to crave touch, but he was definitely running
low on physical affection. Now that he knew what it was like to be close to
someone, be close to Mutsuki, Chaoyang was acutely aware when it had been too
long since their last cuddle session.
Finally, one day, they caught a break. Chaoyang was so tired that he planned to
go to sleep early and sleep in the next day as well too.
Then his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, hoping it wasn’t
Producer adding something to his schedule suddenly.
 
From: Mutsuki-san
Satsuki says we have tomorrow off, I’m so relieved~
Want to come over,  maomi -chan~?
 
He was surprised to find that Mutsuki went out of his way to use the Chinese
spelling with the additional kanji. It was...cute.
Chaoyang buried his face behind his phone’s screen. He knew  exactly  what
Mutsuki was proposing that they do on their day off. His heart started to
hammer.
He got no sleep that night.
===============================================================================
Chaoyang was terrified to visit the Kururugi twins’ residence sometimes. Since
they were so attached to the hip, sometimes Satsuki answered the door when
Chaoyang planned to visit Mutsuki.
He didn’t  dislike  Satsuki, but his outgoing personality was...overwhelming
for him, like Leon’s had been at first. Not to mention Satsuki was acutely
aware that Mutsuki and Chaoyang were dating so he often regarded Chaoyang with
a protective stare. Chaoyang understood; he was protective of Mutsuki too.
Except the  last thing  he needed was for Satsuki to open the door and somehow
know  exactly what Chaoyang’s visit was all about. Which was why Chaoyang
breathed out a sigh of relief when the door opened to reveal Mutsuki’s sleepy
smile and wavy hair.
“H-hello, Mutsuki-san.”
“You made it~ Good.” He took Chaoyang’s hand with an eager grip. “Come inside.
Everything’s in my room.”
“Oh. Ah, o-okay.” Chaoyang didn’t want to think too much about what  everything
in Mutsuki’s room was, he was sure he’d collapse on the floor if he did. He
slipped off his shoes and timidly followed Mutsuki inside.
The Kururugis lived in separate rooms, which Chaoyang hadn’t expected at first.
Mutsuki explained that he proposed the arrangement himself so that Satsuki
could stay up or have friends over whenever he wanted and not be worried about
disturbing Mutsuki from his sleep. Most of the time though, they fell asleep in
one or the other’s bed together anyway. Whatever the reason, Chaoyang was
relieved for the separation in this case; he really didn’t want Satsuki to
question whatever Mutsuki had prepared for today.
As soon as he stepped into the organized chaos of Mutsuki’s room, Chaoyang’s
nerves mounted too much for him to handle. Mutsuki’s steps were decisive
towards his dresser, and Chaoyang blurted, “W-we don’t have to do this,
Mutsuki-san.”
“Hmm?” Mutsuki looked over at him. “Are you getting nervous?”
“I-It’s just… You’ve been really busy too, I’m sure you’re at your limit…”
Mutsuki smiled, making his way back to Chaoyang and holding both his hands.
“Chaoyang is so kind~ You’re always looking after me, just like Satsuki~ Good
boy, good boy~” He gently led Chaoyang forward until they were in front of the
bed, and he had Chaoyang sit on the edge of it. One of his hands reached behind
Chaoyang, fiddling with his braid until it came loose down his back.
“It’s getting so long,” Mutsuki noted, pleased. He took a strand and brought it
over Chaoyang’s shoulder and up to kiss with his lips. He continued to smile,
and Chaoyang stared at his pretty, pale lips as he spoke. “Chaoyang is always
taking care of me, but today is about me being able to take care of  you .
You’re my good kitty, right?”
A little shiver of anticipation crawled through Chaoyang’s body, stirring up
heat in his veins.
If Mutsuki really wanted this...then Chaoyang wanted to please him. Besides, he
couldn’t deny how he’d been obsessing about this moment all night, wondering
what he’d have to do or what he’d be so  willing  to do if it meant making
Mutsuki feel good. This would be something new that they shared, but it didn’t
mean that Chaoyang didn’t want to experiment a bit too; Mutsuki made him bold
like that. Besides… Chaoyang had a feeling he’d like this too.
He leaned forward to lightly butt his head against Mutsuki’s hand that still
held his hair. “ Miao ,” he said, and it was as good an answer as any.
Mutsuki smiled. “There we go. Now, Chaoyang…” He leaned forward, breath
tickling against the shell of his ear. “Take off your clothes and get
comfortable on the bed, ‘kay?”
His voice was gentle, but coaxing, like his hands moving over Chaoyang’s body
to mold him into certain movements when they had sex. It was both a comfort and
source of arousal when Chaoyang heard such a soft, commanding voice from his
boyfriend. So the minute Mutsuki turned back around to his dresser, he started
undressing himself, first tentatively sliding off his pants and socks. He
struggled to think if his shirt or briefs should be the next to go; both would
leave him bare and indecent.
He went with his shirt, shimmying out of it and plopping it on the floor with
his pants. The cool air hit his bare skin, and he brushed his hair forward to
cover the shiver dotting his bare chest and hardening his nipples.
Mutsuki returned to his side, holding his hands behind his back. “Close your
eyes, Chaoyang.”
Chaoyang didn’t need telling twice; averting or closing off his gaze was a
daily defense mechanism of his nervous nature. To relax, it would probably be
best for him not to look and let Mutsuki take the lead.
He closed his eyes and felt Mutsuki playing with his hair again. His boyfriend
was humming a small tune to himself, and it worked to further relax Chaoyang.
The sensation of his hair being played with was nice too. Maybe he really  was
a cat in a past life or something.
“There we go~ Chao- miao , wanna see?”
Chaoyang opened his eyes, his vision adjusting to the sudden view of Mutsuki’s
phone in front of his face. The selfie mode was turned on, and Chaoyang could
clearly see himself in the camera -- pink cheeks, pink hair… And on top of his
head now were a soft-looking pair of pink cat ears. Mutsuki did well on
choosing the color; they seemed to naturally blend into his hair and he
couldn’t see much of the headband or clips that kept them attached to his head.
Chaoyang touched them tentatively.
“Do you like them? I think you look really cute~” Mutsuki was smiling behind
the phone. “Honestly I’ve been thinking about you in ears again ever since that
hot springs photoshoot you and Noah did.”
“Y-you saw that?”
“Don’t be embarrassed, you were cute~” Mutsuki put his phone down and picked up
a few more items that he’d laid on the bed. One was a bottle of lubricant, and
the other was a slender, tail the same color as the ears, with a lighter pink
tip. And on the other end of the tail was…
Chaoyang gasped. “Oh…”
Mutsuki gave him a reassuring look. “We don’t have to do this part of you don’t
want to. I made sure to get the smallest size though.”
“H-how did you even get all this, Mutsuki-san?” Chaoyang asked, daring to give
the  buttplug  another glance.
“You’d be surprised how easy it is to get toys like these, especially online.
Maybe we should shop together sometime~”
Chaoyang blushed, taking another look at the tail. He never had something
inside him that wasn’t Mutsuki, but… The plug wasn’t intimidating in length or
girth, and the quality of the tail was also nice. It was just  new . But he
was...curious. He wanted to try it. It wasn’t like Mutsuki would laugh at him
or anything. He just wanted to make Chaoyang cute.
And wasn’t that what Choyang wanted too? To be his boyfriend’s pretty, good
kitty?
“O-okay,” he finally said after a steady breath. “Y-you can put it in, Mutsuki-
san.”
Mutsuki put the items down, sidling closer to Chaoyang. He put his hands on
Chaoyang’s thighs, kneading his thumbs over the tender skin as his breath
tickled against his neck. “You’re going to have to take  these  off then, huh?”
One of his hands roamed further up to slide under the fabric of Chaoyang’s
underwear and squeeze at his hip. At the same time, Mutsuki placed a kiss right
along Chaoyang’s collarbone, eliciting a sharp gasp. Chaoyang was sensitive
there.
“M-Mutsuki-san…”
“Come here, kitty. I want to spoil you with pets~”
They moved until Mutsuki’s back was against the headboard and Chaoyang crawled
onto his lap. He thought Mutsuki was giving him control until those lissome
hands were on him again, caressing his sides and hips, then lightly raking his
nails up and down Chaoyang’s spine in a hypnotic sensation.
Chaoyang buried his face against Mutsuki’s shoulder, his heavy breaths becoming
sighs of pleasure when more kisses peppered his shoulder. He knew that this was
Mutsuki trying to relax his nerves while at the same time stirring up his
arousal; Mutsuki knew too well how to use touch to their advantage.
Then Mutsuki’s hands moved down to his hips again, lowering his underwear. He
shifted a little to get them taken off, and then he was completely bare.
Chaoyang whimpered, embarrassed and excited all at once.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you lots of attention, Chao- miao ,” Mutsuki reassured.
There was a pop of a cap lid being flipped, and then the sound of something
wet. Mutsuki gently brushed open one of his buttcheeks, leaving him exposed to
the air. Slick and solid, Mutsuki’s finger then rubbed against his hole.
Another whimper bubbled from Chaoyang’s lips.
Mutsuki’s touch was teasing, pressing over and around his hole until finally
slipping a finger inside. It worked in and out at a steady pace, making
Chaoyang gasp for air. By the addition of the second finger, he was growing
hard and aching, little mewls he couldn’t hold back spilling from him.
Just two fingers… It already feels full…  “M-Mutsuki-s-san, haa, M-Mutsu…” A
third finger was added, and his eyes fluttered closed as he bit his bottom lip
to stop his cry, losing himself to the sweet burn of almost  too much .
“Feels good?” Mutsuki kissed his burning cheek lovingly. He spread his fingers
inside, scissoring Chaoyang then pushed in deeper. “You feel good too. You’re
always so tight inside… Think you’re ready for your tail?”
“Y-you can...try…”
“Okay. Just tell me if you don’t like it.” Mutsuki kissed the corner of his
lips and reached for the tail. Chaoyang kept his eyes closed, leaving himself
to pure sensation. He was always so self-conscious of letting himself go like
this, but so far Mutsuki’s touch had been nothing less than wonderful and
soothing. It would almost be akin to the feeling he got when they cuddled
without a care in the world, making him melt, if it wasn’t for the heat of
arousal making him feel so excited and impatient.
Mutsuki spread him open again with one hand, and the tip of the plug pressed at
his hole. It felt cold with a new coat of lube, and with his already dripping-
wet rim, its short, slender shape slipped in rather easily. Chaoyang gasped
when the wider part of it breached him, successfully plugging him up and
settling in his ass. His insides flexed a bit, testing the shape and weight of
it sitting inside him. The tail’s fluffiness tickled his perineum and the back
of one of his thighs.
“Oh… Oh…”  Strange… It’s weird, but… It’s the same like having Mutsuki-san
inside.  Chaoyang sat up a bit, wanting to feel the plug for himself. He
reached back, surprised at the firm tautness just beyond his rim. Swallowing,
he ambled off of Mutsuki so that he could see too. “H-how is it? I-I don’t look
s-silly, do I?” He buried his face in his hands, but peeked between his fingers
to monitor Mutsuki’s reaction.
Mutsuki’s gaze held a quiet burn to it as it roamed up and down Chaoyang’s
body, from the tip of his cat ears to the curl of the end of his tail. The
smile on his lips this time were full of desire.
“You’re such a beautiful kitty, Chaoyang.”
Bashfully, Chaoyang returned the smile. “ Miao ~” He lifted a curled hand like
maneki-neko . “Uhm… Do you want me to talk normally, or...or would Mutsuki-san
prefer I that I keep…” He waved his “paw” again to convey his point.
“You can do what you like. Just let me hear your voice, ‘kay?”
“O-okay.”
Mutsuki hummed, appraising Chaoyang again. “Pretty, pretty kitty… I have one
last present for you.” He reached under his pillow, and what he retrieved came
out with a small jingle.
It was a collar. A pretty, pale-pink leather collar with a small heart-shaped
silver bell hanging from it. Chaoyang’s eyes widened at the sight of it,
utterly speechless. He wasn’t shocked in a bad way, he was just...overwhelmed.
Because suddenly he couldn’t stop this wave of affection for Mutsuki, couldn’t
stop obsessing over the soft weight of that collar around his neck  now .
“Ohh~? You look like you really love this, kitty. Guess it’s a good thing I got
it.” He reached his hands out, the collar open, and Chaoyang immediately moved
forward to put his neck in the open space. Mutsuki moved Chaoyang’s hair out of
the way and fastened the collar’s buckle around Chaoyang’s neck -- not too
tight, but Chaoyang could definitely feel the press of it around his throat,
the reminder that as of now, he was Mutsuki’s pet.
The idea thrilled him more than he thought it would.
Mutsuki caressed the side of his face. “Perfect, like I thought~ Are you happy,
kitty?”
Chaoyang nodded, the bell jingling against his collar. “Yes, Mutsuki-san,  yes
.”
“Good~ You’re so perfect with all of it on together. You’ve been really good
the whole time as well.” Mutsuki leaned in, pressing his lips against
Chaoyang’s -- at first in a chaste kiss, but then he pressed a little more
insistently, their mouths melting hotly together. Chaoyang parted his lips,
letting out a hitch of breath as Mutsuki’s tongue slid against his own. Soft
hands started to pet through his hair again.
Chaoyang started to move closer on top of Mutsuki’s lap again, his bare legs
rubbing against the soft material of Mutsuki’s pants. His cock was hard and
heavy between his legs, and he let out a soft, needy sound when the tip brushed
against Mutsuki’s clothes. Without thinking, his hips started to rock gently
into the sensation, his body thriving off the sweet friction.
“My, my.” Mutsuki broke the kiss with a wet sound. “Is kitty going into heat?
Since I’m your owner, I should probably take care of that, no?” His hand
trailed down Chaoyang’s side, then dipping forward to rub the very base of
Chaoyang’s cock.
Chaoyang whimpered, continuing to rut forward. “P-please, Mutsuki-s-san…”
“Please -- what?” Mutsuki asked innocently. He rubbed the area around the base
up and down.
Coherency left Chaoyang’s tongue rapidly, only tiny whimpering sounds coming
out of his mouth. Finally, he butted his head against Mutsuki, first against
his shoulder then his chest, moving lower. When his head was between Mutsuki’s
thighs, he glanced up under his bangs. “ M-miao ,” he said, nuzzling his
burning cheek against Mutsuki’s thigh. “ Miaooo… ”
Color finally started to dust Mutsuki’s own cheeks, a heavy breath leaving him.
“That’s right, I’m still clothed.” He reached down, undoing the fastenings of
his pants. His thumbs hooked under his underwear, pulling the waistband down
just enough to bring his own erection into view.
Desire pulsed through Chaoyang at the sight. All of Mutsuki was pretty, but he
loved the beautiful pink hue Mutsuki’s cock got when it was aroused. It was so
smooth and velvety and  perfect . He glanced up at Mutsuki again.
“ Miao ?” he asked hopefully.
“So cute,” Mutsuki praised, petting Chaoyang. “Go ahead, if you’d like.”
Shyly, he nuzzled below Mutsuki’s navel, breathing hot against the length of
his cock. When his confidence built up come more, he started to lick at the
tip, soft and quick like how he imagined a cat flickered its tongue. Kitten
licks. Chaoyang lapped his tongue against the slit, encouraged by the sharp
inhale above him. The hand stroking through his hair started to shake slightly.
Parting his lips, Chaoyang started to swallow Mutsuki down, relishing in the
heaviness resting on his tongue and spreading his mouth open. He whimpered,
hoping he was doing a good job as he started blowing his boyfriend; Chaoyang
might’ve been good with his hands, but his mouth could never hope to be as
talented, his method just as clumsy as his stumbling speech.
Luckily, Mutsuki seemed to appreciate this. Small, breathless moans rained down
on Chaoyang’s head as his mouth bobbed around Mutsuki’s cock, his bell jingling
with the movement.
“Ah… Ah, Chaoyang…” Mutsuki’s fingers tightened in Chaoyang’s hair. “Ah, kitty-
- I’m close, I’m-- Ahh, kitties like warm milk, right? Want some? I’ll give it
to you, so --  ahh  -- make sure you drink it all up~”
Chaoyang mewled at the filthy words, cock jerking in interest and his ass
clenching around the tail’s plug filling him. He moved back to start giving
kitten licks to the sensitive, dripping slit again.
Mutsuki’s eyes fluttered shut, his face beautifully crumpled in an expression
of pleasure as he gasped, cum spurting out of his cock. Chaoyang quickly opened
his mouth, catching what he could on his tongue and lips.
As his boyfriend softened and caught his breath, Chaoyang licked up the bitter
mess, sitting up again. The plug pressed more insistently in him with the
shift, and he gasped, squirming a bit.
Mutsuki smiled at him, eyes fluttering open. “That was so  good , Chaoyang.
Felt reeeally amazing~” His voice is beautiful and breathless. Without care
that Chaoyang had just swallowed his cum, he leaned forward to claim his lips.
Between their heated kisses, Chaoyang squirmed some more. “Mutsuki-san… Please…
P-please? Y-you still haven’t…” He rutted his hips forward, trying to gain some
contact with his neglected erection. He was so hard it  hurt , he  needed
Mutsuki…
Mutsuki only hummed, seeming not in any hurry to help Chaoyang. Still catching
his breath slightly, he started peppering kisses over Chaoyang’s collar and
chest. Soft lips lowered to his nipple, licking over it before he enveloped his
mouth around it, giving it a languid suck.
Chaoyang gasped, pressing his chest closer. It felt good but the strain between
his legs grew more unbearable. He slipped a hand down and started stroking
himself, biting his bottom lip to stifle a groan.
Mutsuki swatted his hand away, holding Chaoyang’s wrists to keep him from
touching himself. He continued to suck, switching to the next nipple and biting
down lightly on it in warning.
Whining, Chaoyang bucked his hips. “M-Mutsuki-san, p-please, please…”
“Be specific, Chao- miao .”
“Ohh, ohh, Mutsuki-s-saaan.” Chaoyang winced at the dig of Mutsuki’s teeth, but
the suck on his nipple afterward melted the pain to pleasure. He glanced down,
mind growing hazy at the sight of Mutsuki’s plush lips flush against his chest.
“Mutsuki-san--  Hiiihh !!”
A small laugh reverberated against his skin. Two of Mutsuki’s fingers pressed
and nudged against Chaoyang’s ass, pushing more and more until they slipped
inside right along the slender plug. Chaoyang squeezed around the added
intrusion, and he shuddered heavily, cock jerking as his cum spurted out.
“Oh,” Mutsuki pulled back and examined the mess on the sheets. Chaoyang’s
cheeks burned in shame.
“S-sorry, I’m sorry, I c-couldn’t--”
“Shh, kitty, it’s okay. It means you felt so good you couldn’t stand it,
right?”
Chaoyang hunched his shoulders, looking away. “B-but I…”  When Mutsuki-san is
inside me is when I feel the most good .
“Ne, Chaoyang, if you want something, it’s best to be straightforward and ask
for it.” Mutsuki swirled his fingers against Chaoyang’s now sensitive walls,
drawing out a surprised moan. Mutsuki smiled in encouragement. “Yes, yes, you
want to keep being spoiled. So...tell me already?”
“P-please,” whispered Chaoyang.
Carefully, Mutsuki nudged in a third finger. On normal circumstances, three
fingers were already a tight fit, but the sensation with the plug as well made
him feel so  full . Chaoyang shivered.
“ Please…  Mutsuki-san… I-Inside, right now…”
“Mhm~ There we go, good boy~” Mutsuki pulled his fingers out with a lewd, wet
sound and moved around until he was behind Chaoyang.
Chaoyang flushed, realizing the position they were going to be in -- on his
hands and knees, like an animal, and Mutsuki behind him. They’d never done this
position before, mostly because Chaoyang thought it’d be too tiring for
Mutsuki. He also worried it’d be too impersonal, even though Mutsuki not being
able to see his embarrassing faces was a reason he’d wanted to at least try the
position out one day.
Actually on his hands and knees now though, feeling Mutsuki’s heat and
solidness above him though, it felt far from impersonal. The collar around his
neck, the hold on his body… He felt like he was completely Mutsuki’s.
A gentle kiss tickled his shoulder, Mutsuki’s soft voice following it. “I know
we didn’t really talk about this, but if it hurts too much, Chaoyang, tell me
and I’ll stop. I don’t want you in pain.”
“O-okay…” Chaoyang’s heart thumped, partly in anticipation and partly in
nerves. He never had two things inside him at once, but he was willing to try.
If it was anything like the stuffed feeling he got from just Mutsuki’s fingers
in with the plug… No one would guess that  Chaoyang Li  was discovering he had
several kinks that day.
His thoughts halted all at once. The head of Mutsuki’s cock was rubbing against
his hole, seemingly no room at all to put himself inside. Hands rubbed up and
down his back, soothing and relaxing him as Mutsuki murmured his name lovingly.
Finally, Chaoyang relaxed, and by then he was growing hard once more, and
Mutsuki spread him open. There was the click and slick sounds of Mutsuki
putting lube on himself, and then his cock was pushing, pushing against his
tight hole…
Finally, it yielded, stretching itself further, past his original limit. “A-ah…
Ahhh…” Chaoyang trembled, his body protesting the added intrusion, his rim
aching so much from the stretch.
Mutsuki made soothing  shh  sounds. “Good, Chaoyang, you’re doing good, my
little kitty.”
“Mutsuki-san…” It came out almost as a cry.
Mutsuki froze. “Want me to stop?”
Chaoyang shook his head. It was so  much , Chaoyang couldn’t even flex his
muscles there because he was being filled so much. But the burn, the sting… It
wasn’t wholly unpleasant, especially when Mutsuki had to wriggle his hips a bit
to get them both accommodated to the tight fit.
“Alright, then, I’m going to start moving now.” Mutsuki’s thrusts were slow and
steady, gently rocking Chaoyang’s body. The lubricant made the movements slick
and easier, Chaoyang’s insides being slowly pried apart again and again with
the push and drag of Mutsuki’s cock alongside the plug.
The pleasure steadily built in him, until he could feel he could start letting
himself go, and his lips quivered at the onslaught of hot shocks spreading
through his body. He buried his face in the pillow below him, muffling his
cries when he couldn’t hold them in anymore. He was so wonderfully,
delightfully stuffed, there was no way he could think of anything else except
Mutsuki, Mutsuki, Mutsuki--
“Hey, hey, you won’t be able to breathe like that. Come on, Chaoyang, I said I
wanted to hear your voice~”
Under the coaxing of Mutsuki’s hand brushing over his back, Chaoyang angled his
head differently against the pillow so that he could look under him, see the
hard, dripping line of his cock bobbing with the thrusts, see the tension of
Mutsuki’s thighs as he moved against Chaoyang, steadily faster and harder.
Chaoyang’s whimpers drew louder from his lips, Mutsuki’s name a high-pitched
wail with every other thrust. Normally, he hated his voice in bed, hated the
embarrassing sounds that gave away just how amazing he felt and how each push
of Mutsuki’s beautiful cock against his prostate had him losing his mind.
But Mutsuki enjoyed it. Under the volume of his own moans, he could hear
Mutsuki’s desperate groans, his hot breath against his shoulder as Mutsuki’s
lungs gasped for air. His hands tightened their grip on Chaoyang’s hips as his
thrusts became a little more than urgent grinding deep against Chaoyang’s ass.
“Chaoyang…  Chaoyang… !”
The sound of the lube squelching lewdly in Chaoyang’s hole filled the air
alongside the sounds spilling from their lips and Chaoyang whimpered at the
combination of filthy noises. His hole sounded so sloppy and messy, he thought
of how flushed and raw it would look after Mutsuki pulled himself and the plug
out, and he’d be left regretfully empty,  too  empty.
Want Mutsuki-san inside me forever, he feels so  good--! “M-Mutuski-san,”
Chaoyang gasped, grabbing at the sheets. “Mutsuki-san, p-please, please, a-ahh,
ah…!  M-miao, miao--! ” His body tensed, feeling more and more wound up even
while he wanted to rock more wildly under Mutsuki’s body.
“A-ahh, such a good kitty… Going to give you some more milk now, so take it
all, okay?” Mutsuki slid a hand forward, grasping Chaoyang’s cock and pumping
the sensitive, heated flesh at a rapid pace.
Chaoyang buried his face in the pillow again, toes curling as he screamed his
orgasm. His world spun for a fast second, taking him more than a moment to
catch his breath and for the aftershocks to stop pulsing through his body.
Slowly, Mutsuki pulled out, then taking the plug too and letting it fall to the
floor with a small thump. It was only from the thick wetness inside his aching
hole that Chaoyang realized Mutsuki had come inside him. It made him happy;
Mutsuki coming in him gave him the same loving, claiming feeling the collar
around his neck did.
Chaoyang didn’t trust himself to move too much, and simply lowered his sore
hips to the bed, thighs still spread and ass feeling slick. Kisses went through
his hair, and Chaoyang turned his head just in time for Mutsuki to claim his
lips.
“There we go, good boy… It sounded like that was a lot. Did you like it?”
Still dazed, Chaoyang just nodded. Then he nudged his head against Mutsuki’s. “
Miao ,” he murmured. After a moment, he said, “You must be really tired. That’s
the first time Mutsuki-san...c-came twice.”
“Mmn, but like I said, I wanted to spoil Chaoyang lots and take care of him for
once. It wasn’t difficult to get it up again when you looked like this.”
Mutsuki hummed, sounding perfectly content and sated as he planted another kiss
on Chaoyang’s temple. “Now what do you say to a cat nap right now? Me and kitty
can bathe together afterward~”
The more productive part of Chaoyang’s mind told him to clean up now, but it
was hard to say no to cuddling with his boyfriend, especially after being
looked after and spoiled so much that day. Napping through their afterglow
sounded like heaven.
Chaoyang gathered up the will to move, snuggling against his boyfriend as
Mutsuki drew up the comforter. He still had the ears on, and Mutsuki blew at
them before his hand returned to the familiar movement of brushing through his
long hair.
“Thank you for letting me do all that with you,” Mutsuki said. “I know I really
played with your limits today.”
Chaoyang shook his head, closing his eyes as he tried to listen to Mutsuki’s
heartbeat. “I should thank you. It’s because Mutsuki-san makes me feel so brave
and...and loved.”  So loved.
“Mmn, good~ Because I do love you.”
As he snuggled closer, satisfied smile on his lips and heart bursting with
love, Chaoyang thought if he really were a cat, he’d definitely be purring at
this perfect moment.
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