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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Jade_Harley/Rose_Lalonde
  Character:
      Jade_Harley, Rose_Lalonde
  Additional Tags:
      Femslash, Animal_Play, Humor, Smut, Fluff, Biting, much_cuteness_and
      yumminess, Community:_kink_bingo, Community:_kinkbingo
  Series:
      Part 1 of Pet_Kisses
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-11-02 Words: 2125
****** Doggy Kisses ******
by Hamimifk_(BatchSan)
Summary
     Jade and Rose try something new in the bedroom.
Notes
     Written for the prompts: animal play @ kink_bingo and claiming @
     kinkbingo
Tilting your head, you wait patiently for Rose to acknowledge you, resisting
the urge to shift over to her. You do indulge in sniffing at her nearby leg,
dog ears flickering at the alluring scent of her skin. Visibily, you have to
hold yourself back from doing something wildly inappropriate and dog-like, you
know, like dry humping the defenseless appendage. That would probably earn you
a kick from the other leg and a very angry girlfriend, neither which seem
favorable to you right now.
She exhales audibly, her face clearly conflicted by the situation and you feel
kind of bad for even suggesting it to begin with. Maybe this would've been
easier to adjust to if the cat lover had had a dog at some point in her life,
but alas, one cannot do the misjustice of the lack of dog/human best friend
relationship during sweet, innocent childhood. You continue your silent stare,
waiting to see if she'll just reject this idea completely, almost convinced she
will.
"Jade..." she says slowly, uncertainly.
Your ears perk up at your name, an imaginary dog tail kicking up a wag storm
behind you even as uncertainty toys with your feeling of hope.
"Up."
Rose pats the bed beside her and you 'woof' as you jump on all fours and climb
awkwardly up her bed with your fingers curled slightly in an attempt to mimic
dog paws. Once seated a foot or two from her, sitting back on your legs, you
give her a big dopey smile, complete with a lolled out tongue for extra doggy
cuteness. Oh yeah, she won't be able to resist you now. It seems to work too
because after a brief pause, she raises her hand up to your dog ear and
scritches you just beneath it. Your phantom tail wags in approval. When she
pulls her hand away, she leaves it held up in the air, uncertain what to do
next and contemplating it far too hard if the way she's nibbling her bottom lip
is any indication.
That just won't do. It's roleplaying time, not think-too-damn-much time, so you
lick her wrist, dragging your tongue slow against the skin to catch her
attention, and then nuzzle her palm for good measure. Her eyes widen just a bit
and you try not to smile too much as she grabs your chin and pulls herself
close enough to kiss your hairline.
"Good girl," she says, finally easing into the roleplaying - Yay! "Since it's
bed time, I'm going to get undressed and ready for bed now. You continue to be
a good dog and stay put, okay?"
You lick her cheek in understanding, earning a smile across dark purple colored
lips. Rose stands and steps a few feet away from the bed, her back to you as
she pulls her shirt over her head. Placing it on the back of a chair, her
fingers come to her back, shoulders flexing with the movement as she undoes her
bra clasp and removes that next. She remains, maddeningly, turned away from
you, drawing a low whine from your throat in protest. It's ignored, even though
you know she heard it, as she shimmies her skirt off her hips and you lick your
lips as she bends giving you a most inviting view of her cute, round ass. Now
she turns, and there's only pink panties between you and what you want. Another
whine.
"Silly dog," Rose laments, moving toward you. "You're overdressed for bed.
Here, let me help..."
Okay, that wasn't really part of the plan, but then you realize there really
was never a plan laid out so all improvisation is welcomed. First, she removes
your glasses and folds them up neatly, setting them on a nearby table. Then,
she rolls your shirt off, her breasts pressed against your face for a second or
two before she's pulling it over your ears. Free of your shirt now, you're
actually relieved you forwent a bra because you're not sure you would've been
able to handle Rose's breasts in your face a second time without attacking her
with your mouth. Only bad dogs do things without permission first and you're
trying really hard to be anything but.
"Roll over to your back," she directs, whirling her finger in the air.
You do so like a good, obedient dog, legs knelt in the air so she can remove
your skirt. Now you're both in the same state of undress, your panties a lime
green though. Rose's hand presses against your belly delicately before she
moves it in a back and forth motion, nails grazing your skin. You stretch and
loll out your tongue, twitching your leg to show how much you like the action.
When her hand stops, you whimper until she presses her palms against your
breasts, kneading the flesh in her hands. Your human throat lets out a breathy
sigh that your canine half quickly follows with a small woof. Rose laughs and
the sound is so sweet and pretty that you whine, hungry to taste her.
Her touch abandoning you all of a sudden, Rose climbs into bed and curls up
beside you. You take this as an invitation, flipping over to attack her with
your tongue, licking her neck, face, and breasts eagerly. She strokes your
hair, a smile pressed to her face at your silliness. While the human part of
your brain says keep up the cute shenanigans, the canine half says enough with
that and get down to business - your human half concedes that that is a better
idea. Dragging your tongue between Roses's breasts, you slip further downward,
careful to keep your hands as paws even though something in you wants nothing
more than to dig your nails into flesh and mark her up. Yes, marking her sounds
like a good idea, but not yet.
"Bad dog," Rose barely whispers as your teeth grip the elastic of her panties.
Looking up, she definitely doesn't seem like she's about to complain, her eyes
half-lidded and watching you with those amazing violet eyes. A shiver goes down
your spine and you continue pulling the panties off with just your teeth, Rose
only lifting her hips to make it easier. Panties removed, you waste no time in
burying your face between her legs. She blushes when you sniff at her first,
taking a deep whiff of heated Rose musk and wagging your imaginary tail in joy
at it. Happily, you bury your tongue and nose against her and Rose cries out in
surprise, bucking as your tongue wiggles into her as far you can manage barring
suffocation.
Rose buckles, hips rising against your voracious tongue, and buries her fingers
in your dark hair. Pulling and tugging at the long strands, the fingers of one
hand shakily caress a dog ear, forever fascinated by the still too new and
still too foreign addition to your head. Like troll horns, but softer and
fluffier. And friendlier to anything you headbutted against, whereas those
horns... Ouch! You know you're doing a really good job when Rose is taking
shaky, and audible, gasps of air, sucking it in too sharply between her teeth.
Normally, she's so quiet right up until just before she comes but sometimes,
when you do things really well, she breaks sooner and you're rewarded with soft
and spine-tingling little cries.
Ah!
Yes, like that. She abandons your ear, probably afraid of harming it
considering the strength of the grip she now has on your hair, which is
disappointing since you like her hands on your ears, but you wouldn't like a
crumpled up ear either so it's for the best. Keeping a hard stroke with your
tongue against her clit makes Rose keen beautifully and you're pretty sure that
sound alone has turned your panties into a mess. Now she grabs you by the ear,
tugging you up, hungry to kiss you, forgetting you're both suppose to stay in
character. Fuck it though, you think you played a fine dog up until now and the
canine half of you agrees. You claim your prize of bitten up and lipstick
smeared lips, tongues meeting in a frenzy as if she's trying to praise your
tongue for it's amazing ability to make her keen nearly every time it's shoved
between her legs, and you're only too eager to reciprocate.
Her hands smooth down your hair against your back before settling on your hips,
one hand not even being subtle about sliding into your panties and slipping a
finger inside of you. You yelp into her mouth, only succeeding in encouraging
her as she begins working you over, another finger joining the first. You know
she just wants to please, thank you for the now dulling throb between her legs,
but you still want more of her. Lips trailing along her jaw, you lick at her
throat as she switches to fingering your clit and shit, it's hard to think
right now. You bite into the shoulder, hard enough to draw a little bit of
blood as you slide your hand between her legs and flick at her clit. The sound
Rose makes cannot be classified as human, or even animal. As a matter of fact,
it probably wouldn't be classified as anything even remotely 'earthly' -
Alternian maybe, if you really had the time or mental capability to try and
come up with a place.
As it is, she increases the pressure against your clit, making you grind down
against her hand as your teeth leave visible bite marks all over the place,
your fingers slipping inside of her. Rose is rocking her hips in a likely
embarrassing way to someone else's perspective, while you're grinding down
against her fingers like a bitch in heat. Oh, haha, you almost sort of are, at
least halfway. So weird.
That canine half actually could be blamed for the outrageous amount of bites
now decorating Rose's neck, arms, and shoulders. It's trying to claim her, mark
her up with it's -- your -- scent to keep others away. To vindicate this, you
rub your nose into each bite, licking at the now tender flesh before moving on.
She's in pain, tears dancing in the corners of her eyes, but you can't stop,
and she wouldn't want you to. It feels too good, for the both of you, and
that's all that matters. Bites and bruises can be mended later with relative
ease.
Rose twirls her fingers against your clit and you howl, slamming your fingers
harder into her, making her keen again. Both your voices are ragged now, chewed
up in passion as you grunt and moan like wild animals in the great wild
somewhere on a planet that no longer exists. And neither one of you could give
two shits about it. Sweat is literally rolling down your spine now as you bite
firmly down on her breast a final time, nipple sucked hard between your teeth,
and she screams - actually screams - as she comes. Her body stiffens and shakes
ever so, and you can't just wait it out as you rut against her stiff hand
desperately, almost falling off the bed in your frenzy. Rose snaps out of it
enough to remember to move her fingers again and a firm stroke is all you need
to cry out, a howl mixing with parts of human words that make no sense
whatsoever.
Dammit, she's going to be relentless with the teasing later about that.
For now though, you collapse atop of her, face buried into her chest where you
can better hear her heart slamming away in her chest as she's still coming down
from her high. Your hand is trapped between the two of you and you remove it to
a groan, pushing against the bed to roll yourself off of your girlfriend so you
both can better catch your breaths. Violet eyes had fluttered closed a while
ago and you watch her, waiting to see if she's fallen asleep. A smile cracks on
her lips and it's beautiful on her kissed swollen lips, framed by yellow
strands of sweated hair.
"Fuck, how is that so hot?" she asks, voice cracking slightly at 'how'.
Kissing her arm with a giggle, you're confident when you say, "Because you have
the best dog in the world!"
"Yeah, maybe I do," she agrees with a gentle laugh and moves enough to kiss
your cheek before curling up against you and falling asleep.
Like a good dog, you stay up a few extra moments, straining your doggy ears to
make sure all was safe -- which it already was, you knew that -- before licking
at Rose's lips and nuzzling closer against her and falling asleep.
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