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An intolerable itch scratched at the back of Minho's neck. It made it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the book he was reading, as eventually he was squirming around in the plush armchair in his lounge room. His heat wasn't due for another two months.
No, he just needed his mommy.
Which was a strange need, considering Hyunjin wasn't even five metres away. He was literally on the couch, curled up as he watched some underwater animal documentary. The bookmark was unceremoniously tossed back into the book Minho had barely read at all today, much less absorbed, and he got up from his chair.
Immediately, Hyunjin's ears flicked up at the noise, and his head followed as he noticed his boyfriend was now standing. It took everything Minho had to not tuck his tail between his legs and run away to a different room when Hyunjin looked at him like that.
"Aww, my baby…" Hyunjin cooed. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just…" Minho sat on the couch and snuggled up to his boyfriend. Whatever he was going to say was lost in his throat and replaced with a purr. Hyunjin brought his hand to scratch behind Minho's ear. His favourite spot.
Minho's tail instinctively drooped as he went all pliant and docile in his boyfriend's arms. He just had that effect on him. The first time it ever happened, Minho was kind of freaked out, but now, there was really no other headspace he'd rather be in.
"You just what, honey?" Hyunjin asked.
"Needed you."
Hyunjin giggled. "We've been in the same room for an hour."
Also true. But Minho wanted to get through as much of his book before succumbing to the inevitability of Hyunjin. Like it was some sort of game, how long he could abstain from all but throwing himself at his beautiful boyfriend. It never lasted long. Trying to live without Hyunjin was like trying to breathe without air. Impossible.
"'Doesn't matter," Minho whined. "I wanted to read, anyway."
"How much did you get through?"
"Like, four chapters."
Realistically, had he been able to focus on anything else but his boyfriend he desperately wanted to climb on top of, he could've read a lot more. He could've actually remembered a word of what he just read. But Minho was a weak man when it came to Hyunjin, and it wasn't like he was going to get quizzed on its contents. He could just reread later.
"That's still something, baby," Hyunjin smiled. "Such a good kitty, hmm?"
Minho whined and further burrowed himself into Hyunjin, if that were even possible. Fluff filled his brain. He was sure that if someone looked inside him, they would find only cotton wool. That's what it felt like.
Heat pooled in Minho's abdomen as he became aware of the fact that Hyunjin's thigh was slotted between his. The only thing separating their bodies was the rough fabric of Hyunjin's jeans contrasted with the softness of Minho's sweats.
"Hyunjin… mommy…" Minho mewled as Hyunjin peppered kisses over every inch of Minho's skin that he could. "I need…"
"Shh, baby," Hyunjin purred. "I've got you."
Within the next few moments, or it could've been hours, Hyunjin helped Minho rid himself of his sweats. A prominent wet patch formed on the crotch of his panties, though he was pretty sure it was there before Hyunjin took his sweats off.
"Oh… kitty," Hyunjin whispered. "Feeling so needy today, are we?"
"Shut up," Minho replied, his voice void of any actual bite as he spread his thighs and straddled Hyunjin's.
The small amount of friction provided an embarrassing amount of relief, and the noise Minho made was equally embarrassing.
"You don't mean that," Hyunjin said. "You would rather die than have me stop whispering sweet things into your cute little ears."
Minho whined, but Hyunjin kept going.
"My kitty, so wet for me already and I haven't even done anything," Hyunjin silenced Minho's moan of protest with a bruising kiss. As if his hips had a mind of their own, they started moving back and forth. Grinding Minho's wetness on Hyunjin's thigh. "Pretty hyung, already so eager to make such a mess on mommy's thigh."
Since they'd made it clear that Minho didn't actually want Hyunjin to stop, he settled on whining into his neck, his little fingers threading through the strands of hair at the nape of Hyunjin's neck. Smelling faintly of vanilla.
With that, Hyunjin trailed his hand down until it grazed the waistband of his underwear. His thumb slipped past it, down, down, until it grazed Minho's swollen, needy clit.
"Ah! H-Mommy—" Minho moaned, bucking his hips in search of more friction. Much to his dismay, Hyunjin didn't give it to him. Instead, he kept his thumb where it was, his other fingers splayed out on Minho's tummy.
"Such an adorable kitty," Hyunjin purred right into Minho's sensitive ear.
"'Wan… I want your fingers, mommy," Minho mumbled, not looking at Hyunjin while he kept shifting his hips in tiny strokes. Just enough that it felt good, and for Hyunjin to keep his featherlight touch on his bundle of nerves.
"You want my fingers?" Hyunjin asked.
"Please. I've been a good kitty. I have… I have…"
"You have, haven't you?" Hyunjin cooed. "Warm them up for me?"
Minho nodded, swallowing down his moan. Couldn't let Hyunjin know how eager he was, even if it was written all over his face. He had to keep some semblance of deniability.
Though the next moan that Hyunjin drew out of him couldn't be mistaken for anything but pure desperation as Hyunjin slipped his fingers past Minho's kiss-bitten lips. They were so long. If Minho said they weren't at the forefront of his mind when he had to get off without Hyunjin's direct help, he would be lying.
It took everything in Minho to not moan loudly, so he settled on keening into his boyfriend's touch and eagerly sucking on his fingers like the good kitty he was. Always doing what mommy asked him to.
Now, Minho was free to buck his hips as much as he wanted to again, wetting Hyunjin's thigh in the process. Even more so, considering there was already a significant amount of slick on the thigh Minho had been straddling for the past few minutes.
After what Hyunjin must've though was long enough, he pulled his fingers out of Minho's mouth, and he whined at the loss. Only to be met with a soft smile and a firm hand as Hyunjin encouraged him sweetly, coaxing him out of the last layer of fabric covering his wet, messy pussy. The scent made Hyunjin groan and pull his boyfriend in for another few moments of kissing.
Minho wanted nothing more than for Hyunjin to finger fuck him until he couldn't hold himself up, but kissing him was a quick detour Minho took without hesitation. Kissing his boyfriend's soft, pillowy lips left him in a similar position, anyway. If he concentrated, he could hear split-seconds of the pretty sounds Hyunjin made before he swallowed them with his own mouth.
"Mommy, please…" Minho panted into Hyunjin's mouth, blindly fumbling around for Hyunjin's hand. Upon finding it, he moved it towards where his naked skin settled on top of the hard (and increasingly wet) fabric of his jeans. "N-need your fingers… inside already."
Hyunjin just looked at him, relishing the way Minho just took it upon himself to draw the most pleasure he could out of the situation he'd put himself in. Before another plea could fall from Minho's mouth, Hyunjin shifted the two of them slightly. And it took everything in Minho to not tremble in anticipation as Hyunjin leaned forward and kissed him again. Despite his best efforts, he was pretty sure his tail was quivering, but Hyunjin couldn't see it, so he was okay with that.
A whine was lost in the millimetres of air between the two of them as Hyunjin took his hand off Minho's tummy, and the kitten just settled on grabbing his boyfriend's face with both his hands and kissing him until he couldn't breathe. Not the relief he wanted, but he would live.
Oh, fuck.
The relief he wanted was given to him as Hyunjin teased Minho's entrance, making it clench around nothing in desperation.
Pretty noises of pleasure cascaded from Minho's mouth as Hyunjin played with the wetness between his thighs, only to bring it up and circle his clit. The small bundle of nerves pulsed in time with Minho's fluttering heartbeat as he moaned, desperate for Hyunjin to give him more.
"Kitty sounds so pretty for me," Hyunjin mused. "Maybe I should tease you a little more."
Immediately, Minho shook his head. "No. God—fuck, please I—I can't take… no more teasing."
"Shh…" Hyunjin whispered, kissing away a stray tear that Minho didn't even register falling. Of course, Minho listened. "Good kitty. Do you think you can stay still?"
Minho nodded. "Whatever mommy wants. I'll do it… promise."
Hyunjin seemed pleased with this. Pleased enough that he finally buried his long middle finger inside Minho's wet heat. The moan that coaxed out of Minho was nothing short of pornographic, and Minho was worried that he had hurt Hyunjin's ears, considering how close he was. Who could blame him?
Whether Hyunjin's ears were hurt or not apparently didn't matter as he slowly fingered Minho, who was currently trying his very hardest to stay still.
"My baby…" Hyunjin cupped Minho's cheek with his free hand, unable to help himself as he watched his boyfriend's cute face contort in pleasure. "How does that feel?"
"So good… fuck—your fingers are so long," Minho's voice cracked as he looked down, watching where Hyunjin's finger disappeared inside him. "Thank you, mommy. Thank you, thank you."
Minho's fingers never got this deep. And Hyunjin's single finger already felt so good inside him it was unbelievable.
They traded gasps in the small gap between their faces during breaks from kisses, Minho's significantly shorter and more strained than Hyunjin's as he slid a second finger inside.
"That's it… that's my good kitty…" Hyunjin said. "Just let me take care of you and your cute little cunt."
The one thing that Minho hated about being overwhelmed with so much pleasure that he went cross-eyed was that he couldn't look at his boyfriend. For now, he settled on clinging to his shoulders for leverage as he bucked into his touch with small strokes. Hyunjin's tail swished around, not as excitedly as Minho's was, but at least he knew he was enjoying himself too. Even if he was only getting Minho off. Right now, anyway.
Hyunjin's fingers continued to explore Minho on the inside, as they had a million times before, his thumb moving to rub Minho's sensitive clit as he jerked his hips. Of course, this only made Minho keen in desperation. Forcing himself to look away from his boyfriend, but moving his hips faster, chasing the pleasure Hyunjin was bringing to him so easily.
His body was second nature to Hyunjin. He knew exactly what buttons to press to turn on his boyfriend. Whether that was because Minho was genuinely into whatever Hyunjin did or said, or merely because it was Hyunjin saying or doing them, didn't matter. It had the same effect.
"I can feel you clenching, kitty," Hyunjin noted, his voice laced with pride. "'You gonna come for mommy? Yeah?"
Minho just had to hope and pray that Hyunjin understood his intelligible moaning to be an affirmation. Because his brain was in no state to respond with anything but noises of pleasure as Minho neared his peak. He was working up a sweat from the movement, but if he didn't come like this at least once tonight, he would probably burst into tears.
Actually, he might burst into tears, orgasm or not. Judging by Hyunjin continuing to whisper praise in his ears, and his free hand holding Minho down so he couldn't squirm away, he wasn't letting Minho leave without at least one orgasm either. Obviously, Minho was okay with this. Incredibly okay with it.
"Mommy…can I come? Please, please say I can, please…ah—" Minho whimpered.
"Such a good kitty, asking for permission," Hyunjin smiled. "Of course you can come, baby. Let me see you."
Minho gasped as his body locked up. Still, Hyunjin's fingers stayed deep inside him, prodding his most sensitive spots until he came. With a drawn-out moan as his eyes rolled back, Minho dug his fingers into Hyunjin's back as he tried his very hardest to not crush Hyunjin's hand as he helped him ride out his orgasm.
"That's it, baby," Hyunjin purred as Minho lifted his face up, looking at him again after his eyes had uncrossed. "My kitty did so well for me."
"I did," Minho nodded and smiled weakly. "I am a good kitty."
"You are… you are," Hyunjin whispered as he closed the gap between their lips to kiss his boyfriend senseless again. It was in this moment that it occurred to Minho that Hyunjin's fingers were still inside him.
"Oh my god," Minho groaned.
"Sorry, I'll take them out—"
Minho's hand flew down and grabbed Hyunjin's wrist right before he pulled them out completely.
"No… please…" He blinked up at Hyunjin with his wet eyes.
Immediately, Hyunjin grinned. "Does my kitty need one more?"
"Please," Minho nodded. "Please, mommy, plea—ah!"
Hyunjin pushed in three fingers, and Minho's vision went white.
"My kitty just needs to be nice and full of my fingers all the time, hmm?" Hyunjin asked with a whisper, bringing his free hand up to rub Minho's favourite spot behind his ear again. Doing nothing but making the omega whine even louder. "Or mommy's cock?"
"Yes, please," Minho whined into Hyunjin's neck. "Wan' it all the time…"
"You're so adorable, baby," Hyunjin giggled fondly. "My cute little kitty swallowing my fingers so nicely."
Anything that Minho was going to reply with got stuck in his throat. Not that it mattered. It wouldn't have been anything coherent, anyway.
"Ah—it's so s-sensitive," Minho cried.
"Need me to stop, or swap positions?" Hyunjin asked, slowing his movements while he made sure his boyfriend was okay. Fuck, Minho loved him.
"No, it's good," Minho panted. "'Love it, 'nd I love you too."
"I love you too, my precious little kitty," Hyunjin shifted himself so Minho was free to kiss him as much as he wanted. Gravity did most of the work now. Minho only had to work if he needed to pull away.
Which isn't something he wanted to do often, if he were being completely honest.
"Doing so well… All nice and stretched out for me…" Hyunjin purred, crooking his fingers and making Minho cry out. "God, you look so wrecked from only mommy's fingers. 'Makes me wanna know what you'll look like if I fuck you with my cock instead of my fingers."
Again, Minho whined. The way he clenched down on Hyunjin's fingers did all the talking for him. His mind completely blank. The one thought racing through his head was how badly he needed to come again. Make a mess of mommy's fingers all over again.
"Please," Minho whimpered, not really sure what he was begging for exactly.
"Shh," Hyunjin brushed Minho's sweaty hair out of his face while his boyfriend kept riding his fingers in desperation. Pleasure etched on every feature of his face. He was so fucking pretty like this. "Fuck, kitty, I could watch you ride my fingers all day. My fingers reaching all your little spots."
Before Minho could restart his incoherent babbling and whining, he fell on Hyunjin's lips again. His moaning muffled as Hyunjin drank up all his pretty noises.
"Ah—mommy…gonna come again…" Minho warned into Hyunjin's lips, pulling back and looking down to see his thighs shaking before looking right back up at Hyunjin. "Can I? P-please? Fuck! Please…"
There went his tail again.
"'You gonna come for me, baby?" Hyunjin prodded Minho's g-spot over and over, making him sob as Hyunjin kept talking. "Show mommy how a good kitty comes… that's it…"
Minho's eyes rolled back as he jerked his hips frantically until he couldn't anymore. He cried out as his orgasm tore through him, wetness spilling from him, coating Hyunjin's fingers all over again. Hyunjin helped him ride it out as Minho crumpled uselessly in his arms.
"Fuck, that was so hot," Hyunjin whispered into his boyfriend's hair after he pulled his fingers out. "I love you, baby."
Minho only purred into Hyunjin's shirt contentedly. Hyunjin just brought his hand up to run it through his hair as Minho caught his breath and his heartbeat slowed to match his boyfriend's.
"Sleepy?" Hyunjin asked after a few minutes.
"A little," Minho said into his shirt. "Bedtime? It's cold…"
"Okay, kitty." Hyunjin smiled and helped Minho and his wobbly legs get up.
After throwing a blanket around Minho's shoulders, he turned the TV off, considering the documentary had finished ages ago, and scooped up Minho's clothes.
"Let's go," Hyunjin said, leading Minho out of the lounge room.
Given he wobbled a handful of times in the twenty second walk to their bedroom, his brain was still fuzzy and warm. But that was okay. He had his mommy to take care of him, after all.