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The morning had gone like every morning before had: Gyuvin waking up early and getting ready, Ricky laying languidly in bed until Gyuvin showered him with so many kisses he fled to the bathroom, Gyuvin making an attempt at cooking before Ricky stole it away to protect their apartment’s vitality, and Ricky kissing Gyuvin goodbye as the latter left for his office job while Ricky worked on his art in the room they’d set aside for his studio.
The problem was, Ricky looked extra delectable this morning, so Gyuvin might’ve begged for a few more kisses… and then a little more.
“Qubing,” Ricky exhaled, a hesitant hand pressing against Gyuvin’s suit jacket, “you have to calm down.”
Gyuvin’s tail made swishing sounds as it swept across his pants. Even as Gyuvin tilted Ricky’s head up with a thumb under his jaw, he took it beautifully — lips brushing softly against Gyuvin’s, the seductive lick along the seam, even the hushed whine in his throat. He grabbed his husband by the shoulders, gently pressing him to the wall to feel his body against his own, how he could swallow up the other in his shadow.
Ricky’s eyes were glazed, looking back at Gyuvin who was pulling away. He’d meant to leave it there but Ricky’s hand wound around his tie, holding it like a leash. The dog in him waited obediently as his cat hybrid owner trailed his free hand down to below his belt where a heated mound had formed.
“You can’t leave with this, Qubing.”
He definitely was planning to and let the cold weather do its work but if Ricky had other ideas, he wasn’t going to deny himself the pleasure of experiencing them. “Then help me, wo de xiao mao.”
Gyuvin chuckled as Ricky’s ear twitched at his attempt in speaking his language. He nosed at the soft fur, taking the tip into his mouth and nibbling on it, outlining the edge with the tip of his tongue.
In response, Ricky unbuckled his pants and pulled him free, hands barely fitting around it as he ran them up and down in soft strokes. The moan Ricky let out at a particularly sharp nip of teeth on his ear went straight to Gyuvin’s dick. He pushed Ricky’s shirt up, a long cloth that barely covered the curve of his ass. Underneath was nothing — just a pretty cock and pale thighs with the barest of slick running down between them.
He turned them around, lubricating his cock by rubbing against his beloved’s hole, picking up all the excess that flowed out. He nosed at the skin of Ricky’s neck, whispering a promise there. “Just the tip, babe.”
Ricky was panting with every thrust like it was already inside him. “Mhm, y-you say that but—”
“Really, I promise this time.”
A few kisses and Ricky gave in. “You promised. You can’t be late for work.”
The head pressed against that loose hole, all expectant for the cock it had long molded itself to. “I won’t be.”
He was in. And heavens, Ricky was just as warm and soft inside as he had been last night when Gyuvin held him close and filled him up with his cum, kept him plugged up with his cock until the sun rose. Thinking of how pliant Ricky had been under him, Gyuvin slid out and fucked forwards, keeping the tip inside while pushing a little more in at a time. Really, he hadn’t meant to break the promise but it wasn’t like Ricky was completely guilt-free — he’d been pressing back against Gyuvin, making him go deeper inside with every thrust.
Ricky’s head fell backwards as he whined. “Qubing, you said just the tip!”
Gyuvin crossed his arms around Ricky’s front, holding him by the shoulders as he bottomed out, blurting an apology. “Sorry.” Tiny thrusts invalidated it. “Ricky, I’m sorry.”
“Stupid dog, this, ngh, is why men can’t be trusted.”
His heart dropped.
He pulled out, turning Ricky to face him. “Baby, you talk to other men?”
Ricky looked at him, eyes confused. “What?”
“You can’t talk to other men.” Gyuvin hooked a hand under each leg, nudging his cock against Ricky’s exposed hole until he slid back in. They both let out a groan as he returned. “Only me, I’m the only man you can have.”
He pressed a kiss against the cat hybrid’s lips, all sloppy and wet not unlike a slobbering dog. The lock of their lips was messy with hooded eyes staring at each other. Gyuvin pounded inside Ricky, forcing the other to hold onto him tighter.
“You can’t look at other men. They’ll think they have a chance.”
“Ricky, you can only have me for the rest of your life, okay?”
“They can’t give it to you like I can.”
“If I pump you full of my cum, they’ll see the way your belly swells and know you’re taken.”
Ricky groaned at the thought of that. It wasn’t like they hadn’t been trying, considering all the nights they’d fucked until their brains were scrambled, but the chances were higher if their cycles were lined up and it hadn’t happened yet. But he thought about it — Gyuvin filling him up and then giving birth to a beautiful litter of children—
Ricky’s legs tightened around Gyuvin’s waist as the base of his cock started to swell.
Gyuvin’s head shot up. “R-ricky.”
“Fuck it into me, Qubing. Stop talking big and— Ah!” Ricky slammed his head back, cradled just in time by Gyuvin’s hand.
His own cock shot out cum, spitting out dribbles of it in time with Gyuvin’s mini-thrusts — limited by the swell of his knot. The movement was maddening for Ricky who was leaning towards sensitive now, clenching furiously around the cock inside him. At last, Gyuvin spilled inside of him, load after load pumped inside. Ricky was truly full now — the weight of it all heavy inside him — and with the knot, it wasn’t coming out anytime soon.
Gyuvin’s hands moved to support his butt and back, holding him close. He nuzzled against the underside of Ricky’s jaw, dog ears flopping as he breathed in the scent. He smelled like Gyuvin — exactly the way things should be.
“You know it’s just a saying, right?”
“Huh?” He stared dumbly before realizing what Ricky was referring to. “Oh, uh, y-yeah, I know that.”
Ricky pressed a sweet kiss against Gyuvin’s temple, smiling down like the angel he was. “Honey, I love you.”
He couldn’t help but reply with a silly grin on his face. “I love you too, Rik.”
They shared a few kisses and giggles before Ricky pushed him away, covering those heat-seeking lips with a hand.
“So what happened to not being late, hm?”