Fic: Such A Good Kitty (Due South, RayK/Stella, NC-17)
Written for the current round of stop_drop_porn.
Title: Such A Good Kitty
Pairing: RayK/Stella
Rating: NC-17
Words: ~ 1500
Beta: Huge thanks to ldthomps for the fast beta.
Prompt: fur (thanks to thady who had to pass, but forwarded her prompt from kerrbear61
Warning: I’m thinking thady didn’t know what she was getting y’all into when she tagged me. Or maybe she picked me for a reason. *g* In any case, I have a mild fascination with furries. Keeping in mind that most of you are perhaps a little less furry-inclined, I tried to keep things light here, but there’s definitely kink in this fic: pegging, costume play, dominant Stella/submissive Ray, kitty play, dirty talk
Note: Not a true sequel to Such A Sweet Pussy written for the last round of stop_drop_porn, but definitely related. It’s not necessary to have read that, but it does establish the dynamic between Ray and Stella found here.
The thing about Stella was that she didn’t care what kind of fucked up, kinky things Ray wanted to do. If it worked for her, she’d do it. If it didn’t she’d do something else and make him want that instead. She had this insane way of taking his desires and twisting them just so, turning things up a notch. She dominated him in every aspect of their relationship and sometimes he hated that. But in the bedroom? He could never say no.
That’s how he found himself on his hands and knees wearing a cat ear and tails, meowing, and begging, “Fuck my pussy, baby. Please, Stel, fuck me.”
***
The first time she fucked him she didn’t use a harness, just held the dildo in her hand. She put him on his back, a pillow under his hips, his legs spread wide. She went slow, starting with a finger, working it in and out of him nice and easy. She was careful to use plenty of lube and work her way up to three fingers before sliding a small dildo inside him.
She called him her dirty whore and he made this noise somewhere between a whine and a meow. She just grinned and called him her “sweet pussy.” He came before she even thought about touching his cock, then she spanked him for being naughty and coming before her.
“Eat me,” she commanded, then crawled up his body and sat on his face. “Some sweet pussy for my sweet pussycat.” By the time she was coming all over his nose, mouth, and chin, he was hard again. She turned around and rode his cock while she fucked him hard with the dildo. It was amazing.
It was only the beginning.
***
When she brought home the harness and a cock that made his own look pre-pubescent by comparison, Ray paled at the thought of her trying to fit it inside him. There was no fucking way.
But when she him bent over the couch and fucked him fast and steady, her hips slamming against his ass, he wasn’t complaining -- he was mewling.
“You like it when I fuck your tight, wet pussy, don’t you, Ray?”
“Yeah,” he gasped as the head of her cock hit just the right spot.
“Purr for me, baby. Be my little pussycat in heat.”
He couldn’t do it at first, he was too busy trying not to come. Then Stella stopped moving and reached down and squeezed his balls. Tight. “Purr for me, bitch.”
“Puuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.” He had this crazy flashback to high school Spanish class, learning to roll his Rs. With Stella’s cock up his ass, it was about the only thing he could remember. “Purrrrrrrrrrrrr.”
Stella started to move again and shifted her hand from his balls to his cock, jacking him in time to her thrusts. He came harder than he had in ages. It was unreal and he figured if she could do that to him, he’d let do her whatever she wanted.
He hadn’t expected the costume.
***
“No.” Ray shook his head and stood his ground. He was not going to wear a leopard print corset, fishnet stockings, and soft, black fur ears and tail. “No fucking way, Stel.”
She tipped her head to the side and pouted. “But, baby, you’ll look so good.” She stepped in close and slid her hand down his chest, over his crotch, and cupped him low between his legs. “Be my pussycat, Ray. You’ll like it.”
He never should have looked her in the eye. As soon as he made eye contact, he was a goner. He knew better.
He sighed and picked up the bag. “I love you,” Stella called as he made his way to the bedroom to change.
In the bedroom Ray found that there was also a pair of black patent leather pumps in the bag. Where Stella’d found them (and the costume) in his size was something he didn’t really want to know.
He stripped quickly and sat on the edge of the bed to slide the stockings on. They felt weird against his skin. The elastic was tight against his thighs, but not constricting, just enough tension to keep them in place. The corset/bustier thing squeezed his waist in as he fastened it up, giving him the allusion of curves; his nipples just peeked out the top. Finally he clipped the tail to the bottom of the bustier and put the ears on his head before staring again at the shoes.
“Stel?” he called out hesitantly.
“Everything,” she answered. She didn’t need to see him to know what he was thinking.
“Fuck,” he mumbled as he slid the shoes onto his feet. He was a bit wobbly for a moment, but the heels weren’t too high and he found his balance faster than he’d expected. He walked to the closet and looked at himself in the full-length mirror on the door. He should have gasped, instead he found himself making that whiny, meowing sound that had landed him in this costume to begin with.
“Such a pretty kitty.”
At the words, Ray saw Stella’s face in the mirror. She slipped up behind him and rested her hands on his hips, then let them slide down to the tops of his stockings and back up again. She grabbed his tail and rubbed it over his ass, tickling his skin with the soft fur. Ray stared at his reflection, watching his cock twitch and grow hard. He was on his way to doing whatever Stella wanted, whatever she demanded.
He purred before she even asked him to and she stroked his head, his back, his ass in reward. “Such a good kitty,” she cooed in his ear before stepping away to the bed. When he turned around he saw that she was naked, her big, fake cock jutting out from her body. She lay back on the bed, legs spread, holding her cock in her fist. “Come have a lick, baby.”
Stella loved making him suck her dick, and while at first Ray had been a little humiliated by it, he quickly learned to love it when he realized how much it turned her on.
“Suck me, baby. Suck my big, hard cock.” Ray knelt between her legs and took her in his mouth as deep as he could. Stella cupped his head with her hand and guided him, forcing him to take her deeper until he nearly choked. “You like that, don’t you, baby?”
Ray whined in the back of his throat and bobbed his head. He let his hands slide up and down Stella’s thighs, teasing but never quite reaching her pussy.
“Pet me, kitty. Pet my pussy for me.”
Ray felt his cock grow harder as he slipped his fingers along the edge of the harness and inside her. She was so fucking wet.
“That’s it, baby. So good.” She was panting and thrusting up into his mouth and down onto his hand and then like lightning she was shaking and squeezing down on his fingers and pushing him off her cock. “On your stomach,” she ordered as she reached for the lube in the bedside table.
They’d done this enough that Ray didn’t need much prep anymore, especially not when he was already so turned on. Stella slipped two slick fingers in his ass, meeting little resistance.
“Such a greedy pussy. You want my cock in your pussy?” Ray whimpered. “Answer me, Ray.”
“Yes,” he whispered.
“You like it when I fuck your tight, wet pussy?”
Ray answered by pushing his hips back against her hand. Stella pulled her fingers out and slicked her cock then placed her hands on his ass and held him open. She pressed just the tip inside him then said, “Fuck yourself on my cock.”
“Jesus.” Ray groaned as he pushed back, his body stretching around Stella’s thick cock. It was too much, it was not enough, it was everything. He purred and whimpered and worked himself back and forth, shifting to just the right angle and then he was practically yowling. “Stel,” he cried. “Oh god, Stel, I can’t--“
“Shhh, baby. I got you.” She ran her hands down his back, his sides, over his hips, petting him gently. “Come on, baby, fuck your sweet pussy. Give me that pussy, baby. Come on, come for me, Ray.”
“I can’t,” he cried, even as he kept moving. “I need …”
“You need this?” She slid a hand around his hip. “You want mama’s claws, kitty?”
She scratched his nipples and he screamed and fucked back against her even harder. Three or four strokes later, she scraped her fingernails along his cock from root to tip, and Ray pushed back one last time, seating her cock all the way inside him before he spilled over her fingers.
“Fuck,” he whispered as he fell forward, bringing Stella with him, her cock still inside his ass.
She kept petting him, soothing him, easing him down until he was relaxed; then she pulled out gently. The last thing he heard before falling asleep was, “Good kitty.” He may have purred a little before drifting off.
The End
Title: Such A Good Kitty
Pairing: RayK/Stella
Rating: NC-17
Words: ~ 1500
Beta: Huge thanks to ldthomps for the fast beta.
Prompt: fur (thanks to thady who had to pass, but forwarded her prompt from kerrbear61
Warning: I’m thinking thady didn’t know what she was getting y’all into when she tagged me. Or maybe she picked me for a reason. *g* In any case, I have a mild fascination with furries. Keeping in mind that most of you are perhaps a little less furry-inclined, I tried to keep things light here, but there’s definitely kink in this fic: pegging, costume play, dominant Stella/submissive Ray, kitty play, dirty talk
Note: Not a true sequel to Such A Sweet Pussy written for the last round of stop_drop_porn, but definitely related. It’s not necessary to have read that, but it does establish the dynamic between Ray and Stella found here.
The thing about Stella was that she didn’t care what kind of fucked up, kinky things Ray wanted to do. If it worked for her, she’d do it. If it didn’t she’d do something else and make him want that instead. She had this insane way of taking his desires and twisting them just so, turning things up a notch. She dominated him in every aspect of their relationship and sometimes he hated that. But in the bedroom? He could never say no.
That’s how he found himself on his hands and knees wearing a cat ear and tails, meowing, and begging, “Fuck my pussy, baby. Please, Stel, fuck me.”
***
The first time she fucked him she didn’t use a harness, just held the dildo in her hand. She put him on his back, a pillow under his hips, his legs spread wide. She went slow, starting with a finger, working it in and out of him nice and easy. She was careful to use plenty of lube and work her way up to three fingers before sliding a small dildo inside him.
She called him her dirty whore and he made this noise somewhere between a whine and a meow. She just grinned and called him her “sweet pussy.” He came before she even thought about touching his cock, then she spanked him for being naughty and coming before her.
“Eat me,” she commanded, then crawled up his body and sat on his face. “Some sweet pussy for my sweet pussycat.” By the time she was coming all over his nose, mouth, and chin, he was hard again. She turned around and rode his cock while she fucked him hard with the dildo. It was amazing.
It was only the beginning.
***
When she brought home the harness and a cock that made his own look pre-pubescent by comparison, Ray paled at the thought of her trying to fit it inside him. There was no fucking way.
But when she him bent over the couch and fucked him fast and steady, her hips slamming against his ass, he wasn’t complaining -- he was mewling.
“You like it when I fuck your tight, wet pussy, don’t you, Ray?”
“Yeah,” he gasped as the head of her cock hit just the right spot.
“Purr for me, baby. Be my little pussycat in heat.”
He couldn’t do it at first, he was too busy trying not to come. Then Stella stopped moving and reached down and squeezed his balls. Tight. “Purr for me, bitch.”
“Puuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.” He had this crazy flashback to high school Spanish class, learning to roll his Rs. With Stella’s cock up his ass, it was about the only thing he could remember. “Purrrrrrrrrrrrr.”
Stella started to move again and shifted her hand from his balls to his cock, jacking him in time to her thrusts. He came harder than he had in ages. It was unreal and he figured if she could do that to him, he’d let do her whatever she wanted.
He hadn’t expected the costume.
***
“No.” Ray shook his head and stood his ground. He was not going to wear a leopard print corset, fishnet stockings, and soft, black fur ears and tail. “No fucking way, Stel.”
She tipped her head to the side and pouted. “But, baby, you’ll look so good.” She stepped in close and slid her hand down his chest, over his crotch, and cupped him low between his legs. “Be my pussycat, Ray. You’ll like it.”
He never should have looked her in the eye. As soon as he made eye contact, he was a goner. He knew better.
He sighed and picked up the bag. “I love you,” Stella called as he made his way to the bedroom to change.
In the bedroom Ray found that there was also a pair of black patent leather pumps in the bag. Where Stella’d found them (and the costume) in his size was something he didn’t really want to know.
He stripped quickly and sat on the edge of the bed to slide the stockings on. They felt weird against his skin. The elastic was tight against his thighs, but not constricting, just enough tension to keep them in place. The corset/bustier thing squeezed his waist in as he fastened it up, giving him the allusion of curves; his nipples just peeked out the top. Finally he clipped the tail to the bottom of the bustier and put the ears on his head before staring again at the shoes.
“Stel?” he called out hesitantly.
“Everything,” she answered. She didn’t need to see him to know what he was thinking.
“Fuck,” he mumbled as he slid the shoes onto his feet. He was a bit wobbly for a moment, but the heels weren’t too high and he found his balance faster than he’d expected. He walked to the closet and looked at himself in the full-length mirror on the door. He should have gasped, instead he found himself making that whiny, meowing sound that had landed him in this costume to begin with.
“Such a pretty kitty.”
At the words, Ray saw Stella’s face in the mirror. She slipped up behind him and rested her hands on his hips, then let them slide down to the tops of his stockings and back up again. She grabbed his tail and rubbed it over his ass, tickling his skin with the soft fur. Ray stared at his reflection, watching his cock twitch and grow hard. He was on his way to doing whatever Stella wanted, whatever she demanded.
He purred before she even asked him to and she stroked his head, his back, his ass in reward. “Such a good kitty,” she cooed in his ear before stepping away to the bed. When he turned around he saw that she was naked, her big, fake cock jutting out from her body. She lay back on the bed, legs spread, holding her cock in her fist. “Come have a lick, baby.”
Stella loved making him suck her dick, and while at first Ray had been a little humiliated by it, he quickly learned to love it when he realized how much it turned her on.
“Suck me, baby. Suck my big, hard cock.” Ray knelt between her legs and took her in his mouth as deep as he could. Stella cupped his head with her hand and guided him, forcing him to take her deeper until he nearly choked. “You like that, don’t you, baby?”
Ray whined in the back of his throat and bobbed his head. He let his hands slide up and down Stella’s thighs, teasing but never quite reaching her pussy.
“Pet me, kitty. Pet my pussy for me.”
Ray felt his cock grow harder as he slipped his fingers along the edge of the harness and inside her. She was so fucking wet.
“That’s it, baby. So good.” She was panting and thrusting up into his mouth and down onto his hand and then like lightning she was shaking and squeezing down on his fingers and pushing him off her cock. “On your stomach,” she ordered as she reached for the lube in the bedside table.
They’d done this enough that Ray didn’t need much prep anymore, especially not when he was already so turned on. Stella slipped two slick fingers in his ass, meeting little resistance.
“Such a greedy pussy. You want my cock in your pussy?” Ray whimpered. “Answer me, Ray.”
“Yes,” he whispered.
“You like it when I fuck your tight, wet pussy?”
Ray answered by pushing his hips back against her hand. Stella pulled her fingers out and slicked her cock then placed her hands on his ass and held him open. She pressed just the tip inside him then said, “Fuck yourself on my cock.”
“Jesus.” Ray groaned as he pushed back, his body stretching around Stella’s thick cock. It was too much, it was not enough, it was everything. He purred and whimpered and worked himself back and forth, shifting to just the right angle and then he was practically yowling. “Stel,” he cried. “Oh god, Stel, I can’t--“
“Shhh, baby. I got you.” She ran her hands down his back, his sides, over his hips, petting him gently. “Come on, baby, fuck your sweet pussy. Give me that pussy, baby. Come on, come for me, Ray.”
“I can’t,” he cried, even as he kept moving. “I need …”
“You need this?” She slid a hand around his hip. “You want mama’s claws, kitty?”
She scratched his nipples and he screamed and fucked back against her even harder. Three or four strokes later, she scraped her fingernails along his cock from root to tip, and Ray pushed back one last time, seating her cock all the way inside him before he spilled over her fingers.
“Fuck,” he whispered as he fell forward, bringing Stella with him, her cock still inside his ass.
She kept petting him, soothing him, easing him down until he was relaxed; then she pulled out gently. The last thing he heard before falling asleep was, “Good kitty.” He may have purred a little before drifting off.
The End