Meow Meow
Title: Meow Meow
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Banghim, Yongguk/Himchan
Summary: In a world of catboys and half human half animal people, Yongguk and Himchan live together and mentor teenagers. tl;dr or write tbh Himchan wants to surprise Yongguk for their anniversary and they have sex.
Word-count: 2420
A/N: here you go akmongs
With every step Himchan took, the bell on his collar jingled back and forth. He wasn’t used to wearing a bell around his neck. Actually, he wasn’t used to wearing a collar at all. Collars were heavy against his neck and Himchan found them to be distracting even though they were the most customized fashion symbol of the season. He preferred chain necklaces or nothing at all.
That and he had never come across a collar that spoke to his sense of fashion. Not that he really tried to look.
He was more of a hat guy anyway.
Himchan was only wearing the collar for his boyfriend, who wore a heavy black collar with studs himself. Yongguk had bought him the silver collar with the detachable bell for his birthday - fully knowing that Himchan wouldn’t be able to refuse a gift. He knew that Himchan had never worn a collar in the two years they’d known each other, and he went and bought him one. Sneaky bastard always getting what he wanted.
At least there weren’t rhinestones on it.
Himchan’s tail swished his skirts behind him as he stalked his way into Yongguk’s bedroom. The lump under the covers signaled that Yongguk was sleeping, only the tops of his black ears visible. Himchan tiptoed, careful and sure-footed, past the mess on the floor to the foot of Yongguk’s bed.
Yongguk’s ear twitched.
Himchan froze, two hands on Yongguk’s bed and his right knee bent to climb up on the mattress. He watched as Yongguk turned over in his sleep to lie on his other side. Breathing a sigh of relief, Himchan crawled up on the bed and sat down next to Yongguk’s head. In appearance, Yongguk seemed to still be asleep.
He pulled back the blanket and observed Yongguk’s calm sleeping face, eyes shut and muscles relaxed. Yongguk was so peaceful taking his catnap, and Himchan almost didn’t want to wake him. But he had needs that must be addressed.
Certain problems had popped up after he’d put on the stereotypical maid costume he’d bought online. In his excitement to surprise his boyfriend for their anniversary, he hadn’t accounted for being turned on by his own visage in a short fluffy skirt and white apron. Himchan felt rather perverted twirling the skirt in the mirror and trying to see himself from every angle possible. The bent over panty shot was by far his favorite.
One thing was for sure; he was going to give Yongguk the best present ever, the gift of himself.
Leaning over, Himchan licked the tip of Yongguk’s ear and held back a sneeze when Yongguk’s ear flicked back and tickled his nose. He went in for a second lick, then a third, and then began washing the entire ear because Yongguk wasn’t waking up as he planned.
He moved on to the other ear, but to do so he had to crawl over Yongguk’s side. By this time Himchan wasn’t being careful anymore. The silk panties he’d put on for Yongguk’s enjoyment rubbed against his cock, turning him on and adding to his frustrations.
He rolled Yongguk over on his back and licked Yongguk’s other ear, paying special attention to the base where pleasure came from soft ear scratches and nimble hands. Yongguk began to purr deep in his throat, and Himchan felt him wake up.
Yongguk reached up and pulled Himchan down on his chest, “What?” His voice was heavy with sleep.
“Happy anniversary,” Himchan said, resting his head on Yongguk’s chest and feeling the rumbling vibrate through Yongguk’s body.
“Oh, mm’happy anniversary.” Yongguk smacked his lips and yawned loudly. Himchan’s tail shot straight up when he felt Yongguk’s hand scratch behind his ears. Oh, that was heaven right there.
Yongguk continued scratching, “What are you wearing?” Disoriented from sleep or not, Yongguk was awake enough to notice Himchan’s sexy costume.
“Your present, do you like it?” Himchan asked, raising his hips in the air to show off the skirt, “I thought about sexy nurse, but then I remembered we already did that.”
Yongguk’s other hand trailed up his thigh to cup his ass, “It’s nice, I like what’s underneath better.” A few of his fingers slipped under the lace edges of the panties, “Is this all for me?”
“No I’m going to show it off to Youngjae and Daehyun, of course it’s for you.”
“Why do I have a feeling your going to make me do something for this?”
Himchan pressed his cheek into Yongguk’s chest, “Of course not.”
“Did I do something?”
“No…”
“What did you do?” Yongguk’s hand squeezed his ass and Himchan squeaked in surprise.
Himchan looked up at Yongguk’s eyes and frowned, “I might have told Junhong that he shouldn’t mess around with dogs. And I might have told Jongup that he shouldn’t mess around with cats.”
A hand circled Himchan’s chin and tilted his face up farther. “Why would you tell them that?”
“They’re too young to be messing around. Let alone with each other.”
Yongguk’s eyes were very dark, “Let them be.”
“I don’t want them to end up disappointed. You know?” Himchan swallowed as Yongguk’s hand slid from his chin to his throat. “Can’t they just fool around with other people?”
“You have to let them learn somehow, you’re not their keeper,” - Yongguk’s ears swiveled towards the door - “they’re sneaking out right now.”
Himchan groaned and wiggled backwards until he had escaped Yongguk’s hold. He sat on his knees, ears listening to the sound of the front door closing, and then all was quiet. “I should go after them.” He moved to get off the bed, but his wrist was caught and Yongguk dragged him back down to lie besides him.
“In that outfit? I think you better just let them go. They can keep each other out of trouble.”
“Teenagers,” Himchan said in annoyance, hitting his fist on the bed, “I hate puberty.”
Yongguk hoisted himself into a sitting position, his light blanket in a puddle of fabric around his crossed legs, “You’re wearing the collar.”
Himchan’s hands went straight to his neck, “Yeah, I thought you’d like it if I did.” He scratched under his neck where the collar sat on his skin.
Yongguk reached over and flicked the bell, making it sing, and making Himchan’s ears twitch.
“I got you the one with the bell for a reason you know.”
“Oh yeah? And what was that?” Himchan asked, raising an eyebrow and curling his legs up until his feet were flat against the mattress. He played with the noisy bell by rolling it between his fingers.
“So it would jingle every time I fucked you.”
Himchan’s mouth formed a silent o shape, “Kinky.” He paused, “What would your mother say?”
Yongguk crawled over on his hands and knees until he was directly over top of Himchan, “What would yours say?”
“I’m a very dirty boy and should be punished?”
“Are you asking for it?”
“Yes please, I’ve been a bad boy please punish me for my wrong actions,” Himchan said, licking his lips and putting his hands on Yongguk’s shoulders.
Yongguk’s face dipped down, a mere breath separating them, “You’re really needy.” Himchan could feel him exhale across his skin before Yongguk lowered his head the final distance and kissed him, short and sweet. When Yongguk pulled away, he licked the tip of Himchan’s nose before settling back on his knees above him.
“I’ve been horny ever since I put this outfit on so please Yongguk, just do it.”
“This is supposed to be for me right? I want you to bend over my lap and let me spank you.”
“What the hell…I’m dressed like this and you only want to spank me?” Himchan said while he let Yongguk help him roll over and sprawl himself over Yongguk’s lap. “This better be good I don’t like pain.”
“Don’t be so whiny,” - Yongguk pushed the skirts aside and slapped Himchan’s ass - “you love this shit.”
Himchan flinched as Yongguk’s palm hit his ass for a second, third, and fourth time. Even through the silk panties, the impact stung, and Yongguk wasn’t going light on him. His ass felt warm from the blood gathering close to his skin.
However, the pain didn’t wilt Himchan’s erection. In fact, it made him more excited because the slaps made his groin rub against Yongguk’s thigh. Yongguk had been right, Himchan did enjoy rough treatment, although, he would deny such feelings.
Yongguk must have spanked him at least ten times or more, not sparing a single area, but Himchan wasn’t keeping count. All he knew was that he ass hurt and when Yongguk pulled at the panties he was wearing, they slid against his inflamed flesh.
“It hurts,” Himchan said as Yongguk spread his ass and legs, fingers running over the damage he’d made on Himchan’s skin.
“Does it?” Yongguk slid Himchan off his lap and left the bed, but Himchan could hear him rummaging around for something.
“Yes.” Himchan let out a long deep breath and uncurled his tail from where it’d been hiding at his side. “I’m going to bruise.”
“You’ll be fine,” said Yongguk, and Himchan felt the bed dip as Yongguk climbed back up. “You’ve had worse.”
Something wet was poured on his ass, and Himchan could feel Yongguk’s fingers working their way down until they pressed inside him, sudden and without warning. He shifted his weight until he was up on hands and knees, Yongguk’s hand having to hold the fluffy skirt up.
Himchan may or may not have whacked Yongguk in the face with his tail and received a sharp tug for doing so. Lurching forward, Himchan fell down on his elbows, his ass up in the air.
He flicked his tail back and forth, “When are you going to do something?” His balls were uncomfortable squished together in the panties, cock pressed up against his pelvis, and Yongguk had only pushed the silk to the side. The panties would be ruined when they were done if they weren’t an absolute mess already.
“I’ll be ready when I’m ready,” Yongguk said and suddenly Himchan could feel his fangs scrape against his ass. Himchan jerked his head up in shock as Yongguk dragged his sharp eyeteeth across his sensitive skin. “Just a little bite…”
“No!” said Himchan forcefully; Yongguk’s bites always left marks for days. He wouldn’t just nip at the skin he would bite to create a scab there the next day.
Yongguk crooked his fingers in his ass and licked a broad stripe across his skin, “Pussy.”
“Screw you and your stupid puns.” Himchan was getting very frustrated with Yongguk, “Do it, do it now.” He wiggled his ass and pushed back on Yongguk’s fingers with determination in mind.
“Are you sure you can take it? Pretty kitty?”
Himchan heard the sound of a cap being opened, and he could only assume that Yongguk was finally going to fuck him.
“I’ve taken it before I think I know what to expect,” Himchan said, mumbling into the bed sheets.
He braced himself as Yongguk slipped inside, clawing at the sheets and scrunching his eyes shut. Yongguk grabbed his hips around the piles of ruffles and fucked him with his silk panties still on and everything. By now they were ruined, stretched to their limit, and stained with lube and sweat. Himchan’s cock was beginning to leak due to the friction he was experiencing through the fabric.
He grasped his cock with one hand, using his other to keep him stable, and pulled it free from the elastic band of the panties.
Maybe it was a good thing Jongup and Junhong snuck out, no one would be able to dismiss the noises coming from Yongguk’s bedroom. The creaking of the bed frame against the floor and the growl sounds coming from Yongguk’s throat were not easily ignored. Himchan’s face flushed hot as he felt every thrust fuel him on in their perverted fantasy.
Yongguk leaned over and panted into his ear, “Are you going to clean my room when we’re done, maid?”
“Ah…fuck no…” Himchan kept stroking himself, “clean your own damn messes.”
Yongguk slapped his ass again and Himchan choked on his saliva. “A good maid does what they’re told.”
“I’m not a good maid.” Himchan’s eyelids shut and he rubbed his thumb across the head of his cock. He was so close, so near the end, if only Yongguk would fuck him a bit harder.
“That’s right, you’re my maid,” Yongguk said, “and you do what I tell you. Say my name.”
Himchan bit his lip and tugged at his cock faster, “Bang Yongguk.”
“Again.” Yongguk’s voice was raspy and deep, the speed of his thrusts more wild and less controlled than before.
“Bang Yongguk.”
The hands around his hips tightened to almost painful levels.
“Again.”
“Bang Yongguk!”
Yongguk slapped Himchan’s ass again, and that was all it took for Himchan to cum under his sweaty skirts. His breathing hitched as his heart beat fast in his chest, for those few seconds of bliss. The pleasure made him go limp, which gave Yongguk free access to fuck him harder in the wild style he had. Himchan let himself be used until Yongguk grunted and pulled out without warning, warmth splashing down on his abused skin.
Himchan flopped down on the bed, on to the dirty blanket that would have to be washed - full of their sweat and whatever else dripped down as they had sex.
“Yongguk,” Himchan said after he caught his breath. “What was that last part about?” He clenched his throat and spoke with the deepest register he could produce, “Say my name. Again! Again!”
Yongguk rolled Himchan over on his back, and Himchan saw the easy going goofy smile across Yongguk’s face that only came when he was very satisfied. He should be after all; Himchan had let him fuck him in a maid outfit.
“Wanted to hear you say it. It just came to me.”
The collar around Himchan’s neck jingled.
“How about his?” He pointed to his collar and hooked a finger underneath, pulling it away from his neck.
Yongguk flopped down over top of Himchan, pressing him into the mattress, and toyed with the bell. “Very sexy, thank you for wearing it.”
Himchan sighed and batted at Yongguk’s tail, “We’re pretty disgusting right now.”
“Yep.”
“Don’t fall asleep again.”
“I’m not.”
“You sure?”
Yongguk played with Himchan’s collar, “Just close your eyes for a little bit.”
“Yongguk!”
lols all the way
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Banghim, Yongguk/Himchan
Summary: In a world of catboys and half human half animal people, Yongguk and Himchan live together and mentor teenagers. tl;dr or write tbh Himchan wants to surprise Yongguk for their anniversary and they have sex.
Word-count: 2420
A/N: here you go akmongs
With every step Himchan took, the bell on his collar jingled back and forth. He wasn’t used to wearing a bell around his neck. Actually, he wasn’t used to wearing a collar at all. Collars were heavy against his neck and Himchan found them to be distracting even though they were the most customized fashion symbol of the season. He preferred chain necklaces or nothing at all.
That and he had never come across a collar that spoke to his sense of fashion. Not that he really tried to look.
He was more of a hat guy anyway.
Himchan was only wearing the collar for his boyfriend, who wore a heavy black collar with studs himself. Yongguk had bought him the silver collar with the detachable bell for his birthday - fully knowing that Himchan wouldn’t be able to refuse a gift. He knew that Himchan had never worn a collar in the two years they’d known each other, and he went and bought him one. Sneaky bastard always getting what he wanted.
At least there weren’t rhinestones on it.
Himchan’s tail swished his skirts behind him as he stalked his way into Yongguk’s bedroom. The lump under the covers signaled that Yongguk was sleeping, only the tops of his black ears visible. Himchan tiptoed, careful and sure-footed, past the mess on the floor to the foot of Yongguk’s bed.
Yongguk’s ear twitched.
Himchan froze, two hands on Yongguk’s bed and his right knee bent to climb up on the mattress. He watched as Yongguk turned over in his sleep to lie on his other side. Breathing a sigh of relief, Himchan crawled up on the bed and sat down next to Yongguk’s head. In appearance, Yongguk seemed to still be asleep.
He pulled back the blanket and observed Yongguk’s calm sleeping face, eyes shut and muscles relaxed. Yongguk was so peaceful taking his catnap, and Himchan almost didn’t want to wake him. But he had needs that must be addressed.
Certain problems had popped up after he’d put on the stereotypical maid costume he’d bought online. In his excitement to surprise his boyfriend for their anniversary, he hadn’t accounted for being turned on by his own visage in a short fluffy skirt and white apron. Himchan felt rather perverted twirling the skirt in the mirror and trying to see himself from every angle possible. The bent over panty shot was by far his favorite.
One thing was for sure; he was going to give Yongguk the best present ever, the gift of himself.
Leaning over, Himchan licked the tip of Yongguk’s ear and held back a sneeze when Yongguk’s ear flicked back and tickled his nose. He went in for a second lick, then a third, and then began washing the entire ear because Yongguk wasn’t waking up as he planned.
He moved on to the other ear, but to do so he had to crawl over Yongguk’s side. By this time Himchan wasn’t being careful anymore. The silk panties he’d put on for Yongguk’s enjoyment rubbed against his cock, turning him on and adding to his frustrations.
He rolled Yongguk over on his back and licked Yongguk’s other ear, paying special attention to the base where pleasure came from soft ear scratches and nimble hands. Yongguk began to purr deep in his throat, and Himchan felt him wake up.
Yongguk reached up and pulled Himchan down on his chest, “What?” His voice was heavy with sleep.
“Happy anniversary,” Himchan said, resting his head on Yongguk’s chest and feeling the rumbling vibrate through Yongguk’s body.
“Oh, mm’happy anniversary.” Yongguk smacked his lips and yawned loudly. Himchan’s tail shot straight up when he felt Yongguk’s hand scratch behind his ears. Oh, that was heaven right there.
Yongguk continued scratching, “What are you wearing?” Disoriented from sleep or not, Yongguk was awake enough to notice Himchan’s sexy costume.
“Your present, do you like it?” Himchan asked, raising his hips in the air to show off the skirt, “I thought about sexy nurse, but then I remembered we already did that.”
Yongguk’s other hand trailed up his thigh to cup his ass, “It’s nice, I like what’s underneath better.” A few of his fingers slipped under the lace edges of the panties, “Is this all for me?”
“No I’m going to show it off to Youngjae and Daehyun, of course it’s for you.”
“Why do I have a feeling your going to make me do something for this?”
Himchan pressed his cheek into Yongguk’s chest, “Of course not.”
“Did I do something?”
“No…”
“What did you do?” Yongguk’s hand squeezed his ass and Himchan squeaked in surprise.
Himchan looked up at Yongguk’s eyes and frowned, “I might have told Junhong that he shouldn’t mess around with dogs. And I might have told Jongup that he shouldn’t mess around with cats.”
A hand circled Himchan’s chin and tilted his face up farther. “Why would you tell them that?”
“They’re too young to be messing around. Let alone with each other.”
Yongguk’s eyes were very dark, “Let them be.”
“I don’t want them to end up disappointed. You know?” Himchan swallowed as Yongguk’s hand slid from his chin to his throat. “Can’t they just fool around with other people?”
“You have to let them learn somehow, you’re not their keeper,” - Yongguk’s ears swiveled towards the door - “they’re sneaking out right now.”
Himchan groaned and wiggled backwards until he had escaped Yongguk’s hold. He sat on his knees, ears listening to the sound of the front door closing, and then all was quiet. “I should go after them.” He moved to get off the bed, but his wrist was caught and Yongguk dragged him back down to lie besides him.
“In that outfit? I think you better just let them go. They can keep each other out of trouble.”
“Teenagers,” Himchan said in annoyance, hitting his fist on the bed, “I hate puberty.”
Yongguk hoisted himself into a sitting position, his light blanket in a puddle of fabric around his crossed legs, “You’re wearing the collar.”
Himchan’s hands went straight to his neck, “Yeah, I thought you’d like it if I did.” He scratched under his neck where the collar sat on his skin.
Yongguk reached over and flicked the bell, making it sing, and making Himchan’s ears twitch.
“I got you the one with the bell for a reason you know.”
“Oh yeah? And what was that?” Himchan asked, raising an eyebrow and curling his legs up until his feet were flat against the mattress. He played with the noisy bell by rolling it between his fingers.
“So it would jingle every time I fucked you.”
Himchan’s mouth formed a silent o shape, “Kinky.” He paused, “What would your mother say?”
Yongguk crawled over on his hands and knees until he was directly over top of Himchan, “What would yours say?”
“I’m a very dirty boy and should be punished?”
“Are you asking for it?”
“Yes please, I’ve been a bad boy please punish me for my wrong actions,” Himchan said, licking his lips and putting his hands on Yongguk’s shoulders.
Yongguk’s face dipped down, a mere breath separating them, “You’re really needy.” Himchan could feel him exhale across his skin before Yongguk lowered his head the final distance and kissed him, short and sweet. When Yongguk pulled away, he licked the tip of Himchan’s nose before settling back on his knees above him.
“I’ve been horny ever since I put this outfit on so please Yongguk, just do it.”
“This is supposed to be for me right? I want you to bend over my lap and let me spank you.”
“What the hell…I’m dressed like this and you only want to spank me?” Himchan said while he let Yongguk help him roll over and sprawl himself over Yongguk’s lap. “This better be good I don’t like pain.”
“Don’t be so whiny,” - Yongguk pushed the skirts aside and slapped Himchan’s ass - “you love this shit.”
Himchan flinched as Yongguk’s palm hit his ass for a second, third, and fourth time. Even through the silk panties, the impact stung, and Yongguk wasn’t going light on him. His ass felt warm from the blood gathering close to his skin.
However, the pain didn’t wilt Himchan’s erection. In fact, it made him more excited because the slaps made his groin rub against Yongguk’s thigh. Yongguk had been right, Himchan did enjoy rough treatment, although, he would deny such feelings.
Yongguk must have spanked him at least ten times or more, not sparing a single area, but Himchan wasn’t keeping count. All he knew was that he ass hurt and when Yongguk pulled at the panties he was wearing, they slid against his inflamed flesh.
“It hurts,” Himchan said as Yongguk spread his ass and legs, fingers running over the damage he’d made on Himchan’s skin.
“Does it?” Yongguk slid Himchan off his lap and left the bed, but Himchan could hear him rummaging around for something.
“Yes.” Himchan let out a long deep breath and uncurled his tail from where it’d been hiding at his side. “I’m going to bruise.”
“You’ll be fine,” said Yongguk, and Himchan felt the bed dip as Yongguk climbed back up. “You’ve had worse.”
Something wet was poured on his ass, and Himchan could feel Yongguk’s fingers working their way down until they pressed inside him, sudden and without warning. He shifted his weight until he was up on hands and knees, Yongguk’s hand having to hold the fluffy skirt up.
Himchan may or may not have whacked Yongguk in the face with his tail and received a sharp tug for doing so. Lurching forward, Himchan fell down on his elbows, his ass up in the air.
He flicked his tail back and forth, “When are you going to do something?” His balls were uncomfortable squished together in the panties, cock pressed up against his pelvis, and Yongguk had only pushed the silk to the side. The panties would be ruined when they were done if they weren’t an absolute mess already.
“I’ll be ready when I’m ready,” Yongguk said and suddenly Himchan could feel his fangs scrape against his ass. Himchan jerked his head up in shock as Yongguk dragged his sharp eyeteeth across his sensitive skin. “Just a little bite…”
“No!” said Himchan forcefully; Yongguk’s bites always left marks for days. He wouldn’t just nip at the skin he would bite to create a scab there the next day.
Yongguk crooked his fingers in his ass and licked a broad stripe across his skin, “Pussy.”
“Screw you and your stupid puns.” Himchan was getting very frustrated with Yongguk, “Do it, do it now.” He wiggled his ass and pushed back on Yongguk’s fingers with determination in mind.
“Are you sure you can take it? Pretty kitty?”
Himchan heard the sound of a cap being opened, and he could only assume that Yongguk was finally going to fuck him.
“I’ve taken it before I think I know what to expect,” Himchan said, mumbling into the bed sheets.
He braced himself as Yongguk slipped inside, clawing at the sheets and scrunching his eyes shut. Yongguk grabbed his hips around the piles of ruffles and fucked him with his silk panties still on and everything. By now they were ruined, stretched to their limit, and stained with lube and sweat. Himchan’s cock was beginning to leak due to the friction he was experiencing through the fabric.
He grasped his cock with one hand, using his other to keep him stable, and pulled it free from the elastic band of the panties.
Maybe it was a good thing Jongup and Junhong snuck out, no one would be able to dismiss the noises coming from Yongguk’s bedroom. The creaking of the bed frame against the floor and the growl sounds coming from Yongguk’s throat were not easily ignored. Himchan’s face flushed hot as he felt every thrust fuel him on in their perverted fantasy.
Yongguk leaned over and panted into his ear, “Are you going to clean my room when we’re done, maid?”
“Ah…fuck no…” Himchan kept stroking himself, “clean your own damn messes.”
Yongguk slapped his ass again and Himchan choked on his saliva. “A good maid does what they’re told.”
“I’m not a good maid.” Himchan’s eyelids shut and he rubbed his thumb across the head of his cock. He was so close, so near the end, if only Yongguk would fuck him a bit harder.
“That’s right, you’re my maid,” Yongguk said, “and you do what I tell you. Say my name.”
Himchan bit his lip and tugged at his cock faster, “Bang Yongguk.”
“Again.” Yongguk’s voice was raspy and deep, the speed of his thrusts more wild and less controlled than before.
“Bang Yongguk.”
The hands around his hips tightened to almost painful levels.
“Again.”
“Bang Yongguk!”
Yongguk slapped Himchan’s ass again, and that was all it took for Himchan to cum under his sweaty skirts. His breathing hitched as his heart beat fast in his chest, for those few seconds of bliss. The pleasure made him go limp, which gave Yongguk free access to fuck him harder in the wild style he had. Himchan let himself be used until Yongguk grunted and pulled out without warning, warmth splashing down on his abused skin.
Himchan flopped down on the bed, on to the dirty blanket that would have to be washed - full of their sweat and whatever else dripped down as they had sex.
“Yongguk,” Himchan said after he caught his breath. “What was that last part about?” He clenched his throat and spoke with the deepest register he could produce, “Say my name. Again! Again!”
Yongguk rolled Himchan over on his back, and Himchan saw the easy going goofy smile across Yongguk’s face that only came when he was very satisfied. He should be after all; Himchan had let him fuck him in a maid outfit.
“Wanted to hear you say it. It just came to me.”
The collar around Himchan’s neck jingled.
“How about his?” He pointed to his collar and hooked a finger underneath, pulling it away from his neck.
Yongguk flopped down over top of Himchan, pressing him into the mattress, and toyed with the bell. “Very sexy, thank you for wearing it.”
Himchan sighed and batted at Yongguk’s tail, “We’re pretty disgusting right now.”
“Yep.”
“Don’t fall asleep again.”
“I’m not.”
“You sure?”
Yongguk played with Himchan’s collar, “Just close your eyes for a little bit.”
“Yongguk!”
lols all the way