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The cat toy rattles loudly as you shake it in front of Zayne’s face. He’s towering over you, leading you backwards with such an intense gaze it makes your heart shudder in your chest. At the sound of the toy, his eyes can’t help but soften, widening slightly as he immediately tracks its movements.
“Silly kitty…” you tease, watching as he’s torn between catching the toy and continuing glaring at you. You’re unable to stop your giggles, watching his gloved hand reach for the blue ball and feather just to yank it from his reach. Poor move on your part, as it causes him to reach again. You panic slightly, moving it quickly but losing balance. He had been advancing on you without you even realizing it.
Your bottom hit the soft plush of the couch with a thump, knocking one of your heels off in the process. You glanced up at Zayne, pouting slightly as you wiggled your foot out in front of him. “You made my shoe come off.” Discarding the toy beside you on the couch, you placed your hands on your lap expectantly. Glancing down with you, Zayne knelt to pick up the heel that had knocked off your foot.
He studying it for a moment, eyes switching between your stocking covered foot and the shiny black leather of the heel. With him clearly distracted, you couldn’t help but reach forward and take his cat ear between your two fingers. It snapped Zayne out of his thoughts immediately, head tilting away as he looked up at you with a barely there smile. “Looks like someone hasn’t forgotten about touching my ears.”
“A cat won’t fulfill all your requests.” He added, studying you patiently. “Really?” You teased, reaching for the same ear and rubbing it gently with your thumb and pointer finger. The motion earned a gasp from Zayne, eyes fluttering shut as he nearly grimaced. You let go, watching a gloved hand gingerly reach for his cat ear to sooth what you had done.
Pouting at you, hazel eyes shining in a way that reminded you more of a puppy dog than a cat, Zayne muttered “it hurts”; freezing you for a moment. Though, the fluff of his cat tail wagging behind you seemed to portray the opposite effect. You felt utterly flustered under his gaze, knowing damn well you were starting to loose the upper hand you weren’t even sure you ever had. “H-help me put on this shoe…”
“Alright. At your service, my lady.”
You held your breath, watching Zayne’s hand slip around the back of your calf to slid down to your ankle. You let him angle your foot how he needed to, slipping the black leather heal on your awaiting foot. “Thank you.” It was a weak offer, heart still hammering in your chest when Zayne reluctantly let go of your foot. He glanced up at you, smiling fully as he admired your position on the couch above him.
You couldn’t resist it, finger reaching out to poke the softness of his curled lips. Just as you reached back to do it again, a gloved hand caught your own. Zayne admired your fingers before bringing them to his lips. You swallowed the lump in your throat as Zayne pecked your ring and middle fingers. Nearly wrapping his lips around your digits before pulling back to lightly lick them. Now you really couldn’t breathe.
“Zayne…” it was a gentle breath, his name sounding like a beautifully recited prayer falling from your lips. “Yes, my lady?” You could feel the warmth of his exhale across your wet fingers, his eyes smoldering as they glanced up at you dreamily. “P-please.” Zayne knew what you wanted without you having to say anything more than that one simple word. Unable to hide his excitement with the way his tail wagged.
“Tell me what you want, my lady. I’m ready to serve you.” He brought your hand to his warm cheek, nuzzling it affectionately as he waited for your order. You’re melting under his gaze, heart racing at the tender motions of him nuzzling into you. “Want you to touch me…” it was a soft request, forcing you to inhale deeply before uttering the rest. “I want you to eat my pussy.” He groaned at your obscene choice of words, human ears burning bright red as he nodded.
“As you wish, my lady.” He let go of your hand, pushing back on his knees to give yourself room to in cross your legs. You relaxed into the back of the couch as you let your legs fall open, a cheeky smile on your lips as Zayne noted your stockings went to your upper thigh. “May I keep these on you, my lady?” He made a show of pulling off his white gloves, tossing them in the direction you had disposed of the toy.
“You may, my love.” You smiled as his brows twitched, you adored working him up. Zayne made quick work of you after that, pulling your panties down and off of one leg. “That will do.” He murmured as the lacy material hung from your other ankle, your heel keeping it from going any further. Before you could criticize him for his choice, he was guiding both of your legs up and over each shoulder.
With his meal now laid out before him, Zayne could take his sweet time with you. Your cunt throbbed at the sight of him between your thighs, nose running along the sensitive flesh and inhaling deeply. The heady scent of your arousal had him aching, cock throbbing readily in the tight confines of his trousers. You always smell so delicious, so addictive. Staying true to his current state, he couldn’t stop himself from nuzzling his cheek into your heated skin.
He litters your inner thighs in kisses and licks, biting occasionally just to soothe the mark a moment later. It’s driving you mad, feeling his breath over your skin as he groans and whimpers as the taste of your skin. “Zayne, please. I need you, my love.” You’ve got him wrapped around your finger and he knows it. “As you wish, my lady.” This time, it’s a bit strained. Zayne’s fingers pushed at your dress, aiding you in lifting your hips so he could push the material out from under your ass. “I need to see my meal.” He laughed as your cheeks warmed, lips trembling with anticipation.
You excepted him to dive right in, the throb in your cunt urging him to. And yet, he nuzzled you with his nose, kissing around your lips and up to your pubic bone. His kisses were open mouth and sloppy, leaving saliva trails in his wake as he moved to the apex of your thighs. “Oh fuck…” you whined, your arousal growing stronger. You were leaking at this point, likely leaving a stain on the red cushion below you. Poor Zayne would have to scrub it out later…
Your fingers twisted in the material of your dress, unable to grasp at anything else as Zayne’s head made its way back towards your throbbing pussy. “You smile divine.” It was a gentle murmur, more so to himself than you as his nose ran along your slit. Your breathing had turned ragged, eyelids threatening to close in ecstasy and he hadn’t even got his mouth on you yet. Zayne’s lips began placing open mouth kissed over your folds, lavishing each lip with his tongue before he settled his nose right against your pubic bone. The position had his mouth hovering perfectly over your aching clit, puffy with arousal and begging to be played with. “Please!”
It was nearly a chant at this point, eyes locking with Zayne’s as he smirked against your cunt. Finally, his tongue was slipping between your folds, one hand coming up to rest on your thigh while the other slipped between the two of you to spread your pussy open. With better access, Zayne began greedily lapping at your clit. The bundle of nerves throbbed under his touch, making your entrance ooze with arousal.
“Oh, Zayne!” Your eyes fluttered shut, head falling back against the back of the couch as each lick sent a shrill of pleasure straight through your cunt. He focused all of his attention on your clit, licking and kissing until his chin was wet with your arousal and his own drool. “More… need more.” You babbled, head pulling off the back of the couch to reach down and grab his hair snuggly between two perked cat ears.
They twitched immediately as you brushed them, earning a sharp inhale from Zayne as he wrapped his lips around your clit. A squeal fled your lips as he sucked, sending electricity straight into your abdomen. With his mouth situated over your clit, his fingers spreading your folds moved downwards towards your entrance. He flickered between licking and sucking your clit, slowly inserting two fingers into your greedy cunt and allowing them to be swallowed whole. “S-so good! Zayne, you’re so good…!”
Your praise was endless, beautiful music to both sets of ears. Making his tail twitch in a needy manner as his cock strained painfully. There was likely a wet stain leaking through to the front of his trousers. If he didn’t know the effect you had on his body so well by now, he’d be embarrassed about being so close to coming from just eating your pretty pussy out. Your taste alone was enough to have Zayne’s eyes rolling back. So sweet, so utterly addictive. He craved you.
You could feel your orgasm building as two fingers curled into your velvety heat. Zayne knew your body better than you knew it yourself, knowing exactly where to press and rub inside of your cunt to have you seeing stars. Between his lips suctioned to your puffy clit and his fingers pumping in and out of you at a tortuous fast speed, you’d be coming undone in seconds at this rate. “Oh shit! Zayne!” Your hips nearly lifted off the couch, his grip on your thigh tightening as your heels pressed into his back.
Tears gather in your eyes as the pleasure became overwhelming. A slick squelch was accompanied by the animalistic speed of Zayne’s fingers plunging in and out of you. “Zayne! Gonna cum…. M’gonna cum.” You babbled, tears leaking down your cheeks as the pressure in your abdomen grew. If his mouth wasn’t so preoccupied, he would tell you what a good girl you were being for him. He’d tell you to let go and cum all over his mouth and fingers. Ruin the couch even if it meant he spent hours scrubbing it the next day.
“S-shit! I’m… fuck m’coming!” You whined, head thrown back as your hips stuttered against the couch. Your heels dug painfully into Zayne’s back, your hand gripping his hair just as harshly. It was everything he could have wanted, groaning against your pussy as you came all over his eager mouth and erratic fingers. Zayne didn’t stop until you were sobbing, hips trying to jerk away from his touch as your hand let go of his hair to push on his forehead. “Zayne! S’too much!”
Reluctantly, he pulled away from you. You watched with hazy eyes as he licked his lips, pulling his fingers out a moment later to suck them clean. “You taste so good, my lady. You were such a good girl for me.” A lazy smile crossed your lips, watching him lick all your juices off his hand. “You are such a good kitty, Zayne. You deserve a reward for being so perfect to me.” Zayne’s brow twitched, even with the exhaustion evident in your face, you still wanted to please him.
“My lady, I’m alright for now.” A lie and you both knew it, but your fucked out expression had his heart aching in perfect sync with his weeping cock. “No you aren’t, my love. Switch with me.” You pushed up, letting Zayne help you get your shaking legs off his shoulders. As you moved, you were acutely aware of the wet mark you had left on the couch. “Sit here.” You murmured as you got on your knees, watching Zayne push upwards to sit a little ways off from the lewd stain you had left behind.
With the roles reversed, you could understand why it was so tempting to take your sweet time. Zayne looked beautiful above you, chin still shining with your arousal as he looked down at you expectantly. Zayne watched your fingers dance across his thighs, situating themselves on his belt and making quick work of the fine leather. You tossed them off to the side just as he had tossed his gloves, fingers nimbly undoing the button and zipper before urging Zayne to lift his hips. You pulled the material to his mid-thigh, giggling at the wet patch that had leaked through.
“So needy for me, did eating my pussy get you this horny, my love?” Your sweet tone was a stark difference to the obscene words you had spoken. “You always have this effect on me, my lady.” Zayne’s tone had gone throaty, cheeks crimson as he lifted his hips for you to yank his briefs down too. “I’m so honored, my love. All of this, just for me.” You grinned as his cock sprung out, slapping against his abdomen. He was so beautiful like this.
Zayne’s cock was leaking with precum, his tip a deep shade of pink compared to the rest of its tanned length. It looked as needy as his expression was, eager for you to do something, anything to him. “Since you’ve been such a good boy, Zayne, I’ll give you a special treat.” Zayne whined as your hands moved further from where he wanted them most.
Though, the fluffy black ears perched on his head perked up as your hands moved to the top of your dress. You held his gaze, making quick work of your straps and pushing the soft material off your body until your breasts spilled out. His pupils were blown out the second they landed on your bare chest, it was no secret that Zayne loved your breasts the most.
“My lady…” you hummed at his whine, letting saliva pool on your tongue and drip down to where you were squeezing your breasts together. “Hush, my love. Let me get ready.” Hazel eyes were focused in on the way your spit slid between your cleavage. He knew what was coming, and there was no hiding his excitement as his cock and tail seemed to give him away.
You pushed upwards, leaning on his thighs for support as you spread your breasts and placed his cock snuggly between them. Squeezing them back together around him create a tight embrace, making his eyes flutter shut as a relieved sigh left him. “Do you want me to get you off with my tits, Zayne?” You looked up at him through your lashes, batting them innocently as you waited for his go ahead.
“Course I do, my lady. Want you to get me off…” his breathing was ragged, eyes zeroing in on your pretty breasts squeezing his cock. The warmth from your skin paired with the slick wetness from your spit had his hips rolling upwards subconsciously. “Anything my beautiful boy wishes for, he’ll get. Aren’t I such a good caretaker, my love?” Zayne nodded, already lost in his own pleasure and you had barely done a thing.
“Use your big boy words, Zayne.”
“Y-yes my lady!” His head fell back as you began to pump his cock with your breasts. “The b-best caretaker! My beautiful, wonderful owner. I adore you, fuck I love you more than anything.” He babbled as you tilted your head down, sinking your breasts down to his base so your lips could place languid kisses over his weeping tip. “I love you too.” You breathed out as you found a good pace, angling your head downwards again so that every pump was met with a sweet kiss to his cock head.
Eating you out had already worked Zayne up, unbearably sensitive and already close to coming. His precum mixed with your saliva, making the glide between your breasts much more fluid. “I’m close.” Zayne’s voice filled the space, even over the crackling fireplace all you could hear was Zayne’s wanton moans. “Come for me then, my love.” You encouraged as you sunk down on him again, lips wrapping around his tip and lapping at his slit while your breasts massaged around his shaft.
How could you ever expect him to hold back when you knew all of his weak spots. Zayne barely warned you before his cock was twitching and his release was spurting into your awaiting mouth. You swallowed everything he offered you, pulling off of him with a slick pop as your breasts fell away from his cock. “How was that, my love?” You grinned up at him, exhaustion hitting you again as Zayne looked down at you sleepily. “Amazing, my lady.”
You got up just to colapse into his awaiting arms, breathing in his scent as his tail swished endlessly behind you. “How about we get you cleaned up? Shall I run my lovely lady a bath?” Nothing sounded better, hot water and the calming aroma of bath salts and soap threatened to lull you to sleep. “Only if you join me, my love.” Zayne could agree to that, kissing the top of your head with a gentle hum.
“It would be my pleasure.”