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Pheromones

Summary:

You had read about a special pheromone perfume that made people's boyfriends go crazy for them. You decided to test it out on an already clingy cat butler, Zayne.

Notes:

Pretending the cat event isn't over to deal with the angst of Sylus's myth release.

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You knew this could happen.

You practically asked for it to happen.

But he was so... uninterested at the start, the sudden shift from Zayne's typical straight laced demeanor to the blushing, huffing mess that had you pinned against the counter of the back storage room at Meow's Cafe made you wonder when it happened.


His ears perked at the new scent that emanated from you as you entered Meow's Café and he tilted his head curiously, "new perfume, miss Caretaker?" He inquired in the same matter-of-fact tone he always had. The evol kitties seemed to adore the scent. They were already beginning to crowd at your feet, vying for your attention like you were a brand new catnip toy. But the one kitty you wanted attention from seemed wholly unaffected.

"Yeah, I wanted to try something different. Do you like it?" You tried to press a better response from him but he only leaned forward, pressing a kiss on your forehead, "it's nice." He spoke as he continued his butler duties.

It was underwhelming to say the least.

Oh were you wrong.

Zayne kept his composure until he walked to the back room. Once the door closed behind him, he let go of the breath he was holding in with a heavy heave. 

What was that?!

Just the remnants of the delectable aroma that lingered on his lips made his cock twitch in his slacks. 

God that scent.

He thought about coaxing you back to the room, getting you alone so he could pounce, but the café was still open. While at this moment it didn't really matter to him, he knew you took your tasks seriously. He screwed his eyes shut and took some breaths, "Control yourself, you have a job to do. For her." 

Zayne was almost too diligent for the rest of the afternoon. 

Anything that had to do directly with the kitties he took care of. Any time he saw one coming to you for anything he intercepted and did it himself. He couldn't let those other cats taint the sweet smell that was taunting him, that he was dying to sink his teeth into to, to bury himself in.

Focus, Zayne.

"Zayne? Can you help me get this cat grass down? It needs to be watered." Your voice snapped him back to reality. "Of course." He nodded. He stood behind you, easily reaching the pot of fresh cat grass but that damn perfume made him pause, trapping you between the shelf and his body. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as his tail snaked its way around your leg, the fluffy tip just brushing under your skirt. 

The aroma entranced him and he absentmindedly began pressing his hips into your ass, the thick, throbbing mass making your stomach drop.

Oh. It was working after all.

You felt your face warm as his tail feathered against your core and soft groans escaped Zayne's lips while he rocked against your back. "Z-zayne..." You stammered, choking back the whimper that was building in your throat. 

He exhaled a slow, shaky breath, pulling the pot down and placing it in your hands though he lingered behind you. He leaned down to your ear, his voice almost a breathy whimper, "there's one more kitty for you to look after, Miss Caretaker." He whispered, his tail swiping against your now throbbing cunt once more as he pulled away. The feel of his hot breath lingered on your neck as he stalked away. You had to will yourself to move from the shelf, this task being the last before you could stop. You reached for your spray bottle only to find it gone. 

You were certain the mischievous kitty who took it was named Zayne and he was waiting for you filled you with an excited heat. 

You put the pot down and went to find Zayne in the back room. 

"Zayne, where did you-" You froze as you entered the storage room. It was quite the sight to behold after all. 

Zayne was leaned against the back storage counter, his gloves tossed haphazardly to the side, face coated in a deep red blush as he stroked his hardened shaft. "Please, Miss Caretaker, my Caretaker. Don't make me do this alone." His whimpered plea was borderline pathetic as his eyes met yours. You don't think you had ever seen Zayne like this, so desperately begging to be touched, it lit a fire in you so fierce that you couldn't deny the request. 

He did ask so nicely.

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as you walked over to him, wrapping one hand around the back of his neck and pulling him into a hot kiss as the other replaced his hand on his length. He cursed quietly into your mouth as he thrust languidly into your hand, his pre-cum already coating your fingers. His whines against your lips as your fingers worked his shaft filled you with delight, "shh kitty, you'll alert OTTO-Manager." You whispered, kissing down to his neck to tease the skin with your teeth. He pressed his lips together though it didn't do much to stop the whimpers and groans escaping his throat.

His tail found its way between your legs once more, the tip swiping against your dampening panties. "Such an impatient kitty, aren't we?" You teased, pulling your hand back to cup his cheek, swiping your thumb over his plush bottom lip. "I'd say I've been very patient... I've wanted you all day. It was so hard keeping those other kitties away from you." He purred darkly. You bit your lip and met his eyes with yours, "is that so? I suppose you deserve a reward then." You sunk down to your knees, positioning yourself between his legs. You licked a long stripe from the base of his shaft all the way to the swollen, leaking tip. "Good, so good." He groaned softly, lacing his fingers into your hair, pulling it into a loose ponytail. You looked up at him from under your long lashes as you opened your mouth wide, slowly taking him into your mouth. 

He braced himself against the counter and leaned his head back with a hiss as your warm, wet mouth enveloped his cock. You gagged slightly as you took him down to the hilt, his pubes tickling your nose as he entered your throat. His grip in your hair tightened as he began pumping into your mouth, each thrust making the pendant hanging on his waist coat collide with your forehead. 

Saliva pooled at the corners of your lips, threatening to drip down your chin with each sloppy rut into your mouth. Zayne looked down at you, a satisfied smile curling on his lips, "You look so perfect with my cock in your mouth." He whispered, pushing himself deeper down your throat. 

The corners of your eyes crinkled as a jovial hum emanated from your throat, the vibrations of which made Zayne grit his teeth. His other hand came down to caress your cheek, "You like when I tell you how pretty you are?" The happy giggle and the deepening crease of your eyes made him hiss with pleasure, "Fuck... my darling caretaker, you look so beautiful when you take me in your mouth like this." His breath hitched and his body shuddered as each one of your positive vibrations from his praises burned at his core. You could feel his cock throbbing wildly against your tongue as his each stroke into your lips got faster. 

You braced your hands against his thighs as you hummed encouragingly, earning a deep breathy groan from him. "You want me to fill your mouth, is that it?" He purred, running his thumb over your chin. "Mhm." You nodded slightly, not wanting to let up his pleasure. 

Your body was buzzing with excitement as you watched Zayne become undone above you. He clenched his jaw as your wide eyes met his pleasure clouded ones, "keep looking at me just like that, beauty." A deep, strained groan ripped from his throat as one more powerful thrust sent his seed streaming into your mouth and down your throat. His nails scratched against your scalp as you continued to suck him through his pleasure, making sure to milk every drop you could out of him. He shuddered as you pulled away from his cock with a wet pop, a satisfied smile curling on your lips. "Feel better?" 

Zayne chuckled and shook his head, his breathing still heavy as he pulled you to your feet, his tail wrapping around your waist and pulling you to him. Your eyes widened as you felt his still solid length against your thigh. 

Oh? Oh.

He pressed his forehead against yours, your lips a just a hair apart, "This kitty needs a bit more before he's satisfied, miss caretaker."

Before you could speak his lips crashed into yours, his lips and tongue hungry for yours. He took this chance to turn and press you against the counter, bracing one hand on the cool wood while the other cupped your cheek. You gasped into his mouth as he slowly rutted his shaft against your thigh, his tip leaving a slick trail where it touched. He trailed his lips from yours down to your neck, inhaling that intoxicating scent deeply before letting out a euphoric breath. "God, you smell delicious." His breath against your skin made your tingle. You clapped your hand over your mouth as he sunk his teeth into the sensitive skin where your neck and shoulder met, "I need more of you." He mumbled against you, trailing his lips up and down the crook of your neck, each breath that he took making his cock jump against your thigh. 

"Please, give me more." You weren't sure if it was the plea itself or the way he whispered it against your sensitive skin that set your core alight but you craved his touch as much as he craved yours. 

"Be a good kitty and please your caretaker." You whispered in response. 

You could feel the smile curling on his lips at your command. He slid his hands up under your skirt, pulling off your now soaked panties in one quick motion, leaving them pooled at your ankles. He then moved his hands down behind your thighs and hoisted you on to the edge of the counter. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as he positioned himself between your legs. 

He buried his face in the crook of your neck once more as he rocked his hips against yours, his cock gliding over your folds. You bit your lower lip as his tip pressed into your clit with each teasing rut. With one more deep inhale, he pushed into your wanting pussy. Your teeth came down harder on your lip as you tried to contain the sounds of your pleasure. Zayne's fingertips pressed into your thighs as he pushed deeper, groaning as your walls constricted around his length. His thrust were deep and slow at first as if he was savoring the feel of your core pulling him in. But with each breath he took, that tantalizingly sweet smell, your scent, clouded his mind. 

Deeper

Harder 

Faster

It was almost as if being buried to the hilt inside you wasn't enough. If he could meld your flesh to his maybe that could satiate this animalistic hunger that consumed his every thought. Your whimpers as whines as you tried to keep yourself quiet only made him go harder. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist as each thunderous thrust hit perfectly into your sweet spot.

"Z-Zayne, I-I'm gonna–" You began to choke out, attempting and failing to keep your voice down. He pulled back enough to meet your pleasure clouded eyes as he clapped his hand over your mouth. "I can feel you, hold it for just a moment, darling." He whispered, not letting up his pace. You wanted to protest but just outside the door you could hear the whirring of OTTO-manager approaching. Part of you wanted to tell him to slow down for surely even if it couldn't hear you, it could hear the loud slapping of his skin against yours. But the rest of you felt too good to give up the delicious pressure building deep in your core that was just about to blow. 

Your body began to tremble and your vision clouded as you desperately tried to hold out while OTTO-Manager passed by. It seemed to linger for what felt like an eternity, though the thought getting caught now, so close to your undoing, only made you want it more. 

When the robot finally passed, Zayne removed his hand from your mouth and held your chin, "You did so well, now let it all out for me." You only managed to nod in response as his words undid an invisible lock that was holding you together. Your nails dug into him as the turbulent waves of your pleasure consumed you. Zayne followed suit, burying his face in your neck once more to be completely enveloped by you while he filled your womb. 

You collapsed against his chest as the aftershock of your orgasm still coursed through you, "I didn't think the perfume would affect you this much." You huffed quietly.

Zayne chuckled and shook his head, "I already found your natural scent arousing, but this was irresistible. Next time wear it only for me." His tone darkened as he looked up at you, "although this time, I'm sure those kitties will have no problem knowing that this caretaker belongs to me."