[ there's a vague semblance of a routine between them, even with tj's irregular schedule and his penchant for giving into puppy's incessant needs. it has been a strange few weeks for them both for as much as tj is a people pleaser, someone who likes being around others, he hasn't lived with anyone like this. it makes him warm, it makes him happy, but it also makes him wonder when the rug will be pulled out from under him.
even so, it hasn't been. not yet. he revels in the affection, the attention, the opportunity to be genuinely soft with puppy in between sex. tj has always been someone who will want a relationship and this – sharing showers, making breakfast, all of it – feels pretty darn close to it.
but he doesn't mention that. not yet.
he had been sleeping soundly after a good night that left him tuckered out, but tj is a light sleeper. it's those protective wolf instincts within him, ensuring that his home and those he cares about will always be safe. it doesn't register immediately what puppy is saying but tj rolls over anyway, not completely on his stomach or on his side, slowly draping an arm around the other's waist. ]
Wh – [ with parted lips, he opens his eyes completely to the sight of his cat writhing next to him, lithe body overwarm and rocking against him. ] Oh, Puppy...
[ he starts out soothing, flattening his palm against puppy's back so that he can stroke up and down his spine. a kiss is dropped against the top of his head as tj quickly tries to regain consciousness. ]
[the first one is always— puppy wouldn't call it disappointing, but it's a damn near thing. he comes, and it's a thin kind of orgasm, the kind that feels like an afterthought, and it sends puppy crying in frustration against tj's side. the toy's as deep as it can get inside him, the flared base keeping it in place - puppy has the hysterical thought of forcing the toy past even that for the small hope of some relief.
sweat sticks to his skin. the air feels thick against puppy's mouth. his body's still trembling from the high of an orgasm when he feels the heat in him crest again, like a wave that can't wait to crash against the shore.
puppy sobs against tj. he's starting to smell himself - sickly sweet, heavy with the pheromones - and puppy sobs again, whines low in his throat as he squeezes his thighs together in hopes of getting the toy to push against his prostate a little harder.
just a little more. just a bit more, he just has to—]
Too hot.
[he gets the words off his tongue before he's pushing himself up on the bed, hands shaking but determined as he pulls at tj's pants, pulling them down just enough to draw him out. single-minded focus has always been puppy's best trait, and applied to this situation he's razor-sharp - he's pulling his best tricks, pun not intended, as he brings tj's length to attention.]
Kiss? Please? [he knows how he sounds like. puppy knows he's begging so early in the morning. he's done so much more less, before.] Touch me, I'm dying.
[ he can tell he's unsatisfied, wound up too tightly for any toy to give him any release. tj has never been around puppy during heat, but he's more than well-acquainted with the concept. the new, sweet scent engulfs him, almost makes him dizzy in his sleepy haze. tj still isn't fully awake, his reaction time a little slower than usual, but he does slowly turn onto his side, prompted by puppy tugging his pants down his hips. a groan slips past his lips as it doesn't take him long to be aroused, even in this state. ]
Puppy –
[ it's a pitying thing, the sounds that reach his ears, which instantly pulls at tj's heartstrings, always wanting to hang the moon for him, offering as much as he can without much of a thought. a hand reaches down to curve around the other's ass cheek, pulling puppy's leg around his waist so that he can start to grind against him at least until tj's worked to full hardness. ]
I've got you, [ he groans before he lowers his head for a kiss, sleepy and ardent, tongue flicking out for a taste of him. goodness knows he has more than enough stamina, but he's yet to test it against the heat of a cat. ]
[grinding against each other is a pale imitation of what puppy wants, and what he wants is to feel full, to feel taken and made whole by the someone else's hands. puppy's never been one to be aggressive, though, not in the way that breaks other people's comfort, so he waits with as much patience as he can for tj to give him what he's begging for. because he's begging, now - a litany of please and make me feel you and inside me rolling off puppy's tongue like cool river water limned by the sun.
the first orgasm comes with little fanfare - puppy comes against tj's still-dressed thigh, staining the cloth, but it's a thin orgasm that does little to soothe the cat's nerves. if anything, it makes puppy feel worse, as his nerves light up, primed for something much stronger.
he eases the toy out of him, throwing it aside and onto the floor with a wet thud. both hands come up to tj's shoulders and grips tight there, blunt nails scratching where they can.]
Come inside me, please? I'll do anything you want. Anything, just... Ah...
[he's not going to cry. not yet, at least, but god is it tempting.]
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even so, it hasn't been. not yet. he revels in the affection, the attention, the opportunity to be genuinely soft with puppy in between sex. tj has always been someone who will want a relationship and this – sharing showers, making breakfast, all of it – feels pretty darn close to it.
but he doesn't mention that. not yet.
he had been sleeping soundly after a good night that left him tuckered out, but tj is a light sleeper. it's those protective wolf instincts within him, ensuring that his home and those he cares about will always be safe. it doesn't register immediately what puppy is saying but tj rolls over anyway, not completely on his stomach or on his side, slowly draping an arm around the other's waist. ]
Wh – [ with parted lips, he opens his eyes completely to the sight of his cat writhing next to him, lithe body overwarm and rocking against him. ] Oh, Puppy...
[ he starts out soothing, flattening his palm against puppy's back so that he can stroke up and down his spine. a kiss is dropped against the top of his head as tj quickly tries to regain consciousness. ]
this is just mega thirst i'm sorry
sweat sticks to his skin. the air feels thick against puppy's mouth. his body's still trembling from the high of an orgasm when he feels the heat in him crest again, like a wave that can't wait to crash against the shore.
puppy sobs against tj. he's starting to smell himself - sickly sweet, heavy with the pheromones - and puppy sobs again, whines low in his throat as he squeezes his thighs together in hopes of getting the toy to push against his prostate a little harder.
just a little more. just a bit more, he just has to—]
Too hot.
[he gets the words off his tongue before he's pushing himself up on the bed, hands shaking but determined as he pulls at tj's pants, pulling them down just enough to draw him out. single-minded focus has always been puppy's best trait, and applied to this situation he's razor-sharp - he's pulling his best tricks, pun not intended, as he brings tj's length to attention.]
Kiss? Please? [he knows how he sounds like. puppy knows he's begging so early in the morning. he's done so much more less, before.] Touch me, I'm dying.
zero complaints
Puppy –
[ it's a pitying thing, the sounds that reach his ears, which instantly pulls at tj's heartstrings, always wanting to hang the moon for him, offering as much as he can without much of a thought. a hand reaches down to curve around the other's ass cheek, pulling puppy's leg around his waist so that he can start to grind against him at least until tj's worked to full hardness. ]
I've got you, [ he groans before he lowers his head for a kiss, sleepy and ardent, tongue flicking out for a taste of him. goodness knows he has more than enough stamina, but he's yet to test it against the heat of a cat. ]
peeks back in
the first orgasm comes with little fanfare - puppy comes against tj's still-dressed thigh, staining the cloth, but it's a thin orgasm that does little to soothe the cat's nerves. if anything, it makes puppy feel worse, as his nerves light up, primed for something much stronger.
he eases the toy out of him, throwing it aside and onto the floor with a wet thud. both hands come up to tj's shoulders and grips tight there, blunt nails scratching where they can.]
Come inside me, please? I'll do anything you want. Anything, just... Ah...
[he's not going to cry. not yet, at least, but god is it tempting.]