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"So...is he going to be okay?"
"What do you mean by that? Jisung, he only has missing teeth, not a disease or something."
Seungmin rolled his eyes, watching the Russian blue cat hybrid walk on all fours, wandering all over Jisung's house.
"He's smart, he just doesn't talk much. Good luck."
Seungmin reached for the door when Jisung stopped him. "What do you mean by good luck?"
"You can do it," was all Jisung heard from his friend until he disappeared into his sight in a second. He could even hear him running outside of his apartment.
Jisung's focus went back to the addition in the house, which was now scratching his shelf with his claws. Jisung rushed to stop him, Minho as what was in his tag, from destroying all of the things in it.
"No, no. That's not where you do that. We're not going to do that."
Minho glared at him, and even though Jisung was the owner in this part, he couldn't help but feel intimidated with Minho's green eyes staring directly at him.
But that all drowned when Minho hissed at him, his mouth opening, and Jisung couldn't stop himself from giggling.
Just like what Seungmin mentioned, he had missing teeth. His fangs along with the teeth that were supposed to be beside them, so he looked like a bunny with an extra set of teeth, but that's it.
Jisung was so concerned when he learned of this fact before he signed the papers for Minho. He thought that Minho lost them because of a bad experience with other humans, but no.
Turned out that his foot hit a metal bar one day, and because of Minho's temper, he decided to get revenge and started biting the metal bar, thinking that he could defeat that. Of course, Minho, and sadly his teeth, lost, and the doctors had to remove the parts that remained so new ones could grow.
But they haven't started growing, and to Jisung, Minho looked cute and funny at the same time.
Minho's ears quickly turned red when he heard Jisung's laughter, so he pushed him away and ran towards the bathroom, locking himself in.
"Oh, no no no. Minho!" Jisung ran to the bathroom and tried to turn the knob, only to be disappointed when it didn't budge. "Minho, please come out. I didn't mean to laugh, I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
Jisung should've expected that Minho was going to act that way. He's a cat, of course. In the end, Jisung had to get the key to the bathroom to let himself in, while Minho sat on the floor, facing away from him.
"I'm sorry, Minho. I didn't mean to laugh. They said that your teeth will grow soon so we'll just have to wait it out, okay?"
Minho didn't say anything as he stood up. He only continued to glare at Jisung, his tail wagging in an aggressive motion.
"Okay, uhmmm...lunch?"
Minho walked out of the room, with Jisung trailing behind like he was the one being trained. Minho went straight to the kitchen, as if asserting that he did like the proposed idea. Jisung went straight to the fridge and started preparing whatever dish he had in mind. The only problem was that Minho was watching him, attentively, with one brow raised and his arms crossed across his chest, judging.
"Not going to eat that." Minho said, pertaining to the ingredients that Jisung was mixing in a bowl.
"Hey! It's going to be good...I hope." Jisung hadn't really thought of preparing meals for someone else because he had always lived alone in his apartment, and according to his palate, his cooking is somewhat... passable.
"No." Minho pushed him out of the way and snatched the bowl out his hands. He then proceeded to drain the concoction Jisung was making.
"Hey! Don't waste food like that!"
But Jisung was ignored as Minho started preparing another dish. He was fast, and Jisung somehow believed in his cooking skills because he looked, well, skilled.
Minho grabbed the pot and put it on the stove, and Jisung could only watch, wondering what this cat had been doing this whole time to be good at cooking.
Jisung decided to help by grabbing plates and setting the table as Minho put everything else in place.
"Okay, let's e— where you going?"
Minho picked up his plate and started walking towards the balcony. "You laugh," he answered without looking back.
Oh, god.
"I said I was sorry!"
Of course, Minho did not forgive him that time, or the whole day, or the next couple of days, weeks. He really took a grudge over Jisung laughing at his missing teeth.
Jisung could only work with the little attention that he was being spared.
I should've gotten a dog.
Time went by and Jisung got used to Minho ignoring him most of the time that they would only meet when they needed to eat, sleep, or bathe (which of course the housecat didn't like).
That was why he was so surprised when Minho disturbed him from his work one day, barging in his workroom like he owned the place, and forcefully turning his chair so he would face Minho.
"Teeth."
"Wha…?"
"I have teeth! Look!"
Minho opened his mouth, tilting his head back and lifting his upper lip with his fingers so Jisung could get the context of what he was trying to say.
Teeth. He wasn't lying. There were white stuff growing from Minho's gums, very tiny in size that Jisung wouldn't see them if not for Minho purposely pointing them out for him to see.
"Oh, yeah! That's cool! You'll have your teeth growing in no time."
"Yeah, and you won't be able to laugh at me anymore."
"Come on! That was a long time ago!"
Minho only stuck his tongue out, before walking out and shutting the door closed, leaving Jisung confused, and at the same time, happy that his kitten's finally smiling a bit.
What people didn't inform Jisung was that a teething cat hybrid would be such a pain, literally.
He thought that he would rejoice the fact that Minho would come to him on his own, grab his hand and just rub himself all over it. He thought that it was their way to mark territories and stuff. He was somehow right, but not quite.
Because Minho would grab his arm and just bite into it, his full grown front teeth digging into his skin. It didn't hurt, but it would leave red marks all over his arm, and sometimes he'd be surprised that Minho's doing that under his desk, gnawing on his legs.
It became worse when his teeth had grown to almost 90% of its size, meaning his fangs would dig into his skin much deeper than the rest.
All this time, Jisung couldn't scold Minho nor get mad at him for using him as a chew toy. This was actually the way that Jisung got closer to Minho in some way. He liked it when Minho would just come up to him and start biting, and Seungmin said it's normal for a teething hybrid, so Jisung would let him have his way.
Even when Minho's teeth had grown to their full size, he would still come up to Jisung, open his mouth and just flex his new set of teeth to him, with a smug grin reminding Jisung how he laughed at him when those teeth weren't there. To spite him some more, Minho would even ask for Jisung to brush his teeth, but of course, being the good companion that he was, Jisung would do so, because it meant more time spent with his cute kitten.
"Damn, this one's hard," Jisung mumbled as he scrolled through his phone, looking for an easy recipe he could cook for Minho because he's been responsible for their dishes ever since he got here, and Jisung as the owner of the house, and Minho, felt really embarrassed about it, so he wanted to at least make up with the lack of hospitality with a dish he could pull off.
He continued looking for video tutorials, but he got distracted when Minho suddenly turned around, placing his right leg over Jisung's body and nuzzling his face on the side of Jisung's neck while letting out a soft purr.
Jisung checked, and Minho was still asleep. He let him stay in that position because he didn't want to wake him up, and he was fine with the closeness, anyway, considering the fact that they always sleep side by side.
Jisung put his hand on top of Minho's head and started patting his soft, grey hair, his other hand still on his phone. Apparently, all the recommended dishes for him were either too hard to do, or Jisung just didn't want to do all the procedures.
In the end, he decided to put his phone down and join Minho with his literal slumber party. He was getting jealous that he's getting all the rest he needed while Jisung's out here, stressing over a food he could cook for Minho other than fried and boiled food.
He closed his eyes, ready to be knocked out to sleep when he felt Minho's teeth slightly biting on the flesh of his neck. He wanted to look at it but if he moved, he might wake Minho up.
Like always, it didn't hurt, but Minho's soft purr together with the light sucking motion that he was doing, was affecting Jisung a little too much. His neck is very sensitive, so who could blame him?
He strued staying still, the best that he could, but Minho didn't stop. Jisung figured that he might be dreaming of his usual teething routine, but it wouldn't change the fact that he was getting turned on.
Jisung decided that that was enough for the night, so he slowly pushed Minho away from him. He winced a little when his skin got caught between Minho's teeth, but in the end, he succeeded in escaping without waking Minho up.
A trip to the bathroom was necessary after that.
"What happened to your neck?"
"You did this last night?"
"Oh, yeah?" Minho seemed unfazed about the fact that there was a red spot on Jisung's neck and it was his doing. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You were sleeping soundly. I was scared you'd bite me for real if I disturb you."
"That's true. Then I guess I have a new biting spot." Minho announced as he shoved another dumpling in his mouth.
"No!" Jisung reacted quickly, putting his chopsticks down for the point to be clearer for his kitten.
"Why not? You let me bite your arms and legs. What's the matter with your neck?"
"It's... it's a no. I won't let you. I...I don't like wearing turtlenecks and it's hard to hide them without those," Jisung lied through his teeth. He started eating again to mask away the nervousness he was showing, and hopefully the cat in front of him wouldn't catch on his bluff.
Minho only stared at him, the usual judging stare he would do when Jisung did something questionable or weird. After a few seconds, Minho dropped his eyes and went back to eating his cooking...because Jisung burned what he had prepared for them.
So much for researching the night before.
It was finally time for them to sleep, and as usual, Jisung's eyes were trained on his phone. This time, he wasn't searching for any recipe, but back to his unusual recommendations about aliens and theories.
Minho joined him in bed after watching his favorite cooking show in the living room. He crawled next to Jisung, peering over his shoulder with his arms resting on Jisung's sides.
"You want to watch?"
Minho only nodded, his eyes already focused over the What If video playing on the screen. Jisung decided to let him be and watched the video with him.
He should've known better.
Out of nowhere, Minho decided to bite his neck, but instead of a scream or a yelp, Jisung whined.
He immediately covered his mouth, the realization kicking in that he just let Minho hear his reaction out loud.
"What was that?" Minho snickered, tilting his head so he could see Jisung's reaction better. Jisung was already flushed up to the neck, and he didn't even know how to defend himself.
He got up and started walking towards the door when Minho chased him, his tail wrapped around his wrist to stop him from his tracks.
"Minho, let go of me right now."
"Nope. Not until you tell me why you reacted like that."
"It caught me off guard, okay?!" Jisung shouted, shaking off the grip of Minho's tail on his hand.
"Nobody makes that kind of sound when they're surprised! And why are you even blushing?"
Jisung held his face as soon as Minho mentioned it. "I... it's because you bit me! And I was shocked!"
"Come on, Jisung. You can't lie to me. My senses are way better than you in all aspects."
Jisung knew that, but he still hoped that there was a chance to make Minho believe his bluffs.
"Okay, fine! Just don't make fun of me! I have a very... sensitive neck."
"I kind of have that figured out." Minho pulled Jisung closer to him by wrapping his long tail around Jisung's tiny waist.
Minho tilted Jisung's head with a finger on his chin, searching his eyes if he was up to what Minho was planning. When Jisung made a little nod before looking away, the kitten did not waste any time, biting and sucking on the side of Jisung's neck like a vampire on his first time tasting blood.
Jisung stayed still as much as he could, tensing his body up so as to not show Minho how bad (good) the effect was on him. Minho was an expert, and at the back of Jisung's head, he somehow wished that Minho didn't grow his teeth.
When the mischievous cat was done, Jisung was out of breath. He still refused to look at Minho's eyes because he already expected what kind of smug expression he was wearing.
"You look so cute like that, Jisung."
"Shut up. Let's just go to bed." Jisung sighed, hoping that he at least sounded annoyed with the last cells of rationality left on his body.
"Oh, of course."
Jisung didn't get why Minho sounded so haughty until he was being dragged by the tail on his waist. Since he wasn't ready, he stumbled with his own feet, landing on the bed with a thud.
Then again, his body didn't give the appropriate reaction when he straight up moaned.
"Oh? Do you like some force in you?" Minho teased, his tail pulling Jisung closer to him.
Jisung decided that it was all too much humiliation for the night, so he hid his face behind his hands, refusing to uncover it when Minho asked him. Being the persistent cat that he was, Minho hovered on top of Jisung, then started kissing the back of his hands.
"You haven't been getting any action since you got me," Minho started speaking, his rough tongue licking on Jisung's fingers, hoping that it would make Jisung remove them from his face. "I can change that tonight, if you let me."
Jisung slowly put his hands away from his face, peeking over Minho who was on top of him, smiling with his cute teeth showing, like he hadn't done anything to rile Jisung up.
"Are you... serious? You'd do that for me?"
"I'm starting to take pity on you. There might be cobwebs up your ass and you don't even know."
"Fuck you! Let's just sleep!" Jisung hit Minho by the chest. This time, he was really annoyed with this cat's smartass comments.
"I'm kidding! Well...not really, but you already popped a boner with just the neck sucking so…"
Jisung did not expect that he could be more embarrassed than he actually was, looking down at his trousers, to confirm that Minho wasn't lying.
"Come on now, Jisung. There's really no point in hiding."
There really was. Jisung was out here revealing himself, being too obvious, so it wouldn't make any sense in pretending that he didn't like it.
In the end, he decided to give up, putting his hands around Minho's neck, and finally mustering the courage to face him directly.
"Just this once! This is not going to happen again!"
"I doubt that."
Jisung was about to make a rebuttal when Minho shut him up before he could even say anything by pressing their lips together. His hands were restless, not missing a beat to creep up inside his shirt and feel him up. Jisung whimpered when he felt Minho's hands caressing his chest.
The kiss lasted very shortly, and Minho was once again targeting his neck, biting on the other side and leaving pretty marks on it, too.
Minho pulled away only to admire the red spots that he left over Jisung's skin. He smiled, feeling proud of his creation, before stripping Jisung naked.
"I should've bitten more of you. You'd look so pretty with all the bite marks around your body," Minho complimented, his fingers pressing over Jisung's nipples, making him choke a moan. He gripped on the sheets to ground himself, feeling so small yet so turned on with how Minho looked at him with his fierce eyes, as if he was the last meal he would devour.
Minho's eyes clawed him further down, his nails traveling towards his hips, stopping just a few inches from his visible erection. He began to tease Jisung by running his furry tail over his length. With Jisung's breath hitching, he knew that his tactic was working. He continued doing this for a while, and when he pulled his tail away, Jisung was already leaking with pre-cum.
"I didn't know that you'd be this—"
"Don't continue that sentence, Minho. I swear to god. Let's just get this over with."
"Alright, alright." Minho climbed off the bed to open Jisung's drawer, grabbing the essential things needed to continue what they were doing. "So how do you want to do it?"
"Hey! How do you know those items were there?!" Jisung shot up as he saw Minho shuffling through his things for only a couple of seconds before emerging back with a condom and a bottle of lube in his hands, the question completely ignored.
"You really don't try to hide them, anyway. As I was asking, how do you wanna do it?" Minho was already back in bed, sitting between Jisung's legs, playing with the wrapped condom between his fingers.
"I...uhhh...like this." Jisung felt weird as the words slipped out of his mouth. God, he was so ashamed to actually be having sex with his hybrid, who he should be taking care of, but at the same time, how could he resist? He was a menace, and he totally knew what he was doing. Maybe Jisung would remember to ask Minho why he's such an expert with things.
"Can't get enough of my beautiful face?"
"Minho, can you please stop being so conceited for o—ahhhh…."
Jisung was cut mid sentence when he felt Minho's cold and wet fingers teasing his hole. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand but Minho pulled it down, his intense gaze once again boring holes at him.
"And here I thought owners are supposed to please their pets." Minho stated, before pushing a finger in, making Jisung moan louder, his hands grasping on the cushions.
Jisung didn't know if something was wrong with him when he felt more turned on with Minho's condescending tone. He believed that he should be at least a little mad at him for saying that, but at the same time he couldn't. At this point, he'd let Minho do anything.
Minho leaned down to kiss him again while his fingers worked magic down below. Months of not getting any stimulation from other people had Jisung melting like a puddle with every movement he felt inside him.
When Minho pulled his fingers out, Jisung couldn't help but whine, to which Minho grinned. At this point, Jisung's shame was already down the drain. He wanted to feel something inside him, and that was all he could think of when Minho started strippjng himself in front of him. Jisung had always seen him naked whenever he showered him, but this was the first time he had seen his dick rock hard. Jisung held his breath when Minho faced his direction again, biting on the wrapper of the condom and tearing it open.
"You are a dangerous kind."
"Didn't your friend warn you about me?" Minho asked as he put the condom in.
Jisung didn't really ask much when he got Minho, and maybe that was a mistake that he overlooked. He only listened to his friend, Seungmin, asking him if he wanted to adopt this kitten, and that he would be a really good addition to Jisung's "single and lonely" life, as Seungmin described it. Jisung had wanted to have a hybrid for the longest time so he immediately said yes.
And here he was, covered with bite marks and about to get dicked down.
"Yeah, yeah, call me stupid for not asking."
"Hmmm…" Minho's tail, to which Jisung still didn't understand how the fuck was it so strong, wrapped itself around Jisung's left thigh and pushing it up to his torso so Minho would have better access, "I can fuck you stupid."
Jisung didn't have time to react when Minho grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand, his other hand guiding his dick inside him. Jisung scrunched his face when he felt the stretch, breathing heavily as Minho put all of his length inside him.
Minho slowly pulled out, leaving the tip as the only connection their bodies had, and then plunging back in, causing Jisung to let a high-pitched moan escape his lips.
Minho then began to thrusts inside him, and Jisung couldn't care much about the sounds that he was letting out. It felt so good and Minho was doing so great, especially for someone who had been touch deprived for a long time.
His eyes began to tear when Minho started hitting his prostate, and with one of his legs lifted up, Minho was hitting at an angle that Jisung felt fuller than before.
Jisung lifted his head off of the pillow to chase Minho's lips, kissing him with all his might and muffling his own sounds between their lips. Minho let him slip his tongue inside him, because they both knew that Minho couldn't really use his due to its rough texture, so Jisung's long tongue did most of the work, tasting the inside of his mouth and even licking Minho's unforgiving teeth, the one that started it all. He hated them but at the same time he loved them.
Jisung pulled away and threw his head back when Minho's thrusts quickened, all aiming at his sweet spot. He wrapped his legs around Minho's waist, causing his tail to move spots, this time giving attention to his neglected dick. Jisung bit his lip as he held himself back from finishing too soon when he felt Minho's fur on his sensitive tip.
He wanted to call out Minho's name, but Jisung could only produce incoherent sounds at this point, too far gone with pleasure as Minho continued to pound him down the mattress. He bucked his hips upward to meet Minho's thrusts as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. He believed that Minho got what he was implying when he let go of his wrists so Jisung could hold on to him while he resumed to fuck him hard.
Jisung dug his nails on Minho's arms as he came all over his stomach, clenching around Minho's length that had the other filling up the condom as well. Minho helped both of them with their orgasms, keeping his pace during their highs and stopping only when they're both done, so as to not overstimulate his owner.
Minho rolled off of Jisung, with the condom being tossed to the side. They were both panting, with Minho having the heavier breathing for obvious reasons. A few minutes later, once Jisung's mind had been cleared a bit, he sat up, looking at the mess that was their bed, assessing the aftermath.
He could see the cum painted all over his stomach, as well as some of Minho's fur sticking on his dick. He groaned as he stood up, limping a bit as he picked up the condom that was on the other side of the bed and threw it in the bin.
"Hey, Minho. No sleeping. We gotta wash up."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
Jisung rolled his eyes before grabbing Minho's foot and dragging him off the bed. Minho hissed at him, but Jisung was glad that he didn't have much energy left so he could drag him all the way to the showers, which of course he didn't, because in the end, he carried him.
After the very exhausting shower that they did because Minho kept on running away from the water, they were finally settled in bed once again, with Minho getting knocked out as soon as his body hit the soft mattress.
Jisung watched him sleep, even taking a few pictures of his sleeping face, with his mouth open and his cute yet sinful teeth on display.
"Who would've thought you could be more mischievous than you already are?"
If only Jisung asked more information from Seungmin, he would've known the answer to that.
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