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“Good afternoon, Hyacine!” Phainon chirped out, feeling a smile creeping on his face as he settled into his regular booth. Letting a quiet sigh escape him as he welcomed the familiar plush to comfort him a little, he had always loved this joint and came here to focus.
The background noise was just.. Nice for him, that’s all!
“Hello Mr. Khaslana, are you here for your regular?” Hyacine asked at the edge of the table, and that was enough to make him take in the sight of that always much too happy and friendly bunny-hybrid who beamed him such an earnest smile.
Phainon could only curtly nod over it, “Mm, I have an important meeting to do today and was hoping my favorite cafe would be a good backdrop to help me focus..”
‘Important meeting’ was one thing to call it, but he preferred to refer to it as a meeting with his google spreadsheets if anything. A horrible thing that kept him up at night and had been doing that for the past few days, if anything, he just hoped that sitting in this nice quiet cafe and getting some decent drinks would relax him a little.
That, and the ambience of the world moving around him was never a bad thing, he had always been someone who could focus on multiple things at once, and for that reason he found the busy life of the world moving around him something relaxing more than not.
“Naturally!” Hyacine replied with another quick and eager nod of her hand, only to make Phainon pause as his eyes looked at the menu that he knew from the front to the back by heart. A thing that he was almost proud of, if not for the way none of his friends ever wanted to come to this cafe with him..
“But I have been wanting to try the.. New dirty sodas?” Phainon told her in a questioning tone, unable to help the confusion that leaked into his words as he tried to figure out the best way to order such a silly thing.
He was too old for them, really.. It sounded like a fad for much younger people, and not at all for him - and that was why he felt almost nervous as he asked for it..
“Oh! Those are unique items, really.. I would have to get a different waiter to give you one of those,” Hyacine told him with a rather puzzled expression on her lips, quirking her lips to the side as she seemed to bite at her gums from behind them. An oddity, but Phainon didn’t dare press it as she spoke again; “Is that alright?”
“That would be fine, I still will leave a tip for you!” Phainon told her happily, doing his best to try to reassure Hyacine that it was fine! He could handle a different waiter and really, he didn’t know what the fuss was!
Or, well.. Unless she knew his age? Maybe she was actually judging him for once in her life and couldn’t hide it in her expression? That was a little mortifying and made Phainon want to hang his head in shame as his ear twitched at the side of his head, but he was determined.. He wanted to try them, that’s all!
Hyacine did, however, perk up a little, beaming out such a happy smile as she nodded a few times one more. An action that almost made Phainon worried for her neck with how much she was trying to reassure him on the matter..
“As giving as always.. Which one did you want to try? I’ll have them bring it out for you as soon as possible!”
“Just the basic Coca Cola one, if that’s fine?” Phainon asked with his finger on the menu, spinning it a little to look at all the fancy photos of the drinks but really he wasn’t a very wild man with his tastes. He was a basic person who liked his water and sometimes when he felt a little bit crazy he would get a sprite to spice things up a little bit.
Though Hyacine only gave him a little smile at that, “Mhm! I’ll get them to you in a jiffy!”
“Thanks,” Phainon nodded with a friendly smile as he moved to get out his laptop with a new heavy sigh escaping him.
Too many meetings were soon; it was exhausting to put up with and he really needed to focus on his work, that was precisely why he could only find himself here once again. Lashing his tail before moving to prop his head on his hand with boredom creeping onto his face.
He was good at his job; maybe too good at it to where it was just a drag in his life, but he supposed as long as the money was good, what harm was there in taking life easy?
“Dirty Coca Cola?” A new voice spoke to him, and Phainon found himself too focused on his work to even look at the speaker - he would eventually. But for now, his brows were knitted together as he struggled to finish that spreadsheet, feeling his sanity slip further and further away as he sighed.
“Mhm,” Phainon offered in reply as he leaned forward to blink at the mess of tables in his graph.
“Right,” That deep voice spoke. “How much milk do you want in it?”
Phainon felt himself breathing out another sigh at that - moving his eyes to look at the speaker only to feel his mind draw a complete blank over the sight that had been awaiting him.
Big.
That was the first word that came to Phainon’s mind as his eyes stared at the cow-hybrid who was standing at the side of his corner, tail whishing from side to side as he only remained waiting for Phainon’s reply and that.. How the hell was he supposed to focus on anything but that gorgeous man that was standing there?
It felt obscene, and now he was finally learning why everyone called him a ‘pervert’ for coming here to focus on his work late into the night. Blinking at the cow-themed bikini the man was wearing with cow spotted thigh highs that were absolutely sinful on his body as well, a view that made Phainon’s mouth completely dry as he noted the way his heavy thighs spilled over the sides of the fabric as well. Plump and ready to be squeezed, all while his waist was so unbelievably well.. Sized for being gripped onto.
.. No way.
There was just no way this man worked here and Phainon had never known, tracing his eyes over those red tattoos all over his exposed body and feeling his own face heat up as the cow-hybrid only moved his own head to the side. Tilting it a little before raising a brow, clearly taking his own note that he was fully being ogled at right now.
“H.. How much do you recommend?” Phainon finally forced himself to say, struggling a little to keep his sanity in check as that cow moved to cross his arms over his chest. An action that shouldn’t be tantalizing and make Phainon’s mouth water, and yet.. As his heavy milk filled breasts jiggled a little, Phainon couldn’t help but to stare at the sight of them, just barely having his nipples hidden away.
“You want me to choose?” The cow asked much too stoically, as if he wasn’t even phased by the way Phainon kept dipping his eyes down to look at the pearly beads of milk that were already starting to seep through that bikini top for everyone to see.
“Yes,” Phainon breathed out, feeling in his bones how much he wanted that man to grab on his horns and force him around - already itching to test how strong that cow was when faced with a bull and breeding, and yet.. He had to remind himself to be.. Rational. There was no way those perverted thoughts were normal at all?!
He was going to have police escorting him out if he didn’t control the way he could feel himself starting to throb between his legs, aching the more he watched that cow stare down at him as if he meant next to nothing. Just another job for him to do, and that.. That was even more appealing and addicting to Phainon’s mind.
“Mm,” the cow hummed out before moving to wave his hand a little as he lowered it to grab one of the plastic cups he had brought with him. A thing that Phainon hadn’t even taken note of between the water dripping down the cold side of that big glass of Coca Cola to the side of it and those breasts that already had milk creeping out of them in sweet beads of white.
“Hyacine said you’re a loyal customer just trying this out.. Maybe just one squirt?” The cow asked so innocently, and Phainon was more than a little sure he was learning so much about himself today about how bad his sex life was to where he met a man and was immediately imagining being ridden, and the way he couldn’t stop looking at how heavy his tits looked.
“.. Squirt?” Phainon echoed out, though the cow still didn’t say anything about Phainon watching him, almost making him feel like he was used to this type of thing.
And that.. That only got worse as Phainon found his mouth dropping agape - staring at the sight of that cow undoing his bra and lazily letting it hang off one of his shoulders all before he raised that cup to one of his reddened nipples that were oozing milk already. A view that made Phainon’s mouth water, only to feel himself going more insane as that cow brought his own fingers up to his breast to roll his fingers against his skin.
Slow and skillful, massaging himself as his breast slowly beading out more white gold into that cup, and Phainon couldn’t help but to watch that cow stare at his own fingers as he worked. A blush in his cheeks over milking himself, and yet his tits were more than a little happy to spurt a bit of milk after a few seconds of work.
“Y.. You do this at the table?” Phainon choked out, unable to help the way he could feel himself stiff under the table, as hard as a rock as he imagined how pretty that cow would be when he was bred. That, and how sweet his milk would become when his body wanted to expect sweet calves to be drinking from his tits..
“It’s better fresh from the source,” The waiter explained with a slow shake of his head, as if he couldn’t even believe he was being asked such a silly question as his fingers still worked to coax more milk to splash into that cup. “At least, that’s what I’ve been told.”
“And.. You do this all day long?” Phainon asked, unable to help himself but to feel so much more curious as that man slowly raised golden eyes to blink at Phainon. An expression of curiosity clouding them before he made a little clicking noise with his tongue.
“If I don’t milk myself, it hurts,” the cow replied, and that was enough to make Phainon’s mind go blank over how full of milk those breasts had to be for that to happen..
“It.. Hurts you?” Phainon echoed as he watched the cow pinch his nipples a little with a panted out breath that stuttered in his throat, one that made Phainon freeze over how it must be nice to squeeze his milk out of himself..
“It never feels good to be swollen with milk, no,” the cow explained as if he wasn’t borderline about to moan over milking himself for Phainon’s drink, “So it’s a perfect line of work for me.”
Phainon couldn’t help the way his mouth was salivating as more milk rolled into that empty cup - thick and heavy looking cream as it beaded from that perfect man’s body.
“There’s.. Something on the menu I’ve never ordered outside of the sodas too,” Phainon breathed out, feeling more than a little bit daring now that all of his blood had relocated south and made itself at home with how much his dick was hurting.
He could go to the bathroom and jerk off really fast, but he.. He didn’t like the idea of this man escaping him, he didn’t like the idea of letting other people let him milk himself for their own amusement.
Perverts didn’t deserve that. Phainon was a pervert, sure, but he had grace and whimsy about himself as well! At least, he liked to think that he did.
“That is?” The waiter asked as he slowly settled that cup onto the table - a sight that made Phainon feel his dick ache even more when he considered the idea of lunging for that warm glass of heavy milk that cow had worked to deliver to him so sweetly. It would be a shame not to happily guzzle it all down.
That.. That was why a piece of Phainon died inside as the cow only hummed a little and poured Coke into the glass as well - not seeming to care at all that Phainon was the world’s thirstiest man when it came to the glass of fresh milk that had been set down. Instead only able to feel disappointment over the fact a soda was tainting the purity of that milk.
Phainon forced himself to sigh over it - doing his best to look as serious as possible all while readjusting himself to better hide his heavy erection in his pants as that cow slid that drink towards him; “Buying a waitress out for a day.”
That seemed to work numbers on that cow - making him completely pause as golden eyes flickered just a tiny amount. A glimmer of emotions before he gave a little knowing chuckle.
“Mhm,” that beautiful man hummed, already moving to slowly put his heavy breasts back into his bra all while Phainon couldn’t stop admiring the way he massaged them as he worked. Clearly aching and eager for more attention as dribbles of white milk spilled from the nipples easily as his fingers pressed around the skin.
“It’s expensive, isn’t it?”
“It is,” the cow mindlessly agreed as he tucked his breast into that bra, still seeming more or less like he was doing his best to avoid looking at Phainon, and that was fine! Phainon understood this was.. An odd question for him to be asking..
But Phainon was quickly learning he didn’t have any shame with this cow already; “How much for you?”
That question was enough to make that cow immediately move back into crossing his arms, golden locks of hair feathering around his face to only draw more attention to his lips. A small smile dancing on them as if he was already mocking Phainon, and he didn’t mind that at all. Not when it meant he was at least enjoying himself somehow!
“I won’t let you breed me just for buying me out, you know that right, Mr. Bull?” That cow asked with such a bemused smile dancing on his lips as he spoke - somewhat smug as if he fully knew Phainon was down horrendously for him..
“I.. I know.” Phainon said as his hand moved without a second thought to his pocket to pull out his wallet, feeling himself sweat just a little bit as he brought out his black credit card. A thing that visibly made the cow raise his brows before seeming to heave out a little sigh.
“Let me.. Speak to my manager first,” and those were magic words to Phainon’s ears as he felt his own tail happily swaying behind him - unable to help himself as that cow turned on his heel without another word.
“Take your time!” Phainon chirped out, but really.. He absolutely did not like the idea of that beautiful man speaking to anyone else. Was that insane of him to say? He just kind of thought that he should be paid for his time and attention! That’s all!
And that was precisely why he now felt more than a little numb as he sat there alone in his booth staring after that man, watching the sway of his cow tail and the way he was so teasing in his movements even without trying to be. All the way until Phainon couldn’t see him anymore, feeling himself even wilt a little as that cow disappeared from his sight without another word.
It was enough to make him breathe out a little whine, instantly moving to rub at his face as the crushing reality was now dawning on him.
There was no reality in which he would be able to focus if that man wasn’t in his view all the time.
“Hello Mr. Khaslana,” A familiar and so painfully regal and upfront voice began, one that always made Phainon feel as though in another life she was probably his boss, or something like that, as Phainon moved his eyes to look at the owner of the cafe who now was politely standing to the side of his table. “How may I help you today?”
Though Phainon found himself jolting a little at that, feeling shocked over just how quickly she had come out, “I.. I wanted to buy a waiter out..”
Aglaea was silent at that for a few moments, only staring at Phainon in a way that made his skin crawl over how easily she was appearing as though she was looking right through him as he tried to readjust a little in his seat. There was just no way she didn’t immediately know that he was desperate to talk to that cow and get to know him, especially when he remembered that cow himself had been the person to go and get her.
.. Cooked, he could admit he was cooked and fried and being left to die in the open with everyone here invited to his funeral.
“Mydeimos,” Aglaea supplied, but that only made Phainon slowly blink at her to try to figure out what the hell that could possibly mean. All before she made a little sighing noise; “The cow-hybrid?”
“Yes..”
“And what do you want him to do? I’m quite territorial over my sweet cow-hybrid,” Aglaea asked, leaning forward to place a hand on the table and that.. That was making Phainon more nervous than anything else in this world ever could - serving to make him swallow and wiggle a little in his chair under her gaze as he did his best to ignore his own laptop.
What did he want him to do?
That.. That made Phainon feel a shallow little chuckle bubbling up in his throat as he considered her joke of being territorial over the man named Mydeimos.
Mainly because that was how Phainon already felt towards him, he already felt such a painful feeling of yearning that it haunted him endlessly and felt as though he was being tortured with how that cow wasn’t just near him.
And they hadn’t even had a full conversation, and all Mydeimos had done was his job. Phainon was definitely being labeled as a pervert by everyone that worked here now, right? So he should just go the full mile with his dark fantasies!
“S.. Sit with me?”
Phainon could admit his dark fantasy was not that dark.
“Sit with you?” Aglaea quoted as her brows only raised immediately as she echoed out his words - fully letting Phainon know he was not being as crazy with his fantasy as he felt.
“Across from me while I work,” Phainon explained with a happy little lashing of his tail - unable to help the happiness he felt over just the mere idea of that cow sitting across from him and letting Phainon admire him while he worked. Surely, that would at the very least put Phainon’s mind at ease..
“.. That’s all?”
“Yes..” Phainon admitted with a little nod of his head, doing his best to not look as nervous as he felt but really.. That was asking for so much from him considering the way his skin was burning beneath her fiery glare that was studying him; searching him for any weaknesses or lies about what he was currently telling her and he couldn’t blame her.
He would be protective over his workforce if they had a man trying to buy them out for a day just to sit with them too..
Aglaea, however, only looked more and more unconvinced - her eyes narrowing towards him even more as she tried to shake the answers from him wordlessly, “And you’re.. Paying that price for him to sit with you?”
“Plus tip..” Phainon added with a slow little nod, he fully understood how insane this was! It was expensive but he.. He already felt like his mind was fraying the longer that beautiful man ignored him, it felt like he was being mocked every single moment that ‘Mydeimos’ wasn’t around him.
Especially as Aglaea only remained there coldly staring at him, as if she was waiting for him to crack and confess how badly he wanted to lick at those breasts on Mydeimos while they both sat in the booth, but he would die before voicing that. He would actually rather get stoned in the town square and allow fate to take over for him instead of confessing that to anyone.
“I will allow it,” Aglaea eventually gave in with such a little sigh tumbling out of her lips, sounding exhausted - but somewhat convinced over the topic, “But you better tip very nicely, Mr. Khaslana. Mydeimos needs the money.”
Aglaea spoke those words and had immediately turned on her heels away, only leaving Phainon blinking as he found himself so thankful for having a good reputation here already..
“Of course!”
Phainon couldn’t stop the way his tail was still happily swishing back and forth against the chair as he watched her go, feeling his own broad smile plastered on his lips as he waited for his new companion to join him. This was the best day of his life, he could admit that much!
But now.. He was left slowly turning to look at his neglected work - feeling his fingers itch and twitch to go back to work but his mind was still focused on the single fact that Mydeimos should be here soon. That he would be allowed to get to know him and talk with him! It was the best news he had gotten in awhile, and he wasn’t just saying that because the dull throb of his cock was still on his mind, either!
He felt a little bit stupid over how long he had been staring at that blank screen though - his spreadsheets that were ignored and falling behind.
Well, not really behind.. It was impossible for him to fall too behind.. But for other people, he was considered slacking today..
“.. Mr. Khaslana, you have been permitted to buy me for the afternoon, I hear.”
Those words were enough to make him freeze as he flitted his eyes over to the edge of the corner - blinking at the large cow who was back again. Now, a man he had a name for.. Mydeimos. It was a nice name, really, and something about it felt like Phainon could get addicted to saying it.
“You can just call me Phainon,” Phainon happily told Mydeimos with a little nod of his head, doing his best to be friendly and charming with hopes that Mydeimos wouldn’t be disgusted and refuse to see him again after this.
That sounded easy, really!
“Mydei.”
.. He could also get addicted to saying the shortened version as well!
Mydei at that word was merely.. Sliding into the booth with a stoic expression on his face - not seeming to mind too much about what was happening as he made himself comfortable and even that.. That was a bit cruel as Mydei moved to prop his elbow on the table to rest his head into his own hand - eyes staring at Phainon as if they were doing their best to properly take in the sight of him and evaluate him fully.
“.. Uhm,” Phainon said very intelligently as he felt himself sweat more and more under that golden flaked judgemental gaze. “Do you like working here?”
“Making me talk to you is extra,” Mydei replied without missing a single beat, his eyes never leaving Phainon for even one moment - sharp and studying.. And Phainon.. Well..
“Oh.. I can pay it,” Phainon confirmed with a little nod considering money had never once been an issue for him.. Not considering the type of company his older siblings had brought him into and helped set up!
Something about his words did make Mydei give a little smile - nothing to write home about, just a sign that he was enjoying himself a little as he kept his gaze steady on Phainon.
“I’m joking,” Mydei informed him with another laugh escaping his throat as he blinked at Phainon leisurely like a cat really would have, “I do like my job, yes.”
Liking this job of being a waiter for tables was odd, but if Mydei liked it, he couldn’t really complain or judge him for it.. Even if he did find his own eyes drooping just a tad to look at his heavy breasts that were weighing down his bra so obviously, “Are you good at math?”
“No,” Mydei instantly replied, and that was enough to make Phainon droop his head with such a heavy sigh.
“Really? Man..”
To be fair, it’s not that he was really expecting Mydei to be able to save him from the agony that was currently weighing on his mind; not at all! He just.. Was so very curious about the cow who was staring at him still.
“What do you do for a living, anyway?” Mydei questioned and that.. That was enough to make Phainon fully aware of how pathetic he truly was as he pressed out a quiet and heaving sigh over the question. Innocent, and yet..
“A lot of math..”
“At least it seems to be lucrative for you,” Mydei said with a little scoff, clearly amused by it and Phainon had to pray for a bit of mercy as he looked at that man. Feeling his own sanity slipping more and more the longer he took in the sight of him.
It was unfair how he seemed to idly play with his own braid after leaning off the table - so cute and not even paying any heed to the way Phainon could was shuffling and wiggling in his own side of the booth. Golden eyes were watching Phainon still, sure, but they looked almost bored. As if he was waiting for Phainon to say something specific and that..
Phainon had to chuckle a little; “Does this job pay you well?”
That wasn’t what he wanted.
That much was obvious as Mydei only raised one of his eyebrows up to his forehead, appearing as though he found that humorous, but he didn't comment on it directly before speaking, "Enough. I can’t complain at all. Especially not after today.”
Right.. Phainon did have to suppose he was helping with the paycheck in a massive way after today.. Well..
It could be more than one paycheck, honestly..
“Ah..” Phainon hummed at his own thoughts, already unable to help the way he could hear his own tail thumping against the plush cushion of the booth chair, “Am I able to.. Buy your time for the day often?”
Mydei gave him a bizarre stare at that, one that spoke volumes about how odd the words Phainon was saying were, and yet.. His hand only slowly dropped from the braid at the side of his head languidly, “.. I don’t see why not.”
“It’s a date then, Mydei!” Phainon gleefully said, much too happy - and he knew that much, but how was he supposed to react when Mydei was so cute all of the time?
“A date..?”
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“Phainon,” Mydei’s familiar voice only served to make Phainon just his head a little to beam a smile towards the man who had endlessly captivated Phainon’s attention as of late.
“Hello, I’m here for my daily soda and my Mydeimos!”
Mydei moved to cross his arms over his chest at that, a heavy sigh as he gave a languid nod to Phainon in reply, “This is the fifth time in the row you’ve ordered me.”
“Yes,” Phainon happily agreed, but he himself couldn’t look away from the fact Mydei had already brought over a glass or two for his beverage. Very aware of the fact Phainon would like to watch Mydei milk himself, one way or another.. “Aglaea never said if there was a limit or not, and I find myself liking your company!”
“.. I see,” Mydei mumbled, and Phainon always found himself staring as Mydei would unhook that bra with such ease - looking almost bored as he exposed those lactating nipples with a hum in his throat as he massaged his skin around the swollen bud lazily. His fingers digging into his own skin to press down around the rosy bud, all before he would give such a sweet sigh.
One that had to be out of relief as he picked up one of those familiar cups and readied it beneath his own aching tit for a few squirts that always excited Phainon so very much. Only to always feel his mood drop as Mydei would finish and pour some soda into the same cup and slide it to Phainon.
.. Not to say he didn’t almost chug the drink every time and feel his mind try to taste the deep and rich milky flavor under it all - but he just wished they had a menu item of just the warm milk for him to take his time drinking..
Phainon had gotten used to this little song and dance where he now would show up to the cafe and immediately buy Mydei’s attention with his dirty soda on the table. He wasn’t ashamed. He could admit that was exactly what he was doing, and so long as it kept Mydei looking at him; he would keep doing it.
Not to say every day went the same, however.. That much was obvious as he settled his drink down to take his time with it, only..
“Y.. You’re sitting beside me today?” Phainon asked as Mydei slid into the booth right beside him, and much too close to him at that. His head was practically on Phainon’s arm as he gave a quiet little yawn, clearly growing used to their methods of starting the day by Phainon ordering Mydei for the entire day, and Mydei just.. Sitting there and talking to him.
Though, today, Mydei seemed to have a playful little twinkle in his eyes - mischievous and clearly up to no good as he gave a blank look to Phainon.
“I’m curious about your work, do you mind?”
Phainon couldn’t help but to wave his hands a little with a chuckle escaping him, a smile dancing on his lips as Mydei only got.. Closer.
“No, no! I don’t mind, I just.. It’s boring..”
How was Phainon supposed to focus when Mydei was pressing his own leg against Phainon’s? Pushing them together and leaning more and more into Phainon, his own breasts rubbing into Phainon’s arm to work alongside him to make him almost feel.. Dizzy. Light-headed as he tried to ignore how this was easily the sexiest thing to ever happen to him in his entire life.
All for Mydei to sigh out the least sexy thing anyone could ever hope to hear; “.. This really is just a lot of math.”
“Mhm..” Phainon agreed with a little nod of his head, trying his best to ignore the way Mydei was staying that close to him, rubbing on him a little to where.. Phainon could feel a wet spot on his sleeve - obviously appearing from Mydei rubbing his tit against his arm but that.. That was somehow a bit of the least of his worries.
The thing that was haunting him more was the hand lower, so close to his crotch and staying on his thigh as if Mydei needed the leverage for leaning around him and watching him work. And how on earth was Phainon supposed to work when his cock was twitching in his pants every time Mydei’s nipple brushed into his bicep even a little bit?
It was unfair, this all was so very unfair.
“M.. Mydei.. Your hand is on my thigh,” Phainon forced himself to point out, and that felt like the dumbest thing he had ever said in his entire life. He should have just let that hand rest there, he should have just let it feel warm on his thigh and have Mydei pressed against him.
Instead, Mydei leaned completely away at that - no longer looking at his laptop screen and simply sitting upright once more as his hand left Phainon’s lap. “Is it? My mistake.”
“It’s okay! You must be exhausted! Take a nap if you want,” Phainon practically sputtered out those words, doing his best to give Mydei a - hopefully - charming smile as he looked at the cow who was sitting beside him. His eyes barely watched the way Mydei was still lashing his tail from side to side before Mydei slowly cocked his head a little, tilting it as if he was trying to figure Phainon out.
“You are.. Such a strange man.”
That was Phainon’s clue to knowing he had messed up, something he had said wasn’t what Mydei had expected or wanted and knowing that he had fumbled something involving this man..? He could only sigh dramatically.
“Am I? Sorry,” Phainon mumbled out, doing his best to instead try to focus back on his work instead of how badly he was embarrassing himself with Mydei. And that was a tall order considering how Mydei.. Didn’t copy. He just stayed sideways in the booth, staring at Phainon as if he wanted to say something - and was just doing his best to work it out in his mind.
“Can I kiss you?”
“K.. Kiss me? Yes, of course, absolutely. But what do-”
Phainon didn’t even get to finish his own train of thought - instead feeling his breath leave him completely as Mydei took that ‘yes’ to heart and grabbed one of Phainon’s horns so very roughly. Jerking him down just a little for Mydei to have easier access as he tilted his own head to press their lips together - an action that made Phainon choke out a little whine over how greedy Mydei was being.
But how could he ever refuse that man? Instead, all he could do was melt into the kiss as he felt Mydei’s tongue push into his own mouth messily, not even waiting a few moments to massage their lips together before acting as if he was so very thirsty for Phainon’s own taste. Phainon didn’t mind that at all, however, he was too busy keeping his own eyes open to watch how Mydei was completely relaxed. Eyes closed with eyelashes fluttering as he kissed Phainon, fully enjoying himself and the moment.
Phainon brought his hand upwards at that, gently grasping Mydei’s chin to feel how soft and freshly shaved he was, a lack of stubble there all while Mydei’s grip on Phainon’s horns loosened to let Phainon instead keep them together. Not that it mattered as Mydei instead pulled away, staying there for a moment as his eyes opened solely to watch Phainon.
“I see.”
And that was all Mydei said as he slowly settled into the chair, sitting more upright before glancing up and down at Phainon, as if he was looking for something.. But how was Phainon supposed to know what the hell that was when he was already as hard as a rock in his pants while staring at Mydei?
All he could focus on was his own boner over being kissed as if he were a teenager, but how was he supposed to not be excited over Mydei kissing him?!
“S.. See what? What was that for, Mydei?” Phainon questioned with a shallow little laugh, doing his best to try to figure out what to say next.
Only for Mydei to chuckle quietly. “Testing something, that’s all.”
“H..Hokay!”
Phainon didn’t know what else to say with that, instead finding himself mindlessly beginning to work on his documents that were piling up. Not to say he wasn’t focused with Mydei around him, he just.. Was behind in general, not because he wanted to be, but because that was the hand fate had dealt him and honestly..
As Mydei was slowly leaning up against him to rest his head onto Phainon’s arm just a little bit, Phainon didn’t mind being behind in work at all. Because at the very least it was an excuse to come see this cow who had floppy little ears that twitched when Phainon pressed his keys down a bit too loudly. Blue eyes only blinked at the sight of a sleepy slouched cow to his side, doing his best to ignore his throbbing erection in favor of just.. Admiring how sweet he looked when asleep.
That, and the fact Mydei smelled of strawberries was stunning him in such an odd way, an enticing smell that was only stronger now that Phainon could sniff his hair more easily without seeming like a freak from this angle. Though, now he could just more easily look at that bikini top and the pearly red nipples it was hiding away from prying eyes.
A snooping downward vision that only made Phainon move a hand to pinch at his nose tiredly, there was just no way he could focus on his work while Mydei was leaking milk on him and cuddled against him. If anything, he just wanted to give Mydei all of the attention he had, yet now he absolutely couldn’t..
.. This was the worst, and that was why Phainon blacked out the entire day to work on his overdue files instead of admiring that pretty cow that had captivated him so much.
Leaving that cafe was always the worst feeling, anyway.. Mydei would slip away from him and drive him utterly insane to where he found himself always yearning for that sturdy cow to appear in front of him while he walked down the pavement and that..
“Phainon.”
That name being said was enough to make Phainon pause, staring in front of him and at the angry cow who had narrowed eyes at him. That.. Was an oddity considering Mydei was usually so very polite, but now he was so blatantly mad outside and down the street a little from the cafe that Phainon couldn’t help but admire their size difference more.
Mydei was large, a good size for a milk cow, but the fact of Phainon being a bull still meant he was.. Larger than Mydei, a good head or so over him and that didn’t really matter. Not with how he felt like he would fall to his knees and do whatever that cow wanted from him anyway.
“Mydei?” Phainon asked as his tail was already getting a little bit too happy over the sight of Mydei coming closer to him after work.
“Come with me,” Mydei growled out, but it was less of an invitation and more of a threat as his hand jerked outwards to latch onto Phainon’s own wrist. Dragging him along and that.. That only worked to make Phainon chuckle a little, shaking his head and staring at that cute little tail that was lashing so angrily while they walked.
“Alright..” Phainon hummed, though he found his mind blanking just a tad over the way Mydei was dragging him into an alleyway now - alone and somewhat in the dark as that cow continued leading him. All before pausing and spinning on his heels to glare at Phainon with such a sharp expression of annoyance in his eyes as well.
“You have been torturing me enough,” Mydei made an odd little gesture with his hands for Phainon to lean down and Phainon couldn’t help but to obey him and to try to understand what he wanted - only to feel himself yelp a little in shock as a firm grip took hold on his horns and dragged him lower. An action that would have earned complaints from him, if not for the nice new view of Mydei’s nipple right at his face level as Mydei held him there, bra moved to give Phainon more space.
“Drink.”
Phainon didn’t need to be told that twice as he instead let his lips latch onto that bud immediately now that he had permission, feeling so very thirsty as the first bead touched his tongue. How could Phainon ever refuse Mydei when that cow let out such a quiet hum of relief over a mouth sucking at his breast, a noise that made Phainon only more earnestly suck at that nipple.
Desperate to earn more and more sweet noises from Mydei in reply to his own lips working - and not to mention the reward Mydei’s body was giving him on its own. Such a heavy flow of milk instantly gushed into his mouth that he could only close his eyes and happily swallow down, feeling his own tail wag over the fact this cow was letting him milk him finally.
“Greedy bull,” Mydei sighed out in a tone that sounded annoyed, but Phainon couldn’t find it in himself to feel bad over being called greedy. Not when his mouth was still sucking and licking to swallow every drop of milk Mydei had saved in his heavy breasts. Already moving his other hand to grope and massage the other one in the way Mydei seemed to like it when he milked himself; and his suspicions were confirmed as Mydei gave a quiet little sigh over that.
“You think that I don’t know you’re being overly territorial with me?” Mydei asked, but that was a silly question.
Especially when Phainon had felt Mydei’s tail curled around his leg under the table, so possessive and needy that Phainon felt like they both were getting what they wanted from this simple arrangement. And now..
“What kind of bull gets hard just from having a cow sit across from them?” Mydei continued speaking as he gripped onto Phainon’s horn so roughly - making him pop off of a nipple with his tongue still lapping against it in a roll method, doing his best to lick it up and down and make more beads of milk appear all before Mydei yanked him to the next neglected nipple.
A thing Phainon agreed shouldn’t be allowed to continue as he obediently took it into his mouth to suck it softly - doing his best to massage around his breast at the same time to coax every drop easily from it. Phainon couldn’t help but to close his eyes as he drank as well, feeling Mydei’s demanding hands leave his horns to instead comb through his hand with such a loving tenderness that Phainon only pressed more into Mydei.
This was heaven, he was sure of that as that beautiful cow let him continue to suckle milk from him - helping his own ache, while letting Phainon get harder and harder every time Mydei failed to keep just how much he was enjoying this milking.
“I only do it with you,” Phainon murmured with his lips still around that nipple, flickering it with his tongue, “You’re just so pretty..”
Phainon didn’t hesitate to put it back into his mouth and continue his drinking, feeling a little bit scared that Mydei would say it was time for him to quit or leave if he took a break for too long.. And for Mydei, he would happily take anything he could get, only going double if it meant Mydei was moaning a little over the pressure and relief of being milked.
“I asked about you considering what a pervert you are with me,” Mydei began to explain, and Phainon wasn’t ashamed by the way his tail started to wag at that - feeling just excited that Mydei thought of him when they weren’t together as well. “All the other waiters said you’re charming and polite, none of them gave any signs that you would pop a boner around them.”
That.. Well of course not, Phainon had only found himself to be attracted to Mydei, and no one else was doing it for him quite like that well-toned and muscular cow who seemed ready to win any fight that came his way.
“Are you gay, Mr. Khaslana?”
That was a question that made Phainon immediately unlatch his lips from his favorite breasts, instead moving to choke a little on his fresh warm milk as he tried to fathom why the man that was breastfeeding him was worried if he was gay or not.
“No,” Phainon eventually managed before moving to lick at Mydei’s other nipple again, not wanting it to be too ignored either, “I just like pretty things..”
“If you mean me, that makes you gay,” Mydei pointed out, and Phainon found himself huffing out a little laugh at that, looking upwards at that cow who had such a stoic expression on his face with fingers still in Phainon’s hair.
Soothing in his touch, all while he seemed to be panting a little - it was enough to drive Phainon insane when he looked at the flushed expression Mydei was wearing as well.
Perfect, Mydei was absolutely too perfect, and that was why Phainon only kept being so very greedy and pushy with him. Wanting more and more of such a divine person that Phainon couldn’t help but to press more kisses around Mydei’s nipples softly - chaste and burning in their wake, he was sure of it.
“Can I breed you if I say yes?” Phainon asked as his eyes dipped lower, taking note of the nice sized erection in Mydei’s bottom little skirt thing he seemed to wear for his uniform, “You’re hard..”
Mydei made an odd noise of disbelief at that, “It feels nice to have your milk sucked, it’s not odd to get hard from a milking.”
Phainon didn’t know if that was true or not, but it didn’t really matter as he instead dragged his fingers up Mydei’s abdomen, feeling every muscle and tough skin there before he lowered his head a little to press kisses to those abs as well.
“Such an honest and beautiful body..” Phainon whispered out, fully wanting his warm breath to fan against Mydei’s skin as much as possible - drinking in the fruits of his labors as Mydei physically twitched and shivered under his fingers’ touch at that, “Can I help milk you more?”
“Mm,” Mydei hummed, “I don’t know, do you deserve it after days of torturing me?”
“I didn’t mean to.”
“I know,” Mydei said much too smoothly, letting Phainon truly know that Mydei had been thinking about this for days probably and that.. That was enough to make Phainon feel a little bit dizzy to realize he had been borderline making this cow-hybrid go insane, “Make it up to me.”
Phainon couldn’t even stop staring up at him, finding his mouth opening and closing as he took in the sight of two very beautiful mounds, sure, but also stunning golden cat-like eyes that were staring right back at him as if he were unimpressed by Phainon.
It was enough to make Phainon’s throat dry as he wanted more and more from that man, “Mydei, may I touch you down there..?”
“Yes.”
Phainon didn’t even dare question how fast Mydei replied with that, instead having his hands move practically on their own to remove that cute cow themed bottom he was wearing with his underwear grabbed and forced down along with it.
Pardon him for not caring too much about the foreplay, but he really wanted to touch that cow more.. His hands only moved to immediately take a soft little grip of the cock that sprang free from its confines - ears pricking to listen to the war Mydei gave a little sigh of relief over the freedom as well and Phainon found that adorable.
What was more adorable had to be the red tip of his cockhead, aching and appearing so wet with precum as it oozed out of there easily in dribbles.
Maybe Phainon was the greediest man alive, maybe he wasn’t, but whatever the answer was - he couldn’t help but to give Mydei a few lazily pumps with his hands before moving to put his lips onto the tip. A slow kiss against that slip with a lick upwards to taste every type of milk his sweet cow had to offer to him, delighting in the way he could hear Mydei’s voice stutter over that action before Phainon put his lips on to the tip completely.
Dipping the entire cockhead into his mouth before sucking it a little bit teasingly, not nearly as hard or as desperate as he had on Mydei’s tits - instead just licking him leisurely as if he wanted a nice deep taste of him.
Addicting was a word he could easily use to describe the quiet whines Mydei was making over even such a shallow attempt of a blowjob. Gentle noises that were coaxed from him every time Phainon moved his tongue even a tiny bit to rub at the veins on the underside of Mydei’s cock, all before he gave a hum and spit it out.
“I need to prepare you,” Phainon murmured as he found himself spitting a little into his own hand as he moved to settle Mydei back into his mouth right after - taking the cow nudging himself closer to Phainon as an agreement that Phainon did need to loosen up.
Though.. Phainon had never done something like this - neither of these actions, really. Bobbing his head a little to try to make Mydei feel good, all while his finger was already pressing against that perky and soft feeling rim of muscle at Mydei’s backside. An area that was lacking attention right now and Phainon wanted to do everything he could for it.
Pushing himself to lick Mydei more, trying his best to drag his tongue against the bump of his cockhead as he pushed a finger equally into that hole that so pliantly opened and bloomed around his finger, seeming eager to envelope Phainon’s finger in warmth and tightness. An odd sensation that Phainon.. Really couldn’t help but to prod further into as Mydei gave a bizarre noise over Phainon sucking at his cock.
“Phainon, just.. Put it in..” Was the whine that fell from Mydei’s lips so quickly, and that felt.. More than a little silly considering Phainon had barely even started fully spreading Mydei. He was only just pushing his middle finger to join his index, and it wasn’t as if he didn’t want to be inside of Mydei. His own cock was aching and leaking so much precum that he could feel the wet spot on his own thigh.
The bigger issue had to be that he didn’t want to harm Mydei, never in a hundred years - and that was why he could only keep sucking Mydei and pushing his fingers in to scissor him. Doing his best to ignore Mydei’s hands in his hair in favor of still distracting his senses with his own wet and willing lips.
“I like how you sound when you’re needy..” Phainon murmured after leaning back to pop that cock out of his mouth, now more focused on the back of Mydei that needed more attention than his cock ever could in this situation.
“Turn around..” Phainon mumbled as he pulled his fingers free from Mydei, and he could only find himself more than a little bit happy over the way Mydei obeyed, slowly turning on heel and bending just a tad. Clearly showing that he knew that Phainon wanted his hole and that.. Phainon didn’t hesitate before putting his hands on Mydei’s ass cheeks to spread him apart - looking at the deep red colored hole there before humming a little as he dipped his head forward.
And that was something Phainon could never have prayed enough to be able to do, rolling his tongue over the delicate and warm ring of flesh there that twitched under his tongue. Every bump and ridge against his own tongue only made him feel a bit more curious as he pushed himself to drool more onto that hole - very aware of their lack of lube and the need to make sure Mydei was soaked for this.
That was why he had no mercy with his licks upwards, doing his best to slobber onto Mydei and hear the way that cow was stuttering in his breaths - taking him time to regulate himself every time Phainon teased his hole with his mouth before Phainon.. Decided he could be nice, taking his time to give a nice suck to that needy hole instead as he forced his tongue into it. Just a little, flicking it around to hear the way Mydei seemed to enjoy it with his legs giving a little shake from the attention in such a sensitive spot.
His body was more honest than any words Mydei himself had managed to say as his hole squeezed around Phainon’s tongue - twitching a little as he tried to blatantly adapt to having that part of him sucked and teased..
“Phainon, just breed me..” Those were words that made Phainon feel his mind go more than a little bit blank as his tongue remained lodged inside of that sweet and needy cow. Feeling himself lick at it a few times before feeling unable to hold back his laugh at that.
“I’m glad you want to be bred, because I don’t have any condoms, Mydei..” Phainon confessed as he moved his head away with his tongue still out a little - fondly admiring the little trail of spit and drool he had left in such an intimate location on Mydei..
“Just get inside of me already,” Mydei only huffed in response, not at all seeming as though he agreed about caring for the lack of condoms and with that.. Phainon couldn’t help but to laugh a little as he rose to his feet, straightening up to look at just how beautiful that cow really was with a hand pressed against the wall to keep himself balanced and on his feet.
“So this is how needy a cow-hybrid gets when they’re frustrated from lack of milking, huh?” Phainon teased as he moved just a little bit closer before pulling down his own underwear and pants to expose himself. Humming just a tad as he gave slow lazy strokes to his own dick that had been completely ignored all day..
Really.. He wanted to be inside of Mydei so badly, the fact that Mydei had practically teased him today was enough to drive him insane. And now..
“Please,” Mydei whined out quietly, begging in a tone that was beyond enchanting to Phainon’s ears, “Have sex with me, Phainon.”
“Mm..” Phainon hummed in response to that, no longer finding himself strong enough to tease Mydei as he instead guided the head of his cock to that hole that was being presented to him. Not even wasting a mere moment as he forced the tip of his head to force Mydei’s hole open around it - prying it open and hearing a choked out noise from Mydei so instantly over that, “How could I refuse to breed my Mydei..?”
Mydei.. Didn’t reply to that however, instead only seeming as though he was already struggling as Phainon’s cockhead pushed into him and just stayed inside of him. Phainon didn’t mind the silence however, not as his own hands were clawing into Mydei’s hips and admiring just how cute that cow’s reddened hole looked now that it was being forced open by him.
Though that seemed to be making Mydei whine so easily as Phainon pushed in just a little bit more, edging himself deeper all to hear more of those sweet noises from Mydei’s lips. Pained, and yet so clearly enjoying himself, it was addicting - especially as Mydei jerked just a little bit to try to escape the inches Phainon was giving to him.
“Don’t squirm, you’ll make it hurt more. Stay still and take your breeding,” Phainon mused as he slowly kept pushing into Mydei - already feeling his own brink nearing himself. Was that embarrassing to cum from just putting it all the way in?
Phainon didn’t really care as he kept pushing it into Mydei more, feeling those velvety walls twitch and squeeze around him in such a nice reply, “I need to repay you for all the milk you’ve given me by feeding you my own.”
“Phainon, I-”
“Shh.. It’s okay.. You don’t mind me cumming inside, do you?” Phainon innocently asked as he slowly bottomed out inside of Mydei - admiring the way Mydei only gave a choked sound over just how full of pressure he seemed to be with him inside now.
“N.. No, I don’t,” Mydei spoke in a slight stutter, probably from still struggling to adapt to how much of Phainon there truly was buried inside of him and steadily rocking deeper into him with every movement. But those simple words were all Phainon needed as he felt himself laugh a little.
“Good,” was all Phainon hummed in reply as he pushed his cock into Mydei as deep as he could, sinking it into him just to feel himself burst and start pumping cum into that man with a clench of his balls as he breathed a shaky sigh of relief.
This was what he had always wanted.
He knew that much for a fact as Mydei gave such a quiet little groan over it - probably due to the sheer volume of liquid being released into his body, but Phainon couldn’t help it! He was a bull made for breeding, after all! It was only natural he had lots of semen to give to Mydei!
“Male cow hybrids are always so cute..” Phainon chuckled a little as he spoke, bucking his hips a bit more to make sure he was breeding Mydei as deep as possible while holding onto him, “Your cow–hybrid side wants a little calf from this breeding session.. But it’s not possible, you’ll just make more milk and sweeten it up for no one after this.”
It was sweet, really.. Phainon had always been fascinated by male cow-hybrids, he couldn’t deny that much - but it wasn’t because he had some type of kink or fetish towards them. It was just.. Amazing what their bodies were capable of and how much they wanted children! He really had never thought he would be pumping into one and making their body twitch over it, honest!
“Shut.. Up..” Mydei growled, but it was falling flat when Phainon considered the way Mydei’s insides were twitching the more he spoke, obviously enjoying the dirty talk while also lashing his tail to smash at Phainon as if he was beyond pissed.
That only made Phainon chuckle a little bit, “Should I? You like it, don’t you? The breeding and the talking, right?”
Phainon couldn’t help but to start being more cruel - more chaotic in his unrelenting pace as he felt himself drooling just a small amount, practically unable to help himself as his claws dug into Mydei. And even that was beautiful to Phainon as he only wished he could leave permanent marks on this man just like those crimson tattoos of his did.
“It’s alright.. I’ll make sure to breed you until you’re pregnant,” Phainon hummed as he kept up his messy pace - enjoying how much Mydei twitched and squirmed inside around him in such an honest way, “I’d like a nice little child with you.”
Those words were the honest truth - words that made Phainon feel his own tail happily wagging as he considered Mydei having a child with him. Yet, Mydei only made an odd little noise at that; “Wait.. My milk..”
.. His milk?
Phainon could admit when he was more than just a bit baffled, “Mm? What about it?”
“If.. It’s sweetened I can’t.. Serve my regulars..” Mydei explained in a quiet little panted out voice, breathless and in a struggle as he seemed to be doing his best to keep up with Phainon’s thrusting into him.
“What regulars, Mydei..? There’s no need for that,” Phainon asked with a laugh escaping him, unable to help the way he jerked his hips forward to meet Mydei’s own. Drinking in that adorable way that pushing all of his length into Mydei seemed to make him cough out a babbled out moan of praise every time, “I’ll keep you nice and happy at my home.”
Mydei didn’t need to work, not when Phainon was more than a little prepared - and maybe eager - to take care of him for the rest of his life..
“There’s no need for regulars when you have a bull hungry for your milk,” Phainon told him as he only repeatedly continued his onslaught towards Mydei - keenly listening to the broken breaths and whines Mydei let escape himself as Phainon only continued his bucking into him.
Phainon meant those words, anyway. Everything about Mydei was worth it, and if he had this job to help ease his pain in his milk heavy tits - Phainon would happily help him every single morning for his breakfast, or just massages if he preferred! Phainon didn’t mind at all! But if it was for the money as well like Aglaea claimed he needed.. Well..
“I’ll pay more than they ever could, anyway,” Phainon promised as he kept thrusting back into Mydei - making sure to pull out enough to run his cockhead against Mydei’s prostate every single time all while listening to the way Mydei was getting louder. Whinier, music to Phainon’s ears as Mydei seemed to quiver beneath him with a heavy moan leaving his lips and that..
That could only tell Phainon Mydei was climaxing on his cock, squeezing and thanking Phainon for the pleasure so earnestly as his own useless cock shot ribbons of white beneath them both.
A beautiful thing, really, and Phainon could only hum over it, “In more ways than one, right?”
“I.. Refuse,” Mydei growled in a tone that sounded less than pleased - which was amazing considering the fact he was currently orgasming from just his ass being full and pounded into, but at the same time it was more than enough to make Phainon feel nervous.
Nervous to where he couldn’t help but to freeze his movements - trying his best to comprehend if the hybrid was joking with him or not. All before the silence between Mydei’s pants only.. Continued, for too long, too hushed to where Phainon found himself growing anxious.
“Can I ask why, Mydei?”
“I would never.. Date a bull like you,” Mydei hissed out, and Phainon found himself freezing over the sharpened glare Mydei sent over his shoulder towards him. Cold and cruel as they looked at him with a new emotion that Phainon couldn’t fathom at all, something that read he was wanting to get this over with and run from Phainon.
.. Why?
What did he do to make Mydei hate him so deeply..?
“.. Pardon?” Phainon questioned in an almost hoarse voice, trying his best to comprehend what he could even say besides that one word while Mydei was looking back at him as if he hoped Phainon would die, rot, and explode. In that exact order.
“After this, you and I will not meet again,” Mydei told him in such a rigid and cold voice, distant as if he was eager to pull away from Phainon now, “I won’t serve your table again.”
That wasn’t a threat, that was something that sounded like he was promising it and that.. That was terrifying.
“M.. Mydei, what do you mean?” Phainon asked, but he couldn’t help the way his fingers were crawling to the front of Mydei - gripping onto him and doing his best to keep that man as close as possible all while hearing his breath stutter over Phainon’s grip on him tightening.
“I’m not your breeding stock,” Mydei’s words were growled out, hissed in a way that made Phainon’s head feel dizzy when he thought of how even his angry voice was intoxicating to hear. Beautiful and melodious to where Phainon felt his cock twitching inside of Mydei happily, all while his mind tried to tell him he was being scolded. He shouldn’t enjoy the venom in Mydei’s words..
“I won’t be added to the pile. You said male cow-hybrids are always like this.. I’m just another tally for you, correct? We won’t be talking again.”
We won’t be talking again.
Those words were spoken so matter-of-factly that it made Phainon’s blood run ice cold.
“That’s.. That isn't..” Phainon trailed off, but he couldn’t help the way he felt himself getting closer to Mydei over that - edging himself deeper into that cow’s soft hole to hear the whined out noise he gave over his cock spearing him open even more. And Phainon couldn’t help but to put his arms around Mydei tighter, making sure that Mydei’s back was pressed up against his chest all while burying himself to the depth of how much Mydei could take.
His mind was only able to listen to the sweet sound of Mydei gasping over the pressure of being filled, “That’s not what I meant. Please don’t leave me.”
This was the worst.
That was the only thought Phainon could manage to come up with as he kept sloppily and messily thrusting into Mydei - refusing to stop coiling around him protectively as he jackhammered himself into the strawberry blonde. Doing his best to make sure Mydei was still comfortable all while jerking into him, doing his best to control himself as he bit back a whimper.
“I’ll treat you well, there’s no one else. I don’t breed people for fun, please listen to me.”
How was Phainon supposed to explain to this perfect man that he was a virgin until now? That no one had ever gotten him this high off the feeling of lust and love and made him debate marriage like this? That he wanted to date Mydei and see that man happy everyday for the rest of his life?
“I’m sorry, I misspoke, it’s not like that at all, Mydei.” Phainon tried to firmly say, but it came out in a sloppy mess considering the wet noises from Phainon still thrusting into Mydei without mercy. Desperate to prove that he would be good for Mydei, and for some awful reason that was telling his instincts to keep pleasuring Mydei until the cow couldn’t walk on his own, “I only want you, I’ve never bred someone before, I promise. This is my first, please.. Don’t..”
He could feel the way he was crying a little - weeping just a tiny bit as he practically pleaded Mydei to not give up on him, “Please.. Let’s.. I’ll be loyal, I promise, I.. Marriage? Will marrying make you happy?”
He wanted to marry Mydei.
That was undeniable as he felt like his mind was crumbling over just the mere idea of Mydei leaving him - surely.. If he was a good breeding bull, Mydei wouldn’t leave him.. Mydei would be happy, wouldn’t he?
“Please I.. I can’t stop thrusting into you.. Get pregnant so you can’t leave me, Mydei..” Phainon whined out those words, and yet he couldn’t help himself as he clung onto Mydei even more. Very aware of the fact Mydei wasn’t even trying to escape him outside of his legs quivering with every deep thrust Phainon gave, but otherwise..
“You’re.. Insane..” Mydei breathed out, sounding as if he was struggling too much to even consider leaving Phainon right now anyways - instead letting the reverberating sounds of their sloppiness cover the silence between them in that.. Very public alleyway.
“For you.. Just for you.. Cry out more so people know that you feel the same for me too..” Phainon found himself purring those words out nice and low, jerking his cock into that man every single spare second he had - delighting in the way Mydei was whining over the pressure and pleasure.
“You’re a pervert,” Mydei grumbled out, and even that was cute to Phainon - mainly because he couldn’t help but notice how gentle Mydei’s hand was. No longer clawing and struggling, but something sweeter.. Needier, even.
“You said it yourself, I’m just territorial, Mydei,” Phainon chuckled, finding himself unable to look away from that cow as he thrust into him again and again. Watching the way Mydei choked out such loud noises all while his insides matched with squelching coming from his sloppy hole.
It was nice to know anyone who walked past this brick alleyway would immediately know Mydei was Phainon’s.. And that was the sole reason why Phainon couldn’t stop his hips from rocking into Mydei more.
“Phai-”
“Your voice is so pretty when you feel good,” Phainon interrupted and he fully enjoyed the way Mydei was practically gasping to try to speak at this point - probably a little bit delirious in his own pleasure, “Please.. Don’t take away my ability to hear it.”
Phainon couldn’t help but to move his hand to the nice bump in Mydei’s belly, a spot where he knew his own cockhead was buried inside the smaller cow, but he didn’t mind that at all. If anything, he adored the way Mydei made such a choked noise over the pressure of Phainon pushing against it just a tiny bit.
“Look.. Our child is already so big..” Phainon breathed out, pressing down on Mydei’s abdomen even more against that bump to hear how sweetly Mydei could whine over it. Shaking and trembling the more Phainon pushed, and that.. That was delicious to where Phainon couldn’t help himself but to pant over how much Mydei was squirming on his cock, “You can’t leave me, Mydei, not when you’re pregnant..”
Phainon was still thrusting a little, roughly and loosely bumping his cock all the way into Mydei’s hole as his rim kissed Phainon’s shaft so lovingly. Desperate to keep him inside almost, and Phainon had no desire to ever leave him, not now. Not when he knew just how delusional and yet realistic his thoughts could be with this cow..
And that Mydei would enable every single one of them and let him breed Mydei to the brim..
“I’ll buy you a nice ring.. We’ll get married and that way you’ll know I’m only yours, right?”
Phainon couldn’t help but to think Mydei’s next reaction was more than just adorable - watching the way Mydei squirmed just a little in his grip all while he could feel his insides wildly convulsing on his cock. Tightening and squeezing to easily tell Phainon he was orgasming again, but Phainon was more distracted by something else as he lowered his head to lick at Mydei’s cheek.
Salty and warm as that cow was full on weeping with this orgasm, panting and a mess as he writhed over this deep breeding that was making him feel good. A sight that only made Phainon fall more and more in love as he licked his cheek again, eager to clean up those tears for his beloved while Mydei was still letting him.
“Do promises of devotion turn you on? Ah..” Phainon found that to be so very cute, but it’s not like he was any better - instead making sure he was nice and deep inside of Mydei before letting himself copy that man. Desperate to show Mydei he was good at his job and could easily breed him, pumping more of his own cum into Mydei and listening to the way he made such a little whine over that.
Assuredly over being so very full, but Phainon didn’t mind as he only moved his hand to Mydei’s own - threading their fingers together to grip his hand and sigh a little in relief over being able to put a few more coatings of white into Mydei’s guts.
“It’s okay, marriage.. Marriage sounds good doesn’t it?” Phainon purred into Mydei’s ear, nuzzling a little into Mydei’s head as he spoke all while slowly swaying his legs, just enough to shallowly help Mydei keep his orgasm nicely ridden out along with his own.
Though, Mydei’s hand only tightened on Phainon’s hand with a tired little noise, “We can’t marry..”
“Why not? We’re just consummating our vows right now!” Phainon pointed out with a laugh as his eyes only stayed low to watch the sputtering of white Mydei’s cock was giving to the pavement. Making such a mess beneath them all while Phainon’s cum had already formed such a sloppy puddle beneath Mydei’s hole regardless.
.. Something about the fact they were both making this alley into a white sight made Phainon feel more and more giddy - especially as Mydei kept twitching around Phainon inside of him.
“I can’t feel my legs..” Mydei struggled to say, so weakly and pathetic that Phainon found that so very entrancing as he only stayed buried to feel Mydei’s insides still squeezing down on him, lovingly trying to milk Phainon more while his own cock spurted uselessly onto the floor messily.
“That’s alright..” Phainon murmured so sweetly into Mydei’s ear, unable to help himself but to lick at that man’s cheek again to hear the way his breath struggled every single time Phainon so much as moved a centimeter. And Phainon couldn’t help but to adore that more when his own cock was breeding him as well.
He loved every noise and whine this cow could make, he loved the way Mydei’s legs were shaking and quivering from being bred so much and forced open to take Phainon balls deep into his core. He loved how wet Mydei had become with cum oozing out of his hole and down his thighs in such a lovely sight of being claimed by Phainon so purely.
It was enough to make Phainon feel even more greedy as he slowly edged his cock backwards - sliding out while clutching onto Mydei as tight as he could to keep him upright while his guts shifted with a new level of emptiness.
Phainon didn’t mind those blunted fingers clawing into his arm at all, not as he gave a little laugh and hummed over Mydei’s worries; “I’ll carry you.”
“Wait, I.. I need to clean myself up first,” Mydei was barely uttering those words - coming out so quiet and weak that Phainon couldn’t help but to chuckle a little at such a pathetic attempt. Especially as his cock popped free from Mydei and made that cow make such a garbled and strangled sounding whine over being completely empty.
Spasming, almost, as he tried to get a grip on himself with his head still hanging low and hands on Phainon’s arms that were still coiled around him possessively.
“No worries, I can lick you c-”
“Don’t you dare.” Mydei snapped in an annoyed tone, only serving to make Phainon click his tongue with an innocent little whistle over how he wouldn’t have minded worshipping Mydei’s body just a little bit more, but that was fine. More than fine as he still kept his hands wrapped around Mydei.
“May I carry you, then?” Phainon asked, and a piece of him fell into a quiet state of mourning over the way Mydei’s shaky hands were leaving him to try to shrug him away. A feeling that Phainon really did not enjoy considering the fact he still.. Was so very scared Mydei would leave him.
That they would never talk again.. It was horrifying..
“.. Fine,” Mydei breathed out, and that was something that filled Phainon with safety and comfort as he let that man finally stand on his own with both of their tails swaying to the same song, “My home isn’t too far, pull up your pants..”
That.. Right.. Phainon only swiftly moved to yank his underwear and pants back up, blinking a little over how soaked Mydei looked - his tights soaked with cum and white still dribbling down his legs messily. Clearly well loved and his hole abused to its extremes, and Phainon.. Phainon couldn’t help but to swipe that man off his feet with a little laugh escaping him.
“I’m taking you to our home,” Phainon explained as soon as he fully registered the shocked expression that was burned onto Mydei’s face - one that read that he didn’t have a clue what was going on as he was immediately picked up into a princess carry with his arms around Phainon’s neck.
And Phainon could barely will his own smile to go away as he felt Mydei’s own tail wrap around his arm in that position - so sweetly accepting his role to be carried for right now, at the very least!
He looked like he had a comment to say about that as well, all before seemingly giving up and pressing out such a heavy sigh instead; “.. Our?”
“You need to pick out a wedding ring! We have a lot to talk about tonight!” Phainon chirped as he happily carried Mydei down along the street - doing his best to cover that beautiful cow’s body with his arms as he walked, but nightfall was falling anyways.. And anything people would be mad at Mydei for, Phainon was more than a little happy to take the blame so long as Mydei was left fine!
“What nonsense is this..?” Mydei asked with a quiet little chuckle in his throat - a sound that was music to Phainon’s ears as his own tail wagged excitedly over it.
“No nonsense, I just want to marry you,” Phainon replied honestly, because he absolutely felt that way about Mydei! It was only natural for him to fall in love with Mydei! How could he not? If someone disagreed, Phainon could only find it in himself to point out that it was Mydei of all people, anyway!
“.. How about a date before that first?” Mydei questioned with a bit of a confused sounding lilt in his voice, as if he didn’t understand how Phainon was still continuing their pillow talk while walking with Mydei in his arms..
“Oh! Sure, sure.. Can you still pick out a ring though? I’d like to have it custom made and engraved..” Phainon rambled a little as he cocked his head to the side to give a charming smile to Mydei, feeling much more light-hearted about his entire day as he realized he had won this battle, “Something that really says you’re spoken for and not to look at you..”
“Absolutely ridiculous.”
“And yet you’re blushing and clinging to me, Mydei..”