lord-of-the-harvest

[lord-of-the-harvest]

do u guys think Ren would do this to annoy you OwO

POV: ur showing pics of ur cat to Ren and he straight up does the OwO voice

ignore this i'm not high i swear

[lord-of-the-harvest]

Red Rut Ch 5

Chapter 5 Final Tie

Summary: You finally get your revenge on Ren for torturing you for his whole rut! Really, it’s better for both of them that you take the lead for a change. Now, though, there’s something wrong with you on Day 7 of Ren’s Rut!

Contains: Hurt/comfort, heat/rut, omegaverse, ED mention, pillow humping, bondage, noncon, omega/sub Ren, infection description, mentions of suicide by hanging NSFW MDNI

Ren woke up on his back, arms outstretched, and you laying on top of him. With the ache in his stomach already rising, he felt the familiar urge to mount something. He went to roll on top of you, but found he couldn’t pull his arms down from their resting place. He tried yanking them down, but to no avail, and you seemed much lighter than usual. Confused, Ren opened his eyes, and to his horror, he was in the nest alone. His arms were tied to the headboard, and his feet spread, one tied to a post at the foot of the bed. What he thought was you turned out to be one of his dakimakuras, with the lewd side facing him. “Pet?! Get in here right now, where the hell are you?!” Ren yelled and pulled against his restraints. He would have clawed through them if not for his mitts covering his hands, which he thought were well hidden. The ache in his stomach and his animalistic instincts were getting to him. He needed release, but it was clouded by anxiety and fear. You entered the room, carrying a tray of food, and wearing a tank top and night shorts. “Good morning Ren! Did you sleep well?” Ren was too flustered to answer, and berated you instead with his own onslaught of questions. “What did you do? Why am I tied up? How could you do this to me?” He was so worried and panicked, tears started welling up in his eyes, and he tried hiding the relief he felt to see you again. You put the plate on his nightstand and you gently cupped his face, wiping a tear from his cheek. “Ren, Sweetie, this is for your own good! You were at a point where you couldn’t take care of yourself, so I took it upon myself to make sure you got better. It’s best for both of us, Sweetie, you should really thank me.” Ren went to bite at you, but you moved your hand just in time. “Now, I’m going to sit here and make sure you eat everything on this plate. Then, I’ll handle your other ‘issue’.” Ren thrashed around again, demanding to be let out, but you shushed him again. You brought a fork holding a piece of a pork stuffed omelet to his mouth. “Alright sweetie, be a good boy and say ‘aah’.” Despite the obvious patronization and humiliation of being spoon fed by his own pet, his hunger got the best of him, and Ren opened his mouth for you. He hungrily ate everything that was on the plate, but rejected your offer to get him more food. “Sweetie, I can tell you’re still hungry, wait here and I’ll get you some more.” Ren yelled in protest, but you insisted, leaving the room before he could get a good argument in. He looked down at his aching cock, now at full attention and leaking precum. Fuuuck I can’t do this anymore, I need something, anything! He looked to his side and found the daki you had left him with. On it was a sexy fox girl with strappy lingerie, barely covering her otherwise nude body. This is humiliating, I haven’t done this in months. Ren rolled on his side, swinging his free leg over it, and shuttered at the slightest contact. Slowly, he started to grind his hips on it, completely getting lost in the pleasure he felt. He was so relieved by it, he didn’t even notice you step back into the bedroom. He was a drooling mess, on the verge of climaxing, when you spoke up. “Aw, my little pet likes his toy, how cute~” Ren scrambled, trying to save whatever sense of dignity he had, but it was too late. You were already behind him, and pushed him further into the pillow. “Go ahead, Sweetie, finish what you started~” A deep blush spread across his hollow cheeks and his jaw dropped, letting out a light moan. With your hand on his hip, he shoved his cock into the pillow, wishing he was inside you again. His mind drifted to your soft walls around him, the way you’d squeeze him so perfectly and take his seed so well. He let out a yelp and a cry as he came onto the fox girl’s lap. You felt him shutter under your touch and a wicked smile spread across your face.

You sat on the edge of the bed and fed another omelet to you tied up fox. When he was done, you redressed his wounds and brushed his fur. Despite the hair and weight loss, he looked nice when he was actually taken care of. You smiled, but Ren frowned, still demanding you let him go, but blushing as he did so. “Pet, I’ll play nice if you let me go right now. I’m going to get out eventually, so you might as well let me go now.” He ended his sentence with another tug at his restraints, but no give. You smiled sweetly again at him, but shook your head. “No Sweetie, can’t you see? It’s better this way! Like this I can take care of you, and feed you, and keep you happy, all without hurting either of us. I really should have done this from the start, but oh well, maybe I can get a jump on it next year~" You winked, and Ren scrunched his face, tirelessly yanking on the straps that held him in place. You couldn’t help but giggle at him, and reached to get something off your nightstand. “I have something I think you’ll really enjoy, by the way. I know it’s been a favorite of yours before, so I figured you’d like to see it again." You stood up, discarding your shorts, and strapping yourself into a black harness with a familiar blue dildo poking out. Ren protested at first, insisting he didn’t need to get pegged to work through his rut, but the blush on his face and his swishing tale told you otherwise. You were quick to point it out too, whispering words of encouragement into his ear. “I know you want it, Honey. No shame in it, not with me~" You knelt between his legs, and warmed him up by sliding a single lubed finger into him. Ren moaned, his hips bucked, and his cock stiffened again. “Aww, see? I knew you’d like it. This just proves pets don’t always know what’s best, good thing you have a nice owner, hm?” Ren flushed bright red as you massaged his sweet spot, slowly slipping another finger into him. You figured since he was being a good boy, you would give the rest of him attention as well. You started with his ears, gently rubbing them and watching his eyes roll back in his head. After sliding in a third finger, you moved your other hand to his cock, now leaking even more precum. As soon as you grazed his knot, he shot hot cum over his stomach and chest. He let out a loud, guttural moan as he did, and you kissed his red cheek, satisfied with your work. You weren't done yet, though, and sat up, lined yourself up with his entrance, and coated your strap with a generous amount of lube. Before Ren could protest again, you slid yourself into him, all the way to the harness. Ren choked out a moan, sounding more like a shocked squeal than his guttural groan from before. “You’re being such a good pet for me, Ren, now that you’re following my lead.” He couldn’t help but swing his one free leg around your hips, bringing you closer into him, and moaned again. “I ca…I can’t s-stop, I need more, I…aah~!” You tilted your hips back and forth, keeping a steady pace inside him. Soon, Ren was reduced to a drooling moaning pet, begging you to not stop.

Although you were finally on top and loving it, you needed a break after the first hour, and knew Ren could use one as well. By this point he could barely string together enough thoughts to speak, let alone beg to be let go. You rolled off of him while he mumbled and whimpered for you. “Pe..ah..I-ah~” His tongue rolled out and he looked at you with pure admiration behind his eyes. You laid beside him, playing with the fur on his chest, and smiling at your sweet fox. “You're such a good boy for me, Ren, would you like some water? Maybe a snack?” Ren nodded with a huge grin plastered on his face, tongue still hanging out and panting. You kissed his forehead before sliding off the bed and discarding your strap. “I won’t be gone long, Sweetie, wait right here for me, alright?" You knew he couldn’t leave even if he wanted to, but you still wanted to instill obedience into him. He had been doing it the whole week, why couldn’t you have a little fun? When you came back from the kitchen, protein bar and water bottle in hand, Ren was no longer panting. He, instead, smiled softly at you, inviting you back into the bed with him. You got back into bed, brushing through his hair with your nails as you fed him the energy bar and water. “See, Pet? Isn’t this so much nicer and easier? You can sit back and relax all you want while I do all the work.” Ren narrowed his eyes as you spoke, still not warmed up to his new nickname. “You know I’m still the one in charge, Pet, I’m just letting you dig your little hole deeper and deeper." You smiled and put down the water bottle. “Darling, you shouldn’t be thinking too hard. Let me worry about going deeper and deeper into your little hole~” 

Although Ren didn’t like the idea of you topping during his rut at first, he grew to love it, though he would never admit to it. His hands were mitted, but you put them on after wedging fabric between his fists. This way, he could still sink his claws into something without hurting himself. It was nice not having to stop too often to pull out the first aid kit to stop each other from bleeding out. Not to mention, he wouldn’t go hungry again with you feeding him every hour, and even you seemed to have more energy and stamina from the change. He would never fully admit it, but deep down this was what he was craving for so long. While you could have taken the opportunity to try to escape, your attention was fully on him, and his heart fluttered knowing this. With every bite you fed him, each kiss from your lips, and every thrust of your hips, he knew you were finally doing this because you wanted to, not because he was making you. Ren adored feeling desired more than he loved feeling needed, and here, you seemed to both desire and need him. He still begged you to untie him, now claiming he wanted to hold onto you better. You still denied his requests, insisting it was for both of your safety. You did, however, comply with his request to be inside you one more time. It was towards the end of the day, and you were finally feeling up to having him knot you again, for possibly the last time in his rut. Although you had experimented with large toys in the past, the consistent railing Ren had put you through had left you incredibly sore. 

Night was falling, and Ren could feel his mind and body slowly returning to a normal state. His knot had gone down over dinner, but his cock got hard as soon as you crawled on top of him. “No, Ren, for the last time I won’t untie you. With how you’ve been acting this week you’ll be lucky if you’re only wearing your mitts to sleep.” It took a minute of adjusting due to all the pillows, but soon enough you were comfortably sitting on Ren’s face. His tongue immediately attacked you, and not in his usual strategic way. “Ren! No, take it slow!” Despite his rut slowly coming to an end, he would still slip into some of his more animalistic tendencies. He obeyed his orders, and slowly licked at your heat, paying close attention to your sensitive clit. You moaned softly, and ran your finger down his hard cock. Sure you agreed to let him knot you again, but only after he could make you finish using only his tongue. Although he started off a little too strong, he slowed down enough to really let you enjoy it. You moaned out his name and had to stop yourself from sitting down too hard on him. His tongue circled around your clit, raising a familiar tight heat in your core. Your nails dug into the sheets, your breaths shallowed, and your legs tightened around his face. It didn’t take long for him to fulfill his end, needing his own release after all of your teasing. Your back arched and your mouth dropped open, drool rolling off your tongue. You pried your hips away from him as his face followed, still chasing after your heat. You hopped off and smiled at him, still panting from your incredibly intense orgasm. He squirmed and tugged at his cuffs with a hungry glint in his eyes. “I need you-I need to be inside you, Pet, please! Please!” Ren was desperate and panting himself, begging you to ride him. “Since you’ve been so good and you said ‘please’, of course I will, Darling~" You shifted and straddled his waist, rubbing yourself up and down his throbbing cock. He whimpered and arched his back, tugging on his restraints involuntarily. He wasn’t even inside you yet and he already felt like he was going to break. Slowly and steadily, you lowered yourself onto him. You were still sore, but much better after your warmup. Slowly bouncing up and down, Ren let our a loud grunt and started to scream. He was loud, but Ren was never really known for being quiet in bed. You sat down even further, taking his semi swollen knot inside of you, and Ren screamed again. You thought he would tear his restraints, or even the headboard, with how hard he struggled against them. Ren was sweating, drooling, and bucking his hips into you like a madman. He had acted like this his whole rut, but something about the way he was behaving now was different. His body strained more, and he had a deeper look of desperation on his face. He thrusted his hips so hard into you, he actually lifted you off the bed for a moment. Soon though, he screamed out one last time, and you felt hot cum pour deep into you. You could have sworn he came right into your womb, and even you were dizzy from his climax. Blood rushed to his knot, and it felt different now. It was bigger, hotter, and you were sure it was more sensitive. You nervously looked at Ren, thinking something was wrong, but he laid back almost paralyzed and panting.

After a few moments of panting and twitching, Ren explained what was so different as you cuddled together, waiting for his knot to go down. Apparently beastkins could experience a “final tie”, where they knot one last time during the rut cycle, usually when the one in rut feels satisfied and bonded to their partner. He didn’t think twice before rambling about bonding and pairing to a mate, and how it can bring on the final tie. Blush spread on his cheeks and his eyes widened when he realized he was spilling his guts to you. You, of course, teased him about this, not thinking twice about how he could punish you for it after he’s untied. Regardless of the humiliation, Ren sunk into the pillows, and basked in the afterglow of the night. His mind cleared, and after an hour of knotting, you were able to finally slide off him, and unstrap Ren from the bed. You laid there the rest of the night, finally able to get a good deep sleep.

…

The next day, Ren was unexpectedly called into work early in the morning. You could hear him shouting from the next room, ranting about incompetence and horrible timing. Luckily, though, his rut had ended the night before, so he could go in without being a total mess. Neither of you wanted him to leave, but he knew that his presence was a matter of life or death. The contemplation was clear as day on his face, it was almost touching seeing him regretfully leave you. You spent the first half of your day cleaning up the nest, as per Ren’s request. You stripped the bed, throwing almost everything on it into trash bags, as most of it was either ripped to shreds or smelled too awful for even bleach to clean. Arranging new sheets and pillows on the bed made you feel so refreshed and clean, almost resetting the bedroom to how it was before. You let out a small sigh of relief and fell back onto the bed, opening your eyes just a little. The bandaged body you saw in the mirrors above, struck you otherwise. Things could never go back to “normal” after this, as if any of it was normal to begin with. Now, you knew how Ren felt, and he had permanently altered your flesh in a way that hurt to even look at. Tying on a robe, you sat on the edge of the bed, deep in thought and recounting the previous days. Subtly, a familiar pain crept up your back and settled below your stomach. Shit… you thought, your head perking up and your feet moving you towards the restroom. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! You flung open the door and sat down on the toilet, dreading what you knew would come next. “Owww, fuck!!” A familiar burning sensation settled in as you relieved yourself, making you scream in pain. Really, with how much Ren was fucking you, and how much you held it in the past week, you shouldn’t be surprised you had come down with another uti. “Oh God, why? Why now when Ren’s go-" You reached up and touched your neck. Ren had forgotten to put your collar back on, and with your phone smashed, you had no way of contacting him. The pain was already too great for you to even think about leaving the toilet, but you needed to look for antibiotics.

Ren’s day was full of running around and cleaning up other people’s messes. Someone had left some product alone too long among spare supplies, including loose ropes. Surprisingly, they had used the rope on themselves instead of trying to escape. This wouldn’t have been an issue for Ren to deal with, if it wasn’t for the fact someone had already bought them. This client also wasn’t one for understanding mistakes, and would only talk to Ren. Even though they had a strong and professional relationship, it still took a massive amount of ass kissing to get his client to not have an absolute meltdown. After the situation was handled, Ren figured he would make his way home, but decided he had some other unfinished business to attend to. He walked through the halls of the bunker till he found who he was looking for. “Kangaroo!” He stood at the doorway to the streaming room, catching his employee off guard. Kangaroo turned to face him, standing firm and preparing himself for what was about to come. Fox walked towards him, keeping a straight face while eyeing him down. “You’re back early, Fox! Welcome baaack, how are thiiings?” Kangaroo tried keeping a calm, pleasant face, but he was a nervous wreck behind his facade. He remembered what had happened to an employee previously in his shoes, and he got only more anxious. Fox noticed this, but didn’t comment. “I’m glad I caught you today, Kangaroo, I wanted to discuss what happened at my apartment a few days ago.” Kangaroo gulped, his composure slipping from him. “No, you’re not fired, and no, you’re not even in trouble, I’m…” Fox took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose and running his fingers through his hair. “...I’m sorry for how I behaved a few days ago. You did exactly as you were told, and had it not been for my mania, maybe things this week would have turned out differently.” He had a far off look in his eyes, and Kangaroo noticed. “How is…is she-” “She’s fine. Though damaged inside and out, but she’ll recover.” Kangaroo let out a sigh of relief, knowing that if you didn’t make it, he likely wouldn’t have either. He was put in charge of making sure you were alright while Fox was in his rut, but clearly didn’t succeed. He avoided asking more questions, as generosity like this was rare from his boss. Fox was also eager to leave and get back to his Pet, as although his rut was over, he still craved being by your side.

“Honey, I’m home!” Ren sang as he walked through the front door, expecting his Pet to come running to him. His Pet never came, so he walked through the apartment, looking for her. The kitchen was still a mess, but empty, making him upset. So I leave for work, feeling like shit, and she can’t even clean the kitchen? Ren was getting angry as he reached the living room, which again was still empty. Finally, the bedroom. The bed was made, which he was pleased to see, but still no you. He finally opened the bathroom door and found you hunched over, still on the toilet. You slowly raised your head to greet him, hugging the robe closer around yourself. “Hi, Honey, I-I couldn’t get the kitchen cleaned today, I’m so sorry, I just-” Ren quickly knelt beside you, placing a hand on your lower back. ”What’s wrong, Pet? Why are you in here like this, have you been here all day?" You looked down again, gently nodding your head. “Almost, I got the bed clean, but I think I have an…infection…” It had been years since you had to explain yourself like this to anyone other than a doctor, and the shame was already setting in. Not to mention, the drain of being in pain all day had wiped you out mentally. It didn’t take long for Ren to put together what you were saying, and wrapped his arms around you. “I’m sorry you’re sick, Pet. I figured something like this would happen...” He reached into his pocket and pulled out an orange bottle full of antibiotics. He started explaining how much to take, but you had tuned him out. You could only stare at him, tears welling up in your eyes. “I also got some birth control pills, and a PlanB. Cause you know, I don’t want any…Pet? Are you in there?” A tear fell down your cheek and you brought Ren into a hug. You sobbed into his shoulder, hysterically ranting about missing and appreciating him. “I-I missed you, I missed you all w-week! I missed this and h-how thoughtful you a-a-always are. You’re always th-thiking of me, and I love it, and I love you! And-" You sobbing cut you off as you finally said what you had been thinking for months at that point. You held him tighter, and Ren only matched you grip, although trying to gently shush your now incoherent blubbering. 

After you had calmed down, Ren got you to take an antibiotic. You finally admitted to inserting your nexplanon bar back into your shoulder two days before. Ren wasn’t thrilled to hear about how easily you disobeyed him, but was relieved to know there was one less thing to worry about. He got you cup after cup of water, and when you were finally feeling better, he ordered some takeout. Sushi, one of your favorites, and something that reminded you of your first time meeting. Cuddling on the couch, eating and watching an anime Ren picked out. You were all too happy to be snuggled up with Ren again, despite thinking you would be sick of him by now. As you bit into your tuna roll, you rested your head against Ren’s shoulder. “You know I meant it, right? The thing I said earlier?” Ren smiled, turned to you, and planted a kiss on your forehead. “I know, Pet, I know.” 

Notes: Thank you guys for reading Red Rut, and happy end to the beastkin mating season! I’m working on another chapter for Pleasure, Pain, and Power, which should hopefully be out within the next month! This x reader won’t be continuing, so if you want more, check out my other works :D

[lord-of-the-harvest]

Red Rut Ch 4

Chapter 4 Not With This Animal

Summary: Ren’s been neglecting his own health and wellbeing, so you step in to take control for a little while. Your loving time together quickly fades though, when he realizes you’ve been lying to him his whole rut, and decides to punish you.

Contains: Hurt/comfort, heat/rut, omegaverse, gore, abuse, brainwashing, blood, minor ED mention, brainwashing, mind breaking, drugging, breeding kink, violence NSFW MDNI

The fourth day was, surprisingly, not as intense as you had thought it would be. There was plenty of biting, scratching, and knotting, but Ren had slowed down a lot. To your knowledge he hadn’t eaten that day, and barely ate the days before, which wasn’t due to a lack of you trying. You had mentioned many times that you were concerned for him, but he insisted he was fine, and refused to eat anything you offered. “No, Pet, you need it ! You’re going to need it, for the litter!” You would roll your eyes, and continued to obey his orders, no matter how far-fetched they seemed to you. It came to a head when Ren passed out after knotting you, and you feared the worst. He collapsed on top of you, the wind knocking out of him in the process. You immediately tried pushing him off, and was relieved when you found his pulse. When he came to, just moments later, he was surprised to see a very upset you. He joined you in the kitchen, clutching his stomach, still insisting he was fine and didn’t need your help. However, as soon as you pulled out some grilled chicken, his mouth began to water and he wolfed down three breasts and a leg without a second thought. You sat on the kitchen floor for a minute, now it was your turn to watch your partner eat as much as he could handle.

Night fell and you laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, while Ren dozed next to you. You stared at your reflection, tears pricking your eyes, listening to Ren’s breathing. You were exhausted, your eyes ached for sleep, but the pain you had endured kept you awake. You looked at your body, bandages and bruises covering you like a sheet, pain killers doing their best to help. You turned to look at Ren, who had crashed hard due to exhaustion and another day of non stop sex. His chest rose and fell, and his ear twitched slightly. I’m not sure who looks worse, me or him. Ren had lost a considerable amount of fur and weight in just the past week. It would be concerning, if not for the state you knew he was in. You rolled over, now fully facing him, and started to think to yourself. How out of it is he? Will he wake up if I get out of bed? You had daydreamt of having a few minutes to yourself since the start of his rut, and this might be your chance to get it. Starting off light, you placed a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him. No reaction. You sat up, tapped his jaw, and snapped your fingers near his ear. No reaction. This might be my only chance, I need to take it! Slowly, you got out of the bed while keeping your eyes on Ren. Shakily, you stood up, and tiptoed to the bathroom. Staying in the nest, covered in God knows what, made you feel filthy inside and out. It had been close to five days since you last bathed, and you were determined to make yourself feel clean again. You quietly shut the door, dimmed the lights, and filled the sink with warm water. Having a moment alone was already making you feel better, and you breathed a sigh of relief. Taking a washcloth and some soap, you scrubbed your arms and chest. The warm water felt nice on your skin, and you gently scrubbed around your wounds. Most of your new scratches were on your thighs, but Ren had made it a habit of biting into your neck and accidentally slicing into your arms too. Luckily, it hadn’t gotten to the point of missing flesh, and only a few stitches were needed on your legs. You tried to not let the sight get to you as you washed around you bruises and bandages, with the feeling of loneliness slowly setting in. I’m happy to be here, alone, and away from him. I needed a minute away, being by myself is good for me right now. You tried reassuring yourself that you should feel relieved, not saddened by Ren not clinging to your hip. It worked in subduing your outer feelings of sadness, but deep down you knew you missed Ren the way he was from before his rut set in. You pulled the plug out of the drain, watching the murky red water swirl down, and looked back at the mirror again. I should really wash my hair, it hasn’t been this greasy in…I don’t know how long. You filled the sink with fresh water again, mesmerized by the stream. The sink overflowed before you were brought out of your trance, and heard Ren grunt from the other room. Shit ! You paused, holding your breath, and hoping he wasn’t waking up. A few moments passed and you decided it was safe to continue. After wetting your hair in the warm water, you shampooed it, massaging your scalp with your nails and taking in the mesmerizing sensation. You dipped your hair back in the water, rinsing the soap out, and thinking to yourself you better hurry back to bed soon. Sure enough, when you rose to face the mirror again, you saw Ren in the reflection.

You stumbled, caught off guard by his sudden presence, and splashed water over the bathroom counter. You turned around to face him and was met with an angry, yet sleepy-faced Ren. His ears pinned back, but his eye bags stood out and he slowly. For a moment you stared at each other, understanding the heaviness of the situation. You were the first to cut the silence, putting your foot down as you did earlier that day. “Ren, I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to come clean myself up.” Ren looked you up and down, still with a sour look on his face. “I see that. In other words, you left the nest without me." Your heart was beating out of your chest, but you stood firm. “Yeah, I did, because I needed to clean myself with something other than your tongue or rubbing alcohol.” Ren’s eyes widened, that probably wasn’t the right thing to say, but you had had enough. You sighed as you drained the sink again, searching for the right thing to say next. “You could use a bath too, grab a rag and I’ll clean you up.” Ren’s head cocked to the side, his ears perked up, but he kept the sour look on his face. “You want to give me a bath? But I don’t need a bath, I smell fine.” Now you tilted your head, raised an eyebrow, and ran more hot water. “You absolutely don’t ‘smell fine’, but I can’t blame you for thinking you do, Sweetie. Come here, let me clean you up.” Ren looked in the mirror at his own figure. He was stark naked, covered in his own cuts and smeared with bodily fluids. He sighed, but joined your side with a washcloth in hand. You smiled, and soaked the rag in the water and scrubbed his arms for him. You stood behind him, kissing his cheek and rubbing gently around his wounds. Ren struggled to stay awake and stand up straight with the warm water and your gentle touch. “Darling, stay awake for me, alright? I want to wash your hair." You whispered in his ear, and Ren’s eyes fluttered open again. You drained the sink and got his favorite shampoo. It smelled like rich sandalwood, and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t your favorite as well. It brought on memories of you two washing each other in the tub, often ending with cuddling or incredibly passionate love making. Now, though, you rubbed the soap into your seemingly half alive partner’s scalp. He groaned as your nails scratched his scalp, and gently massaged his ears. Ren steadied himself on the counter, almost falling in his trance. You leaned him back, washing the shampoo out of his scalp, and noticed him getting hard again from the interaction. You stepped closer, slotting his cock in between your thighs and he gasped, now fully awake. “Ah-ah-ah sweetie, wait for me to finish rinsing your hair, alright?” He had tried standing straight up, only for you to gently push him back under the running tap. You moved your hips back and forth on him, earning soft groans of pleasure. Finally getting the soap out, you lifted Ren’s head out of the water and stared deeply into his eyes. You kept rubbing his ears, and Ren moaned, gently thrusting against you. This you could handle, it was comfortable, and you loved the cute sleepy-horny look on his face. His hips sputtered, and he came between your thighs, gripping you tight. After toweling off, you both made their way back to the nest. After finally washing up, even Ren admitted the nest was in bad shape. He quickly, yet lazily, stripped the sheets and plopped down a few more blankets. You crawled in after applying another thin layer of lidocaine to your wounds. With Ren holding you in his arms, you both soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next day was off to a similar start as the others, but with seemingly more energy from Ren. He woke you up with more sex, strapped you into your fox tail and ears, and continued to feed you more and more food. You knew that getting him to eat and take a bath the night before would reenergize him, and you were getting exactly what you had prepared yourself for. Though, naively, you weren't expecting him to catch onto your little white lies. His entire rut you had gone along with the idea of having a litter with him, neglecting to remind him of your birth control implant you got before you even met him. The bonding you had done the night before, the little bit of humanity you had seen in him, would soon be wiped away when Ren would grip your arm a little too tightly. Around midday he grabbed you, digging his thumb into your shoulder, feeling around for what he thought was a strange bump. You realized what he was feeling, and quickly snatched your arm back, but it was too late. Till now he had genuinely forgotten you had an implant, and actually thought you would be knocked up by the end of his rut. His reality came crashing down around him and he started screaming at the liar that resided in his nest. “You’ve been lying to me this whole time? You aren’t in heat, you never wanted this with me! You bitch, you’re going to have my litter whether you like it or not!" You had tried calming him down, reassuring him you hadn’t lied to him, but this only upset Ren more. He twisted you onto your stomach, sitting on your lower back while he inspected your shoulder. If this had been any other week of the year, he’d have the decency to do this with sterile equipment. Now, though, he sliced deep into your shoulder with his claws. You screamed as loud as your lungs would allow, the pain and fear setting in. I can’t do this, I can’t let this happen, not with him! Not with this animal! Ren dug around till he finally found what he was looking for. He pulled a small white stick out of your arm and threw it somewhere into the nest. You sobbed into the pillows, contemplating ways on how to escape, or at the very least, not die. Ren laughed and lowered himself down to your ear. “See, Pet, we’re going to be one big happy family, alright?” 

You sobbed on and off throughout the rest of the day. Ren was all too happy to keep fucking you, now knowing it would end in you giving him a strong litter. He tore your wound further with his teeth, lapping at and drinking your warm blood as it spilled out. Dissociation took over your mind, as thinking was too much of a drain on your already exhausted mind and body. Even though you knew his rut would be over soon, you feared what was in store for you after. Would he make you carry it to term? What would raising a family with a criminal like him even look like? Would he still be mad at you for lying to him? What other punishments were in store for you if you refused? After an hour or so, Ren finally decided to bandage your arm. It was starting to scab, and you were getting dizzy from the bloodloss. You sat on the edge of the bed for him, tears staining your face, and a glossed over look in your eyes. Maybe it was the idea of you finally being pregnant, but a wave of unexpected empathy washed over Ren, and he looked at you in pity. “Hey Pet, how about some chicken soup?" You slowly lifted your head, hair uncovering your face, and you softly nodded at him. After he wrapped you up, he made yet another trip to the kitchen. You laid back, mindlessly covering yourself in a blanket, still in the backseat of your own psyche. The blanket, however, twisted in a way to annoy even the most detached person, so you yanked at it trying to lay it flat. As you did, a small white stick flew by your face. You focused on it, knowing it was familiar, but not quite putting the pieces together. The throbbing in your arm suddenly became apparent, and as you held it up, you realized what the stick in front of you was. Hope rose in your chest, you quickly sat up, and held the stick in between your two fingers. You nervously eyed the bedroom door, knowing it wouldn’t take long for Ren to come back. You unwrapped your arm, bracing yourself for the pain you were about to endure. Gagging at the gash in your arm, you knew you needed to fight through the pain, despite every instinct in your head screaming at you to leave it alone. You shoved it back in, a wet squish coming from the wound. I won’t have his fucking litter, or whatever the hell is is he wants. Somewhat satisfied, you wrapped it back just in time to hear a familiar voice from across the room. “Pet, no! Don’t mess with your bandages, that’s not good for you.” Ren rushed to your side, tying the bandage tighter around your arm and finishing with a safety pin he pulled from his night stand. “I would hate for my darling Pet to not heal well.” Although there was a new found hope in your chest, you knew you couldn’t show it. “I…thank you, Ren. I don’t know what I was thinking, it just hurt and I…” “That’s alright, Pet, I don’t expect you to think right now. That’s what I’m here for~” He laid you back in the bed, propped you up on some pillows, and spoon fed you the soup he brought. “I’ll be with you the whole term, I’ll feed you and look after you, you won’t have to move an inch! When our pups come, we’ll give them the best lives someone could ask for.” He put his head to your belly and sighed. “We’ll make perfect parents, darling~”

The sun was setting, and Ren was starting to wind down for the night. He had been nice enough to let you nap after eating, but of course woke you up demanding more and more sex. You two had just gotten comfortable, with you curled up against Ren’s chest, when a request crossed your mind. “Ren…I want something sweet. Can you get me a snack, please?” Giving him your best sweet face you could muster, Ren tiredly left for the kitchen. As soon as he was out the door, you sprung up to see if your last hope was still in his nightstand. Sure enough, behind a few books, you found his rut medication. It was a longshot, but you needed a real break from Ren, and you were desperate. You twisted the capsules apart and poured their contents into his glass, stirring the water with a discarded fork. You tucked yourself back into the blankets by the time Ren came back, and wrapped your arms around him when he sat on the edge of the bed. He cupped your face, claws threateningly close to your eye, as he fed you a chocolate chip cookie. “Thank you for the cookie, Sweetie…are you alright?” Ren, taken aback, assured you he was fine, just tired. “I know you don’t like me to worry, but you don’t look fine. Here, lay down next to me, Honey.” Ren obeyed, and happily crawled in next to you. You eyed him, lightly taking his head in your hands. “Hmmm, how much water have you drunk today? I thought I told you you need to eat and drink more.” Ren rolled his eyes, again assuring you he was fine, but neglecting to answer your question. You shook your head and went to lay down. “Fine then. Don’t eat, don’t drink, just go ahead and pass out again, why don’t you?" You were clutching your pillow, seemingly on the verge of tears, while Ren rolled his eyes. “What’s gotten into you? I’m fine, just tired.” He looked up at the mirrors above the bed and lightly touched his eyebags. You peaked at him from your pillow. “I just…I just don’t want you passing out again. I need you to be strong, strong for us…” You touched your stomach and looked at him. He sighed and grabbed the water on his nightstand, chugging the whole thing. “Happy now, Pet?” Clearly exhausted, Ren laid down to meet your face in the pillows. You wiped a nonexistent tear from your eye and snuggled into his chest. “Very much so, Ren, thank you.”

Notes: Thank you guys for reading, and thank you for going over to my other fic, PPP! This has been so much fun to rewrite, and after I’m done with the next chapter I’ll return to working on PPP!

[lord-of-the-harvest]

Red Rut Ch3

Chapter 3 Bruise Me Bite Me

Summary: With the second and third day of Ren’s rut, he gets more clingy and aggressive. Day 3’s supposed to be the start of his two day peak, let’s see if you can survive it!

Contains: CNC, dubcon, somnophilia, hemophilia, abuse, heat/rut, omegaverse, lots of hurt, mental abuse, breeding kink, manipulation, ED (kind of), feederism, piss kink, exhibitionism, Ren being a creep, you getting hurt

MDNI

NSFW

You woke up the next morning on your belly, your back sore, and something smacking against you. Through your haze, it took you a moment to realize it was Ren behind you, fucking you thighs. “Ren? I-it’s a bit early, is-sn’t it?” He was breathing heavily and clearly focused on just getting himself off. “S-sorry, Pet. I woke up and-mmm just n-needed this…fuck your thighs are good!” That’s all he could get out before he returned to grunting like an animal. He didn’t care to ask me first? He could have woken me up first at least… You didn’t dwell on the thought for long, you’ve witnessed first hand Ren’s habit of taking what he wants when he wants. His cock slid up and down your clit, and you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs tight around him. The day before had been full of mostly penetration, and you welcomed the attention to your more sensitive areas. This morning he had a steadier rhythm, and didn’t take much time to make you both cum. You felt the tension rise and you backed your ass against his cock. His knot was hot and firm, it made for a perfect grinder. A moan ripped from your throat in a sudden orgasm, you must have been getting close while you were asleep. You felt him shudder and let out a long whine behind you as he dug his claws into your hips. He pulled away from you and smeared his cum against your slit with his fingers. He muttered something about knotting you later, and your face flushed red. The way he’d look at your body, the way he touched you and claimed you as his own was so much more animalistic than what you were used to. Your body couldn’t help but lift itself up and comply with his touch, but your mind quickly returned to reality and recognized your own needs. “Um…Ren? I need to use the restroom again, can I please get up?" You learned from the day before that you need to ask for his permission. One time he made you beg for it, and made you hold out as long as possible in hopes you would give up. It hadn’t worked yet, but he desperately wanted you to somewhat willingly give in to him. He growled at the idea of you getting up, but took a moment to look around the nest. He had ripped through most of the blankets on it, and knew he had more in his stash. Wrappers and crumbs littered the sheets, and even he was getting annoyed by them. “Fine, Pet, but don’t take too long! I’m going to clean up a bit while you’re in there.” It was likely the clarity from finally releasing himself that injected an ounce of humanity and made him allow you to go by yourself. Whatever it was, you weren't going to question it, and you hurried off to the restroom. 

You closed the door behind you and finally got a good look at yourself in the mirror. You were fully nude aside from the tail from the day before. The ears had slipped off while sleeping, and now resided somewhere in the sheets of your shared nest. Your thighs and hips were bandaged, and dry blood speckled your skin. Fuck, I’m such a sight, he better do something big to make up for this. You used the toilet and stood at the sink, washing your tear stained face and debating on changing your bandages yourself, yet deciding against it. Ren, meanwhile, was rushing around the room, trying to make it somewhat presentable for you. Maybe…maybe if I make it better for her she won’t want to leave again. I can do it, I’ll make it so nice she’ll want to stay in it forever! He brought more food, water, and blankets in. He even found your ears, and cleaned them up before setting them on your nightstand. Wanting to get it all done by the time you came back, he almost neglected to feed himself again. He looked in the fridge, grabbed the first thing he saw, and wolfed it down. His stomach hurt and was breathing heavier. Of course, he knew how to deal with it, as this was far from his first rut. Eating, sleeping, and fucking were the only things that could make him feel even a little better. He pulled dirty scraps of fabric out of the twisted sheets, and dumped more blankets in. Sure it helped with the smell, but Ren wasn’t happy with it. Still, he refrained himself from urinating in the bed again, in favor of appeasing you. When you came out, Ren grabbed you by the waist and led you to the nest again, sat you down, and shoved some cereal in your face. “Here, sweetie, eat up! I’ll fix you while you eat.” He knelt down on the floor and pulled out the first aid kit he used on you the day before. You ate your cereal and winced as he pulled you bandages off as gently as he could. “Sorry, Pet, this’ll hurt…” He stared at you now bare thigh caked in your own dried blood in awe. To your surprise, and disgust, Ren gripped your calf and licked up your bloody thigh. He had a lustful look in his eyes, and you felt him press against you leg. For the first time, you placed a hand on his shoulder and firmly pushed him away. “Ren, give me a break, please. I’m wounded and I need you to take care of me." You had a sad look in your eyes and pleaded in your tone. The grip on his shoulder could have told Ren you were irritated with him, but instead he looked up at you with sympathy. “Oh…I’m sorry, Pet, I can make you feel better.” You had heard beastkins can go through a phase in their cycles of being overly protective and doting on their partners. This you quite liked, and wanted to see how far you could push him. You deserved it with how much of Ren’s nonsense you had to put up with,

Ren finished bandaging your legs just as you finished your cereal. He seemed as though he was about to go for the second round of the day, but was stopped by you asking for another bowl. “Thank you for fixing me, sweetie, but some more food would make me feel perfect!” He quickly ran to the kitchen as you giggled at his excitement. Taking in the new nest, you buried yourself under a blanket in hopes of fending off your crazed lover. Surely, you could only fight off his sexual advances for so long. Ren came back with a breakfast tray featuring the cereal he promised, your favorite juice, and a side of berries. You sat up when he gave you the tray, and he curled up by your feet, watching you take each bite. You were kind enough to give your new servant some bites of food, as you could hear his stomach rumbling. “Ren, sweetie, I wish you’d eat something too, you don’t look so good.” Ren smiled at you and sat up. “No, Pet, you need to eat! We need to make sure you get enough food for them.” He had what could only be described as a delusional or crazed hope on his face while he looked at your stomach. He looked happy, but had a glint in his eyes, showing how severely out of touch with reality he was. They had discussed family matters in the past, and you both even laughed at the idea of starting one together or separately. You fought off the urge to correct him, and ate your cereal instead, still not wanting to upset him.

You finished your food, and as Ren was placing the tray on the floor, you asked him to rub you back. It was still sore from waking up on your stomach, and wanted it better before you were put in any more back breaking positions. You flipped over, and Ren obliged. You were both still nude, but you made sure to keep your lower half covered with your blanket. Ren started with your shoulders and made his way to your lower back, earning little moans from you in return. He was about to stop and take you right there, but you mentioned how good he was being for you and how much you appreciated it. “I know you’re going through your rut, honey, but I love how you still take care of me no matter what.” Ren whimpered and pinned his ears back, but kept rubbing and pressed himself against your ass for an ounce of relief. His cock ached as he rutted against the soft blanket, imagining being inside you. Eventually he started breathing heavier than you, and you noticed. “Ren, sweetie, it’s almost better, just a little longer, alright?” His urges were screaming at him to rip the blanket off and knot you, but he still managed to keep control. Care for her, she’s about to go through so much, you need to tend to her. He put his sexual urges to the side in favor of making you happy. A happy Pet is one more likely to take to the mating, she needs to be healthy for the litter. Sure enough, the power you now held over Ren was getting to you as well as the massage. Him pressing against you didn’t help keep you composure, and you could feel yourself getting wet and thinking about him fucking you again like the day before, only this time you pictured yourself ordering him to. You reached back and pulled the blanket off your ass. “Ren…I really think you should eat something…" You didn’t have to spell it out for him, and Ren quickly shifted and stuck his face between your thighs. He brought your hips up a bit so he could easily get to your wet heat. His tongue was even hotter on your lips, making you moan in pleasure. He licked at your folds and could finally rub his cock with a free hand. He was erratic and eager, you could feel his hunger through his tongue and it made you squirm wanting more. Being so worked up, he was already closer than you. He sat up, keeping his pet in place, and kept rubbing himself above you. The smell, and sight, and the pent up energy all combined together making him cum all over your ass. He hugged you from behind, and reached around to rub his cum into you. You loudly squealed and moaned as he quickly fingered you and rubbed his knot against your ass. It felt good, but he felt something missing as he pressed against you. 

After giving you a quick orgasm of your own, relishing in your beautiful moans, he found the box from the day before and pulled out the fox tail butt plug. He was kind and thoughtful enough to lube it up before forcing its way into your tight hole. “R-Ren! Aah!" You screamed out in shock and pain, not expecting the sudden foreign object. Although, once you settled, it started to feel good. Ren gently tugged and twisted it, giving you subtle stimulation. He gripped the tail and pulled it up, making you follow so your ass was high up in the air. This was one of Ren’s favorite positions, as it showed trust and compliance from his Pet. Now with the added degradation of the fox themed plug, he felt even more of a sense of ownership over you. He pressed against you and bent over to reach for your ears again, making you moan at the pressure. He strapped them to your head yet again and positioned himself properly against you. It was hard pushing his way into you with the size of his knot and butt plug working against him. When he finally pushed past your entrance, you let out a loud guttural moan as your walls closed around him. If it had been under any other circumstances, you may have been embarrassed by it, but now, you couldn’t begin to care how you sounded. Ren was heavily panting, and stared down at you. His Pet, his conquest, his property, his bitch. Your loud moan only added to the satisfaction he felt in knowing you were all his. His to bite, scratch, hold, knot, and breed. He slowly pulled himself away from you, only to ram himself back in, earning another nasty moan from his bitch. She wants it just as much as I do, dirty bitch, you must be in heat too! The thought of you being in a similar state as him only fueled his hunger, and he started slamming into you faster and harder. You lost track of the amount of times you came, the stimulation was all too much for you to handle. Just as your brain was turning to mush, Ren pulled you up by the back of your hair and brought himself down to your ear. “You wanted this more than I did, I can tell, you filthy bitch. You’re in heat, right? My bitch is caught in you own fucking heat!" You couldn’t bring the thoughts together to question or debate, and instinctually followed him instead. “Y-Yes Ren, fuck, I needed this, I wanted this, aah~” He kept ramming into you as hard and as far as he could go. “Ren-ah, you’re hitting m-my c-c-cervix! Y-you’re going to bruise m-me!" You tried speaking as best you could, but stuttered along the way. Ren growled and gripped your hair tighter. “I'm going to break through your fucking cervix and knock you up, bitch!" You screamed in pleasure, finally getting off to the idea of him breeding you. “P-please, Ren, bruise me, bite me, leave a d-dent in me! Mmmm I wanna f-feel your c-cum in me so ba-aah!" You were screaming again as you came harder than before. Ren shortly followed, cumming deep inside you and knotting you in the process. The pressure hurt, but you were too horny to care. Neither Ren, nor the tail could be pulled out of you, so you would need to lay there and accept it for the time being. You gained a little composure, and the reality and humiliation of it set in again. Ren hugged you from behind and rolled off of you, while still keeping you close to his chest. You looked up and saw the two of you in the mirror above. Your tail rested on your thigh, your ears were crooked, and Ren rested his face in the crook of your neck, still inside you. Your cheeks flushed hot in embarrassment at the sight of you two, but the butterflies in your stomach flew south. Ren could feel it, and lightly rutted into you again from behind. ….

Morning came, and you roused, not feeling Ren pawing at you for once. In fact, it didn’t even feel like he was in bed with you. You tried sitting up, but quickly realized your arms weren’t just resting above your head, but were in fact tied to the headboard behind you. You twisted around, but couldn’t find Ren or free yourself. “R-Ren? Where are you?" Your voice trembled and you felt more vulnerable than ever. You looked at the mirror above you to see your naked and bruised frame as you shrunk in on yourself. Suddenly, Ren swung the door open and growled under his breath. You twisted yourself around to look at your very angry owner. His ears pinned back, his tail fluffed up, and he was holding your broken phone. “Ren? What’s wrong? Why am I tied up?” He made his way to the bed and loomed above you. “What’s wrong? What is wrong, Pet?” He held up your phone, displaying a message from Kangaroo from the first night. You squinted and tried reading the message. “Call me if you need help this week, Fox’s orders." You were confused, with the excitement of the past few days you hadn’t even thought to check your phone or call for Kangaroo. I know he said his rut would be bad, but I didn’t think it was “call for help” bad. “Ren, I didn’t see that, did you really tell him to send me that?” He threw your phone down again, this time definitely breaking it for good. “Of course not! Why the Hell would I order him to talk to you? Besides, you don’t need help, you’re safe! Here, in the nest, you’re safe with me, right?” His tone fluctuated from furious to an almost desperate mania. As though he was trying to convince even himself the situation was under control. His last sentence ended with a bite, though, that told you to answer fast. “Right! I’m fine here, in the nest, with you looking after me. I don’t care about Kangaroo, I don’t need him.” Now it was your turn to desperately make yourself believe things were under control. Ren sighed with relief. “Good, good… Well, I do need him, so I invited him over." You, now concerned and afraid, couldn’t keep your emotions off your face. “Sweetie, you’re fine! I’m fine, we’re both fine. We just needed more groceries, and I need to remind him of something…” He bent down and kissed your forehead, you decided not to question him.

Ren disappeared and came back to give you food and water, but never untied you. He spoon fed you yogurt and granola, very much enjoying being needed. “You’re so sweet like this, I wish I could just keep you here forever...Oh wait, I can!” Ren giggled to himself, and you tried to laugh along with him. As long as you could keep him happy, you figured there would be a chance he’d untie you. Eventually, the time came where you needed to get up to use the restroom, but weighed your options. I could ask, but I risk making him upset, I don’t think he’s ready to untie me. I could also just…ugh- He had his hand on your thigh and the other in his lap, no doubt subtly rubbing himself. You couldn’t take it anymore, and felt like you were about to burst. You were tied right in the middle of the bed, and Ren was sitting on the edge to the side of you. You shifted towards him and twisted yourself onto your stomach so you wouldn’t have to see yourself in the mirrors above. Ren, of course, welcomed the sight and pawed at your ass. You couldn’t see, but could tell by his deep breathing he was rubbing himself even faster. Again, you ignored it, and relaxed your body. Ren gasped as he watched a puddle form around your heat, and palmed at his aching knot. You whimpered as you felt him grope at you harder. He bent down and kissed your thighs, whispering about how good you are and how happy he was. Soon the smell and the groping got to him, and Ren came in his sweatpants. He moaned and his hips bucked, while your face flushed with embarrassment and disgust. He’s a fucking creep, but did he really just cum in his pants from this? That’s disgusting, but hopefully he’ll untie me now. You broke away from Ren’s grip and flipped yourself over, but he wasn’t done yet. Ren was panting as he climbed on top of you and sunk down to your lap. You tried keeping your legs shut, but Ren forced them open and shoved his face in between them yet again. He started eating you out like a madman, all too happy to be in between your soiled thighs. It didn’t last long though, as he soon heard a knock at the door.

Ren quickly got up, apologized, and scurried off to meet Kangaroo at the door, leaving you panting and alone. This was too much whiplash for you, and he was behaving so manically. You couldn’t wait for his rut to be over and for some kind of peace and routine to be restored in the house. You could hear them talking in the next room over, accompanied by cupboards being opened and closed shut. The wait for Ren to return felt like forever with your outstretched arms and aching heat. Finally, the bedroom door swung open and you looked up to see a horrified Kangaroo. Ren was holding him by his jacket collar, forcing him into the bedroom and onto the floor. “Hey! What the-what the fuck are you doing?!" You twisted and turned, trying to cover yourself as best you could. Kangaroo’s jaw dropped as he looked at you scratched hips and soiled bed. “God damnit! Are you alri-” Ren kicked him down again, silencing him. “She’s not your fucking concern, Kangaroo!” Ren shouted at him and slammed the door shut, making his way to the bed. “She’s mine, and you’ll learn that one way or another…” His words trailed off as he cast his sweatpants to the side and climbed on top of you. “Re-uh-Fox? What are you doing?" Your voice trembled with fear as your gaze darted from Kangaroo to Fox. “I’m doing what should have been done a long time ago, Pet, I’m setting an example.” He grabbed your legs and lifted them up. Your knees were touching your shoulders as you gasped and protested, but Fox didn’t seem to notice or care. He was all too concerned with making sure Kangaroo was watching him take what was his. You shut your eyes tight, expecting a sharp penetration and Ren’s painful knot, but the pain didn’t come. Instead, you felt something hot on your stomach. You opened your eyes to see Fox on his knees, pissing on your stomach and chest. You screamed in disgust, and tried pulling on your restraints again, but with no luck. Fox had a satisfied and devilish look on his face as he looked from your body back to Kangaroo. You couldn’t see him, but you could tell he was mortified. You were too, the only one enjoying or getting off to the hazing was Fox, who was now laughing at both them. He must have really enjoyed it, as not even a moment after emptying himself onto his bitch he was forcing himself into you. You screamed again, now repulsed and in pain. Tears pricked your eyes, Fox was saying something but you couldn’t listen. You turned your face away to hide your shame, but Fox grabbed your jaw and brought it right back. “Darling, you should-unh-be happy to-mmm belong to me, instead of someone so-fuck-spineless!” He turned his attention back to Kangaroo, and shouted more claims of ownership at him. It was hard for you to think, but you scoured your brain on the best way to diffuse the situation. “Y-yes Fox…I l-love being y-yours!” Fox turned his attention back to you and momentarily paused his thrusting. “I-I want to be all yours! N-no one else’s!" You looked at him with the biggest doe eyes you could muster, made easier with your tears. “Please, Fox, make him leave, I want you to myself~" Your manipulation worked as he threw a plate at Kangaroo, shouting for him to leave. Kangaroo leapt to his feet and rushed out of the room, thankful he still had his life. He was already hesitant on coming over, as the employee tasked with this during Fox’s last rut didn’t exactly make it back in one piece. Ren turned his attention back to you, still muttering tear filled words of affection. After a particularly rough session that ended in a knotting, Ren untied you and held you in his arms.

You asked him to bring you food, but told him not to be gone too long as you would miss him. As soon as he left, you buried your face in a pillow and sighed. You knew you couldn’t cry, since Ren would be back soon with more food than you ware comfortable with eating. What happened to him? He’s usually sweet and level headed, why is he acting this way? When will it be over? You, of course, knew all the answers to your questions, but you were having a hard time dealing with your reality. Seemingly for the rest of your life, you were going to have to deal with Ren’s ruts each year, and couldn’t do a thing to stop them. Did he really tell Kangaroo to check on you? Did he really not trust himself that much? Did he really forget, or was he just being delusional and possessive? Ren came back shortly, this time with two trays of food in hand. “I kinda forgot to eat yesterday, so I’m making up for it today.” He said, with a slight chuckle to it. You came out from your pillow and picked at your food with him. You looked down at your stomach, and almost wretched at the smell. In hindsight, you should have used the time Ren was gone to wash up, or at least wipe yourself down. You debated asking him for a shower, but decided against it. This would be the start of his two day peak, and your two day Hell.

Notes: Can you guys tell I don’t know a thing about the omegaverse and heat/rut lore? I don’t worry too much about canon things with it, this is just how I see it playing out with Ren.

Also, is Ren calling you his “Bitch” cringey? I thought it fit, but felt a bit odd to write, since he usually calls you literally anything else.

Anyways, sorry to kinda cuck Kangaroo on the third day, but he’ll be fine after a cold shower :)

[lord-of-the-harvest]

Red Rut Ch 2

Chapter 2 Eat, Prey, Breed

Summary: It’s the first official day of Ren’s rut, and the only thing on his mind is taking care of and breeding his mate.

Contains: Physical/mental abuse, possession, piss, feederism, humiliation, inhuman genitalia, rut, breeding, mentions of medication, somnophilia, DEAD DOVE

NSFW

MDNI

The next few days consisted of you forcing Ren to take his medication, despite his insistence he doesn’t need them. He would take it, go to work, and come back ready to start his rut. You did all you could, almost resorting to hiding his pill in meat or cheese. It’s when he started nipping at you whenever you’d get near him with the bottle is when you finally gave up on it. One day, you woke up to a disgusting, awful smell. You tried fighting the smell in favor of sleeping in just a few more minutes, but it was pointless. Dawn had just come, and Ren’s alarm hadn’t even gone off. Yet there he was, at his edge of the bed, pissing on the sheets. After waking up and getting over your blatant shock, you spoke up. “Ren? Fucking excuse me? What are you doing?” He quickly turned his attention to you and almost pounced. “Pet, you’re up ! You looked so beautiful while you were asleep, I didn’t want to wake you. Good morning…” He dragged out his last sentence, and slowly pulled the covers off of you. He used them to cover up his stains, which didn’t do anything about the smell. Makes sense why he put down a mattress cover, but God that’s gross. You got up to use the restroom, but Ren came around to your side of the bed and pushed you back down. “No, Pet, you can’t leave. Stay here where it’s safe, and warm, and comfortable!” He had a wild look on his face that was only amplified by his recent shedding and eye bags. “Ren, I was just getting up to use the bathroom, alright?” He gestured to the spot he just used and smiled, tail swishing behind him. “No, Ren, I want to use a toilet. Is that…okay?” His expression fell, and he looked mad. “Sure, fine, use it. Why don’t you rip my fucking heart out too while you’re at it?" You had become expectant of his outbursts, but didn’t think he’d get so possessive over using the bathroom of all places. “…you want me to piss in the bed? Really?” He nodded, a small smile returning to his face. “The nest, but yes, I do. It’s our territory, after all~” His tail wagged again at the mention of it being yours. He loved having you as a pet, but now he wants you to indulge him. He wants you to be an accomplice, a mate in this ritual. You looked down, seeing the bulge growing in his sweatpants. “Okay Ren, how about this, I’ll…mark our territory now, but next time I use the toilet.” He smiled and pressed himself against the mattress. God this is so fucking humiliating. 

You shifted and squatted over the foot of the bed while trying to avoid where you actually sleep. Ren intervened, bringing your knees down and arching your back slightly. He had a perfect view of you, and couldn’t stop himself from humping the mattress. What the-I don’t even think I can go like this ! You let your mind escape into another world, trying to distract yourself. Ren waited patiently for you to start, and you could feel his gaze burning into your ass. You took a deep breath and relaxed yourself, thinking of a running waterfall and a trickling tap. It wasn’t too long before you could feel a trickle run past your lips and onto the sheets. “Fuuuuck yes, good girl.” Ren spread your cheeks and watched you go, licking his lips. This cannot be happening, he’s done weird shit before, but this is just gross. He was breathing heavily while he watched and you squirmed at the invasive attention. You finally moved away from him when he bent down and sniffed your heat. You tried distracting him as best you could from your performance, shifting the topic to something more humane. “Ren, I’m going to go make some coffee, you want some?” Ren grabbed your thigh, smiling, but not answering your question. “I have something for youuu~” He scurried off to the closet and you sat up on the bed. He brought back a black box with a light orange ribbon and placed it in front of you. “Open it!” He bent over the bed and his tail swished back and forth. You slowly pulled apart the bow and lifted the lid up. Dammit, I need to stop giving him the benefit of the doubt, what the Hell was I expecting? You looked down at the fox ear headband and matching tails. Unlike many of the other gifts he’s gotten you, these were relatively basic, as there were no bows, lace, or gems attached. They were simple, yet incredibly realistic, fox themed accessories. One of the two tails had a black strap meant to go around your hips, and the other had a gold butt plug attached at the base. Both were long and fluffy, and the ears were on a secure looking headband. “You…want me to wear these, sweetie? Not any of my other accessories or underwear?” He quickly nodded his head, and nudged the box towards you. “I don’t want you in anything else, just this." You lifted the ears and placed them on your head. Ren got up on the bed and adjusted them, kissing your forehead. “Now the tail! Put on the banded one first.” He lifted up your night dress as you undid the clasp on it. You tried ignoring his wandering eyes and groping hands while you strapped it around yourself. You slid off the bed, stood up, and did a spin for your mate. “Hmmm yesss, good girl! I love it!” He grabbed your hips, brought you close, and shoved his face in your neck. Alright, I need coffee before this keeps going.

Ren followed you to the kitchen while keeping his hand on you the whole time. You started the coffee maker, took some eggs and bacon out of the fridge, and lit up the stove. You had turned away for just a second, only to look back to see Ren eating raw bacon right out of the bag. “Ren, please wait for me to cook it first. I’m not kissing you again till you brush your teeth.” He put down the strip, mid bite. “I promise it’s good like this, it’s even better for you raw! Try it." You took the strip he held out and placed it in the pan, letting it sizzle. “No, sweetie, I’m not eating raw meat. You know I can’t do that." You turned your attention to the stove and started whisking eggs together. You had to swat Ren’s hand away a few times when he reached for them, but gave up when he popped a whole raw egg in his mouth. Maybe if I ignore him, he’ll go away. Or, at the very least, stop annoying me. You did just that, so Ren held you from behind and pressed himself against your ass. He followed you across the kitchen, and you tried to ignore his blatant dry humping. “Let’s eat in the nest, Pet!” Ren finally let go, grabbed both plates, and nudged you towards the “nest”. Thank God I didn’t brew him anything, he does not need coffee right now. As you two entered, the smell hit you like a brick wall. Ren was all too happy to cuddle up in the bed and start eating. You hesitated, but figured it was best to follow along with him. You picked at your food and held your breath, while Ren wolfed his down and put his plate on the floor. He watched you eat, encouraging you to do so slowly. When you finished he hopped up and ran to the kitchen. He brought you fruit, snacks, chips, and insisted you eat more. He’d go back and forth between staring at your mouth and belly, and even put his hands on you to rub at your stomach. “Ren? What’s this for?” He looked up at you, smiling. “I want you bigger, of course ! You’d be so beautiful with a bigger waist." You told yourself over and over again it was just his rut, but you feared this behavior would only take a turn for the worse as the week went on.

After you ate more than you really wanted, Ren threw the wrappers and plates on the floor and pushed you back onto the bed. He started kissing your jaw, your neck, your chest, then your stomach. “Fuck…I can’t wait any longer, I need you, Pet~” He brought your legs up and shoved his nose in your lap, making you gasp. He sniffed and licked at you till you were whimpering and wet. He slowly humped the mattress again as he groped and kissed up and down your thighs. When he deemed you wet enough, he tore off his pants and rubbed himself against your heat. You looked down and gasped, his cock was reddish and his knot was already bigger than usual. You didn’t have time to question or comment on it before he rammed it into you, making you scream in pleasure and pain. “Fuuuuck! Ren-ah, I-ow!” He ignored your scream and focused on ramming into you, all while tearing up your hips with his claws. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, grunting and whining into your ear. It felt more like being attacked and bred by a wild animal rather than making love to your partner, but of course, that’s what a rut is. It’s messy, erratic, and dangerous. Ren could barely keep a steady pace, unlike how he usually does, as he could only focus on going faster and harder. It wasn’t long before he finished in you, spilling his hot cum deep inside you, and knotting you in the process. It felt like hot lava, and your walls burned from his engorged knot. His hips sputtered and you wrapped your legs around him, trying to get him to stay still and ease yourself into the pain. He collapsed on top of you, and the two of you caught your breaths. You were about to speak up, to tell him to calm down or that it hurt, but Ren had caught his breath and started rutting into you again. His knot kept him inside you as he thrusted his cum deeper and deeper into your womb. “Ren-unh please-aah calm down!" You were used to him being rough, but he would usually slow down if you asked. Instead of obliging, he growled in your ear and kept humping into you like a rabid animal. I’m going to be nothing but a doll for him to bite and cum into, and that’s all I’ll be for the next week! I don’t know if I can take it, I don’t…ahhhh~ Despite the pain and obvious humiliation of being a half step above a fleshlight, the pain you felt soon turned to pleasure, and you could feel yourself getting wetter. I’m nothing…but a doll…for this animal to bite…and cum into…and that’s all I’ll be… your sanity was already slipping, and you started to get off to the humiliation.

Ren came inside you two more times before finally slowing down. You were a mess, with tears and drool struck across your face. They were both breathing erratically, but could rest now, even with Ren’s knot still inside you. “S-sorry, Sweetie, I’ve been a little pent up lately." Your brain had turned to mush, but you still managed to respond. “S’okay Ren, I…I get it.” You cuddled and waited for Ren’s knot to go down. When it finally did, he pulled himself out, and you felt his cum drip down your leg. Ren must have felt it too, since he immediately bent down and tried shoving it back in with his fingers. “Ren! No, bad boy." You smacked his hand away, and Ren looked shocked. “Sweetie, you know I’m not actually going to get pregnant…right?” Before meeting him, you had a Nexplanon bar inserted in your arm as your choice of birth control. It’s the only reason why you’ve lasted this long with Ren without already getting pregnant. He looked down at what he was doing and apologized. “Sorry Pet, I guess I got a little carried away again.” He blushed and smiled softly, wiping his hand on the sheets beneath him. He got behind you and threw his arm around your waist. “So, what do you think of this so far? Think you can take any more of me?" You sighed and gripped his arm, pushing yourself back into him. “If it stays exactly like this and you don’t get any more intense? Sure, I can handle it. That isn’t going to happen, though, isn’t it?” Ren chuckled and took a deep breath, taking in your scent. “No, Pet, it’s not going to stay this way, but I think it’s cute how you think it might.” The combination of your scent, your naivety, and just the thought of himself getting more intense made Ren hard again, and he was ready for another round.

The rest of the day was full of fucking, feeding, and Ren trying to get you to use the bed as a bathroom again. Although he was acting like a feral animal, he would have moments of sanity in between orgasms. They didn’t last long, and he would soon go back to furiously humping you each time, but you appreciated the moments of softness that came with it. You were even sort of warming up to his rut. Ren did all the work, he licked and bandaged your wounds, and you were served food in bed throughout the day. He even offered to carry you to the bathroom, which in hindsight was just a way for him to follow you in and watch you like the creep he is, but you still appreciated the spoiling. The day was coming to an end, and Ren could feel his body crashing from exhaustion. He barely ate all day, despite you offering him your food. He made one last run to the kitchen and came back with a pint of ice cream for you, and raw chicken and pasta for himself. He teared into the chicken with his teeth, transfixed on you, who was delicately eating you ice cream with a spoon. He used his hands for everything he ate, so you forced him to wash up after. You took him to the bathroom, washed his face and hands, and he begrudgingly thanked you. After that, you both fell into bed and fell asleep for the night. Throughout the night, you could’ve sworn you felt Ren grinding against you, but chalked it up to phantom sensations from the day. You were both so tired, neither of you noticed your phone buzzing with a text message. Notes: Ren is a FOX, Ren would definitely be into PISS. Do NOT judge me, you read this far you trusted the process, keep trusting it!

Chapter 2 Eat, Prey, Breed

Summary: It’s the first official day of Ren’s rut, and the only thing on his mind is taking care of and breeding his mate.

Contains: Physical/mental abuse, possession, piss, feederism, humiliation, inhuman genitalia, rut, breeding, mentions of medication, somnophilia, DEAD DOVE

NSFW

MDNI

The next few days consisted of you forcing Ren to take his medication, despite his insistence he doesn’t need them. He would take it, go to work, and come back ready to start his rut. You did all you could, almost resorting to hiding his pill in meat or cheese. It’s when he started nipping at you whenever you’d get near him with the bottle is when you finally gave up on it. One day, you woke up to a disgusting, awful smell. You tried fighting the smell in favor of sleeping in just a few more minutes, but it was pointless. Dawn had just come, and Ren’s alarm hadn’t even gone off. Yet there he was, at his edge of the bed, pissing on the sheets. After waking up and getting over your blatant shock, you spoke up. “Ren? Fucking excuse me? What are you doing?” He quickly turned his attention to you and almost pounced. “Pet, you’re up ! You looked so beautiful while you were asleep, I didn’t want to wake you. Good morning…” He dragged out his last sentence, and slowly pulled the covers off of you. He used them to cover up his stains, which didn’t do anything about the smell. Makes sense why he put down a mattress cover, but God that’s gross. You got up to use the restroom, but Ren came around to your side of the bed and pushed you back down. “No, Pet, you can’t leave. Stay here where it’s safe, and warm, and comfortable!” He had a wild look on his face that was only amplified by his recent shedding and eye bags. “Ren, I was just getting up to use the bathroom, alright?” He gestured to the spot he just used and smiled, tail swishing behind him. “No, Ren, I want to use a toilet. Is that…okay?” His expression fell, and he looked mad. “Sure, fine, use it. Why don’t you rip my fucking heart out too while you’re at it?" You had become expectant of his outbursts, but didn’t think he’d get so possessive over using the bathroom of all places. “…you want me to piss in the bed? Really?” He nodded, a small smile returning to his face. “The nest, but yes, I do. It’s our territory, after all~” His tail wagged again at the mention of it being yours. He loved having you as a pet, but now he wants you to indulge him. He wants you to be an accomplice, a mate in this ritual. You looked down, seeing the bulge growing in his sweatpants. “Okay Ren, how about this, I’ll…mark our territory now, but next time I use the toilet.” He smiled and pressed himself against the mattress. God this is so fucking humiliating. 

You shifted and squatted over the foot of the bed while trying to avoid where you actually sleep. Ren intervened, bringing your knees down and arching your back slightly. He had a perfect view of you, and couldn’t stop himself from humping the mattress. What the-I don’t even think I can go like this ! You let your mind escape into another world, trying to distract yourself. Ren waited patiently for you to start, and you could feel his gaze burning into your ass. You took a deep breath and relaxed yourself, thinking of a running waterfall and a trickling tap. It wasn’t too long before you could feel a trickle run past your lips and onto the sheets. “Fuuuuck yes, good girl.” Ren spread your cheeks and watched you go, licking his lips. This cannot be happening, he’s done weird shit before, but this is just gross. He was breathing heavily while he watched and you squirmed at the invasive attention. You finally moved away from him when he bent down and sniffed your heat. You tried distracting him as best you could from your performance, shifting the topic to something more humane. “Ren, I’m going to go make some coffee, you want some?” Ren grabbed your thigh, smiling, but not answering your question. “I have something for youuu~” He scurried off to the closet and you sat up on the bed. He brought back a black box with a light orange ribbon and placed it in front of you. “Open it!” He bent over the bed and his tail swished back and forth. You slowly pulled apart the bow and lifted the lid up. Dammit, I need to stop giving him the benefit of the doubt, what the Hell was I expecting? You looked down at the fox ear headband and matching tails. Unlike many of the other gifts he’s gotten you, these were relatively basic, as there were no bows, lace, or gems attached. They were simple, yet incredibly realistic, fox themed accessories. One of the two tails had a black strap meant to go around your hips, and the other had a gold butt plug attached at the base. Both were long and fluffy, and the ears were on a secure looking headband. “You…want me to wear these, sweetie? Not any of my other accessories or underwear?” He quickly nodded his head, and nudged the box towards you. “I don’t want you in anything else, just this." You lifted the ears and placed them on your head. Ren got up on the bed and adjusted them, kissing your forehead. “Now the tail! Put on the banded one first.” He lifted up your night dress as you undid the clasp on it. You tried ignoring his wandering eyes and groping hands while you strapped it around yourself. You slid off the bed, stood up, and did a spin for your mate. “Hmmm yesss, good girl! I love it!” He grabbed your hips, brought you close, and shoved his face in your neck. Alright, I need coffee before this keeps going.

Ren followed you to the kitchen while keeping his hand on you the whole time. You started the coffee maker, took some eggs and bacon out of the fridge, and lit up the stove. You had turned away for just a second, only to look back to see Ren eating raw bacon right out of the bag. “Ren, please wait for me to cook it first. I’m not kissing you again till you brush your teeth.” He put down the strip, mid bite. “I promise it’s good like this, it’s even better for you raw! Try it." You took the strip he held out and placed it in the pan, letting it sizzle. “No, sweetie, I’m not eating raw meat. You know I can’t do that." You turned your attention to the stove and started whisking eggs together. You had to swat Ren’s hand away a few times when he reached for them, but gave up when he popped a whole raw egg in his mouth. Maybe if I ignore him, he’ll go away. Or, at the very least, stop annoying me. You did just that, so Ren held you from behind and pressed himself against your ass. He followed you across the kitchen, and you tried to ignore his blatant dry humping. “Let’s eat in the nest, Pet!” Ren finally let go, grabbed both plates, and nudged you towards the “nest”. Thank God I didn’t brew him anything, he does not need coffee right now. As you two entered, the smell hit you like a brick wall. Ren was all too happy to cuddle up in the bed and start eating. You hesitated, but figured it was best to follow along with him. You picked at your food and held your breath, while Ren wolfed his down and put his plate on the floor. He watched you eat, encouraging you to do so slowly. When you finished he hopped up and ran to the kitchen. He brought you fruit, snacks, chips, and insisted you eat more. He’d go back and forth between staring at your mouth and belly, and even put his hands on you to rub at your stomach. “Ren? What’s this for?” He looked up at you, smiling. “I want you bigger, of course ! You’d be so beautiful with a bigger waist." You told yourself over and over again it was just his rut, but you feared this behavior would only take a turn for the worse as the week went on.

After you ate more than you really wanted, Ren threw the wrappers and plates on the floor and pushed you back onto the bed. He started kissing your jaw, your neck, your chest, then your stomach. “Fuck…I can’t wait any longer, I need you, Pet~” He brought your legs up and shoved his nose in your lap, making you gasp. He sniffed and licked at you till you were whimpering and wet. He slowly humped the mattress again as he groped and kissed up and down your thighs. When he deemed you wet enough, he tore off his pants and rubbed himself against your heat. You looked down and gasped, his cock was reddish and his knot was already bigger than usual. You didn’t have time to question or comment on it before he rammed it into you, making you scream in pleasure and pain. “Fuuuuck! Ren-ah, I-ow!” He ignored your scream and focused on ramming into you, all while tearing up your hips with his claws. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, grunting and whining into your ear. It felt more like being attacked and bred by a wild animal rather than making love to your partner, but of course, that’s what a rut is. It’s messy, erratic, and dangerous. Ren could barely keep a steady pace, unlike how he usually does, as he could only focus on going faster and harder. It wasn’t long before he finished in you, spilling his hot cum deep inside you, and knotting you in the process. It felt like hot lava, and your walls burned from his engorged knot. His hips sputtered and you wrapped your legs around him, trying to get him to stay still and ease yourself into the pain. He collapsed on top of you, and the two of you caught your breaths. You were about to speak up, to tell him to calm down or that it hurt, but Ren had caught his breath and started rutting into you again. His knot kept him inside you as he thrusted his cum deeper and deeper into your womb. “Ren-unh please-aah calm down!" You were used to him being rough, but he would usually slow down if you asked. Instead of obliging, he growled in your ear and kept humping into you like a rabid animal. I’m going to be nothing but a doll for him to bite and cum into, and that’s all I’ll be for the next week! I don’t know if I can take it, I don’t…ahhhh~ Despite the pain and obvious humiliation of being a half step above a fleshlight, the pain you felt soon turned to pleasure, and you could feel yourself getting wetter. I’m nothing…but a doll…for this animal to bite…and cum into…and that’s all I’ll be… your sanity was already slipping, and you started to get off to the humiliation.

Ren came inside you two more times before finally slowing down. You were a mess, with tears and drool struck across your face. They were both breathing erratically, but could rest now, even with Ren’s knot still inside you. “S-sorry, Sweetie, I’ve been a little pent up lately." Your brain had turned to mush, but you still managed to respond. “S’okay Ren, I…I get it.” You cuddled and waited for Ren’s knot to go down. When it finally did, he pulled himself out, and you felt his cum drip down your leg. Ren must have felt it too, since he immediately bent down and tried shoving it back in with his fingers. “Ren! No, bad boy." You smacked his hand away, and Ren looked shocked. “Sweetie, you know I’m not actually going to get pregnant…right?” Before meeting him, you had a Nexplanon bar inserted in your arm as your choice of birth control. It’s the only reason why you’ve lasted this long with Ren without already getting pregnant. He looked down at what he was doing and apologized. “Sorry Pet, I guess I got a little carried away again.” He blushed and smiled softly, wiping his hand on the sheets beneath him. He got behind you and threw his arm around your waist. “So, what do you think of this so far? Think you can take any more of me?" You sighed and gripped his arm, pushing yourself back into him. “If it stays exactly like this and you don’t get any more intense? Sure, I can handle it. That isn’t going to happen, though, isn’t it?” Ren chuckled and took a deep breath, taking in your scent. “No, Pet, it’s not going to stay this way, but I think it’s cute how you think it might.” The combination of your scent, your naivety, and just the thought of himself getting more intense made Ren hard again, and he was ready for another round.

The rest of the day was full of fucking, feeding, and Ren trying to get you to use the bed as a bathroom again. Although he was acting like a feral animal, he would have moments of sanity in between orgasms. They didn’t last long, and he would soon go back to furiously humping you each time, but you appreciated the moments of softness that came with it. You were even sort of warming up to his rut. Ren did all the work, he licked and bandaged your wounds, and you were served food in bed throughout the day. He even offered to carry you to the bathroom, which in hindsight was just a way for him to follow you in and watch you like the creep he is, but you still appreciated the spoiling. The day was coming to an end, and Ren could feel his body crashing from exhaustion. He barely ate all day, despite you offering him your food. He made one last run to the kitchen and came back with a pint of ice cream for you, and raw chicken and pasta for himself. He teared into the chicken with his teeth, transfixed on you, who was delicately eating you ice cream with a spoon. He used his hands for everything he ate, so you forced him to wash up after. You took him to the bathroom, washed his face and hands, and he begrudgingly thanked you. After that, you both fell into bed and fell asleep for the night. Throughout the night, you could’ve sworn you felt Ren grinding against you, but chalked it up to phantom sensations from the day. You were both so tired, neither of you noticed your phone buzzing with a text message.

Notes: Ren is a FOX, Ren would definitely be into PISS. Do NOT judge me, you read this far you trusted the process, keep trusting it!

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Red Rut Ch 1

Chapter 1 Unsettle Before The Storm

Summary: You’re a former OF model/gore wore, turned beloved housepet by the infamous snuff streamer, Fox. He had been scoping you out for months, and now you’re all his! It’s just a few months into your bizarre “relationship”, and you’re about to learn a lot more about what makes beastkins like him tick!

Contains: Abuse, hurt/comfort, drug mention, omegaverse

NSFW

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Notes: Hey guys! It’s that time of year when I HC Ren goes through his heat/rut cycle! As a treat, I’ve configured that part of my fic, Pleasure Pain and Power, into an XReader! Some parts have been rewritten, so even if you’ve read my fic, it’s still worth the read! If you want more, check out PPP, as I’m working on a new chapter as we speak :D

It’s been months since you were abducted by your former top client, Ren. You’re not sure why he targeted you, he’s said something in the past about wanting someone in a “similar industry”, but you’ve largely given up caring about his motives. Shockingly, even to yourself, you’ve grown fond of the beastkin, despite the circumstances. You live in a large penthouse, have all your wants and needs paid for, and you’ve been gaining little privileges back each day with good behavior. Besides a few slip ups here and there, you’ve become a nice little lapdog for Fox, and you’re even enjoying your new position. He’s adapted well to the partnership as well, giving you gifts and showering you with as much attention as you could ask for. Recently, though, Ren has become much more possessive over you. It started out with small gestures, like holding you tighter when he came home, or doing various tasks around the house for you. You only started to notice the change a week or so into it, when he started hurting you. He would pinch you for getting off the couch without him, sometimes he would leave scratches while cuddling. He even grabbed your arm and yanked you back down to your chair when you got up from the table without asking first. One night, you were sitting at the dinner table and discussing his day as usual. “I’ve had better days, Pet. Profits are steady, but I had to meet with a new client around lunchtime. He was referred to me by another client I’ve had for some time now, but Christ I wish he didn’t.” Ren has made a consistent point to talk at lengths about his time at work, but never discloses too much information. He’s not once let a client’s name slip, revealed the location of his work, or any finer details. The one thing he would talk about semi openly, and semi fondly, is his coworkers. Trying to lighten the mood, you decided to bring them up. “Hey you haven’t talked about your coworkers much, how are they? How’s Kangaroo doing?” Kangaroo had visited you a few times while Ren was out of town. Usually just to bring you food and other care items you’d need since you weren’t allowed to leave on your own. Sometimes, though, he would linger, and the two of you would talk and enjoy each other’s company. Ren put down his fork and stared into his plate. “I can talk about whatever I want, why the Hell do you want to know about him?" You looked up at him, confused at his sudden pissy tone. “I’m just curious, Ren, you usually talk about them a lot.” “No, why do you want to know about Kangaroo so bad, huh? Did you two do shit while I was away?” His voice rose, causing you to back into your chair. “What? No, you know neither of us would do that.” “Right, and now you’re fucking lying to me. That’s it, give me your phone.” He got out of his seat and stood over you, extending his hand. “Ren, what’s gotten into you? You’re usually not like this, and besides, my phone’s in the other room.” He grabbed your arm and pulled you to your feet. His claws sank into your wrist and you yelped in pain. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Pet, I saw how you smiled at him the last time we went out.” He dragged you to the bedroom, and you yelled at him to stop. “What did you two do, huh? Did you fuck on my bed? Did you initiate it? Did he make you scream his fucking name?” He threw you to the floor and dug his foot into your back, forcing you down. You cried out in pain, begging him to stop, and he grabbed your phone off the bedside table. It had been a while since he checked your phone, even though it was mirrored onto his. He went to your messages, and immediately went to Kangaroo’s contact. He swiped through, but all he saw was a short back and forth about a show, dating back weeks ago. Still, he threw your phone on the ground in anger. “Ren, please, I didn’t do anything! Why are you doing this?” He looked up at the mirrored ceiling above the bed and saw himself. He was skinny, and his tail was less puffy than usual. He had noticed more hair coming off in the shower, much more than usual. He sighed, and lifted his foot off of you.

You crawled up and backed onto the edge of the bed, holding your bleeding arm. “Ren, for the love of God, what is wrong? You’ve been fucking crazy lately, what’s wrong with you?” He looked down at you, ears pinned pack and eyes staring daggers into you. “Nothing is fucking wrong with me!” He yelled back, and walked out of the room. You followed, only to see him lock himself in his office again. Lately, he’s been going in there whenever he gets heated, whether that be sexually, or due to anger. “Ren, open up!" You yelled and slammed your fist on the door. “I don’t give a shit about what you’re doing, or whatever business trip you’re planning." Your blood smeared on the wall and dripped down to the floor. You knocked for a while, but got no response from Ren. Eventually, you got tired of yelling, and resided back in the bedroom. After cleaning your arm, which was now starting to scab, you angrily marched to the bed and tucked yourself in. What the Hell’s gotten into him? Work has been stressful before, but it’s never been this bad for him. He’s always a little weird and possessive, but this is just excessive. Maybe he’ll be in a better mood tomorrow…

You woke to Ren’s alarm going off, and not to him cuddling you. You rolled over and were met with his back facing you. Not remembering the night before quite yet, you lazily threw your arm around his waist and nuzzled your face in his back. When you got no response, you shook him a bit. Still no response. “Ren, your alarm is going off, shut it off.” Still no response. You sat up, turned off the alarm, and looked down at him. His eyes were still shut and he was drooling onto his pillow. “Ren, are you dead? Wake up." You shook him harder and he finally started to rouse. Now remembering the night before, you didn’t feel bad about shaking him so hard. “Did you stay up all night? What were you doing so late?” Ren rolled over, rubbing sleep from his eyes, and barely looked up at you. “…hm?" You looked down at him, now with pity instead of irritation, and brushed his hair back. You hate to admit it, but he looked so adorably pathetic when he was half asleep. “Hm, poor Ren. Come on sweetie, you need to get up.” With a soft groan, he rolled back over. Was he hit with a tranquilizer dart or something? You took it upon yourself to brew the morning coffee and start on breakfast. Ren’s coffee almost had more creamer and syrup in it than actual coffee, but it’s the only way he’d drink it. You set fresh fruit, coffee, and bowls of oatmeal out on the dining room table before returning to their bedroom. Ren, of course, was still knocked out cold in the bed. You ripped the blanket off of him and pushed him on his back. You grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him awake, and his eyes shot open. “What, what?! What’s wrong?” “Ren, wake up, you slept through your alarm.” He sat up and asked what time it was while rubbing his face. “It’s not too bad, it’s 7:30 and breakfast is on the table…what’s that?" You focused on a pill bottle you hadn’t noticed before on Ren’s nightstand and pointed at it. “What, that? Oh, nothing, don’t worry about it.” He stood up, grabbed the pill bottle, and made his way to the bathroom, mumbling something about getting dressed under his breath. You sat on the bed with your arms folded. Great, he’s being mysterious about drugs now too. Who said relationships get boring? I’m always finding out new shit about him. 

Ren entered the dining room shortly after you and sat down. He was still in his pajamas, but had washed his face and was much more awake than before. “Thank you for breakfast, Pet. I’m so sorry, my medication makes it hard for me to wake up in the morning." You bit your lip and looked at him. “Is that what was in that pill bottle?” “Yeah, it is, I won’t be on it long though…shit, I’m sorry about last night, Pet.” He noticed the bandage on your arm and focused on it. “I know I haven’t been myself lately…let’s go out to dinner tonight, alright? Let me make it up to you.” He seemed genuinely remorseful, but you were still annoyed with him. “Sure, let’s go out tonight. I take it Kangaroo won’t be driving us.” Ren took a deep breath and a long sip of his coffee. “Delicious coffee, darling, let’s get your arm bandaged again after breakfast.” Deflecting again, at least he isn’t furious this time. Sure enough, he tended to your wound before getting changed himself. You sat on the edge of the bed and he kissed your arm as he wrapped it. “You’ll heal just fine, darling. Spend today relaxing and picking out what you’ll wear tonight.” He kissed your temple and went to get dressed. While he was in the bathroom, you made the dangerous choice of snooping through his bedside table. There’s no way a medication is making him act like this, what’s in that bottle? You opened the drawer and held up the medicine bottle. It dawned on you that you never asked for his last name, you only ever knew him as Fox or Ren. Hm…Hana, doesn’t that mean lily or something? You flipped it over and found the name of the medication, but didn’t recognize it. Inside it were blue and white pills you also didn’t recognize. Ren walked out of the bathroom and you quickly put the bottle back in his nightstand and laid back on the bed. He didn’t notice, and kissed you again. “I’m leaving, darling, is there anything else you need?" You smiled at him and shook your head. “Nope, I’ll be fine till you get back, I’m excited for our date night.” He smiled and bit his lip. “I am too, Pet, I’ll try to rush home.” He left, and took his pills with him, leaving a very irritated and confused Pet behind.

Ren got home early, and you had some time to calm down. Even though your arm still stung, your new concern for Ren overpowered your irritation for him. You already had your makeup and hair done, and was waiting for him to come home before getting dressed. “Hi Ren! I’m almost ready, when did you want to lea-” he cut you off with a tight hug from behind. “Hmmm I missed you, Pet, I missed you sooo much.” He buried his face in your back and his claws threatened to scratch your waist. “You smell so good, good enough to eat~” “I missed you too, sweetie, when do you want to leave for our date?” He hugged you tighter and backed you to the bed, pushing you down. “Hmmm, how about we forget the date, and instead we stay here and-” He looked at your bandage and noticed the confusion on your face. “-and…uh, yeah, let’s…let’s leave soon, just give me a minute.” He rushed out of the bedroom while patting his pockets, assumingly looking for his pills again. Greeeat, I’ll be lucky to just see him by dinner time. You didn’t want to let on too much, but this time his dashing off actually hurt. Even though you were sort of used to his new flakiness, you foolishly thought this time would be different. He promised you’d go out, and you were looking forward to it. You tried not to let your tears fall, since you had spent so much time and effort on getting ready. Your phone buzzed, and you looked over at it. It was a text from Ren. “We’ll go soon, I need to take care of something. Shouldn’t take longer than half an hour, I’m sorry.” A faint smile grew on your face, and you dabbed at your tears with the tie on your robe. Forty five minutes passed and you got upset again, but tried keeping your cool. You gently knocked on Ren’s door and waited on a response. “Ren, sweetie? Do you want to go soon? I’m all ready, I just need to put on my shoes.” “Yes Pet! I’ll be ready in five minutes!” His breath was shallow, almost as though he had been exercising the whole time. “O-okay! Take your time…” Sure enough, a few more minutes passed and he finally came out of his office. “One more minute, darling, I need to get changed before we go.” As he passed, you caught his scent and a glimpse into his office. Maybe I’m right, it sure smells like he’s been working out, and I think that’s exercise equipment in there. You followed him into the bedroom and put on your shoes. You were wearing a strappy, skin tight, dark red dress with a slit going up each leg. You decided to go with your taller open toed heels, knowing they were one of Ren’s favorites. After you slid them on, you walked to the mirror and looked at yourself. Ren appeared behind you, wearing a dark blue suit. He took a deep breath as he looked at you and placed a hand on your waist. He brought you down to turn the apartment’s perimeters off your collar, and whispered in your ear. “Ravishing, Darling, let’s go.”

They took the elevator down and met a face not yet familiar to you. “How are we feeling tonight, Fox? Fox’s Pet?” Fox rushed towards him and waved. “Oh just fine, Rhino, I’m fine. Pet, this is Rhino." You looked up at him, he was even bigger than Kangaroo, and made Fox look incredibly small. “H-hi! It’s so nice to finally meet you!" You extended your hand to shake his, but he just nodded in return. He opened the door and you climbed in, but Rhino shut it before Fox could follow. You looked up and saw them talking, almost as though they were settling an agreement together. Rhino opened the door again, and Fox climbed. “What was that? Is everything alright?” He kissed your cheek and took your hand. “Everything’s fine, Pet, um…He’s actually going to join us tonight. He’ll have his own table, though, so we’ll still have our time to ourselves.” He grinned, and you raised an eyebrow at him. “He’s our driver and our bodyguard tonight, Pet. That’s why I brought Rhino instead of Kangaroo.” “Do we need a bodyguard? Are we going somewhere dangerous?” His smile fell and he pinched your hip, making you squeak. “One more question and I’m turning us around.”

The three arrived at the restaurant, another fancy one you hadn’t been to. Other women, dressed much more conservatively than you, snickered as they walked by, but looked up in awe as Rhino followed. You looked down, embarrassed by the idea of having a chaperone on your date with Ren. You overheard one of the women whisper something under you breath. “…can’t believe that animal’s out of its cage…” Are they talking about me, Ren, or Rhino? Luckily, Ren seemed to have calmed down enough to either not notice, or not care about the people staring at them. They approached the hostess stand, and Ren flashed a big smile at her. “Hello, my dear, we have two reservations. One for two, and one for just one.” She looked at him worriedly, but nodded and led them to their tables. Sure enough, Rhino sat a few tables away, but they could still see him clearly. “Well I am absolutely starving, what are you in the mood for, Darling?” He asked, opening the menu and snapping you out of your thoughts. “Oh, um, I’m not sure yet. Let me see…" You opened your menu as well, which mostly featured steak and other high end meats. You decided on a shrimp cocktail as an appetizer, and a Moscow mule for your drink. Ren went ahead and ordered his entree, an extra raw steak with three sides. “You’re really hungry, honey, what did you have for lunch?” “I had leftovers from last night. I’m just really starved today, not sure why." Your shrimp arrived, and you playfully fed one to Ren, trying to rekindle whatever romance you could from the night. To your surprise, he ate the whole thing in one bite, including the tail. When your entrees arrived, you simply sat back and watched Ren scarf down his food while nibbling on your salmon. “Ren, for the love of God, calm down. No one’s going to take your food from you, and people are already staring at us.” He looked up, midway through shoving more of his barely cooked steak into his mouth. He swallowed, and whipped his mouth with his napkin. “Sorry Pet, I’m just so hungry.” He calmed down and you looked back at Rhino. You followed his gaze, and landed on a table of people snickering and pointing at Ren. After dinner, Rhino drove the couple back to the apartment. Ren looked like he was on the verge of passing out, and even “rested his eyes” on the ride back. You were also exhausted, but more so due to the nagging embarrassment you felt the whole night. From Ren acting out, to the stress of being watched all night, you were ready for it to end. All you wanted to do was go to bed, but Ren insisted on taking a bath together first. He drew the water while you took off your makeup. He looked at you, and then at himself in the mirror. “Shit!” He leaned into his reflection and touched his face. “I forgot my concealer! Fuck, that’s why so many people were looking at us tonight.” He had hidden his tail and ears well throughout the night, you hadn’t noticed his marked cheeks. Still, you kissed them, and led him to the bath. You stripped, expecting some comments or light groping, but were met with nothing. You didn’t know whether to question it or be relieved. While this was very unlike him, you were still turned off of him from dinner. Ren got into the bath, and you shortly followed. You laid back on his chest and held each other in silence for a while. 

While keeping your focus on the ceiling, you broke the silence. “Ren, I need to ask, what the Hell are in those pills you’re taking? You haven’t been yourself lately, and I miss how you were.” He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. “Darling, how much do you know about Beastkins?" You raked your brain, trying to remember any bits or pieces of knowledge you could. “I know a decent amount, I guess. I’ve done research here and there, and I used to have a friend who was a wolf beastkin back in the day. Why do you ask?" You looked up at him, and he avoided your gaze. God this is never fun to talk about. Come on man, spit it out, she needs to know what she’s in for. “How much do you know about um…heat and rut cycles?" You narrowed your brows at him, but then your eyes got wide. “Oh I um…oh-OH!" Your jaw fell and cupped your hands around your mouth. “Oh Ren, is this what this is? Oh my God, that explains so much!” His ears pinned back, his cheeks blushed, and he still wouldn’t look at you. “Yeah, and this is why I don’t like talking about it, you people always get so weird about it.” Having this talk with past captives has always been a mixed bag. He’d been met with misinformed excitement, confusion, and repulsion. Most of the time, though, he’s been met with fear. “N-no, Ren, I just didn’t know that’s what was wrong. God, I thought you had a drug addiction or cancer or something.” He finally looked at you, now it was his turn to be confused. “A drug addiction? Cancer? What the Hell would make you think…” Ren stopped and thought for a second. “Oooh, no, my medication? Those are my rut suppressants." You let out a sigh of relief and put a hand over your heart. “They don’t work too well in my actual rut, but they help with the lead up to it." You rested your head back on Ren’s chest, and he put his arm around you. “How long does your rut usually last?” He sighed, preparing himself for your questions. “Usually a week, but I’ve had lead ups last almost a month. Of course that was when I was younger, though. With my suppressants at my age, I can operate just fine and go to work, but I take off the week of my actual rut. Then there’s my peak, which lasts a day or two right in the middle of it." You brushed his chest fur, a tuft coming off in your hand. “So that’s why you’ve been so upset lately, and why you’ve been spending so much time in your office.” He nodded along, finally validating Your suspicions. “Don’t worry though, Pet, we’re about to spend a looot of time together." You sank a little into the water, now realizing your role in this. If he’s acting this possessive now, I don’t know if I can handle him at his peak. Sure you were bigger than Ren in almost every way, but he still had sharp teeth and claws. Not to mention, he could put you in a collar whenever he wanted. “Well, um, what are you like at your peak?” Ren chuckled softly at your sudden meekness. “All the instincts of an animal with the intelligence of a human. Soooo an apex predator, basically.” Cocky bastard. You sat up again and looked back at him, not amused by his ego suddenly jumping out. “I'm kidding, Pet…Well, not really, that’s kind of accurate. I don’t think you’re going to hate it, though, you’re tough." You raised an eyebrow, even less amused with his snarky comment about you. “I just get really horny, is all. And I nest, and I knot real bad, and I get kind of…aggressive.” “Okay, define aggressive.” “It’s not too bad, I just might not let you leave the nest is all.” Thankfully, you were already familiar with nesting, and now his insistence on leaving the bed a mess made sense. “Ren? Are you lying to me.” He scoffed, acting offended, but you wouldn’t bite. “You’ll be alright, Pet. I have some medical supplies ordered just in case.” “That doesn’t make me feel any better!”

Ren kept the conversation as light hearted as possible, and did a good job of keeping you just informed enough while not making you too scared. He talked about how his breeding kink goes up, but left out how he tried hiding birth control pills from a past pet. Similarly, he said he knotted worse, but didn’t say how frequent and how painful it would be for both of them. You rested your head on Ren’s chest and took his hand in yours. You lifted it out of the water and looked at his fingertips. “I’m cutting your nails before this.” He barked out a laugh and made you jump a bit. “Like Hell you are, Pet.” “Come on, give me a fighting chance at least, Mr. Apex Predator." You sat up and straddled him, running your fingers through his hair. His claws were long, and strong enough to be acrylics. Sometimes, even when he didn’t mean to, he’d hurt or scratch you with them. He looked up at you and smiled at his new nickname, not acknowledging how demeaning it was meant to be. “I have mitts somewhere. Maybe if you’re good I’ll find them for you. Then, if you put up a good fight, you can wrestle them onto me." You rolled your eyes and smiled, bending down to kiss his cheek. He also went into detail about his medication. They repressed any and all sexual appetite up until the big week of his rut. The only reason he was acting so crazy is because he would forget to take them, or would insist he didn’t need them. This is a common behavior amongst beastkin, who insist they have power over their animalistic urges. “So you don’t feel anything right now with your meds? Not even…this?" You rolled your hips on his lap, but Ren kept his stare at you. “Nope. I mean, I can feel it, but it doesn’t do anything for me.” “Huh, I think I can get used to that." You smiled, but Ren looked annoyed. “Get your jokes out now, Darling, you won’t be smiling so much soon.”

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What an interesting patch of fur, Ren…

I wonder if…

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What an interesting patch of fur, Ren…

I wonder if…

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Pleasure, Pain, and Power Chapter 23

Chapter 23 New Years New Fears

Summary: Woundfucker’s hosting a New Years party, and Fox, Bunny, and Kangaroo are invited!

Contains: Kidnapping, Owner/Pet, Snuff, Blood, humiliation, drinking, oral, Woundfucker living up to his name, implied necrophilia

NSFW

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“Pet?! Will you please hurry, Kangaroo’s already waiting on us, and I don’t want to be late to a party I’m working!” Fox yelled from the bedroom to Bunny, who was taking her sweet time in the bathroom. “I’m almost ready Ren, I just need help with my shoes! I can hardly bend over, this dress is so tight.” Bunny emerged from the bathroom, putting a silver earring in and looking for Fox. His ears flattened to his head and he rushed to her, kneeling by the bed and taking a shoe in his hand. “You know it’s Fox tonight. You cannot mix that up.” Bunny put a hand on his head and combed back his hair, sitting down on the bed and extending her foot. “You’re worrying too much, Fox, you know I just like to tease you.” She kissed his forehead as he buckled her high heels. Bunny wore the black velvet dress decorated in silver beaded zodiac signs she got for Christmas. Her shoes matched, made of black velvet with silver tips and a silver heel, a black band strapped around her ankle. Fox’s suit also matched, being made of black velvet with silver beading on the lapel. “Really, Darling, this isn’t my first party, you don’t need to worry!” Fox looked up at her as she cupped his face. Neither of them wore their masks yet, a sight they knew they’d miss as the night went on. Bunny was right, Fox shouldn’t worry about this party. He had already explained the festivities and prepared her for them, teaching her how to act and what to say. Woundfucker and his wife liked her, Armageddon wasn’t going to be there, the night should go on just fine. Although Fox had worked at countless parties in the past, he still struggles to shake his pre-show nerves. They needed to get going, so he strapped on their masks and made their way down to the car.

Kangaroo met them with a smile as always, but his suit caught Bunny off guard. “Kangaroo, are you coming to the party too?” She asked, hugging him while Fox rushed them. “I’m helping Fox work the party, I’m sort of his assistant tonight!” “Yes, yes, he’s coming too, can we please leave, Kangaroo?” He nodded, opened the limo door, and they were on their way. Fox’s leg bounced rapidly in his seat and he stared nervously out the window. Bunny sat by him, running a finger up and down his arm. “Fox, I’ve never seen you like this, what’s gotten into you? Can I help at all?” He sighed and rolled his eyes. “It’s just…it’s only your second party, I’m working, and we’re running late. I have relationships to maintain, and not having you near me the whole time makes me…nervous.” Bunny wrapped an arm around him and kissed his masked cheek. “Fox, Sweetie, you know I won’t do anything to embarrass you, you can let me off your arm for a minute.” She rubbed his shoulders and Fox leaned into her touch. “I know, Pet, but I just can’t shake my nerves sometimes…Besides, it’s New Years, I would hate to ring it in with some disaster…” Bunny kissed his cheek and put a hand on his thigh. “Well, why don’t we ring it in with something fun instead, then?” The window between them and Kangaroo was rolled up, so he’d be none the wiser. Fox bit his lip and looked her up and down. “…fine, you’re right, let’s do it.” Bunny wasted no time in straddling his lap and kissing his neck. “Wait wait!” He said, before taking a cloth out of his pocket and rubbing her lipstick off. “I can’t be on a stage with lipstick all over me, Pet, it wouldn’t be professional~” Bunny rolled her eyes, but kept kissing him when he finished. He even took off his mask, kissing her passionately on the lips. It wasn’t long before he placed his thumb on her lip and lightly guided her down. The limo was big enough for Bunny to comfortably kneel in front of Fox. She kissed his inner thighs before unzipping his pants, looking at him with her big eyes the whole time. She smiled as his half hard cock sprang out. “Aw, I didn’t have to try too hard for that, now did I? Even when you’re stressed you’re still sooo easy~” She swirled her tongue around his head, looking up at him with loving eyes. “When I have the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met practically begging to blow me? How can I not get excited?” He smiled and cupped her cheek, pulling her onto him. Bunny opened her mouth and took the rest of him down her throat. Fox threw his head back and let out a long drawn out groan. She licked up and down his shaft, and was about to wrap her lips around his knot, but was stopped. Fox gripped her hair and pulled her off, bending down to look her in the eye. “I have an idea, get up here!”

Bunny obeyed and Fox laid across the leather seats. Immediately understanding, Bunny straddled his face, letting her long skirt flow to either side of him. After sitting down and lightly grinding on his tongue, she bent over and went back to licking his shaft. Fox’s tongue was soft and long, and he could go on just playing with her for hours. Sometimes he’d tease her by nipping at her lips or inner thighs with his sharp teeth, but tonight he didn’t bother. He went straight to pleasure, licking at her clit and digging his claws into her soft ass. He was completely covered by her skirt and her scent, the rest of the world completely drifted away from him. He could just be eating her out and he’d be in heaven, he barely paid any attention to what she was doing till she got to his knot. When she finally fit it in her mouth, Fox bucked his hips and was knocked off his rhythm. He shuttered and dug his claws in deeper, almost drawing blood, and definitely leaving his mark. Bunny responded by putting all her weight on his face, hoping to find his tongue again. He was immediately drawn back into his soft dark world and kept licking. The thought crossed his mind to have Kangaroo pullover, or to take them back home entirely, but restrained himself. As Bunny rode him, she felt a knot tighten in her core and her breathing quickened. Her thighs clenched around Fox’s face and she sat up, focusing on her own pleasure. Fox couldn’t care about his own lack of stimulation, he was loving just being under her, smelling her, and making her squirm. The knot in her stomach tightened and tightened till she felt the familiar break, moaning so loud it’d be a miracle if Kangaroo didn’t hear her. She shuttered and squeaked for a moment, riding out her climax on her owner’s face. Fox kept licking at her heat, pulling her closer to him when he felt her thighs tense up. He wouldn’t stop, not even after Bunny relaxed and tried sitting up. She squirmed, overstimulated, and tried to break free of Fox’s grip. He responded by growling and biting her inner thigh, making Bunny scream. “I’m not fucking done yet, Pet!” Bunny couldn’t tell whether he was talking about tasting her, or the fact he hadn’t finished. Either way, she wasn’t going to ask, and went back to taking care of his cock. He throbbed in the back of her throat as she moaned, still too sensitive to really be played with. Right as she slid her lips over his knot again, Fox bucked his hips, almost causing Bunny to gag. She pushed his hips down and bobbed her head up and down, keeping her steady rhythm. By the way Fox had started blatantly huffing her scent and lazily pressing his tongue to her heat, Bunny could tell he was close. With little warning beyond another thrust, Fox shot hot cum down Bunny’s throat and throbbed against her lips. She could barely hear his heavy breaths from under her skirt, but clearly felt his claws sink into her thighs.

Pulling up to the familiar mansion, all three of the attendants got out and handed the keys over to the chauffeur. Fox led the way with Bunny and Kangaroo following close behind. “May I take your coats?” There was a new coat check girl behind the counter, wearing a black dress and a black collar similar to Bunny’s old one. They handed over their coats to her, none of them questioning Woundfucker's new girl. Bunny immediately went to go find Mouse, and Fox and Kangaroo went to find the host. A woman’s voice filled the room, singing what sounded like an old Frank Sinatra song. Lilith stood on a small stage, wearing a long red velvet dress, and singing into a rhinestone encrusted mic. “Bunny! Over here!” Mouse half yelled to Bunny to cut over the loud chatter and Lilith’s singing. She rushed over, embraced her friend, and said hello to Diamond, who wasn’t too happy herself. “Where’s Fox, Bunny? I want to get to him before he goes on.” She shifted a bit, not wanting to upset Diamond anymore. “He already went to find Woundfucker, I’m sorry, I don’t know if you’ll be able to catch him before-“ Diamond pushed past her, spilling her drink on Bunny’s dress in the process. “Damnit! Ugh, now I need to get cleaned up, will you come with me to the restroom?” Mouse had tried dabbing napkins on her, but to no avail. They found the bathroom, and Mouse waited outside for Bunny to clean up. It’s alright, tonight will be fine, It’s Diamond, she’s always like that, the night will get better... Luckily Diamond’s Scotch wouldn’t stain the black velvet. Finishing up, Bunny heard a familiar voice from outside, but couldn’t quite place it. Looking in the mirror, she touched up her mascara and reassured herself the night would be fine. She took a deep breath, left the bathroom, and was met with Scorpion berating Mouse. “I heard you and Diamond had to flee to some shack out in the middle of the woods, but I just can’t recall why…Say, could you help remind me? Didn’t it have something to do with-” “Hey Mouse, I’m out, do you want to get a drink?” Bunny tried pushing him away from Scorpion, who was practically already cornering him. “Hey! You’re Fox’s little play thing, right?” He asked, now cornering Bunny. She could smell his cologne and aftershave, not quite Old Spice or Axe, but similar enough. “I-yeah, I am. Why, want a picture or something?” She tried pushing away, but Scorpion kept her in place. “No, not quite, I just wanted to know why Fox is with such a whore like you. After Halloween I looked you up and saw everything, inside and out. I especially liked the video where you shoved that whole tentacle up your-” Bunny pushed him off and scrambled away from him. Mouse grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. “Fucking golddigging bitch!” Scorpion yelled, watching her and Mouse rush away. “Now I really need a drink.”

Some time went by and Fox came back to find Bunny. Diamond had found him, and was already talking his ear off. He found her sitting at the bar, chatting Mouse’s ear off similarly. “Bunny! I’m back, Darling, setting up took longer than I expected.” He kissed her shoulder and slid his arms around her waist. “Fox! I missed you~ Ugh, that creep you hate, Scorpion, tried fucking harassing us. He was so mean, wasn’t he, Mouse? Like what’s his fucking deal…” Fox’s eyes widened and he looked at Mouse to answer. “Yeah, he cornered me, then her, then he said something and Bunny pushed him off!” Diamond’s eyes widened too and her jaw dropped. “Fox, they’re both fucking drunk, aren’t they? Goddamnit, I’ll tell the bartender they’re cut off.” Fox scrunched his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. Guests like Fox or Diamond drinking too much was accepted, and sometimes even encouraged. For pets, on the other hand, drinking too much was highly frowned upon. It showed an owner’s lack of control, and pets were more prone to panicked outbursts after getting drunk. Not to mention, Bunny pushed the host’s son. “Bunny, how much have you had to drink tonight?” He asked with a stern voice, gripping her shoulders and turning her to face him. “Oh, ummm, Mouse n I both had a green tea shot…ttthen I had a Moscow Mule, n then another…So like three drinks, I’m fine.” Fox’s ears flattened and pointed back. “On an empty stomach, and we haven’t gone drinking in months. I’m watching you till midnight, then Diamond’s babysitting you.” He looked at his watch, then back at her. “It isn’t for another hour, though, so you should be sobered up by then. Let’s get you some food and you can tell me about Scorpion, hm?” Diamond found the nearest waiter and took his platter of food, rushing back to Fox. “Mouse, Bunny, eat these.” She shoved a cracker topped with meat and cheese into Mouse’s mouth, both trying to get him fed and to shut him up. Bunny took a cracker and explained what happened through bites of food. Fox was rushing through ideas of how she could possibly apologize to Woundfucker while also keeping Bunny’s volume at a minimum.

Luckily the food helped, and the two started to sober up. “Bunny, you know this isn’t some college party, right? If a boy does something you don’t like, you can’t just shove him away, you have both of our reputations to uphold. Especially when that boy is the son of the goddamned host!” She looked down in shame, realizing just what she had done. “Diamond, you look after her for a minute, I’m going to go find Woundfucker and hopefully apologize before Scorpion gets to him. Bunny, we’ll talk about your punishment later.” With that, Fox left to find the host. Luckily, he hadn’t entered the crowd just yet, and was still in the back room getting ready. “Woundfucker! Great to see you again, listen, I’d just like to start by apologizing on both mine and my Pet’s behalf for what happened between her and Scorpion. See, she got a little overwhelmed, and without me there, she acted a little out of character.” “Fox, Scorpion already told me. Now, as for how much of that actually happened, I’m not sure, but I’m sure you can shed some light on that.” Fox recounted the story Bunny had told him, apologizing along the way. Woundfucker sat back in his chair and took in everything Fox was saying. “I see…well as you know, I can’t have Pets pushing around my guests, let alone my own son. I have to say, I’m very surprised to see behavior like this from your own property. With your skill and standing, I would’ve thought she’d be too scared to act out like this.” Woundfucker chuckled at the absurdity of what he said, while Fox’s eye twitched. “How about this, make her a part of the performance tonight, and we’ll forget the whole thing.” Woundfucker clasped his hands together and smiled at Fox. “I-no, she won’t be a part of the performance tonight.” His face dropped, taken aback by Fox’s sudden refusal. “You know my performances, and how…particular they are. Adding another person to it would throw off the whole thing. Besides, I’m already planning a punishment for her at home…I did have another idea though, if I have permission to critique.” Woundfucker’s eyebrows raised, and gestured for Fox to keep talking. Not used to critique, especially from someone who was supposed to be groveling, he was intrigued. “I’ve noticed Scorpion has some new property, a girl I sold him for his last desert trip. Knowing her, and having known him for so long, I think he could use some help with training. I’d be happy to take him under my wing to give him the proper tools and skills needed for this.” Fox kicked himself for suggesting it, working with Scorpion is the last thing he wanted to do. However, Woundfucker had asked him in the past, and knew this was the only way to save Bunny from a night of torture and sheer humiliation. “Wow, well what a generous offer, for you to play sitter for my boy. Now remind me, where will Bunny fit into this?” Fox shifted and swallowed, tail drooping behind him. “She-um…she’ll apologize after midnight, to both of you. Diamond’s watching her now, and she’s behaving.” Woundfucker laughed and stood up, facing Fox. “Great, you’ve got Diamond watching her! Well, you better go take over, I’m sure if she wasn’t tipsy before, she is now, and I think we both want someone sober looking after your little brat.”

Fox came back out to find Bunny, fed up with the night, but relieved to have smoothed the situation over. When he found her, he explained parts of their talk, and what her role was in it. “You need to make it a nice apology, get creative with it, Pet.” Bunny had never seen him so disappointed with her, and her shame was written all over her face. Fox brushed a finger down her cheek and lifted her face up to meet his, leaning in and whispering in her ear. “Do a good job and we’ll forget all about this when we get home, alright Jasmine?” The corners of her lips turned up and she nodded, trying not to cry. Soon Kangaroo came back to get Fox, and they took off to the back room to meet with Woundfucker again. Bunny looked at the big clock across the room and sighed. Eleven fifty, so close yet so far, and now she needs to come up with some elaborate apology. She asked the bartender for a soda, a virgin as per Diamond’s advice, with a shot of grenadine. He handed her the drink and they looked towards the stage Lilith had been singing on. Woundfucker held her microphone with Kangaroo and Fox to his side. “Ladies and gentlemen, if I can have your attention please!” Guests made their way to the stage, Bunny moved too and another figure on the stage came into view. He was pushed to his knees with a bag over his head, arms tied behind him and a harness strapped to his chest. “We are just a few minutes away from the New Year, and as always, Fox and I have prepared our annual ritual! Fox, do you mind?” Smiles on their faces, Fox ripped the bag off the poor man’s face, revealing a teary face and a gag. He pulled out a knife and waved it in front of the man’s face. The look of horror in his eyes made the crowd erupt with laughter. Bunny watched silently, lightly sipping her drink. Woundfucker approached the man, pinching his cheek and looking at the crowd. “Isn’t he just the cutest?! I can’t tell you how honored I am to have you all here tonight. I’d like to thank my wife Lilith for singing, and…” Bunny sighed and tuned his speech out. Are all these events going to be like this? Him making speeches and watching us fuck each other? She never thought she’d be so bored at a party full of rich and powerful people, yet here she was. Her gaze turned to Scorpion, who was at the front of the crowd eagerly watching his father talk. He’s so giddy for this shit, it’s fucking gross…and I’m the moron that needs to grovel to him…great. “Let’s count down together now! Ten…nine…” Woundfucker’s booming voice cut through her thoughts and almost demanded her attention. “…six…five…” Bunny joined in, not wanting to disappoint Fox again, just in case he was looking at her. “…two…one!” Fox slit the man’s throat as a few guests popped confetti all over the stage. Kangaroo was behind the man, holding him up while blood spurted from his throat. A guest or two dipped their fingers in and tasted it, but none charged the stage. They all knew the show wasn’t done, as apparently they follow a similar script each year. Bunny looked at Woundfucker, and saw a bulge starting to form below his belt. He unzipped his dress pants and pulled out his cock, earning another eruption from the crowd. Bunny almost spat out her drink, gawking at the man’s size. She was fairly far back in the crowd, but could see him clearly. Fox helped Kangaroo hold up their victim by his harness, as he could no longer hold himself up. As enticing as the scene was, Bunny decided to look for more food rather than watch the rest of the display.

After Woundfucker was done and the victim was taken to another room, Fox went to look for Bunny. He found her, a smile on his face and riding off the high he got from the show. He threw his arms around her in a tight embrace. “Did you see the show, Pet? What did you think?” His tail swished back and forth, he could hardly contain himself. This put Bunny at ease and she hugged him back. “It was great, Fox, you did such a good job up there! I can’t get over your stage presence, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of you~” She kissed him on the cheek, only making him happier. “God it felt so good to be on a stage again, how about a drink? I…oh..” He trailed off, putting his face in his hand and sighing. “We need to go apologize first, right…fuck this better not take long.” He grabbed Bunny’s arm and dragged her to the back room to meet Woundfucker and Scorpion. Lilith had started singing again, and only glared at them as they walked past her.

Fox pushed past the large doors and found the two standing side by side, blood still staining Woundfucker’s pants. A big smile spread across Scorpion’s face as he eyed Bunny up and down. Fox started walking towards them, but Bunny stopped him. She took a deep breath, and without saying anything, she fell to her knees and looked up at him. Crawling across the room on all fours in a big dress was no easy feat, and Bunny blushed with embarrassment the few times she stumbled. They finally approached the two, Bunny staring at the floor till she was given permission to speak. “Well I’ll be damned, did you tell it to do this, Fox?” “Nope, it was all her idea. She was just telling me how bad she felt about the interaction.” He sharply nudged her side with his boot, getting her to lean forward and kiss Scorpion’s shoe. “I…I’m so sorry for pushing you, Sir. I put myself out of line, and as property, I should have never talked back to you. Thank you for viewing my videos, it’s truly an honor to have you view it. And Sir-” She moved her head to Woundfucker’s shoe. “I’m so sorry for disrespecting your son. You’ve put on an extraordinary party, and I’m a lucky Pet to be here. My master taught me better, and I look forward to him..punishing me tonight.” She centered her head between their feet and waited for a response. Her heart beat so fast she felt nauseous, and having her head so close to three sets of steel toed boots didn’t help her nerves. Sure enough, Scorpion’s foot forced her head down while the three men talked. “Son, Fox here said he’d take you on for some lessons…maybe even let you on his show, what do you think of that?” Fox almost protested, as having him on his show wasn’t part of the deal, but he bit his tongue. Scorpion looked up and put a finger to his lip. “Hmmm let me think-” He looked back down and pressed his foot into Bunny’s skull. She whined in pain and pinched herself to keep from crying. “You know what? She never let me finish my sentence, and I think I’d like to do that before I agree.” He let his foot up and ordered her to look at him. “As I was saying, Pet, I saw a few of your videos. A lot of them have been leaked from your onlyfans, I guess since you aren’t on top of taking down reposters anymore. Now, which one was my favorite…was it the one where you squirted so hard your cam fell over? No… Maybe the one where you threw up on yourself after watching a gore video? No, it definitely wasn’t that one either… Ooh I remember, it was the tentacle one! I was amazed with how you could shove a foot and a half long tentacle up your tight ass!” He kicked her on tight, making her fall over again. Her tears flowed out of her and she loudly blabbered out more apologies. Scorpion laughed, placing his foot back on her head. “I have to say, Fox, I’m surprised you’d go for such a well known whore! Hell I’d be surprised if I was the only one here who’s seen her. I mean millions of views, and-” Woundfucker smacked the back of his head, anger now turning to his son. “Have some respect for the man, Derek! He is the one who’ll be giving you lessons after all.” “Scorpion, do we have a deal?” Fox’s ears pinned back and his brows narrowed at him, but he still kept himself from lunging at him. “Uh…yeah, yeah Fox, we have a deal…” Another smack to the back of head. “Yes, Fox, I appreciate the opportunity to learn from you!” “Good, good. Again, I apologize for my Pet’s behavior tonight, but I thank you both for your understanding. Pet, get up.” Bunny followed his order and stood up, too ashamed to look any of them in the eye. “Th-thank you both f-for your g-genero-ocity.” Through sniffles and tears, she got out the rest of her apology, and was escorted out by Fox.

For yet another time, Fox led his Pet to the bathroom to clean up her tears. As soon as the door closed, Bunny sunk to the floor and burst into tears, almost hyperventilating. Despite his strict demeanor before, Fox sat down with her, holding her tight and rocking back and forth. “It’s over, Jasmine, you’re ok, I’m not mad anymore. You did a good job, Sweetie.” His words didn’t do much to help, since Jasmine was already sobbing uncontrollably. After a little while of holding and rocking, though, Ren got her to control her breathing and eventually calm down enough to talk. “Ren, can we…can we go please? I don’t think I can go back out there after sobbing like that, and I really don’t want to run into…did he say his name was Derek?” Ren snorted at her sudden flat tone while still rubbing her back. “He did, we use our code names as much as we can, but with them it slips sometimes. I don’t think Woundfucker loves the name ‘Scorpion’. Why, does it sound familiar?” Jasmine paused, wiping a tear from her eye. “No…it’s just a stupid fucking name. It kind of suits him.” She smiled and laughed a bit to herself, Ren doing the same. “It does, I’ve known him for years and well…he’s not the brightest of Woundfucker’s sons, but he is the oldest.” Jasmine smiled again and rested her head on Ren’s chest. “So…am I still going to get punished when we get home?” The thought sank in and worry crossed her face. Fox sighed, pulling her in tighter, and thought for a moment. “No…not really. You’re definitely not coming to the next party of his, though. You need more training and time before I can let you back here.” She was relieved to not receive a typical punishment, but still felt awful for ruining Ren’s night. I need training to go to a party, to just be around his friends…Pathetic… “Ren…I’m sorry. To you, I’m so sorry I ruined your night. I’ll be better to you from now on, I promise.” “Thank you, Darling, let’s go find Kangaroo to take us home. You know, you might have to apologize to him too for tearing him away from the dance floor early. He doesn’t get to come to many of these things and the boy can dance!” They laughed together and Fox helped Bunny off the floor, the year can only go up from here!

Notes: Me? Post a chapter update weeks after the initial date? Neverrrrrr

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And if we kicked all the mentally ill freaks off of this website, who would play your games, murder sim community?? Oh that's not-

IN THE SENSE THAT-

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HYPE HYPE HYPE

I don’t talk about my love and adoration for John Doe as much on here, but this lil guy’s MINE

something showed up on my doorstep today!! should i call pest control?

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How I’ve been the past month waiting for Gato’s Saturday Updates to come back

Everyone go follow our god, her Saturday Updates are more than worth it and I look forward to them each week!

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Oh my goodness, could I ask for your

Headcanons on Fox from TPOF? Of course, only if you want to! I haven't seen too many on how he'd be with a partner, could be causal day-to-day life, or how he is in public 🫶🫶😭

Buddy, do I have some content for you-

But first! Some new *sfw* headcanons :D

Wears generally nice clothes, and has a big collection of suits

Wears his nice clothes on his way to work, then changes to his techwear when he's there

Generally a nice guy in his day to day, but prone to outbursts if he's overstimulated/triggered/stressed

LOTS of high up connections, gets invited to a lot of parties

Knows a lot of people, but close to very few

Always moving around, can't stay still in one place for too long

His hair (fur) gets really thick in the late fall/winter, and sheds in the spring

Huge Frank Sinatra fan

Has a nice skin care routine he follows religiously

Buys a round for the kitchen when he goes out to eat

Hard to turn his flirtatiousness off, regardless of who he's with

Friends with Celia and Mason outside the auction room

He's annoyed by Derek, but is nice to him

But! This isn't all-

I've made a few posts about Fox Headcanons, both SFW and NSFW, and you might also like my fic-Pleasure, Pain, and Power. It features my OC, Jasmine, being abducted by Fox and turned into his "Personal Pet". Lots of him in his day to day, what he's like on dates, in a relationship, and even a party hosted by another TPOF character!

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Had my New Years kiss with this Cuuutie🥰❤️✨~

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Pleasure, Pain, and Power Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Merry Christmas

Summary: Jasmine and Ren spend Christmas together, and they both have presents to unwrap Christmas Eve.

Contains: Christmas fluff/Christmas smut

MDNI

NSFW

A few days passed since her shopping excursion, and Jasmine had put the finishing touches on her wrapping just in time for Ren to get home from work. “Jasmine, I’m home! Did you put the ham in the oven? I’m ready to get started on dinner.” He walked into the bedroom and found his pet leaning over the bed, desperately trying to hide something. “Ren! Welcome home, Sweetie, Merry Christmas Eve!” Ren walked over to her, and looked at what she was hiding. “...Wow, I never took you for the matching pajama type, yet here you are, still surprising me.” Jasmine smiled and held his shirt up to him. They were a matching set of red and black snowflake print pajama pants, with similar black tops. “I’m usually not, but I saw these while I was out with Mouse and I couldn’t resist. Wanna wear them tonight?” Ren put the shirt back on the bed and smiled. “Ideally I’d like to go to sleep with you wearing nothing, but sure, Pet, I’d love to.” They went together to the kitchen and got on their respective duties for dinner. Ren was on ham, mashed potatoes, and green beans, while Jasmine worked on rolls and corn, having baked a cake for dessert earlier that day. It didn’t even take an hour before Jasmine was setting the table, and Ren was bringing over the food. He pulled out Jasmine’s chair for her, which she happily sat down in. After pushing her chair in, and setting her napkin in her lap, Ren joined alongside his smiling Pet. “Well, my darling, let’s eat!”

Dinner was delicious, as always, but the Christmas tree scent and cinnamon that spread throughout the house enhanced the meal. They laughed, ate, and gazed into each other’s eyes while exchanging stories of their past christmases. When Jasmine first started college, she couldn’t get a plane ticket to visit her aunt’s, so her roommates stayed home and celebrated with her. They made Christmas dinner, which wasn’t nearly as well made as the one she was currently eating, but the love was still there. Ren talked about his Christmas the previous year, where he had all of his employees over. “Well, they all know where I live, which is more than most can say, and well…they didn’t have anywhere else to go last year, and neither did I. Now it’s different, Kangaroo finally found himself a girl, Rhino reconnected with his brother, and Hyena’s on vacation. I’m happy I have my own special someone to spend the Holidays with now as well.” He smiled, and a small tear came to his eye as he sipped his wine. “Anyways, Dear, why don’t we clear the table and get ready for bed? I’m sure Santa will have many presents waiting for you when we get up tomorrow.” Jasmine smiled, cupped his cheek, and drew him into a long, deep kiss.

After clearing the table and doing a few dishes, Ren and Jasmine held each other by the tree and gazed into the lights. “You know, you’ve been a really good girl these past few days…why don’t you open a present?” Jasmine’s face lit up like the tree. “I can? Aw thank you, Sweetie, which should I pick?” Ren smiled at her, tail swishing back and forth behind him. “Well that’s up to you, Pet, but…” He picked up a small box wrapped in red and white striped paper. “I think you’ll love this one.” Jasmine took the package out of his hands and eagerly tore the paper off, Ren holding her by the hips as he watched her. She let the paper fall to the ground, and she was now holding a small black box. She took the lid off and her jaw dropped. She raised a hand to cover her open mouth and squeaked. “I…oh Ren it’s beautiful…” Ren took the ring out of the box and slid it on her finger. An ornate sterling silver band with a large marquise cut amethyst sat perfectly on her ring finger. He held her hand and looked up at her, still in shock. “Now don’t get any ideas, I’m not on one knee or anythi-” Jasmine cut him off with a tight hug and a flurry of “thank you”s, all while fighting back tears. “Ren, it’s perfect, I never want to take it off!” He smiled and hugged her back. Please, don’t ever take it off, Jasmine.

After their calm, sweet moment together, they retired to the bedroom, and Ren insisted on changing into their matching pajamas and falling asleep to a Christmas movie. “Aw I’d love to, Darling, I’ll go get ready for bed, you pick a movie.” Jasmine kissed his cheek and disappeared into the bathroom while Ren got changed and climbed into bed. He brought out his laptop and started scrolling through films. “Ren, I almost forgot. I have two presents you can unwrap tonight too!” Jasmine yelled from the bathroom, leaning back on the doorframe looking at her love on the bed. “Is it something sweet?~” Ren asked, eyes still on his laptop. Jasmine narrowed her eyes and made her way towards him, sliding his computer off his lap. His jaw fell when he saw her, eyeing her gorgeous figure up and down. Her dark red lingerie was essentially an extra short dress with a functional bow top. Ren’s eyes fell too, already undressing his Pet with them. Jasmine smiled and climbed onto his lap, kissing the side of his face. He lightly gripped her hips and pushed her up, taking the satin bow in his teeth and pulling it undone. “Aww someone’s eager tonight!” Jasmine moaned as Ren lightly groped her. “Hmm what can I say? I see a pretty bow, I want to see what’s inside~” He leaned up, gently kissing her breasts. Jasmine moaned again and hugged his head to her chest. His claws trailed up and down her back, and Jasmine felt a familiar heat rising in her core. “Darling, you said you had two presents for me. I love my first gift, but where’s my second one?” Jasmine smiled and lifted up her skirt, revealing a red and white striped strap on, tied back in another red bow. “It’s been so long, Sweetie, I thought we could have some fun again~” Ren’s jaw dropped as he stared at her new toy, he was almost drooling. His grip on her hips tightened, and he suddenly went for her neck. Kissing, biting, and sucking, Jasmine had to push him away to get into position. “Ren, Darling, when will you learn to stay still? If you can’t get it through your head…” She pulled out a roll of red satin ribbon. “…I’ll just have to keep tying you up.” He closed his eyes and laid back, throwing his arms above his head. “Hm, you’ll learn one day, Sweetie, but I guess for now we’ll just do it the fun way~” Jasmine pulled his shirt up and over his head exposing his furry chest. With winter being in full swing, he’s grown a thicker coat all over his body. Ren surrendered his arms again to his beautiful mistress, who knotted ornate shibari up and down his forearms and under his elbows. Once he was fastened to the headboard, Jasmine worked on his pants, finally freeing his now fully erect cock. “You’re so beautiful, tied up like this…” She placed a finger on his head as she eyed his bound arms. An evil smile crept across her face, and she slid off his lap. “Jas-hey, Jasmine! Where are you going?” Frantic, Ren pulled at his ribbons and tried jumping out of the bed. “Shhh, Darling, don’t worry, I just need to go grab a toy from under the tree, alright? Trust me, Pet~” Her words made him shiver, his back arched, and he stayed put. It wasn’t long before Jasmine came back with her “toy” behind her back. She didn’t bother showing him, opting to distract him by sitting on his face instead. “Be a good boy and use your tongue the way I like it, alright? I promise you’ll love it, Pet~” He blushed and succumbed to her heat, eating her out slow and steadily. Jasmine unrolled another spool of satin ribbon, only this time it was much thinner. She decorated his shaft with a similar pattern to his arms, and tied the ribbon extra tight behind his knot, acting as a cock ring. Ren moaned at her touch, not sure what she was doing, but knew he needed more. As a final touch, she looped a gold bell through the ribbon right on the tip of his head.

Satisfied with her work, and with Ren’s, she got off and let him admire her knot tying “I-ha, that’s really w-well done…” He arched his back and squeezed his legs together, trying to get any friction he could. Jasmine wasn’t having it. “Aww, my poor panting moaning mess-“ she forced his legs apart, slotting her knees between them. “Do you need some help, Sweetie?” Gripping his hips, she brought him up on her lap, making the bell jingle, and making Ren gasp. “Do you need some…release, Pet?” Tracing her finger up his thigh, Ren let out a deep, gravely moan. “Yes, yes please I-I n-need you, Jasmine, I-ah!” Happy with his declining composure, Jasmine pulled some lube out of her nightstand and coated her fingers in it. Her cute little Fox was already ready for her, as she slid in two fingers. Precum started leaking onto the little bell, and it jingled with each thrust of her hand. A few minutes went by, and Ren gained enough composure to beg again. “Please, I-ah, whole thing, pleeease give-ah, whole thing!” His eyes were rolled back and his tongue rolled out of his mouth as he panted. Jasmine wasn’t going to make him ask again in his state, but she still needed to tease him. “Aww, Pet, you want the whole thing? No more fingers?” Ren desperately nodded, almost unable to beg. She took her fingers out and prodded his entrance with the head of her strap. “I haven’t heard you mumble like that since your rut, you’re just too cute!” On cute, she shoved herself deep into her now screaming Pet. With each thrust of her hips, Ren screamed and his little bell rang. He pulled against his restraints, almost setting himself loose, but not quite. He loved the feeling of being tied up by his mistress, but lacked the self control to not pull against them, Jasmine bent down hearing his wordless plea, and kissed his cheeks. “My poor poor Pet wants a little loving too, hm? Here, Sweetie, how does this feel?” She reached up and rubbed his ears, his second biggest sweet spot. The ribbons, the thrusting, and now her rubbing gently at his ears all blended together and Ren fled the hot snap in his core. With one final scream, he thrusted up and came on his stomach. His bell jingled one last time till cum dripped off of it and onto his patch of white fur. Panting and groaning, he relaxed his muscles and finally calmed down enough to allow Jasmine to pull herself out of him. Like before, she untied him, cleaned him up, and dressed him back in jis new pajamas. He fell asleep in her arms, still softly whimpering with each breath.

The sun rose on the sleeping couple, gently waking them with its light. Jasmine was the first to open her eyes, setting her site on her still half-asleep Fox. She traced her fingers along his jaw, and gently kissed his cheek. “Merry Christmas, Darling, it’s time to wake up!” She whispered in his ear, stirring him just enough for him to hug her tighter and stretch his legs. “Hmmm five more minutes…” Ren groaned, trying to bury his face in his pillow to avoid the light. “C’mon, Ren, I want to start the day with you, it’s…” She stopped, looking outside their big window. “Ren, wake up, look!” Ren finally lifted his head, eyes squinting at the light. Snow fell around the city and collected at the corners of their windows. A smile spread on his face as he laid back down. “I guess you’ll want to go out and build a snowman next, right?” Ignoring his comment, Jasmine jumped out of bed to get a better look at the snow. Wearing only a shirt, she held herself as the chilly air brushed past her exposed skin. “Ren! Come over here, it’s so pretty!” The apartment was high up, so she could easily see the snow covering other rooftops. Hearing rustling and short groans behind her, Jasmine kept her eyes on the snowfall. Ren came to her side and draped a blanket around her shoulders and nestled his head in the crook of her neck. “I’m here, happy?” His voice was low and groggy, but Jasmine was happy to have him by her side. Flurries of snowflakes brushed against the window, the bits of ice lightly tapping on the glass. The wind could be heard from inside, and was almost melodic enough to put them back to bed, but Jasmine was insistent on starting their day.

Neither of them wanted to spend time making a big breakfast, opting to have a lazy day instead, so they sat on the couch with coffee and slices of cake from the night before. Jasmine was eager to open more presents together, so she ate quickly, and urged Ren to do the same. He rolled his eyes, wanting to take his time, but thought her eagerness was cute. Putting her plate aside, Jasmine darted under the tree and picked up two shiny green gifts. “Ren, I want you to open these two first, it’s an idea I saw online and wanted to try it out.” Ren put his plate to the side as well and joined her, despite his back protesting getting on the floor. He smiled, and tore away the paper, revealing a white box. The first gift was a white dress shirt, with red kiss marks all over the collar. “Oh my, I love this, Pet! And it’s in my size too, what a hard find. I take it the second one is similar?” Jasmine smiled, pushing the second gift towards him. “I’m not sure, you’ll have to find out!” Ripping away the wrapping paper, the second gift was, in fact, similar. A dark greenish-blue dress shirt, covered in black kiss marks. Ren loved both, and even considered wearing one to work to show off to Kangaroo and Rhino. Next, Ren handed Jasmine a gift wrapped in red and white striped paper, similar to the one from the night before. Jasmine unwrapped a black velvet dress with the zodiacs embroidered in silver beads. It had long off the shoulder sleeves, a slim silhouette, a mermaid train skirt, and a v-neckline. “Woundfucker’s hosting another party for New Years, I figured you could use a new dress for it, what do you think?” Jasmine hugged it tight to her chest, but looked at Ren with slight worry. “Another party at Woundfucker’s..?” “Yeah, what can I say? You made a good first impression. This one won’t be like the last though, Armageddon’s tied up with some family junk and can’t make this one. There’s no sex party either, just a little…well don’t worry, Pet, it’ll be fun!” Jasmine eyed him suspiciously, but decided to drop it. It’s Christmas, we can argue dirty details later.

As the day went on, they opened more and more presents to each other. Ren’s gifts were mostly cosmetic, such as clothing, shoes, makeup, and accessories, as well as a few items that would land him on Santa’s naughty list. Jasmine went with more thoughtful gifts, and used a few of her limited DIY skills to do so. A few embroidered ties, hand made cards, and a manga she thought he would like were a few of his favorite gifts. Although, none of them topped the gifts they unwrapped the night before. Jasmine held her word in not taking her ring off, and Ren made a mental note to learn to have more…self control with her. It was a very merry Christmas, and hopefully the first of many with the couple.

Notes: Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals :D