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MatchaKittenBlossom I wrote for Kojiro's birthday!

Summary: Adam gifts Matchablossom cat-hybrid Miya. Miya is a good kitty.

Rated E

cw: underage, dubcon, heat cycles, power imbalance, mpreg, breeding, ambiguous relationships

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If there was one skill Kojiro was blessed with, it's having a good time. His birthday is certainly no exception. He's always willing to go wherever the flow takes him—since that's the key ingredient of a good time—so when he sees Adam across the bar from where he and Kaoru are,he doesn't immediately turn tail and make a quick escape even though Kaoru is tugging at his sleeve, urging him away from the counter where he's waiting for his celebratory birthday shot.

It's a wonder Ainosuke even found them. They've been bar hopping all night, getting the birthday freebies they could before moving on to the next place.

But whether it's a cruel act of fate or a calculated plot doesn't change the fact that Ainosuke is walking toward them faster than they can get away at this point.

"What do you want?" Kaoru snaps, though he's now clinging to Kojiro's sleeve as if preparing to use him as a human shield if needed.

Kojiro is less bothered, grabbing his free shot from the bartender and gulping it down before acknowledging the other man's presence.

"If you came over to mooch on our calamari, you're too late," Kojiro tells him, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at Ainosuke when he notices something in his hands. He can't tell what it is, but he's not sure he wants to know.

"I'm only accepting presents I can consume this year," Kojiro says, turning on his heel, laying his palm on Kaoru's lower back to guide him toward the door.

"If you're looking for something delicious, I believe I've found the gift that keeps on giving," Ainosuke announces.

It pisses Kojiro off that he doesn't seem at all deterred, but he turns around despite his better judgment.

And oh, fuck. He should have trusted that judgement.

Ainosuke moved aside to reveal that the item in his hand was a leash. And not just any leash.

A leash that connected to the most gorgeous little cat hybrid Kojiro had ever seen. The kid smelled like an ice cream shop, sweet and rich. The kind of scent you want to follow until you find the source.

"Just look at him," Ainosuke says with what Kojiro knows is mock sympathy as he strokes a hand through the hybrid's hair and he cringes under the touch. "Think what you could do with a little pet like this."

Kojiro is mad now, mad enough to tear the leash from Ainosuke's hand.

"If it gets him away from you, I guess he's going home with us," Kojiro says, keeping hold of the leash as the hybrid moves to follow him. When he catches Kaoru's eyes, he sees the familiar fear he can always find there when Ainosuke is involved. "Let's get out of here."

Kojiro doesn't turn back to see Ainosuke's sly smile, and he misses the way the cat hybrid blows the man a kiss while he and Kaoru argue about whose place to go to.

When they get back to Kaoru's place, the first thing Kojiro does is open a bottle, filling a wine glass much more than he would it he were working.

"I didn't invite you here to drink all my booze," Kaoru argues, stealing the bottle away and drinking directly from it directly.

"I want some," the cat hybrid whines, reaching for the bottle, which Kaoru holds just out of his reach, eyeing him critically.

"You're certainly not old enough for this," Kaoru argues, taking another drink as he walks to the fridge to pull out a bottle of orange juice.

"Feed your stray, Kojiro," he tells him, pushing the bottle across the counter in his direction.

"Don't be jealous, Mommy," the cat-hybrid says, stepping in closer so he can wind his tail around Kaoru's leg. "I won't get in the way of your special alone time with Daddy."

Kaoru seriously doubted that, pushing the wandering tail away and stepping defensively close to Kojiro, blinking up at him with pleading eyes.

It was no secret that Kaoru had been planning a special surprise for this day, and he wasn't at all keen on allowing Ainosuke to spoil it.

For as long as they'd been together, Kaoru had always bottomed.

They fit together so naturally like that—with Kaoru riding Kojiro's cock or Kojiro taking him on his knees. They'd tried every position together, at least in that particular arrangement.

But under his clothes, Kaoru was hiding a surprise that would change all of that.

The last four weeks since he'd gotten a frenum piercing had been agony. He'd gotten it early enough that if he needed more time to heal, he would still make it in time for Kojiro's birthday.

But as a result, he'd been averting Kojiro's attempts to seduce him. Which had only gotten harder the longer he went without it.

When his piercing had healed as early as scheduled, he'd nearly given in right away.

Since he'd waited, it was only that much more important that they finally get to indulge together.

Kaoru's thoughts broke with the glass crashing to the floor in front of him.

The cat hybrid crossed his arms, looking away as if the glass he'd just pushed to the floor offended him.

"I want milk," he whined, leaving a very stunned Kojiro to sigh and clean up the mess.

"We don't have any milk," Kojiro said, tossing the broken glass in the trash.

"I might have left some cream here though," he said, walking to the refrigerator to check.

"Don't encourage him!" Kaoru argued, grabbing Kojiro's bicep and pulling him away from the kitchen.

"I haven't given you my gift yet," Kaoru murmured, his hand smoothing over the muscle of Kojiro's arm. "I'm sure the kitten can take care of himself," he said, his gaze shifting to shoot a threatening glare at him.

"It's Miya," he corrected, swinging open the refrigerator.

Little did Kaoru know, under his clothes, Kojiro was hiding a surprise of his own. He clenched around the plug buried inside him, feeling lube leak out around it as his muscles tightened. His pants were beginning to soak through, and he shifted uncomfortably.

"You can take care of yourself, right Miya?" Kojiro asked, already walking toward the door to the bedroom. "There's a spare futon against the wall," he showed him, avoiding bending over so he didn't reveal the wet spot at the seat of his pants.

Kaoru didn't wait to make sure Miya was settled before grabbing Kojiro's wrist and tugging him toward the bedroom.

Kojiro knew he looked like a hybrid in heat like this, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he stumbled behind Kaoru, letting him push him to the bed.

Kaoru looked down at the lower half of his body before glancing back up at Kojiro, who was sprawled on the massive bed, leaning up on his elbows with red cheeks and spread legs.

He cursed under his breath, glancing down again. "Undress yourself," Kaoru commanded, walking toward the bathroom. "There's a blindfold for you on the nightstand. I expect to find you wearing nothing else, lying on your back just like that when I return." Kaoru excused himself to the bathroom to clean his piercing.

Kojiro's mind felt hazy as he stripped off the last article of clothing, sliding the blindfold over his eyes and returning to his position. His breathing was the only sound filling the room, aside from the occasional squelch as he tightened around the toy.

He'd felt like this before, when Kaoru took his time intricately tying knots, fully incapacitating him so he could take what he wanted. He'd fucked himself on Kojiro's cock at every angle, not letting him cum until he'd reached his own climax at least four times.

It didn't feel entirely dissimilar at all as Kojiro finally heard the door hinges squeak as it opened, felt a warm weight settling on his lap. Hands spread, tracing the muscles of his chest with two fingers while the other hand moved between his legs, jerking him a few times.

Kaoru rarely bothered with that when he was already so hard, but maybe that was the reason for the blindfold—to make this seem like it was someone else.

"Fuck, baby, that's so good," he groaned as a warm heat engulfed his cock. His hands moved up to grip Kaoru's hips.

Only for his hands to tighten around a much smaller waist than he was expecting. Kojiro ripped off the blindfold, blinking as he adjusted to the light only to find that it wasn't Kaoru's hips he was gripping. Since Kaoru was standing across the room with his jaw and eyes wide.

Kaoru was seething as he returned, finding Miya sitting confidently in his boyfriend's lap, arching his spine as he bounced.

As hard as he was obviously trying to, Kojiro couldn't hide what this was doing to him. Even as he tried to pull Miya away, his brow was scrunched to hide the look of pleasure on his face.

Kaoru rolled his eyes. As upsetting as it was, he wasn't about to be the one denying Kojiro what he wanted on his birthday.

Even if what he wanted was this slutty little kitten.

If the little brat was around, he might as well make himself useful.

Besides, with Miya's body in the way, it was even easier to distract from what Kaoru was hiding.

"Just leave him be," Kaoru said with a sigh, waving a hand indifferently as he lined himself up between Kojiro's legs.

As he pushed his legs up and out of the way, a glimmering sparkle caught his eye.

"What's this?" Kaoru asked, brushing his knuckles over the plug, sending Kojiro's hips up and thrusting into Miya as he nudged the toy. "Did you get yourself ready for me? So considerate..."

When Kaoru twisted the plug, the cat hybrid had to grip Kojiro's knees to hold himself upright as the powerful man twitched beneath him, whining in protest.

Their bodies seemed to fit together perfectly, and Kaoru wondered if he looked as natural riding Kojiro's cock like Miya was. Did it matter that he couldn't make slick that dripped down Kojiro's perineum?

Kaoru found himself so caught up in his thoughts, he was startled out of them when Kojiro's thighs squeezed around him.

"Please..." Kojiro whined, shaking Kaoru back to reality. He stopped toying with the plug, instead slowly removing it.

When the end finally popped out, he could hear Kojiro's sigh of relief. Kaoru smirked.

"You haven't even taken me yet," Kaoru reminded him, his fingers trailing along the insides of Kojiro's thighs as he spread them apart, moving in closer.

Kaoru hadn't realized how wound up he was watching his husband fuck a little kitten until he gripped his cock, a dribble of precum trickling down across his fingers.

"Unless you're too much of a chicken for it," he added with a sly smile, resting his chin on Miya's shoulder so he could catch his boyfriend's gaze.

A flicker of thought crossed Kojiro's features before his brows creased and he shook his head. "As if!"

As much as Kaoru wanted to stubbornly deny him since it was clear that Kojiro could finish like this, there was no denying they were both ready for more. Kaoru's cock throbbed in his hand as he brushed his fingers over Kojiro's hole.

Gathering some of the slick on his fingertips, he pushed his middle finger in, drawing out a throaty moan from Kojiro. He drew his finger back, dragging it across Kojiro's walls until he found the spot that had him gasping.

"Kaoru...!" He cried in warning.

"Ah, yes...!" Miya whimpered, grinding down to meet the thrust of Kojiro's hips. "Breed me, please...!"

Kaoru's eyes widened as he watched a trail of cum dribble out from where their bodies met, pooling in Kaoru's hand.

"Right there?" Kaoru asked, pressing the spot again and smirking in satisfaction as he felt Kojiro twitch with overstimulation. "If you can barely take this, how are you going to take my cock?"

"I can—fuck—" Kojiro's protest was cut off by the joint pleasure of Miya dropping down on his cock as Kaoru pressed against his prostate. "I can take it...!"

Kaoru grinned. Even though he was forced to share this moment with someone else, he had to admit he was impressed with the hybrid's skill. Considering he was just a kitten and all.

"If you say so..." Kaoru sighed, smearing slick across his cock. Kojiro was more eager than he was stretched, but if it was too much, it wasn't Kaoru's fault.

Besides, it just made it that much better when his piercings dragged along Kojiro's soft skin.

Kaoru's mind blanked at he bottomed out, his mouth falling open in a broken curse.

"You're perfect, Kojiro," he gasped out, gripping Miya's hips for stability. If the kitten was going to come between them, the least he could do is be useful.

"Wha...?" Kojiro asked, his voice fucked out and hoarse from his moans. "Kaoru, did you...?" He didn't need to finish the sentence for Kaoru to know exactly what he was asking.

With a triumphant smirk, Kaoru pulled his hips back, ensuring the sensation was undeniable.

"If you're asking if I got a new piercing, the answer is yes," he said, raising a brow at Kojiro where he caught his eyes over Miya's shoulder. "I only wanted to surprise you."

Kojiro's mouth fell open, his eyes rolling back in his head as Kaoru pushed in again. "Fuck—we're talking about this later...!" Kojiro said, signaling the end of the conversation.

From there, the three of them fell into a rhythm, their bodies moving on their own as they each chased their pleasure.

Kojiro was the first to cum, his moan cut off by Miya moving from his wilting cock to grind against his mouth.

The view Kaoru had of the scene was debauched: Kojiro's own cum dripping down his chin as his tongue filled Miya's pussy, drinking down the mess he'd made.

Kaoru grabbed Kojiro's hips, his thrusts growing faster as Miya's whines climbed. He knew it wouldn't be long now. Not with the way Kojiro was sucking on his swollen clit, his fingers wrapping around the base of his tail.

None of it was what Kaoru had imagined when he'd planned this night. And he usually hated to see his plans fall apart. Somehow, as Kaoru's vision went white and Miya's screams reached a piercing height, everything felt completely perfect.

The weeks after Kojiro's birthday, everything seemed to return to normal.

Well, almost everything.

Kaoru sat at his usual spot at the bar, teasing Kojiro for the splatter of sauce on his chin. He had just reached out to wipe it away with a fingertip when a familiar voice filled the room.

"It's a good thing you have someone to clean up your messes," Ainosuke said, addressing Kojiro as he leaned a hip against the counter next to Kaoru. "Perhaps he can help you with this one too."

He wrapped Miya's leash around his hand to shorten it, pulling him within view. If the hybrid hadn't been so small already, it wouldn't have been obvious to Kojiro or Kaoru that his little tummy had rounded out.

If they hadn't seen him naked just a few short weeks before, they might have been able to dismiss it as baby fat.

Instead, Kojiro and Kaoru exchanged a nervous glance, both of them knowing that the little hybrid was, in fact, pregnant.

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