#i spit blood and saliva in their face and idk they sock me in the gut or press into my bruises from work n then we never say a word

[mellowwillowy]

Heat

Childe as a wolfie in heat with *Dom?* GN!reader

MDNI, (Pervy *maso* Childe) kinda nasty but idk (spits,blood maybe 2), uhm, feet, throat.

• Page 1 (Red Riding Hood)

• Page 3 (Taken Over)

"Stop humping yourself on my leg unless you want me to ask Grandma to punish you personally, Ajax"

Childe whimpers from your threat, he can't help the mating season, and with how irresistible you are, the confined thing inside his pant just won't stop twitching in need. Childe halts his movements for a while, your Grandma allows you to keep him as your lap dog but personal distaste is evident in her eyes. What if your Grandma finally had enough and decided to kick him out? He'd rather be feasted for dinner than forced to live without you!

"Pleashe, help mhe with ith"

With breathy whines, Childe looks up to you with his doe eyes, while he no longer humps himself on you, you can see how his thighs and tail move back and forth, probably trying to make some relief for his aching cock. His hands won't stop caressing your thigh while his mouth tries its best to catch your fingers. You sigh at his behavior before stepping the bulge on his pant, your right hand went to pull his head from rolling back while your left hand find its way into his mouth.

"You fucking dog, so what does it have to do with me if you are in heat huh?" The pressure on your foot increases with each word you throw at him, your sock is now wet from it. He came undone? Your right hand moves toward his jaw, bringing his face toward yours as you step his bulge even harder.

"How shameless, I wonder how will your pack view you after knowing that you'll always come just from me stepping this nasty thing?"

Childe's breath hitches from your words, his hands guiding your fingers to enter his mouth even deeper until it reaches the back of his throat. Childe squirms under you, and his thighs start working again despite your foot pressing on top of his bulge. It feels as though your ego has been crushed by this!

You pull his tongue out before biting it down, hard while your other hand bullies his ear. Childe squirms immediately, tasting his own blood suddenly with your foot pressed even harder against his bulge now. He can feel his second coming, the butterflies in his stomach fly freely as another white splotch goes through the fabric of his pants. Your toes curl around his 'still hard' bulge while a string of spittle falls from your tongue to his, a hint of red visible in the line. Childe knows better than to swallow it before you order him to do so, obediently he closes his mouth and dares not to swallow anything. Seeing how he has learned from his past mistakes, you kiss his forehead, licking away the sweat on it.

You walk toward the edge of your bed with Childe crawling on 4 toward you. Kneeling in front of you, you bring your foot to his lip, letting him kiss it over and over.

"Clean your mess up"

Childe looks up to you, eyes glinting with hesitation. Your fingers work their way to open his mouth wide, looking at your saliva and his pooling inside his mouth. You bring your hand in front of his mouth, gesturing for him to spit it out. As usual, Childe refuses to spit it out no matter how many times you've trained him to.

"Youh ghave theshe to me sho why shouldh I throwh it awayh"

"It's unsanitary, come on, spit it out"

Ah yes, it's unsanitary he thinks to himself. You won't stop going about it especially when he asks you to mark him... like a dog would to mark their territory. Childe pouts at you while his lip is still tightly sealed into a thin line. Your fingers immediately go to still his adam's apple, not allowing him to swallow it.

"Behave"

Childe hesitates for a while before shaking his head in disagreement again. The next thing you do had Childe gasps in surprise, your hand is circling over his neck now. Another warning as your nails digs inside him. Childe squirms again, torn between obeying you or keeping up with his fight. He doesn't want you to stop choking him but he also doesn't want to anger you, what if you finally have enough of him and decide to throw him away? Childe starts breathing through his mouth, his tongues rolling out and his eyes clouded by his own tears. He's chasing his own high again and you know that. You bite his tongue down again, giving him a final push before adding another splotch to his pant. Before he realizes it, the things inside his mouth have all trickled down from his chin, a poodle of yours and his visible on the floor. Childe brings his head down to clean it up before your foot raises his face by his chin,

"Don't, it's dirty. I haven't cleaned my room yet"

Childe nods as he makes a note mentally to clean the whole house up later. You gestured for him to take off your sock and so he did. His teeth pull the damp sock off your foot, he can see his cum on your foot. Initiatively, he licks it up, trying to please you. You only hum in response, not stopping or encouraging him to. Childe's hands start roaming over your thigh, his mouth working its way to suck your toes off. You on the other hand, are trying your best to not accidentally kick him away because of how it tickles you so much. By the end of the play, Childe has coated your whole foot with his own saliva, tasting every inch of it. His hands on your thighs however haven't stopped playing with them.

"You wanna get off so much huh? Not to mention how you love humping and playing with my thigh"

You bring both of your legs up toward the bed while gesturing for him to climb up. And he does, your hands taking off the confinement of his bulging shaft. You give it a few rubs before taking off everything until his bottom is completely revealed.

"Mmh, I won't let you enter me because you've been a bad boy" Childe immediately whines from it "but you can use my thighs to relieve yourself," you say as you clamp down his cock with both of your thighs. Childe groans from the sudden sensation of being wrapped by you. His hips immediately work diligently as his arm wraps both of your legs onto his shoulder, his other hand refraining from crashing your body with his weight. His face is only a few inches away from yours, his eyes locked with yours, he'll never grow sick staring into yours. Your hand works its way to unbutton his red shirt, your fingers playing with both of his hard nipples making his hips work even faster. Judging by how much he's been looking at you with need and a hint of adoration, you know he wants a kiss from you but is too scared to initiate one.

Childe jolts from how suddenly your lips crash into his, your tongue gesturing him to open up. He happily allows your tongue to roam inside his mouth with his tongue finding its way into yours. None of you break away from the kiss and it colors him amaze that you are not breathless yet. Childe's thighs start to spasm, a sign that he's close to his own climax as he pulls away from your kiss, his mouth wide agape as his eyes roll back. His tail swishing back and forth before his ears finally lay flat as another ribbon of white cum is shot, painting you with it.

His tail finds its way to wrap itself around your thigh while he crashes next to you, panting like a dog after reaching his climax. You wipe the sweat off his forehead before giving his ear a soft kiss, making one of them perks up in excitement.

You have to change now, with how he dirties your outfit that is. Childe whines from you sitting up on the bed, his tail immediately wags back and forth. You take his pant and wipes your foot with it before standing up.

"Is playtime over already?" Childe asks you, his eyes showing glints of disappointment.

"Grandma will be back with dinner soon, be a good boy and clean yourself up okay? You don't want me to lock you up in your cage again right?"

Childe frowns at it but doesn't make any further comments. He doesn't want to sleep in the cage tonight, he wouldn't mind it if the cage is placed inside your room but the fact that it's in the living room upsets him. He hates it when he has to be away from you!

Obediently, he picks everything up and stands next to you. You pat him in response, giving him another kiss on his cheek.

"Be a good boy and we'll do something about your heat after dinner"

And with that, Childe's ears and tail perk up in excitement again. Maybe you'll finally let him be inside of you? Or maybe you'll be inside of him? Oh he can't wait for it.

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OC's note

Grandma Zili : begone *sprays anti horny spray*