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When he first arrived at the shelter, San made sure to make every other hybrid stay away from him.
They treated him like a spectacle, like he was stuck in a zoo instead of a place where he should feel safe and protected just because he was a tiger hybrid.
He knows it’s not common being a wild animal hybrid, even more so one that ends up in a shelter, so San showed his discontentment to everyone around.
And they got it.
No one approached him anymore, no one bothered to invite him to games or hang around after lunch. He was on his own and he liked it.
Until the black kitty arrived.
Wooyoung first came a few months after San had been around and everyone loved him. He made friends pretty quickly and the staff adored him just as much.
San found him insufferable, though. He was loud and obnoxious, always making a scene out of everything and being constantly draped over someone made him look weak in San's eyes.
They all warned him to keep his distance from him. San was not good company, they said. And San was glad, he loved his silence and his peace.
But Wooyoung seemed to not know better.
After a week or so of being in the shelter, he approached San as the other was picking a movie on the TV in the common room, enjoying the way everybody was loving the heat in the garden.
“I like this one” Wooyoung pointed to the silliest movie on the list.
“Of course you do” San said, rolling his eyes.
“Your name’s San, right?” he said, hopping beside him, looking like he was dying to sit down.
“Yes” he said, trying to leave after turning off the TV but Wooyoung followed him. “What do you want?” San asked.
“Why are you never around us?” Wooyoung said, ears twitching.
“Because I don’t want to” San said, walking around Wooyoung to go to the kitchen and grab something to eat. And Wooyoung was still there.
“Must be lonely being all by yourself” Wooyoung said, a wondering look on his face.
“It’s not” San mumbled, trying not to give much thought to what the hybrid said. He was not lonely.
“I’ll keep you company” Wooyoung said as he grabbed an apple, cuddling to San’s side.
The tiger hybrid startled at the action and snarled at him, making the kitten jolt. Wooyoung looked at him while putting a hand on his heart, ears flapping on the top of his head.
“You’re the loudest person in this place and I don’t like noise” San said, scowling at him.
“I’ll be quiet, I promise” Wooyoung said with a pout and San rolled his eyes before starting to ignore him, grabbing one apple for himself and walking out of the kitchen.
True to his words, Wooyoung did kept quiet while he was around San. But the problem was that he kept coming back.
San was never alone anymore.
Wooyoung ate lunch with him, went with him to the library when he felt like reading and even tried to drag him to play with the others hybrids, but San draw a line at that.
And even if Wooyoung did his part at staying quiet, his body managed to be as loud as his mouth.
He was always touching San. It began with curious touches to his fur, because “I’ve never seen a tiger, Sannie, it’s so cool!”, and then Wooyoung started to bite him because “I’m a kitten, I like to bite things. But I won’t hurt you Sannie, don’t worry!”
San was about to snap. Wooyoung did not, in fact, hurt him, but he was driving him mad. As much as he wanted to say having the kitten around was a torment, he actually enjoyed him. So much so that it was becoming a problem.
San was sitting at his room because it was too cold outside and Wooyoung insisted on going with him. He had been in his room before but San tried to keep the distance because Wooyoung’s smell always impregnated into his bed sheets and San didn’t want to deal with what that made him do.
But he couldn’t escape this time so the kitten is currently lying next to him, giving playful bites at every place he can reach. San feels incredibly dirty because he’s enjoying this way more than he should.
Every time Wooyoung’s teeth graze his skin, it sends a tingle down his spine that he longs to feel more and more each day. The kitten seems oblivious, biting and scratching at him playfully while on all fours on the bed, tail swinging around making San’s body coil with desire.
“Oh, you have those too?” Wooyoung said and San jolted on the bed when he poked at his very evident bulge with his long finger.
“Get out” San said through gritted teeth and Wooyoung looked at him with a hurt expression.
“What? Why?” he whined, trying to get close to San again.
He scrambled more up the bed, trying to get away from the kitten but Wooyoung managed to climb onto his lap and straddle him.
San was red in the face for being caught red handed but Wooyoung didn’t seem to mind. He put his weight on San’s thigh and kept shifting his look from his face to his crotch.
“You’re embarrassed?” he asked, curiosity visible on his voice.
“No” San mumbled avoiding his eyes.
“Don’t be embarrassed!” Wooyoung said. “This happens to me all the time, too”
San was hanging together by a fine thread. And Wooyoung’s hand going up his thigh was making it coil together very fast. It won’t be pretty when it snaps.
“Do you play with it?” the kitten said, round eyes boring holes into him. “I play with mine” Wooyoung said as if sharing a secret.
San twitched inside his pants, breathe hitching as the kitten looked down at him.
“How do you play with it?” San asked, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer.
“Oh, you know...” he said nonchalantly but something had shifted in his eyes, San could tell. “With my hands” he said, looking at San through his lashes. One would say he was embarrassed but Wooyoung’s body was responding for him, legs tightening around San’s own imperceptibly.
“Just your hands?” San said, watching as Wooyoung’s fingers danced on his thighs, going as close as it could to his crotch without touching him before going down again.
“I’ve never tried anything else” Wooyoung said and now he did sound embarrassed.
San frowned at that because, even though he had taken a like on thinking about Wooyoung as an insufferable brat, he was already on the age of having experienced his first heat.
“Why’s that?” he asked curious, arousal momentarily put aside.
“They said it was a... shot?” Wooyoung said, pout lips looking as inviting as ever. “Like flu shots, yes. My old owners gave me those so I wouldn’t have heats. I only learned that I should touch my body when I came here” he said, voice small, almost afraid. “Yeosang taught me how to do it but said that he couldn’t teach me anything else”
San felt a particular strong emotion that he wasn’t sure how to name it at the mention of the bunny hybrid. Knowing someone had touched that cute, innocent kitten made a growl come out him.
“Can you show me what he taught you?” San said and when Wooyoung nodded so enthusiastically he bit his lips to stop another groan.
Never taking his eyes off of him, Wooyoung put San’s pants down to his thighs. When he looked up and saw San’s bare skin, he gasped.
San wasn’t expecting a demonstration on himself, but he wouldn’t complain.
“It’s so big” he said, mouth falling open and San had to force the images of it wrapped around him to the back of his head. “Mine it’s not that big” Wooyoung said, marveled.
Wrapping a cold, dry fist around him, Wooyoung caught him in his hand to admire San’s length, making it harden even more.
“I need to make it wet before playing with it, right? Or it can hurt” Wooyoung said and his voice was not too firm, eyes big and tongue peeking out to wet his lips every now and again.
“Yes, you should make it wet” San said, breathing uneven and trying really hard to not completely slip away inside his own head.
“Do you have lube?” Wooyoung asked and San had said no before he could even think about it. “Oh... do you mind if I use my mouth then?” Wooyoung said and San completely lost it when a bit of drool escaped from the corner of his mouth. His kitten was dying to taste him.
“Fuck...” San let out and felt himself leak. “Please use your mouth”
San made an effort to keep his eyes open as Wooyoung slid down on the bed, spreading San’s legs to accommodate himself in the middle. With a flat tongue, Wooyoung licked a strip from base to tip in one swift motion, stopping at the head where his brows furrowed.
“You taste so good up here” Wooyoung said before sucking the head inside his mouth with a hum, making San’s eyes roll the back of his skull.
The kitten tongue was just the dizzying side of being rough where it touched him, leaving a soft scratching sensation that made San fist the sheet at the first touch.
Wooyoung was applying just the right pressure as his lips slid up and down, tongue flat against the vein on the side of San’s dick.
San planted his feet on the bed, hands flying to Wooyoung’s head when he felt himself hit the back of his mouth. The kitten pulled off with a cough, eyeing San through his lashes.
“You’re slicking me up so good, kitten. Want to keep going?” Wooyoung nodded and delved back to engulf him, careful to not take too far anymore.
San could not complain, his mouth was heaven. He was eager in his movements, moaning around him every time San leaked inside his mouth.
The tiger hybrid tried to thrust up just once, a small movement, just to test the waters and Wooyoung was perfectly fine with it, looking at him with big eyes and stilling his head, waiting for San to do it again.
The sight of Wooyoung with his lips wrapped around his cock head, pliant and waiting to be used made San almost make a mess of him right then and there.
Holding onto his soft hair, scratching his ears a bit on the process and making Wooyoung purr, San started to give shallow thrusts inside his mouth, just enough to give friction but not going too far in case Wooyoung gagged again.
San pulled off when he saw the kitten sneak a hand in the middle of his own thighs and pulled his head back by the hairs on his nape, making the hybrid cry out in front of him.
“Did that made you hard?” Wooyoung nodded and sat straight to show San his big bulge. “Let me teach you a few tricks, kitten”
Pulling Wooyoung by the hand until he was straddling his face, San positioned himself better to receive a face full of the kitten, who eagerly pulled his pants down before settling himself on the top of San’s face, completely on board with what San wanted to do.
San nuzzled into his balls before inhaling deeply the sweet scent of his that’s been driving him made. He felt Wooyoung’s thighs quivering when he licked a strip from his perineum to his balls.
“There’s somewhere else you should touch yourself” San said, pulling Wooyoung up just a bit more until his ass was lined perfectly with San’s face. “Can I touch it for you?” he added, muffled with the way he was nuzzling on Wooyoung’s thighs.
“Y-es” Wooyoung said breathy on top of him, spreading his legs more to make San have a better view of him.
San grabbed a handful of Wooyoung’s ass, just like he had been dying to and spreads it, making the smell of him invade his nose. San moans unabashedly at this and flats his tongue on the crevice, Wooyoung jolting on top of him.
San lapped at him with gusto, licking at every part his tongue could find, his nose burrowed on Wooyoung’s taint that was twitching every time he circled his rim, the tip of his tongue teasing the puckered, pulsing skin.
“Nnhg...” Wooyoung moaned on top of him, hips moving on top of San, humping his face in delight.
San’s holding at Wooyoung’s hips, not really guiding him, but enjoying the way the movements of his body feel under his hand.
He could hear Wooyoung’s little mewls as his body worked, his own sounds spilling out of him at the sounds the kitten made, making San’s dick pulse and throb where it laid forgotten.
“Can I…” Wooyoung started but stopped to let out a wail when San pushed him down on him, burying his whole face in between Wooyoung’s ass and letting his tongue invade him, feeling how warm he was inside. “Sannie!”
San fucked in and out of him, not moving much because of the little space he had, but working his tongue to the best of his abilities. Wooyoung was sunk down on him now, his smell everywhere making San dizzy.
Lifting him up just enough to catch a breath, San managed to take a look at the beautiful red cock in between Wooyoung’s legs, drooling as the kitten let it rut on the head board.
“Feels good, baby?” San asked, licking at Wooyoung’s thighs – that seemed to be making an effort to stay upright.
“So good” Wooyoung said, his hips moving recklessly, his tip rubbing on the hard timber.
San stopped his movements and Wooyoung cried out, hips humping the air as San turned him to sit on the bed and standing as well to kneel in front of kitten.
Sitting and pulling Wooyoung to sit on his lap, San grabbed both their cocks on his hand and it almost didn’t fit.
“Sannie” Wooyoung cried out when he felt San’s wet meat slide against his, hands flying to grab the tiger’s fur at his nape and pull him toward his neck.
San got the hint and bit down, hard enough to leave a mark – he was feeling possessive.
Tasting just as sweet as the rest of him, San sucked hickeys into Wooyoung’s upper body as the slick sounds of their cocks rubbing together filled the room.
“You’re so good kitty, feels so good against me” Wooyoung only nodded, his hips working in a broken rhythm to try and get more friction out of their mess.
“It’s so good Sannie, I didn’t know it could be so good” Wooyoung said as tears sprang to his eyes, his tail swooshing behind him at the movements of his hips.
The appendage caught San’s attention and he wrapped a firm hand around the base, stroking the soft fur and making Wooyoung shake and hold onto his shoulders, eyes wide and unfocused.
San felt a jolt up his spine when he realized he was helping Wooyoung discover parts of himself and his body that he had no idea that could feel a certain way.
“It can be better, baby” San said, imagining himself sinking down onto Wooyoung’s tight, untouched heat. “So much better”
“I want you in me, Sanie” he whispered, grabbing San’s hand that was on his tail and guiding lower. “Right here” Wooyoung said as he made San touch his pulsing hole.
San wrist lost its rhythm and he came, burying one finger in the middle of Wooyoung’s ass, letting just the tip get inside as he trembled through his orgasm.
At the feel of being breached open, Wooyoung screamed and stilled, his warm spent mixing with San’s own as they both twitched on his hold, emptying themselves onto one another.
San was panting, his body still convulsing as he heard Wooyoung’s cries, still fucking into his loose fist to try and get more of it, the feeling so addictive he didn’t want to stop
San kissed his skin until he came down of it, body slacking against San’s as he laid his head on the tiger hybrid shoulder.
Caressing his back until goose bumps broke on the skin, San laid Wooyoung down on the bed, settling on top of him to look down at his sharp, sated features.
Wooyoung looked back at him with a smile – tired, bright, beautiful smile – that San couldn’t help the way he swooped down to kiss him, both their tastes mixing together as they explored each other.
They kissed until it was far from being enough, but San pulled back, lying down beside him and pulling Wooyoung to lie on his chest.
“Was I good, Sannie?” he asked, finger running smoothly up and down San’s stomach.
“You’re wonderful, kitten” he said, kissing Wooyoung’s head.
“You’re not mad at me, are you?” he said, sounding worried.
“Why would I be mad?” he asked.
“Because I made you have sex with me” Wooyoung said, his ear dropping and a pout appearing on his lips.
“You made me?” San almost snorted, but lifted Wooyoung’s head to look at him.
“I’ve been trying really, really hard, Sannie! I thought you didn’t want me” he said with watery eyes and San panicked a bit, not prepared to see his kitten cry.
“You planned this?” San asked in disbelief, but amused still.
“Yes!” Wooyoung said with a beaming smile through his unshed tears when he couldn’t hear anger on San’s voice. “I’m glad it worked, are you?” he added, his tail swinging happily.
“I’m happy, kitten” San said with a smile of his own as he shook his head in disbelief. So much for the innocent cat he thought he was protecting. “But don’t plan this with anyone else, huh?” San said, brushing Wooyoung’s head with his nose as he brought the black cat back on his chest again. “Just me”
“It have always been just you, Sannie. I don’t like anyone else” Wooyung said innocently and San felt his heart swelling on his chest.
He didn’t like anyone else too, just him.