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 There he is, standing on Yoichi’s doorstep with nothing but a singular bag slung over his shoulder. Alexis, a dog hybrid with a mean streak. Apparently, his first owner dumped him—implied to have had a less-than-innocent relationship by Alexis. Unfortunately, he was still clinging onto the idea that the man would return to him. He’d gone through three owners now, but none would stick with him as he was described as too aggressive by all of the owners following the first. 

Well, that’s why Yoichi chose him anyway. Not only is he a great caretaker, but understanding and patient—he could take a little bit of a beating if need be. He doesn’t mind a little biting and scratching, that’s all a part of the process. 

“Alexis?” Yoichi smiles, kind and gentle, but the dog almost growls at him. “Welcome to my—well now our home.” he says, moving aside.

Alexis’s face hardens, eyes narrowing. “This isn’t my home,” he mumbles under his breath as he pushes past Yoichi, walking inside and immediately setting his bag down. 

“Want me to show you to your room?” Yoichi asks, “I set up a special space just for you, but if you want to change anything, you can just let me know.”

“I have my own room?” he looks almost surprised for a moment before he once again glares, “What game are you playing at?” he asks, “Why are you acting as though you want me here?”

“Because I do?” Yoichi says, “Why else would I offer to take you in, Alexis?”

Alexis’s tail is tucked between his legs, ears firmly pressed to the top of his head. He looks afraid. What exactly were his other owners like?

“Because you… expect me to be a maid? Or something?” he asks, “Most people just view me as an object,” he huffs. 

Yoichi reaches out tentatively, Alexis growls and automatically his hand retracts. 

“Don’t!” he barks, stepping back. “Don’t touch me—!”

“I’m sorry,” Yoichi says, “Sorry.” He repeats, looking over his facial features. “How about we get you comfortable for now? We’ll go over your boundaries as soon as you feel a little more settled.”

Alexis relaxes a little. “Fine. Just show me to my room.”

Yoichi complies, keeping his small, innocent smile and starting to walk ahead. “Of course, This way,” he says, letting Alexis trail behind him at a slight distance, passing a few other rooms before making it to the second furthest door from the last. Yoichi twists the doorknob and opens it to open up the view of the room. 

It’s spacious, far more spacious than Alexis was expecting, clearly. The dog hybrid’s eyes widened, stepping into the space with now perked ears and a slight—still low—wag of his tail. 

In the corner of the room, there’s a desk with some small activities scattered about it; art supplies to a bin on the right, writing materials at the top, as well as a plethora of books lining the bookshelves off to the side of it, all sorted by genre. Against the wall, his queen size bed sits, and to each side, a night stand with drawers and more shelf space. On the other side, a TV and mini fridge, which of course Yoichi had stocked with drinks and snacks—pantry snacks resting on top of that in a bin. 

Yoichi always aimed to spoil a little at least. He’s never had a hybrid before, but he did the same when he’d had partners over in the past, so he was sure that the hybrid would enjoy it. It would be a place to go when he needed space or time for himself, and he had all he needed at any time were he to go into heat, assuming he got those. 

“You like it?” he asks, leaning against the doorframe. 

Alexis whips around like he’s just remembering that he’s still in the presence of someone else, his tail raising a little.

“I guess it’s fine,” he says, trying to mask his excitement in a very obvious manner, his tail still betraying the lack of emotion in his words—wagging behind him even faster now. 

Yoichi grins, “I’m glad it suits your tastes. Do you want me to leave you to this for a while?” he asks, Alexis nods, “Alright. Then I’ll let you get used to the space. The bathroom is to your left if you need it, and uh whenever you’re ready, we can talk about your boundaries and getting you more personal items. Anything you’ll need.”

Alexis stares like he’s dumbfounded before nodding again, just to get the conversation done with most-likely. 

“Want the door closed?” Yoichi asks as he begins to step out. 

“Yes,’ Alexis sighs, and Yoichi does so, carefully closing the door behind himself.

When he walks away, he feels a slight sense of triumph. He’d made his tail wag !! Was it a little silly to be excited over that? Maybe, but he’d already felt quite accomplished and even more confident in helping Alexis heal from his past experiences. 

That’s right, he’d be the best owner Alexis has had, he’d heal his heart completely!

Alexis sighs as he sinks into the comfort of his bed. 

He really is suspicious of this Isagi Yoichi guy. Taking a dog in from abroad, giving him such lavish items… he was almost like his Micha— but not. He isn’t and cannot be his Micha. Nobody compares to his real owner. 

Alexis lets out a soft huff as he curls up in the bed, taking in the soft scent on the covers. Vanilla, maybe amber… it smells sweet and almost woodsy at the same time. He huffs in more of it, nudging his face against it as if trying to rub the scent onto himself. 

It feels nice. The sheets are plush and soft, comfortable. He stretches out, letting his hands run along the fabric before grabbing at a pillow and tucking it under his chin. “Mmmh so nice,” he whispers, rolling onto his back and adjusting his tail, letting it thump against the bed with excitement. “There must seriously be something wrong with him, wasting so much money on me,” he sighs, eyes falling shut. 

Alexis isn’t used to princess treatment anymore, to being treated so kindly. Though, when he was with Michael, he’d also lived rather lavishly. He’d been fed like royalty and dressed like it too. Michael would buy him expensive collars and leashes and parade him around like he was some prize catch. Behind closed doors, he would treat him just the same—in bed at least, whispering praises into his skin and taking him apart with his fingers, with his mouth, his cock. Alexis had loved it, feeling owned completely and wholly… but then he’d taken to another hybrid, a wolf hybrid by the name of Sae, an ugly thing (in Alexis’s opinion) with stupid pinky mauve hair and turquoise eyes. Alexis hates him. He’d treated Michael like he didn’t want to be within ten meters from him and yet Michael still ended up giving him more attention! 

At first, Alexis had expected it to just be a phase, but within a month he’d grown tired of not getting any affection. He’d outright bit Sae and been thrown to the streets within the same few hours. Stupid!! Stupid!!! He’d grow tired of that wolf and come crawling back to him eventually! Alexis was sure of it! 

Yet… it had been almost a year now and Alexis had been passed between a few owners before arriving at Yoichi’s doorstep today. Both before Yoichi hadn’t even given him a room—stating that hybrids didn’t need their own space, that a good dog could sleep wherever. It had felt like Alexis had gone from a castle to a cardboard box—he might as well have with the way he was treated!

His other owners had tried to make him into a maid, having him cook and clean for them, smacking him around when he hadn’t done something right—or refused to do as he was told. He ran away from the first and was captured on the streets, given to the second only a few days later. The second didn’t allow him to get away, he’d locked him in a kennel, but Alexis had whined and barked and bit for months until the man tired of him and set him free, too. 

That’s why he doesn’t understand why Yoichi treats him so differently . He growled at him! He barked!! And he would have bit were it not for Yoichi showing some semblance of respect for his boundaries from the get go. Yoichi didn't raise his hand to smack him when he didn’t submit, he didn’t yell at him or punish him in any way, he made no demands at all. 

Most importantly, he gave him space , a whole space just for him. 

Yoichi was strange, kind, a little bit cute—if Alexis tilted his head, which dogs so often do when perplexed, and Yoichi is pretty perplexing.

He doesn’t really know how to feel though, given it’s been so long since he was last treated like this. 

“Well, I guess for now…” he whispers, “I could take a nap,” he yawns, admittedly tired from his travels, and finding the bed far too comfortable not to sleep. 

So he does, pulling the blanket over himself and slowly falling asleep in his new bed—new life. 

Yoichi hums a little tune as he prepares dinner for the two of them. The scent of curry carries itself down the hallway, of course, and soon Yoichi has a very curious dog sniffing his way to his side. 

When he looks over, he grins, watching the hybrid rub the sleep from his eyes with perky little ombre ears and his matching tail curling around his thigh prettily. 

Of course, Yoichi had already known that Alexis was a beautiful hybrid when he had asked to take him in, but his little sad puppy photos do absolutely no justice to the real thing. 

Sweet, magenta-colored puppydog eyes, long lashes, full lips, an adorable button nose and a very fluffy head of hair. Not to mention those full, squishable cheeks. 

Of course, those were not the reasons that he had offered himself to care for Alexis, his intentions are entirely pure. He simply enjoys helping others, but… it’s not like it’s not an added bonus to have a beautiful person to look at in your home as well.

“Sleep well?” he asks gently, tearing his gaze away as Alexis looks up at him. 

“M… bed’s comfy,” he yawns, seemingly letting his guard down for now. 

Yoichi is positive it won’t last long, but he’s glad it’s there at all, that Alexis has an ounce of trust for him even.

 “I’m glad,” he responds, opening the lid of the curry only for Alexis to look up and peer over the pot as he stirs it, sniffing at the air. 

“It smells good… is that curry?” Alexis asks, blinking up at Yoichi, head tilted slightly. 

“It is,” Yoichi smiles, “Want a taste?” He pulls the ladle up, before grabbing a spoon and letting it sink beneath the surface, pulling the thick broth and some of the vegetables as well. 

Alexis stares, his tail starting to wag. “Please,” he groans, stomach growling. 

Yoichi smiles, “It’s hot, so blow on it first.” he warns gently, guiding the spoon to Alexis’s lips. 

Alexis flushes, blowing softly on the curry twice before taking a bite and melting. His eyes fall shut, his ears flicking for a moment before relaxing and his tail slowly brushing against the backs of his legs with a light wag.

Yoichi watches, his heart warming. “You like it?”

“Mmh,” Alexis nods, looking up at Yoichi with almost starry eyes. “Another?”

Yoichi laughs, “It’s almost done. I promise I’ll give you more once it’s plated. You can have as much as you want then.” 

Alexis pouts, but doesn’t fight it—surprisingly— finding himself relaxed far too soon for his own liking. 

“I have a question…”

“Yeah?” Yoichi asks, looking back to him.

“Why… are you spoiling me so much?” he whispers, “I don’t understand. You don’t know me at all, you know I’m known for being aggressive—I know they had to tell you my history, so why?”

“Well,” Yoichi starts turning to face him completely, leaving his body language open, arms at his sides, non-threatening. “I know that a bad dog is never really a bad dog. No one is born angry or bad or aggressive; it’s a byproduct of being mistreated.” He says, “I’m sure it’s the same for hybrids. Someone else mistreated you, that’s why you act that way, you’re protecting yourself. If you remove that negativity from the relationship with your owner, there’s no need for that.” 

Alexis blinks, “What if it doesn’t work?” he asks, “What if this is just who I am—or what if you get annoyed because I get too clingy or—”

Yoichi smiles, “I’ll find a way to work with you so that we can both be comfortable, that’s why I want to go through your boundaries. Also, clinginess isn’t an issue for me. I love being clung to,” he shrugs.

Alexis frowns, “What if my original owner comes back?” he whispers.

Yoichi hums, “I’d be kind of bummed, especially since we’d probably be closer by then,” he sighs, shoulders sagging, “but I ultimately want what’s best for you, and if that’s them then I guess I’d have to let you go.” he looks away, eyes a little longing.

“You’s just… let me go? You wouldn’t be angry?” Alexis asks, “You’re not mad that I’m bringing him up?”

Yoichi shakes his head, “I’m not someone who easily gets angry. Plus, I may be your owner by legality, but I’m not interested in that sort of dynamic. I guess I’d think of you more as a roommate—or friend.”

Alexis’s eyes widen, “What? Do you not have friends of your own?” he asks, a little snippy. Instantly though, he corrects himself, toning it down. “I mean, you don’t want to own me? I’m not property?” he looks perplexed, brows drawn together, eyes squinted. “You want nothing from me? Not for me to do chores, cook, nothing?” 

“You might think it’s ridiculous, but no. I don’t want anything from you. I heard that you were a difficult hybrid from the hybrid adoption agency and thought I’d help you out since it was likely you weren’t going to find another home. You’re a beautiful hybrid and—”

Alexis growls, “My body only belongs to my Micha so don’t get any ideas!” he barks, moving away. 

Yoichi blinks, lips parted before he sighs and smiles again, “I didn’t want you to go to an owner that would just take advantage of that, either.” he finishes, and once more Alexis’s ears sag. 

“I don’t get it— what’s wrong with you?!” Alexis groans, hands tightening into fists, “You want nothing?! Nothing at all— bullshit! Bullshit !” he growls, stepping closer and grabbing Yoichi by his shirt, “I call bullshit! No one wants just- just nothing! Everyone has an agenda!”

Yoichi stays calm, looking into Alexis’s eyes and listening through his outburst, “All I want is to make sure you’re taken care of,” he says carefully, “If something changes along the way, I’ll tell you. But that’s all I want. I don’t need you to clean, I enjoy doing that on my own. I don’t need you to cook, I’m perfectly capable of doing so. I don’t need you to do anything but let yourself be taken care of.”

Alexis pants quietly from his outburst, eyes wide, tongue pressing against his canines.

“If you decide you want to do any of that at some point, that’s fine with me. But there’s nothing that’s being expected of you. I just want you to feel safe, to have a safe space. You’re free to go outside, to make friends, to do whatever you want, ‘kay? I’m not trying to own you, I just want you to… be yourself.” Yoichi gently takes Alexis’s hands in his own, “I mean it, you’re safe with me.”

The hybrid’s eyes water, “You’re serious— I can’t believe you’re serious .”

“Now, let's eat.” Yoichi says, giving his hands a gentle squeeze before pulling them from his chest and turning to make both of their plates. “I know you’re hungry, this will help. Then we can go over your wants and needs, okay?”

“My wants,” Ness repeats, reaching up and wiping his little tears away, still confused, but slowly starting to piece together bits of understanding. 

It’d been four weeks since Alexis and Yoichi started living together. There were certainly days when Alexis was still on defense, barking and growling, but for the most part… he seemed to be getting along with Yoichi fairly well. 

At least until the day before his heat started. He’s miserable. This is the second heat he’s had since he’d left Michael’s side—well, since he was thrown to the curb. 

It started when Yoichi had come to tell him that lunch was ready, he’d opened his door and yelled for Yoichi to leave him alone—not even remembering the full extent of his words now, something about him being “so annoying” and “constantly in his space”. Yeah, he regretted it now. Yoichi is leaving him alone, that damn respectful asshole, and now all he wants is the other to be right there next to him, touching him, talking him through it. 

Of course Yoichi listened, he’d made it clear from the start that he wasn’t interested in Alexis’s body, that he wasn’t interested in him at all. 

Insecurity tries to seep its way into Alexis’s bones at the reminder, but his lust overrides it entirely.

Alexis groans as he rolls over onto his stomach, trying to stifle his whines as he ruts against a pillow needily, his pussy aching and dripping with need as he cries out for an alpha he knows isn’t coming. 

“Please–” Alexis sobs, holding the pillow in place as his hips move quickly over it, pussy juices soaking it. “Please please please !”

Tears soak the bedding even more, it hurts so bad and all he wants is for something—someone to fill him, to hold him and praise him and fuck him so good that he can’t think.

He hasn’t had that since Michael left him—or even before that, really… since Sae had become Michael’s new pet. He hadn’t touched him almost at all after that. 

Alexis whines, flipping again and sniffling as he strips his panties off, throwing them across the room and slipping his fingers into himself, kicking his legs and whining as he tries his hardest to please himself and fails.

Too slick, not enough friction, his fingers don’t reach deep enough. 

He needs help– needs something.

“Ugh!” he cries out, giving up once more on trying to please himself, instead clawing at the bedsheets below him. 

It sucked, it was still horrible—but it was much better than when he was stuck in a small kennel begging for help, any sort of help and his owner before the one before this had straight up ignored him and pretended he didn’t exist. Fifteen days of sobbing and writhing in a small kennel with next to nothing. 

Alexis starts sobbing again, frustrated and loud and needy, then there’s a heavenly sound filling his ears, a soft knock at the door. 

“Yoichi!” he cries, “Please—!”

The door swung open, Yoichi’s eyes widened in fear. “Are you hurt?” he asks, rushing towards him, uncaring that he was fully nude. His eyes didn’t flicker from Ness’s own once. 

“Heat—I’m in heat,” Alexis sniffles. “Nothing is working—help, please please!”

Yoichi’s lips part, his brows furrowing. “I can’t, not when you’re not in the right state of mind.” 

“Please!” Alexis cries, grabbing at his shirt as he tries to back away, “I am begging you!” he sniffles, “It’s embarrassing and I hate that-that I need help, but I do! So please help me!”

Yoichi’s eyes search over his face. “Are you going to be mad at me when it’s over?”

“No!” Alexis whines, “I’m gonna be beyond mad if you don’t put something in me, though!” he groans,  “I need it— I need you .”

Alexis watches as Yoichi sucks in a deep breath. “Promise me,” Yoichi says as he climbs onto the bed, slowly lifting his shirt over his head, “Promise me that you want this?”

“I promise ,” Alexis huffs, pulling Yoichi down on top of him as soon as his shirt’s off. He immediately grabs it from his hands and tosses it. “Now take those off too—”

“Hold on,” Yoichi frowns, “I’m gonna make sure you’re properly ready first.”

Alexis growls, but Yoichi leans down and gently kisses his cheek. “I promise you I’ll make it feel good, okay?” his voice is so soft, and Alexis finds himself melting without even thinking about it. 

“Fine… but please hurry.”

Yoichi leans down, smiling and nodding, “No problem, I’m sure I can get you exactly where you need to be fast enough.” 

Something about Yoichi’s words almost make the alarms blair, in his head, but he finds himself settling nonetheless. He trusts Yoichi, he trusts that he won’t hurt him. He’s shown him these past few weeks that he at least deserves that much. 

Yoichi gently kisses down his naval, eyes closed as he savors every single inch of soft skin. 

His kisses are sweet and light at first, slowly becoming something more hot, open-mouthed, leaving him burning for more. 

His fingers reach his core first, gently pushing his thighs apart, gazing upon his twitching, swollen pussy before running both his middle and ring fingers through his folds. “Gorgeous, look at you, baby.” he exhales, leaving a soft kiss over his clit before sucking it into his mouth.

Immediately, Alexis’s back bows, arching up high as he lets out a pretty gasp. “Yoichi–” he cries out, hands flying to his hair, “Wh- what– oh ,” he moans, thighs clamping around his head as a skilled tongue parts his folds, licking him from his hole to his clit before encapsulating all of it into his hot mouth and sucking. “ Fuck!” Alexis whimpers, already shaking. 

Yoichi sucks harder before popping off wetly and letting out a gruff sound of pleasure, diving back in and lapping at his pussy again, pushing two of his fingers in. The sensation has Alexis crying out, his legs turning to jelly and falling back onto the mattress. 

This is exactly what he needed—fuck, why did he ever doubt him?

Yoichi hums against him, looking up through thick black eyelashes and Alexis cums on the spot with one final suckle and a good crook of his fingers into his g-spot. 

“Ohmygod- I- I…” he stutters, shaking and grabbing at whatever he could reach to stabilize him through his orgasm, rhythmically clenching around Yoichi’s fingers. 

“I told you I could be fast,” Yoichi grins, slowly thrusting his fingers in and out, “Do you want more?”

Alexis shutters, still trying to get through his first orgasm. “Yes,” he whispers, “Please—keep going..” he whispers breathily, chest rising and falling in time with Yoichi’s slow thrusts and head falling back against the pillows once more, “Your fingers feel so good… I—how do you do that?”

Yoichi snorts quietly, “I have experience,” he says simply, but that doesn’t seem to be the right answer in the moment because Alexis growls again, eyes narrowing. “I’m not seeing anyone,” he assures, “Right now—this is all for you, Alexis.” 

Somehow, that does calm him down. He stops bearing his fangs and relaxes as Yoichi leans over him, still working his fingers into his hole. “Is it helping?” he asks, “To ease your heat?”

“I’m still going to need more, but yeah.” Alexis admits, “I feel a little less foggy thanks to the first orgasm.”

“And you still want this?” Yoichi asks.

Alexis nods, “I need it.” He corrects his so-called owner, “You promised to take care of me.” he huffs, “And if I don’t get fucked this heat, I could have my whole cycle get messed up and it’ll keep getting more painful.”

“I definitely can’t let that happen,” Yoichi hums, leaning down and peppering little kisses along his face.

Alexis whines, weakly pushing at him. “Hm. I thought… you didn’t want me or something.”

“Huh?” Yoichi perks up, “I mean, I wasn’t planning on acting on anything, but it’s not like I’m completely unaware that you’re attractive.” Yoichi blinks slowly, “I wanted to help you first and foremost. If you showed interest to me, I’d have had a chat about it but this is—Well, unplanned for.” he admits, “I’m sorry I forgot about the fact you would have heats, I would have just hired someone for you if I’d known it was a big issue.”

Alexis pushes at him again, “I wouldn’t take just anyone regardless, you know.”

“No?” Yoichi grins.

“Don’t be so happy!” Alexis barks, cheeks turning red, “You’re just… trustworthy.”

“Mmm I like being trustworthy.”

Alexis stays silent for a moment before sighing, “Are you going to fuck me or not? It’s starting to hurt again.”

Yoichi hums, “Can I kiss you first?” he asks, leaning so close their noses are touching. 

“Why?” 

Yoichi’s fingers slip from Alexis’s hole, gently sliding along his thigh, “Because I think you look really pretty when you boss me around,” he sighs in content.

“Weirdo,” Alexis blushes, “Fine. Go ahead.”

Yoichi dives right in, kissing him hotly and passionately, unexpected but not unwelcome. Alexis whines into it, the slight opening of his lips only giving Yoichi better access to kissing him, his tongue slips in, sliding against the hybrid’s. 

Alexis moans, hands moving down and pulling at Yoichi’s pants as he presses his own tongue back against the other’s, letting it roll along the side of it.

 Yoichi makes a soft sound in response, “mmmh.” 

Alexis pulls him in deeper, absolutely drunk off the feel of their tongues dancing together, off the taste of syrupy breakfast still lingering on Yoichi’s lips. 

Yoichi groans, trailing his kisses along the corner of his mouth, hot and wet. 

“Ah- ‘sagi…” Alexis slurs, head rolling back to leave him more space, his little ears twitching atop his head. 

Yoichi mouths at his jaw, panting softly against his skin before grazing his canines down his neck. 

Alexis squirms, “Y-Yo.. Ichi..” he whines, aching for the rock hard—unfortunately still clothed erection pressing into his thigh. 

Yoichi bites down and Alexis lets out a whiny half-cry half-moan. “Yoichi!” Bingo, second orgasm achieved just by biting . “Fuck!” he shakes, stomach and thighs twitching. “G-God!”

Yoichi hums, gently running his tongue over the spot. “Senses are so important,” he hums playfully, finally sitting up and starting to remove his pajama pants, tossing them aside, “Want to see if we can go another just with you grinding against me?”

Alexis whines, covering his face shyly. “No!” he barks, “Ugh this is so embarrassing ! You’re barely even doing anything and I- I just keep!!” he can’t say the words out loud.

“Mh, I told you, I’m—” 

Alexis growls before he can finish that sentence again. If stupid fucking Isagi Yoichi doesn’t shut up about being experienced , he may just implode. 

Yoichi smiles, “Are you jealous?” he practically purrs, way too proud of himself.

God, maybe he changes his mind, after all. Yoichi is annoying and officially no longer allowed anywhere near his pussy (a lie). He contemplates actually kicking him, but decides against it. Getting dicked down is definitely more important than being petty. Yoichi is lucky that he wants his dick so badly.

“Yoichi. You have less than thirty seconds to get that dick inside of me, or else I will go outside on full display and beg somebody else.” Alexis says, his tail thumping against the bed.

“Fine, fine. I’ll stop playing around.” Yoichi peels his boxers off, kicking them to the side and god—Alexis aches at the sight of it.

 It’s not so impressive in length compared to his Micha’s, but it is thick and looks like it will fill him just right . 

Alexis watches as Yoichi reaches between his legs again. His fingers rub through his folds, gathering his slick with an absolutely noisy squelch—then he uses that wetness to coat his own cock with a sigh, head tilting to the side as he strokes himself slowly. 

“Y-Yoichi…” a whole new flood of wetness leaks from him at the sight, needy again, needing nothing more than to be pounded to the point of stupidity. 

“Yeah? What is it, baby?”

“Please put it in—I need it inside me, need it, please ” he begs quietly

Yoichi hums, climbing back over him properly, guiding his cock between those pretty pink folds and rubbing it between him. “You think you deserve it?” Yoichi whispers oh so sweetly, “Tell me you do,” he whispers, kissing his cheek again, then his jaw, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips.

Alexis squirms, whining with each sweet little kiss. “I-I’ve been good,” he says—a lie, but good was subjective or whatever, “Please, fuck me with your cock Yoichi, I need it.”

“Good, good boy.” Yoichi whispers, gently cupping his cheek as he starts pushing his cock inside of him.

Alexis’s fingernails dig into his biceps as he holds tightly onto them, his ears flicking and tail coming up to brush against Yoichi’s thigh. He lets out a breathy moan, head tilting back as Yoichi focuses his own mouth on his skin, sighing against it in pleasure. 

“You feel so good, baby… fuck.” Yoichi groans, pushing in inch after aching inch.

Alexis can’t speak until Yoichi is fully sheathed into him, too focused on the feeling of finally being full. It’d been slightly more than a year since he’d last been fucked, and slightly less than a year since he last belonged to someone in this way. “So good… so full,” he whispers, smoothing his hands along Yoichi’s skin almost apologetically, thumbs brushing over the markings he’d made.

Yoichi soothingly rubs his hips, leaving a hot, open mouthed kiss against his clavicle. “Is this everything you wanted?” he hums, gently nipping at his skin.

Were it not for him being aware of his own ears and tail, Alexis would almost swear that Yoichi was the damn dog here with all his biting. 

“No,” Alexis responds, “I’ve got you in me now, but…” he grabs Yoichi’s hair, dragging him up so he could lick a teasing stripe along his cheek, “you aren’t properly fucking me yet.”

Yoichi laughs quietly, tilting his head down and gently nipping at Alexis’s bottom lip, slowly dragging his cock out.

Alexis whines, hands resting on the nape of his neck as his hips try to chase him.

“Patience,” Yoichi whispers, sucking on his bottom lip gently before slowly pushing his cock back into the other, hands sliding down to his thighs, pushing them apart and gripping them gently. 

Alexis lets out a loud moan and Yoichi quickly swallows it down with a deep, wet kiss. 

Their lips slide together slow and messy as Yoichi rolls his hips into Alexis, each and every slow drag of his cock nearly turning the hybrid into mush in his arms. 

“ Yoichi… ” his name rolls off of Alexis’s tongue so prettily as he pulls away from their kiss, “More— more, please. I need it—” he begs quietly.

“You asked so nicely,” Yoichi purrs, fingers running along his thighs, squishing the supple meat of them before he pulls Alexis back onto his cock in time with his thrust. “Are you sure you can take it, though?”

“Yes—yes!” Alexis whines, “I can, I can take it!”

Yoichi hums, “I don’t know baby,” he leans up and nips at the puppy’s ear before dragging his tongue along the edge of it. “Look how you’re already all twitching just from me going slow… I can’t imagine how all of you reacts when I really fuck you.”

“Please— please Yoichi, please— Yoichi !” 

Yoichi pulls out before slamming back in this time and Alexis chokes out a high-pitched squeal. 

“Yes!” Alexis cries as Yoichi does it again, cock dragging along his walls with a lewd squelch.

Finally, finally , he’s being fucked properly. Yoichi’s holding his thighs so far apart that they’re burning with the stretch, and Alexis fucking loves it. He loves being treated roughly, being used. 

“ Ah!~” He moans loudly as Yoichi’s thumb lands on his clit next, rubbing in tight, fast little circles, watching as Alexis squirms beneath him, eyes almost predatory. 

“G-God! Yoichi! Y-Yoichi!” Alexis sobs, body lurching with each and every harsh thrust into his messy pussy, pelvises snapping together with a wet smack. 

“Do you feel better now?” Yoichi whispers, “my good boy~ does it feel good being fucked like this?”

Alexis preens at the praise in his words, nodding quickly, large garnet-like eyes shimmering with pleased tears. “Yes! Yes! ” he cries out, “Love it– Love it, love you!” he cries. 

Yoichi’s thrusts falter, groaning quietly and blushing as he pushes forward, “Oh really?” he asks, smacking his pussy as he pounds into it like a feral beast. 

“I do!” Alexis sobs, legs coming up to wrap around him, “I’m c-close! I’m close!”

“Alexis,” Yoichi groans into his neck as he begins clenching around him. “Hold on for me, hm?” he whispers, “Can you be good and hold it?”

“N-Nooo!” Alexis whimpers, “No I-I can’t.. I can’t!” he cries, still trying despite his words. 

Yoichi hums, looking down into his eyes, “Be good for me, you’re my good boy. I know you can do it.”

“I-I can’t!” Alexis cries again, nails dragging down Yoichi’s neck, “Can’t!”

Yoichi groans, throwing his leg over his shoulder and fucking him deeper, his free hand pressing down against his stomach as his hips snap in and out of him. He could feel his cock trapped beneath the surface of the other’s skin, pressing so so deep inside.”Look, I’m all the way up here,” he mumbles, “So fucking deep. Gonna fill you here too—you want me to cum inside Alexis?”

“I-In!” Alexis sobs, “I–nngh! Ins-ha-ide!” his hands shift from Yoichi’s nap back to his arms—then to his chest, trying to ground himself in his warmth, pulling himself from his orgasm–trying to be good.

“Fuck, gonna fill you up—you’ll look so pretty all nice and round, won’t you? Pregnant with my babies, huh Lexis?” Yoichi groans, pressing kisses to Alexis’s shimmering, sticky skin and pressing down harder on his stomach. “You’ll take all of it, yeah? All my cum?”

“Yes! O-ohhh! Y-yes!” Alexis’s voice reaches a crescendo, “Can’t hold it anymore Y-Yoichi! I can’t!”

“Go on and cum, baby. Make a mess of my cock,” Yoichi growls deep into his skin, smacking his hips harshly against Alexis’s.

“I- hah!! ” Alexis’s voice breaks off into a series of whiny high-pitches cries as he cums around Yoichi’s cock, locking it deep inside of him with every harsh clench of his pussy.

“Fuck,” Yoichi groans, hands digging into his skin, one squeezing his thigh in a bruising grip while the other keeps him pressed down, hips stuttering to a halt as he moans in a low tone and tenses, cumming deep inside of Alexis’s creamy cunt, watching as Alexis’s whole body twitches with the aftershocks. 

“Good boy,” Yoichi pants against his skin, gently rubbing over his skin once he begins to come to.

He moves to pull out, worried of overstimulating the other, but Alexis growls and immediately switches their positions, not letting Yoichi slip out as he flips him onto his back, straddling his hips.

“We aren’t done.” Alexis whispers, “My heat lasts at least fourteen days usually. Your cock is mine until it ends, Isagi Yoichi.”

Yoichi laughs breathily, “Oh really?” he asks, reaching up and scratching behind his ear, “Then go on, take what you need.”

The two week period of Alexis’s heat passes, and when all is said and done, he and Yoichi are both exhausted, cuddled up together in his bed. Takeout boxes litter his trash can and desk, along with empty water and electrolyte drink bottles. 

Alexis makes a soft sound as he turns in Yoichi’s hold, quietly admiring him. They’d gone one final round this morning before the heat wore off. Yoichi looked beautiful. Spent, but beautiful nonetheless. Dark hair stuck to his forehead, eyes shut and lips parted just slightly in his sleep. 

“I guess maybe having a new owner isn’t so bad,” he whispers, cuddling closer and looking up from Yoichi’s chest. “Thank you, Yoichi…” he mutters quietly before falling into a soft slumber, himself—finally letting his exhaustion take over.

Whether or not Michael ever came to find him and take him home, Alexis knew one thing now. Isagi Yoichi was worth staying for. A good owner, a good man, and an even better partner , even when he was annoying.