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“Timmy thinks you look radiant, master,” Timmy says as you put on the finishing touch on your outfit. “Timmy wishes he were the one taking you out on a date instead.”
“Thank you, darling,” you smile at him, turning away from the bedroom mirror to give him your full attention. You let him pull you in for a kiss. It’s a playful kiss, just as it tends to be with him. “I know you like to go on dates with me too, but it’s Timothy’s turn tonight.”
Ever since you began dating this wonderful catboy, your life has been a whirlwind of feelings and adventure. It was difficult at first since Timothy and Timmy were at odds with one another, but once you were able to get them to accept the other and made them see that you loved them both equally, things have been amazing. Timothy’s love for a schedule has made it easier for the three of you to exist together since he has been able to coordinate when he vs Timmy is out with you during the day. On days when one has a date with you, they make sure that that respective one of them is able to be present for it. Other days, they made sure each had an equal amount of daytime with you.
You find it very sweet that they both put so much effort into being with you. It would be very easy for them to fight each other on it due to jealousy, but despite their vastly different personalities and wanting to be around you constantly, they make it work to make you happy. You love that they are also no longer stressed about when their switches happen since they aren’t hiding one side of them anymore.
“Timmy thinks master should let him take your clothes back off,” Timmy says as he pulls you into his body. He presses his hips into yours, and you can feel that he’s already hard from watching you change.
“It’s almost six, Timmy,” you say. “We wouldn’t have time to finish properly, and I definitely wouldn’t have time to clean up again for this date.”
“Timothy won’t mind, nya,” Timmy says.
“Uh, yes he will? We both know he will. This date starts exactly at six, and he will very much mind if I’m late. He’s already going to be annoyed at us for wrinkling the clothes we just put on.”
“Hmmmm, but will he really? He’s so… relaxed and lenient with you. He’d change his schedule in a heartbeat just to please you.”
You feel your face warm. What he says is true. Timothy loves a schedule, but he loves you much more. He’s proven that in the past already with spontaneous dates, extra naps, and even cancelled meetings to be with you. He certainly does live in the moment more with you, and he’s so much less panicked and uptight as he used to be! He. Is. Thriving.
“Still,” you say, but it is getting harder for you to protest with how Timmy is grinding his hips into yours, “being on time still pleases him. Just because he changes his schedule for me doesn’t mean I should take advantage of it. I care about his interests too.”
“But master,” Timmy says, “Timothy is already going to wake up like this. Timmy is already wanting you, and that won’t go away by six. He’ll want to change his plans immediately. Shouldn’t we go ahead and get things started for him.”
You pull back to look him in the eyes. All you find is a mischievous glint in them, calling for trouble.
“You planned this,” you say.
“Timothy would be so proud of Timmy for that, nya,” Timmy says.
“That’s one way to show him you can think ahead, I guess.”
“Master should reward Timmy for showing interest in Timothy’s hobbies.”
Timmy leans forward to press another kiss to your lips. This one is messier as he laps at your mouth desperately. The dresser behind you is digging into your back now as Timmy continues to press into you, trying to get the friction he craves.
“Timmy, our clothes,” you manage to get out when you pull away to breathe.
“No time,” Timmy says.
“But-”
“Master, please~ ”
Your power and will are lost. You push him away from you, but his whines of despair don’t last for long as you drag him into the bed. Soon, you are hovering over him as you pull both of your pants and underwear down low enough to access one another. You begin to stroke him, causing him to groan as he hands you a bottle of lube.
“We’ve only got four minutes until six if you want to-” you begin, but Timmy cuts you off before you can say more.
“No… Timmy has… imagined this before.”
“This?”
Timmy gasps as you drizzle lube on him, loving it as you spread it all over his dick.
“Fantasized,” Timmy says, watching you with half-lidded eyes. You line yourself up over him, preparing to sink down. “F-Fantasized about you starting with one…”
“And finishing with the other?” You ask. He nods, but it’s quickly replaced by him tilting his head back into the pillows in pleasure as you guide him into you. He groans as you take more and more of him, his hands quickly reaching out to grip at your hips in an attempt to help.
“Master always gets just one of us,” Timmy manages to say as he bottoms out. “Maybe you can get a bit more of both this way?”
“You’re so sweet, you pretty kitty,” you say.
Time is ticking, and you want Timmy to feel as good as possible until his time is up, so you begin to move. Without warning, you begin to bounce on top of him, letting his dick slam into you repeatedly. Sex with Timmy is always unpredictable. Some days, he prefers that you two go slowly, especially when he’s feeling lethargic and just wants to feel good with you before a nap. Other days, he’s restless and chaotic. During those times, he’s more likely to take over and lead your activities. However, more often than not, you’re in a similar position as you are now: dominating your partner and watching as he falls apart under you.
“Nya~” Timmy mewls as he arches his back, seeking more contact with you. You lean down to kiss him for a moment, but you don’t stay long. It’s rapidly approaching six, and you want to watch as the transition happens.
Timmy whines for another kiss at first, but he’s quickly settling back into the bed as his mind grows foggy. His eyes cloud over, and glancing at the time shows that it is now six o’clock. Perfect timing, as always. You continue to move on top of him as you watch confused pleasure cross his face and lustful eyes meet yours once again.
It’s no longer Timmy staring up at you, squeezing your hips with his fingers spread across your skin. No, it’s Timothy holding onto you just as tightly, pleasured gasps escaping him as he struggles to gulp in air from the shock.
When you first began dating your clock, you helped them work on their switches so that it wouldn’t make them as exhausted as it once did. Nothing worked at first, but eventually you discovered that it got easier and easier for them once they started understanding each other and cooperating together. Now, the switches were almost seamless, save for the bits of confusion at times. You find that extra helpful at this moment. It would have been a shame if he was exhausted already.
“My love?” Timothy gasps out as you slam down on him again and squeeze your walls around him. “I- ah - I don’t - ah haaaa - I don’t und - nngh - ”
“Timothy,” you moan, “you feel so good. Please, I need - I need more.”
You grunt as you are suddenly tipped to your side. Timothy is quick to climb onto you and shove himself back into you before you can miss him too much. One hand slams down on the mattress by the side of your head to brace himself while the other takes you by the hip again, angling you just right as he pounds his way into you over and over again.
What can you say? Timmy is so good under you, but Timothy takes control very easily.
“I had the - nya - p- perfect schedule planned out for us,” Timothy growls. He’s rough with you. You feel yourself quiver with every thrust he makes into you, each sloppy and without a proper rhythm. It is so unlike how he usually is. You find that sexy as hell.
“More perfect than this?” you ask.
Timothy growls, his entire body on fire from the heat of you. “ Hah haaaa nnnnghnothing is as perfect as this!”
Your hands find their way into Timothy’s hair. You pull him further down onto you, moaning as his mouth immediately falls to suck at your throat. His sharper, feline fangs nip at your skin in just the way you like it. He kisses all of the right spots, marks all of your exposed skin, and thrusts at the best angle to make you feel as good as possible.
His last statement is wrong. He’s as perfect as this.
You can feel the pressure building.
“Ti-Timothy!”
And you know that he can too.
“So good, my love… aaah!”
He pounds you into the mattress, taking every last breath from you as his lips finally come up to pant into your own together. Neither of you can concentrate on kissing anymore. The pleasure is too much everywhere else.
A few more thrusts.
“I’m close!”
Another growl. Another mewl.
“Me too!”
You feel Timothy press into you again and again and again and again and
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
Aaaaaaaaaaaaand
And the pressure bursts as he presses against those nerves within you once more. Pleasure rips throughout your body, shaking you to your core. You’re absolutely trembling in his arms, and your fingers slip through his hair to pull at his ears as you cum.
That’s always his undoing, and you know it.
“ Nya~ ” Timothy cries out as he buries himself into you one last time before he, too, bursts in pleasure. He clutches at you as you feel him empty inside of you. He’s unable to stop moaning as his cum pumps into you rapidly. You always love how vocal both he and Timmy are.
The two of you hold yourselves in that position for a moment, basking in the pleasure you never fail to wring from each other. His arms can’t hold him up much longer, though, and he collapses gently on top of you, his cock still buried deep despite softening.
“We were going to have such a nice date,” Timothy says from where he’s tucked his face into the side of your neck.
“We can catch up to where we’d be in your schedule,” you suggest.
Timothy smiles against your skin, but he shakes his head. “No, I… I think I’d much prefer to stay here with you. We can save my plans for our next date.”
“Sounds good to me.”
A minute passes where you hold each other happily. Something about this whole situation, though, has kept you hot and bothered. Timmy’s idea was just so good… just the thought of what happened mere moments before perks your body back up.
And you know exactly how to get Timothy back in the mood again.
“Say… what is your new plan for the rest of tonight? Give me as many details as possible.”
You feel his dick twitch inside of you. Soon, he is pouncing on you once again.