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College life hasn't been easy on Hayato lately, ever since a new professor took over his lectures. Working as said professor's assistant just makes it infinitely worse.
Every free moment he had was used to catch up on projects and assignments from other professors, spending time with his colleagues or relaxing with his cat on the couch with a teapot set on the table. Now, Hayato doesn't even have time to spare for mindless nothings, the old professor forces all the workload on to him.
The job pays well, but not enough given his workload. The previous professor was leagues ahead of the current one, always passing presentations that needed a quick overview, never taking more than an hour.
He can't quit either, he needs the money. Severing ties with his family left him financially unstable, but he's never felt as free as he did. So, Hayato doesn't complain, and dutifully completes the work handed to him by his shitty professor.
"Human." A voice calls out.
The electric heater hums ever so softly, providing the room with warmth and emitting white noise. Artificial light shines from the monitor screen, fully illuminating the closed off room.
"Human." The voice repeats, now angrier than before.
Still no reply.
Harsh footsteps hastily bounce off the walls with a thud until it comes to an abrupt stop. The clicking of keyboards are prominent in the study room, associated with soft clicks from the mouse. There is the occasional squeak of a cushioned chair, its wheels rolling with every slight movement from its owner.
"Hayato." He calls out, voice whiny and needy as he places himself on the formers lap, squirming slightly on his seat.
A soft white tail whips the air behind him before it settles and wraps around Hayato's left leg. Furred cat ears in black and white twitch minutely before they turn down flat to his head.
Hayato breaks out of his trance and stares at the pretty cat boy in his lap. His fingers don't stop tapping away on his keyboard, but his eye roams over his flushed naked body pressed up against his fully clothed one.
"...Haruka." He finally responds, and he feels drool slipping from the corner of his mouth. The cat boy simply whines when his boyfriends calls his name, impatiently grinding down on to his lap now.
His cheeks are flushed red, and his hands come up to wrap around his neck and pull him down. Hayato's fingers pause and moves away from his keyboard, and wraps around his cat boy's slim waist.
"Nn.. Hayato.." He drawls, pulling at the syllables, "Feel so empty.. Need you in..." he pleads, riding on his clothed leg, the friction providing him immense relief but not enough.
Hayato thinks he's about to get a nosebleed from the sight, "I played with you all morning, Haruka." His hands cupp his boyfriend's face, pecking him with kisses. "And I even shoved a vibrator and plug in you after. Are the settings too low?"
The cat boy shakes his head in denial, his body following his motions. "No! It's just.." he softly says.
"Just?"
"J-just too..." He stammers, moving his head out from his hands.
"Speak properly, Haruka. I won't know what's wrong otherwise."
Hs squirms even more in his lap, the movement slightly intensifying the vibrations in him, pulling a moan out of him.
"T-too cold! Need your warmth in me, now!" He exclaims, fluffed ears raised in anger and embarassment.
His hands start pawing at Hayato's pants, struggling to release the button and zipper. A small whine comes out of him when he fails to release his boyfriend's dick from their confines, eyes glazed with unshed tears.
Hayato shuts him up by devouring his mouth, smashing his lips on to his boyfriend. Teeth knocked against each other, but he doesn't care. His tongue penetrates Haruka's pliants lips, intertwining with his tongue too.
The cat boy moans when his boyfriend's nips at his lips, but his mouth swallows the sound. Hayato's lone eye watches every minute expression on his face, watches how his cheeks turn even redder from their prolonged kiss.
Tears start to well up in Haruka's closed eyes, dropping from his cheeks and into the narrow space between their bodies. His hands clutch at Hayato's shirt in protest, wrinkling the soft material.
When he feels light headed from the decline in oxygen does Hayato release their lips, licking his saliva off his lips. Haruka can't think straight, all the blood rushing to his head turns everything around him into jelly.
Hayato admires his boyfriend's figure, and softly pats his head and scratches behind his ear. A low purr unknowingly erupts from Haruka as he leans into the touch, his tail lowly swings in the space below.
"Sure." He agrees, and Haruka almost doesn't catch it. The confirmation breaks his purr, and he doesn't realise the toys in him were pulled out of him.
The space in him becomes even larger, and he starts whimpering and whining from the lack of anything in him. His cries turn louder until he hears the sound of a zipper moving, and strong hands grip his hips to drop him down on his boyfriend's cock.
The sudden drop has him screaming his boyfriend's name, his body turning into jelly against his. The tip presses against his prostate, the pressure moaning every time he shifts. His insides feel so full and warm from the cock pulsing within him, and a purr starts to rumble in him again.
The feeling of fullness leaves him content and happy for a moment, before he starts to ride his boyfriend. When Haruka tries to move, a pair of hands lock him down in his place, immobilising his movements.
"Whu—" He gasps, and attempts to move again but is unsuccessful due to the hands around his waist. His tail moves to Hayato's thigh to please him, unsure of his mistake.
"Hayato, lemme—"
"Ah, sorry." He apologizes, the ingenuine smile he gives to others now plastered on his face. "I didn't say you could move, did I?"
The cat boy keeps silent, aware of the shift in the atmosphere. He really wants to move, wants to have his insides fucked and molded to Hayato's dick, wants to have sex until nightfall like crazed rabbits, wants to carry his litter, wants to—
"I'll warm your insides, but you'll have to keep still until I finish this assignment. Understood?" He commands, hands gripping tighter around his waist. "Move, and naughty kittens get no sex for the next two days."
A hand cups his boyfriend's cheek and continues, "Haruka isn't a naughty cat, right? You're my good kitten, aren't you?" His thumb rubs circles on his cheeks, soothing his sex crazed cat.
His words immediately make Haruka still on his cock, the tip pressing into his prostate as he lets out a soft moan. He doesn't move otherwise. "Yeah.. yeah.. your good kitten.. please don't leave me.." he mumbles, head buried in the crook of Hayato's neck, soft ears tickling his jaw.
His free hand comes up to caress his head, while the other lightly teases his sensitive tail, stroking its full length. "Good boy. I'll play with Haruka lots if you don't move while I finish this assignment, okay?"
Haruka emits a sound of acknowledgement, his body light with the promise of more if he behaved well on his boyfriend's cock. Staying still with a full hole can't be so hard, right? A lazy purr starts up again in his chest, diffusing into Hayato's body.
The human smiles at his pliant cat boy, and his hands lay back on his keyboard to hastily finish the work from his professor. A white tails curls around his arm as he works, the soft fur on his ears tickling his neck with tiny movements.