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“...So, this is your grand idea of a birthday present?” Sunghoon asked, incredulously, as he glanced back at his best friends standing at the doorway, gleeful grins on their faces.
Jake, donning a pair of rimless frames on his face, bounced on his heels as if he was going to explode. He was gripping a little pink sweater, too small for a baby, but perfect for a little kitten…which was exactly what was in Sunghoon’s lap at the moment.
“Dude, is it not the cutest thing ever?” Jake said, scrunching his fingers in the air.
Meanwhile, Jay was beside Jake, holding back a snort as he watched Sunghoon’s face twist into an expression of pleading. Sunghoon indeed was silently begging them to pinch him to wake him from the long nap he was having on his couch, or maybe they would retract the cat and say, ‘Surprise! We were just joking, it belongs to Jay’s mom.’
Instead, his two best friends, whom he had collected during his first year of college in their shared undergrad computer science class, only looked at him while a little orange kitten mewed and crawled all over his lap, trying to get comfortable but simultaneously climb up his chest. Sunghoon had heard from his younger sister that orange cats had a penchant for being little menaces, and it was checking out.
“You don’t gift someone something that they have to care for,” Sunghoon said, as the cat now made its way up his arm, clinging to the sleeve of his hoodie for dear life, meowing more incessantly now.
“You did mention that a pet would be nice,” Jay countered. “That was, like, a month ago.”
Sunghoon sighed, gently gripping the kitten by the scruff of its neck to peel it off of his sweater. The little creature was now stretching its tiny arms out towards Sunghoon, mewing even more than before.
“I said it could be nice, but that didn’t mean I was ready for it,” he sighed, staring at the kitten now that it calmed down for a moment. It had wide, chocolate brown eyes, and an endearingly little pink nose; he had to admit, it was probably the cutest cat he had ever seen.
Its orange tabby markings were not yet fully reddened, so it appeared more apricot. Its tiny paws were white, as if it were wearing socks, complete with pinky little toes. Long wispy whiskers framed its white mouth, and it looked like its expression was in a permanent pout with how wide and round its sparkling eyes were.
“See, look at him, he’s starting to love it already,” Jake cooed, as Sunghoon was examining the kitten. “What are you going to name it?”
Sunghoon huffed, exasperatedly. “Guys, I’m not taking it, I just got my new job and the last thing I need is to worry about this cat at home, tearing up my closet and my leather couch; that thing is my baby.”
“You need to not call your couch ‘your baby’, you freak. Call this kitten your baby instead,” Jay remarked, stepping into the connected kitchenette, the back of his head visible from where Sunghoon sat at the dining table. “Look at how cute she is! You can’t say no to that face.”
As Jake and Jay tried to convince him that this could be a fun new chapter of his life, now that he had secured the coveted job as a mid-level software developer at the second biggest tech company in Seoul. Essentially, there couldn’t be anything that could take him down, especially with the big paycheck and his bright and shiny high-rise apartment in the center of Gangnam, where most of the bigger tech giant headquarters were located…except, maybe this tiny menace of a cat that entered his life.
Sunghoon reluctantly accepted the kitten into his care, thanking his friends for their…generosity and thoughtfulness. They had brought some cat supplies as part of the gift, which included a plush bed that was shaped like a peach, a litter box along with the litter, and a few cat toys to keep the kitten occupied. It was their final blessing to him of the night that followed the cozy birthday celebration at home, complete with Sunghoon’s favorite pizza and beer, along with a viewing of the original Top Gun.
Now that it was just him and the cat, Sunghoon stood with his lips pursed, hands on his hips as he watched the kitten cautiously walk around his living room, curiously peering behind his TV console and around his curtains. “Now, please do not rip anything up or else I’m going to lose it,” Sunghoon pleaded, as if the kitten would understand him.
The next few days went as smoothly as owning a new pet could be – Sunghoon quickly learned that the cat was extremely playful and energetic, hopping around everywhere and rolling around as if it had been living in his apartment for forever. The cat also enjoyed snuggling right beside Sunghoon whenever it had the chance, such as when he was watching a show on the couch or if he was working at his desk when he had his work-from-home days. It was endearing, really – but there were also the horrors that came with a new kitten.
Sunghoon began to dread going into work because it meant that he might come home to an entire roll of toilet paper shredded by the kitten’s claws, pieces of limp paper scattered all over his living room and kitchen like confetti. A few times, the cat got into its treats, even if Sunghoon hid all the way on the top shelf of his cupboard; somehow, the little shit managed to climb up and drag the entire bag down. He opened the door and saw the crime scene: His cat lay flat on its back, with an empty plastic bag beside it in an incriminating position.
Those were just the least of his worries because the cat began scratching his beloved leather couch, its tiny claws leaving deep scratches in its wake and a mauled surface on the side of the furniture. Sunghoon nearly screamed when he saw the damage done and started to feel faint as he looked at the ruined leather, running his finger over the marred material.
“You…little shit,” he groaned as the cat just sat a few feet away, innocently swaying its orange tail in the air behind her.
Sunghoon managed not to strangle the cat, because he knew that was very illegal and very insane of him, but he managed to hold in his seething anger and take it out by doing an extra-long gym session instead.
So yes, if someone were to ask Sunghoon, "How’s being a pet owner so far?" He would probably start crying-laughing, and the person would have no choice but to awkwardly leave and become worried about Sunghoon’s mental state.
Sunghoon rode the elevator up to his office, yawning loudly since he was alone in the lift. He wondered if the bags under his eyes were too noticeable, since the little orange kitten had been keeping him up at night, pawing his chest or tapping his cheek because it wanted to play even if it was 3:30 in the fucking morning. Of course, it did not matter to the little animal that sleep was necessary, since it was living in his apartment, rent-free and jobless.
There was a soft ding alerting to the arrival to the twenty-third floor, the sleek metal doors sliding open to reveal the entrance to the office. The office's receptionist, named Moka, looked up and smiled.
“Good morning, Sunghoon-ssi! How was your morning?”
Sunghoon sighed, exhaling loudly. “It was something.”
He handed her his keycard to scan in, and she took it in between her neatly manicured nails. As she typed away on the computer, logging his entry, she glanced up at him above her frames.
“Long night? Jungwon-oppa told me about the gift that your friends got for your birthday. Oh yeah, happy belated birthday, by the way!” she chirped, smiling sweetly.
Moka was a nice girl, recently graduated from Ehwa Women’s University after coming here to study abroad from Japan. She always greeted him brightly, often offering him biscuits that she would bring as snacks.
“Oh, he mentioned that? Yeah, it was a generous gift...but I’m not sure if I was up for taking care of a pet any time soon,” Sunghoon replied, sighing again and running a hand through his hair. He instantly regretted doing that, though, since he spent a good minute styling his hair that morning to divert the attention away from his eye-bags.
“Can I see a photo of it?” Moka curiously asked, eyes glittering. Sunghoon recalled that she mentioned having cats of her own, which explains the enthusiasm.
As she handed his keycard back, Sunghoon pulled his phone out and opened his photo app. It was his most recent photo, since he didn’t take many pictures of anything – he snapped a quick shot of the cat on his couch a day after it became his roommate to send to his family group chat. His younger sister, Yeji, was elated to know she now had a niece.
Moka cooed instantly at the photo, even if it was a bit blurry due to his minimal photography skills. “Oh, how cute! I love her little paws; it’s as if she’s wearing white socks,” she sighed, smiling widely at the image, reaching over to zoom in and out. She tilted her head suddenly.
“Wait, you never told me what its name is,” she said.
“Oh…about that.”
Moka gasped loudly when Sunghoon began to explain that he had not named the kitten yet, worried he would get too attached if he ended up realizing he couldn’t handle taking care of it.
“What do you mean!! You still need to give it a nickname, or something, Sunghoon-ssi!” she exclaimed.
Sunghoon felt a buzz in his pocket, a reminder that he had a standup meeting to attend soon. “Ah, I’m sorry to cut this off, but I have something to get to in a bit. I’ll see you at the end of the day, Moka,” Sunghoon said apologetically.
She smiled, leaning back into her office chair. “No problem. Just promise me that you will have a name for her next time we speak. I hope you can get more sleep soon.”
Sunghoon feigned disappointment at her taking notice of his tiredness, to which she laughed. “See you later!” she called, as he walked into the office.
As Sunghoon sat at his desk that day, working through lines of code, he thought about the fact that he always just referred to it as ‘the cat’ and called it over by making short kissing noises, which got the kitten to come padding over, eyes peering wide at its owner.
Hmm…what do people even name their cats? Would ‘Mochi’ be stupid? No, everyone names their cat that…
He opened a new tab on his computer, typing in ‘unique cat names’. Endless search results popped up, so he scrolled down and clicked on a random Naver article his mouse landed on. Sunghoon chewed on the end of his pen as he went down the list, shaking his head at all the options that people were suggesting. Someone even suggested the current South Korean president’s name, which he could not believe his eyes were seeing. There seemed to be nothing of interest to him, nor did any call out to him from the list.
To prevent lost time (and avoid reprimanding from his manager), he pondered over a name all day, letting it run subconsciously at the back of his mind as he worked. At the chime of the clock at five, Sunghoon left the office, still scratching his head at what to call the damn cat – he went through probably every name possible as he got to his car in the garage of the office, as he drove through the post-work traffic in Seoul, and all the way to the front door of his apartment in Gangnam.
Sunghoon heard a soft scratching at the door accompanied by mewls, which must have been the cat since it heard his footsteps approaching.
“Alright, alright, I’m coming,” he mumbled as he tapped the code into the keypad, turning the handle to reveal the little orange and white cat sitting in the foyer, blinking slowly and patiently waiting.
Sunghoon knelt down, beckoning it over. The cat walked over, her orange tail curled at the tip and swaying behind her. She climbed over Sunghoon’s shoes, rubbing its tiny body over Sunghoon’s dress pants. “Yah, those are my nice trousers. Shoo,” he murmured, as he reached over to scratch the cat behind the ears.
In a show of contentment, the kitten purred, a tiny low thrum coming from its chest. Sunghoon couldn’t help but smile because it was pretty cute, and this meant that it trusted him.
Sunghoon went to his room to change into some comfortable clothes, slipping into his comfiest hoodie and a pair of old basketball shorts. Everywhere he went, the cat followed – from the entryway to the bedroom, then to the living room where Sunghoon turned on the soccer game that was happening, and finally, the kitchen.
He prepared a simple meal of stir-fry vegetables and made a fried egg to go over some steamed rice; he often struggled to learn new recipes, so he resorted to making the easiest things, which Jay always called him out on (“Bro, this isn’t university anymore, just learn how to make a steak or something, please”).
The cat remained lingering nearby, padding around the tile floors and peering around corners. Sunghoon also grabbed his food bowl to fill it with some wet food. It was a little pink ceramic dish with a sun painted in the middle, something his sister had gifted when she stopped by a few days before to see the cat.
As he peeled back the wet food tin, the cat meowed loudly. Sunghoon turned around, eyeing the cat and laughing at its insistence. “You must be starving if you’re being this noisy,” he remarked, scooping the food into the pink bowl.
The cat meowed louder at him, eyes narrowed now. Sunghoon picked up the bowl, stepping over to the placemat that he situated near the dinner table so that the cat could be nearby while he was eating his own human meal. As soon as he placed the bowl down, a blur of orange approached his hands and immediately began wolfing down the food.
“Well shit, don’t choke now,” Sunghoon said, before returning to the kitchen to finish making his own dinner.
Later, Sunghoon finally settled on the couch to finish watching the soccer game – his favorite team was playing their rivals, so it was an exciting matchup to finally see. While he leaned back on the leather, the cat jumped up effortlessly, walking over to promptly curl up on Sunghoon’s lap.
As he stroked the cat’s little body, observing the way it immediately looked so comfortable in his space already. It was asleep already, round brown eyes shut in a slumber as it tucked itself onto its owner’s lap. Sunghoon had to admit, he did really think it was a cute cat, despite how irritating it got sometimes. He supposed destruction was an expectation with owning pets anyway.
“Hmm…what to name you, little girl?” Sunghoon said aloud, scratching its ears.
He glanced around the apartment before his eyes landed on his now-empty food bowl. The sun in the middle of the ceramic was a bright yellow, with a smiling content face in the center, reminding him awfully a lot of the little slumbering animal on him now.
“How about we call you…Sun? Sunny? Hm…”
After a few moments, Sunghoon landed on something that sounded normal enough for a cat but wasn’t too cliché.
“You’ll be Sunoo. How about that?”
The cat lifted its head at the inflection of Sunghoon’s voice. Her round, feline eyes peered into Sunghoon’s as if it understood what he said, tilting her tiny head in silent observation. Then, with an adorable lilt, it meowed loudly, as if to agree with her name choice.
“Alright, you’re going to be Sunoo, then,” Sunghoon said, scratching the kitten’s chest now, since it rolled over onto its back to let him have access.
So that was how Sunghoon finally gave his cat a name, after almost a week of having it; and he decided that he would keep it after all, despite all the chaos and stress it brought. Sunghoon realized he did enjoy having another presence in his apartment, which was filled just enough but not quite because of how large it was. Having the cat, Sunoo, would help cozy the space a bit more, anyway.
A few days later, Sunghoon cracked open the door to his apartment, seeing Sunoo sitting in the foyer like she always did, waiting for him to return home. He knelt down like clockwork, petting the cat on the head and giving it a few satisfying scratches on its back.
“Hey, look what I got you,” Sunghoon said, pulling a bag out from his pocket. He fished into the paper, pulling out a light peach-colored collar with a shiny silver tag attached to it. It had ‘SUNOO’ engraved in all caps, followed by Sunghoon’s phone number for emergencies.
Sunoo began to meow, leaning forward to sniff curiously with her pink nose. Her nose twitched, cutely wiggling as she inspected the leather collar, which Sunghoon spent a good while deliberating over in the store. He landed on matching it to her peach-shaped cat bed, which could be some nice cohesion in their setup.
Sunoo let Sunghoon slip the collar over her head without much fuss. She mewed once again, short and frequent, as if to thank him for the gift.
“We had to make it official, Sunoo-yah,” Sunghoon said, rising to his feet and peering down at his cat, who meowed more and rubbed her body on Sunghoon’s legs like she always did when she was pleased.
Life with Sunoo got easier as she got more accustomed to the apartment; Sunghoon bought a scratching post and cat tower to upgrade Sunoo’s living situation and to deter the cat from destroying his furniture further. It seemed to work well since he also began offering Sunoo treats and playing with her with the cat toys that were gifted by all of Sunghoon's friends, family, and even Moka. Sunoo often dragged the toys to her peach bed, eventually piling in all the mouse-shaped, heart-shaped, and feathery toys that she now owned.
A few weeks turned into months, and eventually, it had already three months since Sunoo entered Sunghoon’s life. He could safely say he enjoyed the cat’s company, which was something he never imagined before he got Sunoo from Jay and Jake. The two friends often came by for bi-weekly hangouts, which consisted of video games, gym sessions, soccer matches, or just watching whatever sports matches were happening.
One night, Jake and Jay came over for a dinner of fried chicken and beer over a gaming session. Sunoo was meowing and stepping all over their laps, demanding pets and attention from each of them. “Wow, she is such an extroverted cat. My brother’s girlfriend’s cat is nothing like this,” Jake said, amazed at Sunoo’s affectionate personality.
Sunghoon nodded while taking a bite of his chicken. “Yeah, she is so clingy, it’s wild.”
Jay was carrying Sunoo in his arms now, but Sunoo’s wide brown eyes were gazing in Sunghoon’s direction. “She must feel super comfortable here if she’s like this. You must spoil her, I mean, I saw all that fancy food in the fridge when I got here,” Jay said, stroking Sunoo’s back as she rested in his embrace.
“Dude, if you see what they put in regular-schmegular cat food, you would not want to be feeding your pet that crap. These companies need to be publicly shamed for their practices,” Sunghoon said, mouth full from his bite.
Jake snorted immediately. “You…are a completely different man than when we first dropped off this cat on your birthday. Are you sure you’re our Park Sunghoon? You didn’t kidnap him and zip yourself up in his skin?”
Sunghoon could only sigh, but he secretly really enjoyed pampering his cat. Sunoo was a cute, pretty cat with a sweet personality. He couldn’t help but spoil her with treats, comfy pillows, and the best cat food he could find on the market. He even took it upon himself to buy Sunoo some tiny outfits that he saw at the pet store – a pair of overalls, a hoodie, and even a cat-sized version of Korean preschool uniforms, which he got a kick out of at the store. Thankfully, to avoid endless taunting from his friends, he had the right idea to hide those away while they were at his place.
Sunoo was meowing in Jay’s arms and only stopped once he let the cat down. The orange cat quickly slinked across the hardwood floor and beelined for Sunghoon, immediately settling on his lap.
“...And the cat’s obsessed with him; the feeling is mutual. I can’t believe our plan actually worked,” Jake said, taking a swig of his beer.
“What plan…”
Jay grinned from where he sat, arms folded behind his head, and pleased with him and Jake’s scheme. “Operation Park Sunghoon: Getting Sunghoon a life outside of work. So far, so good,” he replied.
“I do have a life, thank you very much.”
“You have us to thank for that – Sunoo, too!”
The three of them turned their gaze to look at the kitten, who was now rolling around on her back on Sunghoon’s lap. As it realized everyone was staring, it flopped back on her paws and meowed.
“You’re making her uncomfortable, let her be in peace," Sunghoon declared, voice filled with a protective edge.
Raising a brow, Jay sipped on his soda and tried not to burst into guffawing. “...Yeah, bro, you need to be in a relationship, stat – you’re getting a little strange…perhaps stir-crazy.”
Sunghoon was going to protest, but he just let it go; over the years, he learned that he shouldn’t try fighting his friends’ words too much, because they were just going to push back tenfold if he did.
The trio enjoyed the rest of their night alternating between gaming and debating over the most trivial and hypothetical ideas as their form of entertainment, with many drinks and snacks filling their stomachs. By midnight, they were winding down, Jake already dozing off in the corner of Sunghoon’s couch.
“I think it’s time to get this dude home – he has brunch with his boyfriend tomorrow morning,” Jay said, rising to his feet and collecting his gaming controllers on the coffee table. In the background, Jake mumbled incoherently, probably saying something to the effect of, ‘Heeseung and I are just friends,’ because he never could decide with his situationship.
The two said their goodbyes and left shortly after, leaving Sunghoon alone with Sunoo, who was meowing for her treats in the jar on the kitchen counter. He walked over, giving in to his cat even though it didn’t take much for him to fold. Sunoo sat patiently on the counter nearby, her orange tail slowly waving in a slow, nonchalant rhythm even though she was wide-eyed in anticipation.
Sunghoon stuck out his hand, the tiny fishy morsel lying in his palm as a gift for his dear cat. Sunoo carefully padded over and stuck her nose in his hand, munching on the treat promptly. Chuckling to himself, Sunghoon watched Sunoo enjoying the treat before rubbing her ears affectionately. Who would have thought he would be so enamored by this orange furball’s antics? Not Sunghoon himself, that’s for sure.
Sunghoon went to work that Monday, whistling to himself as he stepped out of the elevator. Moka noticed his arrival, and her eyes perked up, waving immediately as she saw him. “Oh, hi Sunghoon! Happy Monday, how was your weekend?”
He smoothly handed her his keycard before nodding in satisfaction. “It was good; my friends came over on Friday night, and we hung out at my place. Sunoo really liked their company.”
Moka smiled brightly, swiping it in the device she had next to her keyboard. “That’s great to hear, you seem lighter lately, too,” she remarked.
Sunghoon was really a changed man since Sunoo entered his life; he woke up more refreshed every morning, happy to see the orange blob of fur curled up cozily in her peach-colored bed near his own. Sunoo was also a lot more respectful to his furniture, thanks to Sunghoon’s investments in cat-related items for enrichment; this made Sunghoon’s feelings towards Sunoo more amicable.
Moka handed back the keycard before asking Sunghoon to show her a new photo of Sunoo, requesting one specifically where she was wearing the sweater that she had knitted for her recently. Sunghoon pulled his phone out to look for the said photo, scrolling past a barrage of images he took of Sunoo sleeping on the couch, playing on the cat tower, and eating dinner. He laughed to himself when he spotted an image of Sunoo dazed out from the catnip he bought as a fun experience for Sunoo, but instead, he had more amusement at Sunoo flopping about in a blissful reverie.
“Oh, I was wondering, did you get Sunoo spayed yet? It would be good to do it now, while she’s still young,” Moka suddenly brought up.
Spayed? Sunghoon thought he had done all the research in the last few months, but somehow, spaying his cat was something that escaped his mind.
“Ah…I haven’t, actually. What happens if I don’t do it?”
Moka tapped her chin in thought. “It’s good for avoiding health problems and it also reduces restlessness, because she can go into heat if she still has her sex organs. Have you heard a cat while it's in heat? It’s quite…painful to listen to…”
The receptionist shivered at the thought, as if she had a lot of experience dealing with it. She picked up her own phone and tapped away on it quickly. “Here, this is the vet I brought my cats to get spayed and neutered. I recommend it; they take really good care of them.”
Sunghoon took note of the contact information before thanking her for the help. Moka was enamored by the photo that Sunghoon finally found of Sunoo dressed in a light blue sweater with a hood, quietly squealing in excitement.
That night, Sunghoon decided he would schedule a spaying appointment for the following week. “Say goodbye to your uterus, Sunoo-yah,” Sunghoon said as he slid into bed, with Sunoo following right after him to curl up on his chest once he lay down.
Sunoo had gotten into the habit of joining him in bed instead of using her own. Sunghoon was going to protest the first time it happened, but upon seeing Sunoo’s eyes shut tight, already in a pleasant slumber on his pillow, he decided he would just let it happen from now on. So it became their routine to be bedmates, with Sunoo being his alarm clock in the morning as she licked his cheek with her rough tongue to wake him up.
Sunoo meowed as if in protest at the prospect of getting spayed. She pawed at Sunghoon’s chest, her tiny white feet lightly tugging on his t-shirt. The woeful look on her face was interestingly expressive, her brown eyes wide and sparkly as she looked upon him.
Sunghoon scratched her chin in reassurance. “You’ll feel a lot better afterwards, I promise, baby. It won’t hurt,” he told her.
He also got used to talking to his cat, even if it was just a one-sided conversation with occasional loud meowing in response to Sunghoon’s words. He originally thought he was losing it as he caught himself essentially talking to himself, but over the months, it became second nature to chat with Sunoo as if she were a real human living in his apartment with him.
Sunoo lay her head back down on his chest before falling asleep nearly immediately, earning a tiny sigh from Sunghoon in admiration. “Alright, sleep tight, Sunoo-yah.”
Sunghoon leaned over carefully to turn off his light, noticing it flickering right before he touched the switch. He furrowed his brow in mild confusion, silently noting to himself to change the bulb in the morning.
Sleep came over him quickly, barely even dreaming except for a very vivid one where he woke up in his room, blinking away his sleep while still in his reverie. He noticed a lump beside him, taking up space on the opposite side of the bed. Sunghoon curiously turned, gulping slightly when he reached over to tap the lump, presumably some person he knew in his dream state? A partner, perhaps? Hopefully, not a one-night stand?
Suddenly, before he could touch the person’s shoulder, they had already turned around, a pretty face looking upon him with an angelic expression. It was a boy, soft, pale, round face with rosy cheeks and pink, plush lips. He had a mop of brown-orange hair, gently tousled around his face and matted from sleep; brown, sharp eyes looked upon Sunghoon with a radiant glint in them, a familiar gaze that he couldn’t put his finger on. Finally, the most damning feature he had was the pair of wispy, orange ears on top of his head, gently twitching ever-so slightly as he lay on his side, peering up at Sunghoon like he hung the moon and stars.
“S-Sunghoonie?” the boy said, stuttering in a gentle tone that was laced with lightly restrained excitement.
Sunghoon blinked at him, confusedly. Did he know this person–er, cat-person in his dreams? Had he come across this vision in his dreams before? Why did he appear so familiar…
Suddenly, a chime sounded from behind him; Sunghoon turned to pick up his phone from the bedside table. It was an email notification from the veterinarian confirming the upcoming appointment scheduled for Sunoo’s spaying. He also noticed the date and time on his phone: Tuesday, March 4, 2026, 9:21 am.
He jumped out of bed, startling the boy who was lying there, eyes widened.
“Holy fuck, I’m late!” Sunghoon yelped, running to his bathroom. He was about to shove his toothbrush in his mouth and simultaneously tug on a pair of trousers when he realized…what was he going to do about the boy in his bed? And what was he doing here?
Sunghoon rubbed his eyes multiple times when he slowly walked back into his bedroom, spotting the boy sitting up now, blankets pooled around him and his petite, pale chest bare.
“What the fuck…am I still dreaming?” Sunghoon mumbled, pinching the skin of his arms now, trying to see if he was just stuck in a strange, perpetual dream state.
“Sunghoonie…?”
Sunghoon glanced up again, meeting the catboy’s look. He had tilted his head, peering curiously at Sunghoon as if he was waiting for some realization. His orange ears continued to twitch, alternating between folding behind him and perking straight up.
“Sun…Sunoo?” Sunghoon said, realizing his cat was nowhere to be found, and only this mysterious, animal-eared human was in her place. Am I dreaming? There is no fucking way…
The boy suddenly perked up at the name, straightening up and crawling forward onto the bed immediately, making it very, blatantly, obvious how stark naked he was. Sunghoon yelped at the sight, suddenly looking away to give him some privacy, hands up in the air to shield the view some more. “Oh god! You’re…very…not clothed…”
Sunghoon looked to the side and spotted one of his dress shirts draped over the chair of his desk. He snatched it before covering his eyes with one hand, slowly creeping to the bed to hand the naked boy the shirt.
“Put…put this on, please. So you’re more comfortable,” Sunghoon said, gently holding out the garment. He felt it leave his fingertips, meaning the boy took it. He heard the fabric rustling for a few moments before Sunghoon lowered his hand to meet the view of the boy still bare.
He was now playing around with the shirt like it was a toy, smacking and patting the fabric around to make it elicit crinkling noises. The boy’s face was lit up, eyes wide in excitement as he messed around with Sunghoon’s dress shirt. A small tinkling sound echoed, and Sunghoon realized that the peach-colored collar he bought for Sunoo was dangling from his neck. This was getting weirder and weirder…
“Okay, no, I want you to put it on,” Sunghoon said, walking over. He gave up on avoiding his gaze, picking up the shirt and draping it over the boy’s back. Suddenly, a brush of something furry grazed his hand, which made him freeze in place.
Sunghoon glanced past the boy, seeing a full, fluffy, orange cat tail waving in the air, languidly. He blinked in disbelief again, rubbing his eyes harder this time. Okay, he was seriously hallucinating.
Even though a million questions swirled in his mind, Sunghoon instructed him to slip his arms into the sleeves, which took a few minutes because the boy kept trying to flap his arm every time it got into the sleeve, much like a cat being uncomfortable with putting cat-sized socks on.
Finally, Sunghoon managed to convince him to put the shirt on. It was too big on his petite frame, the shoulders of the shirt obviously jutting out further than where his own ended, the white fabric drowning his body in a snowy swath.
“Yeah, that’s better. Let me get you some pants too, hold on.”
Sunghoon dug through his drawers, hoping to find a pair of pants that would fit him well enough. Rifling through thick sweatpants that he enjoyed during the winter season, he located a pair of blue shorts that he meant to donate because the waistband was too small for him. He threw them over to the boy, who gingerly held them up with his fingertips. He looked up at Sunghoon, blinking confusedly.
“...Do you need help with that too?” Sunghoon asked. A little nod.
He instructed him to stand, wobbly and slender legs revealing themselves. Sunghoon did his absolute best not to look at his bare crotch, a little too close for his comfort. He did notice how pretty his legs were…pale, milky skin with thighs that were plush, you’d want to take a bite out of th– what the fuck was he thinking?
Underwear and shorts were on, so now Sunghoon could finally look at him properly. The boy had a sweet face, a smiley expression permanently gracing his features; he looked to be not too much younger than Sunghoon, and if not for the freaking cat ears and a whole ass tail, he would’ve just thought he just looked like any other person on the street.
“Okay…I’m going to assume that because I don’t see my cat anywhere, you’re wearing her collar, and that your…appendages look like hers…”
The boy tilted his head to indicate that he was listening, eyes round at the sound of Sunghoon’s voice.
“Are you…Sunoo?” Sunghoon finally asked, addressing the elephant in the room.
The boy’s face lit up once again, a wide smile making his eyes crinkle into crescents and his nose scrunched. He leapt forward from the bed and clutched Sunghoon’s torso tightly. “Yes!! That’s me.”
“Okay, but how is this possible? You are…were a cat?” Sunghoon couldn’t contain his bewilderment, stuttering as a result of his confusion.
The boy, Sunoo, just smiled up at him, arms still clinging onto Sunghoon’s body. “I made a wish!”
“What do you mean…a wish?”
“I was sad when you would leave, so I made a wish to become a human like you! So I can be with you all the time,” he explained, nonchalantly.
Sunghoon still had many questions, but he knew he would spiral down a rabbit hole if he continued. Perhaps it would be best to simply accept the situation and figure it out along the way.
After also accepting that this was definitely not a dream, he decided that he needed to consume some breakfast before he completely lost it all. As he walked down the hall, Sunoo followed quickly behind, the sounds of his feet lightly padding on the hardwood floor echoing in the space.
Sunghoon filled his coffee machine before putting a pod in, flipping the switch on. As it rumbled to life, he started preparing a bowl of cereal for himself, shaking the flakes into the ceramic bowl as he sighed, confused at his life.
He turned to glance over at Sunoo, who was standing a few feet away, patiently waiting. He was standing quietly at the doorway; now that he was upright, it was more clear that the dress shirt was way too big on his frame, drowning his figure like a kid wearing their dad’s clothes.
A low rumble sounded from Sunoo’s stomach, making both of them look up at each other.
“You’re probably hungry too…uh…”
Sunghoon went to open the refrigerator, but was met with stacks of tinned wet food, which was well fit for when Sunoo was a cat…
He moved to rummage around the pantry and eventually found a tin of tuna. He could do something with this. Sunghoon heated up a bowl of instant rice before adding the tuna, shredded seaweed, and drizzling some furikakae over it. He formed uniform balls of the rice mixture, placing them on a plate neatly for Sunoo.
Once the last rice ball met the plate, he walked over to the dining table with both his and Sunoo’s breakfast. Sunoo was peer curiously at Sunghoon’s hands, eyes locked on the plate. Sunghoon gestured towards the table with his head.
“Come, eat; I made this for you,” Sunghoon said.
Sunoo quickly bounded over, much like how he would when he was in his cat form. Sunghoon watched as the boy inspected the rice balls, rolling them around on the plate like they were toys. After some playing, Sunoo finally picked one up, sniffing carefully. Once he deemed it safe, he plopped it in his mouth, munching promptly.
Sunoo’s face scrunched up in a look of satisfaction. “Mmh! This is so good,” he exclaimed, before shoving two more into his mouth.
Sunghoon watched him, amusedly, as he ate his own breakfast. It was much like how entertained he would be watching Sunoo play around with his snacks as a cat. The parallels of his behavior were quite endearing.
“So, can you turn back into a cat? Or will you…stay a human now?” Sunghoon asked once Sunoo finished the last rice ball.
“Yes, I can turn back into a cat when I want to. I’m also what you call a hybrid; so technically, I’m both a cat and a human,” Sunoo replied, sticking a finger in the air.
Sunghoon noticed how long his nails were, each fingertip forming a sharp point at the ends of them. He noted to himself not to upset Sunoo in any way; he wanted to avoid any confrontation if he had those claws.
Sunghoon called into work after he finished breakfast, putting away the dishes in the sink. Sunoo went to the couch to sit and roll around, entertaining himself with the pillows and a few cat toys lying around. Sunghoon was met with the HR manager’s voice, and he let her know that he was to skip the day because of an emergency. “No worries, Sunghoon-ssi. We hope it gets resolved smoothly,” she replied to his excuse.
Sunghoon hung up and sighed, scratching the back of his head. He supposed he should deal with getting Sunoo some real clothes, ones that actually fit him.
The two headed out to a department store nearby Sunghoon’s apartment, in hopes of finding some outfits that Sunoo could put on. For the moment, Sunoo was drowning in one of Sunghoon’s grey hoodies and a pair of athletic shorts, with a beanie on top of his head to hide the very noticeable cat ears.
They shopped around as Sunoo was wide-eyed, his gaze darting back and forth between all the bright lights and colors of each store. His mouth was stuck in an “o” as he walked around, running up to store windows and almost crashing into people along the way, causing scowling looks shot their way. Sunghoon apologized profusely as he trailed behind Sunoo, trying not to lose him in the crowds.
They managed to find Sunoo some sweaters and shirts that suited his frame better, along with some comfortable pants and shorts. Sunghoon barely realized how much they managed to accumulate in each store until they reached the register, his eyes blinking in disbelief at the pile on the counter that was theirs. The sales associate who was helping them was folding the items dutifully and chatting with Sunoo, who was equally enthused and extroverted as the clerk was.
Once she completed detagging and scanning the items, she told Sunghoon the total, letting him know his payment options. He fished out his wallet, tapping his credit card immediately as the cashier sighed.
“You both make such a cute couple, I’m envious,” she said, smiling fondly at them.
Sunghoon was about to correct her to tell her that they were in fact, not a couple, but Sunoo beat him to it.
“Oh, thank you!!! Isn’t he so handsome?” Sunoo said gleefully, as he slipped his hand around Sunghoon’s arm and looked up at him with those glossy, sparkly eyes of his.
Sunghoon’s mouth hung agape, but he quickly closed it and smiled. It would be better not to complicate things. “Thanks, we appreciate it.”
The two left the department store, laden with bags of clothes for Sunoo. It was a new experience because Sunghoon was never the type to shop much for himself; there seemed to be many firsts with Sunoo around.
He piled the bags in the trunk of his black sedan before shutting it. Sunoo was patiently waiting at the passenger side door, unsure of how to open it.
Sunghoon paused, watching the way the hybrid poked around at the handle, jabbing it rather than pulling it open. “Help…” Sunoo whined, quickly looking at Sunghoon with a pleading expression, his pink lips jutted in a pout.
Once Sunghoon walked over, he demonstrated how to open the car door while Sunoo stared intently, cogs whirring inside his head. When Sunoo tried it himself, he let out a satisfied squeak while beaming brightly. Sunghoon couldn’t believe that this was his reality right then – going from a mere software developer reaping the rewards of his new job, to unexpectedly becoming a pet owner, and now…this?
However, despite how strange this all was, Sunghoon found the hybrid’s demeanor quite endearing; not only that, it was amusing to him to see Sunoo’s reactions to everything, seeing that he also was experiencing his ‘firsts’ too.
They drove home with much effort – Sunoo got braver this time around and started playing around with the buttons on the center console, flipping through radio stations and tapping through Spotify (it went from classical music, to reggae, and then the top 40 in Seoul…his Spotify Wrapped was going to be crazy at the end of this year). Sunoo even tried opening the door mid-drive, so Sunghoon had to shout at Sunoo to keep it shut, nearly swerving into a telephone pole.
While they sat in silence after the narrowly missed accident, the car’s child lock was promptly applied. Sunoo kept glancing over at Sunghoon, who had his face in his hand, rubbing his eyes in relief that they didn’t crash.
“Sorry…” Sunoo said, looking down at his lap, lips forming an apologetic pout.
“It’s fine…just don’t do it again, please, or we are going to die,” Sunghoon said, exhaling in relief that they were still alive.
They finally returned home, and Sunoo immediately ripped off the beanie, letting his orange ears free. He bounded to the couch, rubbing his body around on the surface in satisfaction.
Sunghoon set the shopping bags on the kitchen table, which made Sunoo perk up, turning his head towards the sound of the paper crinkling on the surface. “Ooh, my clothes!” he said, leaping over the couch effortlessly and rushing to sift through his purchases.
Sunghoon honestly had no idea what Sunoo ended up choosing; the sales associate and Sunoo went off on a long conversation while he was trying things on, and the girl must have brought over more things as the visit went on. Sunoo quickly peeled off the shorts Sunghoon gave him and retrieved something in a pastel pink color – once he got them on, Sunghoon nearly choked on his spit when Sunoo straightened up. He was wearing a pair of pink shorts, perfectly accentuating his small waist and the curve of his hips; his tail poked out from behind him, swaying back and forth like a hypnotizing pendulum.
It was insane how perfectly they fit him – he could see Sunoo’s plush thighs, perfectly plump and slender in all the right places, so that the fabric of the shorts hugged the junction of his crotch and thigh. These shorts made his legs look even longer, more enticing, and just ten times more…delicious. Sunghoon felt his throat constrict as he stared, taking in the insane view in front of him.
Sunoo eyed him, intrigued, when Sunghoon was trying to regain his sanity, but how was he supposed to be normal when his cat (?) was in front of him, looking like this? Sunghoon cleared his throat, coughing several times. “Uh, my throat got dry,” he explained when he noticed Sunoo still staring at him.
It would be fine if Sunoo wore things like this, even if it left little to Sunghoon’s imagination, fueled by how single and touch-deprived he was. The last time Sunghoon was in a relationship was back in university, and it ended fairly roughly; and the last time he slept with someone…? Maybe almost a year prior. To put it simply, Sunghoon was horny and lonely, so it was only natural that those shorts got him oddly turned on by his cat…that happens to be a boy that was exactly his type: pretty, petite, and rather coy.
Sunoo eased into his human form, trying to understand the world around him in his larger body. Sunghoon had to shout warningly when he could spot Sunoo trying to climb up his cat tree, nearly causing it to tumble over from his weight. The boy would pout, clawing at Sunghoon’s arm when he caught him before he hit his head. “I want to sit on top of it,” he whined.
He would tiptoe around the apartment, amazed at things like the dishwasher and the front-facing laundry machine, head tilting side to side at his confusion at the swishing clothes. “They’re swimming,” Sunoo said matter-of-factly as Sunghoon stood at the doorway, watching the hybrid watch in a captivated trance. He would prod at the glass window, sitting there until the machine beeped at completion.
Sunghoon quickly learned that Sunoo was very clingy even in his human form. During the day, Sunoo would lounge in his cat body since it was easier to explore the apartment and play with his toys or the cat tower. Sunoo would get a bit stir-crazy after a while, because it didn't help that Sunghoon was away for long hours of the day.
So, once the software developer stepped one inch into his apartment, a blur of orange would fly across the room in an instant. Sunghoon would let out an “Oof!” as a warm body collided into his, Sunoo’s pale orange hair and ears all in his face, while Sunoo wrapped his arms tightly around his torso. Then, Sunoo would be reluctant to let go of him, clinging tightly and walking right next to Sunghoon as he settled in.
Sunoo was also incredibly bold – it seemed to be innate for him to be a major flirt. On the day Sunghoon had a day where he worked from home, he would work in the spare room in his apartment that he turned into his office. Sunoo would crawl on top of Sunghoon’s lap even when he was in his human form, fully ignoring the groans that Sunghoon let out when the hybrid would put his entire body weight onto him.
“Sunoo, please, I’m trying to work,” he mumbled, as Sunoo would put his face in front of him, peering curiously at Sunghoon and leaning in to sniff his neck where his cologne smell was the strongest. Sunoo’s orange ears would twitch enthusiastically, flitting up and down as he stared right at his owner with a sly smile on his lips.
Sunghoon tried his absolute hardest to ignore the fact that Sunoo’s ass was directly on top of his crotch, which made him start to feel the slightest bit hard. He prayed that Sunoo didn’t notice, which seemed to be the case since the catboy would hop off a few minutes later, unbothered.
This became their routine that Sunghoon slowly grew used to. In the morning, Sunoo would tap Sunghoon on the face with his fluffy paw while he was in cat form, pestering him until he grew annoyed enough to get up. After Sunghoon reluctantly rolled out of bed thanks to Sunoo’s insistence to wake up, he would shower and get ready for work, slipping on a crisp business casual outfit and styling his hair to the best his brain let him focus at 7 in the morning.
They would eat breakfast together at the kitchen table, which Sunoo would become all pouty and upset because this meant that Sunghoon was leaving soon.
“Why must you go to work?” Sunoo would grumble, using his fork to poke at the rice balls that Sunghoon made him. “Why can’t you just stay and be with me?”
“Someone’s gotta make money to pay for this apartment,” Sunghoon would say, mouth full of cereal as he waved his spoon around to point to the space they were eating in.
“But I’m bored,” Sunoo whined, pouting even harder.
Sunghoon knew better not to look in his direction because he would most likely fold at the sight of Sunoo pouting. His cat knew exactly what to do to get what he wanted, so Sunghoon knew he had to be smart too.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can, Sunoo-yah.”
Sunghoon stood up to put his bowl away in the sink. Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him, slim arms reaching around him and pressing their warm body against his back. Sunoo was embracing him, not tightly this time, like he usually did; this time, it felt oddly intimate and earnest, rather than his typical enthusiastic behavior. Sunoo’s tail even curled around Sunghoon’s arm lightly, the orange fur tickling his skin there.
“I’ll be back, I promise,” Sunghoon said, hands hovering over Sunoo’s clasped ones around his waist. He grasped Sunoo’s wrists, shaking them lightly to get him to let go. Sunoo reluctantly obliged and pouted up at Sunghoon, his feline eyes like deep pools of chocolate, beckoning him to fall into him.
It was the first time Sunghoon was so close to his face; he could see the lines and pores on his face, every single lash on his fluttery eyes, and the way his glossy lips slightly parted as he silently pleaded his owner to stay. Something stirred within his core as he realized that he had been observing Sunoo from afar all this time, admiring his sweet disposition. Now that he was in front of him as this pretty, clingy, and alluring human, he couldn’t deny that his affections were growing for him differently.
Sunghoon gulped – his inner voice was telling him to act on his instincts, which was that he really wanted to lean down, swooping in to kiss Sunoo at that very moment. One part of the truth was that Sunoo was really beautiful. However, the other half was that he was also Sunghoon’s cat. How could he explain this to anyone?
Sunghoon must have been short-circuiting in his own reverie because Sunoo got impatient. The hybrid got on his tiptoes, getting even closer to Sunghoon if that was even possible – then, without warning, he leaned up and planted a rough kiss on Sunghoon’s mouth.
“Mmph!” Sunghoon’s yelp was muffled once Sunoo’s lips collided with his, that pink, pretty pout moving sensually that it made him dizzy from the taste. Sunoo’s arms wound around Sunghoon’s neck, pulling him closer when his owner started to kiss him back. Sunghoon slipped his hand around the shorter boy’s waist, feeling how tiny it was under his touch.
It was almost intoxicating how delicious Sunoo tasted; as he kissed Sunghoon harder, effortlessly slotting his lips against his and sliding his tongue into the taller man’s mouth, the faint taste of cherries piqued his senses. It was drawing him in even deeper, wanting to get more and forget that there was a whole set of cat ears and a tail that this boy had, making him feel like a freak for being seriously turned on by how fucking hot it was.
Sunoo whimpered faintly as Sunghoon slid a hand up and cupped his face, pulling him in. Gripping onto Sunghoon’s sweater, Sunoo’s fingers tightened with every searing second that Sunghoon’s lips were on his. This made Sunghoon’s heart thrum with excitement, sensing how much Sunoo wanted this.
The kiss turned into something messy, sticky, as Sunoo continued lapping into Sunghoon’s mouth, tilting his head to taste every inch of him. Sunghoon started to feel dizzy at the way his tiny hands grasped his wrists, roamed his chest, gripping his biceps so he could touch every inch of Sunghoon that he could. Finally, his hands reached up and gripped onto Sunghoon’s nape, fingers curling gently around a fistful of hair.
Sunghoon’s skin buzzed with desire as he enjoyed the tugging a little too much. He wasn’t sure if he could stop himself if this went on. However, his body was acting before he could register it as he boldly slid a thigh in between Sunoo’s legs, earning a soft yelp from the hybrid.
“Hoonie…” Sunoo sighed as Sunghoon lowered down, hands trailing down the sides of Sunoo’s svelte body. Every touch was searing and captivating for both of them; the air seemed to purr with a silent excitement that only roused them further.
Sunghoon parted his lips in a silent amazement when he slid Sunoo’s goddamn short shorts off (this pair was a pale shade of light blue), revealing a pair of white lace panties underneath. His breath hitched as he saw the way the fabric lay smooth over his skin, the mesh allowing him to get a peek of what was underneath – which he was not ready for at all.
“Why did I not know you bought this the other day? You are going to kill me…” Sunghoon muttered, tracing his fingers across the fabric of the panties.
Sunoo whimpered, and simultaneously, a viscous dribble of transparent slick came dripping from the deliciously plump mound of his cunt. Sunghoon nearly passed out watching this vividly lewd scene in front of him. Not only was Sunoo dripping in excitement, but he also smelled divine.
Sunghoon leaned forward to press his lips against Sunoo’s dripping pussy through the mesh of his panties, earning a loud moan, drawing out slowly as Sunghoon nosed his clit, getting a good taste of his slick.
Overwhelmed, Sunghoon knew he had to stop while he could. He rose to his feet, using his fingers to smear the slick away from his face and dive in for another kiss. Sunoo whined deliciously, grasping Sunghoon’s wrists once again and kissing him back harshly.
Sunghoon finally had the right mind to pull away, a string of saliva dripping from their lips as he drew back. Sunoo looked up at him, cheeks flushed with a crimson and his swollen lips, slick with spit and utterly kiss-bruised. He pouted, whining quietly as he tried to reach up to kiss him more, but Sunghoon coaxed him into just letting him cling to him in a needy hug.
“Sunoo-yah, I would want to do this all day, but I have to go to work,” Sunghoon murmured, earning another whimper of lament.
He managed to peel the hybrid off of him, with much effort. Sunoo padded behind him everywhere he went, sulking silently. Sunghoon pressed a kiss to the top of Sunoo’s head, noticing the way his ears folded back in response. “Be good – I’ll be back soon, and you can kiss me all you want,” Sunghoon assured.
Sunoo’s face crinkled into a smile at the promise, nodding furiously.
It was impossible to focus at work with the fact that he had Sunoo waiting at home for him. His leg tapped impatiently as he drowned in strings of code, typing and clicking at a fervent pace to try and finish his work faster. Moka eyed him curiously as he clumsily fumbled to grab his keycard out of his wallet to check out for the day.
“Are you late for something?” she asked.
Sunghoon exhaled hastily through his teeth when he finally found his card, handing it over quickly. Moka was taken aback, chuckling to herself at his anxious urgency.
“Something like that,” he mumbled in response. “Thanks, Moka.”
“See you tomorrow!” she called as he rushed to the elevator, glancing rapidly at the button and the screen that displayed the status.
“C’mon,” he muttered, as the numbers ticked even slower, stopping nearly at every floor before it reached his. Once the silver doors opened, he stumbled inside, nearly colliding with the other office workers who were heading home for the day, earning some disgruntled comments.
He drove as quickly as he could, nearly clipping a few cars on the way. Sunghoon couldn’t get any faster into his apartment, tapping the code at lightning speed. Once the door was open, he was hit with a robust scent of something sickly sweet. He raised his hand to his face, taken aback by the rich aroma barraging his senses, giving him an instant wave of dizziness from its potency.
“Sunoo-yah?” he called out, receiving no response.
He dropped his jacket and bag onto the seat beside his door, peering around his apartment with no Sunoo in sight. He heard some rustling coming from his bedroom, so he made his way towards the closed door. As he approached the room, Sunghoon’s ears perked up with the sounds of quiet mewling. His throat hitched, hand reaching for the door handle slowly, turning it while the meowing got louder, crying out more incessantly.
Sunghoon wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but he sure was not ready for what he was about to see behind the door.
Sunoo was lying in the middle of his bed, completely nude and stripped of any article of clothing, with his body writing. His skin was slick with a sheen of perspiration and glowing with a rosiness, exuding an aura of desire and allure all at once, calling Sunghoon to come forward.
“Hoonie…you’re here…” Sunoo whimpered, his hips lifting in delight and tail curling sensually in the air.
Sunghoon swallowed hard at the sight; from where he stood, he could see his cunt, wet and shiny from transparent slick essentially dribbling down his inner thighs and legs. There was a damp circle where Sunoo was lying on his bed, soaked from his wetness, which had probably been going on all day. Sunoo cried out suddenly, his body jolting in a sudden shudder as he arched his back further, jutting his plump ass higher in the air. He restlessly wriggled his upper body against the sheets, fingers gripping into the fabric harshly. It was nothing like Sunghoon had ever seen before; Sunoo seemed possessed by an insatiable need to seek relief.
“Hoonie!!” he cried out, voice cracking from desperation.
Suddenly, something clicked in his mind: Sunghoon hadn’t gotten Sunoo spayed yet.
Fuck – Sunoo was in heat.
And he needed Sunghoon right now.
His legs moved quickly, striding in two big steps to reach the bed while simultaneously stripping himself of his tie and dress shirt. Sunoo sighed when Sunghoon immediately caged him with his arms, chest heaving with how aroused he was. Sunoo was on his back, head lying on the mattress with his orange-red hair splayed in a tousled mess around him, some strands sticking to the dampened skin of his temples and nape.
Sunoo sighed blissfully at the sight of Sunghoon, eyes filled with a hazy lust. “You’re here…I missed you so much…it hurts so bad…” he whispered, lips wet with saliva.
“Where does it hurt, baby? Let me make it feel better,” Sunghoon said, leaning in to kiss his neck.
Sunoo whimpered loudly, jolting at the touch. “Everywhere…I need you so bad…”
He didn’t need much prompting, so he dove in for a kiss – they slotted their lips together, kissing voraciously. They tongued each other’s mouths, lips moving against one another fiercely as if they were going to be torn apart. Sunghoon inhaled deeply, the scent of fresh peaches filling his senses as he melted into Sunoo, needing to claim every inch of him as his.
Sunghoon lapped down his hybrid’s neck, causing his tail to curl around his biceps in response. “I’ll make you feel good, Sunoo-yah,” he murmured against his skin, dragging his tongue across Sunoo’s chest and sucking lightly at his hardened pink nipple.
Sunoo wailed, arching his back into the air, as if every touch was getting him impossibly more riled up. Sunghoon trailed his lips down towards his wet pussy, gently parting trembling thighs and settling himself in between them. His body was getting wet from all the slick that gathered on the mattress, but he couldn’t bring himself to care when the most delicious meal was right in front of him.
A gentle gasp could be heard as Sunghoon leaned in, using his fingers to gently spread apart Sunoo’s lips and reveal his folds – a bundle of cherry colored flesh that looked as appetizing as it probably tasted. More slick gushed out at the anticipation of Sunghoon’s mouth.
Sunghoon lowered his mouth, gently licking a warm stripe from the bottom up, tasting the saccharine honey-like juice spreading across his tongue. Sunoo was crying out so loudly that his neighbors could most definitely hear, but Sunghoon could not be bothered to care at the moment.
He sucked on his clit, tonguing it earnestly to elicit more sounds from Sunoo. The hybrid kept trying to close his thighs in reaction to the growing pleasure, but Sunghoon used his hands to forcibly keep them in place. Sunoo got even wetter as he continued to devour his pussy, sucking and licking as if it were his last meal.
Finally, while Sunghoon’s tongue was pressing into his hole, he slid a finger to start opening him up. There was no resistance at all, considering how sopping wet he was from the overflowing slick, so he pressed another finger in, moving his wrist at an unstoppable pace and alternating his tongue flicking across Sunoo’s clit. He stopped hearing any response, so he glanced up – Sunoo went completely mute, mouth all the way agape, and head tilted back onto the mattress in ecstasy.
Sunoo’s muscles tensed as his owner continued mouthfucking him. Sunghoon could tell he was going to orgasm soon, so he kept at his pace and did nothing to stop his ministrations. Sunoo’s thighs started to tighten around his head, body shaking in anticipation.
At a peak, Sunoo burst – his core jerked uncontrollably, limbs wiggling involuntarily as he came hard. His cunt gushed a spray of glistening squirt into the air, splashing Sunghoon’s face and chest with his release. It was insanity, really, and Sunghoon barely could contain how turned on he was at the moment.
As his chest heaved from the aftershocks of the orgasm, Sunoo cried in a desperate plea, “Please…please fuck me…I want your cock so bad…”
Sunghoon lifted his mouth from Sunoo’s cunt, chin dripping wet from his release. His cock was seriously throbbing so hard within his pants, he needed to shed them immediately before he was going to combust. He actually was shocked that he didn’t come himself just a few moments before.
He quickly unbuckled his pants, unzipping as quickly as he could and shoving his briefs down with them. Sunoo crawled forward, hands immediately gripping Sunghoon’s length. He looked up at Sunghoon with his teary eyes and sniffling nose from his intense orgasm, ears perking up and folding back in anxiousness; it had Sunghoon’s breath knocked out of his chest from how insanely beautiful he looked in front of him like this.
“Please…I want you in me…” Sunoo whimpered breathlessly.
Sunghoon leaned down and let his lips hover over Sunoo’s. “I’ll give you anything you want, my kitten.”
He kissed Sunoo hard, tilting them both back onto the mattress. Sunghoon slid his hand lower, parting Sunoo’s slick-sticky thighs and smeared some of the wetness over his throbbing cock. In an instant, he lined himself up with Sunoo’s pulsing hole. They both held their breaths as Sunghoon slowly eased himself in, inch by inch.
Sunoo cried, whining uselessly as he clawed at Sunghoon’s torso. “More, more, more, please, Hoon.”
At his request, Sunghoon slammed the rest of himself into Sunoo’s heat, and they both groaned loudly at the bottoming out. Sunghoon began thrusting hard into Sunoo, giving him exactly what the hybrid wanted.
He leaned down, draping his body over Sunoo as he pounded continuously into his squelching hole. Sunoo’s pointed nails clawed down Sunghoon’s bare back, leaving red, angry marks across his skin, making every fiber of his body light up from the inside and igniting with an instant flame. The wetness of the continuously leaking slick made it easy to go at the pace Sunghoon set, never letting his hip falter even once.
Sunghoon glanced down, seeing Sunoo’s bare, flushed chest on display before him. Sunoo’s mouth was trickling with saliva down the side, and his orange tail was trembling, bobbing with the force of each of Sunghoon’s thrusts. Sunghoon noticed the peach-colored collar around his neck, the tiny bell tinkling furiously as he fucked him harder and harder. He slid his hand down, reaching for the collar and tugging lightly.
Sunoo moaned, his lips parting in a thirsty gape as he let Sunghoon tug a bit harder. A hand gently wrapped over Sunoo’s neck – Sunghoon glanced at Sunoo, meeting his eyes in a silent question. The hybrid’s eyes narrowed, lust taking over as he wordlessly replied: Go.
Sunghoon tightened his grip, choking his sweet hybrid in a slow, sensual manner that had Sunoo gasping lightly at the sensation. He continued to fuck into him at the same time as he choked him, feeling his orgasm nearing from how overwhelmed he was.
“M-more…” Sunoo rasped out, hands clawing over his abdomen.
He went even faster, losing control over his perception while he watched Sunoo’s blissed-out face grow slack from the pleasure. Soon, he felt his orgasm rising to the surface, ready to burst at any moment.
“F-fuck…Sun, I’m gonna cum,” he gritted out, still pounding into him at an insane rhythm.
Sunoo had tears rolling down his face from how he was being split apart so roughly. “C-cum in m-me, b-breed me, Hoonie…” he whimpered, eyes shut in ecstasy.
Sunghoon gasped loudly as he combusted right there, spilling his release deep into Sunoo. Sunoo came simultaneously, jerking involuntarily and squirting over himself in the process. Every movement and sensation became heightened as his peak crashed over; the way Sunoo’s insides pulsed and gripped around his cock was driving him crazy.
After several moments to catch his breath, Sunghoon slid out at the pause, causing Sunoo to whine. He gripped his tiny waist before turning him to the side, pushing the hybrid’s folded slender leg up towards his chest.
Sunghoon reached down, parting Sunoo’s cheeks and admiring the slicked gaping hole there, dripping with a messy amalgamation of his white cum and Sunoo’s wetness. In a swift motion, he entered back in all at once, his pelvis meeting Sunoo’s ass immediately. Sunoo cried out, gripping the sheets underneath him to steady himself.
Sunghoon reached to his side, slowly running his hand over Sunoo’s furry tail, before reaching the base. He rubbed the junction of his tail and his skin gently; this instantly made Sunoo shiver and writhe under him. “W-wah, wait…!” he cried, muffling his face in the blankets.
Noticing he was enjoying the feeling, he rubbed harder, gently circling his tail with his hand before tugging lightly. Sunoo cried harder, breathing heavily as Sunghoon continued to thrust into him and fondle his tail, which seemed to be quite pleasurable for the hybrid. Without warning, Sunoo came again. Sunghoon couldn’t believe how sensitive he was and how he could cum so often, but he wasn’t complaining.
He watched Sunoo come down from his high and catch his breath. Leaning, he pressed a kiss to Sunoo’s cheeks and forehead gently, earning a gentle purr from the hybrid. “Do you think you have energy to ride me, baby?”
Sunoo’s eyes perked up at the question, brown eyes rounded and glittering with a glint of enthusiasm. “Y-yes, Hoonie, I do,” he whispered sharply, gripping Sunghoon’s shoulders and pushing him back with renewed vigor.
Sunoo unsheathed himself, watching the way the slick left a hanging trail from his cunt to the tip of Sunghoon’s glistening cock. Sunghoon moaned at the sight, his cock reddened and angry with how his hard-on was still raging.
Sunoo’s thighs straddled his hips, the plush flesh caging his torso like a vice; Sunghoon would willingly give in at any time. Sunoo’s cunt was still leaking in overdrive, smearing viscousness everywhere on Sunghoon’s legs, but he thoroughly enjoyed how messy it all was.
The hybrid hovered over his cock, lining himself up to sheath himself. He glanced down at Sunghoon, eyes sharp as he pierced into his soul with determination.
“I’ll ride you all night, Hoonie,” he purred.
Sunghoon lost his mind once more as Sunoo sank down, his heat enveloping every inch of his cock in a sensation that felt like deja vu. “B-baby…oh my god…” he groaned. He gripped onto Sunoo’s fleshy thighs with the pads of his fingers, biting onto his lower lip so hard he was about to break skin.
“Sunoo…please…” he rasped when Sunoo bottomed out, wriggling and grinding his ass tantalizingly against his pelvis.
The hybrid whimpered as he slowly lifted his hips again, walls of his cunt dragging along Sunghoon’s thick length like it never wanted to let go. Once his tip was about to slip out, Sunoo pushed back down again, pressing deeper than before.
“A-ah…Hoon, feels so good…so good…” Sunoo moaned out.
Sunoo began to set his own pace as he fucked himself on his cock, the initially slowed rhythm turned into a hurried one as he bounced up and down on Sunghoon with a delicious ease. His tail curled around Sunghoon’s leg to steady himself while his hands rested on his chest, balancing him to fuck him harder and harder.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Sunghoon said, gripping and rubbing soothing circles into Sunoo’s thigh with his fingers. “You’re taking me so well, sucking my cock up like it’s meant to be inside you.”
“Y-yes, my pussy is made for you, for you only…”
“Who do you belong to, Sunoo-yah? Tell me,” he rasped as Sunoo spread his legs to ride him at a new angle, hands balancing him from behind.
“Y-you…Hoonie…I belong to you…”
“Whose pussy is this?” Sunghoon pressed once more, reaching up to drag his thumb over Sunoo’s glistening clit. “Tell me who you belong to.”
Sunoo nearly screamed out, legs shaking from the overwhelming sensations. “Yours! It’s y-yours, Hoonie, I’m only yours.”
His pace began to falter, thighs trembling nonstop, indicating that Sunoo was losing steam, strength leaving his limbs as he tried his best to continue. “I’m g-going to cum…” he whined uselessly.
“Cum for me, baby,” Sunghoon urged.
Sunoo’s body was obedient – he released a stream of squirt again, the liquid splashing over Sunghoon’s torso and chest. It came out in pulsing rivulets, drenching both of them in his release.
Sunoo’s legs were quaking from the tremors of his orgasm. He nearly collapsed, but Sunghoon sat up carefully and quickly to catch him, tilting him into a seated position on his cock. The hybrid was crying from the effort – his eyes were glassy and cheeks dripping with tears and snot. His ears were twitching in sensitivity, making him look even smaller than he already was.
“Good boy, you did so well, my kitty,” he murmured, capturing Sunoo in a sloppy kiss.
Sunoo sighed contentedly into his mouth, circling his arms around his neck. In a muffled voice, he said against his lips, “Fuck me more, I need you.”
Sunghoon can’t say no to that, so he slowly began to thrust himself into Sunoo. They both moaned into each other’s mouths, thirsty for more.
“Fuck, Sunoo-yah, you feel so good around me…” Sunghoon gasped, the tightness of his cunt sending him into absolute oblivion. Sunoo mewled as they eased into a faster rhythm, lifting his hips just slightly so Sunghoon could fuck up and into him impossibly even harder.
Sunghoon’s hands found Sunoo’s ass, gripping there hard enough to leave harsh bruises, marks that he had laid claim on the hybrid, not that anyone should ever attempt to challenge him. Sunoo buried his face into Sunghoon’s neck, nuzzling there firmly as he held onto Sunghoon tight.
They were reduced to moaning messes, neither of them able to string a coherent sentence together. Sunoo was blabbering, mumbling nothing Sunghoon could understand, while he himself was gasping endlessly, nearly passing out from how hard he was breathing to keep up with the way Sunoo started bouncing on his cock again.
Sunghoon felt his last bit of resolve leave his body as he supported Sunoo’s body with his arms, beginning to drive upwards into his heat with a fervency. Sunoo whimpered even harder, letting his body grow slack.
Finally, Sunghoon felt his need to cum rising once more. He continued fucking Sunoo, muttering that he was going to orgasm soon. Sunoo’s eyes widened, pleading once again. “Breed me, Hoonie, fill me up with your cum,” he moaned.
Sunghoon groaned, his hips never stopping, so he could fulfill Sunoo's every last wish.
“You want that? You want me to fill you up to the brim, so fucking full with my cum, baby?”
“Y-yes, breed me and let me have your kittens, H-Hoonie…” he cried, tears staining his cheeks.
The begging was the tipping point that sent him over the edge; Sunghoon’s cock twitched inside of Sunoo, and he let go, his orgasm colliding into him so intensely that it had his vision blanking out. He buried his cock to the hilt into Sunoo’s cunt, pulsing and spurting in steady streams into Sunoo’s cunt, spilling every drop of his cum into him.
Sunoo sighed in satisfaction, his ears folded to the side as his heat seemed to simmer for the moment. Sunghoon collapsed over Sunoo, limbs melting from the overstimulation. They stilled, breathing heavily in silence.
“He..avy…” Sunoo mumbled as Sunghoon lay on top of him, both of them sweaty and absolutely soiled from all the cum between them. In their post-orgasm haze, Sunghoon replied something incoherently, so Sunoo eventually gave up, letting him smush him. He nuzzled into his owner’s neck, purring there contentedly.
After some time, Sunghoon carefully peeled himself off Sunoo. He slid his softening cock out of Sunoo, making the hybrid whine despondently. White cum slid out of Sunoo’s cunt in a seeping pace, mixing with the gathering of slick all over his plush thighs. While Sunghoon was in a daze, his eyes glued on the way Sunoo was leaking, there was a guttural, desperate whine that escaped the hybrid’s throat. “Hoonie…”
Sunghoon looked up, meeting Sunoo’s gaze – his eyes were glazed over again, cheeks growing flushed from arousal. More slick came gushing out, which had Sunoo gasping – his heat was still raging. Sunoo didn’t have to say a single word, and it had Sunghoon crawling all over him, body moving in instinct to take care of his hybrid and fuck him exactly how he needed. It was as if his claws caught and dug into Sunghoon’s skin, drawing him back in without any resistance; not that he would complain, anyway.
As they rode out Sunoo’s next wave of his heat, Sunghoon felt himself losing himself in Sunoo’s eyes as the hybrid looked over his shoulder, eyes crinkling and pretty lips parted in a blissful expression. His tail curled around Sunghoon’s forearm as he gripped onto Sunoo’s waist to fuck into him from behind. Atop fluffy, rumpled waves, Sunoo’s orange ears pointed forward in delight, flitting in a quick succession as Sunghoon thrust into him deep; all the while, kittenish mewls escaped his lips in tandem.
That reminded him; Sunghoon would really have to thank Jake and Jay sometime for possibly the best birthday gift they could ever give him.