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Viktor was weird about sex sometimes. He loved Jayce- that was never going to change- but sometimes he didn’t want pleasure the same way his partner did.
Today was one of those days. Jayce wanted to fuck Viktor, but Viktor’s body just wasn’t feeling it. Jayce didn’t quite understand it, but he understood that it was one of Viktor’s boundaries, and that’s all that mattered to him. But right now, with his puppy-addled mind, he didn’t quite realize until Viktor told him in words.
“Jayce, puppy, look at me.” Viktor said, setting his book down. Jayce obediently stopped his grinding against Viktor’s legs and looked up at him, hands on his partners bony knees. Viktor cupped Jayce’s face in one hand. “I don’t want to do this right now, sweetheart, I’m sorry.” He spoke gently, thumbing at Jayce’s cheek. “You’re a good boy, you didn’t do anything wrong, okay? I just don’t feel like it right now. Do you understand?” There wasn’t a hint of harshness in his voice, he spoke lovingly and softly as he explained his feelings to his puppy.
Slowly, Jayce nodded, visibly a little upset at being denied pleasure. He whimpered.
“Oh, no no, puppy, you don’t have to stop, it’s okay. Just not with me, alright?” Viktor tried to calm Jayce. “How about you go get one of your toys, hm? Do you want to bring Mr. Fox into the living room and play with him?” He offered.
Jayce perked up at that, nodding and barking happily, no longer upset about not getting to touch his owner.
“Fetch!” Viktor smiled as Jayce crawled off towards the bedroom. Such a good puppy, so obedient and excited. He just wants to be a good obedient boy and follow orders, even if that means not doing what he wanted.
Jayce returned with a fox plush, holding it by an ear between his teeth. He walked slowly and carefully, trying his hardest not to trip over the dangling toy. Viktor thought his little wobble was just the cutest thing.
He went back to his book as Jayce crawled slowly to the living room, head held high so he didn’t trip on the plushie’s dangling limbs, and positioned himself on the rug. He looked at Viktor and barked twice.
Viktor looks up and is met with puppy eyes. Jayce barks again and whimpers.
“Ohh, you want me to watch, puppy?”
Jayce nods.
“Okay, I can do that.” He says. “Come a little closer, sweet boy.” He pats his knee for emphasis.
Jayce takes the fox’s ear between his teeth again and scoots closer to Viktor. His cock is leaking. The rug will have to be cleaned.
“There you go, puppy.” Viktor’s voice is warm. “Go on sweetheart, play with your toy.” He encourages softly.
Gently, Jayce begins clumsily positioning Mr. Fox on his back. The plush is fixed in a laying position with its front arms sticking straight out and its back legs stretched behind it. Viktor had bought it for Jayce as a present, knowing he would love it. It’s big enough to cuddle and play with, and it very quickly became Jayce’s favorite toy. He loved rubbing his cock against Mr. Fox’s tummy and even between his legs every once in a while, though that was mostly just when he’s missing Viktor’s little pussy and needed desperately to fuck something.
He lowers his hips to grind his leaking cock against Mr. Fox’s tummy, moaning as the soft fur brushed against his sensitive head.
“Does Mr. Fox’s tummy feel nice for you, puppy?” Viktor smiles.
“Arf!”
“Yes, he’s so soft, isn’t he? Feels good on your puppy parts?” Viktor didn’t refer to Jayce’s cock that way very often- he thought it sounded stupid- but he knew Jayce loved it.
Jayce nodded frantically, hips speeding up. His collar jingled with each thrust, the clipped in set of puppy ears flopping, too, with the movement.
There was something about playing with Mr. Fox out in the living room that spurred Jayce on more than usual. It was humiliating, in a way, desperately humping his plushie like an animal in front of his owner, covering the soft fur of his toy’s tummy in cum. He felt pathetic and needy; he was both.
He started to drool as he whined, yipping softly with each thrust. He drags his cock carefully up the dipped seam in the middle of Mr. Fox’s belly, moaning loudly and smearing fresh pre-cum against the fabric.
And crouched down here on his forearms and knees, humping his plushie on the living room floor in front of his owner, Jayce thinks abstractly in the back of his mind that this must be what it feels like to be in heat. He’s been reduced to nothing more than a desperate little dog, nothing in his mind but hump, hump, hump, cum, cum, cum, be a good boy, be the best doggy, be a good dog and cum all over your toy.
“Are you close, puppy?” Viktor asks when Jayce’s thrusts start to get sloppy and his whines start to get louder.
Jayce nods between whimpers.
“You’re such a good boy, Jayce, you’re so perfect for me. You look so cute humping your toy, do you know that?” Viktor soothes.
Jayce finally speaks up- unusual in his puppy state. “C-call me a- good boy a-again… please,” he begs, humping his plushie so furiously it’s as if he’s trying to get inside of it somehow.
Viktor smiles fondly and leans forward, reaching a hand out to tangle in Jayce’s hair, softly petting him. “You’re a good boy, Jayce. My good boy. So cute and perfect…”.
Jayce whimpers loudly as he cums on Mr. Fox’s tummy, dirtying his plushie. It’s okay, Viktor will wash it. He nuzzles his face against his plushie and ruts lightly, slowly coming down from the high. He pants harshly, calming as Viktor strokes his hair and scratches down the nape of his neck.
“How was that, puppy? Do you feel better now?” Viktor asked, lifting Jayce’s head with a hand under his chin.
Jayce looked him in the eyes and nodded enthusiastically, rutting a bit again.
“I’m glad, sweetheart.” He smiles. Two fingers hook under Jayce’s collar and tug gently. “Now c’mon, pup, you need to get off of Mr. Fox so that I can get him all cleaned up.”
Jayce whimpered, clutching his plushie tighter and burying his face in it again, shaking his head. His thighs tightened their grip around the fox’s midsection and protested with a tiny, sad sounding hum. He bit down on its ear.
“Oh, honey…” Viktor cooed, carefully slipping off of the couch to kneel in front of Jayce. He pet his hair lovingly again. “Jayce, my sweet thing. I know you love Mr. Fox, but you cannot let him sit with wet cum on his tummy!” He giggled. “How about you take him to the bath with you and get you both cleaned up together?”
Jayce considered for a moment, rolling his head back and forth while he ground his teeth thoughtfully on the plush ear in his mouth. After a moment, he slowly nodded.
“Good boy!” Viktor praised, smiling. “Do you want my help, or can you do it yourself?”
Jayce shook his head, readjusting his hold on the ear before shimmying off of the plushie to stand up on all fours again.
“Alright then, run along now, puppy, go wash up. I will come check on you soon.” Viktor promised, gently lifting himself back onto couch to continue his book.
Jayce hurried off to complete his task, plushie dragging on the floor as he crawled to the bathroom.
Viktor definitely doesn’t walk in later to find that Jayce has made no progress and has instead been humping his toy against the edge of the bathtub for the past twenty minutes.