Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a concientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be.
The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapien. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed.
Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human.
So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?
As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
All pet types are best suited for certain jobs, and when hunting for one, it is best to search for a type that suits your needs best.
However, a "True Match" - when a pet person bonds with you and only you for the rest of their natural lives - comes naturally, and sometimes takes time before you can find the pet you will be able to give a forever home to.
According to all current research, pet people are completely sentient and like us in many ways. However, it is important to remember that they have many animalistic and feral characteristics. Do not be foolish and think that your pet is a person, despite the facts that many are clothed and may be allowed to read, write, and have "hobbies." Some traditional pet owners may eschew these frivolities, and that is within their right.
Pet people age more quickly than humans, at least physically, and many types have long lifespans. It is not uncommon for pets to be passed through the family. When getting your child their first pet, it's important to keep in mind that just because the pup is tiny now, a grown pet can be jumpy around a small child.
It is important to train a pet. Discipline will be necessary. This does not make you a bad owner. Failure to train early will result in a rebellious pet. Training is especially important if you want your pet to serve as a household servant.
Remember, your pet will be extremely protective of you, especially if you are Truly Bonded. It is best to socialize them early. A socialized pet is a perfect family pet.
These days, unowned and unbonded pet people are allowed to live as strays or "Frees" in certain designated areas. Some even hold "jobs." This is against their best interest, and owners who adopt these strays are to be rewarded. Still, the best place to get pets are from liscenced kennels or breeders.
Some masters find it beneficial to participate in activities with their pets, such as shows and other competitions.
Finally, much has been made about the sexual relationship between pet and master. This is a normal facet of the bond, and humans are sure to find pet people sexually alluring. But beyond that, it is only responsible and prudent for owners to care for their pet's needs. It is a well-known fact that the libidos of pet people are remarkably strong, and when they go into heat, it is usually more convenient for a master to relieve them. There is no risk of pregnancy. All rumors of hybrids are urban legends.
Despite this, masters must remember to not view their pets as romantic partners. Humans should stay with humans.
With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master! |
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I promise. [He shifts his hips, as if encouraging his tail to press up against him, his free hand trails down...] I know that you will take good care of me, Tatsumiiii~
[Mayoi glides his tongue along the path he traced with his teeth and then swiftly pulls away from him. It is a mean tease, but also, he would like for Tatsumi to give chase, as Mayoi sprawls across his bed on his back with a wide, sharp smile. Eyes bright and excited.]
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Instinct drives him to sit up just as quickly, before he swings a leg over Mayoi and plants himself on his thighs. Tail whipping dangerously, ears twitching, Tatsumi's hands seek Mayoi's wrists. As soon as he's pinned with hands beside his head, Tatsumi leans over him, breath coming in shallow bursts.]
I can hardly control myself... I'm sorry, Mayoi-san. I know you expect me to be better than this...
[His teeth find Mayoi's neck and scrape over the skin of his throat. He nuzzles the pink lines left behind, then laps at them delicately.]
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[As he's pinned down, Mayoi let's a little gasp escape him, but it does not make his smile falter. Instead he gives a delighted little laugh and looks up at Tatsumi with something both adoring ...and hungry.]
I expect Tatsumi to be Tatsumi and he does not need to hold back in front of me.
[Being held down like this ...as it burns a flame in his gut that he willfully wishes to spread through the rest of his body. He writhes under Tatsumi's teeth, letting a filthy little noise escape him as Tatsumi's tongue finds his flushed skin.]
Blame meeee for your shattered control ...I-I am the one who is goading you into giving in, after aaaall~
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I've never seen this much of you... You're beautiful, Mayoi-san...
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[The sting of claws down his arms is enough to get a soft whine out of him, but little else. With his hands free now he reaches forward, pulling on Tatsumi's shirt.]
...Even like this, you are still so adoring and sweet. I thought as much.
[He does not pull with the same force as Tatsumi, but he is urgently trying to free him of his clothing.]
You must be burning alive... will you let me fix that for you...?
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Yes... Please... I've been burning up for two days...
[Worrying Mayoi wasn't an option, so he bit things back, looking for an opportunity to sneak away. Now he doesn't have to. He gets to love Mayoi the way he's desperately wanted to.
Wisely, he backs off enough for Mayoi to get his shirt off. Then his own hands return to Mayoi's skin and go lower...]
May I...?
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[He speaks haltingly, as Tatsumi ravages his neck. He is going to be covered in marks by the time they're done... He's way less concerned about it than he probably should be. Oh well.]
[Mayoi leans up just enough to pull the shirt right off of him, throwing it aside. He also takes that chance to finally shrug out of the remains of his nightshirt and it joins Tatsumi's on the floor.]
You may~
[He glides his hand up to cover Tatsumi's and then guides him lower.]
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[Now that the floodgates are open, he might as well embrace admitting to his near-obsession with his master. It seems dangerous to do, until Mayoi's hands are on his and guiding him lower...
Then he knows that he's never known danger like this. If he's been like this for two days, and this is the dreadful peak, he assumes he'll have another day or so of this frantic need gripping him. For the first time, he's looking forward to it.
His fingers hook into Mayoi's waistband as he shifts back to give himself room to pull the pajama pants off Mayoi's hips. His head bows again, and he trails heated, reverent kisses behind the progress of his fingers.]
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[As firm as he can manage while Tatsumi is giving his attention where he is. Mayoi's hand releases Tatsumi once his pants are gone. While Tatsumi has it much worse, Mayoi was starting to burn up, too. Every bit of clothing off is a welcomed reprieve so much so that he starts on the underwear without Tatsumi's prompting. His suppressed, weak instincts are waking up little by little and it's going to swallow him up.]
[Which ...he really doesn't mind. They're both in blissful danger of losing themselves here this morning.]
[The heat of Tatsumi's mouth on his skin gets another full blown whimper out of him, and this time he tries to stifle it with one of his hands. If it wasn't obvious by now, Mayoi was not going to be ...very quiet through this.]
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Don't tempt me to touch you more often... I'll do it without a second thought.
[He doesn't mind the sounds. Actually, he loves Mayoi's voice, whether he's singing in his idol activities or simply speaking--and now, this. This is the sweetest sound in the world.
Moving where he needs to to get out of his own way, he eases the last pieces of Mayoi's clothing off with the last shreds of his self control barely hanging on. Then, with an expression like a man seeing his savior, he runs his fingertips down Mayoi's hips and thighs. Again, he trails his lips--and now his tongue--in their wake.
He's never wanted anyone the way he wants Mayoi. It isn't just the season, he's sure... it's an attraction he's been trying to ignore or call simple fondness. But now he knows another facet of it, and it's undeniable. He adores his master more than he ever thought possible.]
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[Mayoi was, at his core starved of intimacy for such a long time. The things that lead to his need of a service pet to his career as an idol… to be touched in this way was both a fantasy and an instinct he’d worked for so long to stifle. Now he has been just as much uncaged as Tatsumi.]
[His free hand slides into Tatsumi’s hair, raking through his scalp and around the base of his ears. Those soft, expressive ears… Mayoi loves them to death.]
[Mayoi’s own nature …all he has to show for it are two almost invisible scars on his back. Impossible to see but perhaps easily felt by the right touch. A silent symbol for all of his secrets and fears.]
[While Tatsumi leaves a trail of fire along his skin with his lips, Mayoi arches and moves, as if encouraging him more, he needs more. Tatsumi’s touch is practically intoxicating and he’s long gone.]
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Mayoi-san...
[He knows he shouldn't touch an idol like this, but the forbidden nature of it just makes him more devoted to making it perfect, in case it never happens again. At least down here, he can leave marks that would be too risky anywhere else. So he does, lavishing attention on every inch of Mayoi's hips and stomach.
His instincts beg for something else, for a very particular kind of satisfaction... but he's patient. His lips linger on Mayoi's thigh, and he pulls his leg up slightly, putting all his effort and ardor into kisses and bites. Then his gaze shifts to the left, and...]
May I...?
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Hmm…?
[Catching his breath, Mayoi looks at Tatsumi from where he is paused. With his leg up and Mayoi’s incredibly obvious arousal right next to him. With a grin his hand slides out of Tatsumi’s hair, gliding down his jaw to brush his thumb against his lips.]
To your hearts content.
[He smiles, but this time it is with such a fondness. He leans up on his elbow with his other hand, leaning forward to press a soft kiss into his hair.]
I want you to be happy and satisfied when we are done… so you have my permission to do what ever you desire, Tatsumi.
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What I desire still seems impossible to ask for...
[Though he doesn't doubt he'll try to take it with gentle suggestion, considering the offer. The instinct to mate is warring with his desire to serve Mayoi, and he's struggling to find the middle ground.
His fingers run up the opposite thigh and find their way up to his hip, then carefully, reverently, he runs them down Mayoi's length.]
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[The thoughts are gone the moment he feels Tatsumi's touch, and his back hits the bed once more with a gasp. He really is touch starved if even this small amount of attention is making his entire body want to writhe under him.]
I-I can't imagine...there being something you would ask for that I would deny...!
[Of course the implications haven't caught up with him just yet, but really, he would give Tatsumi the world if he asked. He thinks as much as he lies there, at the mercy of his hands.]