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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Ain rather likes that about him. Leaving hickeys on someone isn't as easy as it seems, but just the sensation alone of Vash trying — and probably succeeding, fuck, they'll find out tomorrow — is riling Ain way the fuck up. He totally does want to be covered in all manner of bruises and bitemarks at the end, yes, and he ekes out a moan about it. Like there was any question in anyone's mind about the things Ain is into.
He jerks his hips forward into Vash's, the slower rock now going to nearly full-on rutting. He's not sure if he wants to press back into Vash's hands, or grind on his hips, so. Both. Both will do.]
That's it... mm, you learn quickly, don't you?
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Mmm...?~ Do I?
[He hums into Ain's neck, breaking off from one of those attempts to instead pepper the skin with lighter butterfly kisses, noticing the way Ain has taken to trying to lean into his palms just as much as he's rocking against his front.
So what, then, if Vash decides to take matters into his own hands (literally) by finally bringing his metal fingers down to cradle the base of Ain's wing, deliberately pressing his fingers there to just barely rub the edges of it? There's no accidental brush or mistaken touch here like the first time, it is 100% purposeful.]
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You do. You're doing a good— aahn...
[A good job. A good job, he meant to say, but now there's a hand rubbing the base of his wing, and Ain is reminded of the last time those hands really got in there back at the dingy apartment. It feels like so long ago, when he was letting Vash preen for him and warned him, be careful where you put your hands. When he sat on the bed and Vash kissed down his spine and— oh God, yep, he can feel the whiny bottom energy eking out of him.
He is so sorry for who he's about to become, babe.]
H...ah, Vash... here, bring your leg up just slightly...
[He's going to ride Vash's thigh while Vash plays with his wings, he doesn't even care how desperate it makes him look.]
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But suddenly, his attention is distracted. He tilts his head a bit away from Ain's neck to look and see where his own legs are situated, as if he's forgotten in the last five minutes of them putting their hands all over each other. It takes him a moment to resituate, but once he has, it means that Ain is sitting right up on his leg with plenty of room to rut against him to his heart's content, all while Vash is getting nice and personal with those baby feathers on the base of his wings.]
There...s'that better?
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Mm... haha, you can still be in charge if you want. I just...
[He is. Hard. And intoxicated. And Vash's hands are on that special spot on his back that makes him not think of how long he can keep himself on the edge like he usually does, but rather how many times a guy can make him cum. And boy, it is a whole other type of intoxication to think of how much sweet, innocent(ish) Vash can make a mess of him.
The next time those fingers press against the base of his wings, really press and rub at them, Ain's hips drag alongside Vash's thigh at just a slight enough angle to make him shiver. The angle doesn't work for full-on contact with his front, but it's close enough to get a reaction out of him. Sensitive enough to make him wonder if he should at least unbutton his pants and free himself before they continue. He does not do this, because he's too busy yet again digging his nails into Vash's chest.]
Your thigh is... so... fucking nice.
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Vash exhales sharply, fingertips dancing along the edge of Ain's wings. He decides to switch gears, moving from metal to flesh hand to tease those wings, giving him both the advent of touch and the warmth of Vash's fingertips. Said fingertips may not be moving with a whole lot of finesse right now, but muscle memory is a thing...and he remembers exactly what used to make Ain tick before.
He leans in and presses an open mouthed kiss to Ain's collarbone, having aimed for his pulse again but very obviously completely missing the mark, instead too focused on smoothing out his feathers, eventually burying his fingers inbetween them so that he can rub nearly against the skin underneath with the pads of his fingers.]
You're so hard...
[Vash whispers against his neck, voice husky and thick from the alcohol, his heels audibly shifting against the carpeted floor by the bed as he tries to move his hips again, yet once more isn't able to get a whole lot out of it. Ain, though...Ain sure as hell will.]
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Well. Vash's fingers are digging into his wings on all the sensitive little spots Ain goes crazy about, and there's the lingering sensation of bites along his neck, and Vash's words in his ear making him whine and then
hips jerking up into his, and Ain clings for dear life like he's actually being railed right now. He's not, but the way his arms wrap around Vash's neck and the way he practically sings into the man's ear might say otherwise were anyone to hear this.]
Va-ash! [Once more, his hips cant downwards, and he shivers bodily.] Vash, pl— please, more, don't stop— Vash—!
[Ain doesn't last much longer than that, a few broken cries of Vash's name spilling from his lips as he thrusts forward once, twice more, and then lets himself uncoil like a tightly-wound spring in Vash's arms. His vision goes white, then black, and it's only after he's left shivering and panting against the man that he realises he closed his eyes at some point through the orgasm.
Leave it to climax to sober him up. He's going to need just a minute to cool down before they continue.]
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In terms of actually rocking against Ain, Vash isn't doing much. What he is doing is rubbing his fingers against both wings like he's found the g-spot and refuses to lose it. He gasps along with him even though he's nowhere near actually reaching his peak himself, still agonizingly on the precipice, not even on the edge just yet. Does that mean he's going to stop moving his hands, even while Ain cums? No, absolutely not. He might let up on the pressure just a small bit, but otherwise he keeps working him through it, the same way he would have if his hands were elsewhere.
With his mouth still on Ain's neck, he kisses him there lazily a few more times past a smile dancing on his lips, and while his pants are too thick to really feel the dampness between them just yet, he'd have to be completely blacked out to not have realized what happened just then. Of course, it helps that Vash remembers the unique sounds Ain makes when they're having sex, those sweet coos and frantic trills he lets out like this is the best thing he's ever felt, and they've really only just begun.
Though Vash can feel himself aching trapped in his slacks, he tries to focus on Ain instead as he sags boneless against his chest, his hands moving from his wings to rest safely against his spine where he can't do any more damage...not yet, anyway.]
Hahah...sorry, sorry. Was that too much...?
[He hopes making you cum was okay, he didn't think it would happen that fast-]
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Actually, I think we could do more of that in the future. [So, no, not too much.] You can probably [definitely] make me cum with just my wings alone, though.
[Picking himself up off of the floor, Ain makes his way toward the closet. Remember the egregious amount of sex toys that were discussed, yeah, that box is coming out now. It's actually not that many, but a bigass plastic bin of various toys is egregious enough to be brought up, clearly.]
Mm... but I become a quick shot if I don't have control of the situation, haha.
[Oh babe he can tell.]
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Oh, no, he's fine. He just had to participate in floor time for a minute, but it's all good now. Vash leans back a bit, pushing himself back on the bed so he's more in the center of the mattress instead of sitting on the edge, metaphorical ears perking as he watches Ain saunter his way to the closet...tailfeathers bouncing as he goes...why did he have to be wearing pants right now.
He has not so soon forgotten the mention of all of Ain's sillicone boyfriends. And yeah, a large plastic bin is kindof a lot for someone like Vash, who has never even seen a toy like this in person before.]
Oh, is...are those your-?
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Haha, yep! I thought earlier... it would be fun to use some of these on you.
[He thought a lot of things earlier. All of them were very much things they might not have had time to do before. And last time they had sex, Ain was all about the edging, so... he thinks he'll switch it up tonight. He has to keep Vash on his toes.
The lid on the bin is one of those that swings open from the middle like a set of trapdoors, and from there Ain just starts pulling stuff out. There are a completely Normal amount of dildos in here, most of which have the suction cup on the end, and he happily demonstrates the fact that they stick to stuff by sticking one of them directly against the headboard (to be removed later, probably) and giggling about it. He's very mature.]
I think the batteries in some of these might be dead.
[He's hitting the button on a long, cylindrical Thing recognizable to anyone else as a vibrator, and it's not turning on. But Ain comes prepared, see, and by comes prepared he means he's got a few packs of batteries stuffed at the bottom of the sin bin. One swap later, aaaand... yep! It works! Great.]
I know you're waiting on me here, [he Sees your dick sir,] but... do I need to explain any of these to you? You don't have a lot of experience, after all.
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Maybe...I wouldn't have thought something like that would need...batteries?
[He can hear it hum, but he may not quite realize yet what that humming means.]
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A lot of them do. I'm sure you'll know exactly what I mean soon, but the vibrations feel good, sometimes. Some of them pulse or move. And there are these dildos that you can have shoot white lubricant through to simulate the sensation of a partner's orgasm...
[They probably don't need to get too far into the weeds with this, on account of Ain will not be using cockrings or beads on Vash tonight, but those will remain as Suggestions and Surprise Tools That Will Help Us Later.]
I usually like these smaller, remote-controlled vibrators.
[The reasons why will likely become apparent at some point; those are the kind you can just leave alone, hands-free, and torture someone half to death with. They're the fun ones. But Ain's trying not to break Vash off the bat, kind... of.
With the walkthrough done, though, Ain sets out a few things to try and turns his attention back to their clothes. How have they Not stripped each other yet.]
Haha, but you're still dressed! Let me help you.
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But YES. CLOTHES. Vash is feeling incredibly restricted in his, and he can’t imagine that Ain is feeling much better right now in his very Wet Pants.
So Vash just reaches out and makes grabby hands at Ain, gently tugging the long sleeve covering his elbow once he ventures close enough.]
Mmmkay. Cmeeere…
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Ain shuffles about to strip Vash down, starting with that shirt he was trying and failing to take off earlier, which ends up somewhere on the floor. Pants follow, and then Ain pushes Vash back so he's laying down.]
You're so pretty.
[Ain reaches his hand down, fingers curling around Vash's dick. He's teasing, as he always does, when he begins to lightly stroke it.]
I'm sorry I neglected you for so long! Just let me take care of you, okay?
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The frustration is short lived, because in the time it took for him to get Ain's clothing off, Ain not only stripped him but also has his own hands exactly where Vash wants them, causing him to falter as he heaves out a stuttering breath against the bird's shoulder.]
Nhhh...- ah....please...
[He is so egregiously hard that Ain could honestly just get him off with a few quick, expert flicks of the wrist. Though we all know he's not going to do that.]
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Just relax, okay?
[Ain leans over Vash and starts peppering his cheeks with kisses, soft and loving, shifting between his legs. He braces a hand against Vash's knee, brushes the fingers of the other against him... doesn't quite penetrate him yet, though.]
Oh, and you don't have to hold back tonight. Haha... I won't let you do that much.
[If Vash isn't Empty by the end of the night, this will be a colossal failure. With that in mind, though, that's kind of the only warning Vash gets that tonight will be different from the last time. Then, while he's kissing his way across Vash's neck, over those old hickeys he left before they went out... Ain finally bothers to penetrate his partner, just with one finger to start.]
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...well, maybe a small bit. Just a little frustrated. You would be too, if your boyfriend just came in your lap and you couldn't do anything about it.
Vash exhales shakily again and nods without answering, instead laying back against the bed as Ain settles between his knees, kissing him, tracing fingers across already sensitive skin...he's so focused on Ain's lips dancing across his neck that he doesn't even realize where he's reaching.
Then, Ain slips a finger inside, and Vash keens desperately, breathing in so hard that it catches audibly in the back of his throat.]
A-Ain-!
[Normally, just that little bit...it wouldn't be much. Certainly not enough to elicit a reaction that strong. But Vash has had time to be worked up to this point already, his body already aching for more as he tries to rock his hips against Ain's hand.]
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The last several times they did this, Ain was a bit more methodical and purposeful in just how he fingered his boyfriend. A little less focus on pleasure, though not entirely, and a little more focus on getting things done so that he could rail the man into a smear. This time, though, Ain is focused very much on the pleasure, adding more fingers and curling them inwards, a slow drag.
On one hand, he could probably wait until Vash is good and ready and introduce a toy and watch him bust in two seconds. On the other hand... Ain is an evil, mean bird.]
You're doing well. I've got you.
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And it's...not stopping. Every time Vash expects Ain to pull his fingers free, he doesn't. When he thinks he's going to move them faster to loosen him up quicker...he doesn't do that either. Every slow press inwards is deliberate and purposeful, right down to the way Ain's fingertips catch on his most sensitive spots inside.
And holy shit, it's different from before. A good different, mind, but this feels very much like being fucked, except with Ain's fingers instead of his dick. Before long, Vash can very well say that his hand is just as welcome, because he's jerking his hips up helplessly with every gentle thrust, struggling to keep a straight face.]
A-aaain... [He's almost whining, petulant in his desire for more as his good hand tugs at the sheets.] Ain...Ainnn...
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[His cute boyfriend... sigh. Ain really wants to treat him right, and apparently right now that means making him have Too Many orgasms. Thisisfine.
On that note, though, Vash looks like he's right on the edge, but not quite there yet. He knows Vash is going to have to suffer a refractory period after this, that they'll both be waiting a little bit, buuut... at the same time, Ain can't resist quickening the pace, sitting back on his calves to really enjoy the sight of Vash jerking his hips and trying so very hard to keep himself sane. It's genuinely endearing.
He figures he'll help Vash along, though, so Ain curls the fingers of his free hand around his boyfriend's dick and starts jerking him in earnest. It's not slow, it's not teasing, and he's not going to stop at all. For once in his life, he intends to let Vash cum the first time around.]
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Okay no he probably WILL, to SOME degree, because he's unfortunately more human than Nai is with his super knives. He was not blessed with super-human abilities in that department, but it's probably for the best he isn't. It would make for An Experience if Vash was just fine while they had to wait for poor Ain to catch up.
Vash doesn't know about the sound-proofing spell, by the way. But he's...too drunk right now to think about how loud he is or isn't being. When he starts sobering up, this might become an issue where he tries to hold his voice back, but otherwise? Yeah, no, Ain's name is leaving his lips like a prayer, desperate and constant because it's like he's forgotten every other word in the english language. All that his brain has room for is Ain.
Ain, Ain, Ain-
Again, if he were sober, he might try to stop himself here. He could guess that Ain was leading up to something after all, but if he's going to touch him this deliberately? Then there's nothing he can do. He gasps, eyes flying open wide as Ain suddenly takes hold of him, pleasuring him from both sides, his shallow breathing quickening to a fever pitch. His hands lose their grip on the sheets as he bucks into Ain's hand, his jaw working like he's attempting to say something that he just can't get out.
Vash cums with enough force to not only paint Ain's hand, but also his own chest with it, which means it's a good thing they got stripped before this because that's not a stain that would have been fun to scrub out of a red jacket. His good hand reaches up to half press to the side of his face, not quite covering it so much as laying there thrown across his forehead because he has no idea what else to do with it.]
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He can't help but smirk lightly as Vash loses himself, and Ain's sure to keep his hands moving throughout, making damn sure to milk everything he can from his boyfriend. Only when Vash eventually becomes a boneless heap does he stop, let go and pull his fingers out, and quickly he reaches over to grab tissues to clean his hands off.
Then, of course, comes the affection. The kisses along his cheek, Ain moving Vash's hand out of the way to kiss it, too. Kissing his lips, his neck...]
Haha, was that good? [no it was the worst 0/10 do better.] I'm not quite done with you yet, you know.
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Don’t mind Vash as he chases those kisses a little, trying to kiss him back even though he is audibly out of breath.]
You…you can’t be done. We just started…
[He laughs, faintly, turning his head so he can bump his temple gently against Ain’s.]
Needed that…
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[This is all just a precursor. With that said, Ain accepts Vash's kisses eagerly, even if he has no oxygen in his lungs right now. When their heads bonk together, Ain nuzzles into his master and sings a brief few happy notes.
Then the kissing starts back up. He really can't resist, even if Vash does need some time to come down from the high and catch his breath; Ain's lips trail over his, then across his jawline and just underneath it, where he wastes no time biting immediately. Like they're just going back into it, there's hardly a real break in here.]
Oh, but... [Ain kisses the spot he just bit.] If you have any requests or need me to stop, just speak up.
[You know, just because he wants to test Vash's limits doesn't mean Vash can't have his own wants, too.]
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