Hound

14

A few months later...

I lick her slit, burying my face in her warm wetness. My hands steady her heart shaped ass as eat her out, licking and sucking at her p***y.

What a f*****g way to start a chapter, right?

She moans, falling forward a bit.

“Don't...stop.”

I pause.

She shoves my face back between her legs.

“Don't stop!”

She cums on my tongue, making me lick my lips. I smack her ass, getting up.

“I hate it when you ambush me like that,” She complains, picking up the towel she dropped.

I shrug. If she bends over, especially naked in front of me, I can't do nothing.

I kiss her lips, massaging her tongue with mine. She moans in my mouth, as I push her back up against the wall, taking advantage of the situation, making it full makeout session.

Her lips are so full and soft. Like pillows.

I grab her ass, pulling her closer. I love the way it jiggles.

“Babe,” I groaned, nuzzling her neck. “Give me attention."

She pushes me away, sitting on the couch. I follow her flopping down, putting my head in her lap.

She groans, texting on her phone.

“Who's that?” I ask nosily.

“My boyfriend. He says he's got beef with you.”

I snort. “Well I'm a vegetarian, and I'm not f*****g scared of him.”

She laughs, as I snatch her phone.

Liar. She's playing Candy crush. I sigh. I'm feeling very needy right now, who the f**k knows why.

Maybe I need more Vitamin C. Maybe I haven't tasted enough blood this month.

“By the way,” She says, snatching her phone back as I win the level for her.

“You left my diary at me house.”

My body heats up. Okay, first of all, it's not a f*****g diary. I'm a man, okay, a manly man, and I don't have a diary.

There's just this little book, that I sometimes carry and write about the events of my day. But it's....it's not like mushy s**t, okay?

It's like an calendar, basically.

“I read it.”

She read it? She smirks down at me, putting her finger under my chin. “You really like me don't you?”

My face heats up. “You—shut the f**k up!”

I look away. Not because I'm embarrassed, or because she's right. All that's in that little book is appointments. And a few...ramblings, y'know?

Doodles, I get f*****g bored okay? f**k!

She smirks. I lean up to kiss her. She lets me.

“Pay attention to me,” I demand.

She pushes my face, losing another level of candy crush. She's gonna run out of hearts soon, and I'll be damned if I get out my phone to send her some.

“Oh my f*****g God, Wendy! Pay attention to me!"

“Why are you so needy? Are you on period?”

“Maybe, pay attention to me!”

Honestly, this is usually her. But...I don't know. I think I'm sick. I just want attention. She's not giving it to me. I'll just keep whining until she does.

It's whatever, y'know? I'm not required to work. I bought this apartment straight out. I have enough to keep me alive for a long f*****g time.

I can literally do this all day. Nonstop. Just whining pay attention to me until she does it.

“Wendy! Pay attention to me!”

“I'm paying attention you whiny fucker!"

She says that. But she's not. She's losing candy crush.

“You're not! Pay attention to me!”

“Oh my f*****g God!" she roars, throwing her phone against the wall. I blink. She blinks.

“That was my new phone."

I snuggle into her lap. “Can you rub my head now. And my ears?”

If this were a cartoon, there would be a whistle going and smoke coming out her ears.

“You—!"

“If you don't pet me I'll go on a killing rampage and it'll be all your fault. And I'll write your name in their blood so everyone knows this could've been avoided if you gave me a little attention!”

She looks left. Right. Her hand rests on my head, and she strokes it. I smile.

See? So simple.

Besides, last week she told me she'd spell my name in entrails if I didn't give her my snacks, and give her head in the next five seconds.

Sometimes, she's more a dude than me.

I move my head, making her pet me just like I like it. This is the life.

“A-are you purring?"

“No!” I look away, clearing my throat.

The last time I purred was the winter of 06. I was caught in a blizzard. With five women from various countries. Let's just say... I don't feel cold for a second.

“Does this make you purr," She rubs my scalp, making a sound come from my chest.

“Oh my God it does! I almost forgive you for making me break my phone!”

I want kisses.

“You're so spoiled,” She complains, as if she hadn&t been the one to spoil me.

Daily p***y changes a man. Don't be like me. Keep your p***y weekly, or you'll become weak, and ask for attention, and come a pet who just wants kisses.

I've literally lost all ambition. My plans have halted in favor of being her lap while she strokes my hair and tells me I'm adorable even though I'm not.

You'll start thinking things like, I want kisses. You'll start purring. And soon enough, you'll even respond favorably to the cursed, Good boy.

I'm telling you, it's not what's it cracked up to be. But if she took it from me now, I'd probably die.

LOL.

Seriously though, I don't know how I was even living before. Did I hunt for p***y like a caveman?

Who knows. But those days are over.

“What are you thinking about?" she take my head.

“I want kisses,” I blurt.

“No! You're such a brat.”

But...I want kisses. I deserve kisses. I didn't even say anything when all my f*****g Oreos were f*****g a-f*****g-gain.

“Why not?” I rub my cheek against her lap.

“Because. Next thing you know, you'll want me to bathe you, and feed you too.”

Would that be so bad?

I lick her neck. “I want kisses, Coco.”

“Don't,” She smacked my head. “Call me Coco.”

I flinch. Um, ow. Damn.

“But Coco I want kisses.”

What has become of me?

She smiles. “You're so tame now. A few months ago, you would've never done this.”

I say nothing.

“Why are you so needy for affection today? There must be somw reason.”

Honestly?

“Because...Coco I want kisses.”

She rolls her eyes, laying a kiss on my lips. And another.

We seem like a couple, but it's more of a, any intimate contact either of us needs comes from the other agreement.

That includes kisses. And now, it includes snuggles, cuddles, and a whole bunch of other mushy s**t.

And today, I want all of it.