when i wake up at noon •sope smuts•

small kitty •🐱•

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yoongi is a tiny boy, who has really sensitive kitty ears. and hoseok, is his gentle and nurturing, yet slightly sadistic, lover.

○crying/tears
○hybrid ??? he just got ears and a tail man
○very sensitive yoonie
○soft dom hobi♡
○size kink (•-•')
○overstimulation
○bites
○idk maybe corruption? hoseok likes yoon cause hes tiny and cute
○theres a booty spank
○bewwi light mention of tickling and grazing (like, its not really that big)

🧸everything is consensual🧸
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for his entire life, yoongi has been quite remarkable. perhaps most notably for his big heart, his intelligence, and his talent in many arts. he is a man with many talents and many gifts.

not only was he remarkable as a person, but in other ways. this included his tiny, petite body, his pouty pink dollie lips, his squishy tummy, and his cute smile. but most notable of all, were his own feline extensions: a big pair of kitty ears and a fluffy white tail.

he is truly beautiful. and cute. even his voice is soothing, like honey.

yoongi was visiting the park when he first grabbed the attention of jung hoseok.

hoseok: a man who was a bit younger than yoongi, but always looking to gently care for and nuture something or someone. he had a caretakers heart.

when he had first seen the kitty boy, yoongi seemed weak and fragile. in the best of ways, helpless. although, he was probably more than capable of defending himself, he carried the helpless spot at his core, but only displaying it to those who wanted to feel it. hoseok was one who definently wanted to feel it.

from the moment he saw him, hoseok had an urge to just squeeze the air out of yoongi. suffocate him in a big, tight, warm squish. sometimes, hoseok thought it was a shame that yoongi wasnt 5 inches tall. he couldnt hold him in his hands like a seedling, or little squirrel.

since the day hoseok gathered courage to speak to yoongi, he knew he wouldnt let him slip through his fingers. and to his luck, yoongi saw the comforting, nurturer in hoseok, and kindly accepted his time.

the two have been seeing eachother for a year now, and for 5 of those months, have considored themselves as an official couple. they lived together in a cozy apartment, with a beautiful city view.

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yoongi trusted hoseok with his life.. but he was always so shy about one thing.

when he felt, small, weak. desperate.

when his little pair of blue underwear was dripping an off-white, sticky substance, and he couldnt help the wimpers that passed his plush lips.

those times when he gripped onto the sheets, thinking of hoseok rubbing his small little sides, oh so gently. the faintest of touches. imaging him peppering gentle kisses on his tiny tummy. on his barely protruding, pot belly.

usually, when he felt these things, he hid under the covers and rutted until he calmed down. or hoseok would notice, and take control.

this morning, however, an oblivious hoseok took a shower and went to cook breakfast for the two; all while yoongi was trembling.