What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 11|Kitten: Jorbyn- Smut

Summary: Corbyn gets a kitten for Christmas

Corbyn's POV
Corbyn was on the floor, sifting through the mound of presents in search for his. The other boys, except for Zach, were sitting on the couch waiting to see who's gift he would find first. They took turns, each would find one present meant for then, open it, then move back for the next to go. Typically they went youngest to oldest, Zach was beside Corbyn because he was too anxious for his next turn to sit on the sofa. He found a blue box with a bright yellow ribbon, after checking the tag to confirm it was his, he pulled the lid off. Icey ords went wide as he looked down at a drown and white kitten, curled up in a tight ball as it slept peacefully." Oh my God." The frost blonde whispered in shock, the cat's ear twitched. Eyes blinking open and looking up at the figure staring down at it." Hey, little guy." He cooed, the tom stretching before placing his front paws on the box's rim, mewing softly. The oldest picked up the young feline and pressed him to his chest, fingertips gently massaging its head. The drown kit purred happily, leaning into his touch." I love him, thank you so much, Jacky." He glanced back at his curly-haired best friend, a soft blush coated his cheeks as he scratched the back of his neck." It was nothing really. I just remembered you telling me how much you loved cats when I found this little dude out in the snow. It was fate." He admitted sheepishly." Great, now all of ours are going to look like trash compared to Jack's." Daniel joked, making the others laugh. Corbyn felt something soft against his neck and looked down to see that his cat had nuzzled his head in to the crook of the faux blonde's neck. The blue-eyed boy felt his heart melt as he pressed a kiss to his small ear.

~ One Month Later ~

" I've had you for so long and you still don't have a name." The blonde mused as he stared into his kit's dark blue eyes. He was laying on his back on his bed and the cat was doing the same, both looking at the other upside down." I hope you aren't mad at me, Kit." He added, the young tom rolling over and climbing to his feet. He walked over to nuzzle against Corbyn's cheek, meowing sweetly." I guess that's a no, huh?" He chuckled, sitting up. The bleached blonde yawned softly as he stretched. The kitten doing the same seconds later, making him giggle. I've defiantly fallen I love with my cat. I don't care what anyone says, they are not jerks. The pair had become very close in the time they had spent together, the spotted tom never left his owner's side. He follows Corbyn around his house, he went with him to get the mail, they ate breakfast together, of course they cuddled together, and when the blonde forgets to close the door all the way. He would be right by his side in the bathroom." Come on, Kitten." The blonde called, the cat jumped off the bed and trotted after him. He went into the kitchen and reached for some hot chocolate, it was a rather cold one today. He heard an upset mew and felt a small paw rubbing against his pant leg." Sorry, you wanna come up?" He chuckled, bending over and picking up the furry creature before placing him on the counter. The feline curled up against his stomach, purring softly, Corbyn scratched his head, smiling when he looked up at him with those big, shimmering eyes. I never figured out why his eyes look so human, there's so much emotion in them. Even if I don't know what that emotion is." You know I love you right? Even if I can't figure out what to name you." He reassures with a sweet smile, the smaller mammal let out three meows, that sounded strangely close to I love you. The moment was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He reached over and grabbed the device, answering it immediately." Hey, Z. What's-", he started." CORBYN! I need you're help! It's me and Jack's anniversary and I have no idea what to get him. I figured since you're his best friend you may know." The younger explained quickly." Oh, this is an emergency. Why didn't you say that! Don't worry, Zach, just stay calm and don't give anything away. I'll be there soon." The blonde hung up and looked down at his cat." I have to go, Kitten." He informed, making the cat whimper as he placed his paws on Corbyn's chest, big eyes set in a pout." Don't look at me like that. I'll be back soon, I promise. Then we can cuddle all day." He cooed, leaning down to kiss the top of the tom's head before getting his keys, putting on his shoes and leaving. The white-speckled kitten walked over to the windowsill, watching his owner's black car drive away. Once the blonde had disappeared from his sight. He hopped off and got on the couch, morphing into his human form.

Jonah's POV
As much as I hate it when he leaves, it does feel good to be in my human form. Jonah thought as he laid down on the sofa, I feel bad for lying to him, though. He doesn't deserve that, but what if he hates hybrids!? I don't want Corby to hate me, I love him too much to let that happen. The brown haired boy left the living room and made his way to Corbyn's. He flopped down on his side of the bed, burying his face into the pillow and taking a deep inhale of his scent. Letting out a rumbling purr as the incredible smell filled his scent glands. His eyes closing as he did it again, letting the blonde consume his thoughts. The older stepping out of his bathroom, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, barely concealing the massive length he hid beneath. I remembered following the droplets down a toned chest, making his abs and pecs glisten. A moan forced its way up at the thought, hips beginning to grind forward, pants becoming tight. His hand traveled down, slipped off his sweats and briefs, releasing his already swollen penis. Hissing softly as he pressed it to the cool fabric of his master's sheets. He imagined, the blonde dropping the towel before walking over, eyes half open and dark, with a few strands of wet, naturally drown hair sticking to his forehead. He was leaning over me, the picture of dominance as his canines dragged across my neck, finally finding a spot to sink in. He whimpered loudly, the tip of his member already weeping pre-cum, Jonah had never been able to last very long, but he could cum over and over again. Sometimes masturbating four or five times a day when Corbyn would leave for hours. He gripped the sheets, rough growls filling his mind." Daddy." He whined out, his nose surrounded by his intoxicating scent, once slightly open eyes fluttered shut, his dick twitching violently. He grinded down harder moaning out in pleasure." Daddy!" He cried as he came hard, waves of sweet ecstasy rushing through his body causing soft, pathetic whimpers. The roll of his hips slowed to a stop, gentle pants leaving his body as he became aware of the warm, wet patch his chest and, now soft, penis were pressed against. Not again, I have to clean this up before... His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of tires pushing down on rocks, barely open blue orbs shot open. Dammit!

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