Dressed Up Kitten

"Look at this sexy little outfit, kitten," Mykal purred into his ear, groaning softly as he kept his eyes set on the mirror. "Do ya like wearing dresses baby? Do they make ya feel pretty?" Aspen couldn't help but blush, he looked so... different. His cheeks were red and his eyes were watery, he'd have to thank Cameron for using waterproof makeup on his face because if he hadn't he'd probably look a little odd. His hair was disheveled but the hairbows stayed in place so the ears weren't disturbed, his body bent and the skirt was hanging down and covering himself, swaying with the movements of their bodies.

"Y-Yes, A-Alpha," He stammered out shyly, his thighs trembling a little. He really did like how he looked, he felt pretty--it was impossible not to when he could feel Mykal's eyes devouring his reflection through the mirror.

"Ya look so fuckin' good baby, you're taking me so well," Mykal praised him, and warmth spread through Aspen as Mykal's hands bunched the skirt of the dress up under his hands, exposing his ass to the cool air of the room. Aspen shivered and cried out as pleasure coursed through him in sharp waves that left him breathless. He was so full, every movement of Mykal's length inside of him left him gasping and trembling, his knees weak beneath him as he fell into a bottomless pit of euphoria.

He was floating atop an ocean of pleasure, the only thing preventing him from sinking was Mykal's grip on his waist, gentle but strong. It made desire race through him as Mykal's warmth seeped through the thin fabric of the dress. His skin was practically vibrating under each touch, feeling almost as if every cell in his body was colliding together full force and it felt so good, he couldn't think. Mykal's speed increased more, and it took his breath away. Every pull and push of his hips left Aspen feeling on the brink of collapse--he just wanted to cum.

"P-Please, Alpha," Aspen pleaded, his face heating up as he looked up into the mirror and took his appearance in. He looked so wrecked, his mouth open and his face heated, teary eyes from the intensity of the pleasure, and he could see Mykal behind him. He towered over him, his muscular chest slipping into view with every outward movement of his hips and it made Aspen feel a little foggy. he looked so strong and in control behind him and it made him feel as if he were going to burn alive.

"What's that, kitten? Use your words." Mykal teased, squeezing his waist a little as his eyes roamed over his back. "Does my kitty wanna cum for me?" Mykal asked as he slipped one of his arms down under his bent body, holding him stable as his other hand ghosted over his erection through the fabric of the dress again. Aspen pushed his hips forward into the touch and nodded his head, moaning loudly in agreement.

"Y-Yes!!" Aspen gasped, his mind too consumed and foggy from the pleasure taking him over to figure out how to work his tongue to say much else. Mykal's hand slipped under the skirt and wrapped around his length, tugging him off in time with his movements inside of him. Aspen let out a cry of pleasure, trembling as pleasure crashed down over him and threatened to pull him under the waves.

"Cum for me, pretty baby," Mykal murmured, sinking his teeth down into the exposed skin on the side of his neck just above his collar. Pinpricks of pleasure washed over him, tingling through his body in a way that had him moaning and losing himself to orgasm without even a little bit of hesitance, catching the sight of Mykal's hand moving his hand to the tip of his dick just in time for him to release into his hand. Mykal moved his hand to wipe it on his skirt, but Aspen wrapped his hand around his wrist and pulled his hand up to his face, meeting his eyes in the mirror as he licked his hand clean before pressing a kiss to the palm of his hand.

"Fuck." Mykal growled biting down into his shoulder as his movements inside of him sped up before falling out of rhythm. Mykal seemed to have finally lost his composure and it left Aspen feeling electric shockwaves of pleasure racing through his overstimulated body. His cock ached between his legs, but the pain of it was a non-issue with the pleasure overruling everything. Aspen let out a choked moan and shuddered when he felt Mykal push inside of him, his hand hitting the mirror as he tightened the grip around his waist. Aspen let out a whimper, sinking forward against the mirror, grateful for Mykal's grip around him because his knees gave out.

Mykal leaned down and pressed a kiss to his temple and then his ear, shivers of pleasure creeping through Aspen as he twitched when Mykal pulled out of him and then held him up against his chest. Aspen rested his head back against Mykal's chest and met his eyes in the mirror blearily for a minute, humming quietly as his heart slowed in his chest. Everything around him felt soft and fuzzy like fog had invaded his mind. His body was tingling, his anxiety felt distant, unimportant, and forgettable.

He was vaguely aware of Mykal's hands touching him, moving him over to the bed, when his body hit it he whimpered and curled up on his side, his skin practically vibrating in the aftershocks of the pleasure, a pleasant sensation more than anything. It was a gentle reminder of why and who made him feel the way he felt. He blinked up at Mykal once and didn't even try to open them again. He felt lips brushing along his forehead and cheek as Mykal leaned over him. A soft hand lifted up to his cheek as he felt Mykal push him over onto his back.

Aspen tilted his head and nuzzled into Mykal's hand, inhaling softly as his scent washed over him and wrapped around him, familiar and comfortable, settling around him like a blanket. He inhaled again softly and purred when the hand slipped up his cheek and pulled at one of the ears on his head gently before it was removed and his fingers working on the plastic band in his hair before it was pulled out and his fingers were running through his hair, scratching as his head in a way that made him even more loose and relaxed than he was before. He just completely turned to goo, his mind blanking more.

He was so content, warm, comfortable, pressing into the touch and contact. He could hear someone speaking to him but he can't really pay attention to it with the warmth and softness wrapping around him. It was soft in his ear, insistent and calming, the same as the warmth wrapping around him and in a moment of clarity his brain managed to tie everything together--warmth, comfort, scent, voice and his brain whispered: Alpha. Aspen struggled to blink open his eyes, somehow managing to pull the cotton from his mind enough to look up at Mykal.

He looked so handsome, his hair falling down onto his forehead, his brown eyes deep and soft. Aspen whimpered as he felt the back of Mykal's hand run over his cheek and he was filled with love and adoration for him. Alpha, he thought to himself as he reached out towards him, maybe he'd said it because Mykal's smile brightened and Aspen felt warmth seep into his bones.

"Hey baby," Mykal murmured, the words so soft that Aspen wanted to wrap himself up in his voice and drown in them. Aspen smiled tiredly, not quite able to figure out how to work his tongue as he blinked up at him lazily. Mykal chuckled softly, and it made his heart speed up happily in his chest.

"My good kitten," Mykal leaned down over him and pressed kisses along his temple and down to his eyelid softly. Everything was soft and light and gentle and Aspen was floating aimlessly in the feelings. "Ya did so well, such a good boy." The praise sent a burst of warmth through his chest and he couldn't help but squirm a little in delight as the words seeped into his mind and echoed around the empty space; You did so well, over and over until it faded into silence. "So well, I'm so proud of ya kitten, you're so beautiful and perfect," Mykal's fingers ran through his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp and he whimpered. "I'm so proud of ya. You're so perfect, baby," Mykal praised him softly.

Aspen squirmed happily and slipped his eyes shut as his mind continued to swim with softness as if he were in the center of a cloud. "I love you, Alpha," It came out slurred and jumbled, but if Mykal cared he didn't show it. He was perfect, Alpha thought he was perfect. It made giddiness speed through him. He felt so good.

"I love ya too, princess," Mykal murmured softly, pressing his lips against his temple again. "I'm gonna get you undressed so we can bathe, okay kitten?" Aspen didn't think he could've voiced a complaint if he had to, but he didn't even try. He just sighed happily and let his body relax down into the mattress as he felt Mykal pulling at the clips holding his stockings into place. He felt too floaty and heavy to help. He whimpered in apology and Mykal hummed softly.

"It's alright, kitten, Alpha's got ya." You've always got me, Aspen thought as he nodded softly and purred softly, his eyes slipping shut a final time as he fell straight to sleep.