Kitten (Dan x reader)
Pairing: Dan x reader
Genre: romance, fluff, smut in general
TW: swearing, dirty talk, light bondage, spanking, master/pet roleplay
Word count: 1,941 (I tried not to make it too long)
Happy Valentine’s Day lovelies! So sorry I took over a month to post my first imagine fic. I’ve been trying to ease my way into a comfortable routine in a new college semester after all the stress from last semester. I promise, I’ll get back to those requests I put off from doing for the last handful of months.
Btw how do you like the new formatting? I prefer it this way and to use GIF’s over my photo collages for your visual instead.
Also, I’ve been meaning to tell you guys the good news, but I keep forgetting. RL DAN AND I ARE BACK TOGETHER. We’ve been spending the last few weeks together and rebuilding our relationship after the goddamn disaster of emotions during winter break. We’re very happy now. We moved past his wrong choice and he’s doing so much to make up for it. Long story short, “she” lied about the whole lockdown thing and now she’s apparently dating one of RL Dan’s “friends” (I say it like that because RL Dan hasn’t forgiven this friend for something else that’s an entire different story). What a complicated world we live in. 😅
This imagine has been in my head for the last several days. I knew I wanted to post something for St. Cupid’s Day, and what better idea than to return with some smut? I still got my requests to take care of and this is my way to transition back into that kind of writing. Also, RL Dan and I have been getting a bit frisky too lately, so this is also a bit of a cultivation of my, ahem, raging kinky thoughts. Anyway, I hope ya’ll enjoy. I blame RL Dan for putting me back into this mindset lol.
Standing in the bathroom of your boyfriend’s flat, you take a calculating look on the mirror. You bite your lip anxiously. Dan has no clue you’re doing this for him. On the most loveliest day of the year, you decided to do more than hearts and flowers as your gift for him.
Breathe, (Y/N). You’re doing this for Dan. You want this. You know he wants this.
You giggle softly. This is Dan. You know he’s going to ravage you as soon as you walk out this door, into the lounge, and he lays your eyes on you. You can practically imagine him undressing you with his eyes. Those warm mocha-shaded orbs that’ll darken with lust during your “nights of passion.”
“Babe?” you hear Dan call out from the other side of the door. “What’s taking you so long? I got (your favorite romantic movie) set up.”
“C-coming.” Which you’ll probably be doing multiple times tonight.
You nod at the mirror. It’s Valentine’s Day. You’ve dated Dan for nearly a year. His friends and family adore you. Your friends and family approve of him. You two are hopelessly in love with each other. You two have slowly pushed through boundaries of your physical relationship. Tonight, you’re taking the initiative to push it just a little further.
You unlock the door, swinging it open and heading back to the lounge. Dan is on his usual spot on the sofa, dressed in a casual pair of black pajama bottoms and his green camouflage jumper. He looks up when he hears your enter, and his audible gasp has you internally dancing in joy.
“Fuck,” he mumbles. “(Y/N), what’s the meaning of this?”
“Surprise,” you say softly.
His eyes roam over the length of your body. Thanks to (B/F/N), she helped you put together your outfit for the evening. (F/C) lacy boyshorts. Black lacy camisole. No footwear, because as tempting as it was to complete your attire with a pair of red heels, you found something better to do the job.
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
You smirk. “Meow.”
A pair of black cat ears with blue, purple, and black roses shipped from Hot Topic’s online store is perched on top of your head. All the R-rated fanfiction you’ve read over the years led you to click the purchase button while you did your internet shopping. Not only did the accessory match the clothes, but you knew the colors would trigger Dan’s inner dominant side.
It’s there. All he needs is a little push.
He groans. In a matter of seconds, he’s off the sofa and has his arms around your waist. He cups your face in his large hands, gazing down at you with a soft but carnal expression.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, babe.”
He grins. “Oh, it’s a happy one indeed.”
Leaning down, he presses his lips to yours. You snake your arms around his neck, burying your fingers in his hair. You push yourself closer to him until the lower half of your body touches his. You can feel his hardness through his pajamas.
A soft groan escapes your lips. You can’t wait any longer.
“Bedroom?” you mumble.
He nods wordlessly. You grab his hand, and together you two walk to his room. There’s a palpable tension in the air. Nerves fill your lungs as you think about the rest of the night. Judging by the firm but reassuring grip Dan has on your hand, he’s most likely going to give in to his inner beast. You enjoy whenever that side of him slips during sex, though a part of you remains having doubts.
Will you live up to his standards?
Will you be able to comply if he converts into full-on dominance?
“(Y/N),” Dan speaks once the two of you are in his room and he closes the door. “Are you sure you’re comfortable with this?”
You nod. It’s one of the few things you’ve ever been one hundred percent ready for.
“You can have me any way you want me,” you say. “I’m all yours tonight.”
He looks at you coyly. “Really?”
A corner of his lips tilts upward. “Is my kitten ready for me?”
You flush. Kitten… sounds fitting.
“Yes… master.” You reach into the lone back pocket of your boyshorts and pull out a (F/C) scarf. “Kitten has something for you.”
He stares at the scarf thoughtfully. “What does kitten want me to do with it?”
You step toward him, giving him the scarf. “Master wants kitten… to be tied.”
“Do you now. Then hands behind your back.”
You do as he says. You wait a few seconds as Dan loops the scarf around your wrists, then secures it with a double knot. You move your wrists slightly. It’s tight enough so it won’t fall off, yet still slightly loose so you can move your hands around.
“On the bed.”
Once again, you obey his command, flopping down onto the mattress.
“Kneel.” You move onto your knees so your ass faces him.
“Mmmm…” You close your eyes as you feel his palm caress one of your ass cheeks. “So… delectable.”
You giggle. His choice of words for your butt amuses you.
That giggle instantly turns into a yelp when his palm slaps against your satin-covered buttocks.
“What’s so funny, kitten?”
You bite your lip. “N-nothing master.”
“That’s what I thought.” His fingers slip through the boyshorts, sliding it down your legs. His breath hitches once your underwear hits the floor. Bingo.
You’re startled when he flips you so your back is on the bedsheets. You gaze at him with hooded eyes. “What will you do now, master?”
“What does kitten want?“
Your body warms. Is he really asking me to say it? “You know what I want.”
“Then say it.”
“Y-your hands master.”
“Mmmm-hmmm.” His fingers brush along your bare thighs. “And where does kitten want my hands.”
“Fuck…” His hands move to the straps of your camisole, dragging it down your body and throwing it to the floor to join your discarded underwear. He blinks when he notices that you aren’t wearing a bra.
It was (B/F/N)’s suggestion. She thought it would be “easy access” for Dan.
His lips ghost over your collarbone and down your chest until it hovers over your breasts. You let out a breathy moan when his tongue licks over one of your mounds. You arch your back, silently begging him to do more with his mouth. For a brief second, you wish your hands aren’t tied; by now, you would’ve taken care of matters yourself.
As if he can read your thoughts, his mouth fully engulfs your breasts while his thumb fiddles with your neglected one. Your thoughts temporarily shuts down, your mind only focused on the sensation of his lips. You whimper when his teeth lightly scrapes at your nipple. The slight pain is making you more of a mess.
His mouth and hand ceases their movement. He lifts his head to look at you.
“Who’s Dan?” he asks with narrowed eyes. “I don’t know of any Dan.”
Shit, he’s really into this. “S-sorry master.”
“Tsk, tsk.” He inches his body away from you. “I’m disappointed in you, kitten.”
“It was a mistake, sir.”
“It is… but a mistake has its consequences.”
You gulp. What’s Dan going to do to you?
You brace yourself for the likelihood of another spanking, so you’re surprised when his hands trails down the length of your body and makes their way to your now moist pussy. You exhale harshly when two of his fingers suddenly thrust into you. Your reaction results in a grin slowly appearing on his face.
“You like that kitten?”
You nod, unable to elicit any words. His thumb joins in on the action, rubbing moderately-fast circles on your clit. You spread your legs wider. You buck your hips to meet his fingers – whatever punishment he has planned, at least you’ll receive an orgasm out of it.
Except you don’t.
You whine when Dan withdraws his fingers. He smirks at your annoyed expression, playfully raising an eyebrow. “What’s wrong, kitten?”
Damn you. I’m not letting you have the upper hand.
You resist your whine. “Nothing master.”
You bite your lip. “Sir, why do you still have your clothes on?”
“Hmmm… seems like kitten thinks she’s running the show.”
You blush. “It was just a question, sir.”
He chuckles, patting your head. “Don’t worry, kitten. Do you want them off?”
“Yes master. I’d like that very much.” you reply enthusiastically.
“Anything for my kitten.”
With your pussy still longing for a release, you watch as Dan removes his clothes. You sigh in content when he lifts his jumper and throws it off, exposing his toned bare chest. Your lick your lips when he pushes his pajamas and boxers down his legs. And this… this is all mine.
Once Dan’s closed are all gone, he joins you back on the bed. He hovers over your body, peppering kisses on several areas of your skin until he reaches your face. Your lips meet, and you pour your sexual frustration into the kiss. You suck on his upper lip, even biting it a couple of times. He practically shoves his tongue through your mouth until it’s as if you can feel every inch of it. You absolutely love it.
“Please master,” you beg when your mouths disconnect.
“Please… fuck me.”
He smiles. “As you wish, kitten.”
You moan in relief when he finally enters you. Hips flushed against his, you’re even more relieved when he reaches behind you and unties the scarf, throwing it to the floor to join your discarded clothes. His mouth nips at the column of your neck. With your now free hands, you grip onto his shoulder blades.
“Yes…” you hiss. “So good.”
He forgoes his usual gradual pace, instead going for an immediate quick pace. Pounding into you relentlessly, your moans reaches a higher pitch that could rival any belting singer. You don’t care how loud you’re being. Phil’s not around and your neighbors should understand it’s Valentine’s Day. It’s not every day you get a dominant, oh-so-sexy boyfriend.
“I love you,” you groan, not caring that you’re breaking character. He inches away from your neck to look at you.
His own mask falters, brown eyes filled with adoration. “I love you too. Now come for me, (Y/N). Come on master’s cock.”
You yell his name in ecstasy, your inner walls fluttering around him. Your arms hold him tighter against you. You swear you see fireworks over your eyelids, because all you can see is a spontaneous explosion of bright colors. Your body shakes, and as Dan reaches his peak too, you bite his neck to contain any more screams. As loud as you are, you don’t want his neighbors to think you’re being murdered.
“Ah…” you breathe out when Dan pulls out of you. Your hair is tangled and your cat ears are haphazardly close to falling off.
“We should’ve done that sooner,” he muses.
He laughs, moving so he lays on his back. “That wasn’t too much for you?”
“Nope.” You lay your head on his chest. “It was perfect.”
“That’s all that matters, love.”
The two of you lay in comfortable silence for several seconds before you angle your head up.
“Again?” you ask.
“Already?” he says in amusement.
“It’s not even midnight. We got time.”
He smiles at you mischievously. “Well then.” You squeal when he tackles you so your back returns to lying on the mattress. “There’s more where that came from, kitten.”
I actually do have those cat ears. There were a few different choice colors when I went to Hot Topic to purchase them. I ultimately chose the one I wrote in the fic since the colors suit me and purple & black are RL Dan’s favorite colors. The blue is a bonus. It’s so adorable and RL Dan gets all mushy whenever I wear them.
Idk why I didn’t write this sooner. I had so much fun working on this. 😍 To save this as my comeback for 2017… I’m glad I waited.