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Devon keeps on telling me I am too loud when we're together in bed.

I keep on telling him that being quiet is not precisely easy when you have a 7-feet-tall hyena on top, pleasuring you in all kinds of ways. Well, he might not actually be that tall now that I watch him closely, but he certainly looks like it when he's towering over me. I can see his stronger frame rising in front of me, deep blue eyes piercing through my soul as his paws wander down my body, touching all the right spots...

"You're doing it again, Robin," he says, pretending to be annoyed. He's frowning, but I can see a smirk growing at the corner of his lips. "Do you want the whole neighborhood to know you're about to cum or what?"

I blush heavily as I try to catch my breath.

"C-come on! I know I'm moaning but I don't think I am... that loud..."

"I don't think you're really aware of just how much noise you're making," he claims, crossing his arms on his chest and tilting his head. "I'll have a line of people begging me to do them tomorrow if you keep going like this. I assume most of our neighbors must be jealous of you now."

Even though I know he's kidding, I can't help but scoff. Always so full of himself.

"Well, this is all your doing, you know," I accuse him, trying to fight his subtle smirk with a flustered grin. "If you weren't this good at... this, then I wouldn't make so much noise. You're practically asking for it."

His smirk becomes somewhat more noticeable.

"I know," he admits. "And I love how noisy you are. It's just, I think you're giving me ideas."

I don't like it when he uses that tone.

Obviously, what I actually mean by that is I really like it when he uses that tone. It almost certainly means I'm in for a treat.

"What do you have in mind?" I ask.

A part of me doesn't want to talk about this. I just want him to keep going. I might have been humping the air a few times now that he's stopped. He's aware that he's making me eager, and I love it.

"I have a lot of things in mind," Devon assures me. His huge paw climbs from my groin to my jaw, gently tilting my head upwards. "You, on the other hand, are going to leave it empty for me. Jussst for a while," he adds teasingly.

I'm forced to stare into his eyes.

They're... not blue anymore. I don't know what color they are. I feel myself dropping, being sucked into the endless abyss - weightless and heavy at the same time, the room fading away from existence. His dominant presence grows even stronger as I become small, really small. As I drift, I can barely tell there are words being whispered into my ears. I just lie there, naked on bed, his big hyena body covering mine completely.

My tongue lolls out. My mind unravels for him.

I'm not sure whether it's been long or short. When I snap out of the trance, I realize I've been tied to the corners of the bed. There are ropes around my wrists and ankles keeping me in place. I struggle briefly, just to feel them bite - not too harshly - into my skin.

Devon is next to the bed, crouching near a cabinet, apparently looking for something.

"Wuh... what..." I ask, my head still spinning. "You did it again, didn't you?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

He finally finds what he's been looking for and stands up in all his height. It takes my eyes a few seconds to adjust to reality again, but I can tell he's holding a magic wand and my cheeks warm up with furious red.

"Y-you're not serious," I mutter.

"Oh, I am very serious."

He climbs on top of me again, his fur caressing my body as I tremble, squirming helplessly as the anticipation of what's to come shakes me to my core.

"I am going to be really noisy about this," I warn him.

Devon tilts his head again, a cocky smirk creeping up his face.

"Yeah?"

He doesn't give me any time to get ready. As he lowers the tip of magic wand and pushes it against my still hard erection, my whole body convulses and I open my mouth, eyes rolling back with pleasure. I feel the ropes tightening around my skin, firm but not painful.

No sound comes out of my open mouth. I am completely silent and the pleasure builds up, no way of letting it out, no relief.

When I realize what's going on, it hits me so hard that I immediately feel myself getting dangerously near to climax. But obviously, he's made sure I won't go past that point without his authorization.

It's the kind of thing he'd do.

"Hmff... g-gosh..." I manage to say once he moves the magic wand away from my throbbing member. My chest rises and sinks heavily and I try to catch my breath. It's the most intense thing he's ever made me feel. "I... I..."

"See? I knew you could keep quiet for me."

He brings the magic wand down and pushes it against my cock, his other paw pinning me down to the bed. All my muscles tense as the pleasure hits me like a truck, the tight ropes around my wrists and ankles being the only thing that keep me from squirming so much that I'd drop from the bed.

My eyes roll back yet again, my mouth opens, my chest swells and the muscles around my throat seem to act perfectly fine - but no sound comes out of me. I'm completely, utterly mute under his command. Gagged with no gag. Helpless and quiet.

"Struggle all you want, kitten," I hear him say through the unbearably heavy mists of bliss. "Nobody's going to come and rescue you now. And I can guarantee you're in for a long, loooong night."

Oh, no.

He's using that tone again.