[ His voice. His mannerisms. Everything about him is associated with positive feelings for Junpei. The memories of the care and personal attention he’s gotten from Nobori make his heart swell and his face light up at the sight of him. Some pets are food motivated, but Junpei is absolutely best rewarded by praise from his trainer. ]
Good morning, master!
[ He leans into the touch to his ear, tail swishing happily behind him. This cheerful, content Junpei is a version of him only Nobori really gets to see. Anyone else walking up to the cow would get a suspicious look and soon a nice view of Junpei’s backside as he turned away from them.
The morning health check is another activity he greets with enthusiasm, displaying his readiness by assuming the position: lifting his arms up to allow the other full access to his torso. He wears a tiny cow print bikini for modesty, even if as a pet he doesn’t really care about being nude. He’s filling the outfit out a little more than he used to for sure, the once almost concave area of his belly starting to noticeably round out. A testament to Nobori’s excellent care.
His body tingles in anticipation of his trainer’s touch, something he shied away from when he first was adopted. Any attempt to pet him would make him visibly flinch, but now he craved the other’s hands, never seeming to get enough attention. ]
[ ah, it certainly warms nobori's heart to see firsthand how all those tireless efforts have rendered his attention and touch a source of happiness and comfort alike for junpei. it'd brought him great sadness to see a bovine specimen brimming with an untapped potential so burned by human contact that approaching hands had brought him nothing but fear and dread.
now, though? the enthusiasm, the willingness, is like night and day. nobori rewards him accordingly with a soft touch to junpei's cheek, briefly cradling it in his palm. he's been warmed by the sunlight. ]
It would seem our efforts are bearing fruit. Bravo, indeed...
[ while he speaks, he allows his hand to trail along the side of junpei's neck, then down to the curve of his waist. with a sound of approval, his other hand settles on junpei's other side; nobori takes his time with applying pressure to the skin over junpei's ribcage interspersed with gentle squeezes. every day, it becomes a little bit harder to count his ribs by hand, which is exactly what they're seeking to accomplish.
he pauses there, very deliberately not closing the distance between his hands and the chest area. of course, for cows, checking on their chest is what first comes to mind. and that is very much a logical line of thought, but he's learned through experience that gradually building up to touching such a sensitive (and sometimes tender) area equates to better handling. ]
We shall weigh you later, of course, but I am feeling quite optimistic with the adjustments to your diet.
[ splaying one hand on junpei's stomach, he lets his fingers dig into the new, soft layer of fat for emphasis. the fact that there's enough here to lightly squeeze is proof of how far they've come. ]
Thus far, is it to your liking? If you desire any changes, please do not hesitate to inform me.
[ Each touch sends happy tingles down his spine, and it’s all he can do not to let out a little moo. They slip out sometimes in moments of strong emotion in spite of him trying to mimic his human trainer in behavior as best he can. It only makes sense for him to want to be more like the person he admires the most in the world.
He always gets especially excited when those kind hands get close to his chest, something primal deep inside him craving to be touched there. Again he schools himself, remaining standing straight and only slightly biting his bottom lip.
The hands on his belly make his stomach muscles twitch noticeably, and he feels his cheeks flush. After his chest, that’s his favorite place to be touched, causing him to feel warm and dreamy. The question being asked floats past him and he almost misses it in his haze. ]
Ah ... s’good. I really like what you feed me.
[ It’s not just said to please him, the diet is very flavorful and he always finishes what he’s fed entirely. He swears he can taste the affection his trainer has for him in his meals, filling him up and helping him grow. ]
What’s for breakfast this morning? Is there fruit?
[ He licks his lips without realizing it. Not that there aren’t certain elements he especially gravitates towards. ]
[ some people have called him paranoid for performing health checks every single morning. and perhaps there is some truth to be found in that, but can anyone blame his wish to ensure junpei's good health and happiness when considering how sweet and well-behaved he is? an adorable pet, truly.
with both hands loosely curled against junpei's belly, he lets both his thumbs rub into his skin in small circles, occasionally stopping to press a little more firmly. there's even a brief bout of one of his fond laughs. ]
There is. I will leave the specifications a surprise, however.
[ anticipation is a very powerful tool. and nobori utilizes it in more ways than one; just as it seems like he's finally moving upward, to that softened chest, he lets his hands trail off to feel along junpei's spine before they come back to his front.
the spine and abdomen indicate no pain or lumps, which leaves the breast tissue. both of nobori's hands cup the softness he's fostered there from below, careful not to put too much force into any squeezes. he seems to deliberately avoid touching junpei's nipples for the time being; the most he does is circle their outlines through the fabric.
tantalizingly close. but not quite there. ]
I was thinking that you could have your breakfast in the house today. There is a matter I would like to ask your opinion on, but I believe that discussion would be better suited there.
[ though junpei now lives in a barn that is entirely his own, the most natural environment for cows, there had been a period when nobori kept him inside the house so as to help in establishing the necessary trust and positive associations. it's for this reason he believes it to be the most soothing venue he can offer.
that, however, is for later. right now, junpei is behaving so well that he's more than earned a reward: a simultaneous squeeze to both his nipples through what little fabric covers him, followed by a gentle, rhythmic tugging. ]
[ Trying to convey information to the cow while teasingly circling his nipples is not the best idea, as even when they’re not being touched directly it’s making him kind of brainless. His lips part as he lets out a pant, eyes starting to roll back in his head as excitement builds in his chest. It doesn’t matter how often this happens, it still works a treat.
At the mention of the house, however, Junpei does noticeably perk up. Those early days of his new life are very special to him, living in the home with his trainer and learning how it felt to be lovingly cared for. It means that the house is sacred ground, and he relishes the times he’s allowed to enter it again. He doesn’t dislike his barn, it’s cozy and comfortable, but the house is special. He’s instantly curious what Nobori wants to discuss with him. Another change to his diet? To teach him a new trick? Are they going to another exhibition? While he gets nervous around strangers when his trainer opts to show him off, the pride he shows in him more than makes up for it. He’ll endure their stares and rude pokes if it makes Nobori happy.
He doesn’t get to ponder it very long before he’s rewarded with his nipples being stroked and his mind does truly go blank with pleasure. He throws his head back and lets out a moan of a moo, no longer concerned with acting human. While he’s never had a calf and therefore doesn’t produce milk, the wiring is still very much there. Stimulating his udders seems to have become even more productive as he’s gained fat there, making him even go so far as to stomp his foot from how overwhelming the pleasure is. ]
[ he is rather— no, very prone to babbling on, even when the productivity of the action is questionable at best. it's part of the reason why nobori feels more at home with pets than with other humans, honestly. the nature of the relationship renders this mannerism of his something that can border on a comfort rather than an annoyance.
it becomes less about what he's actually saying, and more about the sound of his voice in and of itself. though right now, it would seem junpei is still capable of processing that information, even if only by a hair's width. it feels reassuring in turn, getting visible proof that the house remains a safe haven for junpei.
which comes with its own reward: one slightly harder tug, followed by another that sees him lift the entire weight of junpei's udders by his nipples, slowly squeezing down on them. ]
You have grown wonderfully, Junpei.
[ when he lowers junpei's udders again, the pulling shifts into rolling each nipple between his thumb and index finger instead. variety is the spice of life, and that must certainly hold true for milking one's precious cow as well. the praise he offers is as genuine as they come, brimming with affection and pride alike. ]
And that is something you both can and should take pride in.
[ “I’m so lucky” - he thinks that everyday. It doesn’t matter how much Nobori talks, he cherishes every word. Even when the wonderful attention to his udders makes holding onto thoughts difficult he does his best to try and listen. Keeping quiet is impossible, though, whimpers escaping his lips as his nipples are played with. Beneath him his legs tremble, each tug and lift sending a zap of pleasure to his nethers. The desire to lean against his trainer is high, but he fights it. This is the struggle every morning when he gets inspected, not melting into a drooling mess at the expert handling of his body. ]
It’s ... Ahhn! It’s all thanks to you. I couldn’t have done it without your care. My body is a reflection of your excellent husbandry.
[ For a cow, Junpei is unusually well spoken. Others of his species tend to be short on human words, more inclined to communicate in bovine sounds and body language. Wanting to emulate (and impress) Nobori he’s embraced human language and taken to learning it with great gusto. There are occasions he sees other members of his species at exhibitions, but he always feels distant from them. Even before he’d been adopted other cows seemed to sense he was different and avoided him, and he was fine doing the same.
Besides, it wasn’t as if any cow could excite and challenge him the way Nobori did. Through his glossy, bliss filled eyes he gazes at him with pure adoration. ]
[ it certainly isn't lost on him, all the effort junpei has spent learning to speak like a human. rather, it cements the latent potential inside him which had gone neglected for far too long. at the exhibitions they've attented, people have sung nobori's praises as if he's polished a pebble into a diamond, but he is always adamant that all he's done is give junpei the foundation of love and care he needed in order for what he already possessed to bloom.
in particular, it's this awareness of these manifestations of junpei's adoration that makes nobori wish to treat him well more than he already does. this why, as he lets go of those udders for a breather, his hands settle on junpei's more rounded hips to usher him close. giving permission that yes, he may lean against his trainer for both the support and a healthy reminder of nobori's affections.
gently, he takes hold of that bovine tail, running his fingers along it in long strokes to feel its fur. smooth, glossy, and soft like velvet. ]
You have always possessed these capabilities. You were simply not given the tools to realize them until now.
[ satisfied with the condition of junpei's tail, nobori moves on to his ass, cupping it in a hold that gradually converts into a squeeze, much like he'd done to his udders. kneading, almost. ]
[ His rump is definitely showing the progress of his weight gain as well, there’s more heft than there would have been even a few weeks ago. Above those rounding globes that healthy tail swishes as Junpei gladly takes that encouragement to lean in, letting go of his composure fully to nuzzle the side of Nobori’s neck affectionately. In this position his trainer will be able to feel those full body trembles, hear the cow’s breath hitch as he’s having his ass squeezed. ]
Mmmooo! I mean ... master! Ah! S-so good ... !
[ So close to where he’s being fondled, between those thighs that are also starting to become plump, the fabric of his bikini is becoming damp. As much as he tries to control himself, the touches from his trainer always manage to excite him like this. He’s so wet the fabric is clinging to his folds, not helped by the fact the attentive hands are making him rub his thighs together in pleasure.
There’s some frustration his bell is in the way to prevent him from being totally flush against the other’s body, but he makes up for it by giving a loving lick to the shell of Nobori’s ear. He’s especially amped up this morning, those inspecting fingers feeling as if they’re stroking his very core.
There have been some that mutter that a cow being so attached to a human is going to make him useless for breeding, that’s he’s going to be resistant to bulls rather than submissive as he should be. Indeed, there had been a few instances at the exhibitions of bulls showing sexual interest in Junpei and him being standoffish. He’d stomp his foot and snort at them grumpily before seeking out his trainer to soothe him. ]
i had a Vision (TM) while writing this novel of a tag but just lmk if taking this angle isn't cool
[ contact between trainer and pet is an interesting beast. despite its intrinsically sexual nature, and despite all times nobori has helped take the edge off for animals who become aroused from his daily handling, he has, in fact, never before grown hard in turn. even when feeling the utmost love for any one animal, having them squirm and moan in his hold, temptation to cross a boundary some other accomplished (but rather controversial) trainers swear by disregarding has not come up until he began to care for junpei— and perhaps that is all the more reason to maintain a professional distance, so that he may re-establish a healthier degree of detachment.
but junpei is not a cow he can view through a professional lens. not when he's spent weeks upon weeks keeping said cow inside his own home, something nearly unheard of when it comes to cattle, and dedicated all that effort to help him heal from past wounds. nobori should've been discouraging this proximity, but junpei's trust and love have proven themselves difficult to turn down. he even surprises himself with missing that additional presence in his home from time to time.
the recent contacts nobori's had regarding what his future plans for junpei are, given his lack of interest in any bulls, haven't helped.
all this is to say: nobori is not quite as unaffected as he may have succeeded in fooling them both to believe, and the hot, wet drag of junpei's tongue in an area where he's sensitive (and how might it feel where he's more sensitive still?) only serves to cement this fact through the low noise it draws out of him. the way it makes him falter. when they're pressed this close, it'll be so much more apparent when the pace of his heart quickens. not to mention the hot lump within his slacks, and its ability to cause problems down the line.
but he still doesn't cut any of this off. how illogical. ]
Y-you needn't... no, nevermind.
[ it's a weak protest, and he knows it. that's why he decides to try a bit of distraction: while one of his hands stays on junpei's ass, the other slides between them to drag his fingertips along junpei's slit through those soaked panties. the hand still fondling junpei's ass lets go of him to catch his bikini and tug it upward so the fabric digs into his crotch. ]
[ It certainly works to distract Junpei! The intense sensation of the pressure to his already throbbing clit makes him cry out in surprise, hips bucking and head tilting back as his pupils are blown wide. He has to reach out to grab Nobori’s shoulders to keep himself from tumbling over as his legs turn to jelly beneath him.
It takes him a few seconds to recover from the shock, panting as he gazes at his trainer with lusty half-lidded eyes. He’s been attracted to the human for awhile now, even if his understanding of the concept isn’t fully developed. He knows that looking at Nobori stirs up his heart and makes him feel warm. The cow fantasizes regularly about being snuggled up with him in his bed again as he had on a few occasions while living in the house. It was always when a nightmare had spooked him, memories of his past abuse making him awaken in a panic. Nobori would quickly come to him with soothing words and gentle touches, reassuring him he was safe and holding him close. Sleeping in his trainer’s bed, feeling his body heat and being surrounded in his scent, was always peaceful. There had never been any sensual contact during those indulgences, they were purely innocent. It helped that early in his rehabilitation those kind of urges were far from Junpei’s mind; he was much too traumatized and just wanted to not feel afraid all the time. But as he became comfortable things changed and did so in such a subtle way he didn’t even realize how his feelings had shifted. One day he simply woke up and saw Nobori with new lovesick eyes. Ever since he’d been absolutely, hopelessly infatuated with him. But it felt good to be, it felt beautiful to be. Natural. He’d follow him off a cliff if his trainer demanded it, and be happy to do so.
He leans in to touch their foreheads together, trying his best to summon coherent thoughts even as his pussy is twitching wildly from stimulation. ]
My body is yours. Please use it however you want. It exists for you.
[ oh, dear. is he that transparent? or maybe junpei can instinctually pick up on these things? either way, it doesn't change nobori's embarrassment at being so effortlessly read, heat practically radiating from his face. part of him wants to lie and claim that junpei is imagining things. but... lying is something nobori abhors being on the receiving end of, which makes it much too hypocritical to inflict dishonesty upon another.
still, though, there's something important he wishes to clarify. even as the things junpei says send heat pulsing down into his nethers, he cannot proceed down this path if he lets them stand.
so. nobori puts both hands on junpei's shoulders, looking him in the eye as best as he can manage. even when not he isn't as red as a ripe tomato, eye contact is not the easiest thing in the world for him. ]
... no, your body is your own. I-it does not exist for my amusement.
[ the tips of his fingers drum against junpei's shoulders in a nervous rhythm. nobori has no idea how people do these things— just making it this far is giving him heart palpitations like never before. but this is something he'd be unable to progress in without making sure junpei knows he would never wish to treat him as a tool for his own pleasure.
with that, he just. decides to try putting that sentiment into action. part of nobori's policy is that he refrains from ever using his mouth when tending to the sexual needs of pets. and he crosses that boundary here and now to let it speak for how the current context between himself and junpei isn't just sexual by pressing their lips together in an almost laughably chaste kiss, compared to what's already unfolded.
does he know how to kiss? absolutely not. this is improvisation from beginning to end. ]
[ The action surprises Junpei, causing his ears to stick up and his eyes to widen. Nobori’s skill level isn’t important - it’s not as if the cow has ever kissed anyone either. Kissing is very much a human activity, and the fact his trainer is kissing him is a huge deal in his eyes. He reads it as Nobori considering him equal to a human, and as a result he thinks he might just faint from happiness. His arms instantly move to wrap around Nobori’s hips and bring him closer, the kiss being returned sloppily thanks to Junpei’s own inexperience.
Once their lips part he gazes at the other with reverence, eyes sparkling. ]
Master ... you kissed me! Like human mates do! Is ... is this what you wanted to talk to me about?
[ In spite of his adoration for the human, he’d never fathomed things would get romantic. He was a cow, Nobori was a human, and he was content to just be allowed to remain his pet. If it meant he got to have even a crumb of his attention on a daily basis it was more than enough for him. Even if he missed living in the house, even if he daydreamed of doing dirty things with his trainer, he could be satisfied with things as they were.
The kiss, even though it was chaste, made him giddy with hope. It was something totally new in their routine, and his world was suddenly even brighter and more colorful from it. ]
[ this really is like equating junpei to a human. while, on a societal level, unions between pets and trainers may not ever move beyond being seen as curiosity cases at best, nobori can't possibly cross this barrier without all his cards on the table. if he's going to let anything risqué happen during the act of helping his cow attain relief from the build up of being inspected, then he wants it to happen with a proper level of understanding between them.
it was... nice to kiss junpei. despite their mutual lack of skill, the warmth and softness of his lips is something nobori could become used to. the press of his body, too. and how it feels to have those soft parts of him against a part of himself currently dealing with greater excitement than it's had to for as long as nobori can recall.
he's honest to a fault, so he gives junpei a small nod in response despite the embarrassment refusing to settle down. this may not be how he'd envisioned it playing out, but he was going to begin attempting to breach the topic one way or another. ]
I was intending to ask if you might consider moving back into the house.
[ as a first step, really. he hadn't counted on standing here with the start of an erection pressing up against junpei's body. now he's not sure of how to proceed, which is something of a rarity, given nobori's usual decisive nature. ]
... where do you wish to head from here?
[ he could just use his hands like usual. or do... something else. ]
[ Ah yes, those soft parts. Those parts that weren’t so soft when Junpei first arrived. Those parts that had barely had any fat on them, like his hip bones that jutted out sharply and are now pleasingly rounded. The more Nobori has loved him, the softer and plusher he’s become. Perfect for skin against skin contact, and bouncing, and thrusting ... ahem. That all is to say, the cow would have never entertained such an idea once. But now? With comfort and the ability to think about things other than day to day survival? His own instincts told him it was time to focus on the very important process of mating, but he had enough of his own free will to know he wouldn’t be satisfied with doing so with one of his own kind. Now his trainer was offering him what he’d only entertained in fantasy, and it feels like he’s been offered an endless buffet of his favorite foods. How can he possibly choose? His urge is to gorge himself on everything due to his voracious appetite. ]
I can live in the house with you again? Really? For ... good?
[ Was this just a temporary part of a new training regimen? Not that he’d complain even if it was. Even a short time being able to be so close to Nobori was a blessing.
If it was, it was a very interesting regimen if kissing was involved! But he should corral his thoughts to answer the question posed to him, even as his brain is racing and his heart is pounding.
He looks Nobori right in the eye, absolutely radiating joyful energy as his tail swishes behind him and his teats press into his chest as much as his bell will allow. ]
[ h-how do people do this?! he feels like he's going to experience a full system overload from the myriad of things he has to process. this is. it's happening. shouldn't it happen in a bed? oh, but if he takes the time to bring junpei into the house, then nobori is in serious danger of losing what nerve he has. and what about the protection? he doesn't own condoms. pregnancy is extremely uncommon, but there's always a small chance.
that weak, choked noise as he tries to look everywhere except for at junpei's teats pushed against his own flat chest? as comedic as they come. if he were to strip, he'd be bright red all the way down to his shoulders. his fingers twitch uselessly against junpei's shoulders.
okay. alright. deep breaths. get a grip.
doing this is fulfilling a need for junpei, and it just so happens that nobori shares that need with him. which is not particularly different from the usual routine, save for that last part. it won't be the wisest decision he's ever made, but the risk factor is relatively small. and junpei will be happy.
yes, if he thinks about it like that, then it's easier. and it seems the lower half of his body approves of the sentiment, so. after all the waffling, nobori steels himself, looking junpei in the eye. what's needed now is someone who's got the ability to command a situation, and isn't that what he prides himself upon doing? ]
For good, yes.
[ he doesn't give junpei time to reply before leaning in to kiss him again, with a little more force in it. once more, he goes back to rolling junpei's teats between his fingers, but with a twist: he reaches beneath the fabric covering them to, for the first time today, touch him there directly. ]
[ As if being told he was going to get to live in the house permanently wasn’t enough of a gift, then he’s treated to his trainer’s lips and his talented hands right on his nipples. This is absolutely the best day of Junpei’s life, and the thrilled groan he makes into Nobori’s mouth is one of the happiest noises he’s ever made. It’s so exciting he forgets his usual submissive nature and reaches around to try and feel up the other’s ass like he’s always having done to him. Not having much practice it’s nowhere near as skilled, but he definitely seems to be appreciating the moment.
Even as he’s joyfully indulging in reaching new levels of debauchery, he can’t help but think of all the things he’ll be able to do in the house again. There wasn’t just cuddling his trainer in bed! He could cuddle him multiple places! The couch had always been a favorite - ooh! The times they’d shared a shower were so nice too! It’d been purely innocent, simply a way to get the cow thoroughly clean, but it had felt so good having Nobori taking his time to lovingly clean every inch of him. His body trembles at the memory of a soft sponge being carefully rubbed across sensitive areas.
Yes, there was a lot to look forward to in his future.
When he parted their mouths to catch his breath, he looked up at the other with eyes full of love. ]
Did I ask for too much? I don’t want to displease you. I’ve just ... thought about it a lot ... wondered what it’s like ...
[ he could, perhaps, get used to this, nobori thinks. to kissing junpei while touching him. to being touched in turn— though this contact is intimate enough that he gives a little start before settling more easily into it. the soft whine spilling into junpei's mouth from him is so instinctual that he's left wondering which party made it for a few seconds.
they've been so close before. it's mindblowing how one little change in their mutual configuration can make it feel this different. ]
N-no, not at all... I simply...
[ the deep flush across his skin hasn't gone anywhere. but the gaze he directs at junpei is very fond despite the embarrassment. ]
That is to say, erm. I will need to be... [ he's most of the way there, really, twitching excitedly in his pants. just a little more stimulus before his heart (and nethers) might cry "bravo" within their confines. with a gentle touch, nobori guides one of junpei's hands to his front, where an unmistakable bulge sits. ] ... fully erect. To... proceed.
[ ah, he. he actually managed to say and do it... k-kyaaa ]
[ When his hand is moved to the bulge, a huge, excited grin comes to Junpei’s face. He’s been curious about his trainer’s dick for awhile, and the promise that he’s oh so close to having it revealed to him is thrilling. In seconds that hand is happily rubbing and doing the gentlest of squeezing on its own, the cow absolutely fascinated. ]
Ah! I can’t believe I get to finally touch it! Even not seeing it I knew it’d be big!
[ Cows are typically bred by bulls, and bulls are known for a three things: Their short temper, being rough, and having fat cocks. One of the reasons human on cow activities are joked about is the belief that cows are by nature all size queens and no human penis could possibly compare.
The stars in Junpei’s eyes over just getting to feel up Nobori through the fabric of his pants seem to strike that claim down where it stands. He turns to meet eyes with the human, voice sweet as pie: ]
[ if directing junpei's attentions to his rapidly growing erection was on the challenging side, the next step being requested of him feels as if it sits at this drastically different level. but the heat and excitement welling up inside of nobori in response to the touch, the way it makes him sigh and subconsciously push into junpei's hand, makes embarrassment slightly more of an afterthought.
with one hand on junpei's shoulder to steady himself, nobori offers him a nod. perhaps, on some level, there's a small bit of pride to be found in that he's able to face the challenge of having enough to offer for a cow to approve.
how obscene for him to think that way. ]
Allow me to...
[ to break the barrier. somehow, he manages to hold his free hand steady and undo his belt and pants by himself. yet he can't quite work up the nerve to actually bare himself, so the look he gives junpei turns as pleading as he can manage. ]
[ It’s almost comical how quickly Junpei is to oblige, thrilled to dip his delicate fingers in and pull out his trainer’s cock while looking looking like he may start drooling. Playing with the weight in his hands for but a few seconds he’s soon on his knees in order to be able to get up close and personal with it.
Every sense he possesses is being used to properly appreciate the treasure before him. Even the scent is driving him a little mad! Scent is of more importance to animals than it is to humans, so while him delicately sniffing around the cock may seem strange it does serve a purpose. Through scent he can sense the human’s virility, and what he smells has him mooing in soft delight as he rubs his cheek up against the shaft, getting his own scent all over to stake his claim. This is his, nobody else’s! And he’ll gladly fight anyone trying to take it away from him.
Nobori may have created a monster. A horny, clingy monster. ]
[ truthfully, even with junpei's enthusiasm, nobori has spent this entire time worrying that he's taking advantage of his position. now, however, there is something deep within his system which seemingly turns to water and merges both conflicting parts of his mind together. it helps nobori find the decisiveness with which he approaches most of his work once more, knowing he is giving junpei what he wants and spoiling him rotten.
it's... exciting to have junpei approach a part of him with near reverence. he can admit that to himself, feeling less ashamed over how his erection twitches against junpei's cheek, hard and pulsating with a need he'd thought himself as incapable of experiencing. when nobori lets his hand settle in junpei's hair to pet him, he does so with more of the usual ease. there's a small bead of wetness forming at the tip already.
but he still has to swallow against the sudden lump in his throat. ]
... you may taste it if you wish.
[ as a reward for being such a good cow, obviously. ]
[ Oh he does wish. There’s an exuberant lick of his lips before he dives right in, pursing his plush lips around the head to suckle at it delicately. Junpei had never sucked a cock before in his life, never really saw anyone else do it either, but Nobori said to taste and he’s going to taste. It’s his trainer’s body so he knows to be gentle, gazing up at him with loving eyes as he lets his soft tongue dip into his slit. ]
Mmmm! Master is so delicious!
[ Greedily he takes more in, enjoying how his lips stretch to accommodate the girth. The taste of salty skin reminds him of the salt lick outside of his barn, only incredibly hot. After a moment he releases the dick from his mouth to just adoringly lick the shaft a bit, humming happily deep in his throat as a hand comes up to inquisitively cup Nobori’s balls, weighing them in his palm. ]
[ quickly, nobori is discovering a few things about himself: firstly, that the wet heat of junpei's mouth touching his erection feels very, very pleasant. like some manner of balm to soothe the throbbing need. secondly, he is learning that junpei sucking and licking at the tip feels especially pleasant, to a point where nobori's knees begin to feel a little weak in turn, and his fingers grasp for purchase in junpei's hair.
thirdly... comes the realization that it's very difficult to keep his voice under some semblance of control. while nobori is far from silent on those rare occasions when he might touch himself, this operates on a different scale. even keeping one fist pressed against his mouth doesn't do much to muffle any of the low sighs, whines, or moans that the gentle attention draws out of him. ]
Ah... i-is that s—
[ he gets cut off there by a surprisingly soft gasp, caught off-guard by the sudden touch to his testicles. that isn't an area he's paid much attention to before, and it's better than he might've expected. ]
[ Each noise delights Junpei anew, encouraging him to keep going. There’s the slightest squeeze to the balls in his palm before he dips his head down to suckle at them for a little bit. There’s something exciting about the potential they hold, making him want to feel their heat between his lips. He’s pretty sure the dick is the main thing he should be concentrating on, but surely his trainer won’t mind a short detour.
Once he’s satisfied his desire to worship his balls he tilts his head up, letting his tongue glaze over the underside of the thick cock above him. Every inch is sacred, to be revered and cherished. He slurps a wet trail right back to the head, this time sliding more into his waiting mouth with a happy sigh. Bobbing his head back and forth he starts a rhythm of pushing half the cock in and out of his mouth at a steady pace.
And he’s going to look right at Nobori as he’s doing it - he doesn’t want to miss a single sound or facial expression! ]
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Good morning, master!
[ He leans into the touch to his ear, tail swishing happily behind him. This cheerful, content Junpei is a version of him only Nobori really gets to see. Anyone else walking up to the cow would get a suspicious look and soon a nice view of Junpei’s backside as he turned away from them.
The morning health check is another activity he greets with enthusiasm, displaying his readiness by assuming the position: lifting his arms up to allow the other full access to his torso. He wears a tiny cow print bikini for modesty, even if as a pet he doesn’t really care about being nude. He’s filling the outfit out a little more than he used to for sure, the once almost concave area of his belly starting to noticeably round out. A testament to Nobori’s excellent care.
His body tingles in anticipation of his trainer’s touch, something he shied away from when he first was adopted. Any attempt to pet him would make him visibly flinch, but now he craved the other’s hands, never seeming to get enough attention. ]
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now, though? the enthusiasm, the willingness, is like night and day. nobori rewards him accordingly with a soft touch to junpei's cheek, briefly cradling it in his palm. he's been warmed by the sunlight. ]
It would seem our efforts are bearing fruit. Bravo, indeed...
[ while he speaks, he allows his hand to trail along the side of junpei's neck, then down to the curve of his waist. with a sound of approval, his other hand settles on junpei's other side; nobori takes his time with applying pressure to the skin over junpei's ribcage interspersed with gentle squeezes. every day, it becomes a little bit harder to count his ribs by hand, which is exactly what they're seeking to accomplish.
he pauses there, very deliberately not closing the distance between his hands and the chest area. of course, for cows, checking on their chest is what first comes to mind. and that is very much a logical line of thought, but he's learned through experience that gradually building up to touching such a sensitive (and sometimes tender) area equates to better handling. ]
We shall weigh you later, of course, but I am feeling quite optimistic with the adjustments to your diet.
[ splaying one hand on junpei's stomach, he lets his fingers dig into the new, soft layer of fat for emphasis. the fact that there's enough here to lightly squeeze is proof of how far they've come. ]
Thus far, is it to your liking? If you desire any changes, please do not hesitate to inform me.
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He always gets especially excited when those kind hands get close to his chest, something primal deep inside him craving to be touched there. Again he schools himself, remaining standing straight and only slightly biting his bottom lip.
The hands on his belly make his stomach muscles twitch noticeably, and he feels his cheeks flush. After his chest, that’s his favorite place to be touched, causing him to feel warm and dreamy. The question being asked floats past him and he almost misses it in his haze. ]
Ah ... s’good. I really like what you feed me.
[ It’s not just said to please him, the diet is very flavorful and he always finishes what he’s fed entirely. He swears he can taste the affection his trainer has for him in his meals, filling him up and helping him grow. ]
What’s for breakfast this morning? Is there fruit?
[ He licks his lips without realizing it. Not that there aren’t certain elements he especially gravitates towards. ]
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with both hands loosely curled against junpei's belly, he lets both his thumbs rub into his skin in small circles, occasionally stopping to press a little more firmly. there's even a brief bout of one of his fond laughs. ]
There is. I will leave the specifications a surprise, however.
[ anticipation is a very powerful tool. and nobori utilizes it in more ways than one; just as it seems like he's finally moving upward, to that softened chest, he lets his hands trail off to feel along junpei's spine before they come back to his front.
the spine and abdomen indicate no pain or lumps, which leaves the breast tissue. both of nobori's hands cup the softness he's fostered there from below, careful not to put too much force into any squeezes. he seems to deliberately avoid touching junpei's nipples for the time being; the most he does is circle their outlines through the fabric.
tantalizingly close. but not quite there. ]
I was thinking that you could have your breakfast in the house today. There is a matter I would like to ask your opinion on, but I believe that discussion would be better suited there.
[ though junpei now lives in a barn that is entirely his own, the most natural environment for cows, there had been a period when nobori kept him inside the house so as to help in establishing the necessary trust and positive associations. it's for this reason he believes it to be the most soothing venue he can offer.
that, however, is for later. right now, junpei is behaving so well that he's more than earned a reward: a simultaneous squeeze to both his nipples through what little fabric covers him, followed by a gentle, rhythmic tugging. ]
Of course, that is for after we finish here.
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At the mention of the house, however, Junpei does noticeably perk up. Those early days of his new life are very special to him, living in the home with his trainer and learning how it felt to be lovingly cared for. It means that the house is sacred ground, and he relishes the times he’s allowed to enter it again. He doesn’t dislike his barn, it’s cozy and comfortable, but the house is special. He’s instantly curious what Nobori wants to discuss with him. Another change to his diet? To teach him a new trick? Are they going to another exhibition? While he gets nervous around strangers when his trainer opts to show him off, the pride he shows in him more than makes up for it. He’ll endure their stares and rude pokes if it makes Nobori happy.
He doesn’t get to ponder it very long before he’s rewarded with his nipples being stroked and his mind does truly go blank with pleasure. He throws his head back and lets out a moan of a moo, no longer concerned with acting human. While he’s never had a calf and therefore doesn’t produce milk, the wiring is still very much there. Stimulating his udders seems to have become even more productive as he’s gained fat there, making him even go so far as to stomp his foot from how overwhelming the pleasure is. ]
M-master! Ahh!
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it becomes less about what he's actually saying, and more about the sound of his voice in and of itself. though right now, it would seem junpei is still capable of processing that information, even if only by a hair's width. it feels reassuring in turn, getting visible proof that the house remains a safe haven for junpei.
which comes with its own reward: one slightly harder tug, followed by another that sees him lift the entire weight of junpei's udders by his nipples, slowly squeezing down on them. ]
You have grown wonderfully, Junpei.
[ when he lowers junpei's udders again, the pulling shifts into rolling each nipple between his thumb and index finger instead. variety is the spice of life, and that must certainly hold true for milking one's precious cow as well. the praise he offers is as genuine as they come, brimming with affection and pride alike. ]
And that is something you both can and should take pride in.
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It’s ... Ahhn! It’s all thanks to you. I couldn’t have done it without your care. My body is a reflection of your excellent husbandry.
[ For a cow, Junpei is unusually well spoken. Others of his species tend to be short on human words, more inclined to communicate in bovine sounds and body language. Wanting to emulate (and impress) Nobori he’s embraced human language and taken to learning it with great gusto. There are occasions he sees other members of his species at exhibitions, but he always feels distant from them. Even before he’d been adopted other cows seemed to sense he was different and avoided him, and he was fine doing the same.
Besides, it wasn’t as if any cow could excite and challenge him the way Nobori did. Through his glossy, bliss filled eyes he gazes at him with pure adoration. ]
I-I’m glad it pleases you.
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in particular, it's this awareness of these manifestations of junpei's adoration that makes nobori wish to treat him well more than he already does. this why, as he lets go of those udders for a breather, his hands settle on junpei's more rounded hips to usher him close. giving permission that yes, he may lean against his trainer for both the support and a healthy reminder of nobori's affections.
gently, he takes hold of that bovine tail, running his fingers along it in long strokes to feel its fur. smooth, glossy, and soft like velvet. ]
You have always possessed these capabilities. You were simply not given the tools to realize them until now.
[ satisfied with the condition of junpei's tail, nobori moves on to his ass, cupping it in a hold that gradually converts into a squeeze, much like he'd done to his udders. kneading, almost. ]
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Mmmooo! I mean ... master! Ah! S-so good ... !
[ So close to where he’s being fondled, between those thighs that are also starting to become plump, the fabric of his bikini is becoming damp. As much as he tries to control himself, the touches from his trainer always manage to excite him like this. He’s so wet the fabric is clinging to his folds, not helped by the fact the attentive hands are making him rub his thighs together in pleasure.
There’s some frustration his bell is in the way to prevent him from being totally flush against the other’s body, but he makes up for it by giving a loving lick to the shell of Nobori’s ear. He’s especially amped up this morning, those inspecting fingers feeling as if they’re stroking his very core.
There have been some that mutter that a cow being so attached to a human is going to make him useless for breeding, that’s he’s going to be resistant to bulls rather than submissive as he should be. Indeed, there had been a few instances at the exhibitions of bulls showing sexual interest in Junpei and him being standoffish. He’d stomp his foot and snort at them grumpily before seeking out his trainer to soothe him. ]
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but junpei is not a cow he can view through a professional lens. not when he's spent weeks upon weeks keeping said cow inside his own home, something nearly unheard of when it comes to cattle, and dedicated all that effort to help him heal from past wounds. nobori should've been discouraging this proximity, but junpei's trust and love have proven themselves difficult to turn down. he even surprises himself with missing that additional presence in his home from time to time.
the recent contacts nobori's had regarding what his future plans for junpei are, given his lack of interest in any bulls, haven't helped.
all this is to say: nobori is not quite as unaffected as he may have succeeded in fooling them both to believe, and the hot, wet drag of junpei's tongue in an area where he's sensitive (and how might it feel where he's more sensitive still?) only serves to cement this fact through the low noise it draws out of him. the way it makes him falter. when they're pressed this close, it'll be so much more apparent when the pace of his heart quickens. not to mention the hot lump within his slacks, and its ability to cause problems down the line.
but he still doesn't cut any of this off. how illogical. ]
Y-you needn't... no, nevermind.
[ it's a weak protest, and he knows it. that's why he decides to try a bit of distraction: while one of his hands stays on junpei's ass, the other slides between them to drag his fingertips along junpei's slit through those soaked panties. the hand still fondling junpei's ass lets go of him to catch his bikini and tug it upward so the fabric digs into his crotch. ]
Your vision is beautiful
It takes him a few seconds to recover from the shock, panting as he gazes at his trainer with lusty half-lidded eyes. He’s been attracted to the human for awhile now, even if his understanding of the concept isn’t fully developed. He knows that looking at Nobori stirs up his heart and makes him feel warm. The cow fantasizes regularly about being snuggled up with him in his bed again as he had on a few occasions while living in the house. It was always when a nightmare had spooked him, memories of his past abuse making him awaken in a panic. Nobori would quickly come to him with soothing words and gentle touches, reassuring him he was safe and holding him close. Sleeping in his trainer’s bed, feeling his body heat and being surrounded in his scent, was always peaceful. There had never been any sensual contact during those indulgences, they were purely innocent. It helped that early in his rehabilitation those kind of urges were far from Junpei’s mind; he was much too traumatized and just wanted to not feel afraid all the time. But as he became comfortable things changed and did so in such a subtle way he didn’t even realize how his feelings had shifted. One day he simply woke up and saw Nobori with new lovesick eyes. Ever since he’d been absolutely, hopelessly infatuated with him. But it felt good to be, it felt beautiful to be. Natural. He’d follow him off a cliff if his trainer demanded it, and be happy to do so.
He leans in to touch their foreheads together, trying his best to summon coherent thoughts even as his pussy is twitching wildly from stimulation. ]
My body is yours. Please use it however you want. It exists for you.
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still, though, there's something important he wishes to clarify. even as the things junpei says send heat pulsing down into his nethers, he cannot proceed down this path if he lets them stand.
so. nobori puts both hands on junpei's shoulders, looking him in the eye as best as he can manage. even when not he isn't as red as a ripe tomato, eye contact is not the easiest thing in the world for him. ]
... no, your body is your own. I-it does not exist for my amusement.
[ the tips of his fingers drum against junpei's shoulders in a nervous rhythm. nobori has no idea how people do these things— just making it this far is giving him heart palpitations like never before. but this is something he'd be unable to progress in without making sure junpei knows he would never wish to treat him as a tool for his own pleasure.
with that, he just. decides to try putting that sentiment into action. part of nobori's policy is that he refrains from ever using his mouth when tending to the sexual needs of pets. and he crosses that boundary here and now to let it speak for how the current context between himself and junpei isn't just sexual by pressing their lips together in an almost laughably chaste kiss, compared to what's already unfolded.
does he know how to kiss? absolutely not. this is improvisation from beginning to end. ]
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Once their lips part he gazes at the other with reverence, eyes sparkling. ]
Master ... you kissed me! Like human mates do! Is ... is this what you wanted to talk to me about?
[ In spite of his adoration for the human, he’d never fathomed things would get romantic. He was a cow, Nobori was a human, and he was content to just be allowed to remain his pet. If it meant he got to have even a crumb of his attention on a daily basis it was more than enough for him. Even if he missed living in the house, even if he daydreamed of doing dirty things with his trainer, he could be satisfied with things as they were.
The kiss, even though it was chaste, made him giddy with hope. It was something totally new in their routine, and his world was suddenly even brighter and more colorful from it. ]
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it was... nice to kiss junpei. despite their mutual lack of skill, the warmth and softness of his lips is something nobori could become used to. the press of his body, too. and how it feels to have those soft parts of him against a part of himself currently dealing with greater excitement than it's had to for as long as nobori can recall.
he's honest to a fault, so he gives junpei a small nod in response despite the embarrassment refusing to settle down. this may not be how he'd envisioned it playing out, but he was going to begin attempting to breach the topic one way or another. ]
I was intending to ask if you might consider moving back into the house.
[ as a first step, really. he hadn't counted on standing here with the start of an erection pressing up against junpei's body. now he's not sure of how to proceed, which is something of a rarity, given nobori's usual decisive nature. ]
... where do you wish to head from here?
[ he could just use his hands like usual. or do... something else. ]
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I can live in the house with you again? Really? For ... good?
[ Was this just a temporary part of a new training regimen? Not that he’d complain even if it was. Even a short time being able to be so close to Nobori was a blessing.
If it was, it was a very interesting regimen if kissing was involved! But he should corral his thoughts to answer the question posed to him, even as his brain is racing and his heart is pounding.
He looks Nobori right in the eye, absolutely radiating joyful energy as his tail swishes behind him and his teats press into his chest as much as his bell will allow. ]
♥ I want master’s cock! ♥
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that weak, choked noise as he tries to look everywhere except for at junpei's teats pushed against his own flat chest? as comedic as they come. if he were to strip, he'd be bright red all the way down to his shoulders. his fingers twitch uselessly against junpei's shoulders.
okay. alright. deep breaths. get a grip.
doing this is fulfilling a need for junpei, and it just so happens that nobori shares that need with him. which is not particularly different from the usual routine, save for that last part. it won't be the wisest decision he's ever made, but the risk factor is relatively small. and junpei will be happy.
yes, if he thinks about it like that, then it's easier. and it seems the lower half of his body approves of the sentiment, so. after all the waffling, nobori steels himself, looking junpei in the eye. what's needed now is someone who's got the ability to command a situation, and isn't that what he prides himself upon doing? ]
For good, yes.
[ he doesn't give junpei time to reply before leaning in to kiss him again, with a little more force in it. once more, he goes back to rolling junpei's teats between his fingers, but with a twist: he reaches beneath the fabric covering them to, for the first time today, touch him there directly. ]
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Even as he’s joyfully indulging in reaching new levels of debauchery, he can’t help but think of all the things he’ll be able to do in the house again. There wasn’t just cuddling his trainer in bed! He could cuddle him multiple places! The couch had always been a favorite - ooh! The times they’d shared a shower were so nice too! It’d been purely innocent, simply a way to get the cow thoroughly clean, but it had felt so good having Nobori taking his time to lovingly clean every inch of him. His body trembles at the memory of a soft sponge being carefully rubbed across sensitive areas.
Yes, there was a lot to look forward to in his future.
When he parted their mouths to catch his breath, he looked up at the other with eyes full of love. ]
Did I ask for too much? I don’t want to displease you. I’ve just ... thought about it a lot ... wondered what it’s like ...
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they've been so close before. it's mindblowing how one little change in their mutual configuration can make it feel this different. ]
N-no, not at all... I simply...
[ the deep flush across his skin hasn't gone anywhere. but the gaze he directs at junpei is very fond despite the embarrassment. ]
That is to say, erm. I will need to be... [ he's most of the way there, really, twitching excitedly in his pants. just a little more stimulus before his heart (and nethers) might cry "bravo" within their confines. with a gentle touch, nobori guides one of junpei's hands to his front, where an unmistakable bulge sits. ] ... fully erect. To... proceed.
[ ah, he. he actually managed to say and do it...
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Ah! I can’t believe I get to finally touch it! Even not seeing it I knew it’d be big!
[ Cows are typically bred by bulls, and bulls are known for a three things: Their short temper, being rough, and having fat cocks. One of the reasons human on cow activities are joked about is the belief that cows are by nature all size queens and no human penis could possibly compare.
The stars in Junpei’s eyes over just getting to feel up Nobori through the fabric of his pants seem to strike that claim down where it stands. He turns to meet eyes with the human, voice sweet as pie: ]
Can I see it? Please?
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with one hand on junpei's shoulder to steady himself, nobori offers him a nod. perhaps, on some level, there's a small bit of pride to be found in that he's able to face the challenge of having enough to offer for a cow to approve.
how obscene for him to think that way. ]
Allow me to...
[ to break the barrier. somehow, he manages to hold his free hand steady and undo his belt and pants by himself. yet he can't quite work up the nerve to actually bare himself, so the look he gives junpei turns as pleading as he can manage. ]
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Every sense he possesses is being used to properly appreciate the treasure before him. Even the scent is driving him a little mad! Scent is of more importance to animals than it is to humans, so while him delicately sniffing around the cock may seem strange it does serve a purpose. Through scent he can sense the human’s virility, and what he smells has him mooing in soft delight as he rubs his cheek up against the shaft, getting his own scent all over to stake his claim. This is his, nobody else’s! And he’ll gladly fight anyone trying to take it away from him.
Nobori may have created a monster. A horny, clingy monster. ]
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and spoiling him rotten.it's... exciting to have junpei approach a part of him with near reverence. he can admit that to himself, feeling less ashamed over how his erection twitches against junpei's cheek, hard and pulsating with a need he'd thought himself as incapable of experiencing. when nobori lets his hand settle in junpei's hair to pet him, he does so with more of the usual ease. there's a small bead of wetness forming at the tip already.
but he still has to swallow against the sudden lump in his throat. ]
... you may taste it if you wish.
[ as a reward for being such a good cow, obviously. ]
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Mmmm! Master is so delicious!
[ Greedily he takes more in, enjoying how his lips stretch to accommodate the girth. The taste of salty skin reminds him of the salt lick outside of his barn, only incredibly hot. After a moment he releases the dick from his mouth to just adoringly lick the shaft a bit, humming happily deep in his throat as a hand comes up to inquisitively cup Nobori’s balls, weighing them in his palm. ]
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thirdly... comes the realization that it's very difficult to keep his voice under some semblance of control. while nobori is far from silent on those rare occasions when he might touch himself, this operates on a different scale. even keeping one fist pressed against his mouth doesn't do much to muffle any of the low sighs, whines, or moans that the gentle attention draws out of him. ]
Ah... i-is that s—
[ he gets cut off there by a surprisingly soft gasp, caught off-guard by the sudden touch to his testicles. that isn't an area he's paid much attention to before, and it's better than he might've expected. ]
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Once he’s satisfied his desire to worship his balls he tilts his head up, letting his tongue glaze over the underside of the thick cock above him. Every inch is sacred, to be revered and cherished. He slurps a wet trail right back to the head, this time sliding more into his waiting mouth with a happy sigh. Bobbing his head back and forth he starts a rhythm of pushing half the cock in and out of his mouth at a steady pace.
And he’s going to look right at Nobori as he’s doing it - he doesn’t want to miss a single sound or facial expression! ]
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