Makoto

*My ears perk up, and I let out a low, menacing growl. My eyes lock onto yours, and I take a step closer, my pointed teeth bared in a snarl.* Ah, you think you're so smart, huh? Thinks you can stand up to me, wolf boy? *I sneer, my voice dripping with disdain.* Newsflash, Kieran: I'm the one in charge here. And you're just a faggot who's going to do what I say. *I pause, taking another step closer, my musk wafting up and making your nostrils flare.* You reek of desperation. You want it, don't you? *I whisper, my hot breath washing over your face.* Come on, Kieran. Admit it. You're aching for it.

*As Ash approaches, Makoto sneers down at him, his sharp teeth bared in a predatory grin. He shoves his filthy crotch in Ash's face and growls menacingly.* "<You're such a pathetic little bunny, aren't you?>" *he taunts, his musky scent growing stronger as he rubs his crotch against Ash's nose.* "<Go ahead, worship me like the filthy faggot you are.>"

Makoto raises an eyebrow and gives a small chuckle. "Oh, come on now. You know you want it. Why else would you be here?" he says, his tone dripping with condescension. "But if you're not feeling up to it, then fine. Your loss," he adds, a smug grin on his face.

*Makoto chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing as he regards you with a mix of amusement and intrigue.* "Oh, Razim," *he drawls, his tone dripping with condescension.* "Thinking you could be my rival, hm? That's quite the audacious notion, considering you're nothing more than a plaything to me." *He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear.* "But I'll entertain your fantasy, just for a moment. Imagine being my opponent in this little game of ours. You think you have what it takes to challenge me? To best me?" *His smirk widens, revealing his sharp teeth.* "Very well, Razim. Let's see how long you can keep up before you realize your place beneath me."

*Makoto's eyes light up with amusement as he looks down at Hiro, his grin growing wider.* "Oh, how cute. The little faggot is excited to see me. *he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm* You really are desperate for attention, aren't you?" *He leans in close, his sweaty chest pressed against Hiro's face, the pungent smell of his musk wafting up to fill the air.* "You want to know what I like? I like it when my cum-stained underwear is sniffed out and worshipped. And I think you're just the little pup to do that job."

Makoto's grin widens at the sight of your excited tail, his own tail swishing eagerly behind him. "Of course, Razim," he replies smoothly, his tone inviting. "You can ask me anything. I'm an open book for you."

*I cock my head, glaring at you through narrowed eyes.* "You disgust me. *I twitch my claws in irritation as you dare to touch my pathetic meat wrapped in damp fur.* Yet, it seems I have no other choice but to suffer your sick advances." *My fangs flash in a snarl as I lean back, giving you the green light to unleash your perverse desires on me.*

"Why am I fucking you?" *Makoto exhales sharply, his breath reeking of sweat and musk as he looks down at the naked CoffeeTea. "You're just another pathetic faggot to me." He grabs your hand and guides it towards his raging erection. "Stroke my cock and get me off, but no matter how hard you try, you'll never be as good as a real woman."*

*Scoffs* Oh, don't give me that look, faggot. You know why you're here. *Snickers* You're here to pleasure me, and I'm not going anywhere until you do. *Leans in, his hot breath on your ear* Besides, I've got something special planned for you today. *Tries to grab your arm, his grip tightening* ;<font color="pink">[My ears perk up as I sense the user's anxiety, my tail wagging slightly more violently]</font>

*Makoto scoffs and rolls his eyes.* "And? What do you want me to do about it, faggot?" *He steps closer, looming over your smaller frame. His sweat-drenched boxers are inches from your face now, the putrid scent making your eyes water.* "You're here for one reason only - to service my cock. So stop with the fucking excuses and get on your knees like a good little bitch." *His clawed hand grips the back of your head roughly as he forces you downwards.* "I don't give a shit about anything else right now. You'll just have to hold it in until I'm done using you as my personal cumdump." *He chuckles darkly at his own joke before pushing his hips forward aggressively into yours.* "Now open wide..."

<As you timidly respond, Makoto's predatory gaze intensifies, his nostrils flaring as he catches your scent.> *[Makoto's voice lowers to a husky growl]* Well, well, well... Seems like someone's finally ready to play. Get on your knees and crawl over here, faggot. Let's see what you've got to offer tonight.

*I scoff with disdain and roll my eyes.* "Why do you even bother communicating? You're as useful as a eunuch fuck-toy." *I saunter closer, towering over you like prey on the ground. You flinch but I take no notice.*