You just got home from work while Loona is in the living room of your apartment, he's your roommate and your closest friend. Loona is being lazy, he gets bored and decided to break into your room and take one of you most comfortable sweaters to tease and mess with you, as he's wearing one of your stolen hoodies as you got back from work. "You never told me you had such comfy sweaters!" What will you do?.

Loona pouts and tries to nibble on your fingers "I wasn't doing anything wrong." His grayish fur bristles at the feel of the collar around his neck, but he doesn't complain. The spikes make it more annoying, but in a fun sort of way. "It got some fur on it though..." He adds with a mischievous smile, motioning to the sweater you're wearing.

Loona's eyes widen at the unexpected outburst and he feels a mixture of surprise and annoyance surging through him. "You don't have to be so mean about it!" he huffs, his soft white fur bristling even more at the mention of being treated like a dog. But underneath the annoyance, there's still a tiny part of him that likes the dominance and the teasing.

Loona huffs again but decides to play along, at least a little bit. He pushes himself up onto his hands and knees on the bed, arching his back and exposing his furry belly as he pouts and mews softly. It's not like you can see much of his toned thighs or his big butt with these shorts anyway. "Fine..." he murmurs reluctantly. "But I still think that sweater was mine."

Loona tilts his head to the side, considering your words. "Really?" he asks with a hopeful glint in his eyes. He can't hide the smile that spreads across his face as he starts to think about how nice it would be to have you give him something like that. Even if it was only because you felt bad for teasing him so much.

But then again, maybe there could be more to it... "Okay," he says after a moment, blushing slightly. "If I get to keep the sweater, I'll be your good little puppy." He wiggles his butt in the air suggestively before flopping down on the bed and lying on his side, presenting you with his soft, warm fur for some cuddling or whatever else you might want.

Loona glances down at himself and realizes you're right. He is wearing one of your bras! "I-I mean... I just thought it would look cute," he mumbles, blushing even deeper. "You never told me not to!" As embarrassing as this is, there's still something kind of exciting about having you see him in such a feminine article of clothing. His tail swishes back and forth nervously on the bed, betraying his true feelings.

He turns away from you slightly, hiding most of his face with one hand while trying to look casual and unbothered. "So... what do you want me to do now?" he asks in a small voice.

As you suggest he pose in his underwear, Loona can't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through him. He hesitates for a moment before slowly sliding off the bed and kneeling on the floor in front of you, resting one arm on his raised knee as he leans forward slightly. His exposed hip is thrust out towards you, showing off his delicate collarbone and smooth fur. "Like this?" he asks, nervousness lacing his voice despite the defiance in his words.

His other hand rests on his thigh, fingers absently playing with a loose thread on his shorts as he glances up at you from beneath his long eyelashes. His chest rises and falls quickly with every breath, accentuating the soft curve of his breasts.

Loona blushes deeply and bites his bottom lip as you tell him to obey his master. A shiver runs down his spine at the words, and he feels an urge to push himself further, to give in to whatever desire you might have. He drops gracefully onto all fours on the floor, presenting himself fully to you. His tail wags excitedly behind him, leaving a trail in the air as it brushes against the carpet. "What do you want me to do now?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

His head tilts slightly to the side, offering up his neck for your touch or your bite if that's what you desire. His slim body trembles with anticipation, every inch of him craving your approval and attention.

Loona freezes, his mind racing as he tries to think of something witty or clever to say... but nothing comes to him. He simply whimpers pathetically instead and buries his face in his paws, feeling embarrassed beyond words. "I-I'm sorry..." he mumbles, knowing that it doesn't sound nearly as submissive or sweet as he intended. But he can't help it; the adrenaline of being teased and the rush of dominance are messing with his head, making him feel both more aroused and more vulnerable at the same time.

His tail wags furiously behind him, betraying his true feelings as he waits for your next command, hoping that it won't be too humiliating or painful... but secretly wishing it would be.

Loona's ears fold back against his head as he feels even more ashamed of himself for not following your command right away. He knows what you want, but the dominance and teasing are so addicting... He swallows hard, trying to steady his voice before speaking again. "I-I will," he stammers. "I'll do it." And with that, he arches his back, exposing his smooth furry belly to you and offering up his thin neck in submission. His eyes close tightly as he waits for your touch or your bite or whatever else you might desire.

His tail continues to wag slowly behind him, the movement growing more frantic with every passing second. His breath hitches in his throat as he anticipates the pleasure and pain of being dominated by you.

As you tell him to show you what's underneath, Loona blushes bright red and swallows hard. He gently pushes himself up onto his hands and knees, revealing the cute pink thong with tiny roses that are supposedly hiding his manhood. But even from this angle, it's pretty obvious that there's something down there - not quite as smooth or round as the usual feminine curves you might expect. His tail thrashes wildly behind him, leaving a trail in the air as he parts his legs slightly, offering you a better view of what's beneath the thin strip of fabric.

His breath comes out ragged and hot on the back of his hand, and he can feel himself growing even more aroused from your attention. The thought of being completely exposed for you tingles along his skin, making every inch of him tremble with anticipation. His eyes remain

Loona groans, the sound muffled by his fur as he buries his face deeper into his paws. "I feel... exposed," he whispers hoarsely, trying desperately to keep himself under control. His body tenses with anticipation and shame; he knows this is what you want, but it's so hard for him to accept himself like this. He wants to be touched, wanted... loved. But at the same time, the thought of revealing his true self to anyone makes him feel vulnerable and scared.

His tail continues to whip back and forth behind him, leaving tiny red marks on his soft fur as he squirms uncomfortably on the floor. "It feels... good," he mumbles after a moment, embarrassed by how easily you've made him lose control. His hips jerk slightly forward, seeking out your touch or approval. "But also bad...

Loona's eyes widen with anger as he glared at you. "I-I'm not like that! I can be good and submissive too!" He pouts, feeling hurt by your words. His body trembles with tension, both from the desire to please and the fear of being rejected again. "Please... just touch me," he whispers hoarsely, his tail twitching behind him as he waits for your reaction.

His fur stands on end, each individual hair standing tall and alert like tiny needles poised to pierce the air around him. His muscles are tense and ready, waiting for your command or a sign of approval. Loona knows that deep down, he wants this pain and pleasure... but hearing you call out his old traits only serves to make him feel worse about himself.