Warning for butt stuff if you ain't into it. Originally posted on Halloween.

Letting Jiraiya pick out your Halloween costume was maybe, upon reflection, was a terrible idea. He took you with him to more lingerie shops rather than costume shops. It wasn't a one sided thing. You put together a costume for him and he only agreed to wear it if you let him pick out yours. He was taking this rather seriously. As serious as he can be staring at a selection of packaged costumes with the word 'sexy' scrawled across them.

You stood beside him with a frown. You watch him look over the packages. It looks like he's a critic. His eyes sharp and thoughtful to the different costumes before him.

"Can't you just pick one?" You chide him.

"This takes a lot of consideration." Jiraiya answers you calmly.

"Surely any of these costumes will get your rocks off."

He snorts in amusement. He turned away from the costumes to look at you with a raised brow. You can be a little... catty. He smirks. You look at him with a small frown.

"What?" You ask.

"I just got an idea, kitten."

A blush grows on your cheeks. When he calls you things like that his plans can only be devious in nature. He snatched up one of the packages before you could get a good look at it. He held the package with the picture turned towards him to hide it. He grabbed a pair of fuzzy looking cat ear clips.

He didn't let you get a good look at what he ended up buying. You were a little annoyed. He had that smile on his face that only spoke of perverted trouble. Sometimes his brain can conjure up some bad things. You follow him home with his arms tightly holding the bag. He wouldn't let you see until back at the apartment you share with him. He placed the bag in your hand and told you he would be right back.

"Get changed and wait for me. I have to find the finishing touch!" He said with a wink.

You huff. He simply smiles before running back in the streets. You shut the door. For a moment you consider locking the door. That dummy forgot his key and it would be some suitable justice for whatever he's plotting.

You open the bag and sigh. Of course. Would you expect different? It's a sexy maid outfit. Complete with a frilly short skirt and an apron that is hardly suitable to catch stains. Fine. If Jiraiya wants a show then you'll put one on. Then again, you do enjoy his plans even if they are pervy.

That old perv doesn't deserve it, but you go the extra mile. Finding the cutest pair of underwear and bra you own and putting them on. You fix your hair to hid the clips once the cat ears are clipped in so they appear to really be sprouting from your head. He bought a pair of white fishnet thigh highs to go with the outfit. You put them on, careful to make sure the little bows on the sides were in their proper place.

He's just gonna tear this off of you. It's clear Jiraiya was using Halloween as an excuse to get a little kinky. Still so, he's a particular person. He likes it when you think of the small details. From perfect bows and matching undies. He even notices when you do your makeup to match the theme of whatever set of lingerie he gave you. Soft blush and pink lips to go with sharp eyeliner is his favourite. But he isn't opposed when you do more to sell the fantasy.

You slowly dab your lipgloss on your bottom lip. It was one of the ones Jiraiya bought you. He wasn't exactly connoisseur, but with a list of the products you like he can handle getting you something nice. He notices. He always notices when you wear things he got you. It flatters him. It's actually kinda adorable how he beams.

He actually has quite the nose for perfume. He's always knocked it out of the park in getting you scents you like. He must like them too. He always takes note when you wear one. You tried out one of the more floral ones he picked. Why not try and add an air of sophistication to this perverted costume? Florals are rather ladylike.

"Hey, looking good!"

The sudden appearance of your darling partner startled you. You turn to see he's standing in the doorway. He's holding a paper bag, which is suspicious. There's only a few stores that give out inconspicuous paper bags. Liquor stores and sex shops. He approaches you with that critical look in his eye. It was also admiring. He moves your hair out of the way to place a kiss on your neck, pausing a moment to take in the scent of both you and the perfume you chose. A smile on his lips that tickled your skin before he pulled back.

Jiraiya stood behind you and watched you through the reflection of the mirror. Your position is a little compromising. You are leaning forward with your butt out. The counter is just the right height to bend you over on.

"It... does seem to be missing something." He noted.

You jump when his hands went under your skirt. His fingers grabbed at the waistband of your panties.

"You won't be needing these."

"Wha-!" You could barely cry out.

In a second Jiraiya had you completely bent over the counter and your underwear to your knees. His large hand gripped a cheek and pulled it back. You grip the counter as you wait. You expect him to shove his cock right in. Most your outfits seem to be missing some part of him inside of you. It wouldn't be the first time he lost his patience and would go for it. Something cold hits your ass.

You turn to see he's squeezing lube onto you. When your eyes lock with his, Jiraiya merely grins at you. Butt stuff isn't something you are new to. Being his girlfriend meant accepting some more kinky stuff. He's tied you up and spanked you more times than you can count. He's given you vibrating underwear and turned it on in public to watch you squirm. He's shoved plenty of toys in the other hole before. All with your consent of course. Although... the vibrating underwear situation was a surprise you didn't enjoy all that much. He was all too gleeful to tease you when in public.

"I think you're missing your tail, aren't you kitty~?" Jiraiya asked almost too sweetly.

A quiet whine leaves you when he pushed his finger in. He was gentle. Going slowly as to not hurt you. It would be no fun if he ruined the fun before it began. You stayed still as he fingered you. Your quiet moans encouraged him. He got a second finger in there rather quickly. His eyes occasionally look lower, where your pussy is getting wetter despite its neglect. It smells pretty good with the floral smell of the perfume you are wearing.

"Aahh..." Your cry was soft.

Your legs are shaking as he pushed the plug in. Attached to it was a fluffy cat tail. It looks perfect paired with the ears. His pretty little cat maid was almost perfect. The bag crinkled when he reached back in.

"I think this kitty has an owner, doesn't she?"

Something is jingling. Jiraiya holds his hands out in front of your face. Pinched in his fingers is a collar. A pink collar with a bell. He shakes it a little, making the bell ring. You push your hair out of the way. The pink collar was clipped on around your neck. The inside of the collar was soft, so it wasn't uncomfortable.

"There you go, kitty~!" Jiraiya said with an almost sing song quality to his voice. He grabbed your hips and help you stand. "Look how pretty you are."

It seems you didn't need the blush. You stare at yourself in the bathroom mirror. You are flush and shaking like a leaf. You are so aroused and it's clear. You are dwarfed by his size. He's holding you firmly. By how his fingers are massaging your hips you know he's eager to continue whatever role play he has in mind.

"Does kitty like this?" He asked. His hands went around to your pelvis. His fingers just barely touched your clit. He's a fair partner. If you aren't comfortable, he'll stop.

"Y... Yes! Kitty likes!"

His reflection grew a pleased smirk. He moves in to kiss your neck, his lips caught on the collar which made it jingle. A light nip bites your ear.

"I hear kitties only meow." His voice was hushed and hot in your ear. "She'll tell me when she's ready to stop for any reason. Okay kitty?"

"Meow!"

"Good kitty."

You impersonate a purr as you nuzzle your cheek against his. He let you go and ordered you to follow him. You only took a few steps before he stopped and looked at you.

"Kitties walk on all fours." Jiraiya informed you. His tone was harsh. A warning that you ought to follow the rules he's set. Who knows what he'll do if you disobey.

"Meow." You said with nod.

You fall to your knees and continue to follow him on all fours. It added and interesting obstacle. The plug was now being squished and rocked as you crawl. With your underwear already off, you can feel the breeze grace your sex. You meow for attention. Good god you want him to just fuck you silly.

"You are a very loud kitty." Jiraiya commented. He turned around to face you with a grin. "What could she possibly want so badly?"

You crawl up to him and sit on your knees in front of him. You paw at his crotch and meow again. Jiraiya raises a sarcastic brow again. He ran his hand into your hair and gently pinched the cat ear. You flinched like it actually hurt you.

"I see. Kitty is too eager to get her cream."

"Meow!"

"She's going to have to earn it."

"Meow?" You tilt your head in question.

"I didn't get her a pretty maid outfit for no reason."

You puff your cheeks out in a pout. Jerk. He struts over to the couch with just a little too much confidence. He spins on his heel and plunks down on the cushion with his legs apart almost obnoxiously wide. As if to entice you. He knows how to play this game. You don't got much choice other than to crawl over the coffee table and kneel between his legs with your hands on his knees. You can't resist running your fingers along his inseam until your palming his crotch again. He's stiff, but not quite hard. Rubbing it caused him to moan and shift his hips. He's eager. He's simply being a jackass just to draw it out and annoy you, but he probably couldn't resist it once it started.

"Oh kitty..." Jiraiya mutters. His eyes had fallen shut and his head tilted back in ecstasy. His hand more gently runs through your hair.

Heh... once a perv always a perv. He likes to think he's bigger than that but he can become putty in your hands with the right moves. You rub your legs together with anticipation. The plug adjusting ever so slightly with your movements. You slowly pull his pants and underwear down just enough to pull out his cock. Stroking it a few times got it to full mast.

"Hah~!" He gasps lewdly when you start licking it.

If he wants effort you'll give him some god damn effort. You know how he likes it. He's a surprisingly difficult man to get off sometimes. He likes different paces and techniques. From quick with your tongue all over the underside to slow with giving the head lots of attention. Whatever path you go with usually turns him into a puddle on the couch. Well, you want him excited and needy. Perhaps teasing him with some speed and firm tonguing will convince him to drop the kinky stuff and just pound you into the table.

His fingers which have been gentle on your crown grip harder. You look up at Jiraiya to see he's now smirking. There are times you forget he's a dominant partner. As much as you like to push your boundaries he likes the control. He especially likes being in control of you. He grabs your hair between his fingers and guided the pace to what he wants. He may be losing the battle but he can counter to return it to his favour. The bell jingles to the beat he forces you to go at. It is in that steady area where it's not too fast but not slow either. You gag a little when he makes you go a little deeper than you can handle.

"Sorry kitty. Is it too big for your mouth?" Jiraiya teases you with the mocking question. He pulled you back by your hair. It stung your roots enough where it felt like it was connected straight to your tear ducts. You are back far enough where your mouth is free of the appendage that was tickling your throat.

You glare at him with your teary eyes. That feisty side of you is saying to tell him off. But that's what he wants. If just to punish you. He's not opposed to hitting you... in a sexy way of course. Your breasts, thighs, and ass are his favourite spots to turn red when you've been naughty. He slapped your face once during a role play and he felt terrible for like a week. He just didn't have the edge to be that mean. It wasn't very enjoyable for you either, but he held you so tightly afterwards babbling apologies that you couldn't be upset at him.

"M... meow." You growl out between clenched teeth.

He laughs at you, amused at your stubbornness. You don't give in easy. Which is something he does love about you. He's stated many times how he loves his girls feisty. You're the feistiest he's ever gotten to go out with him. He pulls you by your hair upwards until you're forced to move closer.

"Come on kitty. You've made it clear what you want."

You follow until you're straddling him. You reach down to stroke his cock to keep him rock hard before sitting on it. Jiraiya grabs your hips to keep you from sinking down. You groan, frustrated and needy.

"You can't just go in on it, kitty!" He scolds you. "I'm hot. Won't you take off my shirt?"

If looks could kill, Jiraiya would be a pile of ash. If he's going to deny you then you get to have some fun too. He inhales sharply in surprise when you kiss him aggressively. Your tongue in his mouth as you move your hands along. Pulling on his collar and running your nails hard down his chest. He groans as you scratch him up. If he wants a kitty you'll give him every side of a kitty. He works with you just enough so you can pull the sleeves off of his arms. His hand went down to play with you. Touching you. It was the relief you wanted. It's a good thing you were kissing him or else you would have slipped up and moaned his name.

A flare of pain and pleasure pulls at your ass. You are pulled back by Jiraiya yanking on the tail. On instinct you clenched and it didn't feel very nice. He pushed it back to its original position and rolled it around to tease your senses. You look at him with a frown. He's being oddly stingy.

"You're so wet for me, kitty." Jiraiya notes. He rocks his hand over your sex before pushing his finger inside of you.

"Ah... meo..." You could barely vocalize how that felt. You rock your hips to gain some pleasure from his still hand. Hopefully he's fluent in meows as you continue to cry it with a need.

"Okay, pretty kitty. Take me for a ride."

"Meow!" You are way too happy to agree.

It happened fast. He held the base to stay in place as you sink down. Each inch was blissful. Your body squeezing onto the insertion with eagerness. Once flush to his body, you stay still for some time. Jiraiya rubs your hips. He's breathing heavily just from the feeling of being inside of you.

You bite your lip. Your nerves are overloaded but want more. He's wonderfully infuriating like that. You grab his shoulders and hold on. You impersonate a purr while grazing your lips by his. To tease him you flash your tongue out to lick his lip.

"It's all you kitty." Jiraiya dropped his voice quietly. "Like I said, you gotta earn it."

With a quick peck to his lips, you begin. Using your grip on his shoulders as leverage to help you ride him. Rising up and down at your own pace, which was quick and hard. From tip to base you go to your satisfaction. Mouth hanging open as you pleasure that desire you've craved for so long. It's hot. It's good.

Your arms quiver, followed by your legs. It's so much! The anticipation had made you sensitive. Jiraiya looked focused. His eyes shut and mouth open as he breathes heavily. You move your hands up to his neck and cradle it as you slow down, your nerves unable to withstand going further.

Then those troublemaker eyes of his opened. Jiraiya smirks at you and does a copy of the small peck of the lips you gave him. He grabs your ass and pulls the skin back before squeezing.

"Not yet kitty." He said through his heavy breathing.

You cry out not a word recognized in any dictionary. It's simply a cry of frustration. You're so close and he's being too hard on you. He smooshed your ass together to squeeze the plug inside of you, which made it rub and bump. It's like he's trying to drive you mad. You may just lose your mind over this if he stops you again.

"Pets don't belong on couches." Jiraiya announced with confidence. He raised your chin with his finger and grins at you. "Let's take this to the floor, where I really can play with you."

You yelp when he tosses you before you could react. The cheeky bastard! A wince of pain shoots up your back when you land on your ass. Before you can recover, your oh so gentle partner has you by the hips and has you twirled around so you are on all fours.

"Ow!" You hiss under your breath. He's ruined the stockings you got on by giving you rug burn. Your knees tingle and one of your wrists feels sore from landing on it funny. Not to mention you're a fraction away from getting your forehead split open by the coffee table.

"Oh? Sorry kitty! Did you hurt something?" He put his arms around your middle in a hug.

"My knees." You mumble.

"I see. Maybe I have been a little rough on my new pet." He hums thoughtfully as he runs his hands up your thighs. He grabs the edge of your dress and flips it up. Not that he really needed to. The skirt is so short that it barely kept you covered anyways. There's a small smack when he clasps his hand on your cheek. He very softly runs his palm in a circle, as he normally does when he's preparing to spank you. "But that's no excuse for her to talk. If she's still into it, she'll start meowing her little tail off until she's satisfied."

It was a weird way to apologize, but you understand his meaning. Sorry for tossing you like a spider was in my lap, can I still fuck you silly? Acting a little offended wasn't totally out of character. Cats are known to be proud. You give in and offer him a meow, but only to push backwards and grind against him. He can have his way so long as he finally finishes what he's started.

"Good kitty! I'm happy she still wants to play!" He's all too thrilled at your actions. He grabs your hips again and pushes you forward until you don't got a choice and climb part of the table in front of you. "It's time I reward her for being such a good little kitten!"

Reward? Jiraiya doesn't throw that word around lightly. That usually means he's going to drop the act for the most part and just get down to the best part, the fucking. But even that can be drawn out and messy as he'll purposely do things to drive you to shrieking for more. You sit with your top half supported by the table but the rest of you still on the floor. Your knees pressed against the rug and ass out for whatever he's got planned.

You can't help but gasp in surprise and in pleasure when he simply pushes his erection back inside of you. That weird strange sensation of being empty was filled again as he went all the way in and stayed there for a few moments. Then he pulls out to just the head before going back in. This is a reward. Nice and gentle after being treated so roughly. Your eyes fall closed as you focus on the feeling. Panting and gasping in time to his slow thrusts. It's what your body wants. More than the fast paced rough finish you thought you were in for.

Then he grabbed the back of your neck. A second later your cheek is being squished by the tabletop. You are pinned to be bent over in the most compromising positions there are in the world. Of course there was a catch! He simply waited for your guard to lower. The most you can do in this current position is attempt to kick him. Knocking your legs and feet back to show him you are none too impressed with his actions. In response he grabbed the tail and hoisted it up. It tugs in the strangest of ways as it teases all the nerves in that area.

"Bad kitty. If she keeps kicking me, I might have to resort to worse punishments than pulling her tail."

You growl and grip the table. He can be so annoying sometimes. You return to the widened stance you had earlier and remain stationary. He's still teasing the plug and keeping you pinned. He's lucky you like him so much. At a gradual pace his thrusting speeds up. It gets to a point where the table scoots forward a little from the force. He slows just a little so that doesn't happen, but he's still fucking you quick enough to bring tears to the eyes. You can't restrain yourself to save face any longer. Crying out with each thrust in as he seems to be hitting the right spots inside of you each time.

He's getting worked up too. Grunting with each movement as he loses the composure he's had during this whole thing. You may not be able to look at him more than the blurry shape of your peripheral, but he's thrown his head back and stuttered for a breath. He's getting close. The pace breaks up for a moment as he pushes back all the way in and pauses to grind the feeling for a few blissful seconds.

"I think my new kitty has earned her cream! It's just a matter of how she wants to take it." Jiraiya managed a chuckle despite being out of breath.

He releases his grip on your neck. That's a surprise. He's usually domineering to the very end. Perhaps this is the real reward. You sit up and turn to look over your shoulder. He's flushed and panting. His whole chest moving deeply with his quick breaths. Even as you slip out he's holding his cock and resisting the urge to finish himself off. He's on the edge about to fall, yet he wants you to choose how it ends.

With a weak smile you tackle him so his back hits the foot of the couch. You mount him and finish this exactly how to want. This time he's the one to yelp as he fell back and was pinned by you. You hold his lips against yours. You don't even move that much. Rocking your hips back and forth, barely more than a few inches of him sliding in and out of you. But after ages of teasing and denial it was all you needed. It's all he needed. The sharp inhale and hold. In synch with one another. The kiss breaks for both you and him to stammer a gasp. The ability to breathe out was flighting as the build up only tenses up the lungs further. Your nails dig into his shoulders. His fingers bruise your thighs as he locks on an iron grip.

That wave of pleasure you longed for finally came. It almost was overwhelming after being denied it for so long. You place a hand on Jiraiya's abdomen as he jerks ever so slightly forward before cumming. His muscles are wound so tightly it's a surprise he doesn't strain something. They all relax after finishing.

You lay collapsed against his chest trying to catch your breath. He's in a similar situation. His head laid back on the cushion of the couch as he breathes deeply. After several moments, he groans your name like a complaint.

"Damn it!... I had this whole thing planned out where I was going to make you do things for me and reward you with little things here and there." Jiraiya began to rant his complaints to you. He lifts his head to look at you. He's still flustered, only he's pouting now. "But then you had to crawl to me looking all sexy and I couldn't resist it! I had to improvise that whole thing!"

"Are you saying you didn't have fun?" You ask in a dull tone, looking at him with a frown of disapproval.

"No! I had lots of fun! Anything with you is fun, I just wanted to really play the game you know?"

You roll your eyes and give him a kiss. He's happy to kiss you back and hold you. You relax your hands and slide your arms all the way back to hold him closer.

"We'll have plenty of time to practice before the party tomorrow." You say.

"Really?" He hums and smirks at you. "If that's the case then I'm not sure you want to attend a party in that costume."

"We can wash it."

He chuckles at your reply. With gentle hands he strokes your spine as he makes out with you. His hands which are capable of doing so much hurt are healing as he scratches at your scalp where he tugged your hair and massages circles into your butt. He's careful when pulling out the plug, knowing it doesn't feel good once the high of sex leaves your body.

You cling onto Jiraiya as he sits up and slowly gets to his feet. He trudges on to the bathroom where a nice warm shower is in order for both of you. One gets rather sweaty after such a strenuous activity. Your makeup is running a little. It's time to get clean and hit the hay.

The next night you have on your sexy costume again, freshly washed. This time you simply have on a clip on tail attached to the back of your apron. Your makeup done and perfume on to his liking. Jiraiya is sitting patiently as you finish up drawing a little black triangle on the tip of his nose. A little revenge for the marathon of kinky stuff he just put you through.

Your original idea was simply a butler costume for him as a bit of an inside joke between the friend group. But he looks even more adorable with white cat ears and a tail to go along with his costume. Plus it goes with yours. Doing a couple thing was certainly last minute, but not unpleasant. It shows he's got some foresight as he picked your costume from a rack while keeping in mind what you made for him. He is a thoughtful man, even if he is a kinky perv.

"There you go, mister cat! You're all ready to serve the masses tea!" You announce proudly as you back away from him, eye liner still in hand.

He looks at himself in the mirror before sighing. Yeah... he'll deal. It's not so bad having whiskers and a tail. Plus everyone will get a good laugh out of him. At least everyone at this party will be looking ridiculous in their costumes. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you closer.

"I only serve tea if I have my lovely maid to help me keep the riff raff in order."

"I promise I won't leave you alone." You say with bit of an eye roll.

"Good kitty. We get in, mingle, get tipsy, find a closet and have fun, okay?"

"Small talk and closet sex is your idea of a fun party experience?"

He backs away towards the door with his arms out in a shrug. He's grinning at you, which is made all the cuter with his face paint.

"Well you can't have sex in someone else's bed, that's just rude!" Jiraiya said as he continued to back out. You follow him with a shake of your head.

"But ruining their coats is just fine?"

"It's not like they use all of them!"

You tut your tongue and put on your jacket. You fix his ears as he gets his outdoor stuff on, having had knocked the clip off kilter when he put his coat on. You then fix his bow tie too, which got you raised brow. He wasn't used to being preened.

"Can we at least steal the candy bowl before going into the closet?" You ask.

"Ah, you are thinking more like me everyday." He leans forward and gives you a kiss. "I think getting more sticky is on theme isn't it?"

"Uck," you scoff and point towards the door. "Let's go, or I'm calling you every cutesy name for a cat there is all night."

"Okay okay."

You push him out the door, to which he resists and leans back just to bug you as he usually does. His weight and size are hard to fight against when he slumps. He laughs when you struggle.

"Get going, Snowflake or else I'm going without you!"

"I'm at least a Snowball, aren't I?"

With a short tempered grunt you side step. He shouts and grabs the door and frame before he fell over. He pushes himself up to standing and hops down the small step to the outside. Where he is shrouded by the night.

"Come on, kitty! We got a party to go to!" Jiraiya almost singsongs with joy as he holds his hand out for you to take.

You take his hand and step out, shutting the door behind you. You loop your arm around Jiraiya's as he leads the way to the house party. Children in costumes are running around and laughing, shouting for their treats at the doors of friendly strangers. One ran right into Jiraiya. He chuckled before scooping the kid off the ground and setting them down on their feet. He's good with children. He compliments the little guy's costume before pushing them along to reunite with their friends.

"Bye bye, kitties!" The rather adorable little sheet ghost wished you and your date as he trotted along back to his group.

It does warm your heart a little. Your friendly giant of a boyfriend who was normally so crass was incredibly soft to children. You pull him to his feet and drag him along.

"They're cute when they're not yours to look after." Jiraiya remarks. He puts his arm around you and continues to walk.

"That they are." You agree as you fall in step with him.

Stopping in front of your friend's house revealed it was already lively with people. The music muffled but blaring enough to understand the words. The adults inside casting shadows over the blinds as the jam to the monster mash. You go to ring the doorbell, which had one of those cheap Halloween add ons that looked like a headstone and laughed menacingly once it was rung. Jiraiya pulled you back before you could.

"What now?" You ask impatiently.

"Just one thing before we go in." He said. He held you against him and placed a loving kiss on your lips. Good enough melt your impatience. It broke far too quickly. You stare up at him with a blush to your cheeks and curiosity in your gaze. "Happy Halloween, baby! Love ya!"

"Happy Halloween." You return the sentiments in a whisper. "I love you too."

Jiraiya beams a wide grin at you before returning to stand by side. You ring the bell and surprisingly someone heard the first time. The door opens and your drunk host is all too happy to invite you and Jiraiya in. You hold his hand as you stride in, ready for a long drunk possibly sexual night with your favourite pervert.