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Author's Note: I wrote something sweet (and spicy) for this prompt. Since a collar is my personal favorite mark of ownership, I figured Cozy getting a new collar from her favorite hypnotist was only fitting. Happy Hypnovember Day 18!

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On a lazy Saturday afternoon, Cozy heard the doorbell ring. She stood up from her spot on Ronan's gray fabric couch and padded over to the door. The kitsune pulled the door open to see a small, nondescript brown package on the ground. The label had Ronan's name and address, so she brought it inside.

She set it down on the kitchen table. Loud, heavy music filtered in from the garage, peppered with the sound of moving weights as the wolf worked out. She opened the door to the garage and leaned against the door frame.

The midnight blue wolf had his back on the bench press. Cozy couldn't tell how much weight was on the bar, but the way his muscles strained and rippled every time he lifted it told her it was a lot. She watched him work out for a few more minutes before he noticed her standing there.

He set the bar down in its slot and sat up on the bench. He took the sweat towel wrapped around his neck and wiped the back of his forehead with it. “What's up?" he asked.

“Can't a girl just admire the view?" the kitsune responded with a smirk.

He rolled his eyes at her, but his muzzle twisted into a smile. “Should I go back to lifting then?" he asked. “Give you something to keep admiring?"

Her whiskey-brown eyes flicked from his bulging biceps to the bar behind him, then back to his blue-grey eyes. “You definitely should," she said. “But you did get a package. I left it on the kitchen table."

He broke out into an excited grin. “Package?" he repeated as he jumped to his feet. They both walked through the door and back into the kitchen. The wolf beelined for the package and held it in his large paws. He carefully opened the side flaps and peeked inside. When he looked back to Cozy, he had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

She felt her heart rate quicken. “What is it?" she said with a nervous laugh. She looked around his paws to try and see inside the package, but all she could see were strings of paper confetti floating down to the ground.

“A present," he replied. He slowly pulled his paw out of the box and set the empty box on the table. He held the object up in the air for Cozy to see.

An intricately woven collar dangled between his fingers. Cozy gently ran her fingers over the impossibly thin strips of iridescent midnight blue leather tightly woven together. She watched in wide-eyed fascination as the color shifted from deep blue to icy gray when the collar moved. In the middle of the collar, attached to the O-ring dangled a small bell, like the kind on a cat's collar.

She looked up at him. “This is for me?" she asked in disbelief.

He nodded and stepped behind her. He wrapped the collar around her neck, and she could feel the cold metal from the O-ring pressing into her flesh. “A beautiful collar for my beautiful good girl," he said.

The kitsune felt the edges of her mind start to go hazy as feelings of pride and lust bubbled up in her stomach. “Mmhmm," she agreed as his fingers quickly fastened the collar around her neck.

He chuckled as spun her around to face him. He hooked a furry finger through her O-ring and gently tugged her toward him. She gasped as he leaned down closer to her. His blue-gray eyes locked onto hers while his muzzle hovered just over her ear. “You like when I tug on your collar, don't you?" he asked.

She nodded and swallowed hard. The haze in her mind grew thicker as his deep baritone voice slithered into her ears. The blues and grays in his eyes began to slowly swirl together in a mesmerizing pattern she couldn't look away from.

He tugged on it again and pulled her even closer to him. “Just a little tug, tug and you become such a good little pet, don't you?" he said. “So eager to do what I ask, so ready to prove to me what a good girl you can be."

Cozy's jaw slackened and her eyes drooped. She nodded her head and gave him a dazed smile. She had no thoughts roaming around her head except what he put there, and no desires except what he encouraged.

“Tell me," he said with another tug, tug on her collar. “How does this collar make you feel?"

“Like I belong to you," the kitsune responded in an automatic voice.

Ronan growled from deep in his chest and tugged her closer to him until his muzzle connected with her neck. He bit down on the spot between her neck and her shoulder blade. She moaned as his teeth pressed into her.

“Good girl," he breathed as he pulled himself away from her and locked eyes again. His chest rose and fell rapidly as lust clouded his vision. “That collar is a brand," he said to her as he tugged, tugged on the collar again. “My brand, so when you're wearing it you and everyone else around you know exactly who you belong to."

She whined as she looked up at him. She could smell the musk radiating off him at this distance: heady, sweet, with a lingering scent of diesel fuel. She wanted to bury her face in him, to inhale his pheromones and allow them to rewrite her neural pathways.

“You like everyone knowing you're mine when you wear this collar," he said. “You like them knowing you're my girl, don't you?" She nodded as his words sent tingles down her spine. “Be a good girl and sit for me."

Cozy sank to her knees obediently. He stepped forward until her muzzle pushed against the bulge in his pants. Even through the denim, his musk surrounded her. Without thinking, she wrapped her mouth around the bulge through the fabric.

The wolf smirked down at her as he brushed her long, blonde hair out of her face. “You want to taste me?" he asked.

The kitsune nodded and pulled away long enough for him to unfasten his pants and slip them down over his hips. With only his boxers in between her and her goal, Cozy gripped the elastic waistband and pulled them down, too.

His dark red length pushed out of his sheath and throbbed as she leaned in toward it. Precum glistened on the head of his shaft. She felt her mouth water and her head spin as the scent of his musk overwhelmed her. She wrapped her mouth around his bulging shaft and swallowed his entire length down to his knot.

He growled as he threaded his fingers through her hair. “That's my good girl," he said in a strained voice as her tongue worked over his length. “You always take it so well." He watched as she bobbed her head up and down. “Go ahead and take it all, pet," he said. “Past the knot."

Cozy felt herself almost glowing with pride at his praise. She relaxed her throat and pushed even farther down his shaft until his knot stretched her lips. She struggled to breathe as he stuffed her mouth full, and her eyes began to water.

He tightened his grip on the back of her head and began to gently thrust. He moaned as the head of his length hit the back of her throat. “Such a good girl," he groaned. He thrust a couple more times before he pulled himself out of her mouth. She gagged and coughed as a long line of drool connected her muzzle to the head of his cock.

“Follow me," he said as he padded around the corner up the stairs. Cozy crawled after him on her hands and knees, all five tails high in the air. She knelt in front of him at their bedside.

Ronan reached down and hoisted the kitsune up and laid her on the bed on her back. She giggled as he lifted her with ease. The wolf slipped her pants down over her hips and nudged her legs open. He crawled up onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs. He locked eyes with her and grabbed her wrists in his paws. He pinned them above her head and held them there with one paw.

He growled as he looked down and saw her breasts peeking out from beneath her crop top. Just the bottoms of her pink nipples were visible, but it was enough to make his cock throb between his legs. He leaned forward and pushed himself into her. She gasped and arched her back to allow him to go even deeper. He took one of her nipples in his mouth as the crop top fell to her collarbones and exposed her full, bouncing breasts.

Cozy moaned loudly as he thrust in and out of her in a steady, even rhythm. “Don't wait for permission to cum," he said as he switched to her other nipple. “As soon as you're ready, I want you to cum for me, okay?"

She nodded as he began to fuck her harder. Her moans became shallow and more frequent as her hips began to undulate underneath him. She whined as he pinched her nipple between his teeth. He cupped her cheek with the paw not holding her wrists and looked at her lust-filled eyes.

His swirling, blue-grey rings pulsated with every thrust. She felt the pressure in her abdomen build more rapidly as he looked at her, as if he could control her orgasm with only his gaze. He bottomed out on every thrust now, and she felt his knot stretching her entrance.

The kitsune felt the pressure burst as her orgasm overcame her. Her moans echoed off their bedroom walls and her muscles clamped down around his length inside of her and spasmed as her hips bucked wildly.

Ronan felt a gush of wetness as she twitched around him. He maintained eye contact with her as he continued to fuck her with the same pace and intensity as before. Her eyes widened, and a smirk twisted onto his muzzle. Her moans turned to whines as she writhed underneath him.

“Please," she begged. “Please, it's so sensitive."

He nodded and leaned forward to kiss her. “Mmhmm," he said when he pulled away. He thrust into her hard to drive home his point, and she didn't disappoint with her squirm and her whine. “But you take it so well anyway, don't you?"

She nodded her head as she twisted her hips beneath him. He used his free paw to hold her still; even as she tried to move, she felt his strength hold her in place.

He used his grip on her hip as leverage to push himself even deeper into her. His own orgasm twisted and pulled at his abdomen as he thrust into her. He sank his teeth into the fleshy spot between her neck and shoulder and buried himself fully inside her. His cock swelled as ropes of hot, thick cum sprayed against her inner walls. He let out a deep, guttural growl as he twitched and spasmed inside of her.

The wolf collapsed on top of her as his legs gave out. He rolled them until they were both on their sides, and he hooked his leg over hers to keep their waists close. He knew it would be a while before he was able to pull himself out of her.

Cozy snuggled into his chest. The familiarity of his scent surrounded her as the warmth from his body wrapped around her like a blanket.

“You were such a good girl tonight," he said in a low, tired voice. “My good girl." He reached up with one paw and lazily scratched the top of her head.

She nuzzled into his hand as his words washed over her. She could hear the steady beat of his heart as it thudded against his ribcage, and she soon found herself breathing in rhythm with him. Her eyes fluttered closed as sleep began to overpower her. Collared, knotted, and full of his cum – Ronan had successfully marked his territory, and his kitsune pet felt content to fall asleep still attached to her Master.