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“Bark.” Dante barked in an unusually higher-pitched voice as he flopped down on the couch beside you and buried his face in your lap. He nuzzled your thighs and hand, begging for pets.

“Feeling needy today, huh boy?” You chuckled. Ever since bringing up your interest in petplay, Dante had had fun suddenly springing it on you so he can get affection, comfort, and occasionally a good pounding. It was unclear what his goal was today since when you first started petting him, he lay face down in your lap, taking in slow and deep breaths, and started curling around your legs. Then there was a sudden shift. Dante turned his head so he could press his face against the bulge in your pants. He nuzzled against your soft warmth, sniffed your musk, and mouthed at you. As you leaned back and let him play, Dante growled sensually. Using his canines, he bit your zipper and pulled it down. “Impatient boy.” You said, making Dante smirk up at you, your zipper still between his teeth, and wiggled his brow suggestively.

You let him have his fun, get it out of his system, so he will be more relaxed and less guarded. As he knelt on the floor at your feet, naked aside from both your cum painting his skin, arms wrapped around one of your legs as he nuzzled you and made happy purrs, you finally asked.

“Now that my good boy has gotten to play, does he want to tell me what’s bothering him?”

Dante visibly deflated. He turned his head away from you and pressed more of his weight into you. You could practically see his imaginary tail and ears droop as he goes quiet for a moment.

“Not really,” Dante said, shaking his head against your leg. “Can you just…”

“Sure.” You fill in the quiet with your answer. You return to petting his now-damp hair. “You’re all dirty now, pup.” Your voice returns to a more cheerful tone. “Master is going to give you a bath and pamper you.”

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“So, like, is it true you're gay now?”

“I swing both ways. Why limit myself when I've got chicks like you two around?”

“Hehe, that's so hot. Makes me wanna see what you’ve learned from that boyfriend of yours.”

“Ya. You’ll play with us, won’t you, Dante? You’re bi so, like, you can have both.”

“That’s not how it works. Being bi doesn't mean I cheat. But that doesn't mean the 4 of us can’t have a little… party.”

Dante smirks both with pride and amusement at how easily he can make the pair of bimbos squeal and fawn over him. However, the moment you finally get out of work, his focus snaps to you and stays there.

“Babe.” He greets, pulling away from the cackling hens to wrap an arm around your neck and go in for a kiss. But you don’t let him put his lips on you, instead shooting him a disapproving, angry look that lets him know he was in trouble for the scene you just walked in on. “What’s with the pout? Hey!” Dante shouts when you pull away and start storming down the street. He trails after you, not even sparing a word to the women. “What’s with you? I was just messing around. It’s not like I touched them or agreed to anything. You gotta get that stick out of your ass.” Dante kept talking to you as you speed-walked home, but you didn't respond. You let Dante chase you and have a one-way conversation until you reach your place.

You slipped inside, leaving the door open for him to also enter, and made your way to a certain drawer in your bedroom.

“Look, can you ju–” Dante was cut off when you suddenly whip around and latch his collar, with already attached leash, around his neck. He was barely able to get out a “What the fuck?” before you go on the attack. You move around him and try to wrap a belt around his wrists, but Dante fights back.

There is shoving, swearing, and attempts to pin each other. The fight is rough, but not truly violent because Dante knows he could easily win. He had his strength and the weapons he could summon, not to mention the safe word, but then he wouldn’t get the rush of adrenaline that came with wrestling you. The way you pull his hair, yank on his collar, rip off his clothes, pin him down and straddle him, god it got him so fucking hard.

Then came the sharp slap across his cheek and your voice, dripping in arousal and triumph, calling him a “bad boy”, that made his cock twitch.

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Nero sat curled up in his cage, breathing slowly and flexing his hands that stung a bit from the struggle he put up. It was always like this, his tough surface personality would rage and fight, but eventually he always breaks down into his soft, needy side that only you get to see.

“Have you finished throwing a fit?” You ask as you reenter the playroom, filling it with light from the other room for a moment before plunging it back into the dim light. Nero had stopped thrashing around a couple of minutes ago, so you were here to continue the roleplay or end it if Nero asked for it. That wouldn’t be necessary, though, because Nero’s head shot up, eyes wide, a smile on his red face. If they were real, the dog ears on his head would have cutely sprung up from a sad droop too.

“Master.” Nero breathed. “Yes, I’m done. Sorry for freaking out.” Nero shifted into a crawl so he could move to the wall of the cage you were walking towards.

“It’s alright, baby boy, we all have our moments.” You crouch down to be on his level. “But I am so proud of you for calming down so quickly.” You reach through the bars to give his now-damp hair a stroke, dragging your nails along his scalp in a pleasant scratch. His eyes flutter closed, and he leans into your comforting touch. “I think you deserve a reward.”

Nero’s eyes slowly open and he looks up at you curiously as you stand. His gaze darts down to your hands when they reach for your belt. Nero’s heart jumped, a rush of excitement and arousal flashed through his eyes.

“Oh shit, yes please.” Nero shifted onto his knees and pressed his face up against the cage bars, opening his mouth wide and letting his tongue lol out in eager anticipation for his treat.