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Uika blushed as she felt Sakiko fondling her neck. It was a nice feeling. But of course, Sakiko wasn’t holding Uika’s neck just for the sake of it. She was fastening a collar. That made Uika blush even more.
It was, admittedly, a fairly plain collar. The color complimented Uika, but besides that, there was nothing. Nothing but a tag with Uika’s name on it. She tried looking down to see it, but it was hidden beneath her head.
But then Uika heard a click. She raised her head, but didn’t turn. Not until Sakiko directed her to do so. When she did, the other girl was smiling.
But it wasn’t just the smile that stunned Uika. It was a wonderful smile, but there was more. In her hand, Sakiko was holding a leash. And as Uika followed the leash back, she realized it went back to her collar.
Her collar.
It was only then she realized that she could feel a tiny prick of cold on the back of her neck, the spot where the collar clipped on.
Sakiko could pull on that collar and she would have to follow.
Not that it was necessary. Sakiko didn’t want to force Uika. More importantly, Uika didn’t need any forcing. She was eager. Perhaps even more eager than Sakiko was.
She truly was a golden retriever of a human.
But that’s why Sakiko loved her. Enthusiasm like that was hard to find.
Sakiko loved Uika; that’s why she wanted to make her happy.
That’s why Sakiko was going to take her dog out for a walk.
Once they were sure that the collar was secure and comfortable, they were off. It was a cool evening, so there wouldn’t be too many people around. Layers gave them an excuse to bundle up. But in all that, the collar was still visible. The leash sat on top of Uika’s clothes, leading to Sakiko’s hand.
Anyone who passed by could see who was the pet and who was the owner.
Being in public made them both blush. It would just be a simple walk around the block, but that still offered chances for strangers to see them.
But aside from that, it felt like any other walk they might take. They walked at the same pace, so the leash didn’t come into play at all. Sakiko could have walked faster, or Uika slower, such that Sakiko would need to pull on the leash. But that felt strange with how they normally walked, so they didn’t.
But then, Uika stopped. She was staring a little into the distance, as they were passing by a park. Sakiko smiled, appreciating the sight of her lost in thought, but continued walking. Quite quickly, it was enough for the slack of the leash to tighten. As Sakiko kept walking, it started tugging against Uika’s neck.
Uika turned to Sakiko. She started walking again, at a quicker pace so she could catch up. She now had a blush on her face. Feeling the collar pulled tight against her had been nice. She wished Sakiko would do it again.
But they kept walking at their usual pace. It wasn’t the dog’s role to tell its owner how to treat it. Uika would accept however Sakiko wanted to treat her.
She wished that girl could be just a little bit more cruel.
But at the same time, that kindness was why Uika loved her. That kindness was why Sakiko was willing to put up with her.
Although, in this case, it seemed that Sakiko liked it just as much as Uika.
She stopped again. Not for any particular reason. But when Sakiko started tugging on the leash again, Uika was validated.
Once they were home, she would have to ask Sakiko to be rougher with her more often.
But on that note, Sakiko began walking home, which meant that Uika was going to follow her. They were doing a loop around some streets, so they never had to turn around, just keep going forward, until finally, the apartment building came into view. Back inside, up the elevator, and then they were home.
Uika was disappointed when Sakiko finally removed the leash. So, before Sakiko could remove the collar, Uika spoke up. “Can I leave it on? Just for a little bit longer?”
Sakiko smiled and nodded. “Of course.” She could read the expression on Uika’s face, the desire she had.
Still holding that smile, Sakiko leaned over and began scratching Uika under the chin. “Of course you can. You’re a good girl, so you deserve a treat like that.”
The sounds Uika made after that were much more like a cat than a dog.