Zhong put his arm around Landon’s waist, pulling him close as they both laughed together at Ash’s antics. Finally, Ash got the whole thing in their mouth, then looked up at the two of them with puzzlement when it was still attached to the string.
Landon was laughing so hard that he couldn’t even move, so it was fortunate that Zhong was composed enough to hold Ash’s muzzle while he tugged at the string until it broke through the donut.
Jump! Zhong commanded, one hand jumping downward onto the other.
Ash looked at them, cheeks bulging, then clambered down, front paws first. A look of… something crossed their eyes. Something shivery and pleasurable. Then they came back to their humans, begging to do it again with their little paws raised.
Zhong let them do it two more times before he told them the donuts were finished and led them over to the next part of the course.
This was the part that Landon was particularly proud of. It had come to him almost like a dream, this vision of wandering down a little path and getting lost in it, pretending that a small cluster of bushes was a forest the way that only small beings were likely to do. He and Zhong had made a winding path of soft artificial paving, and then lined it with flowering bushes.
Right now the bushes were still small, more placeholders for the enchanted pathway through the towering woods that he envisioned, but they were still fun for Ash to sniff and circle around.
Zhong got their attention with a ball, held it up, and then lobbed it overhead about halfway down the path. Landon hoped that this would give them a bit more of a challenge in finding the ball without getting so exhausted from moving in a position that their body wasn’t meant for, despite their canine mannerisms.
Ash brought it back triumphantly, turning it over only when Zhong offered them a piece of watermelon. Landon scratched their ears, getting all of the sweaty spots under their hood while they shivered and arched up into his hand.
Zhong tossed the ball again and Ash took off after it, nosing around with their little silicone tail up in the air until they found it.
That was when Landon noticed something that he should have realized much earlier: Ash’s new tail wasn’t attached to the belt they usually wore around their waist. It was poking out of a little hole in their shorts, which meant it could only be a butt plug.
All of Landon’s innocent, playful thoughts turned instantly dirty, his cock swelling almost before he made sense of what he was seeing.
Now he understood those gasping expressions of pleasure that had flitted across Ash’s face at the oddest times. Every move they made was grinding the toy against their inner walls, sparking their arousal.
Ash came bounding back toward them, the squishy ball caught in their mouth, and Landon could see all of it. There was something a little dazed in their eyes, small moments when they would pause and let the sensations wash through them.
Landon hadn’t thought much about the sexual side of puppy play for Ash before, but now he could only see it as an invitation. Even if Ash was mostly ignoring the sensations now in favor of balls to catch and watermelon rewards, there was no way they would have ever worn the toy if they were only thinking about playing fetch with their Handler.
Landon was so absorbed in watching Ash’s pert little tail as they scampered away and their bright eyes as they returned, that they didn’t even notice Dustin until he was wrapping his arms around them from behind.
Well, one arm. He had his other arm around Zhong. He looked relaxed, as he so often did these days, now that he had time to cook elaborate dinners and read on the couch. Or maybe that was because someone was always cuddling him. Usually Zhong, but often Landon or Ash.
Landon felt like he was getting much better at snuggling these days. With the other three around him, it was hard not to.
Hi Daddy, Landon said, still half distracted by Ash’s tail.
Hi Danger, Daddy returned.
Did Landon feel like he was Danger now? Maybe. Not quite yet, but he wanted it. With Daddy here and Ash’s little tail giving him all sorts of naughty ideas… That was exactly what he wanted.
Hi Daddy, he said again, hoping that he wouldn’t have to explain anything more about how he wanted to let everything go and scramble around on the ground with his sexy puppy.
I brought you something. Daddy reached into his pocket and brought out the two leather cuffs that signified Landon’s shift into his middle role.
Landon held out his wrists, feeling something go all floaty and free inside as Daddy snapped them into place.
Ash didn’t need any signifiers like that, slipping between roles so quickly that Landon often missed the transition. In fact, they still weren’t wearing the collar Zhong had gotten them, though he imagined they’d wear it to the next mosh.
But for Landon, there was something secure and right about the cuffs and what they represented. When he was wearing them, he didn’t need to hold anything back. Daddy would manage all of his needs, no matter how unexpected, and Danger could let go.
The second they were on, Danger dragged Daddy into a fierce kiss, biting and attacking until Daddy got the upper hand, yanking back on Landon’s hair until the pain held him captive with the pleasure, devouring his mouth until Danger was whimpering and needy.
Daddy smirked down at him, one hand still holding his head in place. That was an unexpected welcome.
Daddy… Did you see Ash’s tail?
Daddy’s eyes drifted away, and then returned. Ahhh… It looks like our puppy has a very cute tail.