Page 136 of Love Unlimited

Can I go pet our puppy, Daddy?

Daddy’s eyes sparked. You should go ask their Handler, shouldn’t you?

Landon nodded. Yes, Daddy. He turned to Zhong. Can I pet puppy Ash?

Daddy leaned into the conversation. Tell him what you want to do.

A rush of embarrassment flashed through him, making him feel at once dirty and naughty, but also unbearably aroused. Daddy Zhong took on this quality of almost mythic proportions, guardian of Ash’s needs and authoritative observer. I want to play with their tail, Danger signed with small movements, looking down.

Daddy Zhong smirked, too. Go ahead. I think Ash would like that.

Danger raced down the path, looking back only to see that Ash was following him. There was only one place he wanted to be, somewhere secret and hidden, just for a puppy and his boy.

Ash skidded to a stop when they saw the new structure tucked behind the garage. It was a whole playhouse, adult sized with pine walls and airy windows. Landon and Zhong had kept it simple with a ramp leading up to the door, and nothing inside but Ash’s puppy bed and a child-sized table that Ash could kneel at to draw or play. If they wanted to add glass windows, a door, and insulation, they could do that later. But for now, it had the open feel of a treehouse.

Danger dashed inside, kicked off his shoes, and waited on the puppy bed for Ash to come to him. He didn’t have long to wait. Ash sniffed around, then came crashing into him, knocking him backward and pressing their warm nose into his skin while their wet tongue poked out from underneath to leave searing imprints against his skin.

Usually he thought Ash’s puppy kisses were cute, but now he felt each one like a brand, leaving his nerves sizzling.

Ash bounced off him, sniffed into the corner, checked out the little table, then bounded back. He could see in their face the effects of the tail, the way it was sending unexpected jolts of desire through them.

You like your house, puppy? He asked, even though he didn’t expect an answer. It was clear they loved it.

They pounced onto him again with a tangle of lean limbs and the fresh scent of sweat that was uniquely their own. It was a snuggly brawl, with both of them rolling over each other on the fuzzy mattress. Danger felt like Ash had injected him with all of their excitement and just moving felt good.

This wasn’t running with a focus, just tumbling around. Every touch between them felt electric, but also playful. A loose-limbed expansion into space. Ash rolled around on top of him, licking at his shoulders, until they seemed to notice his erection. Their eyes went wide.

Hilariously, they turned around to investigate, gently nosing against shorts in an innocent, thrilling way that there were no words to describe.

Danger held very still, willing them to continue. In Ash’s excitement, their nose stroked hard against him in one direction, then he felt their breath and lips around the middle of his shaft, hot through the fabric, before they nosed around lower against his sensitive balls. It was unexpected and glorious, with no pattern or any signal of what would come next.

He ran his hands down their back, feeling their spine arching into his hand.

A shadow darkened the doorway, and Danger looked up to see the other two people who meant the most to him in the world. They were both smiling at him, Daddy with dark, smoldering desire and Daddy Zhong with an amused twist to his lips.

I see you two are enjoying the playhouse, Daddy Zhong commented.

Danger nodded. God, was he. He hadn’t even been thinking of anything beyond innocent tea parties and coloring books when he helped build it, but it was perfect for this.

Have fun. Daddy Zhong told him, still amused. I’ll be weeding the garden if you need me.

Perhaps before, Landon would have worried about Daddy Zhong feeling left out. But Landon could read his expressions much better now and they’d talked about this. He looked supremely happy about both what Ash was doing, and his own plans to weed the garden. That meant Landon didn’t need to worry about anything except the sweet feeling of Ash’s body against his.

When Daddy Zhong left the doorway, Daddy stepped in. Even when he took a seat on the small, sturdy table, he still towered over both of them on the floor. His long legs were just a few inches from them, and Ash leaned over to give him his own greeting of licks and nuzzles against his shins.

Daddy scratched Ash’s head and behind their ears, making Ash wiggle even more on Landon’s prone body, their hips straddling his. Good puppy, Daddy praised. Such a good puppy.

Ash wriggled, grinding into Danger until his eyes rolled back in his head.

What do you like, puppy? Daddy asked rhetorically? Do you like being pet? Should we play with your tail?

Ash threw their head back, probably barking, in what might have looked like agreement. Landon didn’t know what puppy space was like for Ash—whether they pretended not to understand language while noticing it all, or really went to a place where it had no meaning—but he was confident that they could still safeword if they were uncomfortable.

Though there really wasn’t any question of what they wanted when they turned in a little circle, chasing their tail, and then flopped back down with their black-and-teal snout against Danger’s dick and their little puppy mitts pressed against his thigh. He drew in a deep breath.

Good puppy, Daddy praised. Danger has a nice bone for you…

Ash nipped at Landon’s belly, snuffling and nuzzling along it until they had a piece of Landon’s shorts in their teeth. This time, Danger didn’t try to stop them from pulling them down his legs, their pert little ass wriggling with the effort.