What are your thoughts on Mammon + puppy/petplay👀
you watch mammon's cheeks flush in quick succession, his lips trembling as he fights against the instinct to defend himself. instead, his throat bobs underneath the leather collar wrapped around his neck, the golden dog tag hanging from the o-ring rattling slightly. "im... im a good boy," he manages to mumble out weakly, his gaze refusing to look up from the floor, but you just can't have that, no no..
looping the leash in your hand around your palm a few times, you give it a firm tug towards you, and mammon lets out a yelp in surprise as he's pulled along with it, clumsily crawling forward until he's knelt between your legs. the fluffy dog ears on his head slip out of place with the sudden movement, and you lift your free hand up to gently fix them while staring down at his wide-eyed expression. "you know better! say it like you mean it, puppy," you coo sweetly while giving the space between the two ears a few condescending pats. again, mammon's mouth twitches, lips parting around a petulant whine even as he straightens his posture and folds his hands in his lap.
"im a good boy," he says again, dark blue eyes peering up at you through fluttering pale lashes, "im yer good boy, mama!" his voice is pathetically squeaky, cracking around the edges with embarrassment, and you'd feel bad for him if he wasn't so bad at hiding the bulge tenting in his boxer shorts right now. dropping the leash into your lap, you lift both hands up, squishing his cheeks between your palms and smothering his warm face in kisses, each one accompanied with praise. you can feel him squirming under the onslaught of affection, tilting his head to try and press his mouth against yours, letting out cute little moans and whines when you dodge him with ease, but good puppies ask for what they want! he knows that! silly mammon.
when you move to pull back, he chases after you, arms wrapping tight around your waist as he rests his chin your chest, blinking up at you with a pleading expression and a pout. "mama, mommy.. can i get a kiss? please? 'm bein' sucha good boy!" you can't help but laugh at how desperate he sounds, curling two fingers underneath his collar and tugging him up until your mouths are just a breath apart. you can actually see the impatience on his face, eyes focused on your lips as he waits for your permission, fingers curling tight into the fabric of your shirt. a puppy with it's favorite treat balanced on it's nose, just waiting for..
he's on you within seconds, mouth crashing into yours with a groan as he crawls up to press you down into the bed, hands slipping over the curve of your ass to grab onto your thighs and wrap your legs around his waist. his tongue laps at the seam of your lips desperately, begging to be let in, and once you open up he's licking every corner of your mouth like it's the sweetest treat in the world.
"thank you mama.. thankyouthankyou–hmm! best mama, best owner, i love this..." he whines into your mouth between all the kisses and licks.
a/n: my user isnt 'mammonspuppy' for nothin anon, puppy play is my bread and butter fr. also i hit 300 followers yesterday?? woah
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