Good boy | Dmitri, Trent and Adam
Noticing the frown, Dmitri gave Adam a fond look after he pulled away from the kiss, as if to say ‘you’re still my puppy’. He stood up and stepped away from Trent, looking down at him. “Alright, let the training begin.” he said with a grin, very, very excited about the whole thing, “Come on, stand up doggy.” He bent over and slapped his thighs, patronizing grin on his face and a mischievous glint in his eye.
Well, this was going to be one interesting afternoon. He let Adam drag him to his feet as Dmitri slapped his thighs and looked between the two of them, ‘What if I don’t want to be trained?’ Like he was going to go making this easy on either of them, ‘You’re going to what? Hit me with a newspaper?’ Trent had always been rebellious and it showed up in a bratty streak when things like this were going on.
Adam hauled Trent up and then wound the chain of his leash around his hand so Trent didn't have as much slack as he led him back towards the yard where the kennel was. "No, we'll hit you with much more interesting things than paper," he said, smirking at Dmitri. "And we have other ways of making you obey.."
