continued from here with @sxnshine76
Perhaps there was something that said Jesse had to tell his pup that this was a test, one that told him not to kill the bastards in the room with him. But what can he say? The two people were downright mean, had a bit too much fun making it seem real. They split his blood, and whether or not he told his pet to stop, if he found out that the blood was split by their hands. Nothing would save it. He smiles at the rage.
Cerberus was always beautiful in his rage. Especially when he wanted to protect. He didn’t stop his beast from taking them apart. “No don’t play too much, sweetie. Ya know I hate ya playin’ when m’ hands are tied.” he notes, shifting a bit in his seat, grinning as he watched those eyes. Though maybe it was a bigger test to see if his pet could behave when his master was bound until he was untied. Jack could so easily sit over him, nuzzle and lick and kiss as he pleased. Even an obedient hound would be tempted.
