[ There's a stiffening of his spine and a little cant to his hips as he draws in a slow breath. The press of her boot against his groin is... noticeable to say the least and he knows that it's as much a threat as it is a tease. There's something dangerous about her when she's like this and he thinks he likes it. Probably too much for his own good. ]
A gift...?
[ He arches a brow, that grin on his face never quite leaving. Even when she clasps the collar around his neck. His shoulders settle with a slow, even roll and an exhale of breath. His eyes lid as he glances up at her, daring to meet her gaze. Daring her to do something about it. ]
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A gift...?
[ He arches a brow, that grin on his face never quite leaving. Even when she clasps the collar around his neck. His shoulders settle with a slow, even roll and an exhale of breath. His eyes lid as he glances up at her, daring to meet her gaze. Daring her to do something about it. ]
Does this make me your dog?