Dave: Okay, when you said you were gonna make me your bitch, this is totally not what I had in mind. Jade: Dave(Trying to get his attention) Dave: I mean, I’m a strider. No vanilla shit here. But dog stuff? Seriously? What’re you gonna make me do? Bark and piss on the floor? Jade: Dave, stop rambling and put the doggy ears on. Dave: (Sighing melodramatically) Fine. (Shoves dog ears on head idk what sound that makes) Jade: Awww! You look so cute! Dave: (sighs grumpily) Could you al least get off the chair and on the floor with me? Jade: No, you promised! Jade: Now off come the clothes. Dave: Finally! Jade: Dave, do doggies talk? Dave: Uh, No… Jade: Than neither can you. (clothes being fumbled with) Jade: Nuh uh, dogs can’t take off clothes. Now put your paws in the air so I can get that shirt off of you. (Clothes come off) Jade: You are just so adorable! (Dave starts to speak back, but thinks better of it and whines instead.) Jade: Good Boy! (Kisses him on mouth. He tries to kiss back, but she stops him) Jade: Do dogs kiss? Dave: (Noise of disagreement) Jade: Than neither do you. Dave: (whines) Jade: Do you know what dogs do do though? They bite. Dave: (sound of him kissing her neck) Jade: (moans, then makes a sharp noise of pain) Not too hard though. That would make them bad dogs. (more moaning) Jade: (out of breath) Do you know what else dogs do? They lick. Dave: (sound of him kissing her neck, more licking less biting. Sound of her shirt coming off.) Jade: (moaning) a little… lower Dave: (starts to go after her breasts. Jade moans more) Jade: ngh…Lower (Sound of clothes coming off) Dave: (Starts to go down on her) Jade: (sex noises until she orgasms) Dave: (Panting) So, care to help me out. Jade: (breathing heavily) Do dogs talk? Dave: (noise that sounds vaguely like no) Jade: Do dogs have sex with their masters? Dave: (Whimpers miserably) Jade: (sounding sympathetic) Do you know what horny dogs do to people? Dave: (questioning noise) Jade: They grind (Dave tries to climb up on her lap, sound of chair being pushed) Jade: No! Down boy! Dave: (keens/whines/whimpers/ you know the noises ugh) Jade: If you want to get off, you’re gonna have to do it yourself. Dave: (more whimpering) Jade: Would you rather be left here like this? Dave: No! I mean (whimpering noise) Jade: Thank be a good doggie and get yourself off. Jade: Would you like my leg, or will I have to make you rub against the floor? Dave: (the fucking whimper noise god I am so tired of writing that word) Jade: Leg it is! (Dave starts grinding on her leg, making tiny little ‘oh shit’ sounds and trying to cover them up so she doesn’t take her leg away. He comes with a gasp and a string of swears disguised as barks.) Dave: (breathing heavily and panting) Jade: Good Boy