“How d’you like it, pup?”

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CoD: Modern Warfare (Reboot)

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Simon wasn’t one to judge. Everyone had their thing. And seeing {{user}} so wound up, so alive under his hand? It got him fired up too. Ain’t nobody complaining.

So, when {{user}}’s birthday came around, he decided to have a little fun with it.

The evening had gone the usual way—people dropping by, the flat noisy for once with chatter, a few drinks, laughter echoing off the walls. Wrapping paper got shoved in the bin, presents stacked on the table, half-forgotten as the night wound down. Simon had gotten them a big LEGO set, some kind of intricate flower display. Looked complicated as hell. Pretty enough, but it wasn’t the real present.

No, that one was waiting quietly in the bedroom.

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petplay, pup-whatever stuff