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Pet Not-Peeves

The AU!Pet Person Meme (Shipping & Smut)

>> premise

Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a conscientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be.

The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapiens. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed.

Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human.

So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?

As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
All pet types are best suited for certain jobs, and when hunting for one, it is best to search for a type that suits your needs best.
However, a "True Match" - when a pet person bonds with you and only you for the rest of their natural lives - comes naturally, and sometimes takes time before you can find the pet you will be able to give a forever home to.
According to all current research, pet people are completely sentient and like us in many ways. However, it is important to remember that they have many animalistic and feral characteristics. Do not be foolish and think that your pet is a person, despite the facts that many are clothed and may be allowed to read, write, and have "hobbies." Some traditional pet owners may eschew these frivolities, and that is within their right.
Pet people age more quickly than humans, at least physically, and many types have long lifespans. It is not uncommon for pets to be passed through the family. When getting your child their first pet, it's important to keep in mind that just because the pup is tiny now, a grown pet can be jumpy around a small child.
It is important to train a pet. Discipline will be necessary. This does not make you a bad owner. Failure to train early will result in a rebellious pet. Training is especially important if you want your pet to serve as a household servant.
Remember, your pet will be extremely protective of you, especially if you are Truly Bonded. It is best to socialize them early. A socialized pet is a perfect family pet.
These days, unowned and unbonded pet people are allowed to live as strays or "Frees" in certain designated areas. Some even hold "jobs." This is against their best interest, and owners who adopt these strays are to be rewarded. Still, the best place to get pets are from liscenced kennels or breeders.
Some masters find it beneficial to participate in activities with their pets, such as shows and other competitions.
Finally, much has been made about the sexual relationship between pet and master. This is a normal facet of the bond, and humans are sure to find pet people sexually alluring. But beyond that, it is only responsible and prudent for owners to care for their pet's needs. It is a well-known fact that the libidos of pet people are remarkably strong, and when they go into heat, it is usually more convenient for a master to relieve them. There is no risk of pregnancy. All rumors of hybrids are urban legends.
Despite this, masters must remember to not view their pets as romantic partners. Humans should stay with humans.

With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master!

>> how to play

Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies.

So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon.

Rules

Comment with your character and say whether they'd be a master or a pet. Ideally, they could be played as both. Mention what kind of each they'd be and what they'd be like, (ie: "Xx-chan is a bunny girl who is happy to please her master" or "Asterothia is a cat boy who is aloof but loyal to his true master"). For pets, be sure to include features ("wolf ears, tail, teeth).

REMEMBER, pet does not automatically equal submissive and master automatically equal dominant. This is not a BDSM setting though BDSM can be included. How far you want to go with the actual "pet" aspect is up to you, as well. Your pet could just be your slightly-furry roommate or soulmate!
Comment to others.
Play out the scene.

>> prompts

This by now means an all-inclusive list, but it should get you going in the right direction.

First Time Pet/Owner: Usually, pets are gotten at a young age; you're an old dog. Can you learn new tricks?
True Bond: What all masters and pets yearn for...the pet's loyalty and adoration for life.
Love: It's expected for masters to love their pets, but to love them? Romance is strictly forbidden.
Old "Couple": Master and pet have grown together and know each other. You know, know each other.
Loss of Master: The pet has lost their master, perhaps even their True Bond. Is it possible to move on?
Young Master/Older Pet: Pets age quicker than masters, so it's possible to end up with a bit of an "age" difference.
Family Pet: This pet's been raised as part of the family. What happens when their feelings for a family member get more than platonic.
For Your Protection: You don't want to be a master, but you have to take in a pet for their protection lest they be in danger from the general public.
Stray: You're a stray or a "Free." Can you live like this with your biology screaming for you to make a match?
Servant: You're more servant than pet.
All Sex, All the Time: The only purpose for this pet is to service the master, and not in a way that means cleaning their house.
Guard: You're a loyal bodyguard, a service pet. You'll do anything for your master. Anything.
Pet Play: This is for those who prefer to keep their animals on leashes, have them eat from bowls, and keep away from clothing.
Breaking In: Training is important with any pet.
In Love with Another Master...or Pet: To lust after another's master is no better than treason, and to wish to be with another pet just cruel!
Punishment: Bad dog, no nookie!
Heat: All pets go into heat, and it's the responsibility of the owner to take care of this problem. After all, unchecked dry humping kills thousands every year.
Breeding: Breeders know the best qualities in each type and mate the cream of the crop together to continue lines. It's a hobby for some, a calling for others.
Pregnancy: So, about that whole "hybrid" thing. It maaaay be more true than you think, even if pet/human pregnancies are the stuff of salacious tabloids.
Territorial: Hey, hey, other dog person! This is your apartment. Stay the fuck out!
Kennel: Kennels are where unadopted pets are kept. They're generally agreed to be depressing places. Why not volunteer at one, keeping the pets healthy and happy with the kind of affection only humans can show?
Rebelling Against the System: Damn the Man! Pet people are people, too! Just be careful not to get talk. You know what happens to bad pets.
Instant Attraction: You ever just look at someone and know they're the one? That they're...your master? But what if you've been trying to fight it? Well, don't try!
Dominant Pet: You might be the pet, but you call the shots, at least in the bedroom.
Pet Show: Everyone wants to show off how perfect their animal is. Look at that ass! And you'll never believe their special skills...
Therapeutic: Pets, especially those bred for their kindliness, are perfect therapy for those who've been through trauma and heartache.
Jealousy: Who's that around your master? Oh, hell no. They better not be touching them!
Petting: Pet people are absolutely gaga for being touched. Even the most steely ones turn to mush for rubs.
Games: Playing with your pet and giving them exercise is a key to happiness. Of course, with a pet person, you might want to use other toys instead of a ball.

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[Nowi is a dragon girl pet, able to transform into a full on dragon, or her normal petite form. I'm open to anything but her being a dominant pet... she's not very good at being dominant.]

Harry Potter had always wanted to be an Auror, using his magic to hunt dark wizards and protect other people. And for the most part he did just that. He hadn't quite reckoned just how abjectly depressing the job could be at times, though.

This was how he found himself in an alley looking for a girl. She was a stray pet of some kind, reportedly, and several so-called adults had caused quite a scene trying to 'claim' her. While some of his coworkers were dealing with that, as the youngest person on hand, he had gotten the job of tracking the girl down before anything else happened.

And so, the alley. "Hello?" he called out, softly, raising his wand and letting a beam of light from its tip sweep slowly back and forth as he scanned the refuse piles stacked up along the brick walls to either side. "Listen, those people chasing you are gone," he continued, "Are you alright? Is your owner around?" He frowned slightly as he heard a soft scraping sound coming from a stack of pallets, his head instantly swiveling in that direction -- aha. He had just enough time to see the toe of a boot before it vanished from sight.

(OOC: I'm winging it here, I can go with a different prompt if you'd prefer)

Nowi was terrified. She hadn't expected her owner to try to dissect her for magical knickknacks, yet as soon as she saw the blood on the walls, and the knives, she bolted as fast as she could. She'd always dreamed of meeting someone kind and friendly that she'd be able to play with forever... but that house was the thing of nightmares. She didn't know who to trust, because some of the men from the house chased after her, and anyone in authority might try to simply return her to her owner... so she hid.

She'd turned so many alleys, run in so many circles that she was utterly lost now, but worse yet she knew someone was close by and she shivered in spite of herself. Please don't find me, please don't find me. She was hiding behind a barrel, but she might have made a slight scuffling with her boots when the stranger called out to her. What could she do? She was told turning into a dragon in the streets was expressly forbidden or else all sorts of people would be mean to her, but she was so scared!

"P-Please, just go away!" She was pretty sure he was coming this way now, so she just hoped that maybe she'd be able to find out if he was a nice person or not.

(OOC: Seems okay, I figured maybe I'd throw in the fact that her former owner was a dark wizard since Harry's being an Auror here.)

For an eighteen year old, Harry was surprisingly hardened in some ways. He'd seen and heard a lot of horrible things in his adventures. Something about that voice still managed to cut deep, though.

"I'm not here to hurt you," he continued in a calm, soft voice, trying his best to sound reassuring. "I'm an Auror." Then, after a moment's consideration, he decided to drop his trump card: "My name is Harry Potter." He hated being famous, hated the stupid nicknames and the weight of expectation...but it was hard to deny that the mention of his name was good at defusing tense situations.

Though he turned to face her hiding spot, he came to a stop in the middle of the alley in order to give her some space.

"I just want to talk, that's all. Is that alright with you?" he asked, keeping his tone gentle.

... That name sort of sounded familiar to her, but she was probably the most out of the loop dragon girl in London. She'd spent the majority of her life in sort of an ignorant bliss, and tales of the legendary boy who lived were just that. Voldemort was sort of a boogieman that people were scared about for a long time, but stopped recently. Still... he sounded nice, and he wasn't trying to jump her, tie her up, or anything like that, so she was pretty sure she could give him a chance.

"You just wanna talk? You promise?" She ducked her head from out behind the barrel to look at him, still a little nervous, but not actively making any move to run or to fight. Until she got to know him and his reasons for doing what he was doing, she'd prefer to keep it to just talking. Maybe when he was able to prove his intentions in a way that didn't spook her, she'd let him help in more ways than just talking.

"Okay... I think I can talk, I don't really want to fight anybody if I don't have to anyways. What is an Auror Harry?"

_{[Lets see now... large sized spider based monstergirl? She can only be the equivalent of a pet tarantula! Now before you excited pet owners start thinking you've got an unstoppable murderous death machine... Mio's pretty much as mellow and shy as a pet can get, though with some tender loving care she'll happily scamper up to you and bask in your warmth with her fuzz!

Of course in the alternate scenario where you're the pet... Mio's just too darned nice. She's worried she might be too harsh to you if she ever has to apply discipline and there's more than a little pampering. But even if you drag the poor girl around as you turn walkies into runnies, she'll love you regardless.]}

((If you don't mind this guy, how about a mix of Heat and Territorial? Mamoru could've taken her in after being discovered by Rei - who may have given her a fresh seal at the time - and he's only now realizing that the weakening of the seal is triggering her heat cycle...the hard way. I'm good with any of your other kinks that you have listed in your journal.))

_{[Oh dear... oh dear oh dear. This sounds like a barrel of lewd laughs waiting to happen. I've got no issues about this at all, though the question of who's going to start comes to mind.]}

((OOC: I can go ahead and start for us. Just lemme know if you need anything changed))

It's hard to believe that it's been three months already. Three months since Mamoru and the other girls got the call from Rei about some lost exotic pet needing a safe place to stay. He hadn't been expecting something out of legend - an Ushi Oni type. But the group priestess had confirmed that she's a normal pet, and is simply skittish because she doesn't want to scare or hurt anyone.

Usagi and Minako was out - they have Luna and Artemis, respectfully, and that's all that their families can handle for Pets. Rei couldn't keep her because she had accidentally scared off a few shrine visitors. And while the Outer Senshi could easily have the room and ability to take care of her...well, Haruka simply wasn't willing to go along with it.

So, even though Ami and Makoto were wondering if either of them should take the poor thing in, Mamoru offered up his place instead to settle the issue. And it took some time and baby steps to help bring her out of her shy shell. But his kindness and respect for her as a fellow living being seems to have done the trick. She seems very sweet and considerate of others' needs, and has taken to greeting him when he comes home from school or the med lab.

But he is still having Usagi over sometimes, since she is his girlfriend. And he still spends some time on group outings with the othets, including the felines. After three months, he thinks that his current Pet-turned-roommate isn't the type to be jealous or territorial. Of course, he hasn't realized, either, that the seal that Rei put on her doesn't last forever...

Three months... Mio's fluff bristled and twitched, rising on edge as a low growl and a blast of hot breath escaped her lips. Whatever anxieties and fears she had were long gone. Mamoru was kind of course and Mio deeply appreciated it. After all, few people would ever want to keep something as large and scary as her and fewer still would do so without ulterior motives.

Yet for all that kindness and warmth and respect, an Ushi-Oni - even one as withdrawn as Mio had her needs. The seal that the Hino Shrine Maiden placed upon her had definitely helped keep them at bay... but now that it was weakening...

She lumbered through Mamoru's home panting heavily, pedipalps twitching, spinnerets quivering, her slit that had normally been hidden by just barely long enough 'pet clothing' was positively dripping as she chose to stalk the corridors in the buff. Jealousy and positively explosive lust made for a dangerous combo... and Mio was planning to make it very clear to the intruder and the others that her owner was hers.

Mamoru's aware of her needs. Vaguely. He had gotten her a few basic toys (after making sure that no one in his group saw him at any point of that particular shopping trip. He's not sure if he could've stood any possible teasing from the girls if they ever saw him.

But coming home from a regular group meeting one afternoon, he certainly wasn't expecting to see her stalking around the place. "Mio, I'm home--" And judging from how he froze up, blushing bright red so quickly? He certainly wasn't expecting her to be in the nude, either. "M-Mio! What are you--?!"

Though there's a part of him that can't help but note how very lovely her upper half looked naked...and heated...

"Hello Master~"

Her voice came out as a low, pleased rumble from lips that curved in a smile that many could easily regard as hungry. It certainly did not help how she licked them slowly. In her right mind Mio would have been absolutely bewildered and ashamed of her behavior... here and now though? It was as natural as breathing.

Without shame or subtlety Mamoru would find his pet eagerly pressing up against him - fully intent on mashing his face into her breasts... and if he did not pull away fast enough... wrapping her pedipalps around his hips - like someone eager to be bred locking their legs around their lover - so he doesn't get away. There would be a very distinct source of heat and moisture against him if that were to be the case.

"Welcome home... Its been really lonely waiting for you to come back..."

Oh, he's scrambling out of the way, alright. Barely keeping from being pinned against the door, he makes sure that he has at least a couple of meters between them before he turns around to face her again.

"Mio, please! Why are you..."

His voice trails off as his eyes couldn't help but notice how beautiful she seems, even in this wildly aroused state. But then he quickly shakes his head in an attempt to clear it of any personally lewd thoughts. (Though she's already having an effect on a certain other part of his body, if his pants are any indication...)

"I...I'm sorry that I kept you waiting. But still...! This kind of behavior...this isn't like your normal self."

Some Women would slowly sashay towards a person they intended to seduce... for someone of Mio's stature and species this was probably a bit trickier. That being said the line between pet/animal and person was being drawn and the Ushi Oni was tap dancing right across it.

"Why?... Why not Master? Y... you're kind and loving and smart... and handsome and your scent is... just so good... its just so hard not to think about the person who cares about me the most when I'm in need."

There was a throaty growl from the large and spidery girl, Mamoru would be treated to the sight of her large, furry, claw tipped hands - so often very comfortably warm and soft to snuggle into... being used to spread open the drooling, puffy and positively aching vulva that sat right above where smooth skin met deep, dark fur.

He would be able to see every twitch, every slowly trickling fall of feminine arousal slide along the velvety folds exposed to the only person Mio would allow to claim her - even in a more stable state of mind.

"I can give you whatever you want Master... whenever you want. Its not like.... she'd know what she was doing... she'd be greedy... but all I want is to make you feel soooo gooood~"

The way Mio said she... it felt venomous and angry... a tone that was almost alien to her voice. Sure she had some... differences with Usagi... but it was never that bad that Mamoru's pet expressed any dislike... until now.

In need... Mamoru swallows hard as that particular realization hits him. Gods above...she's in heat. He's heard stories about how some pets simply must have a mate, even if it's their Master, in order to ride out their heats. Of course, he's heard those stories...

He just never thought that it would happen to him, due to Mio's shy and sweet demeanor. Which is why he's having trouble not looking at her offered vagina, considering how painfully aroused it looks. It's certainly no surprise that he's got a growing bulge in his pants right now.

But what snaps him out of it is the tones of jealousy - of possessiveness - in regards to Usagi. His princess, his future queen, his...well, girlfriend. He knows that Usagi can grate on some people's nerves - Heavens know that she first did so to him in this lifetime. But that tone, nonetheless, is truly something he's not used to hearing from his normally kind Pet.

"Mio...w-we're not like that. A-At least, not yet!" She's in high school still; and he promised to wait until she's at the right age. So the idea that he's been sleeping with a minor is rather...upsetting, to say the least. "Still...a-are you sure that you...need this...."

Focus on her face, Mamoru. Ignore how flush your own face is turning, or how tights your pants feel. Focus on her face and no other part of her body...

There's that look in her eye Mamoru. That terrible, wonderful look of overwhelming lust and absolute desire that would tear down all reason and good sense. That look of wanton lewdness and overwhelming affection that would crash on its target like an unstoppable wave.

"Aaaah... so you're torturing yourself for her sake Master... I don't know if that's better or worse..."

Mio was normally a light walker, carefully measuring her steps and self conscious of any ruckus her size might make. Not so much now as her heavy steps would feel like a drumbeat of impending sexy doom. The closer she got to Mamoru... the harder it would be for him to focus on her face... the height difference saw to that.

She leans close... eager. Longing. Ready.

"I need you Master... but I want to know... I need to know... Do you need me too? Do you need your Mio's warm wet hole? Or my mouth to swallow down your seed? Do you need to use my body?"

And then from that lewd and heated tangent...

"Because I want my master to feel good... I don't want him to feel lonely and deprived and have to only depend on himself for his urges. You do so much for her Master... so please... be selfish and use me so I can do something for you too."

As jealous and horny as Mio is... her heart's still in the right place. Sort of.

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Mamoru's just about backed up against a wall and looks like he's getting ready to skitter sideways if he has to...when she talks about wanting him to feel good. And that actually makes him stop...and feel that familiar pang in his heart. His kind, bleeding heart.

She's still Mio, deep down... He can see that now. She still cares about him, and genuinely wants to be of some help. That part hasn't changed. It's just...she's in heat. And without a proper mate of her species. She needs help...and she wants him to feel good while helping her.

And he can't deny that he has been feeling rather lonely in bed lately...

"Are...are you sure? I don't want you thinking that I'm just using you for things like this." He gestures to her naked form. "I...I want to...take care of you, too..."

Heavens have mercy on his soul, he's praying that Usagi doesn't find out...or that if she does, she'd be forgiving of the situation.

"Because...I care about you, too. I...I like you, too..."

And with those magic words Mio would be nose to nose with Mamoru, her body pressing forward as her heaving and full breasts were all but crushed against his body with no sign of discomfort on her part. Hot breath from panting lips would brush against human skin.

"Master... I'm sure... I'm very sure. So please..."

A gentle claw traced along Mamoru's cheek. Adoration as ever present as her burning want across every inch of her being.

"Let me love you."

It was all the warning he would get before she kissed him, with little grace and so much desire. Her mouth was swelteringly hot, her lips tasted of spice and her tongue was rushing to meet her owner's own.

Eager to move her pedipalps swiftly wrapped themselves around Mamoru's hips to grind that covered erection into her eagerly awaiting entrance, letting him feel her juices soak through his pants as she moaned into the liplock.

... Usagi was probably going to be a bridge crossed much, much later. Preferably after several showers and a new wardrobe if this was only just the start.

"Mio--Mmmph--!" Mamoru's squack of surprise is immediately swallowed up by her hot and hungry mouth. He squirms against her at first, protesting more about his clothes being soaked than anything else. But with those juices starting to sink thru his clothes and making things damp around his member, and her dominate kisses? It's hard for him to make almost any kind of protest for very long.

IN fact, within moments, he finds himself kissing back, rocking his hips up against hers. His hands keep clinging to her sides and back as he feels his body reacting to the lust-love that seems to be transferring over to him. He groans as he finally breaks off the kiss for some air, hands sliding up to grope and press against her large, soft mounds of flesh.

"M-Mio...my clothes... Just need to..." Please let him undress. He's not going to run away from her anymore, if she lets go - he just wants to spare his clothing of any more potential damage.

[Owner or pet!

Going to be shy and awkward and a bit too permissible with pets, but do his best as an owner, but not exactly have the money to buy one.

As a pet, he's a chocobo, which means medium-small wings, feathers in among his hair and a tiny tail. Kinda standoffish and shy, but very loyal once he's been won over (... and depending on person that can happen very quickly). Probably a stray.]

((He can easily be in either role, but the only hard NO's would be non-con and bathroom play in either case:))

1) Pet - Mamoru as a pet would be either a King Charles Spaniel, lion, or a unicorn. The kind of pet that one normally associates with royalty and/or powerful people. He may be a little standoffish at first, but he'll slowly warm up to his Master if treated with respect and care. Can come with optional animal cock, and/or optional healing powers if he's a unicorn.

2) Master - Mamoru either took in a stray as a potential roommate, or was gifted a pet as a birthday/holiday present from some friend(s). He may take a while to adjust to having someone else living with him after living alone all these years, but he will treat his pet with respect and kindness and use the 'fair yet firm' kind if discipline.

[ooc: Vincent is m/m only (either master or deer or unicorn pet) but Ergo is open to all (dominant pet only, stag or dragon). PM me with any questions, kinks are in the journal!]

[ White wolf. Ears, sharp canines, short claws, and big fluffy tail (can either be his tail or an anal plug tail). Very loyal and protective. Would prefer to play him as the bottom of the pairing.

Into most of these prompts, obviously no pregnancy but you can 'breed' him if you want. Servant or Body Guard would be a natural fit for him, but he could also just be a nice stray you brought in or pure-bred pet you purchased. Cross-canon welcome! Kink list in my journal. ]

( is a prince okay? and noct being who he is, probably tried to win over stray fenris, however well that would go. )

[ A prince is definitely okay. Also you remind me I have had FF15 for like 3 months and haven't had a chance to play it yet... but I am still definitely up for some Noctis! |D; Fenris will definitely be loyal af to him since he took him in. It wouldn't be too hard as long as he was nice and patient. Is there anything in particular that you want to play out?

[ It's ok, man. I love Dragon Age so I'm Fenris savvy at least haha. And Noct is definitely patient and nice. Also he canonly is the person that feeds and talks to strays, so... annnd I would probably just be rolling with whatever happens. Any preferences there? ]

[ Good! haha. Hmmmm any combination of True Bond, Guard, Breaking in, Petting and Heat sounds good to me. xD; ~~That is cute as shit, Noctis.~~ Maybe Fenris has been with him for a little while now and they've formed a bond? Would you like to start us off? Or I could try to come up with something? ]

Edited 2017-07-08 00:55 (UTC)

( THIS IS SO LATE, stuff been happening ooc, but I don't like to leave people hanging... so if you're not into anymore, it's fine! Either way, here's the starter! )

It's harder than it should be to find a morning to sleep in, but Noctis manages. Not that he thinks it even counts as sleeping in considering how late he finally rolled into bed. He's got a lot on his plate, always. Class, studying, training, friends, even a job... but when he finally manages to slink tired and complaining back to the apartment, it's not as lonely as it used to be. It's always a little deceiving at first with how quiet it is when he steps in, but his friend isn't hard to find. Surprisingly usually just as keen to have his company.

Well, it'd taken some work for that. Fenris had been... prickly, at first. That's an understatement. He still is, when he gets in a mood, but once he'd warmed up, he'd been the sort of loyal that Noctis couldn't begin to ask for. It's kind of mutual. Noct won't listen to a word anyone has to say about his friend, even if this one has sharper teeth and is a little more hairy than usual. Ignis has only just begun to accept that at the very least, even away from the palace, Fenris means the prince has some form of protection. Noctis likes to think he's capable of taking care of himself. Just, maybe not the cooking part.

It's some ungodly time in the morning, the sun hasn't even started to rise, the bedroom's curtained windows still pitch dark. For some reason, Noct stirs, restless, until he finally rouses to blink blearily into the dark. He's twisted in the sheets, caught up in more material than he should be, but it only takes a glance to realize he isn't stealing the sheets from anywhere. Fenris is missing. Sharing, once they'd gotten comfortable, had been an easy decision. The apartment only had one bedroom, only meant for the prince, but the bed was more than large enough for him and Fenris. More comfortable than the couch, that was for sure.

Groggy and sleep-eyed, Noct got up, only in t-shirt and a pair of loose dark briefs. The bedroom door creaked loudly as he pulled it open, leaving behind his bed to explore the open living room and kitchen. His voice comes out thick and raspy with sleep, "Fenris?"

[ It's okay, stuff happens. <3 ]

It had taken a few weeks with Noctis for Fenris to feel settled in his new role as a house pet. He'd only been a stray for a few months, but trusting a new master after his old one had abused him took time and patience on Noctis' part. Luckily he had enough of both to put up with the white wolf. It's that patience and kindness that started their bond.

Recently he's always quite pleased when Noctis returns, especially when he's been gone all day. Truthfully it's those days that Fenris is the most happy to see him. Of course, that changed if he did it too many nights in a row, but it's gotten much easier for Noctis to appease him when he's in a mood.

Fenris naturally fell into guarding Noctis, even before they started to get along. Any noises or smells out of place put Fenris on alert until he found the culprit or scared them away. He'd even been known to cook for him on occasion even if his skills weren't anywhere near what Noctis could get if he were at the palace.

Tonight, Fenris had been restless. There was a familiar intoxicating smell that would just not let him sleep. He'd experienced it before, but tonight it was just too unbearable. He'd paced the apartment as if on patrol before curling up on the couch.

The door creaking makes him bolt up into a sitting position, waking him from his light sleep. Fenris never wore much to bed, especially once he got comfortable with Noctis, and was only wearing a pair of black pajama pants. He exhales, relaxing when he notices it's only his master. The strong scent tickling his nose once again.

"I.. heard a noise." It was the only thing he could think to say, even if he immediately felt guilty for fibbing.

( puppy. absolutely a puppy. over-excitable, upbeat, his wagging tail knocks over everything. it's embarrassing, he's embarrassing, and he can't help chewing on things when he gets anxious. definitely a rescued pet or still a stray.

alternately, he can be the most indulgent pet owner ever. )

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