Yes Please || c.g. {complete}

Animal-Like Lust

.Carl.

I spent the better part of the day thinking about the girl I'd seen outside. The mental image was more than enough to yank it to, and I'd shamelessly indulged myself more than once. Maybe Lip was right; I'd been around too many guys for the past few months, and this hottie was a complete shock to my system.

I had locked myself in my bedroom, and while my hand felt pretty nice, the image of her mouth replacing it was fucking spectacular. When my breathing returned to normal after the third (or was it the fourth?) time, I realized I had to be productive. I didn't want to have to fly solo if there was a way to add her to the equation. I opened the laptop on my desk and looked up this dog park. Shit, it was definitely put there by the gentrifying yuppies. It looked like something straight out Lincoln Park. There looked to be some semi-private areas with benches that would be perfect for bending her ov-

Fuck. Stop it, Carl.

"Alright, who has a dog I can borrow?" I asked myself as I glanced out the window. Years ago I had attempted to hold dogs for ransom to help my deadbeat dad pay for a new liver (long story). I had probably half a dozen at one point, but the operation was not as lucrative as I had anticipated, and the little fuckers actually ended up costing me money. I had to let them all run free eventually. Too bad I couldn't have foreseen the need to have the army of white fluff balls to pick up chicks.

A Google search told me that there was a shelter not far from us, maybe three L stops over. Adopting a dog wasn't all that expensive, and I had some money in my rainy day fund.

I straightened myself up and did my best to shake the boner-inducing images from my mind. No one likes a creep with a hard-on on the train.

As I walked out of my room, my sister Debbie and I almost collided.

"Where are you rushing off to?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Grocery store," I lied, heading down the stairs.

"Oh great, can you grab some milk while you're there?" she called after me.

Shit. "Uh, yeah, sure," I replied before rounding the corner at the bottom of the stairs and making my way out the front door. I needed to get out before there were any more requests.

After digging up my secret stash and pocketing the cash, I caught the train and rode it to the stop with the shelter. It was a house with a large, fenced-in yard. There were lots of dogs running around, and some volunteers playing with them. I made my way into the house to look for someone to help me.

"Hello!" came a voice. A thin, hippyish white woman with dread locks greeted me in the foyer with a big smile. "Welcome to Pawsibilities!"

Punny, lady.

"I'm Sadie. How can we help you?"

"Uh hi, I am looking for a dog," I smiled nervously as I realized I had done almost no prep work.

Sadie's smile widened as she laughed a little. "Well you've come to the right place! Let's introduce you to some potential forever friends!" she motioned for me to follow her out back.

Oh Lord, I inwardly panicked. What have I gotten myself into?

.....

.Layla.

Lenny and I enjoyed the park, even though I was a little distracted. He faithfully chased his ball and brought it back, and each time I had to be nudged out of the borderline-inappropriate thoughts I was having about the boy I had seen earlier. I had to suppress the visions of my hands in his hair and his lips on all different parts of me. I had to dismiss the urge to walk back past his house and not-so-coincidentally bump into him, our bodies flush for just a moment while we shyly apologized...Whew! Damn it, get a grip, Layla!

When I got back to my new place around lunch time, I wasn't hungry for a sandwich. I made my way to the shower, and let's just say I held the nozzle between my legs for longer than necessary as I imagined his tongue there instead. No guy had ever elicited a primal response like this from me, and part of me felt ashamed of my animal-like lust. A larger part told me to fuck it and enjoy it...which I listened to. I didn't even know his fucking name. The insanity of it was new and kind of thrilling.

As Lennon curled up with me in bed that night, I pet him and told him that there may be another man in my life. He grumbled at me and I laughed before rolling over and smiling as I closed my eyes.

.....

The next morning, I spent twice as long as usual getting ready for our morning walk. Lennon lay outside the bathroom door, watching as I messed with my hair.

"Up or down?" I asked him as he cocked his big, blocky head.

"Up," I answered myself. "Too fucking hot to wear it down."

I put a little mascara on before stepping over Lenny to walk back into my bedroom. I found some of my cuter workout clothes- a black sports bra that zipped up in the front under a flowy running tank. I pulled on black leggings and looked in the mirror to fuss with my hair a bit more. Jesus, I thought to myself. There's no guarantee I'll even run into him again! I couldn't believe that even the potential of seeing this stranger again for thirty seconds made me obsess over my appearance for a trip to the dog park. As I made my way toward the front door, Lenny got increasingly excited for our impending walk. I put my running shoes on, put his harness and leash on, and after grabbing my phone and keys, we headed out.

I took the same path down Wallace, inwardly struggling between nervousness and excitement.

.....

.Carl.

I made my way home from the dog shelter with a new friend in tow: a tan pit bull puppy the place had named "Sunny." I wasn't crazy about the name; she needed something a little more badass. I shifted the weight of the dog food bag I cradled in my other arm.

As she and I came in the front gate of my house, my oldest sister, Fiona, saw us from her perch at the top of the porch steps.

"What do we have here?" she laughed as she got up to come pet Sunny. "Hi, little one!" She looked up at me. "Carl? What's this about?"

I blushed, as if she could already figure out my ulterior motive for impulsively adopting a puppy. "Oh, well, you know, it's a great way to become more responsible and shit."

"And shit," Fiona repeated with a laugh. She stood up and looked me in the eyes. "Was this a military school tip? Go home, buy a dog, become more responsible?"

I set the dog food bag down and nervously rubbed the back of my neck. "Yeah, something like that."

Fiona looked at me with an incredulous smile, and I became increasingly more uncomfortable.

"Well, I'm gonna take her up to my room," I finally said, picking the dog food bag back up. "Hey, if you're going to the store, can you grab some milk?" I asked as I walked past Fiona and up the porch steps.

"Uh, sure," she called after me.  

Sunny bounded up the steps clumsily and sniffed her way down the hall to my room. I opened the door and closed it behind us. I plopped down on the bed and picked her up.

"Alright, dog," I said as I looked her in her goofy, wide-set eyes, "you are going to help me nail some seriously good pussy."

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