Good Boy: Ciel Phantomhive x Male reader

BloodSport

Dash's P.O.V 

I raise a brow at the Gull Terrier "What do you mean by helping me?" he bares his canines into a smile "You'll find out pup," I gulp as the door revealed the same breaded man from earlier holding two muzzles he fits the big mouth guard on my snout wrapping us in harnesses "I know you Y/N and your stratagems," the dog displays his lethal teeth before the man jolt our leashes "Y/n last time a lady was interested in you don't mess up this one," the dog had a devious smirk on his face. We enter my eye-catching a stunning ebony Saluki that Y/N scoffed at "A lot of show dogs this time, but I still can put on a better one," I gulp at his menacing voice "Y/n, your plotting something?" he glares "I'm always," I smile "What is your master plan?" he chuckles "I have friends in high places,". I watch as Y/n is unhooked and so was an American Pit Bull Terrier at the words 'Dogs face'. 

Y/N's P.O.V

Ebba sprint at me realizing I wasn't fighting or running away "What are you doing bait dog?" irritation in her voice as she circled me "Ebba, mind doing me a favor?" she hums and stops her orbit "What do you want Y/N?" I sigh "Rip my muzzle off," she looms closer to me while I lay down "Why would I do that bait?" I chuckle glancing at the gambling crowds "You want to escape this life I know about your pups," Ebba snarls "I kill you if you don't shut up," I sigh "I may be a trickster, but I know what your master will do with your pups," she steps back in bewilderment I stand "He'll steal into the same life you have," she sighs "You better promise me your life," Ebba advances to my mouthguard tearing it off with ease "We'll escape the next time we fight with the floppy-eared show dog," she nods "You know we need to fight still," I snicker as she misses my throat "I know," the pitbull repetitively launches at my neck "How did you know about my pregnancy?" she nips softly at my throat I pretend to whimper "Your scent," she realizes as I pin her "Did you hear Tillie got her tail cut off?" I laugh "She's been whining about it," she nudges me off her "Where are you heading off too when you skedaddle?" I roll my eyes "Not to Angel Meadow in Manchester that's all I know," she nods "I'm thinking of something rural and my pups," she slams me to the dirt ground "You make pack of wild dogs," she gnaws are my neck gently I howl in agony running away as she giggles "I'll let you join if you want," Ebba rams me into a wall "Are you flirting with your prey?" she pants "You wish Y/N," she drags me by my tail as I tackle her to the ground she let's out a fake whimper "Tell me if I'm being too rough on you," she smirks "I may be pregnant, but I could pelt you for my master," Ebba takes bit at my back "That's good you not getting soft," we sink our teeth into each other flesh blood dripping from both our mouth as we pull away "You bite like a puppy," we tackle and pretend fight until we were exhausted.

Dash's P.O.V

Y/N is carried back to the cage bandage on his fur "Y/n, are you okay I was scared you were going to die!" he peeks an eye open "Nah, Ebba a sweetheart to me, we pretend to fight," I glare at him "What do you me pretend to fight?" he sighs resting his eyes "We trained together as pups and if you know your opponent you can reason with them," I nod "What did you reason with her with?" I chuckle "Escape, show dog," I gulp "Please, help me get back to Vicky," he yawns "At a cost kiddo," I pout "At the cost of what?" he laughs "A favor," I nod "That seems fair," he chuckles and pats my ear through the cage "That's the point I doubt a puppy can do much,".