Sometimes Patton really can't help slipping into his puppy headspace, nuzzling his face into Deceit's neck and jaw, almost squirming into his lap. Deceit can tell he's restless, bordering on puppy headspace.
He must share a look over his head because then Remus exclaims, a little too loudly, "awww, is Pat our cute little puppy now?"
Patton whimpers, flushing and trying to hide in Deceit's neck.
"We'll take good care of you, pup," Deceit mutters, "would you like that?"
Patton nods against him, whimpering some more.
"Remus, help him out of his clothes," Deceit orders gently, "Logan, be a dear and get his collar and leash, Virge go with and get some of his toys, Roman could you get out his pet bed and bowls please."
The others rush off in their different directions, the movie continuing in the background going unnoticed.
Soon enough Patton is stripped, with Remus only getting a little carried away, collar and leash attached around his neck, cute ears nestled in his hair and Virgil working him open with his fingers to fit his plug inside of him.
"Good boy," Deceit murmurs into his ear, "such a good boy for all of us, aren't you?"
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Sanders Sides Drabbles #4
FanfictionThe fourth installment of mostly smutty drabbles for Sanders Sides. Find the previous parts on my profile.
