Marshall's POV:
Tuck and I were in my puphouse cuddling. He and I were together for the past 7 months and loved each other's company. Tuck was looking at something online while I was laying on the bed, with my sexy bf sitting on my belly.
"Marshy~~~~" Tuck said, grabbing my attention. "I found something~~~~~~"
I took a look on the computer Tuck was using and then to my bf himself. "Which one of us is going to be in them?"
"Not us," Tuck said, in a mischief voice. He grabbed a picture and showed me it. "But 'he' will~~~~~"
I smirked at the thought, knowing this would be fun for both of us~~~~~ "When should we start?~~~~~"
I watch Tuck bye the items, and a few other dirty things, and chuckled like he was the devil himself. "When the time is right~~~~~~~"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time Lapse: 11:58pm, night time ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chase's POV:
I just came home from the the long walk from the dump. Rocky left me in pure anger, which I don't blame him. I had to go the long way around to avoid of three things: being jumped, getting called names and hurt by the people, and getting raped in one of the alley ways. I made it home, but found that all, and I mean all, of the puphouses doors were shut up tight. I scanned them, but knew non of the pups want me to bunk with them after what happen a few months back. I went in one of the bushes and land down, knowing it was a cold night. I shut my eyes, but only got a few minutes of sleep, when I heard a twig snap. I jumped up and out of the bush and looked around. "Who's there?!" I called. But I got no reply. I looked around and sat down, not knowing of the trap I can into. My eye sight went all black and I was pinned to the ground. "Hey! What's goi- Mmmm!!" I felt something tight and rubbery being put on my snout. I found myself unable to talk and felt something getting put on my paws, being locked at my wrist and ankles. I felt free, but couldn't see right, but I was pulled by my collar. Am I being guided? By which pup? And To where? I felt like I was being guided somewhere. I heard the puphouse door shut, because one: the lookout doors are automatic, and two: I heard a slight bark. I was blindfold and couldn't, nor feel anything with the mittens on my paws. I knew I was in someone's puphouse, but who's?
"Aww, is the puppy confused?~~~~~" that voice...... MARSHALL?!?!?!?! But he has Tuck.
"Sexy ass you got~~~~~" I heard Tuck say.
I realized what just happened and knew what was to come. A LOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNG night with my rear coming up sore.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sunrise, 6:00 am~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rocky's POV:
I walked out of my puphouse and looked in the bushes to find no Chase. I heard moaning, but that's not me. Zuma? No, he's still a virgin. Rubble? Not at his young age. Shicra? She's nice and all, but I got Skye. So Marshall? I went to his puphouse, only to find Chase on the ground, crawling like he been in a whole night of trouble. He's still dea-
"Who said you could leave?!" Marshall's voice belowed.
"Get back in here!" Came Tuck's.
I saw Chase get dragged back into the red puphouse, blinked a few times and headed inside the lookout. I think I'm going on a diet or something to try to forget what I just saw. That is not my place to ask anyone. All I said to Marshall when he came inside two hours later was, "Did you pounded my enemy last night?"
Hey guys, sorry for the long wait. I was trying to figure out what to do but I guess I can do the one shots again if you all want me to. Anyways, I hope you like this one shot that my little brother War-demon asked me to do. I know someone else also requested it, but that's me. Please let me know if you want to see a pair of pups together. Bye for now all
