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This story was written for Boltpup. It contains light master/pet and paw play involving consenting adult males. :3

Master's Good Girl

The door to their home had barely closed, but already there was a broad smile set upon Enatai's face. There were few things more soothing to the lion than returning home to his lover after a hard day at work, but seeing a leash draped over the bottom end of the stair's bannister rail was certainly one of them.

Removing his jacket, loosening and then removing his tie, and popping the top button of his collared shirt, Enatai growled happily as he stepped closer to the stairs and saw that the leash wasn't the only thing to have been added to them since he left for work. A few stairs up there was a long, thigh-length sock, its matching partner on the step above. A few more above that, a t-shirt, above that the crumpled pile of a short blue skirt, and above that a pair of small, slinky pink boxer briefs. Licking his lips the lion eased off his shoes, grunting in relief as he wiggled his bare toes and pushed them down into the carpet. Nothing signified the end of the work day quite like getting rid of his shoes and giving his paws room to breathe.

As he padded up the stairs, Enatai gathered up his partner's discarded garments. He chuckled as he scooped the clothes up in the crook of one arm, while the opposite paw held onto the leash. Ashley could be such a mucky pup sometimes, particularly when he got excited. Today though, that descriptor of the man he loved seemed rather appropriate.

By the time Enatai reached the top of the stairs, he knew that Ashley was waiting for him, and he knew that Ashley knew he was coming. From the far end of the upstairs hallway, beyond the ajar door of their bedroom, a keening whimper of anticipation reached the big cat's large ears. He growled back, loud enough for his lover to hear, and after just a brief detour to stick Ashley's clothes into the laundry basket made his way towards the bedroom door. Once at the doorway though, Enatai stopped in his tracks. He paused, closed his eyes, and took a moment as from the other side of the door he heard eager panting and soft whines. Clearly Ashley was already in character, even though he had yet to be leashed and collared. In order to make the most of his lover's eagerness though, the lion felt that it was only fair if he got into character too.

Taking a deep breath, the big cat set aside the usual evening routine. The questions about what they were going to have for dinner, the anecdotes about work that day and queries of how Ashley's own day had been. And in it's place, he established his alternative role within this household. Not lover. Not partner to the German Shepherd on the far side of the bedroom door. But rather, owner and master.

A toothy grin spread over the lion's muzzle as his eyes fluttered open once more, and he pushed the door open, bracing himself for what he knew was sure to come.

A loud, giddy yelp escaped the dark coated German Shepherd, and on all fours Ashley bounded across the room from where he had been sitting on all fours, waiting with all the patience he could muster for his master to arrive. Rising up on his knees but no higher, Ashley jumped up at Enatai, pawing at the lion's shirt as he let loose all manner of whines, whimpers and giddy yips of delight at being reunited with his master after a long day without him. His blue tipped tail whipped wildly back and forth through the air, and his naked rear end wiggled gleefully as though all the wagging in the world couldn't possibly express to Enatai just how happy he was to see him.

And yet, for all the German Shepherd's enthusiasm, Enatai didn't react. He didn't kiss Ashley like he would have were they not in character, he didn't drop to his knees to hug the lithe, nude figure of his lover, he didn't even pet the whimpering and eager pup. He just fixed Ashley with a cool stare, shook his head, and pointed to the carpet with one firm finger.

"Down, Ashley. Good pups don't jump up, do they?"

A louder and more urgent whine escaped the dog, but he did obey his master and drop back down to all fours.

"That's better. Now sit, and stay."

Ashley sat, and Ashley stayed, craning his neck around to look behind him as the lion padded over to the bed and opened up one drawer of the bedside cabinet. A happy whimper escaped the German Shepherd, and he very nearly bounded over to where the lion was searching to receive what Enatai was sure to find before long. He restrained himself though, knowing full well that any bad behaviour now would only prolong this first portion of the evening or both of them, and prevent them from reaching the more fun and intimate moments that they both craved.

It was only twenty seconds or so, but they seemed to drag on for an eternity before the lion pulled himself upright once more and turned back to face Ashley. Within one hand remained the leash, but now the other was also occupied, by a matching pink collar. Ashley whined in desperation, his hands and toes clutching and wriggling against the bedroom carpet as his tail thumped loudly from side to side. He shuffled one hundred and eighty degrees on the spot, coming as close as he could to obeying his master's 'stay' command whilst still bringing himself a little closer to the lion as Enatai approached him once more.

"Good dog. Ready to be collared?"

Even though they were already playing the roles of their favourite game, both knew that the collaring was when the fun would truly begin. Once the collar was on, there was an expectation from both of them not to break character unless absolutely necessary. An illusion cast over their home that there was no Enatai and Ashley, boyfriends and partners. Just Enatai alone, living with his loving puppy dog. Thus, asking Ashley if he was ready to be collared was the lion's way of asking if there was anything he wanted to say while speech was still a function he was permitted to indulge in. If there was anything he wanted or needed to do that would be easier to do as an anthro, rather than a pet.

Ashley took him up on that offer, but only in the most basic of ways. He grinned up at his lion lover, and nodded eagerly. Hell yeah, he was ready.

"Okay then. Sit still for me."

Stretching his neck out and trying his hardest not to squirm with glee, Ashley felt the collar slipping around his throat. He felt Enatai's strong but delicate hands fastening it into place, and seconds later heard the click of the leash clipping into place upon the collar. Ashley looked up as Enatai released the length of the leash from where it had been wrapped around his palm, holding onto just the looped end of the pink fabric entwined through his fingers. The lion smiled down at his puppy, and Ashley's tongue lolled out, his tail pummelling the ground either side of it harder than ever as he panted in gleeful appreciation of his master's presence.

"Good Girl, Ashie..."

With a purring murmur of pride in his pup, Enatai's free hand reached out and stroked at the length of the dog's long blue headfur, before returning to the top of the pup's head and scratching affectionately between Ashley's ears. He grinned as a goofy expression crossed the dog's face, and Ashley craned his neck upward, leaning gleefully into his master's affectionate touch.

"So, puppy... what do we wanna do tonight, hmm? Wanna... let's see... go on a walk round the neighbourhood?"

Ashley's eyes widened slightly, and he whined nervously. His ears flattened, and he resisted the urge to shake his head; a gesture that would have been unnecessary anyway given the obvious expression on his face. He stopped looking quite so nervous only when Enatai laughed and petted him behind the ears once more.

"Okay, no walkies. How about just a quiet night on the sofa? A pup on my lap and something relaxing on the TV. All the belly rubs and scritches you can handle and then some."

The dog's tail seemed like it was going to drill a hole through the ceiling to the living room below it hammered at the ground so rapidly, and Ashley panted so eagerly he himself was worried he might start hyperventilating if he carried on like this much longer. Thankfully after a few seconds of staring thoughtfully up into the air, the lion waved his free hand dismissively and shrugged.

"Eh, maybe later. Right now, I actually know just what I wanna do with you, pup."

His eyes sparkled as he gazed down at Ashley, and though the dog was supposed to be his master's pet pooch, nothing more, he couldn't help but blush at the idea of exactly what sort of stuff Enatai usually liked to do when they had a night to themselves.

"Just let me get out of these clothes..."

The German Shepherd's blue eyes widened, and he felt his sheath starting to swell with excitement as a thousand and one lewd thoughts rushed through his head.

"...and we can start on some obedience training."

Enatai saw the look on Ashley's face go from one of bashful longing to almost anguished disappointment, yet relief at the same time. The lion grinned as he set the leash down for a moment, stepped away from his puppy and shook his head in amusement as he began to unbutton the front of his shirt. Glancing down at Ashley's bare canine body, he purred at the sight of some deep red protruding from between the male's legs where before there seemed only to have been the furred outcroppings of his pup's sheath and balls.

"Yeah, definitely some obedience training. Seems to me that you've got too much pent up energy for a healthy pup. Lets see if we can find a way to wear you out, hmm?"

Ashley whined as the lion grinned and wiggled his eyebrows as he continued to strip. It wasn't fair. They were supposed to be in character, yet the lion was obviously teasing him and revelling in the fact that the German Shepherd couldn't fight or even answer back. Glancing down between his legs Ashley blushed as he saw himself getting bigger and more firm, but he tried his best to ignore it. To try to focus on the game, on the evening ahead, and think about how a pup like him could give his owner a taste of his own medicine.

By the time the big cat was naked, gathering his clothes up against his flat, athletically built chest with one arm and bending over to retrieve the leash with the other, Ashley had a plan. He also had a hard time keeping his eyes off his lover's bare body, but temptations of the flesh aside, he did have a workable plan in mind. With a giddy whimper Ashley followed as the lion began to walk, not having to tug on the leash even briefly as the German Shepherd half crawled, half trotted along on all fours by his side. They went back to the bathroom where Ashley's clothes had been deposited in the laundry, and Enatai's own garments joined them, then carefully the lion descended the stairs with his four legged companion traversing them close behind him.

Upon entering the living room, the first thing Enatai did was shut the curtains. He let go of Ashley's leash in order to accomplish this with more ease, and soon enough flicked the lights on, turned around, and folded his arms at what he saw. Ashley was lying flat on his back upon the couch, wiggling his rump as his tail continued to wag uncontrollably with excitement. His leash was clutched rather adorably in his muzzle, and his wide eyes were staring with loving tenderness at the lion.

"Well aren't you just the cutest thing, Ashie."

Padding over to where the dog lay, Enatai leaned over and extended both hands towards the squirming, happily panting pup. He rubbed at Ashley's lithe figure, scritching and stroking the dog's belly. After barely a few seconds of this affection the German Shepherd began to whine and yip happily, and he could see Ashley's left leg twitching, toes curling with delight at the tenderness and affection being lavished upon him. It was impossible to deny just how cute Ashley was at the best of times, never mind when playing puppy. If the German Shepherd's normal cuteness factor was ninety percent though, and his puppy cute factor ninety eight, then this right now; puppy on his back and whining happily for more strokes and pets, had to be at least a hundred and ten percent.

Cute, and cute too. It didn't escape either male's notice that Ashley was still excited, nor that as he stroked and rubbed at Ashley's belly, his fingertips tickling and caressing mere inches away from the tip of the dog's stiff red rocket, Enatai's naked body began to show some excitement of its own. Eventually, red faced and huffing through his lush mane, the lion growled and withdrew his hands from where they seemed to be rubbing unconsciously lower and lower upon his pup's lithe figure.

"Alright, pretty girl. That's enough for now. Let's get some training done, before your cuteness distracts me any more than it already has."

Plucking the leash from where it was still resting between the dog's teeth, Enatai gave the dog time to scramble down from the couch before leading him over to the more empty, open plan side of the living room. Once there he unclipped the leash and set it aside, and from within the cabinet beneath their TV pulled out a box full of different accessories for just such an occasion as this. He glanced back at Ashley every few seconds as he checked the box's contents, both their faces flushed as they regarded the other male with adoration. Much as he may have gotten the lion worked up though, Ashley remained obedient and attentive, sitting up proud and eager to receive his master's commands when finally Enatai rose back to his feet and turned to face Ashley once more.

"Ashie..."

Holding one closed palm by his side, the lion held the other outstretched before him, and swept it gently downward.

"Lie."

Obediently the pup sprawled out onto his belly, though his panting, beaming face remained unchanged and his eyes fixed on the lion, particularly the lion's closed palm.

"Okay, now stay. Stay. Good girl."

Ashley squirmed happily, his rear end wiggling and his tail wagging gleefully. It was actually pretty difficult to obey a command even that simple when he was this excited and this thrilled to be playing with his master. All he wanted to do, all he had wanted to do since first setting eyes upon Enatai, was pounce upon his master and lick at his face to show the lion just how much he loved him. But that wasn't what good dogs did to their masters. At least, not when they were supposed to be staying.

"Stay. Stay."

The lion raised his other hand and opened his palm, revealing the animal shaped gummy candy clutched within it. They may not have been suitable for real dogs, but they were Ashley's absolute favourite. A perfect treat for obedience training... particularly since Enatai had made the German Shepherd not to buy them for himself so they'd remain extra special when they were offered. Dropping down to one knee, Enatai grinned as he approached the resting yet visibly trembling dog, and delicately placed the morsel of candy on the tip of Ashley's muzzle. He listened as the pup whined and licked his lips urgently, Ashley's eyes crossing as they attempted to focus on the candy resting atop his nose. Grinning, the lion waited just a few seconds longer, and then...

"Okay, go!"

The pup sat bolt upright, tossing his head and sending the candy flying skyward. He opened his jaws, yipped happily, and bit down hard as the soft jelly candy landed upon his tongue, never to be seen again.

"Good girl! Such a good girl, Ashie!"

This was what Ashley loved most. Or to be perfectly honest, what they both loved most about playing together in this way. The rewards. The treats. The affection Enatai showed Ashley when he was a good dog, and which Ashley was allowed to show back. The dog growled gleefully as Enatai gently held her face within his hands and pressed his nose to hers, rubbing them together while continuing to shower the German Shepherd with praise. Ashley tested the waters by licking the lion's face just once, but when the praise continued unabated he let loose with all the affection he had to spare.

Normally Enatai would have made them both be a bit more restrained in their tenderness to one another this early on in the game, preferring to give at least a half hour over to training before they did anything less formal and more openly loving like this. But apparently he was as eager as Ashley, and really not that much more disciplined. For not only did the lion not complain as Ashley slurped and lapped at his face with all manner of eager whimpers and heated whining, he didn't even try to stop the pup as Ashley placed his paws upon the lion's shoulders, pushed him over onto his back, and straddled him with a giddy yelp, nuzzling and licking at him over and over with no sign of stopping.

"Good girl. Oh my sweet, beautiful puppy... I love you too. I love you so much."

Running his hands up and down Ashley's body from his collared neck to as far down his back as his arms could reach, Enatai kept up the praise he knew Ashley adored. The words struck home with the German Shepherd just as strongly as the dog's loving lapping at his face, a thousand wordless I love you's in their own right. It was only when Enatai found Ashley not just straddling him, but pressing his body down against his own that the lion realised there was more to the dog's intentions here than just warm and playful expression of affection. He felt their warm fur and firm, quivering flesh rubbing together as Ashley whimpered and rubbed himself against his master, and though he was sorely tempted to let the pup continue just a little longer, Enatai knew that any time other than right now was as good as saying the innocent and playful portion of the day's activities was at an end.

"O-okay, Ashie. Enough."

The German Shepherd whimpered loudly, desperately, and the lion's cheeks flushed as he saw his lover almost breaking character, Ashley's eyes begging to be allowed to continue and his muzzle opening as if ready to make the same urgent plea.

"You wanna be a good girl for master, don't you? Whose a good girl? Who is? Are you a good girl?"

Activating the last line of defence, the playful puppy talk, saved the day. No sooner had Enatai's usually soft but firm tones spoken those playful and light-hearted phrases, he watched Ashley transform before his eyes. For a moment the pup had almost entirely been gone, leaving only the lion's lover straddling his body. But in the wake of those words, it was like his lover was almost entirely gone and all that remained was the excitable, playful yet obedient doggy.

Once Ashley had released Enatai and allowed the lion to rise to his feet once more, they resumed their training with only their deeper blushing and more obviously urgent visual signs of their excitement to give away what had come close to happening between them. Their passions settled as the big cat made Ashley roll over, beg, and speak for him, handing out another sweet treat each time the German Shepherd obeyed and even giving an extra one for the wonderfully realistic, feral bark he let loose when told to speak. That didn't mean their desire went away of course, just that it was more content to wait until they were done biding their time. Not a moment passed when dog or master weren't aware of their companion's physical state. But then, that was very much the point. The innocence of this particular type of intimacy, the obedience Ashley showed to his master and the tenderness and adoration that his master showed back to him in return, was precisely why they both loved it so much.

But to claim it wasn't all leading somewhere... that it didn't serve to enhance the more physical feelings they also shared for one another? No. That would have been pointless to deny, when it was clearly visible upon both males' bodies in everything they said and did.

For almost three quarters of an hour the two trained together. Enatai laughed and beamed and rewarded his pup over and over again as Ashley lit up the room with his exuberant desire to obey and perform. Indeed the lion was so happy and so excited to watch the dog as he responded to each and every command given with speed and attentive obedience, that by the time the bag of gimmies was empty and their session was forced to an end, Enatai was panting and rather fatigued. It had been a long time since lunch, and unlike his pup the big cat had not benefited from the recent rush of sugary candy to keep him going.

Sinking down onto the sofa, both legs sticking out over the side, Enatai groaned in relief as the weight was lifted from his feet. Even without shoes to constrict his toes, he'd still spent a sizeable portion of the day on his feet including the majority of this past hour. It was bliss to rest his soles, and to relax in general as he lounged there, nude and without a care in the world.

"Wanna cuddle, Ashie?"

Eyes closed, Enatai patted at his chest, inviting the dog to scramble up onto him for a snuggle. He didn't care where it led now, not if it didn't involve too much physical exertion on his part. All he wanted was to relax, and to do so with the man he loved by his side either as lover, or as pet. After a few seconds without response, he tried again, still keeping his eyes shut. He could hear the dog close by, snuffling and panting with boundless enthusiasm, so surely Ashley could hear him.

"C'mon, puppy. Up. Up with master."

A few seconds later though, the lion's eyes sprang wide open and a sharp, surprised gasp escaped him.

"A-ahh..."

Lifting his head, the feline glanced down the length of his body to where his legs were extending over the edge of the couch. His cheeks blushed darker beneath his lush mane of hair, and he growled as he saw a twitching pair of ears resting between where his feet were hanging in the air, and a nose darting from paw to paw, the tongue beneath it lashing out and lapping affectionately at the lion's sore, sensitive paws.

"Ohh... Ashie. Good girl. Such a good puppy."

The lion drew his feet closer together, curling his toes and almost trying to wrap his soles around the muzzle playfully lapping at them. He shivered and gasped as the ticklish sensation of Ashley's rough tongue against his paw-pads and the soles of his feet made him squirm where he lay, but couldn't even try to deny how much he was grateful and eager to encourage the German Shepherd's latest attempt to play with his master. The big cat groaned and growled as he heard Ashley whimper with joy, the dog's tongue darting between the feline's toes and his lips coming so close to simply wrapping themselves around any one of those wriggling digits and breaking all lingering pretence by just suckling on his master's toes. He knew that Ashley enjoyed this just as much as him, and combining it with their pet play was an extra delight for them both.

"Good dog. My perfect pup. My special sheppy."

Enatai said anything he could to make Ashley whimper and yip with pride as he actively began to rub his feet against his lover's muzzle, using whichever one Ashley wasn't lapping at in any given moment to caress and stroke the German Shepherd's face with his trembling toes. His body cried out for more, but his heart begged him to continue just a little longer. To keep even a shred of genuine innocence to his role as master for just a little longer, and allow him to soak in all this intimate affection from the pup lapping not just obediently, but hungrily at his paws for as long as it could last. The lion writhed upon the sofa. His back arched and his hips jerked uncontrollably skyward. But his hands remained by his sides, clawing at the fabric upon which he was lying, and remained there until the very moment that the illusion of their master and pet dynamic was stretched beyond breaking point.

"Master. Master..."

That point came when Ashley whimpered pleadingly to his lover, and the dog's forepaws rose up now as the hands they always had been, wrapping themselves around one of Enatai's ankles and holding the foot to which it was attached in place as he buried his muzzle firmly within its arch, nuzzling and lapping with fevered glee. The lion heard his partner moan in desire as he licked and showered his lover's paw with affection that was anything but innocent, and let loose a deep rumbling roar of his own passion when at long last Ashley's muzzle opened up, and engulfed not one, not two, but three of the big cat's toes at once, suckling on them with a lewd, deep and guttural moan.

Once more the lion's eyes bulged, and before he could stop himself he too was calling out to the man of his dreams. Not as a sweet, innocent puppy dog any more, but not as a lover either. Ashley had called him master, and right now that was a role that Enatai was all too happy to play, if it meant greater satisfaction not just for him, but for both of them.

"Don't stop. Ashley... ohh god. Y-you're... so good at that, Ash. Fuck. Master loves you. Master loves his good girl, so... so much."

By Jeeves

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