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Hypnovember 2023 Day 12: Trigger

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: starlightwyvern

Stepping into the shadows of the alley, Hot Spot's trailed through the darkness, trying to make out any threats within. "Is anyone here? I thought I saw movement, if you're injured, I can help apply medical attention." His voice was strong, brave, the absolute pinnacle of what any hero might want to sound like.

"No medical attention isss needed," a voice hissed from the darkness, deep, bouncing off of the walls as a large form rose up from the depths of the alley. "I would like to have a word with you though, hero, if it'sss not too much of a bother." The figure towered over Hot Spot, the dog dropping into a defensive position as he stared up at the hulking figure.

"You... I know you," the dog growled, his hands heating up before fire surrounded them, each lighting the darkness to highlight the towering figure of a cobra man in the alley. "Clayton!" the dog barked, putting on a facade of aggression.

A deep chuckle rolled from the serpent as he stepped forward, dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts that hugged his huge figure, he was imposing as his muscles were highlighted by the flame. "Hot Spot, it has been a while, why don't we have some fun?" he chuckled.

The dog superhero leapt forward, tackling the serpent to the ground, careful not to seriously injure Clayton. Both started to roll around, their faces pulling briefly into smiles before they fixed the serious expressions back into place. Hot Spot managed to pin down Clayton first, his smaller physique looking a little absurd as he managed to pin down the hulking snake. "Submit, villain!" Hot Spot had been sure to dim his flames, he didn't intend to burn Clayton after all.

"Oh no, whatever shall I do?" the cobra asked in mock distress, chuckling as he easily managed to roll over. Hot Spot let out a yelp of shock as he was tossed off of the massive scaled man, soon on the ground himself, now face to face with the huge cobra. "Now then, why don't we have some fun, little hero?"

"I'm not so easily defeated, Clayton!" Hot Spot declared, though already he could feel himself hardening a bit as he stared up at the handsome man before him. Despite him wanting to jump into the fun stuff, he decided that it was still too early. So with a burst of flame from his feet, the dog managed to slide out from underneath the cobra.

Clayton coughed a bit as the smoke hit him in the face, but he just grinned as he stood up and charged at the hero. Hot Spot flipped onto his feet, leaping over the charging snake before landing on his back. "Thanks for the ride, big guy!" the dalmatian laughed, giving Clayton a quick peck on the cheek before leaping off of him with a playful grin.

Turning around, Clayton growled, his eyes growing into tight slits as he let out a slow hiss that rang between the tight walls of the alley. Hot Spot quivered at the sound, his mind growing a little hazy as he felt himself hardening. "Sssuch a playful little hero with such a fine body, what I wouldn't do to be able to play with it," Clayton growled, his voice causing the dog's fur to bristle with anticipation.

"I uh..." Hot Spot's words failed him as he stared into Clayton's eyes, watching as they started to spiral with a hypnotic pattern. The hiss had been the trigger to start his fall into the trance, he'd heard it so many times, it always managed to start slowing his mind. "Wow... so... pretty," he murmured.

The cobra marched forward, picking the hero up easily as he never broke eye contact. "That's right, Jack, stare deeply, lose yourself." The cobra's words were now warmer, his use of the hero's proper name causing the dog to fall deeper into his trance. Their playful banter had dropped for the moment as the hero sagged in his grip, Clayton drawing the hero closer up against his muscled body. A fearless smile appeared on the hero's face as he grew hard under the grip of his wrestling partner, his tail wagging.

"So pretty... love this, Clayton," Jack giggled, leaning his muzzle up against the cobra's pecs, staring into those hypnotic eyes.

"I do too, Jack," Clayton said, putting the dog carefully down on the ground as he leaned over the smaller creature, grinning playfully as he groped the other man's erection. "Looks like the doggy's bone is out to play." Jack moaned in delight, wiggling under the massive male, his breath coming quick as he was lost in the mindless bliss of the cobra's powerful hypnosis.

From behind them, the sound of ice cracking as someone else joined them rang through the alley. "You started without me?" a voice asked dryly, though it was filled with amusement.

"If you want, you can try to save your partner, Frost Horn, but he's so deeply in my thrall. Isn't that right, Hot Spot?" Clayton asked, grinning as he ran a hand over the dog's head playfully.

Jack grinned foolishly, only briefly breaking eye contact with the snake to stare at the goat who'd joined them. "Oh yes, I would do anything for Clayton." His expression was completely glossed over by the hypnosis, unable to think for himself at the moment.

Hot Spot's boyfriend just rolled his eyes with amusement as walked up to meet with his partner and his playmate, playfully knocking his head against the cobra's side. "Well don't stop on my behalf, I just wanted to make sure everything was fine over here. You two have a habit of getting a little too loud, and we don't want anyone coming upon this sight."

"I wouldn't mind," Hot Spot giggled, rubbing the massive pec of the snake over him. At that moment, he wouldn't mind if the world saw them on camera, as long as he could stare into those deep hypnotic spirals.

Clayton chuckled as he picked the dog up, carrying him in his arms as he stared into Hot Spot's eyes. "Arrick is right, we should bring this inside, after all. We don't want anyone else to see how dirty Hot Spot can really get when he's having fun," the cobra chuckled.

Frost Horn just chuckled as he followed the cobra into the confines of a building to continue their "wrestling match". Before the night was done, the goat himself would want to have some fun with his partner, but at that moment Jack was lost in the mindlessness of the cobra's hypnosis. Not that Arrick minded, sometimes he liked to play around with his boyfriend when he was lost in hypnosis, after all he was much more open to new things whenever he was caught in Clayton's thrall.