As if Dirk would actually need a reason to regularly visit his Dominant, he heads to Huaisang's right on time. Though, he does have to admit that there is something extra fun about having a sort of "date" scheduled despite the fact that they see each other all the time. It makes him feel a little bit special, maybe.
He doesn't want to be late (bothering to pay attention to the time is still a novel activity for him) so he travels on four legs instead of two. He can get through the city more easily this way--both because his canine form is faster and because he's less likely to be flirted with and sidetracked when he looks like this.
...Also, he doesn't want to pass up a chance to spook any housemates or guests who might still be hanging around the place.
Once he arrives, the hound immediately begins hunting down Huaisang's scent as soon as he lets himself in.
Waiting for his puppy to show up, Huaisang is in his side parlor, working on an ink painting and wearing a lovely dark gown that shows plenty of skin. At the sight of Dirk, Huaisang grins and drops his paintbrush, getting up to reach for his puppy and press kisses to his nose and brow. "Hey, handsome. Who's a good puppy?"
With a happy, growly rumble, the hound takes a good few moments to nuzzle Huaisang back with his entire face, before he finally steps back a pace or two to shift shapes.
There is the familiar flare of hellflame, but Dirk hardly waits to be a solid entity again before he's slinking close to Huaisang. He doesn't even pretend to hide the appreciative and hungry up-and-down glance he gives his keeper and the grin that goes with it.
"--So, do you purposefully decide to wear gowns that I will specifically want to rip off of you? Because it's working if you do."
Huaisang's careful to let go when Dirk transforms. He knows the danger of that hellfire, and he's not going to risk a touch during the transformation. But the moment Dirk's safe, Huaisang slides into his arms, grinning happily up at him. "I do. I am careful not to pick anything I wouldn't want you to rip off me."
Pulling back enough to do a spin within the loop of Dirk's arms, Huaisang lingers with his back turned to show off all that bare skin, then glances back with a wicked smile over his shoulder. "Carry me upstairs, puppy. I've got a game for us."
"I'm glad, because one strategic little tug here and it would be all over," he teases as he plucks where the straps of Huaisang's gown meet in the back like a guitar string.
Then Huaisang makes his request and Dirk matches that wicked smile, briefly reaching forward to hug Huaisang's hips to himself from behind, before he finally sweeps him off his feet as instructed.
Carrying his keeper like a princess, Dirk heads upstairs. "Ooo... is it the kind of game you can win, and what is the prize if you do?"
"You always win my games, puppy," Huaisang flirts. Really, there are never any losers in Huaisang's games. Huaisang cares most about everyone being happy and having a good time. Nipping at Dirk's jawline, Huaisang laughs happily as he's carried, thrilled at the way his submissive indulges him. "May I put a collar and leash on my puppy?"
Dirk manages to duck his head down and sneak an eager little kiss from his keeper while carrying him without bumping into anything, immediately excited at the mention of collar and leash.
"We're going on a walk already? Or did you have something else in mind," he teases.
"I did have something else in mind. I thought we might stay in for a bit and play." Huaisang happily returns those kisses, giggling and pecking at Dirk's jaw and throat whenever he's not busy with Dirk's lips. His hands roam freely over Dirk's chest, and as soon as they safely reach the bed he pulls Dirk down for a deep, lingering kiss.
Finally letting him go, Huaisang nudges lightly at him. "Kneel on the floor in front of me, puppy."
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He doesn't want to be late (bothering to pay attention to the time is still a novel activity for him) so he travels on four legs instead of two. He can get through the city more easily this way--both because his canine form is faster and because he's less likely to be flirted with and sidetracked when he looks like this.
...Also, he doesn't want to pass up a chance to spook any housemates or guests who might still be hanging around the place.
Once he arrives, the hound immediately begins hunting down Huaisang's scent as soon as he lets himself in.
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There is the familiar flare of hellflame, but Dirk hardly waits to be a solid entity again before he's slinking close to Huaisang. He doesn't even pretend to hide the appreciative and hungry up-and-down glance he gives his keeper and the grin that goes with it.
"--So, do you purposefully decide to wear gowns that I will specifically want to rip off of you? Because it's working if you do."
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Pulling back enough to do a spin within the loop of Dirk's arms, Huaisang lingers with his back turned to show off all that bare skin, then glances back with a wicked smile over his shoulder. "Carry me upstairs, puppy. I've got a game for us."
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Then Huaisang makes his request and Dirk matches that wicked smile, briefly reaching forward to hug Huaisang's hips to himself from behind, before he finally sweeps him off his feet as instructed.
Carrying his keeper like a princess, Dirk heads upstairs. "Ooo... is it the kind of game you can win, and what is the prize if you do?"
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"We're going on a walk already? Or did you have something else in mind," he teases.
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Finally letting him go, Huaisang nudges lightly at him. "Kneel on the floor in front of me, puppy."