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-click-

Rumi's ears perked up at the sound. That was new. She couldn't place where it was coming from, but it sounded like it was right by her ear. Of course, nobody was around, she was just relaxing on the couch, reading a book, while the latest Baemon single played quietly throughout their main living area.

Ever since the Idol Awards fiasco, Rumi's senses had been heightened even more than usual. Something about finally embracing the side of herself she'd always shunned had allowed her to tap into whatever that was.

-click-

There it was again. This time, Rumi could detect where the sound was coming from, and she turned her head instinctively toward their bedrooms. Something back there was making that noise, that for whatever reason, Rumi felt drawn to.

Mira was at a photo shoot, and Zoey was supposed to be working on lyrics for their comeback EP, so she wasn't sure what else it could be. Derpy wasn't around much these days, but when he was, he didn't make those kinds of sounds, and neither did the bird.

There hadn't been any demon activity since the new Honmoon was formed, but better safe than sorry, Rumi thought to herself, summoning her sword as she stalked quietly toward the hallway of their apartment.

-click-

Zoey's room. Rumi's eyes went wide, and she could feel her vision shift. If Zoey was in trouble…

Rumi gripped the hilt of her sword with one hand and ripped the door open with the other, only to find Zoey lying in her bed with a notebook propped on her legs and a pencil in her left hand.

Zoey witnessed Rumi barge into her room, weapon drawn, eyes yellow and glowing. "…Rumi? What's wrong?!"

Rumi's demeanor immediately shifted, though it took a few moments for her eyes to return to normal. "Zoey? There was a…I thought maybe a demon…have you been in here the whole time?"

Zoey giggled. "Yeah…been in here writing. Did you…need something?"

Rumi looked around the room nervously. "Did you hear a…noise? Like a weird clicking noise?"

Zoey held up her right hand, which was holding a weird round thing. "This it?" she asked, squeezing the object in her hand. -click- There it was, the source of the sound.

"…Yes," Rumi admitted, dismissing her sword. "I…heard it out on the couch and was worried, because it didn't…sound familiar."

Zoey laughed. "I got some new fidget toys in my care package from my dad, and I liked the clicker thing the most. I can…stop if it's bothering you."

Rumi shook her head. "No, it's fine. I don't dislike it, I was just…confused. It's a nice…sound," she said sheepishly as she left the room. "I'll let you get back to work," she called, pulling the door shut.

"Rumi, it's o—" Zoey replied as the door latched. "—kay…"

A lot had changed in the past few months since the big reveal, but some things hadn't. Rumi was still mostly keeping to herself, more out of habit than anything else. Even though she and Mira had told Rumi everything was ok, and that she could…well, they hadn't explicitly said 'Hey, come join us in bed,' but it felt close enough.

Zoey shrugged and returned her attention to the lyrics she was writing, and clicked her fidget toy a few more times.

After the fourth or fifth click, Rumi came back into her room. "Is there…can I do anything to help with the writing process? Or just…hang out maybe?"

Zoey's brow furrowed in concern. "Rumi…are you sure you're ok? I mean, you're welcome to hang out. I don't need anything, though. Got snacks, got drinks."

Rumi nodded, closing the door behind her. "I just…I dunno, hard to focus on my book for whatever reason, so I figured I'd hang out with you for a while."

Zoey smiled. "That's always fine, Rumi. You can sprawl out on the bed with me, or there's a chair under that pile of laundry over there."

Rumi smiled, sitting cross-legged on the bed. "I'm fine. Just curious what you're working on, if you have anything ready to share."

Zoey shrugged. "I put together one song that's pretty Mira-heavy. Needs a real hard bass line to go with it. Also been trying to rewrite Takedown but I think that's pretty much a lost cause at this point."

"I thought we were selling that one to Twice?" Rumi asked.

"Yeah, we were planning on it. I think I was just messing with it as a thought experiment. So it's ready to go to them whenever."

Rumi nodded, laying back and staring at the ceiling. "I think our hiatus is going to need to extend. I'm really not ready to get back out there."

"Why not? Fan response to your new look has been really positive, you don't have any reason to worry."

Rumi shrugged. "Dunno. Just…basically, no rush on finishing the EP."

Zoey hummed in agreement and returned to writing, mouthing words to a phantom beat as she reviewed each line. She squeezed the fidget in her hands again.

-click-

Rumi shot up at the sound. "Are you sure I can't get you anything?" she asked. For some reason, that sound resonated in a deeply specific part of her brain, and she couldn't ignore it, or sit still when she heard it.

Zoey shook her head. "I'm fine, Rumi. Just relax."

Relax. That's fine. Rumi could relax. She laid her head back against the bed, and tried to focus her breathing and relax.

Zoey dropped the clicker and grabbed another fidget toy. It made a different noise as Zoey played with it, and Rumi didn't seem to react to that one.

After a few more minutes of silence, Rumi sat up slowly. "Thanks for letting me hang out, Zoey. I think I just needed to not be alone for a little while," she said.

"Anytime, Rumi! My door's always open. So is Mira's, by the way. You're always welcome to…hang out anytime. Day or night," Zoey added, trying to drop another hint.

Rumi nodded, smiling as she stood to leave, and Zoey felt Rumi's eyes linger on her just a moment longer than usual as she left the room.

-Several Days Later-

Rumi sat at their dining room table, eating some leftover tofu soup, while Zoey beatboxed into their fridge.

"Rumi, have you seen my boots?" Mira asked, entering from the living room. "The red ones I wore when we—"

"Did you check under Zoey's bed?" Rumi offered. "Probably find the lost city of Atlantis under there."

"Ugh, don't remind me…but you're probably right," Mira said, heading back out and toward Zoey's room.

"Oh yeah! Mira was wearing them last time she spent the night in my room! Good call, Rumi! Didn't think you'd notice stuff like that," Zoey said, returning to the table with an energy drink and some kind of American sandwich.

Rumi smiled. "I wasn't…that was literally just a lucky guess, because everything that goes missing is under your bed."

"Hey! I cleaned it…once," Zoey said, pouting as she bit into the sandwich.

Mira reappeared a minute later, wearing the boots, and holding Zoey's fidget toy. "Why do you have a dog clicker, Zoey?"

"A what?" Zoey and Rumi both said, turning their heads toward Mira.

"This. It's a dog training tool. Was on your bed."

Zoey shrugged. "My dad sent it to me with some other fidget toys. I thought that's what it was," she said, taking the toy from Mira's hand.

-click-

Rumi felt a shiver go down her spine as the click resonated in her head. "So it's for…training dogs you said?"

Mira nodded. "We had security dogs back home, and the handlers would always use things just like those to get the dogs to do something."

"Weird, so like…they click it, and the dog just obeys it?" Zoey asked, clicking it again.

Rumi felt…something in response to the sound, something different than she had previously. A need.

"Pretty much," Mira said, taking the clicker back. "It was like," -click-, "stay, and the dog would sit and wait. Or like," -click-, "heel, and the dog would follow them. Apparently it's easier to like, train them with the clicker than it is to just train them with commands. I don't know how it works, but we don't have a dog or anything, so I guess it can just be your little clicker toy," she said, handing it back to Zoey.

Rumi hurriedly finished her soup and excused herself, retreating quickly to her room before either of her bandmates could say anything.

Safe in her room, Rumi leaned against the wall, sliding down to the floor. Just hearing Mira talk about training a dog like that, and then hearing the clicks one after another, had activated something in her brain, as well as deactivating the part of her brain that should've cared about it.

Did they know? Could they see it already? Rumi bit her lip as she thought about it. She hadn't mentioned anything about that conversation with them. She couldn't. They barely understood that she and Jinu had talked at all…the details were too private to share with anyone…

"So…tell me something," Rumi asked, leaning against the stone wall in Naksang Park. "What makes you so special? Not just you, the other Saja Boys, too. Every other demon we've fought was…barely able to string together complete sentences, much less perform complex musical numbers."

Jinu smirked. "Is that really what you wanted to ask?"

Rumi rolled her eyes. "Shut up, jerk. I'm just curious."

"It's the beast. Most demons lose themselves to theirs. Ours are under control," Jinu said, shrugging as he started walking up the cracked stone path.

"What do you mean, 'the beast'?" Rumi demanded, following after him. "I thought you were being controlled by Gwi-ma."

"We are, but…the beast is what replaces our soul. It taps into that ancient, animalistic part of our brains, and is why most demons can't do much more than feed, fight, and boast about themselves. Makes it easy for Gwi-ma to control us."

The two of them walked in silence as Rumi contemplated what he'd just told her. "Do…I have a beast inside me?" she finally asked.

Jinu chuckled. "Why, do you want to let it out? Go completely feral? Give in to your demon side?"

"No!" Rumi shouted, loudly enough for the Honmoon to quake. "I hate that side of me. But…I was wondering if that was why…"

Jinu stopped, turning to look at her. "What?"

Rumi shrugged, sighing. "Sometimes I feel like…life would be easier if I were an animal. Like a dog, or a wolf, or a tiger, even. Not having to think, just act on instinct. Like there's a part of me that…wants that life. But not as a demon."

Jinu smirked, chuckling as he patted Rumi's shoulder. "Wow, you're really messed up in the head, aren't you?"

Rumi glared, summoning her sword, leveling it at Jinu's throat. "I should've never told you anything."

Jinu put his hands up, backing away. "Relax, hunter, relax," he said, lowering his hands after Rumi dismissed her blade. "Good hunter."

Rumi punched him in the arm, storming off back toward home.

She couldn't let him see how deeply he'd just made her blush.

"What was that about?" Zoey asked, slipping the clicker into her hoodie pocket.

"No idea," Mira said, taking a sip of her tea.

Zoey sat next to Mira, leaning against her. "Do you think Rumi doesn't like dogs or something? Like she got all uncomfortable when we were talking about training dogs with the clicky thing."

Mira shook her head. "No way. I mean, she likes animals. She's always petting dogs and stuff when we run into fans walking their pets."

Zoey grumbled in contemplation. "I wish it was easier to just ask her stuff. Like if the dog clicker worked on her, we could be like -click- 'Rumi, tell us why you're being weird,' or -click- 'Rumi, tell us what it's gonna take for us to get into your pants,'" she said, clicking the clicker along with her words.

Mira chuckled. "Yeah, she's still a little cagey about personal stuff. It's weird, because I thought we were doing so well after the incident at Namsan."

"I think she's just still dealing with the whole thing with Jinu. Like…it sucks that they were kinda-sorta going out behind our backs, but…"

"Yeah…I've been trying not to think about it," Mira said, setting her cup down and pulling Zoey into her lap. "I'd much rather think about this," she said, grinding her thigh between Zoey's legs.

Zoey let out a soft sigh of contentment, leaning in to kiss Mira. "Wouldn't it be hot if we were both on you like this?"

Mira smiled into the kiss. "I do have two hands," she remarked.

"Mhmm," Zoey said, grinding against Mira's thigh. "Would you fuck her the same way you fuck me?"

"No, of course not. Well, unless she happens to like the exact same things you do in bed."

Zoey giggled. "What if Rumi's even more of a top than you are?"

Mira smirked. "It's Rumi. She exudes bottom energy."

Zoey nuzzled against Mira's neck. "Mhmm…she and I could belong to you."

Mira's hands wrapped around Zoey's hips, gripping her butt. "Oh god…"

"Out here? In the living room?" Zoey whispered into Mira's ear. "Rumi could walk out here at any time, catch us in the act, and…"

"Shut the fuck up and take your clothes off," Mira growled at her.

You so could, Rumi thought to herself, listening to the conversation through her bedroom door. Her enhanced hearing wasn't exactly something she'd kept secret from them, but she hadn't exactly told them just how good it was, either.

The conversation in the living room turned into the two of them making out, and Rumi mentally tried to tune it out. They hadn't been very subtle about trying to invite her to join them, and…she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea, but…she'd never been with anyone like that, much less another woman. And the two of them were…way more experienced.

If they made me, though…if they used the clicker on me…I couldn't say no, Rumi thought to herself, as her hand dipped below the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them as she went. Her fingers found a familiar wetness as they dipped between her legs, tracing her fingers along the outside of her pussy.

-click-, Rumi, eat Mira's pussy, she imagined, rubbing her clit with her index finger.

Fuck, the thought of just…letting them have her like that was so hot. And…really appealing to that beast that dwelled within her. The part of her she'd only told one person about. Turning her brain off, and just…being their loyal dog? God, she'd give anything to live like that.

She bit her lip as she started rubbing herself harder, her breathing short and rapid. She could hear the two of them having sex. She could go out there right now and join them…let them have their way with her.

But the rational side of her…the side that had been trained for decades to deny that side of herself, still resisted.

She wanted to be theirs.

She couldn't.

But right now…her body wanted something, and her fingers would have to do. For now.

I wonder what Mira tastes like, she thought to herself, pulling her fingers out of her pants and shoving them into her own mouth, tasting her slick. And Zoey, for that matter.

After all…she wanted to belong to both of them.

"So, what do you two want to do for dinner?" Rumi asked, looking through the food delivery app.

"Either fried chicken or bulgogi. I'm starving," Mira said. Zoey nodded, taking a long drink from the electrolyte drink she'd just opened.

"Chicken it is," Rumi said, selecting the restaurant. "The usual?" she asked, receiving two nods. Three double orders of yangnyeom chicken, one extra spicy, two orders of pickled radish, kimchi, soup, and cucumber salad, and a hefty tip for the delivery driver.

Zoey flopped onto the couch next to her. "By the way, Rumi…sorry about earlier. I'm not sure what I said that made you just…up and leave like that, but…"

Rumi shook her head. "It's fine. I just…yeah, I don't really know either."

"Ok…weird question, I know, but…was it because of the dog clicker thing? Like…the other day you seemed a little on edge when I was playing with it, and then earlier…I know it's stupid, but I have to ask."

"No! What? No…I mean…not in a bad way, at least," Rumi said, sighing. "I dunno, it's like…that sound tickles a part of my brain, and then Mira was talking about how you use it for dogs, and…I dunno, it kinda gave me a weird feeling."

"Weird, but not bad?" Mira asked, joining them on the couch. "How long on the food, by the way?"

"Fifteen minutes, I think," Rumi said, leaning back. "But yeah. Just weird."

"Weird in a way you want to hear it again?" Zoey said, grinning as she dangled the clicker in front of Rumi's face.

Rumi rolled her eyes. "Zoey, I'm not a dog." Not completely, she thought to herself.

"I know, but it's still fun to be silly sometimes," Zoey retorted, squeezing the button on the clicker.

-click-

Rumi took a deep breath, feeling a tingle run down her spine. "Am I gonna have to take that thing from you?" she asked, reaching up to grab it out of Zoey's hand.

Zoey pulled it away effortlessly. "Too slow, Rumi!"

"Rumi…did you like that?" Mira asked, smirking. "You're literally red in the face."

"I—what?! No! I'm just annoyed by your girlfriend treating me like a dog!"

"I think Mira was joking, but you are getting red…and I think maybe you do like it a little bit," Zoey said, grinning as she clicked it again.

-click-

"Okay, that's it," Rumi grumbled, shoving Zoey and reaching for the clicker again. The two wrestled playfully on the sofa as Zoey tried her best to keep it out of Rumi's hands, before tossing it in the air in Mira's direction.

Mira caught the clicker without even looking, and gave it a single, satisfying -click-. "Sit, Rumi," she muttered, sipping her tea.

Rumi tried to resist. She really did. But the way Mira just…commanded her, so nonchalantly, coupled with the clicker…she immediately released her grip on Zoey, and sat upright on the couch, her face beet red.

Zoey cackled at the sight. "Oh my GOD, Rumi! Did you really just sit because Mira told you to?!"

"With the clicker," Mira added. "I think…maybe she likes that more than she's letting on."

"Rumi…do you like when we use the clicker on you?" Zoey asked.

"I…don't dislike it," Rumi admitted. "I really don't know why it worked so well on me, though."

Mira cocked an eyebrow at her. "I'm tempted, but…I don't want to cross any boundaries."

Rumi looked away from both of them. "Tempted…how, exactly?"

Mira and Zoey shared a look, and Zoey nodded. "Rumi…we haven't been subtle. And I know you hear more than you let on. You know exactly what I'm talking about," Mira said. "So…where's the line?"

Rumi sat in silence, her hands folded in her lap. "You really don't know what you're asking."

Zoey giggled. "I mean…we kinda do. You've been kinda…repressing yourself all these years. It's a genuine offer to let yourself enjoy your newfound freedom."

"And if I said…there isn't a line? What then?"

Mira and Zoey looked at each other, then back to Rumi. "Then…we talk things through, and—"

"Dogs don't get to talk," Rumi interjected, cutting Mira off. "They obey, or they're punished."

"Okay, that was hot," Zoey said, and Mira nodded. "Rumi…do you want to be our dog? A good little puppy for us?"

Rumi tried to remain still and silent, but couldn't help as a tiny whimper escaped her lips.

"I think that was a yes," Mira said, smirking. "So, are we doing this?" she asked Zoey.

Zoey nodded, but shrugged. "Where do we even start? Like…we have food coming. We can't be in the middle of something compromising when we have to go down to the lobby in like 5 minutes."

"I mean, obviously not right this minute," Mira said, rolling her eyes and smiling at the two of them. "But…I actually have an idea for that. Rumi…go set the table for us."

-click-

Rumi narrowed her eyes. That wasn't fair. Domestic service wasn't what she was interested in. But still…she shrugged. "You know, you didn't have to use the clicker for that," she said, standing up and heading into their kitchen.

Mira smirked. "I know, but…I wanted to. And I want to reinforce that when I tell you to do something, you do it."

Rumi chuckled to herself as she set the table. If this was all Mira wanted to have her do, that would be fine. She figured there'd be some sexual elements to it at some point, but…something about the way Mira had just commanded her so nonchalantly, like her obedience wasn't being demanded…just expected. Like she was already their trained dog.

That alone was already getting her going.

Zoey went downstairs to retrieve their takeout, and Mira joined her in the kitchen. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked.

Rumi sat the banchan bowls she was carrying on the table. "…Setting the table? Like you asked?"

"Three place settings, though?"

"Unless Zoey gets lost in the elevator again, there are three of us."

Mira smirked. "As the only one of us who grew up with dogs, I can assure you. Dogs do not eat at the table with people."

Rumi rolled her eyes. "You can't be serious. I'm not actually a dog, you know that, right?"

Mira held the clicker up. "You know…if I wanted to be mean, I absolutely could make you. But no, I have no interest in dehumanizing you that much. I want to fuck a woman, not an animal. Although, maybe when we're having something different, it might be fun to play that out."

Rumi exhaled a sigh of relief. "Maybe. I mean…ok, the clicker is gonna work on me, but…"

-click-

"Kiss me," Mira ordered, holding the clicker in her fingers.

Rumi's eyes widened. Now? Without Zoey? When they were…it didn't matter. She was going to obey. She crossed the distance between them, closed her eyes, and leaned up towards Mira, hovering her lips centimeters from her friend's lips.

Friend?

Lover?

Owner?

Mira's lips met hers, and Rumi felt a sharp inhale from Mira as they kissed, and Mira's hands cradled her head as she felt Mira's tongue enter her mouth. As Mira pulled away, Rumi let out a whimper, clearly wanting more.

The feeling had been electric. Both just…her first kiss…her first kiss with Mira at that, and the sensation had been so different than she'd expected. "Mira, I…"

Mira smiled, releasing her hands. "Sorry, I just…had to test it. You were better than I thought you'd be…I guess demon boy must've taught you a thing or two, huh?"

Rumi shook her head. "No, we never…it wasn't like that. I mean, I…"

"Also…your patterns are lighting up again."

"Wait, what?" Rumi said, looking down at her hands, where the iridescent markings had started glowing in the shimmering rainbow hues they had the night of the Idol Awards. "I…didn't know that was a thing."

Mira chuckled. "I swear, if you turn into a glowstick whenever you get turned on, that's gonna be so funny."

Rumi smiled. "You're such a dork, you know that, right?"

Mira rolled her eyes. "Okay…before Zoey gets back, I do want to go over something with you, something I should've done before we kissed. You need a safe word, for if anything ever gets too wild for you, or if you get uncomfortable. You need to be able to pull the ripcord. I am absolutely ravenous about the idea of you just being a perfectly obedient little puppy for us, but…you're also one of my best friends. I don't want to lose you to this."

Rumi shook her head. "I'm not gonna use it. I trust you both with my life, and…the more we do, the more comfortable I'll get."

"Zoey has a vivid imagination, don't say never. I had to safeword once. But anyway…we use the traffic light system. Red, yellow, blue. If you're blue, everything is fine. We'll check in from time to time to check. If you call a yellow, then we need to slow down or pause, but it doesn't end what we're doing. It's more for like if you need to adjust position because your leg is cramping, something doesn't feel right, you're getting overwhelmed mentally or emotionally or physically, stuff like that. And then red is if something is just absolutely not gonna happen, like you're in pain and not the good kind, or we said or did something you really are not ok with, or any other reason…it's fine. We stop immediately and make sure you're ok, talk through whatever just happened, get you whatever you need."

Rumi stared off into space, taking it all in. In the span of just a few minutes, their entire dynamic had changed, and with it, her entire mindset and outlook on life. She was theirs…their trained, obedient dog. Sure, she might have to keep being the leader of the group in public, but…she belonged to them. It felt good belonging to them. The beast within her was satisfied with that outcome. "And if I don't say anything…we just assume it's blue, right?"

Mira nodded. "Unless we specifically ask for it. Then, no response is gonna be taken as a red."

Rumi smirked. "Kinda taking the fun out of being your helplessly obedient dog."

Mira smiled. "We'll only ask if it looks like you're struggling, but we'll give you a minute to process it if it's a difficult command or whatever."

Just then, their elevator dinged, and Zoey emerged, hoisting two bags of takeout above her head. "I lived, bitches!" she exclaimed, rounding the corner to the kitchen and dining area. "What did I miss?"

"Mira wants me to eat off the floor like a dog," Rumi said.

"Oooh…actually, yeah, can we do that?" Zoey asked.

"Not with all the side dishes and everything, no," Mira said. "But one of these days, absolutely. We just have to find our puppy some kibble she likes."

Rumi grumbled. She liked good food. But it wasn't her call, not anymore. "Mira also went over the whole traffic light system. I'm blue, by the way. I can't think of anything that'll change that."

Zoey grinned, setting the bags on the table. "So…are you ready to be our good little puppy, Rumi?"

Rumi reflexively whimpered, nodding weakly.

"Ok, let's eat, then we're gonna start training you!" Zoey cheered, pulling items out of the bags, while Mira took care of sorting things onto their plates and bowls.

"What does that entail, exactly?" Rumi asked.

Zoey shrugged. "No idea. Mira's the one that knows dogs."

"I feel like she needs less training and more…experimenting. Need to see what she will and won't do, what she can't do, stuff like that. You're going to be a good dog for us, aren't you, Rumi?"

Rumi felt like her face was going to permanently be stained beet-red, but nodded before digging into her food.

"So…she's gonna start sleeping with us, right?" Zoey asked.

"If she's good. Otherwise, she has to sleep on her own."

The two of them were talking about her like she wasn't even in the room, Rumi thought. Not like they needed to. She was their pet, after all. She was there to obey.

The thought was broken as Mira addressed her directly. "Ok, so…I know you said you're fine with whatever, but…what are you interested in? Like…if we're doing this, I want to make sure we're playing into your fantasies, too."

Rumi smiled weakly, looking up from her plate. "I…am kind of living it right now, more than I ever thought I could. All of it has been kinda…everything I never knew I wanted? I mean, aside from clicker-ordering me to set the table. I'm not too interested in being your maid. Though…I will. I don't need to have a choice in the matter."

Zoey giggled. "I mean, it's only fair that we don't have you do stuff like that. So the whole…dog pet play thing…that turns you on?"

Rumi nodded. Admitting things was easier now that she didn't have a choice in the matter. "I kind of feel like…that's what I'm supposed to be."

"Are you a furry?" Mira asked flatly. "No judgement if you are, I just…"

"I have no idea what that even is," Rumi said, shaking her head. "But I just…like the idea of giving into these urges."

Zoey grinned, leaning toward Rumi. "Any other urges you want to give in to, puppy?"

Rumi's breath caught in her throat. "I—you can't just say stuff like that, Zoey!"

Zoey took the clicker from Mira, holding it up. "I can say whatever I want to you, can't I? So tell me, Rumi…what do you want out of this?"

-click-

Rumi's body shuddered as the sound resonated in her skull, reinforcing her new place. "I…want to lose myself in the two of you. I always have, I just never knew it until today."

"So fucking hot," Mira said under her breath.

"So…was it us playing with the clicker earlier?"

Rumi nodded. "And then…what you two were saying after I left the room."

"Wait, you heard us?" Zoey asked, her brow furrowing.

"Yeah. I can hear pretty much everything that happens in the apartment…one of my demon things."

"Told you," Mira said, smirking. "So, if you've wanted to join us for so long, and you've known that we wanted you to…what took so long?"

Rumi's eyes stayed focused on the clicker in Zoey's hand. "I think…I couldn't allow myself to, as long as I had a choice in the matter. And then…you two took that choice away."

Zoey giggled. "You're really into this, huh? So…what tricks does our puppy know?"

Rumi rolled her eyes. "What does that even mean?"

"You'll find out later," Zoey said, popping another bite of chicken into her mouth.

"She's not a bad kisser. Could've used more tongue, but other than that."

Zoey's jaw dropped. "You kissed her? Without me?!" Zoey sounded genuinely upset, but laughed it off afterward.

"I just wanted to see if this was real or not," Mira said. "You can be the first to touch her."

Rumi felt a ripple of warmth pass through her body at Mira's statement. So casual the way she said it.

"Ooh, yay!" Zoey cheered, her mouth half full.

Rumi continued eating, wondering what they were going to do to her after dinner.

Whatever it was…she was going to enjoy the hell out of it.

"So…how do we do this?" Mira asked, taking all the extra pillows off of her bed, while Zoey was in her room showering.

"I mean…you two would be the ones to answer that. I haven't done this before," Rumi answered, standing in the doorway, her braid halfway undone as she fluffed the rest of it. She didn't want to undo it all the way, just to keep it out of the way, but keeping it tight would risk things getting pulled in uncomfortable ways.

"Not the sex stuff. Although, I do want to know what you like in that regard. I know you're going to say nothing's off-limits, but…there have to be things you like more than others. I mean the whole…pet play thing. I don't know how it works."

Rumi shook her head. "I don't think it's that complicated. You click, I obey. Treat me as much or as little like a dog as you want…but the more you do, the more I'll get into it."

"Can I ask you something? Like, before we turn you into our dog and let you lose yourself in it…I feel like we should have at least one last conversation about it, as equals."

Rumi chuckled. "You know, outside of here, we still have to be normal…I have to be the leader of our group, and we'll have to fight demons again, probably. As much as I'd like to…I can't completely lose myself. As nice as it would feel to just…be your puppy forever."

"That's true. Can I ask…why? Like…Zoey and I haven't really done much of the Domme/sub thing, so this is new territory for all of us. It's hot as fuck, but…"

Rumi sighed. "Is it an order that I tell you?"

"Would it be easier if it were?"

Rumi nodded weakly. "If I have the choice…it's too hard. It has to do with…"

Mira sighed. "Jinu."

Rumi held her hands in her lap as she sat on the bed next to Mira. "Sort of, but more stuff I learned from him, than anything that happened between us. Which…I want to restate, we never even kissed. We held hands for a little bit, and…there was a connection, but…it never went anywhere. I wasn't…like this with him."

"He manipulated you…almost got us all killed."

"I know that, Mira…even his sacrifice was a selfish act, when you think about it. But…he did teach me things about what being a demon was like."

Zoey entered the room, her hair wrapped in a towel. "What did I miss?"

"Nothing, Rumi's actually about to tell us all the details of her situationship with Jinu."

Rumi growled. "It wasn't a—!"

-click-

"Ok, Rumi…what was so hard to tell us before now? Be truthful."

Rumi sighed. It felt good to obey, but…

"So…demons don't have souls. We all knew that already, right?"

Mira and Zoey nodded. "But you do, since you're half human, right?"

Rumi nodded. "Well…it's complicated. Demons have something that Jinu called the Beast…it replaces their soul, keeps them moving, makes them controllable. And…since I'm half demon…I also have that."

"So that's where the dog thing comes from," Zoey said.

"Demons have more…primal, aggressive beasts. Jinu said he and the other Sajas had theirs under control, but the more they fight, the more they give into them…well, we know the demon life cycle pretty well."

Mira and Zoey both nodded. After dokkaebi were slain, they came back, but eventually lost their minds and became faceless demons, while the reaper demons, like the Saja boys had been, eventually devolved into either dokkaebi or mul gwishun, the water demons, before following suit. The loss of self was gradual, according to the old texts and journals that hunters had kept.

"So…this is you letting your beast or whatever take control? Isn't that dangerous, letting your demon side out again?" Mira asked.

Rumi shook her head. "No…not since…fuck, this is hard to talk about."

"Take your time," Zoey said. "Or…if you want, we can order it? Would that make it easier?"

Rumi shook her head. "It'd get it out faster, but it wouldn't be easier, no."

"Take a deep breath, and continue when you're ready," Mira said, putting her hand on Rumi's thigh.

"After the Idol Awards…after the new Honmoon…I don't think…there is a demon side of me anymore. There's not a human side of me either. There's just me, and…my soul and my beast are the same thing now, so…the dog is who I am, as much as the idol, as much as the hunter is. I've just…still been denying it."

Zoey smiled. "So…it is more than a kink thing for you, but by engaging in it with us…you're kind of…"

"It's like a weight off my shoulders, but also…I have definitely been into you two for a while now. Just…you know, I thought I would be…ruining what you two had."

Mira rolled her eyes. "We literally spent the past five years trying to get you to go to the bathhouse with us…even after you knew we were sleeping together…if we weren't open to it…"

"I mean, I figured you were just straight. You do like a lot of the male leads in K-dramas," Zoey said.

Rumi laughed. "I mean, I can like both. But yeah…I think I'm ready, now."

Mira and Zoey both took turns kissing her. "You sure?" Zoey asked.

Mira held the clicker in her hand. "When I click this, you're not gonna be the same anymore. You're going to be our pet…our obedient dog, who doesn't have a choice in anything, anymore, unless we tell you otherwise. Whenever you hear the click, you obey, no matter what. That's what being an obedient dog is going to look like. And you don't get to stop, unless we say you do. You understand that? And you're good with it?"

Rumi nodded, smiling, her entire body vibrating with excitement as she prepared to say goodbye to her friends, and hello to her owners.

-click-

"Puppies don't wear clothes, do they, Zoey?" Mira asked.

"No, they don't, do they? What could've happened to this poor thing, some silly human must have been playing a trick on her," Zoey said, looking into Rumi's eyes.

"Well, then the puppy better get undressed, shouldn't it?" Mira said, tugging at the hem of Rumi's shirt.

Rumi nodded, slowly pulling the shirt up.

"Wait," Zoey said, and Rumi froze. "I think we need to make sure the puppy knows that she isn't just getting naked for now…puppies do not wear clothes, unless they need to put on a costume to pretend to be human, isn't that right?"

"What do you have in mind for that?" Mira asked, smiling as Rumi sat there, unmoving.

Zoey looked around the room, finding a pair of scissors with Mira's sewing kit. "Here we go."

Rumi's eyes went wide. "This is Balenciaga…this shirt cost over a million won."

"Puppies don't speak," Mira said.

-click-

Rumi whimpered in protest, even if she would obey. Well, there goes human speech, Rumi thought. She wouldn't speak again unless they ordered her to. Even if she wanted to…she might as well be physically unable.

"Silly puppy, thinking about money and designers. It doesn't matter anyway, though," Zoey said, grinning wickedly as she pulled at the hem, sliding the scissors around the fabric and closing them with a satisfying snip.

Rumi whimpered, but Zoey was right. The cold metal of the scissors grazed her skin, causing her to flinch as Zoey sliced her designer top in two, revealing the plain white bra she had on underneath.

"Her patterns are like a Christmas tree right now…you're so fucking turned on right now, aren't you puppy?" Mira said, tearing the rest of the shirt away from her.

Rumi nodded, whimpering again. She'd been turned on since dinnertime, but…fuck. Now, she was already about to cum from having her clothing destroyed by her best friends.

No. Your owners. Her thoughts reinforced her new place between them.

"Oh…this bra isn't too expensive, is it?" Zoey asked, sliding the scissors under the band between her breasts.

Rumi shook her head. She didn't care, even if it was.

"Color check," Mira said. "Still blue?"

Rumi nodded. Everything was so perfect right now.

"Can you say it?" Zoey asked.

Rumi shook her head. She couldn't speak anymore.

Realization dawned on both of them. "Puppies do speak when asked a direct question," Mira said.

-click-

"I'm still Blue," Rumi muttered.

"Good girl," Zoey said, snipping Rumi's bra in half, followed by both of the arm straps. Mira pulled the scraps of fabric away, leaving Rumi exposed.

The cool air of the room, combined with the intense arousal she was experiencing, caused her exposed nipples to quickly harden. A soft whisper of a moan escaped her throat, making both of her new owners smile at each other.

"God, Rumi, you're so fucking pretty like this…your patterns go everywhere, don't they?" Zoey said, tracing the lines across Rumi's chest, squeezing her left breast gently. "And you're so soft…do you like when I touch you like this, puppy?"

Rumi nodded, whimpering as Zoey's fingers continued caressing her. It was everything she wanted.

"The dog's still wearing too many clothes," Mira said, purring as her eyes slowly took in every inch of Rumi's exposed skin. "We're going to have to do something about those, too."

Zoey grinned, handing Mira the scissors, who traded the clicker over to Zoey. "No more designer jeans for you either, isn't that right, puppy? You're gonna be our perfect, obedient little puppy from now on, aren't you?"

-click-

If there had still been any lingering resistance left in her, it was gone now, washed away by Zoey's command. Rumi nodded eagerly as she felt Mira slicing her jeans apart.

It made sense. She was their dog now. Dogs didn't wear clothing, therefore she didn't wear clothing, unless her owners wanted her to dress up for them.

"Holy shit, you're wet," Mira said, as the scraps of denim fell away, exposing her underwear, which was almost uncomfortably drenched.

Rumi shuddered at being so exposed, so vulnerable. She'd dreamed of being seen, wanted like this, for years, and now…

Mira pulled her panties away by the crotch. Two snips, and they were torn away just like the rest of her clothing. The cold air against the heat pouring out of her made her whimper. "Zoey…look, I told you."

Zoey leaned over to see what Mira was talking about, taking in the sight of Rumi's bare pussy, where wisps of purple hair, wet with slick lay flat against her skin. "Oh wow! It is purple down there, too! You were shaved at the bathhouse, and we weren't sure. We had a running bet, but I guess Mira's the winner this time."

Rumi grumbled. They were making bets about her pubes? Seriously?

Mira leaned in and purred into her ear, her hand resting firmly on Rumi's butt as she coaxed her onto her stomach, positioning Rumi for ease of access. "Shhhh…don't be upset, puppy. We're just admiring how pretty you are for us."

"And we just love how turned on you are by this, aren't you" Zoey added, dangling the clicker in front of Rumi's face.

Rumi let out a whimper of a moan, nodding. God, it was all so hot. It felt good to give in to her primal side, but also just…letting herself be with them.

"When you touch yourself, Rumi, do you ever imagine being exactly like this?" Mira said, her hand slipping between Rumi's legs, rubbing her from the outside, her fingers parted to avoid dipping inside.

"Being our obedient little plaything?" Zoey said, grinning as she repositioned herself in front of Rumi's face, her legs spread, Mira's borrowed sleep shirt riding up to reveal her aqua-green panties. "Letting Mira fuck you from behind while your face is close enough to me that I know you just wish I'd order you to lick my cute lil' cunt?"

Rumi's hips rocked reflexively as Mira's finger rubbed against her clit, a surge of lightning shooting through her body. The short gasped whimper told both of her owners everything they needed to know.

"Just like that, Mira, that's what she likes, isn't that right, puppy?" Zoey said, shifting her position again so that Rumi's face was hovered directly above her thighs. "Just like you want a taste of me so bad, don't you?"

Mira smiled, sliding her long, slender middle finger inside Rumi's entrance, moving slowly to give Rumi time to adjust before adding a second finger. "Has our puppy been good enough for a treat, Zoey?"

Zoey hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties, lifting her butt up just enough to slide them over her hips, slowly inching them downwards. Rumi's eyes followed hungrily as a patch of short black hair came into view, the scent of Zoey's arousal flooding her nostrils. "Now, Rumi…are you a good dog who deserves a treat?" she murmured as the fabric peeled away completely.

Rumi whimpered, her thoughts unfocused from overstimulation. She tried to manage an "Uh-huh," but she wasn't sure if it had come out as legible.

"I think she needs to speak first, before she can get a treat," Mira said, pulling her fingers out. "She's so fucking hot, Zoey, you should feel how worked up she is back here."

Zoey grinned, tossing her panties across the room. "We'll switch soon, but first…yes, puppy, I think you need to speak for us."

Rumi's brain barely registered what they were talking about. She just wanted Mira's fingers back, and she wanted to bury her face between Zoey's legs and drink that delicious nectar straight from the source.

Her breathing was unsteady as she looked back toward Mira. Why did you stop? she wanted to ask, but only a whimper came out. Words weren't allowed, unless she was specifically ordered to.

"Nuh-uh, look at me, puppy," Zoey said, grabbing Rumi's chin and turning her head back toward her. "You're gonna speak for me like a good dog."

-click-

Before she'd had a chance to fully register what Zoey had said, her body was already responding, and she felt her throat vibrate, an excited "Arf!" escaping her lips.

She immediately felt her face go flushed as Zoey burst into laughter. God…she really was their dog, wasn't she? Of course she was. Dogs didn't need to think about things. They didn't need to worry about record contracts, or budget meetings. They just needed to eat, sleep, and play.

Or be played with, she thought, shifting backwards to thrust her needy pussy against Mira's fingers.

"Oh my god, Rumi, that was so good!" Zoey exclaimed. "Now come and eat your treat, puppy," she added, winking as she wiggled her hips in front of Rumi's face.

Rumi bit her lip as she leaned forward, so close to her now. Zoey could feel the heat of Rumi's breath on her as she hesitated. "Rumi…be a good girl for me now…lick me."

-click-

Fuck…give me a second, Rumi thought, her eyes meeting Zoey's. She wanted this. There was nothing she wanted more than to just bury her tongue in Zoey's pussy and taste, but…she wanted to savor the moment, too. She'd never seen another woman like this, up close, and…

"Rumi? You good?" Mira asked, pulling her hand away from her completely.

Zoey's look of arousal instantly shifted to concern. "Seriously, babe, talk to us, like a human…color check?"

Rumi took a deep breath. "Blue…I just…this is new for me."

"Okay, I'm gonna call a yellow for a minute then," Mira said, taking a seat on the bed next to Zoey. "This is fun, but…"

Rumi shook her head. "No…I don't want to stop. I want to do this, I just…"

"Hey, puppy…Rumi, it's ok. We want it too, I think we might've jumped in too quickly," Zoey admitted.

"No, it's not that, I just…I really want this. But I've also never really done…or even seen any of this before, so…"

Mira rubbed Rumi's shoulder. "The pet play stuff is new for us, too, but…"

"The sex stuff isn't. Mira, we've been sleeping together for a while now, this is Rumi's first time."

Mira chuckled, smiling. "Way to throw you to the wolves right out of the park, huh?"

"Throw me to the wolves, and I'll come back pregnant," Zoey said, grinning. "For real though…do you want a break? We can take it a little more slowly."

Rumi sighed happily. "No…I want this…I don't want breaks from being your dog. It's who I'll always be. But I'd like it if you let me…enjoy the moment right now, for my first time."

"Aww…is our puppy enjoying the sight of my tight little puss? You're just drooling at the chance to have a taste, but that human part of your brain keeps getting in the way, doesn't it?"

Rumi nodded. "I…don't want that part anymore…not right now at least."

"Fuck," Mira muttered. "Ok, I'm blue now if we wanna get back to it. I want to keep fucking our new pet."

Zoey grinned, holding the clicker back up. "Good girl, Rumi…now, back to being our obedient fuck dog, who doesn't have silly human thoughts that get in the way of her fucking and getting fucked."

-click-

The chill that ran down Rumi's spine was almost electric as she fell back into her proper place immediately.

"Lick me, puppy," Zoey's voice was insistent and needy, yet still commanding, and Rumi had no more need to hesitate. She immediately dove between Zoey's legs, her tongue eagerly gliding along Zoey's slit, the taste of her juice like nectar, a slight sweetness cutting through the tangy, salty musk.

She wanted more, she was hungry, and Zoey was on the menu. She plunged her tongue inside Zoey's pussy, curling it up as if she were trying to scoop it out manually. "Rumi…fuck, god…" Zoey groaned, feeling Rumi's tongue hit that one tiny spot that always set her on fire. "Shit…"

Rumi didn't let up, lapping up as much of Zoey as she could take. The taste, the sensation, it was all intoxicating; she barely even registered what Mira was doing until she felt her fingers slide back into her, Mira's thumb pressed expertly against her clit.

"She's our hot little bitch in heat, isn't she Zoey?" Mira said as her third finger slid in effortlessly. "So fucking wet and horny, she'd be begging for this if we made her stop."

"No…don't make her stop," Zoey whined between her whimpers. "She's so good at this, our puppy's gonna make me cum, Mira…isn't it so hot?"

"So fucking hot," Mira agreed, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the small of Rumi's back. "I wonder how good this puppy tastes."

Rumi registered the kiss and reflexively rocked her hips upward, while she licked and sucked at Zoey's clit, her owner's whimpers and moans reminding her of how good a dog she was being. That was all that mattered to her at this point, making them both happy so they'd continue letting her be with them.

Everything had gotten a lot simpler when she stopped thinking and worrying so much. It was nice to just let her brain get fuzzy and run on raw desire. If she could make Zoey cum, if Mira liked making her cum…then they would keep her, and she wouldn't have to go back to being a human.

"Shit…Rumi, your patterns are…" Zoey's voice trailed off as a loud, high-pitched moan forced its way out of her throat. Rumi's teeth had grazed her clit, something that Mira had discovered drove Zoey insane, and Rumi had just done it casually like it was nothing.

"Super colorful right now…it's like Christmas party in here," Mira said, pausing for a moment. "You must really be enjoying this, huh?"

A whimper of her own escaped Rumi's mouth between breaths, as she felt something building, something much different and much stronger than any time she'd taken care of herself over the years. Mira was just too good at this. She felt warm breath against her skin a moment before Mira made contact, her tongue making a gentle taste test before committing to a slow, slight, almost tickling dance along the length of Rumi's slit, which forced her to stop what she was doing as the sensation short-circuited her brain for just a second.

"Fuck Rumi, you taste good," Mira groaned, taking a second, deeper lick, savoring the flavor and the sensation of Rumi's body twitching in response. "I can't believe you were hiding this from us for so long…"

Zoey couldn't help but giggle through her moans. "Fuck…Rumi, we're gonna have a lot of lost time to make up for…we could've been doing this for so long."

Mira smirked, pulling away from Rumi. "We've got plenty of time. We're not giving her up, she's such a good girl for us, aren't you, puppy?"

Rumi whimpered, nodding slightly as she broke contact with Zoey for the first time since she'd started. She took a few deep breaths before looking up at Zoey, making sure she had her approval.

"Nooo, puppy…don't stop, I'm so fucking close…" Zoey groaned, sitting up and reaching out her hands to pull Rumi back. She gripped the sides of Rumi's head and pulled her back into position, locking eyes with her new pet.

Rumi sighed happily as her tongue made contact with Zoey's clit, circling her tongue around the tiny nub, keeping her eyes on Zoey's face. She was doing a good job. They were going to keep her. Mira even called her a good girl, and that was…all she needed.

Well, she also needed to cum, and Mira was still teasing her, and as good as it felt, she needed more…she needed Mira inside her, desperately. She wiggled her hips, trying to get Mira's attention. "Aww, is our puppy a needy little thing?" Mira teased.

Rumi whimpered in agreement, shaking her hips again, while Mira just laughed. "Zoey, I think our puppy wants to try to cum the same time as you, what do you think?"

Zoey gasped as Rumi's tongue pressed against just the right spot. "You better…fuck…hurry up then," Zoey panted, her hips quivering as she dug her fingers into Rumi's hair.

"You hear that, Rumi? We'd better hurry up," Mira said, smirking as she drove her fingers back inside Rumi's pussy, causing her to lurch forward before pushing back, desperate for more.

"Mira…do the thing to her…I wanna see what she does," Zoey whimpered, trying to hold back what was about to erupt.

Mira smirked, curling her fingers inside Rumi, feeling for the right spot to touch. "Yeah, our good puppy deserves an extra special treat, doesn't she?" She finally made contact with the raised patch of tissue, and Rumi immediately froze in place, mid-lick.

"F…fuuuuck," Rumi groaned, unable to restrain herself from speaking. A blazing white heat surged through her body, making her patterns glow bright enough to fully light the room like a psychedelic photo set.

"Jeez, someone really likes that, huh Mira?" Zoey joked as Rumi knelt in front of her, propped up on her elbows as Mira kept rubbing that spot ever so gently.

"Yeah she does. I think that even broke her out of her puppy mindset," Mira said, smiling confidently. "Rumi, you still with us?"

Rumi couldn't think, couldn't speak, couldn't move. Her body and brain had shut down, everything in her leaking out from between her legs as Mira refused to let up. The orgasm crashed through Rumi like a hurricane, causing her entire body to shake, every slight touch of Mira's fingers sending another wave of heat surging through her body.

Mira smiled deviously as she leaned forward, whispering into Rumi's ear. "This doesn't stop until you finish Zoey, put your tongue back to work like a good puppy."

Rumi whimpered in reply. How was she supposed to do move, much less actually do something when Mira was…fuck…when she could barely think?

-click-

"Be a good girl and make me cum, Rumi," Zoey said, squeezing the clicker again.

Shit. Rumi couldn't refuse…she didn't want to refuse, but…Mira might as well have frozen her solid. Every muscle she moved just intensified the sensation, and…she was going to have to move a lot of muscles for this.

She leaned forward, gasping a series of moans as she got in position to taste Zoey again. Her shaking, shuddering body just made every feeling more intense as she made contact, and Zoey bit her lip as she sighed in satisfaction.

"God…Mira, she feels so good…I never want this to stop…I just want this puppy to keep tongue-fucking me forever," Zoey groaned. "She can even—fuck!" Zoey exclaimed as Rumi's teeth grazed her clit again, setting her off.

Rumi had been frozen in place by the overwhelming pleasure pulsing through her body, but Zoey was the opposite, her legs twitching and spasming along with the rest of her body. Her hands reached out for something to hold on to, nearly tearing the sheets off the bed as Rumi refused to break contact.

"Fuck…fuck…fuck…holy shit, Rumi…" Zoey gasped as the three of them finally separated from each other, Mira's fingers withdrawing right as Rumi collapsed completely into a puddle between Zoey's legs.

"Damn that was hot," Mira said, pressing a kiss to Rumi's shoulder as she climbed into bed next to them, stroking Zoey's cheek. "Are you good?"

Zoey nodded, gently petting Rumi's head as she cradled her in her lap. "That was a big one…"

"I could tell. I'll go get you two some water…do you want anything to eat?"

Zoey shook her head. "Rumi, do you want a snack?"

"Hmm?" Rumi hummed sleepily as she looked up at them.

Zoey put her hand on Mira's shoulder. "Get her some fruit I think…I'll start bringing her back to Earth."

Mira nodded and exited the bedroom, while Zoey pulled Rumi up next to her in the bed. "You doing okay, Rums?"

Rumi nodded, smiling as she snuggled into Zoey's shoulder. She was good. Very good.

"Did you have fun being our dog? Like…wanna keep doing things like that?"

"Mhmm," Rumi hummed, still tucked in.

"I had a lot of fun, too…we can try some other stuff next time if you want. We'll do some research and you can tell us what kind of pet things appeal to you. Sound good?"

Rumi shrugged. Anything was fine with her, as long as she could be theirs.

Zoey smiled, pressing a kiss to Rumi's forehead. "Do you want to sleep with us, or do you want to go back to your room? Either way, we need to change the sheets and get cleaned up. Also, you need to use your words again, ok?"

"I know…" Rumi groaned, propping herself up. "I wanted to just…lose myself in it forever. Never break out of it, but…"

"Yeah…I could tell you were really into it. Maybe we can try some longer-term stuff next time, too? You wanna spend a whole week as our puppy sometime?"

Rumi thought for a minute. "Can I just…always be your puppy, unless we have to perform?"

Zoey giggled. "Yeah…I think on some level you always will be. Even when we're performing. I don't think we can unring that bell."

"Or un-click that thing," Rumi said, gesturing at the clicker that Zoey was twirling in her fingers.

Zoey smiled. "Yeah…we still need to test just how far this thing will take you. Like…obviously it got you into bed with us, but you wanted that anyway."

"Mhmm," Rumi hummed, leaning back into Zoey's embrace just as Mira returned with water bottles and a small bowl of fruit.

"How's she doing?" Mira asked.

"I'm fine," Rumi muttered, reaching for the bowl and shoving a slice of melon into her mouth. "I kinda wanna go back to puppy mode, though."

Mira chuckled. "Maybe tomorrow we can click you into obedience at breakfast."

"Ooh, maybe we can get her a crate for when she misbehaves!" Zoey said, her eyes lighting up.

Mira took a sip from her water bottle. "We're definitely getting her a collar with her name tag on it. And a leash, so we can take her on walks outside."

Rumi shot Mira a look. "Wait, you mean in public? I dunno about…"

"Do puppies get a choice?" Mira asked, raising an eyebrow while her lips pulled into a devious grin.

"Yeah…puppies obey," Zoey added, grinning as she kissed Rumi's cheek.

Rumi whimpered at the thought, but couldn't deny that it turned her on a little.

Zoey giggled. "Now, let's go get cleaned up, and if you're a good puppy we'll let you sleep in the bed with us."

-click-