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[doggish]

(the treats are somewhat decent)

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[wait]












....how many did you eat?

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and what did they taste like??

[doggish]

like steak and cheese and red wine and pumpkin all in one, somehow, but in a good way, and all satisfyingly crunchy



and i had three

i understand why montressor goes for them so eagerly

they linger on the tongue

[illithidnapped]

I don't believe this

At this rate the four of you are going to be the size of the Swordcoast before I make it home. How in the devil did you manage to open the jar without

[illithidnapped]

Right.

Magic.

3/3

[illithidnapped]

Darling mine, I need you to be very very honest with your beloved vampire right now.

Are you going to be able to stop yourself from digging into more, or am I going to have to bring a muzzle and a phial full of sussur-laced stomach formula to keep you from vomiting all over everything we own?

[doggish]

it was 3 treats, not 30, you have seen me eat far more t

Re: 3/3

[doggish]

[. . . but he has a dog-sized stomach now, doesn't he? Hm.

Mistakes may have been made.]

[doggish]

beloved vampire, you tease a great deal for someone who can work his way through five corpses within a single evening. and i am not answering your question.

be grateful i've given them enough treats to settle everyone into a stupor. it was either that or watch them tear the room apart. ataashi was considerably harder to quell.

some vomit will be worth it.

[And incidentally, he can blame any and all of his own nauseated rumbling on the pups.]

[illithidnapped]

They're only corpses when I'm done with them. Much like those snacks are due to be carnage at the mercy of your paws.

hm

How many hours did you say it was that you've been like this?

[doggish]

you can try one if you want the next time you're a wolf. i will not tell.

four hours, more or less. it feels far longer, but the candle has only burned down so far.

[illithidnapped]

I'm not certain vampiric wolves are capable of taste much as I wish it was so. My jaws still find their way into slavering for you.

Perhaps we'll become a true pack at this rate. If you don't turn back, that is.

[doggish]

that isn't funny

[Not that he's all that truly riled, as evidenced by that immediately being followed by:]

a truly miserable pack, perhaps. is that you saying you'd spend the rest of your life as a wolf for me? you would to embrace chastity.

[illithidnapped]

Well you don't need to rub it in darling.

Besides, I like to think it's rather obvious by now. The way I've no interest in touching anyone but you.

[doggish]

it's mutual, amatus. and you make it clear each and every day, possessive, doting, loving thing that you are.

[doggish]

(i was not rubbing it in, i just don't think we're ready to have a third child. think of your poor hips.)

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I'm biting your wretched little snout when I get home.

[Love you.]

[doggish]

as long as you don't strain yourself while you do


where are you, anyway?

[illithidnapped]

Oh prowling near the Bitch Queen's temple. Thematic adherence unintended, of course.

I'll need to wait until the tide rolls back out to slink properly home, though trust I'm already waiting for my opportunity.

[doggish]

aha


you're far from home, though. why do you need the tide out, are you stuck?

[illithidnapped]

I am not "stuck".

But yes, I cannot leave without risking scalding myself to a complete and utter crisp even in bat form, and seeing as I'd rather that not be the case.

Well.

I wait.

[doggish]

you're stuck

do you wish me to come and rescue you?

[illithidnapped]

A rescue from a bloody dog???

What are you going to do, stuff me in your gullet and keep your snout out of the waves?