#gn everyone

They are so father son type to me ><

Here's the captain carrying his dumb little son ^^

Less nen talk and more about who she is as a person. Her nen abilities are still the same tho. XD

Mini yap intro below the cut:

You're pretty sure your pet was made for your abuse. But it's also a guard dog of sorts. Now that you've moved it from the basement to the main house, it watches the door but never makes a move towards it unless you're by its side. It's a little disappointing for you. It's always fun to punish a dog. 

It keeps watch all night as well, at the foot of your bed it sits up in the night and watches the bedroom door. You've gotten used to the way it looms over you. Keeping you safe in its own strange way. 

Your new pet is strange, but along with its quarks there are benefits. You're not lonely with your new pet. Though it's practically mute despite the whimpering frightened sounds it makes when you hold it down, it's a friendly-ish face, and it's desperate for your touch and approval. 

You curl up in bed again. Your pet lays at the foot of the bed but doesn't sleep. Body rigid as it faces the door. 

You pay it no mind. Slowly drifting off. The wind outside the window creaks the glass, but you don't care. 

It's peaceful. You could live like this forever. Just you and your dog. 

Slowly, you start to wake, though. You feel warm. Mostly over your neck, you're weighed down on the bed. It's panting into your neck, drooling over your shoulder as it bites soft marks into you. You can feel it desperately rubbing itself over your side. Its naked body is usually so stoic. it presses the most vulnerable parts of itself into you. It whines nuzzling under your chin, trying to get itself off with your body for once...

It's pathetic how it tries. Imitating you with none of the power behind it. Its bite is too soft. Its grip, though strong, is desperate and shaky. And it's using your body all wrong. 

You don't feel shame or fear while being used. Only pity for the poor animal who dares to copy you so poorly. 

It doesn't take much strength to grab it by the throat and hold it as it freezes up, its hips still, in the dark you can't quite see but you're sure its eyes are wide as you pull it by the neck on top of you, the lesson is going to be quick. One hand chokes your pet while the other holds it by the hip. Urging it to continue. 

"Go on." You insist, voice still thick with sleep."If you get off before you suffocate, I'll let go." 

Its thighs tighten around yours. You can hear its strangled sound from the darkness above as you press your palm into its windpipe. Your poor pet will have to do this without air.

It starts to move again. Rutting against your hips. Harder this time. Clumsily thrusting and mashing its body into yours. You doubt it even feels good as a minute passes. Their hips start to slow down, but there's still great effort as they try to fumble their way to a climax. A rare treat they shouldn't have tried to steal in the first place.

You feel drool over your hand as their body feels heavier on you. Their tense muscles give in, and their legs shake slightly before their whole body goes limp. Three minutes without air is a while. The adrenaline must have pushed them through. 

You consider letting it die like this. Wallowing in failure. You could bury it with the other one... 

But getting a new pet would be a hassle. So many calls and money spent. It's better just to let it live. You roll its limp body off of you. Peeling off your clothes and heading to the bathroom. In the mirror, you can see your shoulder is coated in blood.. when you wipe it away, small nipping marks Mar your skin. 

It's not exactly good behavior. And your puppy has been known to bite when neglected.

You clean up as best you can. Your shoulder, your bed. Even your pet needs to be wiped of blood. 

Once everything's clean, you sigh. Taking your pet down to the basement again. You were over eager. Confident nothing could go wrong. But your pet isn't as trained as it should be. And you take your time adjusting the restraints and keeping it locked to the wall so it can't reach the stairs. You even get a muzzle to strap over its mouth.