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Kai growled as the other forced him to the ground, glaring up at the other as the rumble from his chest warned the other. Once the other loosened his hold he silenced himself, sitting up a little. “Who has your knickers in a twist?” he smirked playfully.

“You ought to ask your master,” Finn scoffed, sitting back and releasing his hold on Kai. Not that Nikolas had anything to do with his cat costume (that he knew of), but it wasn’t inaccurate. “He and some other master Gareth have set out to make my life hell. This, being part of it,” he added, gesturing down at the leopard print monstrosity he currently wore. 

🚨   //   push  my  muse  to  the  ground   &   straddle  them .

Finn was feeling bit on edge with the costume Gareth had put him in as part of his continued punishment. If he’d known his failed attempt to have his two worst enemies in the castle would put him through this much misery, he wouldn’t have done it. So when he felt a tap on his shoulder, he reacted immediately. He shoved the other person to the ground and straddled their waist, snarling down at them with a hand around their throat. Once he realized it was Kai, he eased up. “Sorry, pupper,” he said, smiling sheepishly, “I thought you were someone else.”

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Finn was bouncing with excitement when he stepped in the ring. He had been looking forward to this tournament ever since it was announced. He saw a few familiar faces from last year’s competition along with some new ones. It was definitely a bigger pool this year and that was both exciting and nerve wracking for the competitive demon. 

HIs first fight was up against Kai, a friend he knew not to underestimate. The hellhound might have a few centuries on him, but they both were warriors. He expected a good fight from Kai, but Finn had no intention of going easy, especially since Kai belonged to Nikolas. He smirked at the other slave across the ring, rubbing his hands together while he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, ready to begin. “I hope we can still be friends after I kick your ass,” he called out to him, “Don’t go easy on me, pupper, I wanna have a little fun.” 

“What kind of show you thinkin’ of there, Kai? I can do the whole two and a half hours of Hamilton in one go, if that’s your thing.” 

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“Come and get it, puppy dog.” 

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“Wow. Such disrespect to Hamilton and my ego,” Finn scoffed, though amusement sparkled in his bright eyes. “You’re really askin’ for it, Kai.” When the hellhound approached, Finn reacted in a flash of demonic speed; he grabbed the other slave by the wrist and stood himself, spinning them around and shoving Kai into where he’d been sitting. He now straddled the hound’s lap, one hand resting on Kai’s shoulder. If he wanted a show, Finn would gladly give him one. Lap dances weren’t usually his thing, though now he was kind of grateful Ben asked him for one recently, otherwise he would have been way out of practice. He bit his bottom lip, thinking back on how he’d done it for his master, what he’d enjoyed from it. Slowly, Finn started to rock his hips, grinding himself on Kai’s lap. “This is not like a giant hug. This is stripper work.” 

Thrash wasn't sure what to make of this body. It wasn't as threatening as the other one. Though he still wanted to explore this human one. His hearing picked up footsteps and a low, dangerous growl escapes his human throat. It wasn't as effective as his hellhound form but effective or not.