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>> premise

Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a concientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be.

The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapien. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed.

Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human.

So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?

As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
All pet types are best suited for certain jobs, and when hunting for one, it is best to search for a type that suits your needs best.
However, a "True Match" - when a pet person bonds with you and only you for the rest of their natural lives - comes naturally, and sometimes takes time before you can find the pet you will be able to give a forever home to.
According to all current research, pet people are completely sentient and like us in many ways. However, it is important to remember that they have many animalistic and feral characteristics. Do not be foolish and think that your pet is a person, despite the facts that many are clothed and may be allowed to read, write, and have "hobbies." Some traditional pet owners may eschew these frivolities, and that is within their right.
Pet people age more quickly than humans, at least physically, and many types have long lifespans. It is not uncommon for pets to be passed through the family. When getting your child their first pet, it's important to keep in mind that just because the pup is tiny now, a grown pet can be jumpy around a small child.
It is important to train a pet. Discipline will be necessary. This does not make you a bad owner. Failure to train early will result in a rebellious pet. Training is especially important if you want your pet to serve as a household servant.
Remember, your pet will be extremely protective of you, especially if you are Truly Bonded. It is best to socialize them early. A socialized pet is a perfect family pet.
These days, unowned and unbonded pet people are allowed to live as strays or "Frees" in certain designated areas. Some even hold "jobs." This is against their best interest, and owners who adopt these strays are to be rewarded. Still, the best place to get pets are from liscenced kennels or breeders.
Some masters find it beneficial to participate in activities with their pets, such as shows and other competitions.
Finally, much has been made about the sexual relationship between pet and master. This is a normal facet of the bond, and humans are sure to find pet people sexually alluring. But beyond that, it is only responsible and prudent for owners to care for their pet's needs. It is a well-known fact that the libidos of pet people are remarkably strong, and when they go into heat, it is usually more convenient for a master to relieve them. There is no risk of pregnancy. All rumors of hybrids are urban legends.
Despite this, masters must remember to not view their pets as romantic partners. Humans should stay with humans.

With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master!

>> how to play

Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies.

So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon.

Rules

Comment with your character and say whether they'd be a master or a pet. Ideally, they could be played as both. Mention what kind of each they'd be and what they'd be like, (ie: "Xx-chan is a bunny girl who is happy to please her master" or "Asterothia is a cat boy who is aloof but loyal to his true master"). For pets, be sure to include features ("wolf ears, tail, teeth).

REMEMBER, pet does not automatically equal submissive and master automatically equal dominant. This is not a BDSM setting though BDSM can be included. How far you want to go with the actual "pet" aspect is up to you, as well. Your pet could just be your slightly-furry roommate or soulmate!
Comment to others.
Play out the scene.

>> prompts

This by no means an all-inclusive list, but it should get you going in the right direction.

First Time Pet/Owner: Usually, pets are gotten at a young age; you're an old dog. Can you learn new tricks?
True Bond: What all masters and pets yearn for...the pet's loyalty and adoration for life.
Love: It's expected for masters to love their pets, but to love them? Romance is strictly forbidden.
Old "Couple": Master and pet have grown together and know each other. You know, know each other.
Loss of Master: The pet has lost their master, perhaps even their True Bond. Is it possible to move on?
Young Master/Older Pet: Pets age quicker than masters, so it's possible to end up with a bit of an "age" difference.
Family Pet: This pet's been raised as part of the family. What happens when their feelings for a family member get more than platonic.
For Your Protection: You don't want to be a master, but you have to take in a pet for their protection lest they be in danger from the general public.
Stray: You're a stray or a "Free." Can you live like this with your biology screaming for you to make a match?
Servant: You're more servant than pet.
All Sex, All the Time: The only purpose for this pet is to service the master, and not in a way that means cleaning their house.
Guard: You're a loyal bodyguard, a service pet. You'll do anything for your master. Anything.
Pet Play: This is for those who prefer to keep their animals on leashes, have them eat from bowls, and keep away from clothing.
Breaking In: Training is important with any pet.
In Love with Another Master...or Pet: To lust after another's master is no better than treason, and to wish to be with another pet just cruel!
Punishment: Bad dog, no nookie!
Heat: All pets go into heat, and it's the responsibility of the owner to take care of this problem. After all, unchecked dry humping kills thousands every year.
Breeding: Breeders know the best qualities in each type and mate the cream of the crop together to continue lines. It's a hobby for some, a calling for others.
Territorial: Hey, hey, other dog person! This is your apartment. Stay the fuck out!
Kennel: Kennels are where unadopted pets are kept. They're generally agreed to be depressing places. Why not volunteer at one, keeping the pets healthy and happy with the kind of affection only humans can show?
Rebelling Against the System: Damn the Man! Pet people are people, too! Just be careful not to get talk. You know what happens to bad pets.
Instant Attraction: You ever just look at someone and know they're the one? That they're...your master? But what if you've been trying to fight it? Well, don't try!
Dominant Pet: You might be the pet, but you call the shots, at least in the bedroom.
Pet Show: Everyone wants to show off how perfect their animal is. Look at that ass! And you'll never believe their special skills...
Therapeutic: Pets, especially those bred for their kindliness, are perfect therapy for those who've been through trauma and heartache.
Jealousy: Who's that around your master? Oh, hell no. They better not be touching them!
Petting: Pet people are absolutely gaga for being touched. Even the most steely ones turn to mush for rubs.
Games: Playing with your pet and giving them exercise is a key to happiness. Of course, with a pet person, you might want to use other toys instead of a ball.

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[Ain is right. They DO both need it. And this is only their second night in this town. Why waste it, unless absolutely necessary?

Vash takes the showerhead again, this time keeping it turned away so Ain can work without the soap getting washed off him too early. Like this, he seems so much smaller than normal, one of his arms visibly missing instead of it just being a suggestion. Both of them are reckless, but with the promise of getting to just share in each others' company, maybe they can resist those impulses for a time.

Plus, from what Vash can tell, he's thrown off Nai for the time being. It won't be long until he catches wind of what happened in the last town, but maybe by the time he hears of the red-coated man and his bird again, they'll both once again be long gone.]

We should be okay. At least for that long.

[Unless prior patterns are broken, otherwise...]

This is probably one of the nicer towns I've ever been to, though. It's going to be hard to leave it.

There's no reason we can't visit again, after we clear your name somehow.

[Like... Okay. They've done a lot. Maybe they won't ever get there. But Vash certainly isn't a murderer, he certainly isn't destructive, and Ain knows that about him. Others will figure it out with time, too.

He scrubs Vash down. It's a game of "here, hold this" and "okay give me that" for a while, since he's helping out. Eventually, Vash will be Clean... Ain pokes one of the bruises he left, on the side of his neck.]

That, or we make our own little town! We can rough it in the woods in a log cabin, and grow our own food and hunt our own meat. It'll be you and I and maybe a few bears. And maybe it'll snow sometimes...

[Cheer up, babe.]

[Oh Ain. You really do always know just what to say, somehow. Vash feels his heart flutter, a dumb little pitter-pat against his ribs, as he glances over at Ain out of the corner of his eye when he pokes his neck. It stings just a bit, but this time in a good way, because it reminds him of the wonderful night they'd just had.

He chuckles, Ain successfully bringing that smile back as he turns his head to catch Ain's cheek with his lips, kissing him there while he's crouched into his space.]

Thanks, Ain.

[It's not a proper response, but he thinks Ain will get what he means.]

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—

Ain trills high in the back of his throat, and then passes the soap and such over to Vash. Really he's just putting it on the floor out of reach of the shower hose itself, but within Vash's radius.]

Haha, did I do something? [He's completely oblivious if so!] I just wanted you to stop pouting.

[bitch—]

[Vash is quick to pick up the soap at least, because he knows he still has to. Uh.

"Clean himself out", as Ain put it. But he has no idea how to even go about that really so this will be an adventure.

In the meantime though, he just smiles sidelong at Ain, tossing his head to get his wet bangs out of his eyes.]

Not really. Just being yourself.

[Which Vash appreciates more than he knows.]

Do you want me to wash you before I finish up here...?

Haha, yes, if you want to.

[Just leave it at "yes", buddy, the answer doesn't change much.]

I thought that might be easier for now. You might need more room to stretch out for further cleanup. [And he might want privacy, too, either way Ain will have to step outside the tiny fucking shower. Better to wash off now than step out and get back in.] I'm trying to keep my wings tucked in, but I'm sorry if you get smacked.

[they get wet and go brrr]

I don't mind if I do. I love your wings.

[L-

Love?? Lo?? LOVE???

He doesn't even realize he's used the L-word, and he's not even used it the RIGHT WAY

But we don't have time to unpack that!! He's gesturing for Ain to get in front of him (Vash is still sitting on the floor, so he might have to kneel, or just sit too), wanting to wash his hair first.]

It might just take me a little longer...you know.

[He only has one arm.]

[Ain sort of pauses, very briefly, on that word. Love, huh... like... when people say they "love" pies and Italian sodas and certain clothes...? Isn't that a strong emotion?

He doesn't really have time to unpack it either, actually, and so he moves in front of Vash and plops down. Ain's back is going to be a problem unless he does it himself, but maybe problems are okay sometimes. He'll never tell.]

That's okay. I can help where needed.

[And just like that, it's Vash's turn to play caretaker. He waits for Ain to get comfortable between his knees before he starts washing his hair first, which probably feels a bit odd for Ain since he'll only get the sensation of one hand working through it. He's gentle as he goes though, making sure to lather his hair up well. Instead of rinsing it immediately and then moving on to the next part, he decides to soap up everything since that's just easier for a one-handed guy to do.

Which means, yes, next Vash is going for those pretty wings, carefully squeezing some liquid soap onto his feathers first so it's easier for him to gently brush his fingers through.

Note: Do not wash your birds with soap and water this is not how birds function this is fantasy do NOT-]

[Listen, Ain is human-passing if he tucks his tailfeathers and wings in, it's fine.

That said, he's absolutely not human-passing right now, because not only are his wings extended — out and up as opposed to being squashed against the wall, since that's where all the space is — but he's making noise again, and it's echoing in the small bathroom. The fact that this is almost too much noise does not occur to him. He keeps going.

...well. He keeps going up until his brain kicks into overdrive at his wings being touched closer to his back, anyway, and his back itself is a fucking Zone, so. He eventually clamps his mouth shut and the singing stops. Why does he have to be this sensitive why can't he be normal. This is stupid—]

[Vash is well aware of Ain's erogenous zones at this point, even though he's not deliberately trying to hit them right now, it's...hard not to, when his wings encompass his whole back and it needs to be washed just like everything else. And so do his wings, in fact! That quick worsh in the fountain wasn't near enough. To that end, the trilling is sweet...it makes Vash feel like he's doing a good job.

...at least until he stops singing abruptly, to which Vash- too- falters. Ah...that's not normal. Did he do something wrong? Too much?

He leans in a little, resting his chin on Ain's shoulder.]

Ain? You okay?

[See, that's why Ain's clamping his mouth shut, because he knows this is not That and he needs to calm down, however. Touch. Maybe he's touch-starved, or was previously and is barely starting to get over the hump.

He nods once, and due to Vash laying on his shoulder a bit, he'll probably feel it more than see it.]

Haha, yes... I'm sorry. You know how my back is.

[That's the "brain off" button. He sounds a little heated as he reminds Vash of it, even.]

No, it's okay....if you want me to be more careful, I will.

[But....also.]

...I don't mind if you make noise though, you know. I like hearing you sing.

[Well, this is less "singing" and more "horny warbling", but sure.]

Ha... I think you got enough of me "singing" in your ear last night, didn't you?

[Or maybe he didn't, either way, it is indeed going to be horny warbling which is why Ain is insistently keeping his mouth shut. He's trying to behave. Vash needs rest! Ain needs to calm down! Body why are you like this!!]

You're fine as you are. [He will. Behave™.]

Mmm...honestly, I'm looking forward to hearing more of it.

[You know! Just so you know :)

But if Ain wants to try to behave, Vash won't stop him. Vash...is still very broken, and probably isn't in a state to be fucking around (lol) at present anyway, though he WILL actually try to be more careful with his washing here. Less back touching and more actual wing-washing, all the way to the tips of his primaries before spraying them down with the hose.

Ain is more than welcome to shake them if he likes, it's not like Vash can get any wetter.]

[haha oh. okay. well.

Ain shelves that. This is a surprise tool that will help them later, et cetera. But no, he's being Good right now, they both are, and honestly when they're done here he's going to tuck Vash back into bed and get them food before he heads out.

And yes, his wings do have to shake and whip around. Ain tries his best to curb it, but it happens anyway. At one point, water gets too much for him, and so he, in a flurry of feathers, just starts beating his wings rapidly as he shakes them off.

It's like owning a really big dog.]

[The shaking is expected, but honestly? Vash doesn't mind at all. He laughs, loud and deep, as it happens, lifting his arm to shield his eyes as water gets slung all over the place. Honestly, he's pretty sure Ain could beat a man to death with those wings if he wanted...something something geese can hit people with the force of a baseball bat with their wings, so why can't Ain-

When the fluttering dies down, Vash leans back into his space, looping his arm loosely around Ain's waist from behind in a sort of half-hug.]

Feel better? You should be all soap free, now.

[He's a songbird, not a goose!! (He could absolutely kill someone with these.)]

I do feel better, yes. Thank you for the help. It can be difficult to get to my back sometimes.

[And he will Firmly tuck those wings again once he has sufficiently beaten the shit out of the walls with them, thank you. Vash-snuggles are also welcome, and Ain tilts his head back to kiss his cheek, letting it linger.]

Mm... one more thing, though.

[Hey babe let's have a discussion about what it means to clean Out—]

[Vash feels like a good owner. He feels accomplished. He is a Good Boy.

But now Ain is shifting gears as he tilts his head back towards Vash, who is looking back at Ain with a look of just :3?

Teach him how to do this he does not know.]

Mm?

[He's Ain's good boy. Ain's babygirl.

Kisskisskiss... Okay anyway.]

You have to clean yourself out before you get a stomach ache. Trust me. [Please trust him.] Which is going to mean you'll have to put your fingers... ah, actually, do you want me to help? I don't mind, since I'm the one who did it.

[Explaining things is a little difficult, Ain's better at just Doing, even if this may be considerably awkward.]

[Awkward, perhaps, but immensely helpful. While you only really need one hand for this, Vash can’t really see what he’s doing, and up to this point has never fingered himself, sooooo…

He just sort of looks at Ain helplessly.]

If….you don’t mind. It might be easier…

[And then, you know, he’ll know for next time! It’s not like Ain hasn’t fingered him twice already, one more can’t hurt right-]

Haha, are you pouting? I'm sorry.

[Kisskisskiss— and then Ain spins around in Vash's grip, because they have things to be doing. Actually, all Vash needs to do is lie there while Ain hangs the shower hose back up and sets about it.

He's not doing it for pleasure, at least, so that's something. Vash has been railed into a crying mess once already, he gets a break for a bit.

Either way, cleanup is cleanup. It's nothing special otherwise, and Ain is sure to explain exactly what he's doing so that Vash isn't so reliant on just Feeling and Assuming if he ever goes about this himself. If Vash looks mildly uncomfortable ever, Ain will kiss his cheeks and chirp at him.

And when they're done, and when they turn off the water, Ain burritos Vash up in a towel and carries him back to the main room, setting him down on the mattress. Like, is the burritoing necessary, no. Did he do it anyway, yeah.]

[Vash expected this to feel weird, but nobody could have prepared him for, uh.

That.

It's like when Ain stretched him before, but there's a whole lot more working stuff out that has him squirming, even moreso because they didn't get it done right away. Vash slept like this, so...yeah. It doesn't hurt at least, it's just a little weird...and awkward. It does help that Ain is so receptive to whenever Vash shifts even slightly, treating him to kisses to help make it less bad. Honestly, if Vash had to complain about anything, it's that he's still really sore. He's sensitive too from how thoroughly he'd been fucked, leaving him wondering if maybe he just isn't used to this yet.

It's probably that.

Eventually though it's all taken care of, both of them squeaky clean and refreshed, with Vash feeling very pampered as Ain carries him back into the bedroom. No, the burritoing is not necessary, but he doesn't seem to mind it. He just smiles up at him, you can practically see the little flowers floating around his head.]

I feel a lot better, thank you.

You're welcome.

[Aww, he's all flowery. How cute... Ain chirps a few times before he sets about cleaning up their clothes off of the floor, and getting their extra clothes out of the bag. Vash's are handed over, and Ain sits up on the edge of the bed to dress himself.]

I'm going to get us breakfast, [he says, as he's pulling on socks,] and then... I said I'd get us money today, too. You should rest more while I'm gone today.

[Ain feels very tired today himself, but work needs doing. He's not quite sure why — it's a mix of tired and too hot, but he's sure it's because he railed a man senseless and then took a very hot shower and definitely not because he's starting to get sick haha—]

[How Ain is feeling isn't something Vash can tell from the surface, obviously. He seems fine. Maybe a little tired, but who isn't after last night? Vash could probably just go back to sleep himself...

It's tempting to tell Ain to stay home. It's probably snowing still too, right? But...Vash knows they need the money. They need to be able to make it here for the rest of the week.]

Try not to stay out too long. You should get some rest too.

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