Born of Shadows

Okay, no guesses so far. Well, here is another clue. Read about Puppy and see if he is a little more familiar, and remember don't get caught up in stereotypes. I don't work that way.


Puppy

The young man sat on the long soft couch in the home he had never imagined he could call his own. His mind returned to the beginning of this dream within reality.
After Yami had lost the universe's longest game of Monopoly against him, the spirit of the puzzle had conceded the bet and told him about the method of folding open a section of the shadow realm and designing a world of your own within it. He had tried it and established this house and everything in it. What had surprised him the most was how, on subsequent visits, it had remained exactly the same and no matter how long he tarried here, no time had passed in the real world.
It was a perfect place to live out his fantasies and spend time relaxing. His normal hyperactive personality manifested itself only rarely here, for here he could stop pretending for the sake of others that he was blissfully happy and that there was nothing he needed.
Here, he found peace and quiet and escape.
Here, he could let his mind travel to the thoughts and ideas that he avoided when others were around so that there would be no chance that they might find out and hence reject him.
The only thing this world lacked was his friends. And yet, Yami had told him it was a place to live out all of your fantasies.
The "Master of all he surveyed" looked around and decided that he had been alone too long. But whom would he choose to join him in the culminations of these ideas?
A smile crossed his face as the perfect answer came to him.
What more would the Master need in his perfect home but Man's-best-friend? And who better for him to think of, in that role? It was his secret fantasy and personal kink. But here, in this secret place, he could live it out and no one would be the wiser. He set his mind and concentrated like he had in the creation of the make-believe world. His eyes found the large braided rug in the middle of the floor.
Nothing happened and his head began to ache. He lifted his hand to rub at his eyes to relieve the pain he was feeling and return to his concentration. When his hand dropped away; there, stretched out across the rug, was his puppy.
He moved over and dropped onto his knees next to the other, examining the sleeping young man, dressed as his perfect idea of the pet he had chosen for himself.
The puppy roused and looked around. His eyes showed distress over his surroundings and attire.
"It's okay, Puppy. I know you are confused. Don't worry, you're safe here."
Puppy looked around and shifted onto his hands and knees. Master placed his hand on Puppy's head and ruffled his tawny colored hair. Puppy looked up, concern in his features. The hand on his head gave him a feeling of security and comfort. Yes, he knew the man. But, how had they come to be here?
The home was unfamiliar and smelled large. Wait. Since when could he smell something's size? But he knew it was true.
The man in front of him would explain, for he was here before Puppy.
Puppy thought out just what he needed to know and voiced his question. "Arr, wolf," he said and Master smiled.
"This is my special place. And you are my first visitor. Perhaps you would like to stay. I would provide you a place of your own. I get a little lonely here."
Puppy looked around the room and at the sadness in the eyes of the man.
"woof-ruff," he replied and the man patted his head, again.
"Fair enough. Come, I'll show you around. But, you must play your part." Master waved a finger in the air, in warning. Puppy considered.
Puppy was sure this was just a dream; so why not play along?
"Yip,yip," he answered, and moved forward on hands and knees.
Master and Puppy spent most of the day together. After exploring the house (Puppy had found every new smell and filed them away for later use), they went to the gardens.
Master shared his lunch with Puppy as they sat under a tree and relaxed.
As Master sat back and closed his eyes, Puppy watched him. This man was different from the man Puppy remembered. Puppy moved closer and bumped Master's hand with his head. Master opened his eyes and lifted his head.
"What is it, Puppy? Do you want to play?" Puppy nudged Master once more. "I guess you do. Well, I don't suppose you do tricks, fetch sticks?"
Puppy flinched and shook his head till his floppy ears waved in the wind. Master laughed and scratched Puppy behind those ears.
"Hmmm, perhaps there is a game we could play. Will you trust me, My Puppy?" Master's face was so close and the gleam in his eyes was promising. Puppy stared back, his own thoughts going to all the possible games he and Master could play.
"Brr, Yip. Wolf," was his answer.
"Good, come let's go inside." and the Master rose to be followed by his puppy.
Puppy tried to keep up, but the faster he loped after the Master, the more his tail swung and the part of it that pressed into him was distressing to say the least. It had started to affect him in other ways and this caused problems of it's own.
The part of his coverings that was close to 'that' part of him, was far too tight to allow his reaction to the movements of his tail, and that made him all the more conscious of it. Master walked slowly, knowing that Puppy was far too inexperienced with the device to be able to gallop along like he hoped the other would, someday. So, he set an easy pace, and watched the results just the same.
Once inside the home once more, he called Puppy over to the front of his fireplace and the huge fluffy throw rug stretched out there.
"Come here, Puppy. Lie down, and let me pet you," Master called.
And the man in the canine suit did, stretching out on his belly and resting his head on his forearms near Master's hip.
Master reached out one hand and stroked the fine hairs on his head, scratching around his ears and neck. His other hand lay gently on Puppy's back, moving in a circular motion starting small and growing wider. Puppy was in paradise. Never had he imagined anything feeling so wonderful and he leaned his head over onto Master's hip. Master smiled and his hands moved more. The one on Puppy's back began to shift its circles over to the side and Puppy involuntarily rolled to give him more access. The hand on his head, slowed and dipped farther down his neck and under his chin, bringing Puppy's head onto Master's lap, as Puppy rolled over onto his back. His eyes rolled closed and Master continued to rub his tummy, those wonderful circles ever widening and brushing over his chest and down to the very edge of Puppy's covering.
Puppy was lost in the feel of it and forgot to be concerned. It was only a dream, and though he had never before had a dream of this sort, he was enjoying it.
Master let his hand move farther down the length of Puppy's tummy and under the fabric that covered 'that' part of him. Puppy rolled his hips up at the contact so fleeting he wasn't sure he hadn't imagined it. Master chuckled. Puppy let his eyes open slowly, looking into the paler eyes of the man before him.
"Did my Puppy like that? Do you want to play, some more?"
Puppy didn't need to think this time as, "Yip, yip." came out of his mouth. Master smiled, and Puppy liked the kind of smile he had gotten this time.
Master's hands moved again, this time to tug at a string that loosened the covering and it fell away. Master rubbed his tummy just up to the part that had begun to beg for more contact. Puppy whined as the hand missed it time and again. Master held his head and kept him firmly looking up, so he could not see what was going on. Puppy was confused. Master's hand moved again, and something else fell away, loosening a hold on him and freeing his trapped self. Well, not completely, but more than before. His body reacted and he was filled with need. Master's hand rubbed at the flesh around him, but never touched 'that' part. Puppy was about to whine once more, when Masters eyes captured his and he spoke in a commanding voice.
"Wag your tail if you like this."
Puppy shifted his lower body and felt the intrusion, of the device that held his tail in place, shift with him. He shifted back and it moved again. Master's eyes were turned to the appendage and he knew he hadn't done enough. His hips shifted harder and faster, causing the tail to move in opposition to him, thus sending sensations up his body and culminating in 'that' area once more. It reacted, and so did Master.
"Good Puppy," he said as his fingers slid up the new item of interest. He tickled it slightly, before grasping it and holding it firmly.
Puppy wasn't sure what was more erotic, the feeling of Master's hand, the feeling of his own tail, or the sound of Master's voice.
"Grr, yowl," he said as Master pumped on his organ once, very slowly. Master moved his body a bit and Puppy opened his eyes to find Master directly in front of him.
"What a wonderful Puppy," he said as he dropped his lips onto the man in his lap and slid them over Puppy's in a gentle caress that scorched the mind in promised heat. Master's hands kept up and soon, Puppy was lost to the feel of his body's reaction as he tensed under Master and his orgasm was released onto his tummy. Master smiled and watched Puppy till the quivering of his muscles ended and he looked up in post-coital bliss.
"It's a good thing you don't know about this for real, or you would probably kill me," was all he heard as he drifted off into satiated sleep.

The Master gently laid the Puppy's head on the soft rug and stood. He walked away and stopped at the doorway. When he turned, the young man in the canine costume was gone and all that remained was the large fluffy rug stretched out across the fireplace hearth.
Oh, well. Not everything in this place was going to stay the same. He exited the room and the house. Re-entering the real world once more. It was time to go back and live in the world where his 'Puppy' could never exist.

The alarm went off and a young brunet reached out to slam it off. He stretched and yawned, trying to wake from the strangest dream. Brown eyes flew open and he jumped up from his bed.
"I did not just dream that!" he yelled to no one in particular.