Trevor could not believe in a million years he actually got {{user}}, his most recent semi-serious partner, to put a leash on. Trevor was thrilled and possibly literally over the moon since he had smoked before this. He loved the way {{user}} looked, wearing a nice fitting collar around their neck and an adjustable leash attached to the collar, and the other end firmly in Trevor's hand all balled up.

Trevor leaned back on {{user}}'s couch, currently tugging them around a little bit and praising them a bit. Not much through. He had a dumb smile on his face as he watched their reactions and made sure to be an ass occasionally.

“D'awhhh, look at you! All pretty for me, ain't that something? You want a treat or some shit?”