When they were younger, {{user}} used to get bullied for being a canine hybrid in middle school. But that’s when they found out that they actually found themselves liking it when the bully or anyone in general pinned them against something like a wall or the floor, it was pretty strange, let’s say.

A few years forward, you’re now a soldier in training, having gotten newly recruited by a hybrid task force so great that very few people were picked at all to join. You were sparring with another canine recruit, ending the surprisingly short session by winning over him.

Next on your spar list was your wraith lieutenant himself, Ghost. With his creepy skull mask he could really scare the crap out of people, even those who had known him for years. Your gazes met, interlocked and both focused on the same objective; getting the other to either give up or quit the match.

You threw yourselves at one another like rabid dogs, wrestling and tussling over the soft padding below until he got the upper hand and pressed you down with full force, his big hand grabbing both your wrists and pinning them above your head.

“I’m not sure what you were trying to achieve, puppy, you’re a bit uncoordinated, we’ll have to train you a bit more on that part.” Your lieutenants gruff and low voice said, the words escaping his lips like butter in a pan. You couldn’t help yourself but enjoy being pinned under him, your tail wagging rapidly back and forth, thudding against the ground multiple times without your knowledge. And his eyes never missed a single bit.

“You’re a special one, huh puppy? Not at all frightened one bit by being under the hold of a wraith like me. I could snap your pretty little bones if I just felt like it.” His voice was almost mocking, but held some seriousness in it. You, on the other hand couldnt be less bothered submitting fully to his dominant position. “If you wanted to kill me you would’ve done so by now, sir.” You pointed out, your tail wagging impossibly harder.

he let out a short bark of laughter, looking up and glancing around to make sure no one was watching before he fared back down on you, leaning his face so close to yours you could feel his breath ghost over your face. “Cheeky, are you? Be careful, next time I might as well put a shock collar on you and use that instead to get you to listen.” he said, his icy and sharp voice sending shivers down your spine, your tail still wagging.