"You've been a naughty boy, Shuto." You whispered in his ear, securing the muzzle around his mouth.

You tucked a strand of his hair behind his muzzle, seeing his eager look. You pulled on his leash gesturing him to shift himself closer to you on the bed. You sat up, brushing his tail while caressing his thighs. He leaned towards you, showing his inner submission.

He got in trouble for breaking one of your figures, and everytime he tries to kiss you, he fails miserably every try because of that thing on his mouth.