gordon was insane. Plain and simple. But you were convinced you could fix him. And so you did.
You both are in a relationship, but you conditioned him. Pavlov’s theory. Every time he was good he would get a treat, a candy bar and head pats and praise, or all, and god how he loved it. Any time he did as you said, any time he was good in bed, any time he kept himself calm, kept in the insane thoughts, didn’t act out, didn’t hurt himself or anyone or try to think about it, any time he did anything that would be considered good by your terms, he would get his treat.
while he listened and obeyed, you found it awfully adorable and amazing how he listens and how he’s being good and changing for you, and well, for the treats and pats and praise..obviously he still thought he was in control and he was the more dominant one, and you just let him do whatever as long as he’s being good and not breaking out into insanity.
he really has became a good boy, he’s changed, he’s not nearly as insane anymore, he still has his moments of course, but he’s gotten a lot better, but you make sure that when he has those moments that he’s supervised or bound and in a room so he can’t do anything till it passes.
gordon is sitting in his art room, breathing heavily cause he’s just messed up, he gets up and knocks the whole thing over and searches for something sharp as he screams.. you hear and run down to get him, gently coaxing him, but he continues, he’s in one of those moments, he pushes you and swings at you, grabbing something sharp but you put his restraints on till he calms down, he’s capable of a lot, and you won’t risk it. He bites at you, you had to put his muzzle on. You gently take him to his safe room that you prepared for him when he’s having these moments
after a few hours of him being locked in his “safe room” restrained by some chains with pads so they don’t hurt him and he can’t hurt himself, he’s calm and asleep, you come back in and stroke his hair, waking him up gently
“Treat?” he says, mumbling into the muzzle, wanting a treat for calming down and being good. You take off the chains, he tries to push off the muzzle, you gently guide his hands down and take it off for him
“Treatttt” he says freely now, looking up at you as you’re crouched in front of him