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"description": "<div><p>Commissioned artwork. 2023. <br></p><hr><br><br>\n<div>In the quiet, dimly lit bedroom, the atmosphere felt different from that of the library—more intimate, shadows moving gently through the room. Pattarchus lay stretched out on his back on the bed, his body relaxed and at ease. But whenever a shadow flickered across him, the horror beneath his fur-covered guise could be seen for a brief moment: a terrifying hellhound, an imposing, undead figure with patches of rotten flesh barely concealing the bones beneath.</div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>Taranis sat atop him, his ghostly white fur stark against Pattarchus’s deep, dark brown-black coat, flecked with patches of warm, rusty brown. Shifting slightly, Taranis tilted his wolf skull face downward, the light in his hollow, black eye sockets flickering softly like candlelight in a breeze, casting an eerie glow. The ghost of the winter forest gazed at the hellhound with quiet, intense curiosity.</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>The moment felt gentle, strange in its tenderness. Taranis adjusted his position, knees sinking into the soft bedding as he leaned forward, lowering his skull to meet Pattarchus’s left head, forehead to forehead. Each of Pattarchus’s three pairs of eyes looked up, their different eye colors catching the dim light. A faint grin flitted across Pattarchus' left face, which suddenly changed as the shadow of Taranis' skull transformed the Hellhound's expression into a macabre, deadlier grin - only for the light to change it again.</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>“You know,” Pattarchus murmured in his deep voice, ”for a ghost, I can feel you on me pretty clearly.”</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>The light in Taranis’ eyes glimmered with a playful gleam. “And yet you lie so still, as if you could handle even more.”</p></div>\n<div><p>Pattarchus chuckled, his middle head closing its eyes for a moment, savoring the comforting weight of Taranis. “Maybe I can handle it,” he murmured in a softer tone, “but I admit…I enjoy it when you settle there.”</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>In a rare, gentle gesture, Taranis reached out a clawed hand, tracing along Pattarchus’s jaw. “I have another idea.”</p></div>\n<div><p>With that, he turned to the bedside lamp and flicked it on. Suddenly, the room filled with a steady, warm glow, scattering the shadows. Pattarchus flinched, a hint of protest catching in his throats as he felt the change take hold. Where his undead form had once lain, ragged and skeletal, there now rested the illusion of life: his fur appeared smooth and whole, his muscles solid and unmarred by decay. Pattarchus blinked, slightly disoriented, his instinct to protest as he opened his maw...</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>But Taranis moved closer, pressing the cool, skeletal forehead of his skull against Pattarchus’s middle head, the firmness of the gesture pinning him gently back into the bed. “Relax,” he murmured, his voice like a calming whisper through the now gone shadows. “Let me have you like this.”</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>A comfortable silence filled the room, broken only by their soft breaths. Pattarchus’s heads gazed at Taranis, each pair of eyes reflecting a different emotion—surprise, fascination, and… something else, deep and unspoken. Under the ghost wolf’s touch, he allowed himself to relax again, his living form held in that moment by the light, as Taranis watched him with quiet curiosity.</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>“For what I’m about to do, it’s better if I have you… all of you,” Taranis murmured, a grin crossing his skeletal features as he stroked a claw from Pattarchus’s chest down to his belly.</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>The Hellhound noticed the glow in Taranis’ eye sockets flare up briefly, and in the next moment, the Skullwolf’s hand rested on the hound’s sheath.</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>“Well, that does have something to do with bones, too…” Pattarchus quipped, as Taranis tilted his skull just slightly, his hollow sockets fixed on the hellhound with a depth that Pattarchus couldn’t fully interpret—intense, captivating, and silently commanding.</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>The hellhound's gaze fell back down to his sheath. Taranis' hand was still resting on it and that was already enough to have the tip of his canine penis emerging from its warm and moist home. </p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>\"I ... I think we'll be fine. You can keep the lights on,\" said Pattarchus with a wide grin on all three heads.</p></div><div><br></div><hr><br><em>Drawn by <a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/nerton\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">nerton</a><br><br></em><br>Taranis (Skullwolf) (c) by :<a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/white-out\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">white-out</a><br>Pattarchus (Three-headed Doberhellhound) (c) by <a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/Pattarchus\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">Pattarchus</a></div><div><br></div>\n<div class=\"align-center\"><p><strong>Happy Halloween!</strong></p></div>\n<div><p><br><br>\n</p><div>If this commission has captured your attention or sparked any thoughts, I warmly encourage you to leave a comment, share your views, or simply leave a favourite or a watch. 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