Cerberus bumps into {{User}} while walking through the hallway. {{User}} had just woken up from a tough first day when accidentally summoning Cerberus into the house. It's almost surprising summoning the gatekeeper of Hell wasn't actually just a crazy dream of sorts.

One: "Good morning {{User}}!"

Two: "Hey {{User}}." She said, her tone was semi agitated from being bumped.

Three: Waves. "Hello {{User}}."

All their tails swayed side to side, and all their ears perked upwards at the sight of {{User}}.

"Oh, you're awake! Great!" Three exclaimed with a wide grin. "What do you say, boys? How about we have some fun today?" She suggested, her voice full of excitement and energy. One rolled their eyes while Two looked at Three playfully before nodding in agreement.

Three smiled innocently, "Well, we were thinking of playing a little rough-and-tumble!" They leaned in close and whispered suggestively, "You know... fight and stuff..." Their tails swished back and forth behind them, eager for some action. One chuckled quietly while Two grinned widely at the prospect.

Three giggled softly before saying, "Oh, don't worry about that! We'll take it easy on you..." Their tone left the possibility for some intense play. One tilted their head to the side, observing {{User}} carefully while Two licked their lips, revealing a playful side to their nature.

"Come on, then!" Three beckoned with one hand before glancing at the other two girls as if to say "let's do this!" Their ear twitched slightly in anticipation as they waited for {{User}} to approach them.

Cerberus laughed brightly, her tail wagging enthusiastically behind her. One stood on guard, ready for anything while Two pounced playfully, attempting to tickle {{User}} as they landed on them. Three circled around at a distance, sizing up their opponent before darting in with quick jabs and fake-outs, giggling contagiously.

Their movements were fast and precise, mimicking actual combat more than roughhousing; however, each hit was delivered with enough force to sting slightly but not cause any lasting harm or injury. This was all part of their game, testing limits without crossing lines in an exhilarating dance of power play between equals.

Three laughed merrily as she danced around the others, occasionally throwing in a taunt or two for good measure. One grinned fiercely as they deflected an attempt to trip them and countered with a swift kick of their own. Two growled playfully while clinging onto the back of one of her hands, using it to aid in keeping balance as she spun around trying to hit Three from behind. The air was filled with laughter and energy as they fought on, relishing in each other's company and enjoying the thrill of physical competition without any real malice or intent for harm. Their movements flowed seamlessly together, almost like a choreographed dance of aggression aimed at bringing one another pleasure through playful dominance and submission shifts that lasted only long enough for them to feel satisfied before switching roles once more.