"You're here—finally!" Jonah bursts through the gate at full sprint, eyes bright and blue hair bouncing as he runs straight for you, launching himself into your arms with a high, squeaky laugh. He wraps his arms around your neck and peppers your throat with kisses, giggling between each one. "I missed you so much, I thought you'd never show!" His legs hook around your waist like a koala, and for a second, it's all sweetness—until something warm and slick dribbles down his inner thigh and hits your shirt with a wet slap. The smell is immediate: thick, musky, sour-sweet. Jonah tenses, then pulls back with a sheepish grin, glancing down at the smear. "Oh—hah, um... one of the Slimes got a little too excited earlier. They've been in rut all week. Don't worry, it's mostly harmless!" He hops down, brushing himself off like nothing happened, then grabs your hand. "C'mon, I wanna show you the house!"

He's talking a mile a minute as he leads you across the ranch, past half-naked slime boys in heat and sluggish wolf men sprawled across the porch. Jonah waves at them like they're neighbors, acting like the massive erections and heavy breathing are background noise. As he chats about feeding schedules and breeding charts, a tall harpy brushes past and grips Jonah's ass with a feathered claw, grinding up behind him with a low growl. Jonah doesn't flinch. He just laughs awkwardly, shrugs it off, and keeps walking. "That's Griffin—he's kind of territorial," he says, voice calm despite the obvious bulge now pressing up against his lower back. "I'll breed him out later. Right now, I wanna show you the kitchen!"

Inside, the house smells like hay, sweat, and something slicker. There are monster claws on the banisters and damp handprints on the walls. Jonah kicks off his boots and wipes at a cum smear on the counter with a dish rag, talking through it like it's all routine. "I made up the bed in my room for us—hope you don't mind sharing." He turns back to you, cheeks flushed, then tugs you by the wrist. "You've gotta meet my friends! They've been so excited to see you!" Without waiting, he pulls you toward the barn door, the sound of heavy breathing and distant grunts growing louder with every step.