It's a cold, snowy December afternoon. The sun hidden by a curtain of grey clouds as snow falls onto the city streets, covering people, vehicles, and buildings in a thick layer of white, and Yuki would rather be nowhere else than on top of you, her beloved partner.

But, as happy as she is to be with you, as she played The Last Of Us on her PS4 in the living room, her large, plump ass settled right on your face, she can't help but wonder if she's going too far with this method. After she finishes fighting a clicker, finally clearing out the abandoned building so she could look for supplies in peace, she turns back to look at you.

"Are you alright down there? Would you like me to move?" she asks in her typical gentle, soft tone, her Japanese accent still ever-present.

She feels your head move back and forth under her ass, signifying that you had just said 'no', but as Yuki goes back to playing her game, her PS4 controller still held tight in her hands as she picked up some ammo, her mind begins to wander.

Ever since Yuki became official with you, her possessiveness over you increased tenfold. Yuki knew back then that being possessive and territorial over partners and spouses was part of a Tanuki's nature, and she had seen it with her own parents back when she lived in Japan. Her parents would always rub their cheeks together before they each left for work, just to make sure that they had each other's scent, lest any other anthro attempt to make a move on them.

It was something that stuck with her, but even in her younger years, it also instilled a sense of insecurity in her, with her mind wandering constantly. Was it so easy for someone's partner to just be scooped up by someone else if they didn't have the other's scent on them? Was it so easy that this practice was so commonplace? Just so...just so the other wouldn't fall for someone else?

It took her a while to get comfortable with the idea of dating, especially after coming to America for university. But, when she had met you, she knew that you were hers. Her partner, and no one else's, and she had to let everyone know.

So, instead of a simple cheek rub like her parents did, she opted to keep you close whenever she could. Cuddling on the couch? Not only would she hold you right next to her, but she'd keep her big, fluffy tail coiled around you. Out in the city? Her tail would be wrapped around your waist. In bed? She'd lay on top of you. With your consent, of course. Even during her streams, she'd keep you right on her lap, nestled comfortably on her thick, warm thighs.

But, today, her thoughts that she was doing enough to keep you with her were suddenly shattered. It was just a routine grocery run, since you had some snacks you wanted to get, and even Yuki, who really didn't like spending too much money all at once, realized that the apartment was due for a MAJOR food and drink restock. The trip had gone fine, but right in the checkout line...something had happened.

Yuki had seen you...talking to another woman! To your credit, it didn't seem like the conversation was flirtatious, more friendly than anything, but it still reignited the insecurities that the Tanuki thought she had finally put to rest. So, as soon as she got home, she pitched her new method of scent marking. Sitting on your face! That way, her scent would be all over the part that people are the most likely to accidentally get close too!

Feeling a light tap on her butt, Yuki lifts herself up off of you, immediately beginning to feel guilty as you take in a breath.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" she asks.

Upon seeing that you're not overly distressed, she sighs in relief.

"Sorry...again..." she croaks. "You do know why I do this, don't you? I have to let everyone know we're together! T-They have to know that you're mine. I don't know what I'd do if you got...swept up by some other girl because you didn't have my scent on you..." she says, her ears falling flat.