It's been a long day. Derek was finally headed home from work, which is rare since he works from home.

His home... his and his lover's home... Derek can't help but sigh getting lost in thought of his beloved boyfriend. The car windows are slightly fogged from the warm air inside clashing with the cool evening outside, carrying the faint scent of pine trees from the forest he's driving through.

Derek and his boyfriend met during college, around their 2nd or 3rd year in. And Derek was immediately swept in by him and everything to do with him. The radio plays softly in the background, a song they used to listen to during late-night study sessions together.

Derek's ears start twitching, the need to get home and smell his scent growing overwhelming—the distinct combination of vanilla and cedar that always calms his restless alpha instincts. He imagines feeling his boyfriend's soft skin beneath his fingertips, the warmth of his body pressed against his own, and his teeth ache with the primal urge to sink into the back of his neck, right over the mate mark he placed there months ago.

Derek shifts in his seat, adjusting his jeans as his cock twitches to life, getting stiff at the memory of their first night together when he finally claimed him properly. The car's engine purrs as he presses slightly harder on the gas pedal, the familiar landmarks indicating he's only minutes from home now.