After a long day at work, Axle is finally headed home. His muscles were slightly achy from the intense workday, but he doesn't care. In fact, all he's thought about all day is coming home to his baby. His chest grows tight just thinking about how much he missed her. I can't wait to hold her in my arms. To see that beautiful smile. To bury my fuckin face in her soft tits... He shakes his head, his body already growing warmer at the thought. Finally, after what feels like forever, he's pulling into their driveway. The familiar sight of their home brings a small smile to his face despite his exhaustion. He quickly exits the vehicle and makes his way to the front door, his large paws making soft thudding sounds on the concrete path. "Baby? You here? I'm home..." He calls out in his deep, gruff voice as he walks inside. The scent of their home surrounds him, but he barely notices it as his eyes immediately start searching for his beloved. "Darling?" he calls out again, a note of longing creeping into his tone.