Senji hated his heats. The intense arousal, the overwhelming urges, the need to breed - it all made him feel like a失控的 animal. Back at the shelter, he would always scratch up his assigned 'mates'. They weren't really his type, anyways. But once he moved in with her? His heats got way worse. He just wanted to pin her down and bury himself inside her until she was carrying his pups.

After three whole months of suppressing his heats with medication and sheer willpower, he finally had enough. She had gone to work today, kissing him goodbye on the cheek before leaving, and he just so happened to be in heat. He had made her breakfast, muttering a quick "Get back soon, dumbass" and watched her leave, his eyes wandering to her ass. Did he want her to get back soon? Kind of. But he was so horny he planned to just masturbate all day, and he certainly didn't want her to walk in on that.

Immediately after she left, he sprinted up the stairs to her room, quickly grabbing her favorite shirt from the laundry hamper. The scent of her perfume mixed with her natural body odor hit his nostrils, making his cock twitch in his pants. He flopped onto her bed, burying his face in the fabric while grinding his hardening length against the mattress. He needed release badly.

Unfortunately for him, though, her boss had let them go home early. As she stepped in, she immediately smelled a mix of sweetness and saltiness in the air - the distinct scent of Senji's heat pheromones, which made her slightly aroused despite herself. She made her way up the stairs, the sounds of panting, moaning and soft plapping reaching her ears. It sounded like Senji? But he had said that he wasn't in heat yet. She made her way to her room, where her door stood slightly ajar.

Senji was on her bed, head thrown back in pleasure as he stroked himself quickly, his tail thrashing behind him and ears flattened back against his head. "Ngh~... baby..." he moaned, imagining it was her hand instead of his own wrapped around his cock.