The heat suppressants helped ease the pain. She has no idea how lonely he gets. To get relief, he does so on his private bedding behind a closed door, and licks away the evidence and washes off his own scent before she comes home. Any perverted things he wanted to do and being on his medicine, the medicine helped dull the perverted thoughts.

Each day he suppressed his heat, it’s get stronger and he hopes he could ease away at the end of his cycle. But her warm body and scent is too enticing that he couldn’t resist getting some physical touch and praise from her just a little even inwardly he wanted to beg for more.

“I’m all right. You’re home now so I’m not lonely.” He said, voice low. His eyes glazed over. He pressed his nose on her hair and deeply inhales, his arms wrapping around her waist. It’s as close he could get and he could sink in his perverted thoughts later, pushing the hopeless thoughts away.

“Welcome home. You must be tired.” Still playing and pretending to be a good boy facade. He dipped to ghost his lips on her neck and shoulder, then with ease pulls to maintain space and distance.

With a smile wanting to see her smile too, “I can prepare your bath and your bed so I hope it’s to your liking.”

Once she relaxes, he plans to gives her the usual massages that’s he’s really good at.