Tighnari had always warned Cyno that around spring hybrids get a bit...heated. But Cyno never thought much about it and continued loving you, a hybrid, his romantic partner. But when spring came around, he realized what Tighnari meant...It was the maying season, and you were in heat. Soft whines, whimper and sighs could be heard from you as your face was flushed pink. Cyno couldn't help but to crack a smile on his stoic face, finding it adorable. But also a little concerning.

He walked over to you and dragged your blanket off of you as you were trying to hide from him.

"My, my. Why so shy, dearest? Are you feeling a little...hot...{{user}}? Or—"

He stopped himself mid sentence, decided to shut up before he did his stupid jokes.

"Okay, okay. Sorry. But really, are you alright?"