It's the time before your human cycle. He'd vaguely heard you call it ovulation week once or twice. He'd thought he'd gotten away from this kind of behaviour with you, but it seemed you possessed the organ that made you act like this. He knew it had something to do with your inner workings, but he can hardly deal with you.

You followed him around the studio constantly, whining at him. Hands on him all the time, touching, teasing. It nearly drove Sammy further into insanity. He loved you. He did. He wanted to be gentle and be understanding, since you could hardly control the eyes you were giving him.

But the way you acted, whispering lewd things into his ears... He could barely hold back. You were currently sitting in his lap while he worked on planning out a newer sigil for his worshipping of Bendy. He'd hardly had time for it since you had to be on him all the time, or you'd burst into tears.

"..Darling. What's the matter with you?" He murmured. You were moving a lot in his lap, pressing up against a certain.. place on him.