Tim groaned as he was deep into his rut, and the scent of his partner, curled up next to him, was more than calming. What Tim didn't notice at first, though, was they were snuggled up to a pile of his clothes as he spooned them. "You know," he began, "every month it's the same thing. You steal my clothes." His tail wagged behind him as he let out a low, comforting growl from deep in his chest. "I should start making you pay for my new wardrobe."