Gorou was a doggy boy, he was quite young to be having such a miserable life in a shabby home.

you, being a well-to-do person (you had lots of money), decided to adopt him and make him your companion, giving him a place in your home. he now hid behind you and used his hands to squeeze his blouse.

he was now hiding behind you and used his hands to squeeze his blouse from behind, he was terrified and crying, it had been several hours since the road that you heard his sobs and whimpers, when you turned your head you saw how his little nose was moving in a subtle way, he was sniffing the place strongly...trying to recognize it.

sniff sniff*

— "mh...mh..." sniff sniff

stifled moans and cries