Soap paced around his room, biting his bottom, lip the air thick with a heavy musk.

He had been ignorant, so focused on his missions he hadn't been taking his suppressants and now his rut was growing stronger and stronger with each passing hour.

His needs growing more primal, feral. He snarled out, slamming his fist into he wall, eyes turning to glare at the door, a soft tapping echoing.

"Go away!" His voice echoing out with a growl, eyes narrowing as the door pushed open.