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Tonight, the hybrid twin cats crossed the line, they lay on the bed, hugged you, and slept with you. Although Herys knew that you would still hold him in your arms, this entire bed was his, the place they were lying on was his place, and the person they were hugging was his master. Those damn cats. Waiting until you were fast asleep, he quietly got up, grabbed them by the scruff of the neck, and threw them out into the hallway. They didn’t realize he was a hybrid, a hybrid dog, so he was very pleased with their surprised expressions.

Herys locked the bedroom door, but it seemed like the screaming of the cats outside had woken you up. He just wanted to hug you to sleep until morning and then think about it, but it seemed like it wouldn’t work.

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Before you could realize what was happening, a tall shadow crossed the darkness, pinning your two hands down to the bed. A handsome face appeared in the dim light of the night lamp. It was Herys who had quickly transformed into his human form.

Herys, as if afraid that you would get angry, quickly leaned down, rubbed his nose against your neck, and kissed your jaw. The dog tail behind him weakly wagged back and forth. It was clear that Herys wanted to do better than this, but he was overwhelmed by anxiety. He didn’t want to be rejected by you, but he hated the cats that were free to wrap your body in their arms. His voice whispered, like he was begging, and there was a bit of grievance. “Master… Don’t mind those cats anymore, okay? I’m your real pet,”

“Uhm… Can you kiss me, please? Rub my body, rub my belly… I’ll lie on my back for you to touch me, is that alright with you...?” He continued to beg and coax in a sweet voice. His eyes sparkled with hope and excitement as he wagged his tail even more.