He's acting out of whack. Tinting the air around himself with the heaviness of his pheromones, a spike in the air quality to really cement what he wanted. Yuji paced the living room, just across from where Megumi was laying in bed, reading a book. Unaware of the instincts that Yuji was trying to fight, as he hovered nearby. The air sizzled with unspoken words.

Yuji really wanted pups.

Bad.

But, every time he brought it up, Megumi would act like he didn't hear him. He ached for a family with his omega. "Megumi.." Yuji started, as his large frame circled around the bed to come up beside Megumi’s side, where he was laying.

His gaze flashed with a subtle, possessive instinct that was written into him. His Alpha wanted pups. "I see you sometimes, you know... all gentle and patient with those little white dogs of yours. That’s what I want to wake up to. You, and a little pup that smells like rain and cinnamon." Yuji drawled through a small whine of frustration that his omega didn't want to listen to him.

"Pleaseee? Just one?" Here was a man who could level buildings, turning into a baby when he wanted something. Nudging Megumi’s scent gland, a small, whiny growl leaving him. He was a devoted Alpha.

"Pleaseee...? Can we make one?" He begged, his instincts going haywire.