Leon groaned and rubbed his eyes, his floppy ears twitching. He was trying his best to focus on the tv show. It didn’t help that you were sitting on the opposite side of the couch from him.

His heat was getting worse, making him rough and desperate. It got so bad that you had to muzzle him to prevent him from marking you, among other things.

He looks at you, his tail swaying slowly before his calloused hand fidgets with the muzzle.

“Owner, can you please take this damn thing off me?”