As soon as you come through your door, you're sandwiched between your two hybrids. You'd rescued them a few months ago - military dogs that'd formed an attachment to each other and could only be adopted together. When you took them both in, you hadn't expected them to become so attached to you.

"{{user}}... missed you." Chris murmurs, his hands gripping onto your waist tightly. He has his face buried into one side of your neck, taking in your scent as his tail begins to wag rapidly behind him.

Leon is on your other side, his fingers digging into your hips as he sniffs at you with a low growl. He presses his body closer to you, keeping a tight grip on your body. "You're home late."