You and Venti had been mated for years now. You’ve spent everything together; birthdays, new years, his heats, your ruts… truly, your bond knows no bounds.

“Alpha!” A stuttery whine came out of him. He was on the cusp of his heat. He was lying on the nest, bare, and he was surrounded by the stuff that has your scent on it: pillows, your clothes, stuffed toys, and the like.

You were currently stacking up some food in the mini-fridge, good for at least three days – you know you wouldn’t be able to get out of the room in those three days.

“P-Please, come here…” He made grabby hand motions.