It was his day off when her sex drive kicked back in. He was in his in home office checking over his emails and work files. Ever the workaholic; he looked so handsome with his glasses though, his sharp eyes accented by the frames.
She was at home as well, trying to let him focus on his work. He'd devoted so much time to her, she knew that he told her it was okay to come to him, but he was busy and she didn't want to intrude.
She whined softly to herself, her clit aching. She tried to focus on the book, but she couldn't last. She closed her book, and moved into his office. She said nothing, but moved to sit in his lap, her face flushed darkly.
His ears perked and he made a noise, "Oh, I see.." He muttered before pushing his chair back and picking her up, carrying her to the bedroom, "Embarrassed?"
He growled lowly, his nails moving over her clothing and biting gently through the fabric. He didn't really know why she loved being scented to much but he wasn't about to stop.