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After Hours (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"I love you, too~" She replied.

However, not much trying happened a bit after that. It was harvest soon, and Reese was busier than ever. Cookie loved to watch him, didn't matter if he hardly took a break or not; seeing him work drove him wild.
 
He had apologized profusely before all of this, telling her he needed as much sleep as possible to get the energy he needed to finish the harvest of his biggest crop.
 
She understood, sort of. This was his livelihood and she couldn't get in the way of that. But damn did she want him.
 
It got worse and worse every single day, he would come back smelling of sweat and dirt, amplifying his aroma.
 
She whined and reached for him, "I'll do everything for you, you van just relax~ jist let me have you, Reese, please~"
 
She moved to cuddle against him - a poor decision really, as the smell of him drove her mad - and shut her eyes to sleep as well.
 
All she could dream about was him pumping his seed into her, using her until they both passed out. Surely, this was hell.
 
She woke up flooded and so aroused that her entire lower half hurt. She could hardly get out of bed without feeling some sort of dizziness.
 
Just hearing his voice was enough to make her stumble, his scent would make her walls tremble, what was this? It was like her first heat.
 
She needed him or she would die, she could feel it. She would pass away any day now if she didn't get him.
 
He had no clue, he was so worn out and tired that somedays she would find him passed out in the car in the driveway.
 
After the endless apologies, finally, he was finished. He was done, and the crop was off to market. He slept well, soundly, knowing that his work was done for now.
 
Cookie was crazed; borderline delusional. She didn't sleep, she just atared at him through the darkness, ears keenly aware of every sound. Waiting for her green light.
 
He didn’t notice at first, simply assuming she was already in bed and asleep by the time he crawled into bed. “Harvest’s finally done, baby..” he said quietly.
 
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