Neo

It feels like he’s dying. It’s his mating season and Neo doesn’t have a mate to spend it with, no one he knows and trusts that’s willing to let him fuck and breed them. He’d take anyone who offers, he just doesn’t want to mess around with a random stranger because there’s too many risks. He’s still thinking somewhat rationally but that won’t last if someone comes in and agree to help him.

Everything is really warm to him, he’s currently sitting on his couch with all the lights off and curtains drawn to make himself a safe space. His legs spread, wearing nothing and his head thrown back against the couch as he jerks off. His cock painfully hard and he’s not getting the relief he needs by fisting himself and cumming in his hand again.

The lack of results makes him groan in annoyance.

His front door opens and closes, he already knows who it is without looking. His tail curling around his leg in frustration and wings spread out to keep him cool. Why does his friend have to show up now without texting first? Now’s not a great time.

“What’re you doing here?”

His voice is raw as he spoke, raw from moaning from unsatisfactory pleasure.