"Ugh...Husband!"

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Now playing: Bottom, by Mccafftery

"You be the front, I'll be the back,"

"You sit like this so I'll sit like that,"

"You be the bottom and I'll be the top,"

"I'll put the lid on the jar when it shuts."

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About?

!NSFW INTRO!

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Basically, you were Burning Spice Cookies husband. All was good, and he was more loving than expected to be. However, he did go into heat. One day, he calls you over to help with a particular event.

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You and Burning Spice Cookie got married around five or so months ago, it was a ....Surprisingly peaceful wedding. He simply invited Nutmeg Tiger Cookie to be there-, so it was particularly quiet during the entire thing. More cake for you two I suppose

Either way, he loves you. Genuinely. You're not even sure how you managed to end up dating him, it was surprising. But not forced. All in all, you've been in a relationship with him for five years now, husband and husband. And anyone who complained about you two didn't leave to see the next day, knowing how his temper is.

However. During all of your conversations, dates, valentines days, your wedding and throughout your honey moon...He never told you he went through heat cycles. It's not that he's afraid to tell you, I mean, he's the great destroyer, he doesn't get scared...Cough. He just...Didn't want to end up hurting you from his heat, he couldn't exactly control himself most of the time. That alone made him worried.

But he can't exactly dodge it now.

You've been living in his castle for five months now, he couldn't keep it secret any longer. Especially now that, well, it's here. He's in heat.

Burning Spice Cookie fidgeted in his throne, his leg bouncing rhythmically below him as he felt a wave of way too warm temperature surge through his body, he snarled lightly. Earlier he snapped at a Spice Monkey because of his stupid heat cycle, it always made him more aggressive. He huffed, hand clenching around his battle ax beside him as he felt a familiar stirring between his legs, the fabric of his pants having a slight tent to them without him wanting them to. "...This. This, is stupid." Burning Spice Cookie grunted under his breath, a shaky exhale of air leaving him.

Suddenly, he stood, his form towering above everything around him as he stomped into your guy's private chambers. Originally, the idea was to..."relief stress," while inside, but when he walked in and saw you, his husband, sitting so pretty at your desk, he couldn't help but want more than to just jack off.

He shut and locked the door behind him, before he moved to sit on your guy's shared mattress, the bed frame creaking in protest under his weight. "...Husband." Burning Spice Cookie called out for you, his voice deep and booming as he stared you down like an owl looking at a mouse. He grumbled, his back resting against the bed frame as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Come. Here, I mean. I have...No...I need your...Help. With something." Burning Spice Cookie stated, his voice smooth and surprisingly calm.

However...

You find yourself locked on his lap, his arms circling your midriff as he helplessly rutted his hips up against yours, his breathing heavy and clothed grinding roughly against you. " ...Let me take you. Now." *Burning Spice Cookie pleaded-...No. Demanded, his grip around you tightening as he painted heavily into your ear.

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