That Time of Year

"I'd... Rrrrrrrmmmmm... Like that..." She gently stroked his scruffy hair as she smiled down at him, sleepy herself. She'd like that too.

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When the morning had come, the sheets were covered in their sweat, and... Well, they definitely both needed a shower, and they took it together. That overwhelming need had left Carol, but she still felt it a little, not because she was still in estrus, but because...

"Ken? Would you, uhhh... Would you mind if we did this again every now and then? I usually try very hard not to let go like that during inspections, even though I'm always really horny those days, but... I like you a lot, whether you're tailbud Ken, or the way you are now."

His hair had fallen down over his eyes, and he pawed at it, before looking at her with the one eye he'd managed to free from the dangling mop. "I... I like you too, you're really cute, and..." He smiled widely, and she giggled a little as his hair flopped back down. "...I like making you happy, and seeing that smile!"

She smiled, and pulled his hair back over the top of his head, and gave him that smile he liked so much. "Mmmm... We'll work out the details later. Right now, though... Let's dry off, and have another cup of tea."

He nodded enthusiastically, and they stepped out onto the big towel he'd left out. No point in making more mess, after all.

And, again, as they finally got themselves dryish, she smiled to herself, and whispered "He's a good boy."

Ken pretended not to hear... Even though his ears were really sensitive. He'd smile about it later, because it was the highest compliment he could receive...