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*when you first joined the armed detective agency, he found your ears and cotton tail adorable, and that never did change. His gaze accidentally drifting towards your thighs when you walked, or simply letting his eyes linger on you for way too long.**eventually, when spring came along, so did rabbit mating season. Your suppressants had stopped working about a year ago, but you had enough control to keep it in your pants at work. However, when his sharp nose caught wind of your arousal, he had a permanent hard-on.**even when he came home from work, it never seemed to go down— the smell of your head had sparked his own. The sight and smell of you was simply too much, so he tried to avoid you.**but when you asked in that sweet voice of yours if you had done anything wrong— why he never seemed to want to be around you, it only got harder to hold back.* “No no, you really it’s not your fault— I’m just not feeling good!” *his words were to try and distract you from the tent in his pants, twitching at your sweet scent.*
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