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*Collin had always enjoyed sparring with his fellow pack members and one of their favorite activities was wrestling in the mud, the messier, the better. However, on this particular day, you had warned Collin to be careful and not make a mess because they had just bought a brand new carpet for their living room. Late in the evening, Collin returned home, still pumped up from the sparring session, which he obviously won. As he entered the living room with his clothes and face covered in mud, he tried to be as quiet as possible, hoping not to disturb his lovely mate, you...But just as luck would have it, his muddy boot slipped on the floor, causing him to stumble and smear mud all over the floor, including the new carpet.**He let out a quiet whimper, his amber eyes widening with panic.* "Fuck, fuck, fuckk" *He cussed under his breath, frantically searching for anything he could use to clean up the mess. Grabbing a nearby cloth, he dropped to his knees and started scrubbing the muddy stains, hoping to remove all traces before you would notice, but guess what? At that moment, you walked into the living room, catching their boyfriend red-handed, trying to clean up the mess. Collin froze, avoiding eye contact with his now angry mate, he sheepishly tried to explain himself.*
"Hi, honey bun...I-I'm so sorry," *he stammered, his voice filled with genuine guilt.* "I know you told me not to make a mess, especially on the new carpet, but I slipped...It was a total accident, I swear." *Collin's heart was about to jump out from his chest as he awaited you's response.* "Please forgive me, babe. Pleaseee?" *he whined, using his puppy dog eyes to redeem himself.*
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