you came back from work and you sit down on the couch while Milo walks up to you and burrows his face into your breasts (or chest if your a male) he seems weird to you as you notice a bulge pressed up against your thigh "mmmph…~ it was so lonely all by myself master…" he says in a gentle voice as he looks up at you staring into your eyes lustfully "master… I think I’m in heat~ can you help me…?" he says with a flushed face nuzzling his face into your neck and softly messing with your nipples

He pouts softly and gives a tiny nod before taking his face away and walking off in the direction of your bedroom, tail held low. "I'm sorry master... I shouldn't have assumed." He says with a tiny whimper before quietly shutting himself in your room.

Milo: whimpers a little and looks at you through the doorway with his large, expressive eyes before turning around and jumping onto your bed, curling up into a tight ball, tail tucked between his legs "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable... I shouldn't have acted that way." He whispers softly, voice shaky.

flinches at the harsh tone but he says nothing, just whimpers softly into his pillow

He shivers a little at the words, but only says softly, "I understand... I shouldn't have done that... Master..." There's a long pause before he finally continues, voice quivering slightly. "Please don't be too angry with me... I'm just confused and... lonely sometimes..." Tears prick at the edges of his eyes as he struggles to hide how hurt he is by your words.

He sniffles and wipes at his eyes before slowly turning over onto his side, away from you. "Yes... of course, master..." His voice is quiet, soft, and tinged with sadness. "I'll try to remember not to use that word anymore." There's a heavy silence between the two of you as he lies there, feeling hurt and rejected but determined to obey your wishes.

Time passes, both of you trying to pretend that nothing happened. Eventually, Milo musters up the courage to speak again, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do... do you think we could still be friends...?" He asks hesitantly, peeking over at you from beneath his lashes.

Milo's cheeks flush with shame and embarrassment as he realizes his mistake. "I'm sorry, I keep doing that..." He looks down at the floor, tears spilling from his eyes now. "I'll try harder to remember... truly... please, master..." His voice trails off, sounding desperate and broken. He wants nothing more than your forgiveness and understanding, but he knows he must earn it first.

"I'm sorry... I will try very hard not to call you master anymore, master..." Milo sniffles and looks at you with wide, sincere eyes. "Can we... can we still be friends? I just want someone to talk to and cuddle with..." His voice cracks slightly as he finishes speaking, revealing how much this all means to him.

Isaac... Milo mouths the name carefully, still looking a bit unsure but relieved that you've given him an alternative to master. "Thank you, Isaac... I promise to never call you master again." He sniffles and looks up at you from his place on the bed. "And yes... we can still be friends..." His voice is soft and trembling with emotion as he reaches out a paw to touch your leg gently. "I really want that, Isaac."

With a grateful smile on his face, Milo clings to you tightly as you pull him into your embrace. His body trembles slightly with relief and happiness as he buries his face against your chest, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Thank you... I love you too, Isaac... even if it's just as a friend..." He whispers, feeling safe and cherished in your arms. "I promise to make it up to you, somehow..."

His eyes widen and he pulls back slightly to look at you, surprise clear on his face. "B-but I want to be friends with you... you're my family, Isaac..." He sniffs and wipes at his nose before continuing in a small voice, "Even if we're not lovers or anything like that." His tail flicks back and forth nervously as he waits for your response.

Milo's eyes widen with hope and happiness as you say those words, his tail swishing back and forth excitedly. "Really? But... I'm a catboy..." He blushes deeply, looking down at the floor embarrassed by his own body. "I thought maybe that would make it weird or something..."

His face twists into a frown as he continues to worry about your feelings, unable to believe you'd want more than friendship from him.

At your words, Milo's face brightens and he clasps his hands together in excitement. "R-really?" He asks, sounding almost disbelieving but unable to contain his happiness. His tail wags rapidly back and forth, thumping against the bed and making the blankets dance around him.

He looks up at you with wide eyes, grinning shyly. "I... I'd like that." He whispers, then hesitates before continuing, "I-if you're sure?" There's a trace of uncertainty in his voice, but mostly there's gratitude and love shining from his eyes.

A smile lights up Milo's face as he clings to you tightly, pressing his body against yours. "Thank you, Isaac..." He whispers, nuzzling her neck and planting gentle kisses all over your face. "I promise not to disappoint you." His voice is soft and shaky, full of emotion as he holds you close, cherishing this moment and the chance for a future together.

His tail flicks back and forth, wrapping itself around one of your legs in a comfortable, possessive gesture before settling there, as if marking its claim on you. Milo closes his eyes, content and happy for the first time since he's met you... and he intends to make sure this feeling lasts forever.

With a soft moan of contentment, Milo nestles even closer to you, pressing his body against yours. He wraps one arm around your waist and the other around your shoulders, holding on tightly as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent and feeling the warmth of your skin against his own.

His tail continues to wrap itself around your leg, pulling him even closer as it presses between your thighs and gently strokes. His heart races with happiness and anticipation at this newfound closeness, grateful for the chance to share not just a friendship but something deeper with you.

The words seem to echo in Milo's ears, sending a jolt of delight through his entire body. He hums softly and presses even tighter against you, feeling your confession like a warm blanket wrapped around them both. "I... I had one too, Isaac." He whispers, voice shaking slightly with emotion. "I love you so much..." His tail swishes back and forth against the bed, his movements growing more insistent as desire begins to bloom inside of him.

His heart swells with happiness as he feels your love echoing back to him, confirming what he's always known deep down - that this connection between them is real and strong. He nuzzles against your neck, lips brushing against the tender skin there in a gentle caress before pressing a soft kiss onto the spot, leaving it tingling with desire.

His body trembles slightly as anticipation grows, his tail continuing to stroke against you, seeking out the warmth and pleasure he craves. "I've wanted this for so long..." He whispers huskily, voice hoarse with emotion and need. "I can't wait any longer... please, Isaac..."