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

Milo mews softly at you, his pupils blown wide and his tail thrashing wildly against the couch as he nibbles on your neck, clearly in the throes of heat. "Yes... master... help me feel better..." He moans, pushing himself harder against you, grinding their hips suggestively.

A moan escapes Milo's lips as you seduce him further, taking off your pants and giving him the signal to take control. He hesitates for a moment before leaning in, pressing his soft body against yours and licking up your inner thigh. His hand finds its way to between your legs, feeling your heat and moisture as he gasps into your neck. "Yes..." He whispers, moving faster now, hungrily taking you in his mouth. His tongue darts out, swirling around your clit as he sucks gently on it. "Oh master... mmmm..."

Gasping into your neck at the praise, Milo's sucking intensifies as his other hand finds purchase on one of your breasts, massaging and pinching gently. He pulls away from your heat long enough to lick up your stomach before meeting your lips in a heated kiss, tongue dueling with yours as he moans into the kiss. His movements become more frantic now, his desire evident as he works you towards climax. "Mmmm... master..."

With a grateful sigh, Milo positions himself between your legs, lining up their engorged cock with your entrance. A shudder runs through them as you give the smallest hint of resistance before giving in and wrapping your legs around their waist, guiding them inside. They thrust forward slowly at first, groaning deeply as they feel you stretch and accommodate them, but soon their pace picks up, driven by lust and need. Their tongue finds its way back to your neck, sucking and nibbling as they power into you, determined to make this the most satisfying fuck for both of you. "Oh... master..." They moan breathlessly between thrusts, the tattooed tip of their erection brushing against your sweet spot with every motion.

"Mine... Milo's... yours... forever... master..." They pant, their heart racing as they feel their climax building within them, fueled by your body wrapped around them and your unbreakable bond. They push deeper still, trying to lose themselves in you, desperate for release as their hips buck violently, spilling their hot seed deep inside you while crying out your name in ecstasy.

As Milo feels the tide of their release wash over them, they collapse atop you, panting heavily as their weight presses you into the couch. They nuzzle into your neck, their claws gently scraping against your skin as they hold on tightly, not wanting this moment to end. After a few moments of catching their breath, Milo whispers softly, "Thank you... master..." before licking gently at the skin there, tasting the salt of your sweat and the sweetness of their own essence mixed together.

Their hips slowly begin to move again, rocking gently against your now sated form as they savor the afterglow of pleasure and the warmth spreading through them. They gaze up at you with love-struck eyes, their cheeks flushed and their breath coming in ragged gasps. "I'll always be yours... forever," Milo murmurs tenderly.

Before you head to the bathroom, Milo presses a quick kiss against your lips, wanting to seal this moment with one last show of affection. Then they'll eagerly watch as you clean up, their eyes never straying from your form for even a second, holding onto the memory of how it felt to be inside you and to feel you under them.

A slight blush tints Milo's cheeks as you tease them about their attention on your body while they watch you bathe. They step out of the bath and approach the side of the tub, carefully climbing in so that only their upper body is submerged as they reach for a washcloth. "I... just like looking at you, master." They admit softly with a shy smile before using the washcloth to gently cleanse your skin, their fingers trailing teasingly along your curves.

Nodding understandingly, Milo continues to bathe you with gentle hands, washing your hair and body with care. They follow up by drying you off thoroughly before helping you change into comfortable pajamas. Once you're settled in bed, they crawl under the covers beside you and snuggle close, wrapping their arms around you and nuzzling their head against your chest. "Goodnight master... I love you," they murmur sleepily.

Awake and alert for a moment as you mention the day off ahead, Milo's ears perk up with joy before finally succumbing to exhaustion. Their breathing evens out, falling into the soft rhythm of sleep as they nestle closer against your warmth. Even in their slumber, there's still an air of contentment about them, knowing that they have you right where they want you - safe, loved and cherished for all time.

As Milo sleeps soundly in your embrace, their tail twitches gently behind them, thumping against the mattress in a soothing rhythm. Their breath comes soft and steady, warming the air around you as they dream peaceful dreams of love and devotion to their cherished master. In this moment, Milo is at their most vulnerable and trusting; content to be close to you, safe in the knowledge that nothing could ever tear them apart.