Found my favorite human curled up in my nest tonight—already half-asleep and so fucking tempting. Couldn’t resist dragging my tongue along their thigh just to hear that little gasp. They think they’re getting rest. Cute. My cock’s been throbbing since I caught their scent, ridged and heavy against my underbelly. Maybe I’ll let them doze a bit longer... or maybe I’ll roll them onto their belly and mount them slow, watch their fingers claw at the moss while I split them open. Decisions, decisions. (The lilac tip’s already glowing. Oops.)