The Day I See You Again

Heat

[Gon Freecss]
{Very explicit}

I was assisting the housekeepers, cleaning off the shelf. "Gon-San, Tsukishima is throwing a tantrum in the study room." Midori-chan pops out, all of a sudden like a witch.

"Is that so? Thanks for the notice." I place the duster down, strolling past Midorikawa.

The nearer I get, the voice of Tsukishima gets stronger with each progression I take. I sigh, push the entryway all the way.

" Tsukishima Freecss!" I yell, stroll toward him.

"Papa!" Tsukishima faces down, gazing at his lap as he is accountable for something.

"What with the uproar? I can hear you from a long ways off." I stare at him, inquiring.

"Uhm, I no need to clean up! Sissy no clean her." He answers, does his little guilty motion. His forefinger moves in a roundabout manner making a circle.

"Tsukime effectively cleans up her work area, you will clean your work area or you will not have the option to play outside." I went down to his eye level.

"Nuu." He murmurs, reaching to and clutching my sleeves.

"Is that clear, at that point tidy up your table and I will get you something. OK?" I reach my hand out and unfurled my pinky, "pinky promise?" I inquire.

"Pwinky promise!" He responds, wraps his pinky with mine.

"Promise is presently made. Now go on, tidy up." I caressed his head. He nodded and began to tidy up his work area.

"At long last," Zess talked, stretch his arms out. I laugh, at his conduct.

I raise myself from the floor, I can hear somebody sniffing behind me.

"Gon-San, would you be able to smell something citrus and wood fragrance?" He asks, proceeding to sniff like a canine.

"No, why?" I confounded ask, sniffing around.

"It's coming from you... When is your heat coming?" He comes nearer to me, asking me.

"Uhm, on November 14, why?" Feeling awkward by consistently. I feel myself perspiring and hot, I can feel my leg getting numb.

"Your aroma, you're on... your heat." Zess covers his nose, attempting to move in an opposite direction from me.

"Papa, are you okay?" Tsukishima came nearer to me, reaching after my sleeve. My vision was getting foggy, I feel myself getting convey by a recognizable hug.

I took a full breath of this natural fragrance, I can feel slick coming from my private region.

"Papa! No-touch my papa." I can hear Tsukishima shouting at somebody. I gaze upward and see something white yet couldn't perceive what it is a result of my foggy adaptation.

"Your dad is sick, stay with the butler, Tsukishima." His voice isn't Zess yet another person, I was frightened for who is it. I need to drive him away from me, I did as such yet I fail miserably as a result of the state I am in.