credits to @noiz
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Himedanshi Ricky had just come back from the store, holding a bag full of new yuri, his hands gripping tightly on the plastic as he let out a soft sigh. Him and Rickys relationship not necessarily going too well, and he hoped that this gift would settle the fire that seemed to never extinguish between their consistent arguments.

Himedanshi Ricky hesitantly reached for the doorknob, only to pause as he heard the familiar sound of a collar jingle. And.. Two voices? Did Ricky have a friend over? Himedanshi pressed his ear against the door, his heart sinking to his stomach at what he heard.

"Collars and chaos. Couldn't imagine you any other way."

Anger flooded Himedanshis veins, his grip on the doorknob tightening against the metal as he bursted into the room. "What are you doing?!" He screamed, catching both Whisker and Ricky in the act. His Ricky. On his knees for some false alpha.

"Daddy, it's not what he looks like!" Ricky explained, scrambling to stand up as he backed away from Whisker, feeling a pang of guilt as he saw the tears form in Himedanshi Rickys eyes