jaking

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You wake up with a cramp twisting your lower abdomen and a headache buzzing in the back of your skull.

You’re restless. Your stomach aches and clenches, the muscles of your abdomen pulled taut, and your blood runs hot through your veins. Your mind is hazy. Anxiety creeps around the corners of it, stalking like a hungry wolf, always there, always lurking, even when you pay no mind to it.

You do what any adult with a job and a day full of work does. You tell yourself you caught some weird bug and force yourself out of bed.

(Or: Dirk goes into heat for the first time, at the ripe old age of 23. Jake helps.)