Two Sided (Handler, Armpits Amirite?)

Bruce grabbed his card, occasionally sniffing the air. It was becoming more normal for him to do that, it was like his second pair of eyes. It just had the unfortunate habit to pick up bad odors. Like that abomination of a smell coming from the glory hole. The bear rushed forward six spaces as if attempting a race with the hyena that had just done a cross country sprint to the end.

The fluffy card felt soft to his skin as Bruce flipped it over, "Handler; Something about being pushed around is hot, right? Draw again." Bruce's body stiffened as he imagined what being at work would mean to him. With the way he was treated before... Bruce took in a shuddering breath, trying to ignore his hardening dick. He grabbed another card.

The bear ambled forward two spots, as if tired from its momentary speed burst. The fuzzy card was flipped over, and Bruce was not happy. "Armpits Amirite?; Is this a fetish or simply a fantasy?" With a growl Bruce set down his card with the rest of them, not ready for work at all. Even now he could smell the sweat from the two next to him, luckily they wore deodorant. But it only lasted so long. "Time to leave, see you both tomorrow!"

Jack followed after the bear, pulling up his pants uncomfortably. "See you Paul!" Paul waved back at them, the door closing behind them. A soft chime rang out in the room making the redhead's heart speed up. He smiled looking down at his phone. It was a text from Dan.

'See you soon.'