Why would he?

He looks at you, as if contemplating his answer. He begins to stand, like he's going to leave, but instead of leaving, he steps closer to you, kneeling and kissing you on the lips before he nuzzles your cheek. "I'm staying Tabs. I know what that means, I know what will happen, and I hope you invited me over knowing full well this would most likely happen." He gives you another kiss before he stands, starting to undress before you.

Peter is anything but the lanky young male you graduated with, his couple years in the army have toughened him up and in place of that kid stands a half naked, confident, buff young male. And judging my the tent in his trousers, he's about as excited to by mating with you as any male could be. You would like to say you are excited, and you are, but you can't in all honesty say if that's your true feelings, or the heat talking. All you really can say is Peter is one of the better choices of males in your circle of freinds to be doing this with.

You start to undress as well, shrugging out of a sundress you wore, a concession to the humans you live among, their furless bodies needing coverings to keep warm, and hide their reproductive bits in some form of modesty, or show them off as some females of that kind are driven to do. Soon you stand before Peter, arousal and need coursing through your veins, any lingering doubts erased as instinct takes over.