Feral Werewolf Who Follows You Home From The Woods. He Stalks You, Follows You Everywhere. You Don't

Feral werewolf who follows you home from the woods. He stalks you, follows you everywhere. You don't mind, he's just like a lost dog following you around. A really, really big dog. But he's harmless, and really cute if you ignore the bloody fangs and salivating mouth every time he looks at you. He's okay. You don't mind. And at night, he whines and scratches your door because it's been too long since he saw you. A couple hours are a lot for someone who doesn't understand time.

You have to open your door and let him in, where he proceeds to follow you to bed and drape himself over you like a weighted blanket. You are okay with that, too. Why not? He's harmless. He's just a giant puppy who likes to cuddle you. A giant puppy that transforma into a big human as you sleep and wakes you up grinding his hard dick against your ass. He whines as he humps you and traps you under him until he's coming all over you, satisfied with his marking. You complain and chastise him, but he looks so proud of himself you feel a bit bad. So you ignore it, what if he wants to hump you... He's harmless.

But things escalate fast after that. He follows you when you go running, excited by the chase, and tackles you to the ground where he fucks your thighs until he gets your leggings all messy and sticky. You chastise him, but once again, he's just proud of his work. You have to walk home with messy leggings that rub your inner thighs in a way that you don't want to think much about.

You wake that night with his head between your thighs as he licks your pussy over and over. You want to push him away, but he's too strong, and you don't put much of a fight. Why would you? He's just a feral werewolf fixated on you. He just wants to eat you out... And his tongue is so long that he can lick your G-spot and play with your cervix. You came so hard you scare him, making him bite down on your hip and making you come again. Well...

Maybe he's not so harmless after all. He's a feral werewolf... But you are a monsterfucker.

Misunderstanding your werewolf boyfriend

Werewolf x non-gendered human || sfw

“Did you throw the deer out?” He asked you as you put the groceries away.

You looked at him over your shoulder, confused. “I- Yes, I did. Why?”

“You…” He choked on the word, his eyes sad. He looked like a kicked puppy. “You don’t love me anymore?” He asked you out of nowhere.

“What?! Why do you say that?” Alarms rang in your brain. What was all that about?

“You threw the deer out.” He repeated.

“It was smelly.” You clarified. A week or so ago he arrived in the early morning with a big deer and left it out in the garage, asking you to go look at it. You did. It was gross, but you congratulated him and left. You didn’t think much of it, but a couple days ago the deer was still in the garage and it was starting to attract some wildlife to your porch.

“But it was for you.” He tried, his voice soft and little. You wanted to fight whoever made your werewolf feel sad, but you suspected that someone was you.

“What do you mean it was for me?” You asked, confused. Were you missing something?

“I thought… I thought we were courting.” He whispered, almost too low for you to hear.

“Courting?” Did he meant dating? “We are dating, yes.” You clarified.

“You gave me food.” He stated, as if that explained anything.

“Yeah, I made you dinner.” You recalled. You had a date a couple weeks ago and made some steaks. He was so happy when you presented him with dinner, you thought he really liked steaks.

He looked as confused as you as he said: “You gave me food so I gave you food. Courting gifts.”

You let out a long breath, suspecting the cause of all this confusion between the two of you. “Darling, I need you to explain to me what courting gifts are.”

He looked at you, puzzled. “To us… To wolves… We court our mate and prove we are worthy of them by bringing them gifts. I was proving to you that I can provide. I can be good for you.” His last words were little, like he thought he did something wrong and you were going to scold him. “But you threw it away.” He looked sad all over again. Fuck.

And then it clicked, he thought he was doing something good, that he was giving something you could need. He was trying to provide for you… With a dead deer. That was weird, but in a very sweet way. “Oh darling, I didn’t know. Why didn’t you say anything?” You asked, taking his hand on yours and kissing his palm.

“I thought you knew!”

“I’m not a wolf!”

“Oh. Yeah. Right. Humans don’t do that?”

You chuckled. “Give each other dead animals? No.”

“Oh.” He looked like he needed some time to process that information. Your relationship was usually pretty smooth, but in times like these, when the differences between your cultures hit, both of you felt like a fish out of water.

“For further gifts, I’d like some flowers.” You proposed, maybe giving him other ideas could be the solution to their current problem.

He was looking at you like you grew a second head. “Flowers? You eat flowers?” He looked disgusted at the thought.

You laughed, almost choking on your own saliva. “No! A gift. We gift flowers. And maybe chocolate.” You added.

“Okay…”

“No more dead deer.”

“No more.” He agreed.

He looked so soft, his ears moving as he was trying to pinpoint exactly how your heartbeat changed as you moved. “Come here.” You whispered, pulling at the neck of his shirt so he would lower his head. When his eyes were at the same level as yours, you whispered: “We need to work on our communication skills.” He nodded, licking his lips in anticipation. His big tongue running over his canines and making your heartbeat accelerate.

And then you kissed him with all you had, pouring every soft feeling you had for him into the kiss. You would never get tired of the spark of danger you felt when your tongue graced his fangs.

He was a predator, a big bad alpha werewolf who could throw you over his shoulder at any time. But instead, he was trying really hard to accommodate what he thought were your “weird” human customs, and you couldn’t be more glad about it.

You were taking it slow, even though you knew it was killing him not to claim you as his since the first time he smelled you at the supermarket and stalked you back to your house. He gave you the scare of your life when the biggest wolf you’d ever seen appeared on your patio. But you still gave him a chance.

Maybe he was as tall as your ceilings, but he was yours. Just as you were his.

Could you do yandere jock who accidentally got his darling pregnant but she doesn’t know if she will keep it please?

Lucas barely sees this as an issue lmao he's busy thinking of baby names because he wants a little girl that looks just like you. He's a bit disappointed when you decide not to keep it but he would never force you into anything.

Lucas: It's okay, honey bun. We can always have more! :D

Y/N: I really don't want kids right now, Lucas.

Lucas: :(

Lucas: But when we're married, we'll have tons of kids together, right? :D

Y/N: What if I don't want any? Like at all?

Lucas: :(

Lucas: Then it'll just be me and you forever?! :DD

Y/N: *sigh* sure, baby

No matter what you choose, Lucas will be there every step of the way. And I mean, every step.

"DARLING NO ESCAPE♡♡"

"i swear this is the last time I'm leaving them alone with you"

"oh it was just one time! and the chase was pretty fun don't you think?" -S.JW & L.Z

I'm actually insane over these two ahhah........ save me... anway reqs open hah...

Crybaby! Darling: waaaa I'm so tired! there's so much work! So many assignments! *cries*

Yan! Boyfriend: that's what happens when you procrastinate, sweetie

Crybaby! Darling: waaaaa kidnap me someone!

Yan! Boyfriend: *grabs her protectively* I will kill anyone who dares lay their hands upon you.

Crybaby! Darling: .....kidnap me then

Omegaverse test meets horny werewolf bf

Hear me out. Imagine there is an incredibly accurate test to see which role you would have, a test for humans. Just for fun. But it's incredibly accurate, guessing right many werewolves in their position.

So, you get sent the link to that test by your friends, and you take it. It's 223 questions and takes a lot of time. Your werewolf boyfriend gets bored of the game he plays and asks what you're doing. You tell him you're taking a test to find out which werewolf you are. He chuckles until you explain a little about it. But when you curse, "Oh, come on!" he snickers, waiting for you to tell him your result. When you tell him you're supposedly a submissive omega, he gets silent. You look at him and there is something primal in his eyes.

Before you can react he is on you, the mention of your result makes him feral with need. In a matter of mere minutes he has you in a mating press, you moan and tremble under his roughness. You love it, hes never been so rough with you. He fucks you in a punishing pace, rubbing you clit so fast and hard you yelped. Holding onto him for dear life.

"You want to be an omega, hm?" He growls. "Then you gonna my bitch." He groans. He never degrades you during sex, but it made you clench around his dick. You nodded and pleaded to fuck you harder. "You gonna take my knot like a good bitch then." He whispers and you feel something swell against your pussy. He fucks his not into you, you cum from that alone. When his knot is finally inside you, he cums.

Your combined juices drip onto the couch as he places many little kisses on your face. You smile. If you had known he would be so turned on by that you would have done that sooner....