Mind if I request “my home is your body” for Wenseul? 🥺🙏🏼
warning: hybrid au, blood mention
some nights, seungwan's tremors are strong enough to shake them both. seulgi wakes in less than a second, concern flooding her veins as her puppy continues to whine. she's always hesitant to touch her, worrying that the abrupt awakening will cause the hybrid to panic and get worse.
"seungwan, shhh, it's okay." seulgi hopes her voice can seep into the blonde's dreams instead, pull her away from cramped cells, matted fur, the scent of blood. "you're here, come back to me."
the hybrid startles awake from her own whimpers, eyes glazed and haunted. then she looks at seulgi, and suddenly they're washed with clarity and gratitude. "seulgi..."
on nights like this, seulgi does her best to cater to seungwans more feral instincts. to mate. to mark. the act grounds her more than words could.
seulgi accommodates her demands, tugging the hybrid's boxers down until she can stroke and lick her until she's red and swollen. when seungwan turns her around and makes her present herself, bites at her neck, growls into her skin– seulgi takes the hybrid's cock without protest. she fucks back and meets her pet's desperate thrusts, just how she likes it, lets her cum inside and fill her with her seed. seulgi reminds seungwan she's here, she's hers.
amandla
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