Thinking about Valko and his (non existent) sleeves....
pairing: Valko x gn!reader
Synopsis: Just read the title bro.
Song inspo: pretty little thing - kings
NOT PROOF READ
TW: 16+. Suggestive at the end.
wc: 680 words
Thanks to @pixopix for the divider!
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When you first met Valko you just assumed that he wore that one tank top with no sleeves because he had nothing else. Or he had just finished gym.
And after getting into a relationship you opened his closet to see some formal dress shirts for office but everything else had NO sleeves. Not even half but NO sleeves.
You did what any good gf does and bought him some shirts with half and full sleeves. Because what if he catches a cold? The weather hasn't been great recently.
"I am not wearing that.", his ears stand up wide in alert looking at the long sleeved hoodie in your hand.
"Val, come on don't be like that. It's cold outside."
"I'm a wolf.", he barks, enunciating the word much stronger than necessary. "I don't need anything infact. I run hot."
"I would make you wear a bra too if I could.", you mumble and he raises a brow as his jaw drops.
"Are you insane? Why would I wear something like that?"
"What? You need it more than me, puppy."
Flustered he trips over his words, blushing upto his ears and stomps over to you, swiping the hoodie away from your hands. He puts it on while complaining quietly.
In return, for a job well done you pet him between the ears on his head. He leans into your touch but not without a huff.
"Come on we gotta go before I get too hangry."
You move to put on your jacket too but you notice his stiff movements as he fetches his car keys. You put a hand on his shoulder which makes him jolt in surprise.
"Are you ok?", you asked worriedly while checking his temperature. "You don't seem to be sick."
Swiftly, he takes your hands off of him.
"I'm fine let's go. We are going to be late for the reservation.", he says as he strides towards the door."
"Okay now I'm even more worried. We can stay home if you want, Valko."
He turns to answer you as he twists the doorknob, right then his right bicep bulges for a second.
Your eyes widen as the sleeve of his new hoodie you bought for him begins to rip off its seams.
He stands there with his head down and his ears lay flat on his head. Embarrassed. This grown, 6'2, wolf man was embarrassed because his clothes ripped?
Immediately you go to take the large kitchen scissors and start cutting the rest of the sleeves off to make it more comfortable for him.
"I'm sorry. I messed up your gift.", he slumps with a slight pout on his lips.
"No. No. I'm sorry I must have bought the wrong size, puppy."
"No it's alright. I usually have my clothes tailored because of this...problem.", he looks away from you to hide his flushed face making you smile.
"You can remove the hoodie if you want. I'll fix up the blotchy cuts so that you can have a nice sleeveless hoodie."
He then looks at you, straight in the eye. His gold eyes, always watching you, only ever you. The look of a man that's ready to give up everything for his other half.
As you finish DIY-ing his hoodie, you press a kiss onto his cheek to reward him.
He then hugs you, his huge biceps squeezing you, that just ripped of the sleeves not too long ago. Breathing in, he takes a huge whiff of your scent, much longer than usual.
The air in the room shifts.
"I should return the kindness. What do you think, little lamb?After all that's what a good puppy does for their master.", he whispers into your ear.
You pull back to look at him only to see his stupid, teasing, wolfish grin, canines peeking out. Eyes glinting, like they have already found their prey.
"Val. Val. We were going to go out to eat.", You try to say in between heavy breathes as he continues to ravage you. Marking you with his teeth all over your neck.
You cover his mouth to get him to stop. He grabs your arm and gives it a long lick, his golden gaze pierces through you, making your breathe hitch. You shudder.
"I have my meal right here. Such a pretty little thing. You can enjoy your meal too if you like.", he opens his arms to emphasize his words.
"Has no one ever taught you not play with your food?"
"I told you....I like prey that fights tooth and nail till the end."
DO NOT REPOST OR FEED TO AI
A/N: Yeah you thought I was gonna make it even steamier not a chance. Idk his personality yet no one does but hey i can still write and manifest his standards in 10 pulls lol.
I hope ya'll enjoyed this one. A person on discord in the Valko server gave me the idea with their headcanon of why Valko doesn't wear sleeves.
I enjoyed writing this thoroughly but in my heart he's omega asf still.
Ok I am editing this again after seeing the new PV. HOLY SHIT HE'S HOT I NEED HIM. AND MY GAME CRASHED AND ISNT OPENING. HALPPPP. Let's hope i can open it soon enough. I need to complete the main story.
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