monsterfucking, meet-awkward, animal learns human world, fluff, miscommunication, possessive behavior, major character injury, angst with comfort
There was something familiar about the trees, the way they stood high and sturdy in the soft wind. It held power and dominion over the forest--without them it would simply cease to exist. They were like a wall around reality, allowing you to enter and get lost in a place where time has no meaning; life itself is lived in the moment, and every action is made with instinct. The wind moves smoothly through Casin's dusky coat, the speckles of red ever so slightly catching the glint of the sunlight looking like stars in the night sky.
A hop over a fallen tree, crossing the small river, wet paws and all--despite other wolves’ general preference of staying bone dry. Casin comes to a slow halt, head tilting up, snout sniffing the air and large ears pointed straight up, listening and waiting for prey. He likes to follow the same path every day, since making this place home he's had success nearly every day--and today would be no different-- the small, light unmistakable steps of food, of prey, of something delicious for lunch. He's quick to begin trotting once more, steps just light enough to be unheard yet moving far quicker than any human ever could.
He swiftly gallops beneath the cover of thick bushes, ears still high and alert of every sound within 10 miles of himself. The prey was close--a deer maybe? a very light deer? Or maybe an extremely large rabbit...—Casin doesn't care as long as it's edible. Right on its tail and close to a delicious meal, an unfamiliar noise catches Casin so off guard, his left paw slips on the grass, and he stumbles right into a tree. He hears the prey quickly scurry away at the loud noise followed by a few gasps and curses, and more importantly, what distracted Cole in the first place.
"What the hell was that?" The deep voice calls out, a noise so foreign to Casin he suddenly feels an unfamiliar lump in his body.
With a soft grunt, he gets back up on four paws and quickly shakes off the pieces of twigs caught in dense fur.
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The noise straight to Casin's dick, growling softly against the wet cunt, his tongue sliding up to the small cock now red and puffy. Casin's tongue wraps around its length slowly starting to jerk, in return his lover's hips buck up into his mouth, desperate for the friction.
"Ah.. Casin... Casin, fuck..feeelssoo goood."
Pulling away with a string of saliva keeping the two connected, Casin slides his tongue down to the leaking hole, sliding it all the way--tasting the pure essence of Lucian. Immediately, they chokes on his saliva and throws their head back in pleasure, a loud moan escaping deep from inside. "AHHHhh!! CASIN!! Fffuckk!" they moan mindlessly.
The squeezing around his tongue spurs Casin on further, getting a better grip on his lovers thighs before bobbing his head up and down, fucking his large tongue into the sloppy cunt. As much as the taste and delicious noises made by Lucian fill Casin's chest with pride, all he can think about is getting the warm heat around his knot.
Sex is great and all, but the aftercare? Telling someone how happy you are that you got the opportunity to do something so intimate with them. Thanking them for trusting you with that vulnerability, and giving you the chance to build on that trust. Gently massaging their aches after the whole thing, talking about how their day was, or how much fun you both had. Sharing a bath afterwards, both of you help clean each other up... Yeah, that's the stuff.
MINORS, CHASERS, CISHET MEN DNI !!
