Could I make a request as a sort of continuation of my werewolf ask? Same four but with their s/o resting on top of them as a human, incredibly tired from the day’s events. Then as the full moon rises, they’re then smothered by their now large werewolf s/o’s fur who is getting comfy on top of them and growls when they try to move away and curls around them.
Ofc my dude I'd be happy to! I did it a tad different as it's what I imagined. Hope it's alright? And it took so long because I had a very hard time with Genos. I'm so very sorry!
The bald man lies sprawled, arms and legs spread about while almost half asleep. You on the other hand make yourself look organized against the wild sleeping position: neatly laying atop like a blanket yourself.
Saitama takes a deep breath and huffs it out in a sigh that turns into a yawn halfway. It was nice having moments like this. Quiet. No monsters. No ruckus. And you.
He looks down at your resting face, so nicely illuminated by the peaking moonlight in the sky. Glancing to the window, the clouds that have blocked it have finally begun to move.
Very thankful there wasn't rain forecasted.
Saitama than takes a double-look at the full moon now blinding his eyes. He forgot he had to go to the bathroom!
A sudden furry weight grows rapidly on his chest, half smothering him. A slight worry takes over his once calm emotions as he tries to wiggle his arms free.
"____, I have to pee," he mumbles into your fur.
A growl arises from you as you don't move a muscle. Should have went pee before bed like you said so.
"____!" Saitama whines, "I really got pee!"
You snort in protest. Geez, just need a minute to roll over. You just woke up! Still, Saitama manages to free an arm then start to try and slide you off without hurting you.
A faint clicking sound echos in Genos' chest cavity, so quiet that you could only hear it if you pressed your ear against his chest.
Which is how your are positioned laying on top of him.
Not only is the sound preventing you from falling asleep, it's stirring up some paranoia about Genos' gears working correctly.
"Genos?" You ask, "Are you suppose to be clicking like this?"
"Exactly 27 seconds seconds and counting," he says nonchalantly.
You blink with confusion from his response, "...are you...gonna blow up or...?"
"... I'm getting worried over here."
"Are you expecting a flaw in your transformation?"
You sit up to fully look at him, "You're counting down till my transformation happens?"
"Yes. 18 seconds and counting."
Somehow you're not surprised at this. Slowly your skin begins to prickle at the touch of the moons light, accurate to Genos' countdown time.
"I think you've got it about right, babe."
"Of course I would. I have studied and timed your transformations for a while now."
"Where you at now?" You ask as the sensations in your body begin to rapidly change.
"11 seconds and counting."
He releases his arm from you and scoots away a distance, seemingly just enough for your size change that won't squish him.
"Hey, what gives? Come back!"
"I'm merely trying to give you an adequate amount of space for you to-"
You interupt him by scooting over quickly and flopping over his belly before your transformation completely takes over, burying Genos in a mound of fur and fluff with a new weight onto him.
A metal hand reaches to the back of your neck and starts stroking you gently, with a muffled voice speaking into your fur:
"Transformation complete."
The sound of your tail patting the floor as it wags slowly fades into the night as you both drift back off to sleep.
The day was so exasperating you guys didn't even make it to bed.
You and Sonic ended up crashing on the sofa. He's leaned over the side of the couch while you're draped over his lap, his hand lazily resting on your neck.
Although, he hasn't managed to actually fall asleep. As tired as he is he just isn't tired enough to close his eyes. Or too tired to close his eyes. He's had a mental movie reel playing in his head for a good while now.
What's he working on in training tomorrow?
When is that guy gonna call him back about that contract?
What breakfast is he picking up for you tomorrow?
He brushes his fingers along your cheek and neck as he continues thinking, calming his endless thoughts with the sensation of your soft skin.
He looks down at you only for his face to be stuffed with a mouthful of fur, with his lap complete full of it as well crushing his stick thighs.
The sudden discomfort fills him with some irritation. How the hell you could just sleep through a dramatic change beats him completely. He should have made you both drag yourselves to the bed instead.
He attempts to get your attention and wake you up by worming his body further away.
"____, you're gonna break the couch if you don't move!" He grumbles.
You manage to give a half snort in response. Not true, actually. You've slept on the couch plenty of times in full form.
He huffs as his worming ceases. He knows there's no point trying to wriggle free from your sleeping weight. Instead he flops his head over onto yours and attempts to be as comfortable as possible.
"At least", he thinks to himself,"breakfast will be easy."
You end up being awaked by the feeling of Garou's fingers tapping on your back. An impatient tapping of a familiar rhythm you can't find the name for.
"What's wrong, Garou?" you mumble.
He says nothing, just quickly glancing at you before glancing back to where he was looking before.
Rolling over under his arm, you face the same direction. Seems to be he's looking out the window. Your window. He insisted on chilling with you at your place tonight. Of course you say yes but rarely does he actually ask YOU.
"....Yeah, actually," he says. His voice hardly has sleepiness to it at all.
"See any constellations?"
He hums before lifting his hand to point, "I see the dumb ass spoon."
"The...ladle? Little Dipper?" You ask.
"Is that what they call it?"
You feel a tingling sensation slowly grow on your body. Your sleep deprivation almost omitted the full moon you had stuck in your brain all day.
Upon your transformation being completed you feel strong arms wrap around your neck and roll you over off of your boyfriend.
"Finally! Jesus Christ I was getting bored!" He exclaims into your fur.
Of course he didn't forget. Maybe that's why he asked to stay over tonight! He was waiting!
You're wormed around a bit in an embrace before Garou releases you and flattens on his back, huffing a breath of exasperation from his little wrestle of affection. You let out your own sigh before you curl into him as close as you could and shut your eyes once more, trying to go back to sleep. One of Garou's arms slink over you as his face presses against the top of your head.