If you're doing requests for fates, can you maybe do a f!corrin and keaton post? maybe something about him finding her in a compromising position or something?
[F!Corrin and Keaton - Hope you enjoyed it! :D ]
“Corrin, can I borrow you for a moment?”
“Big sister! Big sister! Come and play with me!”
“We need to address battle plans, Corrin.”
“Sister, a word?”
The amount of frustration building up in your wolfskinhusband as he sat under the shade of a tree in the camp was unbearable. Histail swishing angrily from side to side at a near killer pace was a deadgiveaway to that very fact. You, his adorable, friendly, hardworking, kind, andover accommodating wife, his treasure, were being whisked away by everyone andanyone under the sun. It was no different from any other day this past week, henoted, but today he desperately wanted to be with you. Today, for whateverreason, he felt the loneliness stronger than he had previously. These feelings hadreached an all-time high.
A big battle was fast approaching and he hardly had any timeto spend with you before it save for some hours at night. Even then, however,you only allowed a few hours of rest before you left him in favor of cateringto everyone else and their needs. It was frustrating and somewhere mixed in allthat annoyance was a deep-rooted fear. A fear that you two were drifting apart.A fear that you were becoming bored with him and his antics. A fear that hewould look over one day and you truly wouldn’t be there, not because you werebusy, but because you had slipped away.
It was ridiculous, he knew that somewhere deep down inside,but he could not calm these worries. You were his whole world and if you everleft him, he would be lost.
With a heavy sigh, the male’s tail flicked back and fortheven faster, his eyes trying to find where you had been dragged off now. Muchto his surprise, and relief, your figure was approaching him.
“What are you doing sitting out here? You normally are outlooking for treasure.” You said softly, your feet carrying you to his side.
Gently, you sat down beside him, your head immediatelycoming to rest on his shoulder. Though what should have been a peaceful andhappy moment was not. The moment you touched him, he stiffened and somethingakin to a growl left his lips.
Brows furrowed, you glanced up at him with a confused expressionlaced onto your features. “Keaton? What’s wrong?”
Instead of getting an answer from your husband, you weregreeted with nearly toppling over face first into the ground. His back was thelast thing you saw, save for his tail stillswishing around like a mad man.
You let out a tuff of air and ran a hand through your hairto try and fix the stray strands that fell out of place. What was his problem?
Now far away from you, the wolfskin felt a little bad havingleft you all alone. After all, he had just been sulking about not spending timewith you. He couldn’t help it though. The moment you were close to him all hecould smell on you was the scent of other men. It lingered all over you and ifhe didn’t leave he surely would have done something vulgar just to make sure itwas his scent that was laced throughout your skin.
That’s why he had to leave. He couldn’t handle being besideyou in this state. He’d have embarrassed you through and through and he knewhow much you hated that.
After your husband stormed away, you decided to pay a visitto the kitsune that was his friend after their little hunt in the forest awhile back. Perhaps you could gather information from him about why yourhusband was acting cold. Had you offended him? Had you somehow managed todestroy one of his treasures? You didn’t know, but maybe the other male did.
Though, hours into the conversation, you had found outnothing. In fact, you were so far off topic you had almost forgotten about yourstubborn wolf. It still lingering in the back of your mind, and the further thesun set, the more anxious you were becoming. You knew sooner or later you wouldhave to face him, and without adequate knowledge as to what you did wrong, youwondered if he would even show face tonight in the shared quarters.
This anxiety had not gone unnoticed by the kistune.
“Corrin! Why don’t you help me brush my fur? You’ll get achance to feel what the most desirable fur in the world feels like!” Kaden saidhas he plopped down on his bed beside you, a fancy but worn brush in his hand. “Comeon, it’ll be great.”
“I suppose I can do that.” You hummed, trying to play offthe excitement you were feeling. After all, Kaden did have amazingly soft fur(you just would never admit it verbally for fear that your husband might killhim). “I would be honored, in fact.”
And with a shared burst of laughter, the grooming festbegan.
It was going swimmingly until an unexpected visitor burstinto the room hollering your name.
You, who had been balancing on your knees atop the bed toget a better angle at brushing some of Kaden’s fur, had been startled by thesuddenly noise and tumbled forward with a shriek. Instinctively, the fox hadturned to catch you before you hit the ground. This left the two of you in arather seductive position. You weresituated above Kaden, palms pressed flat against his chest and knees on eitherside of the male. Your lower half was literally seated directly on his. To makematters worse, his hands were on your waist and part of his clothing was comingundone from the sudden and awkward movements.
With wide red eyes you looked up at the intruder, too shellshocked to move. It is in that moment that you had realized it was Keaton whomyou stumbled across and, with yet another shriek, you scurried off of Kaden. “K-Keaton!Gods, you scared me.”
Your words, however, were unheard as the male scooped youup. Swiftly you were thrown over his shoulder, his hands possessively holdingyour body as his eyes shot daggers at the other male. The animalistic growlthat tore from his throat startled you and made the fox immediately try anddefend himself.
With the other left blubbering like an idiot, you wereescorted back towards your room with. The silence that settled over you bothslowly eating away at you.
If you thought him mad before, you feared what this was.
When you both were in your room, you having been depositedon your bed in an unceremonious fashion, he wasted no time in crawling on topof your figure. His now dagger like gaze was directed at you and any words youhad previously thought of speaking were lodged in your throat. There was no wayyou were going to get through to him, and even if you could, you were toonervous to try.
“Corrin.” He stated, his arms caging you in and forcing yourgaze to meet his.
“I swear to you, Keaton, it wasn’t what it looked like! Y-Youjust have the worst timing ever…” You muttered after moments under his harshgaze.
He didn’t care much for what you had to say and started totug away at your armor, tossing it all aside in a heap on the floor. “We’ve gotto get his scent of you, nonetheless. I could deal with everyone else’s, buthis? I’d rather die than be reminded he touched you.”
A deep blush fell over your features when his hands now startedto feverously work at discarding the remaining material while his head dippedtowards your ear. Words of exactly howhe’d make sure his scent would be the only one remaining on you after tonightspilled from his lips and with each one the darker you blushed.
You were in for a real punishment (or treat, truthfully)tonight.
