Chew Toy (COD MONSTER AU)
When you have a mouthy werewolf on the team it pays to have thick skin (or scales).
COD!Monster!AU x Male!Kaiju!Reader
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Y/n let his eyes follow Soap’s pacing figure as he practically stalked around the common room, obviously restless.
His clawed hand came up, scratching at the skin around his collar.
Price had argued against it, but the higher ups had insisted on the kaiju wearing some kind of “fail safe” of sorts, should he go rouge.
So they settled on a shock collar, much to the displeasure of the task force.
Price had been badgering Laswell to get the order revoked, and the human female was doing her best, but Y/n wasn’t going to complain.
This was a massive upgrade to what he was used to.
“Is it like this for every werewolf?”
Soap’s eyes honed in on the Kaiju, zoning back in to process his question.
His eyes were a much more vibrant shade of blue, atleast they seemed to Y/n.
The werewolf flopped onto the couch with a huff, the cushion dipping and making him accidentally lean closer to the warm body beside him.
Allegedly.
“It’s different for every wolf, but they all experience atleast something similar on full moons.” Soap shrugged, tail flicking back and forth.
Seemed like at least one part of his body insisted on being active.
“Do kaiju’s get anything like that?”
Y/n clicked his tongue, leaning his head back in thought.
He’d only ever met one other Kaiju in his life cycle, and she’d seemed nothing but perfectly calm and capable at any given moment.
“Not that I know of, nothing like this though.” He mused, nodding to Soap’s twitching. “There’s no set time for it, at the very least.”
Soap mulled over his words before his thoughts were cut off.
“How do you cope?”
His eyes flickered back to the kaiju, eyes locking on to the intense e/c hues.
He was honestly shocked, and quite pleased, at how much he was putting into the conversation.
“Depends, sometimes I’m just put in quarantine, most of the time guys come in and help me blow off some steam.”
He caught the way Y/n stopped, giving him a look out of the corner of his eye.
In his defense, coming out of Soap, you just never knew.
“Not like that.” The werewolf huffed, swatting at the larger hybrids arm, before giving him a grin. “But if you wanna…~”
“Down boy.” Y/n snorted, shrugging the wolf off him.
Soap barked out a laugh, tossing his head back, tail speeding up.
“We’ll see~”
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Y/n stood behind Ghost, watch over the wraiths shoulder through the one way glass into the padded training room.
Soap’s wolf prowled around, occasionally lunging at the few training dummies that had been left inside.
“Shouldn’t he have calmed down by now?” Gaz mused, leaning against one of the walls of the viewing room with his arms folded over his chest.
Price sighed, scratching his beard with a nod.
“Doesn’t normally take him this long. I’d say we go down, but he’s more mouthy than usual.”
“I can do it.”
All eyes turned onto the Kaiju, mostly out of surprise that he’d even spoken up at all.
“You sure? You’ve not gone through…” There was a loud rip as Soap tore the head off a dummy. “…this.”
Y/n shrugged, his heavy tail scraping the concrete floor behind him.
“My skins impenetrable, atleast to anything he can do, even like this.” He motioned to the wolf still throwing a fit below them.
Price mulled over it for a moment before reluctantly giving in.
“Fine, but if he gets to wild I’m pulling you out.”
Y/n made his way out of the viewing room and down towards the training room door.
Soap had honed in on him the second he’d heard the door click, posture ridged and ears forward.
His tail was wagging, and Y/n would have taken that as good sign, had he not immediately come barreling towards him.
Y/n braced, catching the wolf on his shoulder and stopping him in his tracks.
He heard the snapping of jaws, but even in the places they were able to connect, they couldn’t break the Kaiju’s skin.
Y/n managed to get his arms around the werewolf’s neck, trapping him in a headlock and dragging them both to the floor.
Soap’s tongue lolled out as they wrestled, blue eyes widening as Y/n’s arm came within reach, lunging for the exposed limb.
The s/c skin immediately changed black as it hardened protectively, the werewolves ivory teeth bouncing off uselessly.
Soap broke away, eyes wide as he stared, as if offended, at the slowly fading color of Y/n’s arm.
He huffed, curiosity seemingly taking over whatever fight he had left as he padded closer, sniffing at the skin of the arm.
The kaiju offered the arm to him for a closer look, happy to do this instead of wrestle.
Soap gave the skin a tentative lick, eyeing Y/n’s face before taking the arm back into his mouth and biting down again, softer this time.
Once again, the skin changed color, hardening where the teeth pressed.
He let out a rumble, the brown canine clearly unsure what to make of his new discovery.
The door to the room opened again, the rest of the force making their way in, but Soap hardly looked up from Y/n’s arm.
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“Got any threes?”
“Go fish.”
Gaz groaned, drawing a card from the pile, giving Y/n a skeptical look.
“You’re cheating.”
“Who cheats at ‘Go Fish’?”
His wings fluffed, almost hitting Price who was sitting behind him, watching over his shoulder.
Ghost was doing to the same to Y/n, leaning closer to peer over his cards.
“Nope, he’s got a clear conscience.”
Y/n gave a pleased hum, shifting a bit as Soap moved his tail once more.
The wolf was splayed out behind the group, the Kaiju’s black, scaled tail held between his two front paws as he gnawed on the end.
Y/n could hardly feel the pressure, and besides the wolf drool, there was no evidence of anything out of the ordinary when the wolf would pull back to look at his work.
“Got any fours?”
Gaz grumbled, but passed the card to Y/n who added the pair to his ever growing collection.
“Yer getting obliterated.” Price chuckled, dodging a wing slap from Gaz.
“I know that!”
The outburst drew Soap’s attention, the werewolf now keen on being apart of the circle.
Y/n felt his tail drop, looking back only to see the quickly approaching wall of fur and muscle.
Neither Y/n nor Ghost stood a chance as the werewolf came crashing down onto the them, pinning the two under his massive weight.
“Get off, ya mutt.” The wraith hissed, fighting to free atleast one of his limbs, shadows pulling and pushing on the canine to try and will him to move with no such luck.
Y/n groan as the air was forced out of his lungs, dodging playful licks to the face as best as he could.
The cards were scattered everywhere, Price and Gaz blinking in surprise at the turn.
“Does this mean I win?”
Soap whipped his head around, tongue lolling, giving Y/n a chance to catch his breath.
Soap reached out with a massive paw, hooking it around Gaz. Price, who’d been sitting to close, getting dragged in along with him in a mass of tangled wings and thrashing tails.
Price grunted, getting tucked right next to Y/n beneath the mass of fur.
“Come here often?”
Price rolled his eyes playfully at that, swatting the e/c eyed male with his tail.
“More often than not.”
“So this is normal?” Y/n nodded up at Soap, who was now giving Gaz the same treatment he’d give Y/n moments before.
“Eh, something along the lines of it. Never seen this before.” He mused, using his one free arm to gesture to the dog pile they were trapped in.
Y/n puffed before settling back, as if accepting his fate, and Price followed suite, head flopping back against the padded floor.
The dragon felt the scraping of other scales against his tail, finding that his tail had instinctively wrapped itself with the thicker tail of the Kaiju beside him.
He was about to apologize, to move his rouge appendage, when he felt the other’s tail tighten around his in return.
No words were said, they didn’t need to be, Price was already turning a pretty shade of pink.
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Boom, only took me way to long to get this done haha
Sorry if the ending felt a bit abrupt, I wanted to end on something fluffy but obviously nothing romantic has been established in this story line and I didn’t want to have them acting to out of character.
So I still haven’t decided on a call sign yet, but I have narrowed it down to two choices for you guys to pick from below, so please let me know!
Call Sign?
Monarch
Apex