ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟꜰ!ᴄʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴇʙɪ x ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ!ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴊᴀᴍᴇꜱ ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ
🌹 ᴛᴡ: ʙɪᴛɪɴɢ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ. ɴᴏ ɢɪꜰꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ. ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ. 🌹
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Clover's wolf form being huge, much bigger than the usual werewolf.
His werewolf side coming out when he's protective of you, but in a quiet way. He doesn't take long to share with you that he's a werewolf with you after realizing you were no real threat to James, thrilled to have the weight off his chest and eager to show you his wolf form.
He totally let's you ride on his back through the forest underneath Atlas.
You recognize his eyes when he's transformed.
He can read your thoughts and speak in your mind, if you're receptive enough.
He smells vampires.
They smell like roses and vanilla.
That is all, except...
James Ironwood is unnaturally cold, not just the metal parts of him, and his skin is unblemished, untouched by anything but the pretty curves of wrinkles and sharp cut of his cheekbones. He never seemed to age past forty-five, journalists and colleagues often said. Maybe it was the skin care routine.
He has super strength and constantly uses it to pick you up, carry you around, and carry you in his arms when running with you.
James loves to spook you with his super speed and will appear all around you when you're together. It's also useful for when you're alone together.
He says Clover smells like rain and moss after he's been running outside. If not, he smells like rain mixed with rosemary and berries. Like some kind of cocktail.
James' eyes flash a glowing red when he smells Clover all over you after a night out with him. He washes you in the shower himself. Your reward is getting down on your knees after.
James smells like cedar, the fierce bite of frost in midwinter air, sometimes a little like whiskey after hours at work, and hints of his sweet aftershave.
He's so clean, in every area of his life, that when it comes to you, he allows himself to be unrefined. Messy. Dirty. Really, you should've thought about it when you told him you'd give him your blood.
James loves leaving bite marks all over you, even more so when you have to cover them up from prying eyes. He buys you a special cover for your neck, be it your choice of necklace, scarf, or otherwise. He just requests you let him put it on you.
He showers you in his attention, your spot often being on his lap as he completes whatever paperwork is required or in need of review.
The energy is always tense when Clover enters, but not you, nor General Ironwood, nor Clover could deny his loyalty.
But it was always electric. You could sense the air around Clover crackling, like a buzz of electricity, as it always did before he transformed. You could always see a flash of James' sharp set of bottom and top fangs, retractable enough to just leave his canines looking a little too sharp if you lingered.
They both showered you in devotion, whether it was a lavish dinner and romantic, fireside night with James, or a gorgeous view deep in the forest and dinner at a local tavern where everyone seemed to know who Clover was not by military Specialist rank, but more as a friend.
Clover was much more down-to-Earth than the General, but you could see where a lot of their world views aligned.
James often felt awkward despite being a gorgeous supernatural being, but honestly it made you feel more at ease and like he was human.
You having to invite James inside your home because it turns out, he operates by a few set of rules.
As does Clover, since the two of them couldn't touch pure silver. Any mix was alright, especially with Dust, but pure silver was off-limits.
He also feels more compelled by the full moon. Not to say he has to shift every moonrise, but his inner wolf is always itching a little more to be let out.
James, alternatively, has intense thirst for your blood. He once tells you that you're his mate, in that way, every vampire has a human counterpart whose blood tastes best.
He says he can't get enough of yours.
Clover will growl at you in his wolf form whenever he smells James' scent on you. When James bites you, the scent is strongest and that mixed with bandages clue him in to such activities.
His growl quickly becomes a whine and he'll spend the rest of the day pouting until you give him so much physical affection and letting him know that James has to drink human blood. Otherwise maybe he would drink Clover's.
On that note, both men are very touchy. Ironwood will have his arm around your waist half the time, especially with the little super speed trick, or will be touching the back of your neck, your hands (he loves restraining them), and especially touching your face. He loves how his gloves look against your skin.
Clover is sweet in the way he touches you. He's a big cuddler and a surprising fan of hugs. He'll find any excuse to cuddle you, never minding which spoon he is. Just as long as you're tangled together, he's happy.
He's also very warm. He maintains a high body temperature and once, when you saw James and Clover training, you could've sworn you spotted steam when their hands brushed.
They both physically looked strong, too. Between Clover's toned biceps and James' carved out abdomen, both metal and human, and the two men's height, it wasn't hard to feel swallowed up.
They both want you as a mate, badly.
Both men constantly ask for more time from you. Clover with promises of even more beautiful views. James a free hour in his office, door locked.
Sometimes it made your head swim with how much they insisted on having you.
But there was something about you that just drew them in. Whether it was your blood, your seemingly normal existence in Remnant, your unusual ability to sense supernatural beings, or more likely just a draw to you as a person, you'd never know.
Even if either man could watch you from afar, you could always sense them when they got close. James, and by extension, vampires, could get the upperhand with superspeed, but you at least had this sense-based gift.
James can go out in the sun, but any direct sunlight makes him have a wicked sunburn after like thirty minutes.
Garlic won't kill him, but he will break out in hives that only blood can treat. No medicine.
Everyone thinks James is bulletproof in combat situations because the bullets bounce off his metal half, but no one pays enough attention to realize it's bouncing off his whole body.
If you're drunk or otherwise intoxicated, and James drinks from you, he'll get as inebriated as you. Similarly for the times in which you feel calm, he can taste the emotion and it passes along to him, even just for a second.
Clover is sensitive to your emotions and rather emotional and weepy when it comes to the moon cycle. When it's just you in the forest, and he howls, your heart breaks. It's one of the most beautiful noises you've ever heard.
You ask both of them, separately, if they've ever met another werewolf or vampire.
Clover says he has his suspicions, even mentioning seeing some white fur on his usual trail, but face-to-face, the answer is no, he's never met one.
James, on the other hand, has met plenty of vampires, including the one that changed him. You never get a name, nor any for that matter, but he does tell you one day that it's a man. Later on, when you get closer, he tells you he trusted this man.
You ask Clover if it's possible to become a werewolf like it is to be a vampire. He's not entirely sure, but he's heard rumors about it, in people that believe or know about supernatural beings.
James knows and he's aware of exactly how to do it, but he refuses to listen to your questions about it. "You don't want to be like me," he tells you. "You don't want to be frozen for eternity."
But you know the alternative is aging and death. And no one could escape death.
Not even vampires or werewolves, as both men divulge in how you kill their species.
Clover explains it takes a lot of strength, but if you can break a werewolf's neck, you have to finish the job via stake to the heart. Ironically, humans got the legend backward.
James is a little more anxious to tell you, but he reasons it could protect you against other vampires, not that you should run into any under his supervision. But the answer is silver in the form of a dagger, bullet, or really anything you could stab a vampire with. Direct sunlight was a myth outside of heightened sensitivity. And the worst part was that after you stab the vampire, you had to remove their heart to kill them completely.
Apparently, vampires attempted to hide that information for a very long time, but human curiosity persisted above all else.
Clover and James both make you swear that should anything happen, they'll both protect you, and you have full permission to protect yourself against them or others.
What shocks you the most is both men's agreement to do the same to each other. Clover looked incredibly reluctant to be saying such things.
Of course, he adored James. For that reason, he was the first to know James was a vampire, unable to hide his werewolf transformations when the first, complete shifting he had was with Ironwood in his office.
They had to get the desk replaced the day after, Clover crushed it in a panic.
Clover's jealousy over you often confuses him when it's directed at the General, of all people. He would never want James to be unhappy or dissatisfied.
It results in a lot more tension between the three of you when you're caught alone.
All you can think of is both their hands on you at the same time.
Both men blush because they definitely read that in your mind.
You want to do research into a human bitten by both a werewolf and vampire, but unfortunately don't know the first place to look.
You do know the first person to ask and that's Clover. James probably wouldn't be so forthcoming on any intel.
Like he said for werewolves turning humans, Clover didn't know much about it, but he'd heard from a "trusted source" that there was one, once. He had red eyes, dark hair. No one knew his name and there was very little past word of mouth.
Still, it left you to wonder about the possibility. To exist in both their world's... what a dream. Even if neither James nor Clover would exactly think it so.
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