hide & seek. ۪✿ | ˖◛⁺⑅♡ b.ej. |. 𝓟airing: wolf!ej x fem!reader
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Ever since you moved to this murky little town, where most of the houses are owned by the ‘wolves’ (what ever the fuck that means), you’ve found yourself checking over your shoulder every few minutes, even inside your own home. Especially there, the tacky place that you managed to rent for far too cheap. Supposedly, someone died there…
…or was mauled, by an unknown creature.
You told yourself the landlord was bullshitting yet, the gnawing sense of dread never seems to leave you.
After a long shift at the dingy library, you rush home, the sun went down hours ago. The wind bites at your skin. Your teeth chatter uncontrollably. Your feet pick up the pace as you enter the alleyway, the one that you have to take, to walk through, to get home…the one that leads to the forest. Wrapping your arms around yourself, hugging, grounding. Heels clicking against the concrete. The trees loom closer.
Then…
a low vicious growl.
You freeze.
Chest now heaving, you swallow the lump in your throat, looking into the dark forest, something stares back at you that you can’t quite make out. Two bright glowing orbs, lights? No?
…eyes.
You scuffle back
thwack
Your back hits something solid, your shaky eyes look up, a meek squeal leaves you.
“Y/n?”
The figure tilts his head at you, “what are you doing out so late?”
The familiarity of your neighbour’s rich, velvet voice soothes you.
“E-euijoo?”
His tall slender build moves to look at you, a cigarette balanced lazily between his fingers. You step back cautiously, his ravenous eyes taking in your doe ones. A smirk etches on his face, canines barring.
“You know…”
He steps closer. Lowering himself to meet your gaze. His voice drops down an octave.
“I’d hate for my pretty little neighbour to get hurt because she can’t follow curfew.”
His long fingers tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. “n-no! i-was at work…i just…”
“You just what?!…”
He tilts his head.
“Hmm?”
The silence stretches.
“You know what happens to girls who don’t listen. Naughty girls?”
He pauses.
“They get punished”
Tears well at your eyes, hand coming up to clutch his shirt feebly “E-euijoo, i swear, i’m just trying to get home.” His eyes darken at the formation of gloss at your beautiful huge eyes, his thumb roughly drags against your cheek, his brow raises mockingly. “Then let’s get you home.” His hand wraps around your arm, gripping but not entirely enough to hurt just yet.
Your feet drag against the forest floor, branches snapping at every step. “Eh…euijoo, this isn’t the way home…”
His grip on you tightens, his nails digging into your arm now.
“Ow! That hurts…let go!”
He stops.
Slowly.
He turns, closing in on you.
Your spine hits the rough bark of a tree. Caging you in, his large veiny hand braces beside your head.
“Y/n…”
His voice rough, sounding more like a growl.
His thumb drags against your bottom lip, nowhere near gentle, just enough pressure to make you flinch.
“I’m trying to be patient with you.”
His grip tightens, his strength inhumane. Your chest heaves, his hazy eyes staring down at you, pinning you against the tree.
“Don’t make me forget that.”
“What if i want you to forget?”
The words leave your mouth before you can stop them. His thumb presses harder onto your lip, dragging it down slightly before letting go. He shifts closer, his entire front against yours.
His smirk so wide, his sharp teeth glint in the moonlight. “Oh yeah?”
“You wouldn’t last a second, sweetheart”
Your fingers tremble against his shirt, the feeling of his entire front making you squirm, he can practically taste your arousal. “I-i’m not afraid of you.” He laughs, amused, his broad shoulders shake. Immediately, his eyes narrow as he tilts his head at you again; a habit that he’s made up when he studies his prey. “You’re so adorable…but so very wrong.”
Suddenly he pushes your wrists above your head, pinning you to the tree. “You think because you’re so wet you can take me?”
His voice drops. Lips pressed against your tear, “oh sweet girl, you’re dumber than i thought you were.”
His lips move down to your face, pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek, then your neck.
Then…
His teeth bare, sinking down without warning, a shrill escapes your throat, blood cascading down your body. You can feel him smirk against your neck, as he rips himself away from you. Writhing in his hold, his hands still holding you down.
“Still think you can handle it now?”
“You stupid little deer”
He pulls back momentarily to look at your face, brows furrowed, cheeks stained with tears. He licks a long stripe against your neck, gathering the blood on his tongue.
“Tell you what…let’s play a little game.”
“A-a game?”
“Yes! A game!”
His voice booms through the forest, your shoulders flinch, as he moves closer, if that was even possible. His face so close to your own.
“O-okay…”
He yanks you forward by your long locks, gripping your head into his chest. “Good girl.” He growls.
“Hmm…how about hide and seek? Except if i find you…you’re dead.”
Your head snaps up to look at him, that bastard smirk still adjourned onto his face. “W-what?”
He lets out a loud laugh, booming “god, you’re so thick, i’m not going to kill you princess.”
He pauses.
“I’ll just…
…take what’s mine”
He shoves you back against the tree,
“Hide”
Fear twists in your stomach, your legs tremble but, you force them to move, darting behind a cluster of trees. Brambles graze your arms and legs, your heart hammering as if it might pop out. Adrenaline courses through you. You hear his footsteps. He’s not running, not chasing. Just moving. Slow, calculated.
“This is too easy, y/n!” He calls out, voice echoing softly.
You squeeze your eyes shut, clasping your palm over your mouth, muzzling your sounds. A soft growl reaches your ears. The tears fall faster and harder, still keeping your eyes closed. His voice cuts through.
“Y/n~”
An electric shiver runs down your spine. He’s much closer than before but, you still can’t see him. Your foot moves slowly, careful not to make a sound but, your hair gets caught on a branch, ripping a yelp from your throat.
“Gotcha.”
His claws pull you back, gripping into your waist.
“My, my, what a treat i’ve found.” His voice rough, low, coursing through your veins. “What ever shall i do with you now?”
His grip like iron, shoving you against the forest floor, your palms digging into nature’s flesh, “mm-e-euijoo, p-please.”
Staring down, his eyes boring into your soul, “please what huh?” “Stop?”
He crouches in front of you, his hands caressing your bare thighs, inching closer and closer to your clothed cunt under your dress.
“You want me to stop?”
His words don’t mirror his actions, his fingers prancing around the waistband of your panties. He takes in a deep breath.
“Fuckkk, i can smell you from here,” one finger dips into the band, prodding at your clit. “So, so sweet”
You squirm in his grasp, attempting to shut your legs, whimpering at the sensation of his finger. He digs his claws into your thighs, anger spreading across his soft features.
“Don’t you dare”
“I found you, now it’s time for my reward.”
You let out a prey-like whimper, blood pooling down your legs as he releases his nails, and his other hand from your pants.
“You’ve upset me now…so no prep for you”
His large paw grips your head flipping you onto your stomach, ripping his pants off, your panties next to go. He slaps his hand against your ass cheek, leaving a deep, red mark.
“Fuck!” you squeal.
He lands another harsh blow, “watch your mouth pretty girl.”
His fingers snake into your hair, pushing you further into the dirt. His mouth salivates at the sight of you, lining up his cock he throttles straight into you. Grunting ferociously at the way you take him. “God, you’re so fucking tight.” He growls, rutting his hips at an inhuman pace. Your nails dig into the dirt, the feeling of him hitting your cervix drives you mad. His grip on your waist bruising, you’re covered in blood and dirt but, it turns on him on even more.
Pounding relentlessly, he howls, the moon glinting in his eyes. “so tight- good f’me, you’re going to take my knot like the good girl you are.” The growing bulge in your stomach swells, his release threatening. His fingers moves with precision, shoving them into your mouth, gathering your spit, he swivels them around before retreating with a loud ‘pop’. Diving them against your clit, forcing your release. Your legs thrash violently, the pain stings, from his bite mark, his scratches, from his large cock pumping in and out of you.
And then,
He releases his entire knot into you, your eyes roll into the back of your head and you swear you can see the stars, your skin on fire. He moans out as he keeps rutting against you.
His movements are slower now but, he doesn’t pull out. Instead, he moves you back onto him, cradling your body into his large arms, pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head.
“You’re so perfect. All mine.” He coos.
His sudden softness gives you whiplash yet, you’re too fucked out to care, nuzzling your face into his chest.
You knew this town was cursed from the start. Perhaps you should have left when you had the chance.
wenoswhore . ꨄ︎₊⊹ . 2026