Your breathing is soft, exhilarated, creating little puffs of steam in the cold night air. A shiver runs down your spine, out of excitement or nerves, you’re not really sure.
You two have an agreement that on rut nights, he has full consent to use you however he wants or needs to. He tells you what he needs from you on a particular night and you give it to him willingly, whether it's being tied up on the bed down in the basement or up at his remote mountain cabin.
His absolute favorite thing, however, is when he gets to hunt you. Which is why you’re currently standing behind a big pine tree, trying to steady your breathing.
By now you’ve nearly perfected the art of giving Flip a good chase, having been with him for almost six years. And tonight is an extra special full moon because you’re ovulating, which gives Flip the ultimate prize in his werewolf brain: the chance to breed you.
He looks up at the full moon with his golden eyes, knowing it’s time to hunt, he lifts his snout eagerly.
Almost instantly, he picks up traces of your scent and his paws thud against the earth as he runs into the thick Colorado wilderness. He can already feel that this is one of his more mild ruts, but he's still just as desperate and tuned-in regardless.
Flip slows down and sniffs the air again, knowing that he's close. You can feel him nearby, sticks snapping and leaves crunching under his large paws.
You sneak a look around the tree and he doesn't seem to notice, so you quickly attempt to sneak to another tree. But of course, his head whips over and you freeze, then take off running.
He feels the familiar tingle of his primal hunting instinct creeping up through his body, but he still gives you a head start before taking off in your direction, eyes beginning to turn black with desire.
Your breathing is heavy as you sprint away from Flip, trying to give him a good chase. He growls softly out of sheer thrill and quickly dips to the side to run around you, then stands proudly. You come to a screeching halt.
Strands of drool hang from his jowls as he takes a step forward, then another, piercing you with his lustful stare. You let out a shaky breath and step back, not actually afraid but acting so anyway.
"Please don't hurt me," you say softly, eyes flickering down to his hard member for just a moment.
He grunts when he notices your quick downward look and stands a bit taller, eager to present himself to you.
"I have something else in mind," he says in his deep, gruff voice. "If you do your job correctly, then it should be pleasurable for both of us."
You bite your lip as he steps forward again, sniffing the air.
"You smell especially good tonight, little girl. I could smell your ripe, fertile pussy from back at the house. You're so ready to be bred."
"I don't--"
"Run," he says, interrupting you. "If I catch you, you're mine."
Immediately, you take off again and he gives you a moment before taking three long strides, catching you and causing you to fall over. He quickly catches you with a clawed paw, though.
He brings his mouth down to your ear as he lowers you to the ground.
"I got you," he says. "And now, I get to pound you until you're swollen with my seed."
You whimper softly as he holds your wrists down and takes a sharpened claw to your pants, tearing the crotch open to make room for his thick, pulsing cock. He lets out a shaky breath as he pushes your legs apart and lines himself up with your wet entrance.
Flip groans when he finally gets the wet, hot relief he's been desiring all night within your walls. He gives you a moment to adjust before beginning to move, his hips delivering sharp thrusts.
You moan unashamedly as Flip growls and fucks you from behind. Hearing his noises of pleasure only arouses you more and you clench, earning a surprised, breathy grunt from your husband.
“F-Flip…”
His noises get louder and he leans down again, beginning to lick at your neck and jaw, occasionally scraping his teeth lightly against your skin as an alternative.
“I need you,” he grunts, hips speeding up slightly. “I need you to h-hold all my cum inside, keep it a-all…give me pups…”
You gasp softly, eyebrows knitting in pleasure.
“I will,” you breathe. “I-I’ll keep it all f-for you, my love.”
His cock throbs and he knows he can't hold on much longer. He always feels guilty that more often than not, you don't get to cum like this. But he definitely makes sure to return the favor the first opportunity he gets.
"Sweetheart, I'm gonna--"
He cuts off as the intense orgasmic sensations suddenly rush through him. His eyes flutter shut and he rocks his hips desperately, spilling every drop he has deep inside of you.
"O-Ohhhh god..."
You sigh softly as he lets go of your wrists and sits up a bit, still staying buried deep in your pussy. He helps you get up on your hands and knees, then licks your neck again.
"Are you alright? I wasn't too harsh?"
"I'm fine, honey," you reassure, looking back at him with a small smile. "I promise I'm okay. I would've used the safe word if I wasn't."
Flip nods and pulls out slowly, letting out a shaky huff as he does so. When you stand up, he gently picks you up and you rest in his large arms. You smile up at him.
"I love you, Flip."
His eyes soften and wishes he could return your smile.
"I love you too."
You sigh softly and look up at the night sky as Flip carries you back to the house.
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Choose your Best friend, Boyfriend, Baby Daddy: Werewolf Clyde, Vampire Kylo, and Werewolf Flip??? <333
@ohdamnadamm YOU NEVER FAIL TO DO THIS SHIT TO ME LIKE UGH I LOVE IT SO MUCH!
BFF - WEREWOLF CLYDE, he would be the best friend ever. So damn protective, meaty and treelike, just an all-around good person too, willing to do any and everything for you. and also be secretly in love with you but would never say it because he’s scared of rejection in general poor baby!
BF - VAMPIRE KYLO, THE NECK BITING OMFG DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED. he would be a menace of a boyfriend honestly and drive me insane but I would live with it because the DICK IS TOO BOMB.
BABY DADDY - WEREWOLF FLIP, THIS MAN AND HIS BREEDING KINK GETS ME SO DAMN HARD THAT I CAN'T EVEN FUNCTION. FILL ME WITH YOUR PUPS FLIP I FUCKIN’ DARE YOU.
THANK YOU FOR THE THOTS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, BABE! 🖤
Kitten-Sitting [blurb] {werewolf!Flip Zimmerman x Reader}
anonymous
Oh I would love to read Flip or Maurizio as a werewolf. Smut/fluff or horror
as much as I would’ve loved to have written something for werewolf Maurizio, I had this hilarious idea and I just had to write it up for Flip.
warnings.
FLUFF, HUMOR, general cuteness, kitten-sitting, Flip being a grump lol, but he’s also a big ol’ softie.
(possible) tw’s.
Flip in werewolf form.
word count: 952
When you walk into the cabin and see the large, hairy form of your boyfriend lounging on his recliner, your stomach drops. Shit, you totally forgot it was a full moon tonight.
The kittens mewl from the carrier and Flip immediately turns his head, ears pricked and snout lifted. He huffs, standing up and walking around the couch with his arms crossed.
You give him an awkward smile.
“Heeeeey baby. How was your day?”
“What in the world are you doing with those kittens?”
He asks, voice low and husky.
“Especially with it being the full moon tonight. C’mon, you know better.”
Your cheeks burn with a bit of shame. You forgot to check the calendar when you’d promised your friend to take the kittens tonight.
“I completely forgot that tonight was the full moon, honey, and I agreed to take them until ten. I’m really, really sorry; I’ll keep them up in the guest room.”
Flip sighs, shaking his head.
“Just...as long as you keep ‘em away from me, they can stay down here.”
“Are you sure?”
He nods.
“As long as they don’t come crawling all over me.”
“Thank you, baby.”
You smile, reaching up to give him a kiss on the cheek before he makes his way back over to the recliner.
After unpacking all the kitten stuff and making sure that anything potentially hazardous is put away, you let the four kittens out of their carrier and they all start skittering around the first floor.
Your lips pull up into a small smile as you watch them run around and play with some of their toys. You’re so focused on the ones playing that you don’t notice the one that sneaks off into the living room, curious about the large hairy man seated in the recliner.
His eyes widen when he feels a little furry critter rub up against his paw that hangs down off the edge of the recliner arm and he pulls away quickly.
“Damnit...peanut!”
You look up and see the kitten, standing up immediately.
“Whoops, sorry. I’m coming, I’m coming.”
Soon enough, though, the same little black kitten wanders off towards Flip’s recliner. He made the mistake of resting his eyes for a bit, allowing the little kitten to climb up the chair and snuggle up in the crook of his elbow.
He feels a little wiggling on his arm but he doesn’t think much of it, so when he opens his eyes and looks down, he just groans at the sight of the kitten.
“Goddamnit.”
“What is it, honey?”
You ask from the kitchen.
The kitten is snoozing peacefully, nestled comfortable into his fur and the more he looks at it, the more he feels himself softening. He huffs.
“Nothing, nothing.”
It doesn’t take long before you notice that one of the kittens is missing and at first, you’re worried, looking all over the kitchen and dining room. But then, a small smirk grazes your lips when you realize that the only other place it could’ve wandered off to is the living room.
Hmm...could it be?
“Hey, Flip?”
“Mm?”
“Have you seen the black kitten? He’s not here with the rest and I checked all the other rooms, but I can’t find him.”
He clears his throat awkwardly, shifting in his seat.
“Yeah...he’s, uh, he’s here.”
“Oh, okay. Thank you.”
You smile to yourself, giggling quietly.
“...But I thought you said--”
“I know what I said.”
Flip growls, rolling his eyes. You giggle a bit louder at his defensiveness.
“Just...whatever. He climbed up here and fell asleep and I didn’t wanna move him, alright? And I guess he’s...kittens don’t bother me as much as cats do when I’m a wolf.”
“Mmhmm.”
As the evening draws on, the kittens slowly follow after their sibling and climb up onto the recliner. And when you come back downstairs from your shower, you have to cover your mouth to keep from laughing too loudly at the sight that greets you.
Flip has all four kittens with him, each climbing all over him like a jungle gym. He’s got a kitten on his shoulder, one making its way across his chest, one resting in his paw and finally, one laying right on the top of his head.
He looks over at you with a grumpy little frown.
“I’m starting to enjoy these kittens a little less.”
You laugh softly.
“No you haven’t, you’re just being a grump.”
“Whatever. You can’t prove anything.”
He says with a huff, trying to hide his small smile.
The kitten on his head begins to slip down, paws forcing his eyes closed. He reaches up to lift the kitten off his head, chuckling softly when its tiny claws pull his eyelids up.
“Alright kid, time to go. C’mon now, let go of me.”
You giggle as you watch, eventually having to step in when he starts getting a bit frustrated and starts pulling a bit too hard for your comfort. You place the kitten right back down in his paw, kissing the top of his head before walking back into the kitchen for a snack.
If you aren’t mistaken, when quarter to ten rolls around and you have to pack the kittens up for their departure, Flip almost looks a bit sad to see them go. When you’re ready, he brings them over to their carrier and coaxes them off his arms and back inside.
Once they leave, he comes back downstairs and you pull him in for a hug and a kiss.
“Thank you for being so great with the kittens.”
He chuckles.
“Just promise me we won’t be getting one anytime soon, okay?”
“Alright, I promise.”
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Before The Full Moon [blurb] {werewolf!Flip Zimmerman x Reader}
anonymous, for spooky sunday:
Will you please do something with werewolf Flip when the moon starts to get full but isn’t there yet? 🖤🖤
absolutely, I will!! thanks for submitting <3
warnings: smutty content. handjob. descriptions of a knot. kinda scenting?
(possible) tw’s: werewolf things.
word count: 566
This here, this is the worst part for Flip; the period between the sunset and the rising of the full moon.
He hurts all over as his body prepares for transition, his primal instincts are skyrocketing, and he can already feel the knot swelling at the base of his cock. Damn it.
You always feel so bad when you see him like this, wishing there was more you could do for him to make things better. But unfortunately, nothing could be done but wait for the full transformation to occur.
His teeth are already sharpening rapidly and the tips of his fingers are already shaping into claws. He has that feral look in his eyes, the one he tends to get at this time, when the line between man and wolf begins to blur.
You’re sitting on the couch when he walks over and takes a seat next to you, dragging his claws lightly across your fabric-clad thigh. He leans over and nuzzles the spot just behind your ear, the one you’ve come to learn is where the scent gland would be, fangs scraping across the delicate skin.
“New perfume?”
He growls, taking a long, slow inhale. You nod, holding your breath.
“Thought so. Fuck, it smells good.”
Flip begins to lap at that spot, breath turning to soft pants as his transformation continues. He’s hard as a fucking rock at this point, stretching the constricting denim of his Levi’s.
“Can I...will you...?”
Already knowing what he means, you nod, reaching over to undo his jeans and expose his swollen cock. The knot at the base is visible and by now you know to be extra careful with it, due to it begins incredibly sensitive.
Your hand begins to move up and down his shaft, earning you an animalistic growl from the handsome man sitting beside you. His back arches as you stroke him, soft gasps and grunts tickling the little hairs of you ear.
“Gggghhhohhh,”
He breathes, ministrations growing rougher as his climax nears.
You’re always delightfully surprised at how much larger Flip’s length gets when he transforms and this time, you’re literally feeling it grow in your hand. His fur is starting to grow into a thick bush on his abdomen and his pubes are joining, creating a coarse texture around your hand and wrist.
“Nnghh, peanut, I-I’m--”
It’s then that you gently wrap your thumb and forefinger around the swell at the base of his shaft, stroking it with quick flicks of your wrist. He lets out a loud howl, hips desperately rutting into your grasp as string after string of creamy seed spurts from his cock.
A puddle of white forms in the divot between your closed thighs by the time he’s all done, knot pulsing when you pull away. You notice, then, that his thighs and legs are completely covered in black fur.
As you allow your eyes to trail up his form, you realize that he’s fully transformed. You look up into his kind puppy dog eyes, smiling as you take in his wolf form.
He licks your cheeks, which makes you giggle, then bounds down off the couch. He can’t talk when he’s in this state, but you’ve gotten really good about reading his expressions over the years, and only one thing is coming across from the look in his eye right now:
Warnings: A bit of Blood and slight description of Rituals, I guess
AN: This will be a six Part series. It has nothing to do with the movie and is a complete medieval AU with it’s own lore about werewolfs. I thought it might be an interesting turn on it :>
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Flip let out a long yawn until a small yelp escaped his throat and he let his tongue graze over his long fangs.
This Full Moon gathering would be as boring as the last and he still hated the thought that his turn would at least be two more years away.
Resting his head into his big clawed hand, his eyes were fixated on the Alpha wolves that we’re sitting near the sacrificial stone where the chosen prey would be laid out.
Flip let out a low snicker when he thought about his chosen one being displayed in front of everyone before he would sink his teeth and claws in her soft flesh before he would devour her.
At least he would see his little meat in just mere hours when he would go down the mountain to visit her village as soon as this was all over.
Already drifting off and thinking of his chosen one, Flip’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a screaming and sobbing voice which made the fur in his neck stand up.
Opening his eyes he saw the young human woman being thrown onto the sacrificial stone.
Before he could even think his massive body was already moving. His claws were digging into the dirt while he sprinted down the hill and rushed in front of the person that had been laid and chained onto the stone plate.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY MEAT!” he growled at the younger new werewolf that was now huddled on the ground, terrified of what Flip might do to him.
Flip was standing on his hind legs, in his full height, he was terrifying even for his own kind.
“Flip, do you want to claim this human as yours?” one of the elders asked the raging werewolf.
“You know what that would mean, you would need to fight one of your own for it.”
“She is mine!” he growled back, drool dripping from his fangs while his eyes had not left the trembling younger wolf.
Everyone knew that he had picked her for his next turn. And normally the other wolves respected someone’s choice and left the chosen human alone, but this rookie had no ideas of their traditions and rules yet.
“I will rip him apart if I have to!” he warned but before the elder could even reply to that the young wolf was already yelping.
“I didn’t know! You can have her! I don’t want a fight!” it whimpered, his tail hiding between his legs.
Letting out a furious huff, Flip landed with his front paws back on the ground with a rumble, to scare the rookie just a bit more so they ran back into the crowd of wolves who snickered and howled, but he didn’t care about their mocking.
With a deep growl, he looked over his shoulder where the young woman was still sobbing and whimpering in fear of what might happen to her.
Taking the heavy chains into his mouth he bit with ease through them to free his scared human.
“Come, little meat.” he whispered and carefully wrapped his strong arms around her body, highly aware not to hurt her with his sharp claws, while she held onto his furry shoulders for support.
“Your turn will be given to the one you … defeated.”
“So be it. I have what I wanted.” he growled back at the elders while he pushed his way through the crowd of wolves who had expected a glorious blood bath while Flip would devour her, but instead, he vanished with her in his arms into the dark cold forest.
Ignoring the taunting calls behind his back he continued along the path towards the caves. Flip could feel her trembling hands dig into his fur while her sobbing echoed against the cold stone walls of the cave entrance.
Slowly lowering his gaze his eyes met hers even though she wasn’t able to look at him. Thanks to the curse she would now be blind, especially since another wolf had cursed her and he couldn’t have done it himself. Now, her normal gorgeous eyes were just completely white.
Nuzzling with his snout against her cold cheek, she flinched slightly and let out a scared whimper.
“Don’t worry, little meat. I would never harm you.” gently nibbling on her ear, Flip barely could hold back his excitement.
Yes, he had desperately waited over a year to eat and devour her until now. But finally being able to see her this up close and admire every little thing about her complexion, this thought seemed ridiculous! He wanted to keep her, just for himself. His little meat, now and forever.
Carefully squeezing through a tighter gap, they had finally made it underground, to the city of the wolves.
For hundreds of years, they had lived down here, hidden away from the humans that tried to hunt them down until the wolves knew how to fight back with the curse that they were now controlling them with. Thinning them out overtime to get the upper hand.
Suddenly feeling her little fingers dig deeper into his fur he looked down at her curious face that had turned to the light of the city.
Y/N could barely make out the light glimmer in the constant darkness that she had to endure now.
Listening closer to the heavy footsteps, she could tell that he was still walking on a stony path, but the rustling wind through the leaves was missing in the background and she could hear no other animals or the river that was so close before.
“Wh...where are you bringing me?” her voice just a whisper, but still strong.
“Home, Meat. Our home.” pushing the wooden door of his house open with his broad shoulder, he looked around his simple home.
It was not really suited for a human, but he would make due in time to provide a better place for her, but now he needed to concentrate. There was not much time left and he needed to act fast.
The full moon was rising and he could feel his powers weaken already.
Gently letting her down on her feet, Flip laid one of his big paws under her chin before he let his soft tongue graze over her face.
“Don’t cry, meat. We’re home now.” she just whimpered at his words while scrunching up her face since he kept licking over her warm cheeks.
Turning her head with one hand, Flip lifted his other to rip open the collar of her dress to expose her chest and let his claw run over her collarbone. She screamed in pain while he carved his sigil into her feverish warm skin before he gently licked over the fresh wound, tasting her sweet sweet blood while she tried to push him away from her.
“What did you do to me?!”
“Marked you as mine, of course.” he answered as if it was the most obvious thing in this world while he looked satisfied down at his sign on her that had instantly healed, but for Y/N nothing was clear. Just this morning when she was about to start her work, out of the corner of her eyes she had seen a red streak smeared across their front door before everything around her suddenly went dark and she could hear her Father screaming, even sobbing while he repeatedly mumbled an apology.
She had known what that meant, but not that it really happened to her after all these stories of the sacrifices to the deities in the forest, it seemed so surreal.
When she was brought into the forest to be left behind, she could hear the little river nearby while they had carried her. Could listen to the leaves crunching under their feet than she had nothing else to trust any more than her ears since her sight was stolen from her.
Barely being able to make out two glimmers from the torches the man had pierced into the ground, she was just waiting in her darkness, listening to anything, the rustling of the leaves when the wind was moving them, the cry of a deer before she could hear it run through a puddle until…. There right in front of her, Y/N could hear multiple footsteps coming quickly closer to her.
The next thing she knew was that something was laid around each of her wrists and ankles before she was grabbed and dragged away until they threw her on something hard and a loud howl rumbled in her ears while she tried to fight whoever was trying to chain her down.
And now she was blind and helpless with a monster claiming her as his own.
Monsters … not spirits of the forest that they worshipped, monsters that ate them instead of allowing them to bring them into a better world. She wanted to cry and scream, furious at herself that she had believed the lies of her village, now it made so much more sense that her Father had cried and apologized. He hadn’t cried out of happiness that she had been chosen. He had cried because he would lose her forever.
“What exactly are you … no God that is for sure...” running with her hands over her ripped clothes she noticed that he had at least left her undergarment in one piece until her fingers brushed over the new scar that he had created. His ‘mark’ as he had stated.
Suddenly feeling his gigantic hand cup her own Y/N suddenly felt his soft tongue graze over her palm before he placed it onto his own snout.
“You can find out, my little meat.”
“I have a name!” she huffed angrily and still her hands were gently wandering over his face. Flip wanted to close his eyes and enjoy every little bit of her soft touch but he just couldn’t take his eyes off her.
Her brows had furrowed in concentration while her hands wandered over his face. A long snout like that of a dog… no like that of a wolf, just much bigger.
“Careful around the teeth, Meat.” Flip growled with a snicker and opened his mouth a little.
She could feel his slobber drip onto her wrist while she felt the gigantic teeth in his mouth. Swallowing hard, even though she knew that he could just bite her hands off right now, she couldn’t stop her fascination and kept exploring and Flip could see that curiosity.
But time was cut short for him, he nuzzled his head closer against hers until her back was pushed against the wall and she was caught in a warm hug, feeling his hot breath fan against her skin.
The Fullmoon was up and he couldn’t fight it any longer. When his heavy body slumped slightly down onto Y/N, she started to whimper again shortly before crying again while he started to grunt and growl into her ear.
Being pressed between this gigantic beast and the cold wall in her back, Y/N started to panic. Would he eat her now? Would this be the end of her life?
Trying to push him away, she suddenly grabbed both of his ears which made him yelp while they seemed to change in her hands.
The heavyweight on top of her body seemed to get lighter while his growling turned into heavy strained breathing, even the deep rumbling tone in his voice got softer.
Suddenly instead of the fluffy ears, Y/N had felt earlier, she could now feel that they had slowly shifted in a mix of pointy fluffy ears and when she slowly let her fingers brush down she could feel the almost human ears until she suddenly felt plum lips kiss over her neck while she heard an excited snicker in her ear.
“Finally you’re mine, little meat.”
Hearing that voice again, without the deep distorted undertone, Y/N suddenly could see a dark-haired man in front of her inner eye … a wanderer who came once a month to buy her meat pastries at the butchery from her Father.
Immediately she pushed the man away and let her hands run through the long black locks before she brushed gentle but hectically over his face. The big crooked nose and those plum lips her friends had admired from afar and had so often teased her that the stranger only came here for her and not really the pastries he purchased.
Anger was bubbling up in her chest before she pushed the other away while accidentally scratching his cheek.
He growled in surprise and instinctively grabbed her wrist to pull her closer again to just staring into her furious but beautiful face.
“Feisty aren’t we, Meat?” he snickered again and she just glared in his direction since she couldn’t look at him directly.
“I have a name, you godforsaken monster!” she hissed back at him, but Flip only smiled. He loved this fire inside of her, she had never backed down from a confrontation, even once as long as he had watched her. The boys in her village who tried to tease her for being the butcher’s daughter and got a good whack with a broom.
“A Monster, huh? You wouldn’t be wrong with that, Meat.”
“My names Y/N!” shoving him away a second time, she grabbed her ripped dress tightly, trying to stay covered.
“A wonderful name… but I like my nickname more, Meat.” pressing a gentle kiss against her cheek, she quickly flinched away from him.
“Wait here, I got something for you.” turning away for a moment he quickly turned back to Y/N who was stretching her arms out to search for a point she could orient herself on.
With his big hand, Flip softly cupped one of hers and led her towards a table and small chair that he had in his bare house. Since he only transformed into a human once a month he didn’t need much to live like one, but now that he would have Y/N in his care, much earlier than he had expected he needed to think of a way to provide for her.
When she was sitting on the chair, still trying to cover herself while her blind eyes were staring into the emptiness, he made his way to the bed of hay that he used to sleep on and searched through the pile of clothes next to it.
First, he clothed himself, knowing that humans didn’t like it when others were running around naked before he pulled out a small box that he had carefully put away.
Opening the lid, he looked down on the red soft fabric of a cloak.
Flip pushed himself off the ground before returning to Y/N who was quietly sitting on the chair he had left her on.
“Here, this is for you.” he whispered into her ear, before she could feel his lips against her temple again before she could pull her head away and suddenly felt something warm and soft laying on her legs.
She loosened one hand from the ripped collar of her dress before she carefully let her palm brush over the red cloak.
“W… what is it?”
“A cloak! The red cloak you wanted!” Flip immediately stated excited while kneeling down next to her, knowing how often she had talked about it with her friends but how it was always too expensive for her.
With an excited smile, he looked up into her face but there was not the happy expression he had expected.
The cloak was thrown back at him and he quickly pulled it away from his face.
“What is wrong with you?!” she screamed at him.
“You wanted to eat me and suddenly you even have a present? What were you even thinking?!”
“I …. I thought it would’ve comforted you … before-”
“Before I would’ve got eaten by a monster!? You must’ve lost your mind!” standing back on her feet, she wanted to leave, Y/N just wanted to get away from this maniac.
But immediately when she took her first step, she stumbled against the table in front of her before she tried to evade it but only stumbled over the hem of her own dress and landed back into the big and strong arms of this monster that she couldn’t even see.
“Do you think leaving is such a smart idea right now? You would get lost as soon as you would set foot back into the forest and either starve or freeze to death, my little meat.”
It was true, she was helpless now that she was blind, but staying here? What life would that even be. Being the pet of this … this thing?
Shaking her head, another tear rolled down her heated face.
“Don’t worry, meat. I will take the best care of you.” nuzzling his head against her, she let out another devastated sob.
