Your werewolf!boyfriend is insatiable. It doesn’t matter where you are or what time it is- is he gets hard its your responsibility to take care of it.
It could be in the back of a movie theater, your hand massaging his knot as you focus on the movie screen.
Or it could be in a groceries story family bathroom, you on your knees, saliva and cum dribbling down your chin as he fucks your face.
But it could also be in the quiet corner of a gym, your yoga pants pulled down to your ankles as he ruts into you, his snout buried in the crook of you neck to muffle his needy whimpers.
Today it just so happens to be in a dingy club bathroom. Theoretically this is probably the best place for surprise sex. Loud music, everyone’s drunk and so consumed in their own moments that they wont even notice the muffled moans coming from behind s bathroom door. If anyone can hear it over the music.
Your chest is pressed up against the cold graffitied wall, your leg hiked up as your boyfriend fucks into you again and again. You can feel the way his knot grows, each thrust threatening to be the last. “S-so perfect-“ he growls into your ear, nails digging into the soft skin of your hips.
All you can do is whimper, beading against your neck as his hot breath fans across your skin. “N-not inside-“ you plead, helpless as he picks up his pace. “Not inside! No! No no-“ you croak, body trembling as he forces himself inside one last time.
The stretch forces the air from your lungs. The way his knot throbs against your walls doesn’t help, cock flooding your pussy with hot sticky cum. “M’sorry,” he pants, wet tongue lapping against the nape of your neck, salty beats of sweat exploding on his tastebuds, “Guess you’re gonna have to keep on dancin’ with my cum inside you.” He almost sounds happy about it…
