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[remiratboi]

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Arranged Marriage Trope ~ 2.8K Words

Wolf-Hybrid!HusbandXHuman!GNFatReader

CW: Arranged marriage, distant relationship, mild bdsm, mild dom/sub vibes, dominant personality more than anything else, masturbation, knotting, size kink, breeding. Honestly it’s pretty tame compared to a lot of my stuff.

It was an arranged marriage. Two powerful families, a long time feud, and a wedding to forge the peace. It wasn’t unique, but it was uniquely awful for you.

Your new husband was a large, stoic wolf hybrid. He was gorgeous, you couldn’t deny that. He was well over 6 feet, and his tight black dress shirts did little to hide the muscles he touted. His fur was dark grey, like a misty mountain range. Sometimes you imagined touching it.

You felt dwarfed, which wasn’t something your chubby ass had experienced much. So that was nice.

But that’s where the positives ended. Yes, you looked great on his arm, a slinky black gown to match his silky black slacks and shirt, but you had no connection.

He seemed uninterested or unwilling to get to know you. You figured, if you were going to have to spend your lives together, you could at least develop a friendship. It wasn’t the love filled marriage you’d dreamed of, but it could still be a partnership, nonetheless.

You tried everything you could think of to seduce the absolute brick of a man. You flirted with him during every interaction you could. You brought him little treats you had baked while he worked. You rubbed his shoulders after a long day. Nothing seemed to make him warm to you.

He seemed comfortable having you around, but also seemed to have no interest in interacting with you, unless you initiated it. It was starting to drive you mad.

You’d noticed little things about him that were more subtle. Things you didn’t realize he’d do. He always protected you when he was around. You were… clumsy to say the least, and the amount of times he’d caught your dumb ass as you were about to fall was kind of comical. It got to the point he always had a hand hovering around you. At your lower back, your hip, your thigh. It was almost like he gravitated around you.

Then there was his eyes. He didn’t express much on his face, in his dangerous line of work, he couldn’t. But that didn’t stop his eyes. You’d learned to read him from watching his eyes. You’d be in meetings together, and without fail you could guess his response. The subtle ways his brows furrowed when he was interested, and listening intently. Or the fire that flashed when he got annoyed.

You noticed his eyes when he looked at you as well. You couldn’t tell what it was, but there was a distinct, unique look in his eyes when he looked at you. And a faint blush to his cheeks when you caught him staring.

You’d started thinking maybe something would come of you two after all, but despite your ever boldening efforts, nothing happened.

Finally, after nearly a year of this new life, you were pent up, and frustrated. You shared a bed, which made any sort of self pleasure extremely difficult. Normally you could time things for when he was busy, or showering. But one night, much later than you would have liked to be asleep, your cunt throbbed.

You squirmed lightly in the large king size bed. He lay mere inches from you, soft snores rising from his chest. His face was serene, calm. You didn’t get to see him at peace very often. You’d begun to cherish seeing him like this.

You couldn’t focus long enough to go to sleep. Your thighs were sticky with your arousal. You wanted to be fucked. It had been so long. Prior to the wedding, you’d been told he’d expect you to fulfil certain… duties. But he’d never touched you in that way aside from a chaste kiss at your wedding.

You’d spent years of your life before meeting him, fearing the tyrant man you’d likely marry, and sometimes, dreaming about the handsome man you’d marry. But you were met with him, something you’d never expected or imagined. Uninterested.

You whined softly to yourself. You were desperate. He was asleep… right? You listened to his breathing. It sounded even. His soft snores solidified your decision.

You turned to lay on your back, a hand snaked down to gently rub your aching clit. You almost moaned out loud, your other hand whipping to your mouth to cover it. He was so close. He was so beautiful. You wanted him. It surprised you how confident you were in that asseratation. You spun your fingers in circles on your small bud while gazing at his face.

You imagined his hands on your body. Those huge, strong hands. What things had he done with those hands? The idea of such violence colliding with your soft, pliable body, had you stifling another moan.

You dipped lower and sunk two fingers into your cunt. You couldn’t help a whimper slipping through. It wasn’t enough. It was never enough. You wanted him to fill you, you wanted him to take you. Why couldn’t he just want you back?!

You groaned in frustration, your fingers desperately pushing in and out of you. You were starting to think you wouldn’t be able to cum while staring at his face, wanting him so badly.

“Please…” you moaned his name before you could stop yourself.

His eyes snapped open. You yelped and scrambled to pull your fingers out of your body, your positioning clear.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” He demanded, his voice dark, an edge you couldn’t place to it. He turned to look at you, his eyes raking down the thin sheet that covered you. Your pj shorts were pulled to your knees, your tank pulled up and over your chest. All that stopped him from seeing you on full display was that barely there sheet. You felt your nipples harden and his eyes flashed down from yours to stare.

“Answer.” He gave no room for argument. His eyes didn’t leave your chest.

“I, uh, I must have been having a bad dream. Sorry I wo-” he didn’t let you finish. He ripped the sheet off of your body and before you could even react, he climbed on top of you, pinning you down underneath him. He held your hands above your head in one thick fist, his knees in between your legs, holding them open. His other hand lightly caressed your round, soft tummy.

“Do not lie to me.” He whispered into your ear, leaning down so his face was next to yours. “You have one more chance to explain why you are almost naked, moaning out my name like a slut.”

Your cheeks burned. You turned your head and squeezed your eyes hoping maybe that would make it all go away.

His warm breath on your face told you it wouldn’t.

“I… I… I was just…” you didn’t know what to say. I was just fingering myself while desperately thinking about you fucking me?! Yeah… no.

He stared at your face. You peeked up at him, surprised by the slight smirk you could see playing in his lips. You had thought he was furious? But maybe…

“I was touching myself.” You spoke softly. Embarrassed still. Even with your soaking cunt spread open for him.

“What were you imagining?” He replied, not missing a beat.

“You.” You practically whispered. He groaned above you.

“Show me what you were doing.” He leaned back and let go of your wrists. He sat back on his calves, kneeled in between your thighs still. You looked up at him, eyes wide with uncertainty. He nodded curtly towards your exposed pussy. He brought his hands up to massage idly at your thick thighs. His thumbs ran along stretch marks and dimples near your hips.

You squirmed, hesitant to perform such a vulnerable action in front of another person. He turned his face from the flesh of your thighs he was handling, up to yours and caught your gaze. “This is your final warning. Do not push me, love.” His tone, deadly. You found your cheeks burning even hotter at the casual term of affection he’d used.

You couldn’t pull your eyes from his, but slowly lowered your hand down to your clit. You rubbed yourself unenthusiastically.

Your husband who had never seemed as wolf-like as he did now, tsked at you. “I don’t think pathetic movements like those were what made you moan my name.” He reminded you again of your embarrassment.

You whimpered and a shudder ran through him. You reached your fingers further, and pressed two shallowly into your cunt. You were surprised by how much more wet you had become. The fear, the uncertainty of his next move, had you on edge like never before.

“Now, tell me, no don’t stop moving.” He interrupted himself when you paused. “That’s right, now tell me, why were you imagining me while fingering yourself? Why were you staring at my face while trying to make yourself cum?” You thought your cheeks couldn’t have gotten more red and hot until he had said that.

“I, please, just let this go, and we can pretend nothing happened.” You begged him, pleading eyes gazing up at his unimpressed ones. “I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again, I’m sorry.”

“You don’t listen very well, do you?” His tone was threatening. He flipped you over in the blink of an eye, and pressed your soft, round body into the bed. You felt his rock hard cock press into your ass from behind through his pyjamas. Your eyes flew open at the realisation of how turned on he was.

“Does that make you less self conscious, love?” He asked, patronisingly, grinding his hips against you. “You might even get a reward if you’re a good slut for me.” You felt yourself get even wetter, if that was possible.

“I was thinking about you fucking me, because I think I might be in love with you, and you never even give me the time of day, and we are just laying in this bed every night, so close and yet so far and I hate it and I don’t know what to do!” You shouted in a chaotic, blubbering stream. You gasped a breath after the words had finished tumbling from your mouth. You hadn’t really meant to say quite that many words…

For a long moment, your wolf hybrid husband was motionless above you. Your face was pressed into the mattress. Tears began to prick the edges of your eyes with each second that dragged on.

“But… I’m a monster?” He asked quietly. “I thought maybe you were just horny and wanted a quick fuck with a warm body.” He flipped you around, your face inches from his. He stared at you with large, round eyes. The stern, controlling man who held you seconds ago was gone, replaced by a shy puppy. “You love me?” He asked. You could see uncertainty flash through his eyes.

“You’re my husband.” You replied, the doubt clear even as you said the words.

The handsome man looking down at you scoffed. “That doesn’t mean anything. You didn’t choose me. You didn’t get to have a say. I didn’t want to take advantage of our situation. I know…” he trailed off. “I know there are unfair expectations for physical relations in arranged marriages, but I swore I’d never be that kind of man, I’d never push you to do anything. I promised myself I’d never let you know how desperately I wanted you.” His eyes widened as he seemed to realise what he said as he said it.

“You’re my mate, I think.” You spoke softly, uncertain of yourself as well. You reached up and pressed your hand against his face. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back into your touch.

When he opened his eyes again, they were solid black. “Those are dangerous words, love.” He smelled your arousal on the hand that cupped his face. You hadn’t registered it was the hand previously fingering your cunt.

“I like danger.” You said despite its cheesiness. It worked. Your mate chuckled.

“You like monsters too?” He asked again. A smirk had replaced his wide eyed surprise. His hard cock pressing against your soft tummy reminded him of your current predicament. You nodded enthusiastically at his question.

“Who would have thought, my precious, little human mate would be a desperate slut for wolves.” You dipped your head at his words but he pulled your chin back up, dragging your eyes to meet his.

“I love you too, I have for a very long time.” He kissed you, long and hard. The first real kiss you’d ever shared. You felt yourself gripping him everywhere, both of your hands touching the others bodies. He squeezed your hips, fingers and claws digging into your flesh.

He nipped down your neck, not breaking the skin, but enough to leave a trail of marks. You felt his hand go to his waistband, and he groaned as he released his cock. You had known it would be big, but big didn’t even begin to describe the behemoth in front of you. You felt your face pale.

The wolf above you licked his lips. “I know you can take it. One of the reasons I like my partners to be a bit thicker, better to manhandle, eh?” He teased you.

You looked between his face and cock, and his apparent disregard of your concern just made you wetter.

“I can smell you, slut.” He looked down at you with smug eyes. “Yeah, you’ll take me alright. Even if it have to make you.” A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes, and you felt the head of his dick at your entrance.

You second guessed yourself. You started trying to protest, but he covered your mouth with one large hand. “Now now, none of that. As you said, you’re my mate. You’ll love it.”

He slowly worked his head into you, and it was already breathtaking. You felt fuller than you’d ever felt, but anxiety at his size rose even further. Before you had a chance to protest, he started pushing deeper.

He wasn’t rough, but he definitely wasn’t gentle. He fucked into you with shallow thrusts, each pushing deeper than the last, until you could feel his knot battering at your entrance. The stretch was overwhelming, but you could feel the shadow of pleasure behind it.

Once he was at his full length, minus the knot, he started fucking you in earnest. He bent your legs up and over his shoulders, and practically folded you in half. It felt amazing to be so easily manoeuvred. Any stress you’d carried about being too big for him, melted away with each desperate caress he gave you. It was like he couldn’t touch enough of you at once.

The pain from his size kept fading, but the pleasure only built. Soon you were loudly crying out with each thrust. He grunted above you. He spoke of filling you with his seed, breeding you.

You could feel your orgasm growing as his thrusts got rougher. His hand snaked up to your neck, and you watched a wicked smile cross his face. He pressed into your neck, squeezing your throat. Your hands raised to his arm, trying to pull him away. It was almost comical, your tiny fingers prying at his thick muscular arm.

You started seeing spots and panic filled you. Your husband stared directly into your eyes as you struggled beneath him.

“Good pet, you can do it, don’t worry.” His comforting words sounded like they were too far away. You felt his knot pushing against your cunt. You tried to scream, but no sound could move past his fist on your neck.

Everything collided at once. Your vision was fading and your orgasm rising in front of you when he slammed his knot deep into your pussy. You screamed, even though no sounds came out. You both came, hard. He released your throat, and peppered you with kisses while you rode out to spasms.

Hot cum poured into your battered cunt as his thrusts turned erratic and staggered. He couldn’t move much due to his knot, but he did what he could. You felt the huge pressure drag up and down the entrance of your pussy. He came for so long, longer than your entire orgasm. You were coming down while he was still filling you up. You gripped each other's bodies, sweat and saliva mixing.

He collapsed to the side, pulling you up and on top of him, his cock still wedged deep inside you. You moaned involuntarily at the movement.

“Hmmm, I hope that was better than your fingers.” He hummed, amused. You grinned down at him.

“Marginally.” You teased. He looked up at you with offence and you winked, leaning down to kiss him again. You didn’t think the excitement of that was going to wear off any time soon.

[shaybae1114]

Wolf hybrid x bunny hybrid reader.

You couldn't possibly be anymore nervous. You were meeting with the sigma of the all alpha pack. They needed a female for their heat, and you needed multiple males to help you through yours. Bunny heats could lead to death if not treated properly, and you were a shunned rabbit. No burrow would take you. Darius looked you up and down his claws digging into his chair he couldn't believe such a cute tiny bunny was in his office wishing to agree to the stupid ad his 2nd had recommended they put out. His pack was getting to riled needing a pussy to keep them in line but never did he expect a bunny rabbit. You smelt like sunshine and freshly grown flowers he couldn't help but wonder if all rabbits smelt like that.

"They accused me of a crime I didn't commit. I swear even though I'm a shunned. i'll bring no harm to you or your pack. I just dont wish to die in agony from something that can be helped. And if I do end up pregnant, I request to be welcomed to stay in pack territory. I will not leave any of my children." You stated the conversation had been going smoothly, but the sigma had started to look furious. You couldn't help but start to panic more. Did he believe the rumors did he just call you here to see the only shunned bunny in history like many others had before.

"Many of the males in my pack were shunned for the wrong reasons. I don't care about such a worthless thing. I just need a willing female to aid us and many have not been interested in helping my whole pack. They don't want there young to be born from tainted." Darius growled. He knew he shouldn't feel insulted at the females accusations but it still stung after all he would never rip a child from there mother or judge somebody for being shunned.

"I didn't mean to offend you. I just want to make sure there is no miss understanding." You whispered softly. The heat suppressant was starting to wear off , you where gonna cry over upsetting the wolf. This meeting needed to wrap up or you'd be in heat with a pack who didn't want you. Never again you'd sworn standing quickly. "Thank you for having me but since your clearly not interested I'm going to leave now."

"When did I say I wasn't interested?" Darius asked tilting his head inhaling your sweet scent. The scent of your arousal making his instincts go off. If anything he wanted to make sure you got under him and stayed there. He stood towering over you. He grabbed a strand of your hair twirling it into his fingers. He pulled you close your lips almost touching. "You will stay in my room for right now while I prep my pack then I'll have my way with you before they get there turn. I can't wait to have you falling apart for me little bunny nothing more than a brainless slut begging for more from me.... from my pack." He growled his eyes glowing golden with how his instincts where leading is emotions. As the soft needy whimper left your lips he stole the sound closing the distance.

Darius's kiss was all primal he made it clear he was in charge. He growled as he picked you up grinding his hard cock against your heat. The feeling of his jeans rubbing against your clit had you whining into the kiss for more. And Darius was going to give it to you.

He broke the kiss slowly placing you back on the ground making sure to keep your pressed close down as he did.

"Wh.. why did you stop." You stuttered blushing heavily wanting to reconnect with him.

"My office is not the place to start this. My pack has a room they made just for the female we brought in." He stated as he dragged you from the office. "My males will want you there ready and if I start with you now I won't stop." He groaned as he scented your arousal once again his sweet rabbit was so needy so wet already. As you entered the room that was located not to far from his office thank the gods for that. You where awe struck the room was beautiful truly looked like the room of your dreams.

"It's incredible I know you designed it for any female but it almost feels like it was made for me." You shook your head at the silly thought. Darius stepped forward placing his finger under your chin to make you look up at him.

"We all argued on this room for months before it was completed. So perhaps it was." Darius eyes where soft glad you liked the room. You grabbed his collar and pulled him down wanting to show the sigma how much you really appreciated the room. He chuckled kissing you softly. "Take of your clothes and lay down ass up on the bed." He stated nipping at your lips before stepping back. Sitting in a chair you hadn't noticed immediately but once you did, You realized it took in view of the whole bed you licked your lips perhaps Darius liked to watch. You had stopped in your tracks do to the fantasies that where running thru your mind. Darius watching while giving orders to his men while they handled you. "Bunny I believe I told you to do something." At Darius's tone you snapped out of your thoughts making eye contact he was the image of someone in control.

"Yes sir." You whispered out with a blush going to quickly strip. Darius tcked. Standing back up grabbing your hands.

"Stay calm bunny there is no rush. Give me a show baby girl." Darius whispered leaning into to drag kisses along your neck. "Mmm your heart is racing little bunny is it fear or desire?"

"Desire I've never wanted somebody as much as I want you." You gasped out as he gave a rough nip to your collarbone. He couldn't help but grin against your neck at that he felt the same he'd make sure you got pregnant he wouldn't let you leave him now.

"I'm gonna sit back down bunny and once I'm seated your gonna give me a show then lay on the bed with your pretty ass up, So I can see your cute little tail." Darius ordered releasing you to return to the chair. You watched silently as he got comfortable. Once he was fully seated you slowly reached down pulling your shirt off slowly. Your tail wagging in excitment. Darius's dominating mannerism had your panties soaked. Darius growled

As you finally revealed yourself his eyes traveled along your body taking you in. He jerked his head towards the bed encouraging you to do the next order. Finding the courage you turned to the predator giving him your back. Your heart rate once again picking up while your pussy only got wetter wondering what it'd be like to have him hunt you and use you for himself. Slowly crawling onto the bed wiggling your butt and little tail at the wolf. You where getting more and more wet by the second especially knowing the wolves eyes hadn't left you.

"Oh the bunny want to play does she." He snarled as you wiggled your tail and looked at him with half lidded eye lunging from the chair, he quickly closed the distance. You let out a startled yelp going to scurry up the bed to avoid the wolf. Your fight or flight extinct kicking in at Darius's sudden fierceness. He grabbed your hip with one hand while the other grabbed your long ears pulling your head back. Effectively pinning you to the mattress with his body. You where at his mercy. "Oh bunny you know better then to run from a big bad wolf don't you? That's how you get devoured and I'm gonna have my fill sweetheart." He groaned grinding his cock against your ass. You let out a soft whimper burying your face into the bedding as he released your ears. "Fuck bunny..." He groaned. "I can smell how needy your poor little cunt is. I need a taste. Don't fucking move." He growled as he slowly stood up. You where frozen the only thing you could acknowledge was the sound of your own heart beat. A soft gasp left your lips as you heard the sounds of his belt being undone and his pants hitting the floor.

"P....please Darius I need you." You stammered out you where to excited and things where going to slow.

"Oh no sweetheart this pretty cunt is about to belong to me ill take as much time as I please." He reached out spreading your fold licking his lips at the sight of your dripping cunt. He smirked taking a picture and sending it to the group messenger his pack had. I found our girl I'm gonna stuff her full first. Next one here gets her. Tossing his phone onto the floor knowing his pack would diffently rush to arrive he wanted to get his fill as promised. Darius bent down grabbing your ankles he pulled you down closer to him chuckling as you squeaked and quickly repositioning you on the edge of the bed your cunt and ass completely open to him. You moaned at the feeling of his fingers starting to rub along your clit. Darius wasn't joking about having his fill. He listened to every whimper and moan as he continued to move his fingers on your clit. He groaned in delight as he finally slide his index finger into your sopping cunt.

"Your pretty little pussy is sobbing in need she want a big thick knot to stuff her full." He stated looking into your eyes enjoying the way the rolled back when he made contact with your sweet spot. "A there's your g spot baby I bet you haven't found it with your pretty tiny fingers." He added a second finger smirking as your back arched off the sheets. The pressure building in your stomach telling you how close you where to cumming but suddenly Darius stopped pulling his fingers out of your puffy needy cunt.

"W...why did you stop." You whined soft tears falling down your cheeks. Darius groaned at the sight.

"Wanted to hear you beg for it hunny." He chuckled at the distress look that filled your features. He lifted up your left leg nibbling gently at your ankle. "You'll beg your Alpha to let you cum won't you sweet bunny?"

"Please Alpha please let's me cum." His smirk widened as he lunged for your cunt. Keeping your thigh pinned on his shoulder. You let out a startled cry as his thick tongue slide directly into your cunt. Darius growled against your clit as the taste of your cunt filled his every sense. Using his thum. to rub steady patterns on your clit he began to fuck you with his tongue using his hand to grab your hip pulling you closer to his mouth. Darius pulled back with a groan his face moist with your wetness. He smirked at you biting your ass cheek drawing out a soft moan from your lips. "fucking..bite....delicious....bite...gonna make sure you have our pups gonna keep your sweet pussy forever."

The finger that had been playing with your clit slid back he held eye contact with you as he pushed the finger inside. "Your poor cunt she's so needy only put my thumb in and she trying so hard to take me deeper to have more." He growled as he pulled his thumb out replacing it with three more. He and his brothers where all large and you where just a poor tiny bunny compared to them. Letting out a startled cry you clawed at the sheets underneath you. Back arching while grinding your hips onto the hand that was currently bring you close to the best orgasm you've ever has. Darius's eyes flashed at the sight of you cumming undone around his fingers. He quickly.pulled out his fingers flipping you back onto your stomach. Quickly sliding them back inside before you could let out any protest.

"Please Dare I... I'm gonna cum again." You gasped out making him gladly pick up the pace. Moaning loudly when suddenly his hand came down slapping your clit. You let out a sound that you'd never heard yourself make before eyes slamming shut and head thrown back as the pain made you squirt on his fingers.

"Fuck baby girl trying to milk my fingers dry. Let's give you something big and hard that you can get all those needy spots for you sweetheart." Darius shifted and dragged the head of his cock along your sensitive clit enjoying the soft whimpers and needy cries that kept escaping your lips.

"Please Dare fuck me I want you to fill me up. Wanna take your knot like a good girl." You gasped out reaching for him.

"Fuck baby girl gonna fuck you hard and deep." Darius snarled as he leaned over you slowly pushing his cock into your dripping heat. He moaned kissing you his tongue demanding entrance to distract you from the burning pain of stretching on his cock. As you returned the kiss he grabbed your hips pushing into you till his knot didn't allow him to go any further. You whinned at the feeling you where already so full and could feel his knot pressed against your lips, rubbing on your clit as Darius lazily rolled his hips.

"Sooo big.... I don't think I'll be able to take your knot." You cried soft tears sliding down your cheeks. You'd never been so full before or so sensitive. Darius looked down at you his eyes soft.

"You will sweetheart I'm gonna start moving okay and while I do why don't you play with your pretty pussy for me." You nodded at his wishes biting your lip as you dragged you hand to your clit. Before giving your clit some attention as your fingers gave your clit a light pinch. Darius pulled out and as you pulled on the sensitive bud he slammed back in. You cried out clenching tightly around his girth at the sensation it was to much you dropped your hands away from your cunt gripping tightly on to the sheet beneath you as Darius began to pound into you. You'd swear he was trying to hit your cervix and with how deep he was you where sure he would in no time.

Darius had lost it and the poor little rabbit under him had no clue. The sight of her hair spread out along her back, her pretty eyes glistening with unshed tears he couldn't wait to draw out, and then when she pulled on her pretty nipples biting her lip as he slammed himself deep inside of her fuck. He couldn't think anymore he wanted one thing and one thing only and that was to fill his mate with his seed. He listened to your sweet cries as he continued to pound himself deep inside of you pushing against all your sweet spot adjusting to what made you tighten up or what didn't. And as you came on his cock he roared dropping himself down placing his face into your neck picking and nibbling at the spot he was gonna mark. He thrust deep his cock piercing your cervix while his knot slid into you with a soft pop. He couldn't stop himself from sinking his teeth into your throat. You saw stars as you came around his knot his cum warm and thick as it began to fill you.

"Fuck. That was hot." You startled out of your haze at the sound of a new voice. Looking by the chair you saw 3 more alpha males standing taking in the erotica scene infront of them.

(Part 2 as soon as I can I'm a perfectionist and I wasn't even sure if I wanted to post this 🫢)

[davinawritings]

hii! not sure if your reqs are open but do you write stuff about piss? maybe werewolf bf marking his territory or a vamp bf doing it for degrading purposes

Hello! I hope you enjoy it! Unsurprisingly I went with a Werewolf boyfriend, lol.

The Claiming

Pairing: Male Werewolf Boyfriend X Fem Reader

Warnings: Smut, Creampie, Piss kink, Slight humiliation kink, possessive boyfriend

Enjoy <3

The night had started great with your amazing werewolf boyfriend inviting you to his friend’s party. You and Callum have been dating for just over 6 months now, and everything has been perfect. You got all dolled up for him, hoping for a fun night. 

You just finished spraying your perfume when you hear a knock on your door. Callum gives you a wet kiss with promises of a fun night as he guides you to his car. He keeps you on his arm as you enter the party, happy to have his beautiful girl by his side for all to see. 

Although he seems perfectly happy, your happiness doesn’t last long when he starts to ignore you to have fun with his buddies. You quickly grow bored of standing beside him and listening to them talk. The music is blaring, and you want to dance. You tug on his muscular arm to get his attention, but he barely spares you a glance.

Trying to be patient, you try again, and he finally looks at you with a raised brow. You give him a slight pout, saying you want to dance, but he just rolls his eyes and says he’s busy. You stare at him momentarily, not used to him flat-out refusing you. 

You give a slight nod, more to yourself than him, and decide to make your way to the makeshift dancefloor. Just because he wants to stand around doing nothing doesn’t mean you have to. 

As you dance to the music, you sway your hips sensually, running your hands along your body, and your dress leaves little to the imagination. A firm chest is pressed to your back in less than a minute. His hand grips your waist, and you know it’s not your boyfriend from that simple touch alone. You spin in his arms and come face to face with a werewolf. Although attractive, you can’t help but notice that he isn’t quite as attractive as your boyfriend. 

You think about moving away from his arms, but then you remember how Callum is ignoring you for his friends and figure you might as well have some fun dancing with this guy. You know Callum won’t be happy, but you can’t seem to find it in you to care right now. 

You dance for about thirty seconds before this wolf starts dropping his hands down to your ass. You are about to reach around and push them up, but you don’t get the chance as Callum pulls you away from the other werewolf.

The other man snarls and says, “What the hell. Can’t you see I was in the middle of dancing with her?”. 

Your boyfriend growls a low warning: “This is my girl. Don’t ever put your hands on her again.”

The other wolf gives him a smug smirk before saying, “Are you sure she’s your girl? I don’t see a mating bite, and she doesn’t smell like you. She smells sweet, like a juicy fruit ripe for plucking.”

The taunting words push Callum over the edge, and with one brutal hit, he has the other wolf knocked out on the floor. He barely spares him a second glance as he tosses you over his shoulder and drags you to an upstairs bedroom, quickly locking the door behind him. 

He tosses you on the bed, and you open your mouth to speak, but he quickly rips your panties off and shoves them in your mouth before you can even get a word out. He makes quick work of both your clothes, having you both naked in seconds.

“See what happens when you act like a little whore. Letting him put his hands on what’s mine. Letting him question my claim on you in front of everyone!”. His voice is harsh, and you know he is about to fuck you into tears, your pussy already preparing itself for his massive cock.

He quickly flips you onto your stomach and smacks your ass. You moan around the panties as he straddles your ass, pulling your cheeks apart to get a clear view of your dripping cunt. Without hesitation, he thrusts into the hilt, and you cry out his name as much as you can with the damp cloth in your mouth. His pace is hard and punishing; you can only grip the sheets.

“Such a fucking little brat. You couldn’t behave for a few fucking hours. This is what you needed, right? To be shown some fucking attention. To be under me and take my cock the way you are meant to. Fu-fuck. Made to take my cock and mine only. You are mine. This body is mine. This Fu-cking pussy is mine,” he growls out. 

One of his large hands pushes down on your lower back, keeping you in place, unable to even meet his thrusts. The other holds your hair in a makeshift ponytail, tugging as he fucks into your dripping center.

You moan out as your cunt begins fluttering around his cock, his knot slamming into your swollen pussy lips with each thrust. You whimper and try to move backward against his strength, wanting nothing more for his knot to fill you up.

“I don’t think so, baby. I’m not knotting you here. You’re going to take my cum like a good fucking girl, and then we are going to walk back downstairs and out of this party while my cum drips down your fucking legs. Let everyone here know just who your fucking belong to”. 

Callum’s possessive words push you over the edge, your cunt strangling his cock in pleasure and causing him to fill you up. He gives you a few short thrusts as you both calm down, pulling out and admiring the sticky mess between your thighs. He flips you back onto your back and fixes your dress, but leaves the panties in your mouth for now. 

You give him your best puppy dog apology eyes, but he just shakes his head before saying, “Fuck baby. I know they will be able to smell my cum inside your pussy, but I’m not sure it’s enough. I can’t have them questioning my claim on my little brat, now can I?”

He kneels over your body and sits on your thighs, his dominant hand grabbing hold of his half-hard cock. You stare up in his eyes as you wait for him to start jerking his cock so he can cover you in more of his cum. He gives you a sly smirk, and you gasp as you begin to feel a hot stream of liquid hitting your stomach.

Your eyes immediately shoot down to his cock, watching as his piss flows from his flushed tip before soaking you beneath him. He aims higher, making sure to soak your tits as well, your dress seemingly eager to soak up the warm liquid. You whimper as he then aims for directly above your pussy, the warm piss quickly pooling and soaking the material before dripping through and adding to the sticky mess between your legs. 

You surprise yourself as your clench and rub your thighs together at the sensation, feeling your clit pulse with desire. He gives his cock a shake watching as the last few drops fall onto your squirming body.

“Now I think you are ready to walk downstairs, baby. And don’t worry, as soon as we get you home, I’m going to knot your pussy, and we are going to go over how much my little whore seems to love getting covered in my piss. Don’t think I missed your needy body shifting around trying to get some friction for your slutty little cunt”.

You moan as you stand on shaky legs, Callum’s arm around your waist, the only thing keeping you from falling over and losing balance. He guides you through the house and past everyone else, your cunt clenching as they stare at you covered in his piss and with cum dripping down your legs with each step. Embarrassment heats your cheeks, but you can’t deny the arousal burning through you at their looks, nor the anticipation of what awaits you at home. 

As you reach his car, you quickly get in your seat, only now realizing that you never even took your panties out of your mouth, another wave of embarrassment rushing over you and making your pussy clench, more cum dripping out and surely covering his seat. Callum gets in and starts the car, making quick work to get home as fast as possible. 

His hand gives your thigh a squeeze, claws digging in lightly as he says, “Just think of how many more new things we can explore, baby. Now that I know my perfect little girl is a kinky whore, we just opened up a new world of fun baby”.

Maybe being a brat tonight was a good idea, after all.

I hope you all enjoyed <3 <3 <3 Let me know what you think!

[whinypuppi]

ᶜʷ: ᵖᵘᵖᵖʸᵍⁱʳˡ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ , “ᵃⁿⁱᵐᵃˡ” ⁿᵉᵍˡᵉᶜᵗ , ᵖᵉᵗ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ , ᵖʳᵃⁱˢᵉ , ᶜˡᵃʷⁱⁿᵍ & ᵇⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ , ᶜᵒˡˡᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ , ᶜʳᵉᵃᵐᵖⁱᵉ , ᵇʳᵉᵉᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵏⁱⁿᵏ

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the night satoru gojo decided to adopt a hybrid, you were the lucky girl. he could hardly contain himself when he saw your sweet little face, wide eyes, puffy tail, and laid-back ears. he knew how nervous you were—poor baby. probably so sick and tired of being caged up all day. despite what their website said online, they completely neglected all of the hyrids here. the entire “hybrids are people too” went straight out the window.

despite your malnourished condition, he knew you were the one. $2500? no problem. he sure had it on him and paid in full instantly. during the entire process, you were so shy and scared—shaking like a leaf. either the staff were mistreating you, or you had a bad experience with a past owner. either way, he sympathized with you. he wanted you to know you were safe.

when you came home with him, he already had stuff set up for you. he planned on getting a dog or a cat, and considering you were a dog, he had things set up for you. hybrid food, water, blankets, a soft but sizey bed, and training pads (just in case).

“well, here we are, puppy! your forever home!” he grinned ear to ear, letting you sniff around cautiously so you could get used to your surroundings. his friendly voice did make you somewhat ease up, but you couldn't be sure.

“it's better than that shelter, for sure. are you hungry?” that made your ears perk up—slowly turning to look from him. it was almost amusing how you tiptoed on all fours while taking in the sight of your new home.

“oh? is that it, puppy?” he spoke enthusiastically, but also in that tone you'd speak to a baby. “they didn't even tell me your name, pretty. what is it?” you slowly whispered it, sitting in front of him timidly. he repeatedly it, humming and letting it roll off of his tongue. it had a nice ring to it.

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you'd been with gojo for a couple of weeks by now, having completely gotten attached to him and unable to be separated from him. you'd whine and sniffle if he left you alone. you couldn't even sleep separately anymore.

everyday, your became needier and would crave his attention constantly. he'd even take you out for walks with your pretty little pink color on to burn off some of your energy. it was weird how your body language was beginning to change, but he didn't question it.

that was until the day you went into...heat. actual heat. he facepalmed at not having thought about it beforehand or even doing research before he adopted you.

when you woke up, you panted, your face was hot, and you clenched your thighs. gojo was still sleeping silently next to you—his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath he took.

you clung to him, huffing in a frustrated tone before grinding your lower half against him. it felt good. the mini stimulation nearly made you bite your lip. you hadn't even felt something like this before—having been in the shelter all of your life, and were always forced to take heat suppressents in the form of bitter pills.

you kept up the movements, only thrusting your hips forward gently at an attempt to not wake him. you cried out into his clothed shoulder—burying your face into the crook of his neck and inhaling his scent. he smelt manly from the intense yet inviting cologne he always wore. it smelt extra good this morning for some reason.

your tongue ran over his pulse while lapping at his skin and leaving little bite marks. not enough to hurt or wake him, but noticeable and would probably get him questionable looks if they lingered long enough.

“satoru,” you whined breathily, acting like a bitch in heat (which you were) as you picked up the speed of your thrusts and claws dug into the flesh of his forearm. your panties he bought for you were already drenched and clinging to your pretty pussy, some of your slick dripping down your thigh.

your legs shook, your heart raced, your tongue lulled out, then everything stopped—

satoru groaned softly, eyes fluttering open as he ran a hand through his hair. you eeped, pulling back. the knot that was bound to snap in your stomach dulled, leaving an unfamiliar ache. it made you feel sexually frustrated, but at the same time—so so guilty.

you loved satoru a lot. he was your owner and took special care of his sweet girl, but this? whatever you were doing was wrong in your eyes, and it surely would be in his too. bad dog. he'll take you back to the shelter for being a disgusting mutt.

“mm, baby?” he spoke in his usual tired voice, yet it felt so different this time around. you swore you got chills and your ears fell back. that low and sultry tone shot straight to your core.

“m-morning,” you mumbled, eyes drifting away from his curious ones as you tried not to look guilty. the way you chewed on your bottom lip and your timid ears gave it away, though.

“it sounded like you were hurt. are you okay, sweetheart?” he asked with worry, unlike his usual sweet-as-honey tone.

you nodded vigorously, but it was an obvious lie. he held his arms out, gesturing for you to come closer. “you don't have to lie to me. makes it feel like you don't trust me. hurts my feelings.” he pursed his lip, pulling you close and petting you. he scratched behind your ears and gently pulled your little tail, just trying to get a rise out of you.

when you let out a whine, he stopped, and his eyes widened slightly. he's pulled your tail gently in the past to tease you, but this was the only time you made a noise like that.

he instantly took note of the rising blush on your cheeks and building embarrassment, petting you once more. “um, sweetheart.”

you looked up at him with your pretty eyes he admired even more than his own, yet they were glazed over with...something he hadn't put his finger on until now.

“are you in heat?” he knew it might've been an embarrassing question to ask, but the way you were behaving, and that little noise you made lit a flame in him that shouldn't have. it was the only logical explanation, anyway.

a pause, your body tensing, the way your breath hitched. he got his answer by that alone, but hearing you admit it would've riled him up beyond comprehension. “s-satoru, 'm sorry! please—don't take me back to the shelter!..” you were already pleading—thinking your badly-hidden secret was given away. tears brgan to weld in your eyes, yet he held your cheek lovingly.

he frowned. did you really think he'd hate you that easily? you were his sweet puppy. he would never! “sweetheart, look at me.” he tilted your chin up, wiping the tears from your pretty eyelashes.

“'m not mad. i wanna help you, pretty girl. would you like that?” the idea made your thighs clench, and you nodded shyly.

he wasted no time lifting your shift over your head and instantly being met by the sight of your perky breasts. what he always forgot to do was buy you bras, but he never had an issue with staring. he respected you, at least, but now he could stare all he wanted. your body was perfect and your nipples hardened from the slight brush of his fingers against them, combined with the cold air.

“please—hurry. wan' you s'bad.” your voice was whiny and he chuckled, maybe even thanking you for being able to get to it. your eyes shot down to the boxers he slept in, a bulge straining against them.

“always so needy,” he mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before standing up and tugging his boxers down with a content sigh. you wanted him to feel good too, considering it looked painful as it twitched with your eyes on it.

“like what you see?” of course you did. he was already bigger than you height-wise, but hell, he was nearly 8 inches. he was gonna split you open. your pussy clenched around nothing at the sight, and you tried not to gasp.

“i promise i'll be gentle. you can tell me to stop at any time.” he reassured you, ruffling your hair before lifting your hips carefully to slide down your pants and pretty panties. you were fucking dripping. his cock pulsed.

“so wet...” he ran his finger over your slit and watched you squirm. “all f'me? i feel special.” he brought his thumb to his lips and sucked gently, grunting in content as if you were the sweetest little thing he ever had the pleasure of tasting.

“'toru, you're teasin' me—” you huffed softly, your legs attempting to close from his heavy gaze, but he dug his nails into your hips and held your thighs apart.

“ah ah ah.” he clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “none of that, pretty. i wanna see all of you. especially this pretty cunt.”

he leaned forward, his breath fanning over it and making you even wetter. he inhaled deeply, but you attempted to push his head away out of shame. he surely didn't have any.

he knew you were getting impatient, and he was too, so he spared you both any more excruciating waiting and brought his tip to your clit. the gentle rub he did against it made you jolt, your tail starting to wag. cute.

“it'll sting. bare with me, ok?” he warned you, pressing another kiss to your cheek, then neck. he was careful with you, but he knew you wanted it rough.

when you nodded in acknowledgement, he slowly began to slide the tip in, and he swore he couldn't breathe. how could you feel so heavenly he could hardly put his tip in without wanting to thrust impatiently?

you sharply gasped, whimpering as more tears pricked at your vision. “sh, sh. i know, i know—fuck. you feel real good, puppy.” he praised you, rubbing your ears as his pelvis connected with yours. in one dangerously rough thrust, he was fully inside of you, and you whined pathetically, big globs of tears already streaming down your puffy cheeks. he just couldn't help it—you were so tempting. so wet and warm...he wanted to be in you forever.

he groaned loudly, muttering out curses as you dug your claws into the back of his neck. your legs were already locked around his waist which helped you with stability, but it hurt an insane amount. he was aware of this and already started to feel guilty, but it faded almost instantly when he felt you clench. you breathed out a shudder, letting your head fall limp agaisnt his shoulder when his thrusts continued.

“god—haven't ever felt a cunt like yours before, puppy,” he spoke in almost a whiny tone, which made you try to suck him in deeper. that spot he hit inside of you against your velvety walls with each buck of his hips made you wail, yet you didn't want it to stop.

“yeah...yeaaaah. just like that. my sweet girl's so tight all for me.” he would've cried from how heavenly your little cunt was if it weren't for the broken moan and pathetic laugh he used to cover up how he was falling apart with each thrust.

he was already so sloppy. he couldn't help it. you'd forgive him, right? you were his sweet puppy—without a doubt, you would. you wanted to be bred, anyway. it was an instinct. having him breed you and fill you full of his cum—maybe even have his babies made you squeal.

“shit shit shit— 'm so sorry, sweet girl. gonna cum in you so early. you aren't mad, r-ight?” the way his voice cracked on the last word added to your wetness. he knew all you could do was let out little noises, so it was mostly a rhetorical question.

the absolute squelching and skin slapping was beyond unholy, but sounded so good to his ears. he was on cloud nine—eyes rolling back as his thrusts became rapid and his cock slammed against your cervix aggressively. he was moaning with each thrust, and you couldn't stop crying. there was no possible way you could stop. the pain mixed with pleasure was so unbearably good.

“FUCK! baby, gonna let me breed you? fill you to the brim and make you have my kids? does it get you off, sweet girl?” his voice sounded so broken, yet sultry. with one last, sloppy thrust, he completely filled you up and made you brokenly sob. your pussy spasmed and your thighs quivered, cumming as well all over his cock.

“my sweet baby.” he kissed you so gently you barely felt it due to the overstimulation and how out of it you were.

he praised you constantly as he cleaned you up and let you rest in bed. every couple hours he was coming in to bring you water or tend to your needs. sometimes he'd even lay with you to help with your separation anxiety. you loved him so much.

his poor, sweet puppy.

[finnsterus]

Hmmmm… gentle bull hybrid, he grew up with everyone (all the other bull hybrids) being so aggresive all the time, it wasnt an issue because he knew they were all tough enough to handle it and he was too. You though? No no no, your way too fragile, he could never do anything to hurt you! Including being intimate unfortunately. When he holds you he makes sure his grip isnt too tight, scared to fully wrap his giant hands around your chubby body (his hands could still fit around ur waist he is huge). Even if you ask him to be rougher he is so scared of hurting his little mate, you tell him you can handle it and he cringes with hesitation. Eventually he does start to loosen up a little bit, slinging you over his giant shoulder, picking you up by the waist, tossing you onto the bed, laying his big fluffy head on you, now that he knows your not made of glass he finally gives in. Not fully initially, he starts with only making you cum on his tongue and after a couple weeks he adds in a finger and maybe two, its only after a few months of his “conditioning” that he finally decides to give in to trying to go all the way. He will lay you down and hesitate for a moment before rubbing his throbbing head through your soaked cunt, shuddering at the feeling. He rubs your squishy tummy as he ever so slowly starts to push in, not even getting the head all the way in before stopping and asking if your ok, eventually you have to just suddenly move your hips down onto him so you can get it over with. He moans loudly as you fit all of him (that you can physically fit) inside you. The stretch is very apparent to you but definitely worth it. He then starts a terribly slow pace, pausing to check on you every now and then but you can see his wet nose getting redder the more he gets worked up. Eventually your yelling and whining with tears in your eyes for him to just fuck you already, he reluctantly gives in and starts a more steady pace, throwing his head back. “G-god your so tight…” he whines. Your quickly reduced to a moaning and drooling mess after only a couple minutes, the shape and size being just right for your cunt. After a few rounds of this, some soaked bed sheets, and lots of love marks covering your skin you lay panting next to your bull hybrid lover, “told you i could handle it.” He chuckles and soothes your hair, kissing your forehead and pulling you closer. You settle in that night and get the best sleep you have ever had.

[thrasherella]

Cat!hybrid girl seduces mouse!hybrid boy at a house party

...

She'd been with a rat before, but never a mouse, and he was definitely a mouse, no mistake. Those large, velvety soft looking round ears, short stature; he was a good foot shorter than her, and just a little bit chubby. So small, but so goddamn cute.

She couldn't help herself.

They had momentarily locked gazes from across the room at the party, pupils dilating in her bright green irises as a small smirk tugged the corners of her lips, whiskers twitching slightly as she maintained that contact with his deep brown eyes and made her way over to him, slinking her way through the small crowd of their friends gathered in the living room.

"Hey,"

"Hey."

She leaned in, supporting herself with her left forearm against the wall, looking down at him playfully. "Enjoying the party?" her fluffy, inky black tail gave a mischievous flick, wrapping around the side of her waist and brushing against his thigh lightly.

He was very clearly nervous, shrinking back against the wall, hands sweaty in his pockets as he looked up at her with a shy smile, a little electric thrum sparking at the spot her tail touched him. Holy shit she's hot, and she's a cat...keep it together man!

"Y-Yeah, just, hangin' out; how about you?" his own long, thin, sparsely haired tail thumped gently against the wall, and she gave a little chuckle, momentarily flashing those sharp canine teeth...

"Oh I'm having a great time," she leaned in closer, practically pressing her breasts into his face as his cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink, his gaze momentarily dropping to the cleavage popping out of her low cut top. "I can think of a few ways to make it even better though, if you wanna join me for some fun..."

...

A few minutes later she had him in the bathroom, stripping him of his dark hoodie and pulling down his pants, his cock already leaking precum as he sprung free of his fabric constraints. The blush never left his face as he stood somewhat awkwardly in his baggy white t-shirt, jeans around his ankles, his eager dick poking through his boxer shorts.

Fuck why was he so cute?!

"Well, what are you waiting for nerd? Put it in already..." she bullied him playfully, getting down onto all fours in front of him, tail now high in the air as she pulled her skirt up over the curve of her ass to expose her bare cunt to him; she never wore panties.

"Yeah, just like that...mmhmmm, aaall the way..." he followed her instructions, slowly pushing his surprisingly thick cock inside her tight, wet folds, his breath coming out in small pants and huffs.

"Mmmmm yeah, that feels sooo good...pump it in and out, just like that...do you think you can go harder? Oh fuck yeah, mmhmmm...right there, keep going..."

[digi-lov]

Agunimon BT17-011 Alternative Art by p!k@ru from EX-08: Legend Pack

[jinkojinx]

boop

[jazzstarrlight]

Agnau Family Bonding

[okiedokrie]

[08:33]

Summary: Lazy afternoon cuddles with your boyfriend are always nice, the unexpected love confession was just the cherry on top.

Characters/Pairing(s): cat hybrid!wonwoo x gn!cat hybrid!reader

Genre: FLUFFFF

AUs/Trope Info: Hybrid! AU, Non-Idol!AU, Established relationship

Word Count: 168

Warnings: none i think

Rating: 16+

A/N: reupload of a fic I wrote for @pyeonghongrie, this is my original work.

As you bask in the remaining warmth of the setting sun, your tail swished back and forth in content, feeling the steady purring coming from your boyfriend's chest on your cheek as you lay on him.

Your boyfriend's hand slowly went from your waist to your head, stroking your hair before scratching behind your ear, purring into his chest, you nuzzle closer to him, taking in the scent of his cologne.

"I could get used to cuddling with you like this forever." You say with a sigh of content, you could make out the sound of his heart beating from behind the vibrations of his purrs, you also hear a chuckle coming from his chest.

"Me too," he pauses, taking a big breath of air through his nose before continuing to speak, "Let's spend all of our 9 lives together?"

He said, as cheesy, as that sounded, nothing seemed better than living out your days with the love of your lives.

"Yeah, let's spend our 9 lives together."

[whygalaxy]

Little Bunny

♡⃕ Relationship} Quackity x Bunny Hybrid!Fem!Reader

♡⃕ Summary} “You were found injured, Quackity is forced to take care of you. He ends up having feelings for you, and you end up going into heat."

♡⃕  TW.} Heat; NSFW; Smut; Breeding Kink; Slight Size Kink; Innocent Kink.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I’m sorry for anything. I'm sorry if this fanfic seems kinda bad, I made it while I was dying (I was sick)

You were found by Sam in the middle of the forest, injured, looking like you had been attacked by some type of predator. You were so small and fragile. A little hybrid bunny, you couldn't stay here alone… Sam felt sorry for you, and decided to help you.

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“I’m not keeping her!” Quackity says in an irritated tone while smoking his cigar. Sam lets out an irritated sigh, "Come on Quackity, she's hurt, I can't keep her, I have to monitor Dream!" He counters. Quackity grumbled, rolling his eyes, you were useless to him. You were so small, you looked so fragile, besides being a bunny, what could you do but run and get scared? “Ugh, Right! I’ll stay with her, but if she does anything, I’ll throw her in your face!”

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“Thank you very much again, for accepting me Mr. Quackity!” You say, walking behind him like a begged puppy. Quackity rolls his eyes, it was the tenth time you've thanked him… "Okay, whatever…" He says, taking you to his office, you held a bucket with water and sponge in your little hands. “In order for you to stay here, you have to be useful.” He says, as he opens the office door, he turns to you. “You will do everything I say, do you hear me? I don’t want you to leave this office until everything is sparkling!” He says looking at you, you nod quickly. Your bunny tail was wagging anxiously.

So it was done, you obeyed everything he say. Being completely grateful to him for accepting you, you cleaned, cooked, and even ran a bath for him. Quackity hated to admit it, but he was starting to have feelings for you, you were so cute… you always did whatever he demanded, no matter what it was… He enjoyed your company, your innocent and adorable aura always made him feel better.

Everything was going well…

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“Hey Charlie, have you seen the little bunny?” Quackity asked, worried about you. Little bunny was the affectionate nickname Quackity had given you. You were always punctual, and when you were late, you always apologized, usually you counted too many carrots in your sleep. But you hadn't been anywhere in the casino all day.

“The little bunny hasn’t left her bedroom all day.” Charlie says innocently. Quackity was thoughtful, why wouldn't you leave your room all day?… Worried, he goes to your room, he tries to open the door but… it's locked… He found that strange, you never left your room locked… " Bunny? Is everthing okay?" he asked, but didn't receive any response.

Worried, he takes the spare key to your room and unlocks the door. He enters and closes the door. Only to find you, totally naked, your little fingers inside your tiny pussy, trying to give you some kind of pleasure… Ah, what a lovely sight… You were in heat…

"Little Bunny?" Quackity calls out, you were startled by his sudden voice. You quickly remove your fingers from inside you, sitting on the bed with your legs closed, your cheeks red with embarrassment as you looked at him, breathing heavily.

“My poor little bunny… you need help, don't you?…” Quackity says in a cocky smile, locking the bedroom door. You nod desperately, tears in your big eyes. You needed him to touch you… Fill you…

He walks over to your bed, sitting next to you. You invitingly open your legs, wanting him to touch you, and he does.

He starts rubbing your clit, feeling how wet you were. So he sticks two fingers inside you, they slide in easily because of how wet you were. You moan, never feeling this stretched, his fingers being so much bigger than yours. Quackity moves his fingers in and out quickly, making you moan and cry. You were so sensitive…

“Quackity… Please…” You beg, desperate to have his cock fill you. You were a needy little thing… He smiles, removing his fingers from inside you, you whimper at the loss of contact. He takes off his clothes, letting out a satisfied sigh when his erection is finally free, you look at his cock, drooling, it was big and thick… It made you want him even more.

He grabbed a handful of your hair, placing your head against the pillow. He grabs your hips, lifting them up and holding them tightly. Your bunny tail was wagging happily, and your pussy was wet in a way that invited him.

So, he shoves hiscock inside your tiny tight hole. You scream in pain and pleasure, having never felt so stretched before, Quackity gives you time to adjust, before starting to fuck you hard. His thrusts were fast and strong.

You moaned loudly with pleasure, very sensitive due to your heat. Quackity's thrusts were strong, his cock constantly hitting your bruised womb, threatening to enter at any moment. He grabs your bunny ears, making you cum, since your ears were so sensitive.

“Quackity!” You cry out, your hot walls squeezing his cock tightly. This pushes him to the limit. “I’m going to cum!” He groans, you let out a moan, desperate to be filled, "Please! Come inside me! Fill me!" you beg him to cum inside you. So he does, cumming inside you, filling your womb.

Quackity pulls out of you, releasing your hips. You fall onto the mattress, completely exhausted and tired. Quackity does the same, falling to your side, he catches you and pulls you into his chest, grabbing the blanket that was on the floor and covering you both. Both panting and sweaty from the intense activity.

“Thank you… Thank you…” You whimper, snuggling into his chest, your bunny tail wagging happily. Quackity smiles, placing a kiss on your forehead. “You’re welcome, my little bunny.” he says with affection in his voice.

"I love you…." You say, smiling starting to sleep on his chest, feeling loved and protected in his big strong arms. He laughs, thinking you're an adorable little thing, you were so small, you fit perfectly in his arms. “I love you too… My little bunny”

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[magnagaruzenmon]

Hybrid Theory I

The joke is Hina like Yae who is a fox girl. Also Happy Hina day.

Overwhelming Stampede

“Hey Hiro, how are you gonna handle Hina’s heat tomorrow?” Arber, the hare hybrid, asked as he stretched out lazily on the couch, ears twitching with curiosity.

“Oh, well, you know, it’s her birthday, so I took the week off. We’re gonna check into a hotel with her favorite video games, manga, and snacks, and just… figure it out from there,” Hiro, the elephant hybrid, answered, his voice gentle but confident. His trunk twitched slightly, a telltale sign that he was already mentally preparing himself.

Arber nodded approvingly. “That’s good. I know being so close to a fox hybrid can be rough sometimes.”

Hiro gave him a long, incredulous look. “You’re one to talk. You’re a hare hybrid dating a leopard hybrid.”

Arber snorted, ears flicking back in protest. “Dude, you’ve met Minju. She’s super chill.”

“Really? Because I distinctly remember you mentioning—what was it?—ah, yeah, that she put you through the paces about a hundred times throughout her last heat.” Hiro smirked, arms crossed as he leaned back in his chair.

Arber burst out laughing. “Yeah, well, I’m a hare hybrid. I’m bred for that.” He waggled his eyebrows, puffing his chest out slightly as if it were some great honor.

“If you two don’t shut up, I swear I’m wringing both of your necks.”

Koby's voice cut through the conversation like a blade, making both of them pause. From the corner of the room, the deer hybrid was slumped against the armrest of the couch, eyes barely open, looking completely exhausted. His hair was a mess, and he had dark circles under his eyes.

Arber grinned. “Aww, what’s wrong? Not getting enough sleep?”

Koby shot him a glare but couldn’t even muster a growl. “I spent all of last night with Sakura and Mina. They both had this insane burst of energy and made me play Marvel Rivals with them all night since I’m the only friend who plays healer. I haven’t slept in thirty hours.” He closed his eyes briefly, only to grimace. “Everything is too damn sensitive right now.”

Hiro let out a low whistle. “Damn, at least tell me you ranked up.”

Koby exhaled heavily and cracked one eye open. “…Top rank.”

Arber and Hiro exchanged glances before breaking into laughter.

“Damn, man. You’re suffering, but at least you came out on top,” Arber said, clapping Koby on the shoulder.

“Barely,” Koby grumbled, but there was the tiniest hint of pride in his voice.

“Well, at least your suffering is over. You can sleep now,” Hiro offered.

Koby scoffed, shifting to get more comfortable. “Yeah, if you two would shut up for five minutes.”

Arber grinned mischievously. “No promises.”

Koby groaned, pulling a blanket over his head as Arber and Hiro shared another laugh. The conversation was just starting to wind down when their group’s self-proclaimed “little sister” burst into the room, practically vibrating with excitement.

Riku, the wolf hybrid, had her tail wagging wildly behind her as she practically bounced on her feet. “Guys, you won’t believe it!”

Koby let out another groan from under the blanket. “Please tell me this is news worth losing sleep over,” he grumbled.

Hiro chuckled. “Let me guess, you finally bagged a baddie?”

Koby, still buried under the blanket, lifted one arm to point vaguely in Riku’s direction. “I’m calling it now—Cougar hybrid.”

Riku’s ears perked up, and her tail stilled as she stared at him in shock. “Wait, how did you know?”

Arber cackled, while Hiro shook his head, muttering, “Damn, Deer senses go crazy.”

Koby finally sat up, rubbing his eyes as he smirked. “ You know that's not it Riku…Call it insight,” he teased, stretching his long limbs before leaning back lazily against the couch. His large antlers barely avoided knocking over the lamp behind him. “That, and the fact that she’s Sakura’s friend—Yunjin, right?”

Riku’s jaw dropped. “What?!”

Koby grinned, clearly enjoying himself. “Yeah, last time I was hanging out with Kura and Mina, Yunjin saw your picture on my phone. She asked your name and said you looked ‘so cool.’”

Arber and Hiro immediately burst into laughter, and Arber clapped Riku on the back. “Damn, she was scoping you out before you even met? You’ve got a secret admirer, little sis!”

Riku, still recovering from the shock, looked at Koby with something between awe and suspicion. “So, you’ve just been sitting on this info?”

Koby shrugged, looking entirely too relaxed. “Figured you’d find out eventually. Guess today’s the day.”

Riku huffed before crossing her arms. “Well, thank you for being my unexpected wingman, I guess.”

Koby smirked. “Don’t thank me yet. Cougar hybrids, especially females, are crazy. So, be careful.”

Riku’s ears twitched nervously at that, but there was an undeniable excitement in her eyes as well. “…Okay,” she said, more to herself than anyone else.

Arber nudged Hiro. “Yeah, she’s so gonna ignore that warning.”

Hiro nodded. “One hundred percent.”

Riku shot them both a glare, but the huge grin on her face betrayed her excitement.

Koby sighed and pulled the blanket back over his head. “I’m done with you people. Wake me up when Riku inevitably needs advice on handling a Cougar hybrid girlfriend.”

Riku gasped, ears flattening. “She is not my girlfriend!”

Arber smirked. “Yet.”

Hiro grinned. “Give it a week.”

As the guys laughed and Riku tried (and failed) to hide her flustered expression, Koby let out one last groan from under the blanket. “I regret everything.”

But the small, amused huff that escaped him said otherwise.

The group was still lounging around when the scent of something warm and sweet filled the air, a mix of vanilla and spice. It was a dead giveaway even before the sound of heels clicking against the pavement signaled the arrival of Hiro’s ride.

“Hiro~” Hina’s voice rang out in a sing-song tone as she stepped into view. The fox hybrid was dressed casually, but the confident sway of her tail and the way her golden eyes gleamed made it clear she had something mischievous planned. “Ready to go, birthday boy?”

Hiro stood up, stretching his massive frame. “Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.” He turned to say his goodbyes to the group, but before he could, Hina’s arms were already around one of his, hugging it close as she grinned up at him.

“You know,” she purred, tilting her head playfully, “I could just take you home right now and eat you up right now.”

There was a beat of silence.

Then Arber howled with laughter. “Oh my god—she didn’t even hesitate!”

Riku choked on air while covering her face, ears twitching violently. “Hina, please! There are children here!”

“I am older than you,” Hina pointed out smugly, bopping Riku’s nose with a perfectly manicured finger.

Hiro sighed, but his ears were slightly red as he ran a hand over his face. “Can you not say that in front of everyone?”

Hina’s tail swished as she smirked. “Why? It’s true.”

Arber wiped a fake tear from his eye. “She’s ruthless, bro. Ruthless.”

Before Hiro could formulate a response, another voice chimed in from behind them.

“Am I interrupting something, or is this my kind of conversation?”

Minju, Arber ’s leopard hybrid girlfriend, walked up with her usual effortless confidence, her sharp eyes glancing between Hina and Hiro with amusement. She was wearing a sleek black jacket over a casual outfit, her tail flicking in interest.

Arber, grinning wide, practically hopping over to her. “Babe! Perfect timing. Hina just said she was gonna eat Hiro alive, and I think I need a transcript of what happens next.”

Minju snorted before giving Arber a quick, playful flick to the forehead. “You’re such a menace.”

Hina, still hugging Hiro’s arm, turned to Minju with an exaggerated sigh. “See? This is why I like you. You get it.”

Minju smirked. “I do.” Then she turned to Hiro, raising an eyebrow. “You gonna survive?”

Hiro groaned. “Can we please move on?”

Minju shrugged. “Sure. But only because I’m starving.”

Arber gasped dramatically. “Oh my god, Minju too?! Is no man safe tonight?!”

Minju rolled her eyes but smirked. “I meant for dinner, idiot.”

Riku, recovering from her earlier embarrassment, perked up. “Wait, we should get dinner! We haven’t all hung out in a while.”

Hina hummed, considering. “I could spare Hiro for a couple more hours.”

Hiro sighed in relief. “Thank you.”

“For now,” she added with a wink.

Hiro groaned again as the group laughed.

Arber stretched. “Alright, so where are we eating? ‘Cause if we’re all about to be eaten alive, I at least wanna die on a full stomach.”

Hina and Minju exchanged a glance before answering at the same time:

“Korean BBQ.”

The group immediately agreed, and with that, they all headed off for dinner, still teasing Hiro along the way.

The Korean BBQ restaurant was lively, filled with the scent of sizzling meat and the hum of conversation. As the group settled in, laughter and the clinking of glasses filled the air.

Just as they were getting comfortable, Riku’s ears perked up, and she grinned. “Oh, look who else is here!”

Yunjin, along with her friends Chaewon and Kazuha, happened to be dining at the same restaurant. The trio of hybrids—Yunjin, a cougar; Chaewon, a cheetah-dog hybrid; and Kazuha, a dog hybrid—waved excitedly before making their way over. With some quick rearranging, they joined Arber, Hiro, Riku, Hina, Minju, and Koby at the table, turning the dinner into an even bigger gathering.

Once the first round of meat, sides, and soju was passed around, everyone was feeling lighter, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. With that ease came teasing, as expected.

“So, Koby,” Minju started with a smirk, swirling her soju glass, “when are you finally gonna settle down?”

Koby, mid-bite, raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”

Minju leaned in slightly, her leopard tail flicking with amusement. “I know a nice lady who’d adore you. She’s a rabbit hybrid, though, so you’d have to be careful.”

Arber nearly choked on his drink before bursting into laughter. “Oh my god, you’re seriously trying to set Koby up with Eunbi?!” He wiped a tear from his eye. “You do realize this man already has Mina and Sakura, right?”

Koby sighed, shaking his head as he reached for more food.

Minju waved off Arber’s remark with an exaggerated flick of her wrist. “Please. It’s only physical with them, and I know our little romantic here wants something with a bit more heart.”

Koby scoffed. “I don’t recall asking for matchmaking services.”

Hiro chuckled as he refilled his drink. “What about that cowgirl you were talking to? She was so nice.”

Koby tilted his head, considering for a moment before replying, “Oh Jeewon? Um yeah, she ended up with that buffalo hybrid—Isaac, the rugby player. Good dude I played against him a couple of times” He waved his hand dismissively before Hiro could ask another. “And before you bring up anyone else—Haseul’s with Lance, the falcon hybrid, and Jihyo just wasn’t interested.”

The group collectively nodded at that, chewing thoughtfully before Minju spoke again, tapping her chopsticks against her plate. “Alright, so this is the year, then.”

“The year for what?” Koby asked, already dreading the answer.

“The year you finally find a mate,” Riku declared with a grin, pointing her chopsticks at him like a judge handing down a sentence.

“Unanimous decision,” Arber added, smirking.

Koby groaned and leaned back, stretching his arms. “Oh, for the love of—”

His sleeves rode up slightly with the motion, revealing something that immediately caught Chaewon and Kazuha’s attention—faint, iridescent scales peeking out from under the tattoos on his forearms along with gentle spots that hovered above them. Their sharp hybrid eyes didn’t miss the even fainter traces of wolf-like features either.

Yunjin, ever the bold one, pointed at his arm. “Hey, Koby, what’s with the scales?”

The table, which had been lively just moments ago, quieted slightly.

Koby blinked before lowering his arms, eyes flicking to Hiro and Riku, the only ones who didn’t seem surprised.

“Oh,” he said casually, rolling up his sleeve properly now. The dim restaurant lighting caught the faint gleam of his unusual features. “I’m a tribrid—Stag, Alligator, and African hound.”

Silence.

Chaewon and Kazuha exchanged glances, while Minju, Arber, and Yunjin stared in mild shock. Hina, who had been refilling her drink, paused mid-pour.

Arber was the first to speak. “Wait—what?”

Minju narrowed her eyes slightly, clearly processing. “That’s… not a common mix.”

Koby exhaled, leaning his elbows on the table, his expression unreadable. “Yeah. That’s because I was one of Dr. Ginis’s worldwide experiments.”

The air in the room shifted instantly, the easygoing atmosphere deflating under the weight of his words.

Minju’s tail stilled. Yunjin, who was usually quick with a joke, pressed her lips together. Even Arber, always the loudest, sat back slightly, looking uncertain.

Riku glanced around at their reactions and huffed. “Oh, come on. Why do you all look like someone died?”

Hiro nodded in agreement, taking a sip of his soju. “Yeah, I mean, we’ve known for ages.”

Koby smirked slightly at their reactions. “Relax, guys. It’s not like I’m about to grow extra limbs or breathe fire on you.”

Kazuha, still watching him closely, finally spoke. “It’s just… a lot to process.”

Chaewon nodded. “Dr. Ginis’s experiments are infamous.”

Koby shrugged. “Yeah, well, I’m me, not some lab project.” He reached for another piece of meat as if the conversation wasn’t heavy. “Anyway, pass the kimchi.”

Yunjin, after a beat, chuckled and nudged Chaewon. “Damn. You’re over here acting like he’s some tragic backstory villain. Koby’s just vibing.”

Arber snapped his fingers. “Exactly! Dude’s still the same guy who complains about losing sleep and refuses to let anyone else touch the grill.”

Koby rolled his eyes but smirked. “Damn right.”

The tension finally lifted, replaced by laughter as Arber dramatically shoved a plate of meat in front of Koby. “Alright, Mr. Science Experiment, go on, do your thing.”

Koby muttered something about idiots, but he didn’t protest as he took over the grill, expertly flipping the meat.

As conversations picked back up and drinks were poured again, the moment passed. Koby was still Koby.

And with that, dinner went on, just as lively as before.

After Dinner Hina began to feel the heat on her cheeks. Hiro being the excellent boyfriend was sent the money to pay for their food and drinks before leaving with Hina.

Here’s the scene of Hina and Hiro checking into the hotel, setting up a warm yet teasing dynamic before her heat fully kicks in.

The cool night air did little to soothe the warmth creeping up Hina’s skin. By the time she and Hiro stepped out of the restaurant, the telltale signs of her heat were already beginning to settle in—her body felt too warm, her senses too sharp, and most of all, Hiro’s scent was becoming too much.

Hina swallowed as she clung to his arm, pressing slightly closer than usual as they walked toward their hotel. “You’re such a good boyfriend, you know that?” she murmured, glancing up at him through her lashes.

Hiro chuckled, his large hand resting on her lower back as he guided her inside. “That’s just because I paid for dinner, isn’t it?”

“Mmm,” she hummed, her tail swishing lazily. “Maybe. Or maybe it’s because you booked us a nice hotel so I can have a very comfortable birthday.”

He huffed out a laugh as they approached the front desk. “I should’ve known you’d be extra clingy the moment it started creeping up on you.”

The receptionist, a squirrel hybrid, greeted them politely, eyes flicking to Hina, who was subtly shifting closer to Hiro, clearly fighting the instinctual need to bury herself in his scent. Hiro, ever the composed one, smoothly handled the check-in process while Hina nuzzled against his shoulder, enjoying his warmth.

Once they had their keycards, they made their way to the elevator, and the moment the doors closed, Hina let out a dramatic sigh, pressing herself fully against Hiro’s side. “Ugh, it’s starting now.”

Hiro looked down at her with a smirk. “You gonna make it upstairs, or am I carrying you?”

Hina tilted her head, golden eyes playful. “Tempting offer. But I think you’d enjoy that too much.”

He chuckled as the elevator dinged and opened to their floor. “C’mon, drama queen. Almost there.”

When they finally entered their room, the cool, crisp air-conditioning provided some relief for Hina—though it was nothing compared to the comfort of Hiro’s scent filling the space. She sighed as she kicked off her shoes and stretched, tail flicking lazily. “Mmm, okay, this was a good idea.”

Hiro set their bags down and pulled out the essentials—water, snacks, a neatly packed bag of Hina’s favorite games and manga. “Told you I’d take care of everything.”

Hina flopped onto the bed, sprawling out comfortably before grinning up at him. “You are the best boyfriend.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You say that now.”

She stretched, her shirt riding up slightly, her smile turning playful. “Oh, I’ll be saying it a lot more before the week is over.”

Hiro exhaled, shaking his head with a half-smile as he tossed a blanket over her. “Go rest before you start testing my patience.”

Hina laughed but happily curled into the bed, already feeling the warmth of her heat settle deeper. It was going to be a long week—but she was in good hands. And that was all she needed.

Hina barely made it to the restroom before her heat hit her like a truck. She furiously stripped out of her clothes and ran back out to Hiro.

“Fuck me. Fuck me now!” Hina demanded as she tore into Hiro’s clothes in between fervent ravaging kisses. Hiro barely had time to process before his cock was out and Hina pushed him to the ground. Her scent was sweet and overwhelming as she started to ride her boyfriend. Her thighs quivered as she tightened around his hips before rolling hers into his crotch.

“Fucking breed me!” Hina demanded “Mark me. Let every other hybrid know I’m just your slut!” Hina growled as she fucked herself on Hiro’s cock. Hina moaned.

“Your second trunk always fills me so well,” she comes before cumming All over Hiro’s cock. The next few days Hina spent Fucking and fucking until she couldn’t walk straight anymore

[shaybae1114]

Hybrid wolf pack x hybrid bunny reader part 2

"Fuck. That was hot." You startled out of your haze at the sound of a new voice. Looking  by the chair you saw 3 more alpha males taking in the erotica scene infront of them. Darius chuckled at the sight of your wide eyes and the sound of your racing heart.

  "I figured you hadn't noticed them come in. From left to right theres Vinn, Raine, and Callum. We will do proper introductions later for now they will keep there distance." His order clear to his brothers he didn't want to risk scarring there new little bunny away. You couldn't help but take in the sight of the other three alphas the whole pack was a sight. This was really happening these wolves where wanting you even when the other rabbits hadn't. Darius started to nibble and suck on your neck making you moan softly tightening around his cock as he finally started to pull out. He chuckled softly and stepped back allowing his brothers to take in the sight of his seed dripping out of your needy cunt.

"Look at her poor pussy just got stuffed full but it's still clenching around nothing." Darius said spreading her pussy lips open. Vinn, Raine, and Callum growled at the exotic sight. Vinn was taller then Raine and Callum sporting blonde hair and green eyes standing closer to 6'3" Darius being the same height but with black hair and Gold eyes. Raine stood a solid 6ft with black hair and blue eyes that looked like clear pools of water. Callum was alittle shorter then Raine with red hair and green eyes. All three of them where holding on to a small thread of control as the scent of your arousal started to flood there scenses.

"So what made you decide to shack up with a bunch of filthy wolves?" Raine asked his blue eyes flickering with distrust. No matter how badly he wanted to ravish you his job was to protect his brothers and Darius hadn't even had him meet you before deciding to take you in.

  "It's more like your Alpha is crazy for actually accepting me." You stated calmly revealing the brand that had been placed on your shoulder. The S was off putting for most it stood for shame most hybrids tossed any who bared the brand aside showing no mercy. Before you could blink Vinn had you in his arms placing a gentle kiss on to the brand.

  "All of us have scars to. The shaming brand is a awful ritual and most people who bare the brand didn't actually deserve it." He whispered softly glaring at Raine.

"Vinn settle Raine was just trying to look out for us." Callum stated. Darius took in your relaxed expression and decided not to kick Vinn of the bed.

"I'm sorry little one can Cal and I come closer?" Raine asked holding back a whimper, he didn't want to admit he was jealous of Vinn getting his hands on you first. Blushing softly you gave a soft nod. Cal groaned in relief him and Raine moving together. While Vinn had you settled in his lap your back flush to his chest Cal and Raine sat infront of you one on each side.

Cal reached out and grabbed your ankle drawing soft shapes along your calf slowly trailing up your thigh always just barely avoiding your dripping cunt. Darius smirked moving to his chair to take in the scene playing out before him. He knew none of his brothers would do anything tell he said so, even if there cute rabbit started to beg. And where you ready to start begging. Vinn, Raine, and Callum where all touching you with soft gentle touches. Vinn having access to your neck and shoulders was trailing little nips and soft kisses repeating the action by ending with a nip to your ear. Raine was running his hand up and down your front never squeezing or pulling on your breast just soft subtle touches.

"Please." You whispered out with need.

"Your asking the wrong alphas Baby girl." Vinn growled in your ear lifting your chin to make you look at Darius. You almost came then and there Darius had stripped of the last of his clothes and was watching silently. He screamed dominance.

  "Darius please... can they touch me?" You asked feeling tears pricking at your eyes the need to be filled was only getting stronger. Darius tilted his head and chuckled darkly.

"I don't know sweetheart. The boys seem to be enjoying themselves just fine right now. Why rush things?" You whinned at his clear denial. And let out a broken sound as Raine gave your nipple a soft tug.

"Please please please Alpha." You sobbed out. You needed to come so bad and the teasing was becoming to much. Darius groaned taking  in the fat tears falling down your cheeks your eyes holding his begging for him. He couldn't help but give his cock a hard tug which ofcourse grabbed your attention. You licked your lips softly.

  "Go ahead." Was the only words that left his mouth but it put the other alphas into movement. Vinn pulled you back further onto his lap his back pressed against the head board his hard cock was pressed against your tail. Callum didn't hesitate at the site of you being spread wide for them. You let out a startled cry as his mouth closed in on your clit sucking roughly one of his thick finger slipping into your dripping heat. Raine on the other hand wanted your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock. Moving himself up. He grabbed Vinns hands guiding them to start playing with your breast Vinn groaned into your hair humping against your tail as he gave one of your nipples a rough pull. You gasped and as your mouth opened Raine placed the head of his cock on your tongue.

"Fuck princess keep your jaw lose and breath threw your nose okay." Raine snarled leaning against the wall right above the head board. He was in the perfect position he could look down and see your pretty eyes as he started to fuck your mouth.

"Callum your being to gentle she not even paying attention to the fact your face is buried in her little cunt." Darius stated from his seat where he was stroking his own cock. Callum snarled at Darius words and pulled his fingers out of your cunt replacing them with his thick tongue. Using his fingers that where wet with your own need he slowly pushed one into your puckered rim. You startled jumping slightly.

"Shhhh Doll it's okay if your gonna take one of us in your perfect ass Callum has to stretch you. But he'll make it real good for you." Vinn whispered with reassurance his chin rested on your shoulder as he just fiddled with your breast. As Callum began to push his finger into your ass Vinn reached down to rub circles on your clit to distract you from the burning sensation. Raine was close to losing control he knew his brothers need to stretch you properly but they couldn't see the look on your face. Your mouth full of cock whimpering and whining as they stretch your holes to make sure you could take them both. Your pretty eyes shinning with unshed tears and full of need. Between Vinns fingers on your clit and callums tongue fucking your cunt  you came hard nearly chocking on his cock eyes rolling back. He roared pulling out of your mouth covering your face and chest in his cum.

"Fuck Raine!" Darius snarled standing quickly grabbing one of the discarded shirts from the floor. Vinn and Callum stopped and pulled back Callum getting up to his knees. While Vinn pulled your head back to keep the cum from dripping down your face anymore then it already had.  "Close your eyes slowly sweetheart. I have to make sure it doesn't get in your eyes." Darius sighed wiping up your face.

"Wow Raine never seen you just go off like that dude." Vinn chuckled out as a soft giggle escaped your lips. Raine groaned running his fingers threw his hair. It was clear it was embarrassed but all four alphas froze watching as you licked your lips savoring the taste of Raines cum.

"Now that was hot." You laughed out making the alphas relax.

"I'm sorry princess I should have warned you to close your eyes. But fuck you where just so pretty eyes all fucked out and full of tears." He snarled leaning in for a heated kiss. Enjoying the fact your mouth tasted of him. Darius stood back up pulling Raine back with a growl he kissed you next.

"Raine stand back for now." Darius ordered once he broke the kiss. Turning he returned to his seat and motioned for Vinn and Callum to continue. Raine winked at you in reassurance as he stood with his hands behind his back.

"Luckily baby doll Raines little stunt distracted you enough you didn't even notice callum had gotten three fingers into your pretty asshole. And now where gonna rock your world." Vinn said happily as Callum pulled you forward. Vinn dragged his cock along your dripping cunt to get him wet. He slid back spreading your ass cheeks. "God your little fucking bunny tail is so cute it's wiggling. Are you excited to get some cock in your pretty holes. Baby doll." Vinn growled out as he slowly pushed his way into you tight asshole. You let out a soft sob it burned you'd never been taken there before and even with them prepping you the sensation was overwhelming. Callum places soft kisses to your face.

  "Your doing so good little one take Vinns thick cock in your little hole like it was made for him." Callum whispered in-between the kisses. You whinned at the feeling of Vinn final being fully inside.

"Fuck baby doll your little ass is squeezing me so tight don't think I could move right now even if I wanted to." Vinn groaned nipping at your ear.

"Callum go ahead give her needy cunt your cock." Darius ordered stocking his cock faster Enjoying the pathetic look on your face. "I know sweetheart already so full and now your about to get another thick cock. All these hard cock's just for our little bunny."

You where nolonger able to think as Callum slowly pushed his fat cock into your cunt. Unable to resist himself with his patience running thin he slammed himself all the way in his mushroom head kissing your cervix with the force. Your eyes rolled back and a silent cry left your lips. Having both holes filled you where a whimpering mess you couldn't tell if you wanted to beg them to move or to hold still. Both Alphas where praising you saying what a good girl you where being and how well you took there cocks.

"I'm gonna move now." Vinn growled. As he slowly pulled back out and slammed himself back in. As Vinn set his brutal pace Callum joined in. Your.kind was only blanking out more as one was pulling out the other was slamming as deep into you as they could. You started to sob feeling the pressure in your gut start to build you where going to come hard.

"Please. I'm going to come. I'm so close." You sobbed but just as soon as the words left your mouth you regretted it.

"Stop!" The command filled the room Vinn and Callum freezing callum was buried all the way in while Vinn would slide out the rest of the way with one wrong move.

"Noo. No please Darius I wanna come!" You cried out looking at him he smirked standing slowly.

"Callum lean back some." Callum followed the order no hesitation. You whinned as Darius roughly pulled on your nipples making you clench around Callums cock. He continued his teasing alternating between breast before reaching down and giving your clit a sharp tug as well. You cried out coming as the pain added to the pleasure.

"Continue." You gasped in panic as Vinn and Callum resumed there brutal pace working you threw your orgasm. It was to much you had just came and the overstimulating was driving you closer to another intense orgasm. Darius grabbed a handful of your hair pulling your head back to make him look at him with a whimper you tugged. He released your hair allowing you to move freely. Without a sane thought left in your head as Vinn and Callum made you cum so hard you where seeing stars you sank your little teeth into Darius's chest.

"Fuck." Vinn howled as he came hard Callum was snarling as he found his own release. There knots felling you and holding yoy in place.

"Sweetheart your really stuck with us now." Darius snarled pulling you away from his chest where your teeth had drawn blood. You had marked him. For a wolf a mark was permeant it made you mates for life. As you opened your mouth to apologize. Darius pulled your head aside sinking his own teeth into your collar.

"Fuck yes she's ours." Vinn shouted in delight making you whine since he was stilled buried deep inside you. Raine stepped forward moving some of your hair from your face.

"Bath time?" He asked with a chuckle. All of you where sweaty and covered in come.

"Yes then we will continue where we left off tell our mate is pregnant with out pups."

(Part 3?) (I didn't think it be so hard to write multiple partners but jeez. I'm now working on an orc x reader. I'm still learning tumblr so I'm sorry if you asked to be tagged and weren't.)

[davinawritings]

Just a poll for my curiosity and so I can know my readers a little better!

[serapharua]

HYBRID &TEAM reaction to smelling someone else's scent on you . . !

&team ot9 — GENRE : imagines headcanon suggestiveish fluff hybrid au — PAIRING : gn.reader — WARNING : they are pretty possessive — REQUESTED : yes <3

notes : btw dw, you as the reader didn't cheat! also minors ones are more sweet and not as extreme as the others :)

K (kangaroo hybrid) :

You were barely through the door when K’s nose twitched. He paused mid-sentence, his usual easygoing demeanor vanishing. His ears perked up, and his sharp gaze pinned you in place.

“Wait.” His voice dropped, the usual playful edge replaced by something darker. “What’s that smell?”

You blinked, confused. “What smell?”

K stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over you. His nose brushed against the crook of your neck, and his lips pressed together in a tight line.

“I scented you earlier,” he muttered, the possessiveness in his tone sending a shiver down your spine. “But now… there’s someone else’s scent on you.”

He growled softly, a low sound rumbling in his chest, and his tail flicked sharply behind him. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you closer. “Who was it?” he demanded, his voice rough.

You stammered, “It was just a friend—”

“I don’t care who it was,” K interrupted, his forehead pressing against yours. His breath was hot, his touch firm. “You’re mine. No one else gets to leave their scent on you.”

Before you could respond, K’s lips found your neck, brushing over the spot where he had marked you earlier. His hands tightened on your hips as he nuzzled into your skin, the warmth of his breath sending tingles down your spine.

“You’ll smell like me again,” he murmured, his voice softer now but no less intense. “Only me.”

FUMA (panda hybrid) :

Fuma greeted you with his usual calm smile when you entered the room, but it faltered the moment you stepped closer. His nose twitched, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

“Hey…” he said softly, his voice holding a sharpness you weren’t used to. “Why do you smell like that?”

“Like what?” you asked, setting your bag down.

“Not like me,” he replied bluntly, his gaze dropping to the spot on your shoulder where he’d nuzzled earlier that morning. His expression was calm but unreadable, and that made it even more unsettling.

Before you could answer, Fuma crossed the room in a few strides. His hand cupped your chin gently but firmly, tilting your head up so he could meet your eyes. “You let someone else get too close, didn’t you?”

“It’s not what you think,” you began, but Fuma’s other hand slid to your waist, holding you in place as he leaned in to sniff your neck.

“Doesn’t matter what I think,” he said softly, his lips brushing against your ear, “it’s what I know.”

There was no aggression in his touch, just quiet, unyielding resolve. Fuma pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes fluttering shut. “You’re mine,” he murmured, his usual gentle tone laced with possessiveness.

Without waiting for a response, Fuma buried his face into your neck, breathing deeply as if to erase any trace of the foreign scent clinging to your skin. His arms tightened around you, pulling you flush against his chest.

“You’re not going anywhere until I make sure they know you belong to me,” he whispered, a rare edge to his voice as his lips ghosted over your jawline.

NICHOLAS (doberman hybrid) :

Nicholas was lounging on the couch when you walked into the room, a content smile on his face. His ears perked up at the sound of your footsteps, but the second you got closer, his smile faded, replaced by a sharp furrow of his brow.

“Wait,” he said, sitting up straighter, his nose twitching. “What is that?”

“What’s what?” you asked, confused.

“That smell,” Nicholas muttered, standing up in a flash. His tall frame loomed over you as he stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. He sniffed the air, his focus honing in on you like a laser. “Who the hell have you been with?”

“No one—”

“Don’t lie to me,” he growled, his voice low and guttural as his Doberman instincts kicked in. He took another step closer, his sharp, dark eyes fixed on you, the heat of his presence making your pulse quicken.

Nicholas grabbed your wrist gently but firmly, pulling you toward him. His nose skimmed along your neck, inhaling deeply. The muscle in his jaw tightened as his grip on your wrist softened, but his tone didn’t lose its edge.

“I just scented you this morning,” he said, his voice quieter but no less intense. “And now you’re walking around smelling like someone else? Do you have any idea what that does to me?”

You tried to explain, but Nicholas wasn’t listening. His hands slid to your waist, pulling you impossibly close. His lips brushed against your ear as he whispered, “You’re mine, and I don’t like sharing.”

His possessiveness wasn’t aggressive, but it was undeniably dominant. Nicholas pressed his forehead against yours, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an unwavering intensity.

“I’ll fix this,” he murmured, his voice softening but still holding that commanding undertone. His hands traced up your sides before tilting your chin up. “Because there’s no way I’m letting anyone think they can have what’s mine.”

Without waiting for a response, Nicholas buried his face into your neck, his nose brushing against your skin as he inhaled deeply again. His lips ghosted over your collarbone as if reclaiming every inch of you.

EJ (sloth bear hybrid) :

EJ was sitting at the dining table, absentmindedly working on a LEGO set when you walked in. His face lit up as he spotted you, but the second you got closer, his expression shifted. His nose twitched subtly, his usual soft gaze sharpening with curiosity—and something darker.

“Wait,” he said, his voice low and calm, but his words carried a weight that made you pause. “What… is that smell?”

“What smell?” you asked innocently, but EJ’s brows furrowed, and he leaned forward in his seat. His sharp senses kicked in, and his sloth-bear-like ears twitched slightly as he focused on you.

He pushed his chair back, standing to his full height, towering over you. His usually relaxed demeanor was replaced by something more intense as he closed the distance between you. “You smell different,” he murmured, his voice dropping an octave.

“EJ, it’s probably nothing—”

“No,” he interrupted, shaking his head slightly. “It’s not nothing.” His hand gently grasped your arm, guiding you closer to him. His nose brushed against your shoulder, inhaling deeply. The scent he picked up wasn’t his—it wasn’t his scent lingering on you, the one he’d left earlier that morning when he’d nuzzled into your neck before leaving for the day.

He leaned back slightly, his soft brown eyes darkened with a quiet possessiveness. “I scented you this morning,” he said, his tone still calm but edged with a subtle growl. “And now you’re carrying someone else’s scent? Who?”

His question wasn’t loud, but it didn’t need to be. There was something commanding in the way he spoke, something firm yet measured, like he was giving you the space to answer but wouldn’t tolerate anything less than the truth.

“I just—bumped into someone, that’s all,” you tried to explain.

EJ’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Bumped into them enough for their scent to linger?” he asked, his tone soft but laced with quiet tension.

His free hand slid to your waist, anchoring you in place as his eyes searched yours. Then, without warning, he buried his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply. His warm breath tickled your skin as his grip on you tightened just slightly.

“That’s better,” he murmured against your skin, his voice tinged with satisfaction. His lips brushed the side of your neck in a fleeting, barely-there touch, almost like he was marking his territory without saying a word.

“You’re mine,” EJ whispered, pulling back to meet your gaze. His eyes softened, but the intensity in them didn’t waver. “Don’t forget that, okay?

YUMA (ermine hybrid) :

moment you stepped into the room. His nose twitched slightly, and his usually laid-back expression hardened. His ears—subtle but unmistakably hybrid—perked up, and his tail flicked in a way that betrayed his sudden agitation.

“Wait,” he called, his tone calm but firm as he stepped toward you. “Come here for a second.”

You tilted your head in confusion but approached him anyway. “What’s wrong?”

His amber gaze narrowed as he leaned in close, the tip of his nose brushing against your shoulder. His nostrils flared as he caught the scent—one that wasn’t his own.

“What’s this?” he asked quietly, though his voice carried a certain edge. His hand reached out, curling gently around your wrist as he pulled you even closer.

“What do you mean?” you asked innocently, though you could feel the heat rising in your cheeks under his intense scrutiny.

Yuma’s lips curved into a slight frown as he tilted his head, his nose now trailing just above your collarbone. “This scent,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth, but the tension in it was unmistakable. “It’s not mine.”

Your heart raced as you tried to explain. “I ran into someone earlier—literally bumped into them. It’s not a big deal—”

“Not a big deal?” he interrupted, pulling back just enough to look you in the eyes. His gaze was sharp, yet there was a flicker of something vulnerable in it. “I scented you this morning. I made sure everyone knew you were mine.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine as his grip on your wrist tightened ever so slightly—not enough to hurt, but enough to keep you anchored in place. His free hand found its way to your waist, his fingers splaying possessively.

“Yuma,” you began, but he silenced you by leaning in closer, his breath ghosting over your ear.

“Let me fix this,” he whispered, his voice softer now but no less commanding. His lips brushed your neck, and he pressed his nose to your skin, inhaling deeply as if to erase any trace of the offending scent.

His arms wrapped around you, holding you close as he let out a small, satisfied hum. “There,” he said, pulling back just enough to smirk at you. “Now you smell like me again.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” you muttered, though your cheeks were flushed.

“Maybe,” Yuma admitted with a light chuckle, his usual playful demeanor returning. “But I don’t care. You’re mine, and I’ll make sure everyone knows it.”

JO (arctic fox hybrid) :

Jo’s sharp ears twitched as he caught the faint scent in the air, immediately aware of the subtle change. His gentle smile faltered for just a moment, replaced by a more serious expression as his nose subtly wrinkled. He could smell something… or rather, someone else on you. His usually soft voice took on a slight edge.

“Wait, what’s that scent?”

You paused, sensing the shift in his mood, as his amber eyes focused intently on you. He stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate, his posture protective. His tail—white and soft—flicked slightly behind him, an unconscious reflection of his concern.

“I was just at the café earlier,” you explained, trying to brush off the sudden change in atmosphere. “Nothing to worry about.”

Jo didn’t seem convinced. His eyes narrowed slightly as he tilted his head, his nose drifting to your neck where the scent was most prominent. He wasn’t being gentle now; he was focused, trying to figure out what had happened.

“No, it’s not just that.” His voice was calm, though there was a hint of possessiveness in his tone. “I can smell it… someone else.”

The way his gaze held you felt intense, his usual shyness momentarily fading as his instincts kicked in. Jo was fiercely protective of those he cared about, and right now, it was clear that his thoughts were entirely centered on you.

“I don’t like it,” he muttered under his breath, his hand reaching out to lightly touch your arm, a soft touch but firm enough to keep you close. His eyes were searching, as if he was trying to make sure that no one else had dared to mark you, not in the way that he did.

“Jo, it’s not—”

“I know,” he interrupted, stepping even closer, now leaning in to rest his nose against your neck. His breath was warm against your skin as he inhaled deeply, his hands on your shoulders guiding you to stay close to him. “But I can still smell them. It’s not right.”

His voice dropped to a whisper, almost possessive as he pressed his lips gently to the spot where he’d just scented. “I’ll fix it, don’t worry.”

You felt a slight pressure as Jo wrapped his arms around you, holding you gently but with a protective finality. His fur was soft against your cheek as he nuzzled closer, his body acting as a shield, his scent now mixing with yours, trying to overpower any trace of the foreign scent.

“I don’t want anyone else to get too close to you,” he murmured, his voice softer now, but still laced with possessiveness. “You’re mine.”

You could feel his presence radiating warmth as he continued to hold you, his possessiveness clearly evident, even as his usual gentle and shy demeanor came back into play. He wasn’t angry, just… protective, in a way that felt both comforting and intimate.

HARUA (bunny hybrid) :

Harua’s soft, twitching ears perked up as he caught the unfamiliar scent on you. His usual sweet and shy demeanor instantly shifted to a more cautious state as his sensitive nose picked up on the change. His large, expressive eyes flickered nervously, looking for any sign of what had caused the shift.

He approached you, his usual calmness replaced by a slight unease. “Did… did someone else get close to you?” His voice was soft, almost hesitant, as if he didn’t want to accuse you of anything but couldn’t help but be bothered by the unfamiliar trace.

You could see the way his bunny ears drooped slightly, a clear sign that something was bothering him. His instincts were heightened—after all, as a hybrid, his senses were more attuned to the slightest changes in scent. He wasn’t mad, but there was a vulnerability to him in this moment.

“I don’t know… maybe just some cologne or something?” you offered, trying to brush it off with a smile, but Harua wasn’t convinced. He leaned closer, his nose brushing against your neck as his breath hitched slightly, inhaling deeply to confirm the scent.

His hands gently cupped your face, his grip soft but firm as if to steady himself. His gaze softened a little, though the flicker of possessiveness didn’t completely vanish. “It’s not just cologne, is it?” He wasn’t angry; he was just worried, protective.

Harua stepped closer, his body heat radiating against yours as he instinctively tried to shield you from whatever it was that had disturbed him. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a gentle embrace, his soft bunny ears brushing against your cheek.

“You know… you’re mine, right?” His voice was a quiet whisper, as he nuzzled into your neck, trying to mark you in his own way. He didn’t say it in a commanding tone, but there was a tenderness to it, an unspoken reassurance that he would protect you.

His bunny instincts were clearly in full swing now, the gentle but possessive nature of his hybrid form shining through. He wasn’t upset with you—he just wanted to make sure you were safe, that no one else would dare get too close. The scent had unsettled him, but now, wrapped up in his embrace, you could tell that he was starting to feel more secure.

“I don’t want anyone else getting too close,” he mumbled against your neck, his hands lightly running over your back, as if to reassure himself that you were still his. He was soft, sweet, but also deeply protective of you, and in that moment, Harua wasn’t afraid to let you know just how much he cared.

TAKI (otter hybrid) :

Taki’s attention shifted immediately when he caught the faint scent of someone else lingering around you. His otter instincts were sensitive, and the moment the unfamiliar trace hit the air, his playful energy dimmed into a protective, almost possessive mode. He had scented you earlier, and there was no mistaking that something—someone—else had gotten too close.

He turned toward you, a mischievous glint in his eyes, but there was something deeper there now—a bit of jealousy bubbling under the surface. His brows furrowed slightly, his hands unconsciously flexing as if ready to spring into action.

“You’ve been smelling like someone else…” Taki’s voice was light, but the sharpness in it betrayed the playful teasing he often used to cover up his emotions. He walked closer, sniffing the air around you as his nose twitched with curiosity.

You chuckled, brushing off his suspicion. “It’s just cologne. I was with some friends earlier.” But even as you said it, you could see the doubt in his eyes. Taki wasn’t convinced. He’d scented you earlier and could tell there was something more.

His hand reached up, brushing a stray lock of your hair behind your ear as his gaze lingered on your neck. He inhaled deeply, a slight growl rumbling in his throat. “Not just cologne,” he muttered under his breath.

Taki’s playful, flirty persona took a backseat as his protective side kicked in. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you in close with surprising force, but still gentle enough to be affectionate. “Who was it?” he asked softly, his voice laced with an edge that wasn’t there before.

You could feel his body tense against yours, his fingers lightly gripping your sides as he tightened his hold. His otter instincts were in full play, and though he wasn’t the type to get possessive, the scent of another had caused a stir within him.

Taki pressed his nose into your neck, inhaling deeply again, his warm breath sending a shiver through your body. “I don’t like this,” he murmured, his voice softer now, almost a whisper. “I just want to be the one who gets to smell you.” His lips brushed against your skin as he spoke, his words laced with a possessiveness that only someone with his heightened senses could feel.

He pulled away slightly, his eyes locking onto yours. “You’re mine, aren’t you?” His voice was teasing, but there was a serious undertone, a question that only you could answer.

Taki’s playful nature didn’t completely disappear, but it softened in the wake of his jealousy. He wasn’t angry; he was just a bit insecure, unsure of the other presence lingering near you. And in his own way, he was making it clear that he wanted to be the one closest to you.

“I’ll make sure no one else gets too close,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss your cheek, his arms still wrapped protectively around you. His otter instincts had taken over, and he wasn’t backing down.

MAKI (golden retriever hybrid) :

Maki, being the energetic and warm-hearted person that he is, usually wore his emotions openly, but today was different. When he scented you earlier, the sweet, familiar mix of your scent was enough to make him relax. But now, something was off. There was another lingering scent on you, one that hadn’t been there when he first embraced you earlier. His golden retriever instincts immediately picked up on the subtle change, and his mood shifted ever so slightly.

He watched you from across the room, his gaze narrowing just a bit as he picked up on the faint trace of someone else. His golden retriever traits made him loyal and protective, and right now, that loyalty was being tested. He could feel the pull of the new scent even more than usual, and it tugged at his confidence.

Without even realizing it, Maki had crossed the room and was standing in front of you, his eyes searching your face for any sign of what had happened.

“Hey…” he started, his voice soft but serious. “You’ve been around someone else, right?” He tried to sound casual, but his tone was tinted with a hint of concern. He wasn’t angry—no, not Maki—but he wasn’t blind to the fact that someone else’s presence was near you, and it made him feel a little uneasy.

You smiled at him, brushing it off lightly. “Oh, it’s just a friend. They gave me a hug earlier, nothing more.”

Maki’s gaze softened, but the knot of jealousy in his chest didn’t loosen. He stepped closer, his presence soothing but still intense. He lifted his hand, reaching toward you as though to confirm that everything was alright. His fingers grazed your wrist, pulling your arm gently toward him.

“Mmm, I can tell,” he said with a low chuckle, though his voice had a hint of possessiveness. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent, and then his eyes closed for a moment. His golden retriever instincts reacted to the new mix in the air, and he couldn’t help but let out a small sigh. “I like the way you smell,” he murmured, his hand gently tracing the line of your arm, “but I don’t want anyone else leaving their scent on you.”

You blinked, taken aback by his sudden confession. “Maki…”

He smiled sheepishly, brushing a hand through his hair. “I’m not mad or anything, I just… I don’t like it when someone else gets too close to you. I want to be the one who gets all of your attention.”

He then leaned in, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply as though he was trying to erase the traces of anyone else. His golden retriever instincts were alive now, and his possessiveness showed, but it was a sweet, affectionate kind of possessiveness. He just wanted to feel secure, to know that you were his and he was yours.

“Mmm, much better,” he muttered softly, his lips brushing your skin. “I want to be the one you smell like all the time. Only me.”

His arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly as if to protect you, but also to make sure no one else could get too close. His scent would mix with yours, and in his mind, that was the best reassurance of all.

“I’ll make sure no one else can leave their mark on you,” he said with a playful grin, pulling you closer to him. “I’m not letting go of you, okay?”

Word count : 3733 | serapharua, 2025.

[thrasherella]

Dragon!hybrid who absolutely on purpose accidentally gets himself and his cute lil' human coworker trapped in the supply closet while everyone else is at lunch

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"Was that the door?" she felt an uncomfortable lurch in the pit of her stomach, a little grunt escaping her as she was roughly pushed forward into the shelves.

"Fuck," he swore softly; she thought because he, like her, had realized that yes, the light 'click' they just heard was the door closing behind him, locking them inside the cramped space until someone from the outside opened the door.

The actual reason he had sworn, was because with the way they were positioned in the tiny space, her back was fully pressed against his front, and she was at the perfect height that her soft ass was jammed into his crotch.

He tried to move so that he could give her more space but it was impossible, ending up pushing further into her; she could feel her face growing hot as she became aware that his cock was nestled right up against her slit, separated by just a couple of layers of clothing. The thought of his thick, ridged cock being shoved inside her made her cunt ache, feeling a hot pang behind her naval, using every ounce of her willpower to keep herself still.

This was exactly what he wanted.

"This is the closet with the funky lock, huh?" of course she already knew the answer; everyone at the office knew this supply closet was jinxed, had an abnormally heavy door, and a lock that locked automatically from the outside as soon as the door closed, but for whatever godforsaken reason couldn't then be unlocked from the inside. She was just really, really hoping that she was wrong.

He could tell she was trying so hard to be nonchalant, but he could already smell her mounting arousal, feel the little shifts of her hips, the heat starting to radiate from her body.

She might have wanted this as much as he had.

"Yeah," he breathed, licking his lips, mouth suddenly very dry. "We're stuck until someone opens the door from the outside..." his voice trailed off, and there was a very pregnant pause, and then it was as if a sudden switch was flipped.

They were desperately grinding against one another, writhing within the small space, hips rolling and bumping as they tried to push themselves as close together as possible. She made soft moans and sighs as he hushed her gently, reminding her to be quiet.

"You don't want to get caught, do you? Or maybe you do, hnnnn? Do you like being watched?" his voice was unexpectedly low, and he felt his swelling cock throb as she gave a little whimper in response, but did not argue against him. "You do like being watched; what a dirty girl, I knew you were a freak," she heard his tail thump against the door the same time she felt his tongue, hot and wet against her ear, and she bucked her hips harder, a shiver running down her spine. She wished so badly to feel more of him, and as if he had read her mind she felt his clawed hands running up the length of her thighs, scratching her lightly, goosebumps racing along her skin.

He was unintentionally pushing her into the shelves, and she accidentally knocked over some spare boxes of pens and permanent markers, sending a couple of them clattering to the floor as one of his hands slipped under her skirt and quickly pulled aside her thin panties, pressing his digits against the outside of her soaked entrance. "Mmmmm, whoops--" one curious, insistent finger slid into her soft folds, and she was unable to stop the heady sound that fell from her lips. "You're just so wet..."

He fucked his finger in and out of her, adding a second digit, her sweet juices running down his hand and wrist as she drenched him, his unrelenting fingers brushing up against all the right spots. Mercifully, she'd found an old, spare blanket that was way back on one of the shelves, which she now pressed her face into, muffling her erotic cries.

"Fuuuck that's so hot," his breath was hot against her ear, voice again that low, rumbling tone. "Do it again..."

He made her come three more times on his fingers before he was satisfied, all the while feeling his rock hard cock grinding against her ass.

She felt a sudden molten surge of anticipation as she heard the clinking of his belt buckle being undone.

"Tell me little freak, is this your first dragon dick?" there was the soft sound of fabric hitting the floor, she felt the back of her pencil skirt being pulled up and something very hot was between her legs, pushing earnestly against her waiting pussy, her breath catching in her throat as he slowly filled her and then some, stretching her to her limit around his thick rod. She was seeing stars, feeling like he was going to split her in two as he made her take every inch of him. She had been right in her assumptions about his ridges, the extra texture rubbing against her insides in ways she hadn't felt before; it was amazing.

"Yeah," she managed to pant out, her legs already beginning to shake. "You're my first...it's so fucking good," she finished with a high pitched whimper as he gave a particularly rough shove, pushing his feet underneath hers so that she was standing on him. He held onto her hips, claws digging into her delicate skin, bouncing her up and down along his cock, pulling her back against him, using her like his little fuck toy.

Her mind clouded over, she couldn't think straight; all that she was able to process were the intense waves of pleasure that crashed over her again and again with every stroke of his cock, her pussy clenching and fluttering around his length as she came, squirting all over the floor and the shelves on front of her, his husky voice whispering and moaning in her ear.

"That's it cum for me baby...fuck you take me so well...I knew you would feel so fucking good on my dick; so wet and tight...cum for me again pretty girl..."

She became aware of something big pushing against her cunt, his rutting becoming more erratic as he fast approached his own climax.

"I'm gunna knot you," he grunted, grasping onto her hips tightly. "You're gunna look so pretty filled with my cum..." he abruptly rammed himself even deeper into her, his knot penetrating her already stuffed cunt and locking her to him as he gave a long, low growling moan, shooting her full of his hot load as he came. Her vision started to go black around the edges and she felt tingly all over, crying out in ecstasy into the blanket, coming with him for one final time.

She was overflowing with him by the time he was finished pumping out his orgasm into her, both of their juices mingling and staining much of the storage closet.

They remained entwined together as they caught their breath, his knot eventually relaxing and allowing him to slip out of her wetly, more of him dripping to the floor now that she didn't have his cock as a plug.

"You're gunna wanna clean that up before lunch hour is over," he chuckled lightly, getting his pants back on as his tail flicked against the doorknob, which turned and opened the door with ease. "By the way, the closet that does lock from the inside, is one floor up. We should really do this again sometime..."