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[obsessivevoidkitten]

The Wolf and the Rabbit

Male Alpha Wolf Hybrid Tsundere x Male Omega Bunny Hybrid Reader CW: Mildly dubious consent (Not the sex but other actions), consensual sex, knotting, being chased, pheromones, a/b/o, biting, scent marking, scent kink, underarm kink, huffing underwear, masturbation Word Count: 2k (This was written at the request of a good friend who wished to remain anon, I hope you all enjoy it. If you REALLY love it feel free to tip me at the link in my pinned post or even commission me.)

City life had gotten unbearable. The constant bills and dead-end job. The hustle and bustle of the environment. Traffic and construction. It had all just become far too much. It was suffocating and oppressive. You clearly needed a change.

And what better place for a bunny hybrid like you to live than in a nice forest. You saved up your money and sold many of your possessions to buy a nice burrow under a great oak tree.

It was everything you had hoped for. The burrow was the size of a small house. A bedroom, bathroom, living room, and small kitchen. Outside, there were plenty of wooded areas for you to forage, and clear spots near the burrow entrance allowed you to grow crops. Lettuce and carrots were a must.

One sunny day, after you had finished unpacking the last of your boxes, you decided you should explore the edges of your property. You hummed to yourself as you went along, putting any food you found in a basket. You had amassed a sizable amount of dandelion greens.

Suddenly, your ears perked up, and your nose wiggled. Something was off... you felt like you were in mortal peril...

You heard a snarl and bolted. You could hear footsteps giving chase behind you, but you didn't dare look. In no time, your pursuer caught up to you and pushed you to the forest floor. You tried to crawl away, but he flipped you over on your back, giving you a view of him for the first time.

A growling wolf man.

He leered down at you with cold eyes of steel, the blue-grey fur on his ears and tail bristling. He was much larger than you were, fairly chubby but also very muscular. His scent was that of an alpha.

“Think you can just wander into my territory and get away from me, creampuff!? No, I gotta teach you a lesson!”

Tears streamed from your eyes as you stared at his bared fangs. You were sure he had gone feral and was going to rip you to shreds. You futilely stammered out some pleas and protests. He rolled his eyes and pinned you down, putting you into a bit of a chokehold as he rubbed your head into his underarm. He continued this until you thoroughly reeked of his scent and then got off of you with a grunt and left.

“There, now you know my scent, I’m Lupin, and this is my territory, don’t come near it again!”

“I-I’m…” You muttered your name to him as he walked away, though you didn’t know why you bothered.

He hadn’t been trying to do anything sexual to you. You were an omega, but he told himself that he wasn’t interested. He was above all that and valued his solitude above all else. But as he left, he had to conceal a massive boner. That night thoughts of hunting you down and marking you all over with his smell haunted him. He had no choice but to masturbate to the thought.

The incident had a similar effect on you. You started producing quite a bit of slick. Once he had shown he had no interest in harming you, his scent became erotically stimulating, and it clung to you heavily. Of course you knew that it was not a sexually charged act and that he had only marked you because you had violated his property, but you couldn’t help jerking your cock and slipping your fingers into your slick lubed hole while thinking of him hunting, marking, and fucking you.

You just couldn’t stay away. You did for a few days, but you couldn’t resist your fantasies. So inevitably, you found yourself “accidentally” out of the bounds of your property line.

It didn’t take long for Lupin to descend upon you. He hadn’t been far, and he could detect your omega pheromones easily. It surely wasn’t because he had been brooding near the shared border of your properties in hopes that you would come by again.

You zipped away, and once more, he gave chase. This time, you knew who was there and didn’t have the same type of fear and were much more clear-headed. Your evasive skills were better as a result. The both of you enjoyed the hunt immensely. The thrill of catching and dominating you spurred him on while the rush of resistance and submission drove you.

This time, when he caught you, he made a big show of acting frustrated and annoyed at the very notion that you would dare to invade his space a SECOND time. Clearly, he had not properly put you in your place.

Feeling a bit more resistant than you did during the first encounter, you just huffed and turned away from him.

“Stubborn fucker.”

Then he did the same as he had done the first time but finished by removing his shirt and scenting it by rubbing it all over his sweaty body before forcing you to wear it. It was far too large and looked rather comical on you and steeped you in his scent even more thoroughly than you already had been.

You blushed and looked away, trying to seem undaunted as he pointed and laughed at the sight while trying not to make it apparent that seeing you in his clothing while wearing his scent wasn’t the hottest thing he had ever encountered.

He quickly left, leaving you to deal with the growing pool of slick that was soaking your pants. The wolf-man only waited until he was out of sight before he whipped out his cock and started fervently jerking off. Similarly, you didn’t make it home either before you had to pleasure yourself.

It quickly became a favorite game for both of you. You'd enter his domain and act like it wasn't on purpose, and he'd chase you away and act super annoyed when he finally caught and marked you. You'd hurl insults at him and tell him he stank, and he'd call you an idiot with no common sense.

And when the other was out of sight, you'd each fervently tend to your arousal.

Though one time when you went seeking to get scent marked, he was curiously absent. He had gone to a little marketplace where all the nearby forest dwellers gathered to trade and purchase wares. No one had told you about it yet. Lupin had a stall where he peddled foraged items and wood carvings he made.

As you ventured deeper and deeper into his land, you made sure to make a lot of noise, even resorting to straight-up shouting insults. You were about to give up and turn back when you stumbled upon his house.

It didn't appear that anyone was home, though, so you were still going to leave... right after you walked around outside a bit so he would know you had been there. Just to annoy him.

While you walked around a bit, you noticed a captivating smell. His smell. Though not very fresh, it still made you leak a bit of slick. It was wafting from an open window. You knew you should have just ignored it and that what you were doing was a massive violation, but like a moth to a flame, you climbed right in anyway.

Your sensitive nose found the source of his scent immediately, a dirty close hamper with some recently worn boxers on top. So you did what any omega bunny close to heat would do... you grabbed his boxers and put the crotch to your nose and inhaled deeply before shedding your clothes and wiggling into his warm covers.

They smelled of him too.

You continued to huff his under garment as you began to wank your cock desperately, his scent sending you fully into heat a bit earlier than expected. You alternated between slipping fingers into your naturally lubed hole and playing with your cock, but nothing satisfied you.

The self pleasure session must have lasted over an hour by the time it was interrupted by Lupin opening his room to the sight of you entirely debauched, your cum on your belly, slick pooling on his sheets, and his underwear in your hand. You stopped immediately when he entered and stated at him wide-eyed in an expression of fear mingled with surprise.

After a long silence, the wolf man finally spoke up, "What the fuck do you think you're doing you gross little weirdo!??"

The room was filled with the smell of your lust charged omega pheromones, he feigned a look of abhorrence while hoping his rapidly hardening cock didn't make a noticeable bulge in his pants.

You were blushing with embarrassment and a bit out of it due to your heat, but you managed to collect yourself.

"I was coming over to bug your grumpy ass when I went into heat... and well... even your disgusting smell will do when I'm desperate..."

The two of you traded insults, and he got slowly closer as the two of you did so.

"Your musk is really inadeq-"

He stuffed your face in his armpit before pulling away and getting into the bed with you. Your mind was fuzzy as your heat and a direct dose of his alpha pheromones claimed your senses.

"I don't... want your smelly dick in me... but it'll help my heat, so..."

You turned away, blushing even more deeply than previously as you spread your legs for him.

"Well, I don't want to either... but whatever gets you to stop being so needy and out of my bed..."

Your hole was so lubed and well prepped by your own fingers that he slid in every inch of his thick cock into you effortlessly. You shuddered as he entered you, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he nibbled at your neck while he fucked you.

"Heh, such a needy slut. You take me pretty well, though."

You scoffed half-heartedly at the comment.

Lupin flung your legs over his shoulders and forced you into a mating press before pounding into you in earnest. You, at least in the moment, abandon all pretense of not wanting it. As does he.

A loud moan escapes you as you cum hard, he isn't far behind and instinctively bites your neck as he knots you. The two of you lay panting a moment before he started grinding his knot back and forth within you. You went several more rounds, until you both were sore and barely conscious. The two of you found yourselves passed out within one another’s embrace.

You both awoke the net morning roughly at the same time. Each of you hardening your expression when you remembered you’re supposed to hate each other.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I let you put that gross knot in me!”

Hey! Don’t act like the victim here you fucking freak, you came into my house and got your slick and pheromones everywhere! It clouded my brain. Fuck look at the mess you made!”

You scrambled out of the covers to get your clothes on as he did the same before hopping out of the bed, your little cotton tail wagging in annoyance.

“Well what the fuck ever, I have to go!”

“Yeah, yeah, don’t let the door hit you on your way out…”

You made for the door as he asked under his breath, “Same time next month…?”

You had already shut the door behind you by the time you had registered what he had asked. You opened the door briefly to give your response.

“Yes please.”

You then slammed the door, feigning anger, and headed home for a much needed shower. You blushed and grinned like an idiot the entire way back.

[hana-no-seiiki]

Yandere! Husband who thinks of you every single moment of the day, spoils you rotten, makes sure you feel loved 24/7 with letters, gifts and his presence. Being married to you is a privilege and he makes sure he shows you that.

Who does the little things like making sure you never open any doors by yourself. “What the fuck do you think that ring of yours means? Get your hand off that handle!” proceeds to climb over the car to open the car door for you

who randomly squeezes your hands with a vulnerability you almost never see from him. muttering things such as, “i can’t even remember life before I met you.” or “i love you so much. leave me one day if you must, but know that i’ll never be the same without you.”

yandere! husband who always makes sure you take care of yourself, personally appointing days where you have to go the salon to get your hair or nails done. yandere! husband who always has a fun new date idea to keep things fresh in the relationship. yandere! husband who studies your body for hours on end so you’ll never have to look for satisfaction elsewhere.

so that you’ll never question why he’s changed so much. because he was never the man you married in the first place.

[rofax]

shark infested waters

[moe-machine]

Zviad the mind flayer got married and his forever partner asked for a full body portrait of him to keep. :)

[acreepqueen]

Naga Boyfriend (2) OLD!!

IMPORTANT!! A/N:

Hello my lovely little creepies! It has been a while since I’ve written anything, mainly due to my drastic change in writing style over the past couple of years. I’m really not a fan of some of early works so I decided to return by revamping (hah) my very first, Servio’s story! I’m keeping this story up, but it will no longer be linked on my masterlist. I debated whether or not I should just take it down, but I figured that would be quite cruel to all of you who enjoyed it so much. This story also holds a spot near and dear to my heart. If you want to read the newer version of this story that will follow a similar, but more thought out plot, you can find it here!

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As time passed you often found yourself in the forest more often than you were in town. A strange sort of friendship had formed between the two of you. Although, you weren’t entirely sure if he enjoyed your company or simply tolerated you because of the sweets you brought... You hummed quietly to yourself as you took a tray of cookies from the oven. As you set the tray down an icy hand touched your forearm and you squawked indignantly, almost dropping the tray.

“Quiet, stupid human! Do you strive to be as much of an oaf as possible?!” he hissed lowly.You rolled your eyes and turned to face him. Again you were met with that familiar fiery gaze. It was always hard for you to tell what other people were thinking, but when it came to him it was practically impossible to tell what was going through his mind.

“Are you going to stand there staring at me all day, human?” He growled, snapping you from your daze. You smirked.

“Maybe I will,” you taunted him. A blank expression took over his features for a second and he froze. He quickly covered it up with a displeased frown.

“I prefer if you did not, you blundering fool,” he quipped before stealing most of the cookies from the tray. Within seconds he had shoved the entirety of them in his mouth and swallowed them down. You gawked for a moment before swatting at him.

“HEY! Those were supposed to be for Mrs. Becker!! It’s her daughter’s birthday tomorrow!” You scolded. He shrugged and began to slither away. You grabbed him by the ear, which was a rather difficult task, he was more than a foot taller than you and you had to stand up on your toes to reach him.

“Oh no you don’t! You’re going to help me make another batch!” You ordered, pulling him by his ear back into the kitchen. His ears were a bit different than yours. They looked elvish and came to a point. Although, you were sure his were a bit smaller. You made sure to be gentle, but forceful, not wanting to hurt him.

“Get your hands off of me, you filthy human!” He snarled, although he made no attempt to fight you off. You were sure that he could’ve escaped if he really had wanted to. You smirked as you finally let go of his ear.

“Well I suppose you don’t have to help me...” you started. He let out a sigh and began to slither away again.

“But that would mean no more sweets from me, until I forgive you that is,” you threatened. Immediately, he turned around grumbling.

“Fine! Now what do I have to do?” He demanded. You grinned victoriously and handed him a mixing bowl.

“Set this on the counter while I get out the ingredients...I hope I have enough left-Oh! You can also get a spoon out of the cupboard,” you instructed. You grabbed milk, eggs, flour, sugar, butter, and chocolate chips from around the kitchen. While you were doing such, Servio had opened ever single cupboard and drawer in the kitchen looking for a spoon. At least he found one, you mused.

You spent the rest of the afternoon and evening showing him how to measure and mix the ingredients to make more cookies. Although you doubted he would ever admit it, he seemed to be enjoying himself. When he thought you weren’t paying attention he would sneak bites of batter and hand-fulls of chocolate chips. Finally, you were done and hand plopped the batter onto a tray. You carried it to the oven and close it, setting a timer on top for 20 minutes.

The sun had almost finished setting and it was getting kind of late. You stretched before slumping into your wooden dining chair. Servio joined you after he had cleared the original tray of cookies.

“I didn’t think an oaf like you would know how to bake,” he hissed, although the usual sharpness in his voice wasn’t present. You chalked it up to him being tired. After all, you had made about three dozen cookies, more than you had originally planned to.

“I know how to do lots of things, I don’t like doing the same thing over and over so I take a lot of odd jobs. I suppose that must be why I have a bunch of odd skills,” you explained. You leaned back in your chair, even you were tired. The both of you fell into silence. After a couple of minutes he spoke again.

“I don’t understand you. I’ve been nothing but rude and you still stick around,” he admitted. The sharp, offensive tone was back in his voice. At this statement you were wide awake. Servio was never this upfront about anything.

“I’ve tried and tried to not get attached to someone as stupid as you, but you and your annoying sweets just won’t go away,” he complained, looking away from you. You froze as you felt something curl around your ankle. Almost instantly, Servio turned beet red and the curl retracted. You realized suddenly the thing curling around your ankle was his tail.

“I-um, it does that sometimes! I can’t control it! Look I’ve got to go! I’ve wasted enough time here already!” He sneered, before he moved out of the kitchen faster than you thought possible. You flinched as you heard the sound of your door slam shut. Servio was so confusing. He absolutely despised physical contact to the point where he wouldn’t even take sweets from your hands because he, “didn’t want to risk touching such filthy hands!” You knew that he was kind of standoffish but this was just downright confusing. The more you thought the more you realized you didn’t know anything about him. You didn’t even know what he was or anything other than the fact that he liked sweets.

You sat at the table in your kitchen in the small wooden chair, thoughts and questions bouncing around in your mind, until you finally and unwillingly fell asleep.

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Doodles of Cereza and Vigil for the night.

Vigil is a giant tsundere, pass it on.

[moe-machine]

Monster Matchmaker

Name: Zviad

Race: mind flayer

Height: 2,23m

Nature: arrogant

This bachelor was adopted! He is now with his forever partner! 👰🤵 What about a date with other bachelor? (click here to know more)

[moe-machine]

It happened :)

Monster Matchmaker

Name: Zviad

Race: mind flayer

Height: 2,23m

Nature: arrogant

This bachelor was adopted! He is now with his forever partner! 👰🤵 What about a date with other bachelor? (click here to know more)