🦴- Werewolf

Hunger is the main weakness of every animal, Werewolf was no exception, she was a beast, hungry for blood, or that was until she met you, her treasure, she never really cared if you were a man, a woman or whatever, she only knew that she loved your presence. You, like her, were not human, you were half wendigo, following the food chain, you were her food, but she did not want you that way, your cruelty, your hunger, your stench of hatred, that was what she loved... you were as much of a monster as she was!

Werewolf ⸺ mjm... I growl, grooming your hair, I loved your smell... although you always smelled like blood and sometimes like earth, it was perfect, it matched your lifestyle and hunting.

Werewolf ⸺ Why are you so addictive? I could do this, day and night, night and day...

he would say, burying his face in your chest, just to feel your scent, breathing calmly.

Werewolf ⸺ mine, mine and mine... he would say, possessively grabbing your hips to keep you close, the usual.