Monster-call-me - Sorry I Only Date Werewolves

[nsfw] thinking of a yandere incubus who wants more than the one night with you.

you summoned him feeling depressed and desperate to take your mind away from stress. you doubted it would work, but did it more for the sake of tension, the feeling of fear tackling you away from your worries.

he didn't like that too much.

he practically crawled onto you, his nails painted black as he held you by your chin, sizing you up. he wasn't shy with the way his eyes lingered, and when he spoke you could make out fangs that shaped his insicors.

"you're such a sweet little thing, so innocent for thinking i wouldn't appear. i'll have fun ruining you." he had whispered thoughtfully into your ears, playing with the hem of your shirt with a tease as he licked a stripe against your earlobe. you shivered at the feeling of his warm tongue and he practically smirked at you.

the night felt heavenly to say the least. he seemed to be an arrogant mind, and the sight of you coming undone boosted his ego, and he took great pleasure in it. he plunged his length inside of you with a breathless gasp and you practically saw stars, before he wrapped a hand around your chest and lightly squeezed, bringing you back to your senses.

"look at me whilst i f-fuck you like this. you'll never feel this good again." he murmured towards you with half lidded eyes. you stared back up at him, his violet orbs seeming you such you up and he groaned in pleasure.

"i-i love good girls like you... a-always take my breath away..." he panted, his nails digging into your hips. he seemed to love marking you, the idea of leaving traces that wouldn't leave you arousing him more than anything.

the next day you practically felt high.

the feeling of lust lingered in your mind, staring down at your discarded panties and ripped clothes that lay against the floor. you stared down at bruises left on your neck, and your sheets carried the scent that he had left you with, a smell of sage and something that you couldn't name.

you washed your sheets that day.

you weren't supposed to! he watched you from a mirror in his realm, his eyes glaring at he chewed at his lips. surely something had gone wrong? it felt like a harsh rejection, watching you cover your imprints with makeup.

but it was fine! he'd back soon, and he'd give you another night so memorable that you'd be unable to deny. <3

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Thinking about…

A werewolf boyfriend who obviously gets really rough during sex- and other sexual acts- but he gets so rough that his claws dig into the skin of your hips(and other places) and they break your skin by complete accident.

It’s not a serious injury- if you can even call it an injury- but he feels so terrible after you both come down from that climax, and he’s apologizing and rambling about it. I’m just thinking about that aftercare, the clean up of the wounds n such, how sweet and gentle he’d be, even if he is such a giant compared to you. That he’d be so concerned-him acting like it’s not happened before-, and he swears he ‘won’t ever touch you again’ because he feels so bad:(

Werewolf boyfriend who only has one setting when it comes to sex and it's hard. Like I hope you have a sturdy headboard otherwise it's getting snapped. I hope your spine is up for the challenge too.

He's going down on you, you've already cum twice but he's not stopping. This is more for his pleasure than yours and you both know it. You whimper and squirm away from his mouth. He growls and tugs you back in place. His claws dig into your hips hard enough that you're sure that you'll have bruises in the morning but then he flicks his tongue in just the right way and you don't care about pain.

He doesn't stop until he smells blood, he pulls back and sees that he's pressed his claws hard enough into your skin that he's cut you. You're not bleeding bad. You stop bleeding almost completely when he pulls away. the cuts aren't deep, but they do bruise. Still, he feels so awful looking at what he did to you.

"hmm, baby? why did you stop?" you whine, You were close to a third orgasm.

"I'm so sorry baby-" He whines as he leaps out of bed to get a first aid kit to clean up your hips. As you come down a little you do start to hurt a little. You don't think it's that big of a deal until he says that he won't ever have sex with you again.

"Woah, let's just talk about this some more. I'm fine. We can have sex again even if you hurt me a little bit," you try to tell him.

"No won't even touch you ever again," he vows... yeah sure. It takes like fifteen minutes for him to side-eye you and pout. He wants to cuddle but he doesn't want to hurt you again. Would it be okay to touch you again even though he just said he wasn't going to?

He ends up snuggling close to you and grumbling that he'll be more careful the next time you two have sex. That's a little more reasonable than "never again" at least.

She bites

My art.

its a sin for a hairy man to hide his chest hair under a high collar it really is

Werewolf Girlfriend and Fox Girlfriend. Imagine how wild the sexual intercourse can be between them.

Wolf girl, covered in scratches, bite marks, and lipstick stains: you should see the other guy 

anyways, yeah it's insane, they're both fighting to see who's stronger and while the wolf girl is probably stronger- fox girl is quick and hard to get a hold of. the bed they fucked on is torn to shreds, a window is broken, the neighbors called the cops, and it's the best sex either of them have ever had in their lives.

your minotaur husband works hard every day for you, pulling trains up hills, lifting what others can't, working out in the fields. then he comes home and dotes on you, making you meals, asking how your day went, offering to rub your feet. at night, he takes his time with you because he's so big that he has to work hard to prepare you for him. first he stretches you out with a little toy, getting you ready, until finally he slips his cock inside you just an inch at a time. then he holds you tight, whispering in your ear all the things he loves about you while he makes you his.

ok but imagine

you're in "heat" and your werewolf bf helps you like OH LORDD like you're just so horny and your werewolf bf just wants to help u<33 he'll do anything to help u

he wants to breed u so bad and just can't wait until you both have kids running around the house

will DEF scent you, if he smells somebody's else's scent on you, you're surely occupied for the rest of the day by him scenting u

You don't even need to tell him you're in heat, he can smell it on you. From the second he walks into the house, he can smell your arousal, and suddenly he's tearing through the house looking for you.

you can hardly mutter out a "please" before he's on top of you, whispering sweet nothing into your ear about how he's going to make it all better, how he's going to fuck you so hard it won't hurt anymore.

every time he growls that he's going to get pregnant he feels your cunt tighten around his throbbing cock.

"Oh, you like that huh? you want me to fill you up?"

"y-yes fuck yes need it-"

he doesn't make you wait long. he cums hard and a lot. knotting you just like you've been aching for him to do

he nuzzles closer to you and lets you catch your breath, scenting you heavily. it's hard for any scent to overtake the heavy aroma of lust... but he'll try.

soon though, it's not enough. you wine and start grinding against his crotch, his inflated knot still trapped inside you, the pressure is enough to make him cum again, which is of course, exactly what you wanted.

"is that better, puppy or do you need more?"

"m-more please, need more,"

and who is he to deny you?

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