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He doesn’t let all that cum go to waste though, he covers you with it while filling your pretty pussy with his cock. He knows you enjoy being covered in his loads like that.

Wizard!BF who likes to test spells on you. He loves to see you squirm when he does it wrong and the side effects kick in. “Aww, my Dove.” He’d coo, taking you into his arms as your body is taken control of by a power far out of your grasp.

Wizard!BF who will slip magical aphrodisiac’s into your morning tea, a splash of cream and something pink and shimmery, mixing it together till the glowing wears off. He watches you drink it with a grin, even acting surprised when you crawl into his lap with a needy little whimper, grinding yourself against his already hard cock.

Wizard!BF who puts you into dangerous situations just so he can tend to your wounds later that night. He’ll lay you down in bed, his rough hands gentle against you. He’ll whisper softly to you has he washes away blood and grime from your body. If you cry to him about how scared you were earlier on your quest he’ll have to excuse himself to jerk off.

Wizard!BF who enjoys the fact that he’s far older than you. You’re just his little Dove, pure and bright as he touches you in ways you’ve never been touched. He also enjoys the fact that you’re too inexperienced to know that what he does to you isn’t right.

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he’s groping your ass at the cul-de-sac cookouts. he's burying his nose in your neck because you smell one hundred times better than the food your neighbor keeps forcing onto his plate. he’s hogging the fruit platter you brought for everyone else, feeding you pieces with his hands, then making you lick the juice from his fingers afterward.

you make up for forcing him to spend time with the neighbors he doesn't even like by letting him take you however he pleases.

tonight's choice is against the dresser to the left of the bed you two share.

You love your werewolf!boyfriend more than anything… but dealing with him during his ruts is a nightmare. The first night is fine. You always plan ahead, making sure his side of the bed is stocked up with water and snacks, but the second day is a lot harder.

You wake up with his hard leaky cock between your thighs, humping shamefully against your pussy as he whimpers in your ear. He’s such a large creature, thick corse fur rubbing against your back and large paws kneading at your chest.

Midday isn’t any better. While you try and focus on chores you can hear him whimpering on the sofa, your dirty panties pressed against his nose as he pumps his aching cock. He’ll keep whining until you put down the broom and crawl between his thighs so he can knot your throat and give your poor pussy a break.