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  The smell of sex and sweat fill the air as Jongho’s fingers pump in and out of you, his palm rubbing your clit in a quick motion and his face in your neck.

  You had originally been craving something sweet as a snack, but your hunt for ice cream had quickly been halted after your, oh-so-sweet boyfriend, kindly reminded you of your promise to stay on a diet with him. His way of swaying your cravings was to show you how sweet he could be instead.

   Having already came once on his fingers, you let out a strangled moan as your walls spasms around him. As he lets you calm down, you reach up to pet his ears that tickle your cheek, relishing in the loud rumble that emits from him.

  Pulling his fingers out of you finally, he straightens his back up before pulling your bralette off of your body. Gripping your hips, he leans down to trail kisses across your chest, his yellow-colored eyes making contact with yours as he wraps his lips around your nipple.

  The feeling of his rough tongue flicking at you, you moan out while wrapping your legs around his waist. Pulling up with a pop, he moves to your other nipple; making sure it gets the same amount of attention. 

  Content with the sight of both of your nipples wet, swollen, and covered in spit- he gently pushes you back, goosebumps covering you as you lean onto the cold counter top.

  Unwrapping your legs from his waist, he pushes them up towards your chest with on arm, the other around your hips to prevent you from squirming. His sharp teeth nip at the soft flesh of your thighs, before he finally pays attention to your slit; a soft kiss being pressed onto your mound.

  As Jongho gazes down at you, you could see right through his ‘put-together’ act. With ears pointed back, heavy breathing, and tail swishing in agitation, you’re surprised he hasn’t went straight to fucking you. 

  Feeling a drip of your arousal make it’s way down to your ass, you whine and buck your hips up the best you could. You see his pupils dilate into big black circles as he watches the drip travel down. In a flash, his face is in between your thighs, tongue reaching down to catch the arousal and licking up to your clit.

  Flinching at the roughness of his tongue, he growls and presses his face harder into you, nipping at your bud before pushing his tongue into you. 

  After a few moments of his rough tongue ravaging you, you feel your high getting closer. He abruptly pulls back, face slick and shiny, before pressing his lips against your, pushing his tongue into your mouth for you to taste yourself. 

  Pulling back with a heaving chest, Jongho pushes his shorts down, showing off his leaking cock. Hopping off the counter, you bend down to get a taste of him, his hand wrapping in your hair.

  Following the light that emitted from your flashlight, you make your way through the trees, attempting to locate where the noise that woke you up came from. You had decided to be the first one of your group to call it a night- your camping activities from earlier had tired you out- and when you were startled awake, everyone else was in their respective tents.

  The second time you heard the noise- the noise of someone desperate yelling for help- you had taken off without hesitation. Without letting anyone know that you had left.

  Having walked for what felt like over an hour, moon and stars shining down on you, you start to wish you had brought someone else along with you. If it weren’t for the sounds of the river nearby along with the occasional cry for help, it would be way too quiet for your liking.

  Speeding up at the sound of a cry, this one tremendously closer than the rest, you are led to directly face the river. 

  Shining the light over the rushing water, searching for any sign of someone, you finally see it. You finally see him. 

  What looks like a man, in the middle of the river, grasping at a piece of driftwood, barely able to keep his head above water. Without a second though, you throw down the flashlight, and go into the water.

  Rocks from the bottom of the river cut deep into your feet as you wade out far enough to finally swim. Within a few strokes through the water, you reach him, grabbing his arm and lifting part of his weight onto you- before realizing the problem. His foot was caught on something under the water. 

  Bobbing your head under the current, you blindly search for the offending object, quickly running out of air. As you feel around, you touch his lower calf down to where his foot is, shoving the rock-like object off of him. Through the water, you can hear the sounds of three patterned whistles. 

  Lungs screaming for air, you finally make it back up, limbs locking from the freezing temperature of the water; the current taking you with it.

   What was supposed to be a normal Halloween themed sleepover, filled with sweets and scary movies, had been turned into a scene from a bad horror movie. It started out with you and your friends reminiscing about your highschool days, and pondering your old Halloween tradition of going to abandoned buildings to look for ghosts, and daring each other to walk alone through the dark forest nearby. 

  “Let’s play the Boogey Man game, we never got around to trying it!” Your friend Frida begs, pouting her lip to help get her plea across. Your friend May snorts in her direction, while Yuri gives her a skeptical look and questions what the game even is.

  Quickly pulling out her phone, Frida looks for the website she found the game from while explaining the rules. “We would need some type of candles for all of us to carry, a salt ring, and something sharp like a needle. The point of the game is to play hide and seek with the Boogey Man. First we have to find a specific Boogey Man we want to play with, they all have their own names and chants we have to say. According to the forum I found the other day, they all play differently too. So we find who we want to play with, perform the ritual, and we play. You know when it’s near because your candle will start to go out, but if it goes out for longer than five seconds, the Boogey Man will have found you. And then it’s game over for you. If your candle starts to go out, you have to run to the circle to relight it, but you can’t stay in the circle if you aren’t relighting. That’s cheating the game.” She finishes as she finally puts her phone to our faces, showing the forum.

  “Okay, why do we need a sharp object? What happens if we lose, and how do we win?” I ask, already regretting the decision to have a sleepover in the first place.

  Just as she opens her mouth to respond, Yuri does for her, eyebrows furrowing as she reads the forum page “It’s to prick your hand. That’s how “it” knows who’s playing, supposedly. I can’t find any discussions on if we lose, but we win once the sun is up and we haven’t been caught.” 

  Taking her phone back, Frida presses the screen a few times while saying “The forum says different things, some people say that you die, some people say that nothing happens. It’s just a game, it can’t actually harm us.” 

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  Huddled in the empty closet, you press your hand over your mouth to silence your cries, and to block your breath from hitting the flame. You don’t know what happened to everyone, but you know that you saw Yuri’s limp body laying outside the salt ring, with the jagged words ‘Cheater’ carved into her arm. 

  Hearing whispering, you peek through the boards of the closet door to see Frida and May enter the room, May’s hand shaking badly enough to almost make her flame go out. Seeing both their flames shake- seemingly from a wind that you knew wasn't there, you perk up, wanting to alert them, but also not wanting to give away your hiding spot. 

  Frida seems to notice though, quickly blowing out May’s flame, and running out of the room with the door slamming the door behind her. You can’t see her, but you can hear her freak out, sobbing loudly. You want to help relight her candle, but you know you can’t. It’s one of his rules, San’s rules. And you didn’t want the same fate as Yuri.

  When picking the ritual earlier that night, Frida made sure to say that she wanted to play with San, a boogey man who was notably fast, and according to the forums, ruthless as well. He is the type to play ‘Cat Mouse’. And Frida thought he would be more fun than the others. 

  You huddle your hand around your flame as the room’s temperature drops suddenly. 

  With the feeling of dread filling you, you close your eyes, not wanting to see what happens. You didn’t know what would happen. Hearing heavy footsteps and May’s panicked noises, until they suddenly stop, with a sound of what you could only imagine as May’s body dropping to the floor.

  You wait another few minutes before opening your eyes, only to see a young man sitting next to you, a smirk on his face.

  “Found you,” He says, blowing out your candle, and as your vision goes black, a searing pain erupts on the inside of your wrist, causing you to lose consciousness.

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  A bright light wakes you from your sleep, you open your eyes to find you and two of your friends laying on the living room floor. Sitting up, you look around the room, unsure if the last few hours you could remember was real or not. Looking at your wrist, you gasp.

  Where used there was originally soft skin, was now a compass engraved into your wrist, with the initials of ‘C.S’ below it. It happened last night, but the scarring looks like it had been there for years. 

  Waking the other two girls, Yuri and May, you all check each other over, and recall your versions of what happened last night.  All three having similar scars, with Yuri also having ‘cheater’ engraved on her, you guys search the house for the missing girl- unsure if you wanted to even consider her a friend anymore. 

 The following months after playing the game had been new for you. Yuri moved to a new city, May moved across the country, everyone slowly breaking off ties with one another. No one besides you three girls could remember who Frida was. It’s like she vanished from Earth all together. 

   Sleeping was not an option for you anymore; your dreams are haunted by the being known as San, hearing his whispers for you to play the game again, to bring new people for him to play with.

  Not sleeping had worked, until suddenly it didn’t. Instead of only seeing him in your dreams, now you see him in real life. Even if you were with other people, you can see him, hear him. 

  It wasn’t until you were hanging out with a new group of friends for game night, that you broke.

  Going out to parties was not Mingi’s favorite pastime. It was probably his least favorite, if anything. 

    Sure, maybe all the cool kids attended parties, and got drunk and high, and did whatever else their parents probably wouldn't want to hear about. But, Mingi, he didn’t care for it.

  If he wanted to drink, he could do it at his apartment, away from people. If he wanted to get high- I mean, he couldn’t do it at the apartment due to regulations - but, he could walk on the nearby trail and smoke instead. He just never saw the point in going around other people to get inebriated.

  In short, he doesn’t know how he got here; a hot musty house, bitter drink in his hand, music thumping through his chest. He decided to trail away from the dancing crowd, seeing that every once in a while, someone would grab his arm to pull him into the mass of people. Looking past the people on the couch who were lacing a white substance on their thumb before bringing it to their noses; he sees someone outside alone by the pool. 

  Partially intrigued, partially just wanting to get out of the house, he announces to his friend, Changbin, of where he was going. His friend, in response, shrugs his shoulders, and gives him a nod before getting dragged into the mass of dancing people. 

  Sighing in relief from the cool air on his slightly sweaty skin, he walks over to the poolside, a few feet away from the person, before sitting down.

  “Too crowded in there?” A soothing voice comes from the person.

  “Uh...Yeah, it was too much in there. I could barely hear my own thoughts,” Mingi awkwardly coughs out, “Hey, I’m Mingi, by the way. I’ve never seen you around here before,”

  Giving a light laugh “You know everyone here? That’s a lot of people Mingi, it’s a surprise you wouldn’t want to be around them,” the man’s cheeks burn a shade of pink “I don’t have to actively be around everyone to know them. I like having friends, I just also get overwhelmed some-” His sentence cuts off as the mysterious person looks him in the eye for the first time “...times.”

  A sad feeling forms in the bottom of his gut looking them in the eye. A feeling he’s not quite used to anymore.

  “Y/n, my name is Y/n,” The person, now known as Y/N, speaks up “This is my girlfriend, Seulgi’s, party. I was with her earlier, but she got caught up with her friends in the weed room, so I decided to come out here,”.

  It made sense to Mingi. Kang Seulgi was a very pretty woman, and she’s known for having a bit of a wild side. Especially when she gets around her friends. 

  They both turn to the door when a random party-goer walks out; cigarette and lighter in hand, before looking at them and turning right back around to hurry inside. Mingi can see his friend from earlier, arm wrapped around someone’s shoulders, whispering in their ear with a devilish smirk; from here, he can see the two smokey shadows from the other man’s head. 

  Placing his hands on his thighs, Mingi blows a raspberry while trying to think of a way to ease into conversation. Flinching at cold water being flicked onto him, he looks at the perpetrator with widened eyes.

  “Well, Mingi, tell me something about you,” Y/n says with a playful glint in their eye “You’re the only person who’s came out here to talk to me, so I want to get to know you,” the reflection of the pool lights shine upwards through the water, a blue hue dancing on the concert poolside.

  “Ah, let’s see...My name is Song Mingi, I recently graduated, and I have a job…” he trails off thinking of how to explain his job, “Working with people. I like animals, I don’t have a preference seeing that most animals like me back too. And I don’t have a favorite color, they're all my favorite- especially the colors of a sunrise.” The man finishes, looking over at the other person, studying their features.

  “Hmm, I’m L/n Y/n, I was a student but have recently dropped out. I’m more of a cat person, personally; calmer animals are easier for me to be around. And my favorite colors are yellow and orange, and my favorite time of day is twilight. I really like the contrast of night and day. I work at a bakery-,” They stop speaking, a sullen look washing over their face, “I...used to work at a bakery, I should say,”.

  Raising his eyebrow, “Did you quit?” blinking red and blue lights fill the night air “No, but I don’t think I can work seeing that I’m dead now,” they respond, looking like they were about to cry.

  ‘If only they could cry,’ Mingi muses to himself before asking aloud “How did you know?”

  “I died upstairs, but hadn’t realized it, so I followed them down to the pool where they left me,” Both parties gaze to the other side of the pool, where Y/n’s floating body is being fished out by paramedics.

  “I don’t know why they did that to me; why she did that to me,” “There usually isn’t a reason, Y/n. Seulgi had a plan from the beginning, and that’s how she carries out her rituals,” Mingi explains, knowing how this particular coven works. 

  He has to know. They’re the reason he is what he is. Apparently being the first victim of a coven has perks. Perks of guiding other victims to their final resting spot.

  Getting up, he motions for Y/n to do the same, and they walk back through the house; police officers flooding the house looking for clues- anything. Though they never will.

  In the front yard of the house, the leftover partygoers are joined in throngs, and the duo decide to walk around them; the particular gaze of the RV Coven catching his attention. 

     Main Masterlist    Ateez Masterlist

 Fall 2020 - Ateez

  Completed

Dance of The Wolves - Werewolf! Mingi (M) 

Night Changes - Grim Reaper! Mingi (A)

Hide and Seek - Boogey Man! San (H)

Fool’s Gold - Otter Shifter! Yeosang (H) 

  Incomplete

Panther Jongho

Gremlin Wooyoung

Sprite San

Hellhound Yunho

Tanuki Mingi

Nymph Mingi

Shapeshifter Seonghwa

Familiar/Hybrid Wooyoung

Banshee San

Succubus Seonghwa

Gnome Wooyoung

Guardian Angel Yeosang

Gollum Yeosang

Zombie Yunho

Naga Jongho

Fallen Angel Hongjoong

Incubus Yunho

Elf Jongho

Vrykolas Hongjoong

Selkie Wooyoung

Siren Jongho

Gingerbread Yeosang

Garden Sprite Hongjoong

Ghost San

Fairy Hongjoong

Vampire Yunho

Witch Seonghwa

  With a cold breeze skittering down your spine, you place the last box inside your home to look around, figuring out where to place the new Halloween decorations you’d just bought that day.

  Moving away from a big city, to follow the feeling of Wanderlust- as your mother would’ve put it, to end up moving to a much smaller town in a more remote, forest area. It wasn’t even a quarter of the size that your previous town was, but you like it. The neighbors were kind, the community was tight-knit.

  It felt like home.

  And with the feeling of home and wanting to fit in in mind, you decided what better way to fit in than to join the town’s celebration by decorating your house to match the others. 

  Normally, for Halloween, you would’ve left a candy bowl out by your door for anyone in your apartment floor to get, along with hand delivering small bags of candy to your apartment’s security guard - Seokmin - for him and his kids to have, as well as to the elderly couple who lived right down the hall. But, besides that, you weren’t the one to really go out that night, preferring to stay in and watch movies like ‘Halloween Town’ or some other movie that wasn’t deemed as scary. 

  But much to your findings, people here didn’t celebrate Halloween, instead they celebrated something they called ‘The Dance of the Moon’ - where they essentially partied all night at home and at the town square. From what your town mayor , Mr. Song, explained to you, was that hundreds of years ago, the small town had been plagued by wolves. They would go after children, elderly, anyone who couldn’t readily fight back from being eaten. Every time someone was found missing, the townspeople would send a group to kill some wolves; how many people were taken and eaten- that was the amount of wolves that would be killed in return.

  “An eye for an eye,” as the older gentleman had explained, with a hardened look on his face.

  Supposedly, the resolution was found as the town had experimented with what would please the wolves- since back then, the closest town with a decent hunter was days away, and there weren’t enough people to both send out and watch over the rest of the town. The wolves would stop going after a lot of townspeople if there were sacrifices made.

  The Mayor was quick to assure that the legends hadn’t specified human sacrifices- they never exactly said what was sacrificed, really, but for the past thirty years or so, they had been using pigs, goats, or cows that were due to pass on soon. They would drop them off at a specific place in the forest, and knowing that the residents would be safe from any wolves, they would celebrate in the town festival until early dawn. 

  The last piece of information that Mayor Song had dropped on you before he handed you your house key- new residents had to participate in the festival. Seeing that you were the only resident to come in this year- it really is a small town with not a lot of travelers- he asked you to accompany the animals to the post; with his son, Mingi, of course. When you had agreed, Mayor Song had sent you on your way, notifying you that his son would pick you up with his animal hauler at around five, the evening of. 

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  To prepare yourself for the festival- that did make you a little unsettled, but you were sure it was just a stretched out rumor- you spent the week finding whatever Halloween knick-knacks for around the house that you could. 

  You had no plans of dressing up at all for the festival, until one of the ladies- Theresa- working the cash register, had asked if you had your outfit ready yet. With a glace to your face, she had explained that for the festival, people usually wear red, purple, white, and black. It didn’t have to be a full outfit or anything, but you would look like an outsider, since most of the town residents liked their outfits to look from back then. With that in mind, you quickly used up your last days trying to piece together an outfit with the corresponding colors.

  A white, knee-length, lace dress accompanied by a black headband, and purple nail polish. The red garment, however, left you slightly baffled. The only red clothing that you could find was a deep red cloak that you had bought on one of your ‘spurge days’, after getting your first job at seventeen. You didn’t need the item for anything, it just looked so cool that you had to have it. And now, so many years later, you contemplated wearing it- quickly deciding that you’d ask Mingi his opinion when he picked you up, but just in case, you’d wear a lipstick the same shade of red.

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  The day of the festival had left a pit of excitement in your gut. You hadn’t had work today- town’s rules that no work was permitted on holidays, and that included town holidays- and the same goes for tomorrow as well, although, it is asked of residents to come to the festival grounds to help clean up.

  As the day dwindled to late afternoon, you decided to head back home to get into your costume for later tonight, and then wait for the mayor’s son. This would be your first time meeting the boy, the only things you know is that you are the same age as him, and he’s got a deep voice- from what your coworker has told you.

  A loud knock on your front door snaps you out of your thoughts, checking yourself over one last time in the foyer mirror, before opening the door to see a tall man with brown hair- styled in a gelled undercut. 

  “Hi, I’m Mingi, it’s nice to meet you”, the mayor’s son reaches his hand out for a handshake, feeling your fingertips and palm tingle from the contact. Feeling thankful that he can’t notice the blush on your face, you shake his hand and return the greeting.

  You both take a moment to look each other over, and you have to admit, he looks good. He’s dressed in a flowy, long sleeve white shirt that has two untied strings in the front of the collar- showing off the black velvet choker with subtle deep purple moons embellished in the fabric - and a pair of cropped black pants. Looking up to meet his eyes properly, you gasp under your breath.

 Hearing a cow moo in the trailer behind him, he suggests that you guys leave now, before quickly turning to walk to his truck. Walking after him, you thank him as he opens your door for you, before he enters on his own side. 

  Throughout the drive, you both make small conversation about your likes and dislikes, finding out that you both had quite a bit in common. You were both shocked to find that you enjoyed things like Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream, and neither one of you really like cake. You found out that he was a nature photographer who used to live a few hours away with some friends; he moved back a couple years prior after he had gotten attacked by some people who were illegally hunting who had mistaken him for an animal. He had plans to move back with his friends, he just felt like he should be back in his home roots for such a big injury. 

  Looking out the window, you try to make out any shapes of the passing by trees- the darkness of the early night made the forest a lot darker, being unable to see anything if it weren’t for Mingi’s headlights. For the next thirty minutes, the only view you could see was the dirt path with the occasional flying creature - probably bat - flying above the truck, before flying into the darkness. 

“We are almost where we need to be, there’s a small cabin that this road leads to. From there we can stop and walk the animals a mile out to the post”, Mingi says, his unnaturally bright, honey-colored eyes flashing over to you- being so bright that you can’t decide if they’re real or not. You’d been wanting to ask him since you had first noticed them, but you didn’t want to be nosy, or feel like you were asking a really obvious question. 

  Soon enough, the trees break away to show a meadow, a cabin and a shed in the middle of the clearing. Pulling the truck to a stop in the make-shift dirt driveway, you both get out and walk to the back end, where Mingi opens the back trailer revealing a single cow and two goats. Mingi hands you the leads for the goats as he takes the cow, and you both start walking down a pathway- stopping frequently when the animals decide to graze at the long grass. 

  Neither you or Mingi made conversation, besides the occasional comment towards the animals. Eventually, you both had made it to a pen of sorts, seeing other animals in the pen as well.

  Giving Mingi a questioning glance, he ignores you, taking the leads from you to walk the animals into the pen, before disappearing to the sheltered building, before coming out with handfuls of hay to give to the animals.

  “There’s no wolves out here, you know?” The tall man finally says, “ No actual wolves. Just me,” he finishes giving you a smile,” I know my father meant well, but I was hoping for this to be more natural.” Confused, you start walking backwards, your heart beating so hard you think it might go through your chest. 

  Not waiting for you to say anything, he continues, "I know you must be confused, but I can explain. You should probably stop walking back though; it is a full moon tonight, and my wolf isn’t in the playful mood tonight- especially not with how you smell.” As his last sentence rings through your ears, you quickly decide to ignore his warning, and run down the path back to the cabin.

  As you pump your legs faster you hear a forced laugh from the man, ”So this is the type of mate I have,” the pen gate rustles behind you, and as much as you want to look back, Mingi’s words make you feel the opposite. With the now red colored moon shining your path, you reach the cabin, not being able to decide what to do next. 

  Apparently, you wouldn’t have any time to decide anyways, seeing that as you started to go to the cabin’s door, a large hand grabs your shoulder, halting you from moving. Being forced to turn around, Mingi stares down at your form breathing heavily. Eyes widening, you start to squirm as you see his eyes now a deep red color, before freezing at the deep rumble that comes from his chest. 

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  “You're not too good at following directions, huh? C’mon, let’s get inside, I’ll make some tea and properly explain since you wouldn’t let me earlier. I won’t hurt you- if I had wanted to do that, I could've done that on the trip here,” He tells you with an unimpressed look, before walking you in front of him, to the cabin. 

  Minutes later, you were sitting down on a couch facing the fireplace with tea in hand, as Mingi sat on the recliner angled to the couch, tea in his hand as well. Taking a sip of his beverage, he clears his throat “ So, I’m sure my dad and some people have been talking about tonight’s festival,” you nod “Okay, well pretty much, my dad told you a different version of the town’s legend. We did try sending animals, but they hadn’t worked, it wasn’t until the town herbalist had offered to go out as a sacrifice instead. Seeing that nothing had worked, previously, and she was a recent widow, everyone let her,” Mingi stopped as he heard your soft gasp,” Apparently, she went out, and she did get attacked.”

  He paused, tilting his head as he asks” Did you know that wolves can tell when a human is pregnant?” You nod your head- you’d seen plenty of videos of how wolves in safe havens had reacted towards pregnant guests. Mingi smiles at your knowledge and continues on,” Well unfortunately, they noticed that she was pregnant after attacking her. As she was dying one of the she-wolves approached her, and somehow gave the human her life force- their spirits joining together. The lady survived, but she was the town’s first werewolf- her son being the first born werewolf. Seeing the power she had, the rest of the pack listened to her. As she went back to the town- the villagers considered it a blessing. It isn’t clear how it happened, but she was able to get the villagers to join their spirits with the pack. Of course there were people who rejected- and they left the village,” Mingi stops again sipping his drink.

  “How does that work though? Would that mean the entire town is full of werewolves? Isn’t that unsafe?” You ask, setting your now empty mug, on your lap. 

  “This has never been a town to get a lot of visitors. After a while of the town learning how to be wolves and humans, there were quite a few attempts to kill the pack from the people who’d left. The first woman, at that point she was what we call a Luna, had heard about a witch a few towns over who might be able to help- so they sought her out. After agreeing to help the witch with a small problem, the witch put a circle around the town. Other supernaturals can find the town- but to humans, this entire place is just forest. The only humans who can come here are like you, they’re mated. Destined to be with someone from here. And that person happens to be with me,” Pausing to gauge your reaction, he continues explaining,” Werewolves have mates, and they’re pretty much soulmates. I can tell because your scent is intoxicating for my wolf, it’s a very homey scent. You will be able to feel the pull the more we are around each other- for now, you’d probably get a ticklish feeling if I were to touch you,” You think back to when you’d shook his hands, and the feeling you got when you brushed against his arm- it makes sense, but earlier you had thought it was just your nerves from being around a handsome guy,” But eventually, you will develop a better sense of smell, and probably better hearing and sight- although it won’t be the same as being an actual werewolf. Unless, that is, you choose to reject me?” He questions with his facing down to look at the unlit fireplace.

  Taking a moment to think, you make up your mind before answering,” What do I have to lose?” You get up to place yourself on Mingi’s lap- something that you wouldn’t have done if it were anyone else, but you knew that you were comfortable with him.

  “I’m in a new town that although it might be new and strange, it still feels right. I definitely don’t understand the whole wolf thing, but there’s plenty of time to learn,” You finish, leaning into the large hand that was placed on your face. Feeling his breath on your face, you close your eyes as he gets closer.

  “I’m glad, now shall we go back to town? Everyone was really excited to be around a new face, you know,” Mingi says, placing a kiss on your nose.

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  Weeks turning into months, and months turning into years; two years precisely, you’d never imagined the day that you’d leave this cozy town that you had considered home.

  You and Mingi had officially started dating two weeks after first meeting- although, typically werewolves never really bothered with the whole dating thing, unless they weren’t mates- and you two were still going strong.

  With an influx of new packmates from a neighboring pack alliance, and Mingi’s need for joining back with his friends- which you had found out were actually his formed pack- you two decided to move away, to the plot of land that they owned.

  When you two had first pulled up to the place, you couldn’t help but scoff at your boyfriend’s words. “Only a small plot of land he says. And Disney World is just a small fair, right?” His only response had been a bashful grin. 

  The place still felt very homey, and very similar to your previous town; being located in the middle of nowhere, it was twenty acres of land, fenced off to show the property lines. It was pretty clever- seeing that when you first pulled into the main road in, it honestly looked pretty inconspicuous, if it weren’t for the big fence surrounding the place. 

  Meeting the pack members had made you a bit nervous, but you soon realized that they reminded you of brothers- very teasing, a little annoying at times, but you cared for them, and they cared for you. 

  Thankfully, you guys didn’t share a house together. It was bad enough that most times, you would wake up to find Wooyoung, Hongjoong, or hell- sometimes the entire pack in your house, eating your food and lounging about. Every pack member had their own individual houses- each spread out, and separated by a lot of trees.

  This was extremely helpful when it came to your boyfriend’s mating season.

  Usually, for his rutts, you guys had been fine for the most part. He hadn’t marked you yet, so of course, he would be a bit more aggressive and testy with the other males. But, unfortunately, his heat this time had definitely taken a toll on you both.

  With him being, essentially, part wolf, he can keep track of your cycles pretty well. If he’d noticed that you were bleeding, he’d be more attentive than usual. Early in your relationship, it had embarrassed you that he could literally smell you, but now - although it does cause some embarrassment - it doesn’t make you feel as weirded out, especially since he only tries to help you.

  But, a big downside of this has been him knowing when you’re ovulating. When this starts, you aren’t really allowed to go anywhere; Mingi’s wolf sees this time as your heat, even though humans don’t actually have one. It’s even worse when your ovulation is timed up with his rutt.

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  Laying on your stomach with your arms crossed under your head, you blink your eyes open, shutting them as the late afternoon sun works its way through your window. As you decide to fall back asleep before your boyfriend awakens, the hand that is wrapped around your waist, tightens; your naked body shifts under the loose sheet as you get moved to your side.

  You attempt to even out your breath to trick your needy boyfriend into thinking you were still asleep. You loved the attention he gave you during this time, but with how long you two were going at it earlier today - hence why you had taken the nap in the first place - you did have a small worry in the back of your head of you both getting over exhausted.

  Your plan quickly got thrown out the door; a growl emitting from the chest behind you, as Mingi rutts his bare length into your lower back.

  Spotting kisses around your neck and shoulder, your boyfriend speaks.

  “You know, I think it’s so cute,” placing a kiss on your shoulder “That you think I can’t tell when you’re awake,” placing a kiss where your shoulder meets your neck “When I can still smell your sweet cunt beg for attention when I barely graze you,” he finishes with a light bite below your ear; a place that makes you breathe out a whine.

  “Mingi, please,” “Please what?”

 Pouting at his teasing, you pull his hand that’s wrapped around your waist, and place it in between your legs- sure that he can feel the accumulated arousal.

  “Please fuck me, I really need it. I really need you,” You beg, tilting your head to the side as much as you can to tantalize him.

  In an instant, you are shoved onto your stomach, Mingi’s thick thighs straddling yours, his long length resting on your butt. Feeling his precum dripping onto you, you grind your ass up to feel some type of friction- being stopped by Mingi grabbing your hair and pulling you back enough for him to whisper in your ear.

  “Little mate, I suggest you not tease me. I would love to make you properly mine- but if you keep acting up, my wolf will take over, and you will be marked and knotted,” His raspy voice makes your eyes flutter back. Inhaling a deep breath, his hand in your hair tightens, as he undoubtedly smells the new wave of arousal gushing out from his words.

  “Please Mingi. Mark me, knot me, I don’t care. I just need you in -!” Your begging gets cut off as you feel your boyfriend crawl down you- him lifting your hips up, and sliding his tongue through your slit.

  Rolling your eyes back as his talented tongue does wonders on you, he grabs your ass cheeks for more leverage. After sliding his tongue into you a few times, mocking what’s next to come, he travels up, licking at the pink hole between your cheeks. Reaching your arms out behind you, you attempt to hold him in place to continue eating you out. Much to your disappointment, he gets back up to his previous position, holding your hands behind you.

  “Baby, hold yourself open for me,” You quickly obey, grabbing your cheeks to present yourself to him.

  His groan fills your ears, before feeling his cock enter you, him only stopping when his lower stomach is fully resting on you. Being left breathless from the sudden intrusion, you let out a loud moan when he pulls out, only to thrust back in- the power of the thrust shaking your form.

After a few more slower thrusts, his resolve finally breaks, as he starts snapping his hips into yours at a faster pace; the room filling with the sounds of moans, and slapping skin.

  Hands having fallen, you grasp the bed sheet, as you raise your hips back to meet Mingi’s thrusts.

  Feeling his cock throb inside you, you moan out, letting him know you’re close. He bends down closer to you, hips pistoning even faster. If it weren’t for the pillow between the wall and the headboard, you knew that there would for sure be a dent in the wall.

  Placing kisses on your shoulder, to sweeten the blow that was prepared to come, he finally finds your sweet spot; biting down on it as he feels you come around his length. Whining at the intensity of the strong orgasm, you don’t notice the trail of blood running down your collarbone, from where your boyfriend was latched onto you.

  Mingi finally pulls back, slowing down his thrusts as he comes, his cock swelling in size and pumping his seed into you directly.

  Gasping out at the slightly uncomfortable feeling, your attempts to wiggle around are thwarted by Mingi laying his upper body on you- turning your face to kiss it. 

  “So this is what knotting is?” you question, as the uncomfortable feeling subsides, having adjusted to his large size “Yes it is. The knot should go down in around twenty minutes- there was a lot that went in, so it’s going to take a little longer than usual,” He replies with a tired yawn.