Trans werewolf boyfriend that asks you if you would have his babies. You—sweet, dumb, kind you—say yes, because why wouldn't you? It's not like he can actually get you pregnant.
Except...
With the power of friendship and magic (literally; he's a witch's friend), he manages to get one single night, just one, of his slick turning into sperm. It's pretty much the same—taste, smell, texture, it's even clear just like his wetness before—but it has spermatozoides in it, his own, his babies.
When you see the two pink lines months after, you want to cry and beg him to believe you, you're loyal! He would've smelled infidelity on you! But you don't expect him to be over the moon (lol get it because wolf) howling and twirling you around with glee.
Oh you're gonna kill him. Right after he rails you stupid again.
