Feral Bun & Domestic Kitty

what? no hes not too close, hes just helping you with the controls, besides its getting late so its normal for you two to cuddle. dont mind the grinding, hes just getting comfy.

hey! dont get turned on, imagine how disgusted he would be to find out you were wet just from him grinding on you. his panting is normal, its hot in that room- thats why hes taking off his shirt.

Yes, they also do other things on their own while I sleep.

Yes, they like exploring.

He doesn't care for the flowers, the sweets, the honey-warm notes in most potential partners. Whenever price huffs about some handsome little omega with a sweet scent, ghost nods along in feigned interest. He pretends to enjoy the typical scents because he knows the ridicule he'd face if he shared what really got him going.

Sour, sharp, so bitter they burn the back of his throat. Scents that reek of fear.

There's no excuse for it, really. He can't blame it on instincts, alphas want to protect their mates after all. Whatever is inside ghost that craves the hurt, the danger, the purely fucked-up is all him.

Maybe that's why he latches so tight when he meets you.

A soldier from a different unit, scent turned permanently bitter after too long in enemy possession. Prolonged trauma is known to warp pheromones, after all.

Most people have to grit their teeth and force themselves to talk to you. Your scent to off putting it sends their instincts scrambling. Trying to decipher what you mean when you are undeniably different from the standard.

You smell of terror. Of every bad thing that's happened to you, and for once someone isn't clawing at their skin to ignore it. For once someone, ghost, wants all of you.

It's like you were made for eachother, and neither of you are letting go.

"No! but-" No arguing pup, listen to what I say.

“Need you.” Oh, alright. Tell me how then.

"Please?" Please what mutt? Use those word.

"I can't think.” Oh sweetheart, you can't be that dumb just yet.

“Baby, no one’s going to take me from you,” he murmurs against your ear, almost shaking with excitement and devotion. “I’m all yours, completely and utterly yours.”

To be wanted and desired by you, to feel your possession… it’s thrilling, he can hardly contain his growing arousal.

Just knowing that your heart twists with jealousy when another person flirts with him brings him immense satisfaction. It goes both ways, just like you belong to him and HIM alone, he belongs to you! He wouldn’t dare allow someone to touch him, he’s yours!

“Baby, no one’s going to take me from you,” he murmurs against your ear, almost shaking with excitement and devotion. “I’m all yours, completely and utterly yours.”

To be wanted and desired by you, to feel your possession… it’s thrilling, he can hardly contain his growing arousal.

Just knowing that your heart twists with jealousy when another person flirts with him brings him immense satisfaction. It goes both ways, just like you belong to him and HIM alone, he belongs to you! He wouldn’t dare allow someone to touch him, he’s yours!