♡∘ 𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨'𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞 ∘♡

You can tell that he’s holding back. Trying not to let his instincts take control. Trying not to scare the only girl who’s ever given him a chance. 

His body trembles as he gently picks you up and places you on his bed, crawling on top of you and making sure you’re comfortable beneath him. 

“Play it cool… you got this. She wants this just as much as you do! Wait… she’s gonna see my fucked up looking dick. WAIT! SHE’S ALREADY SEEN MY DICK AND SHE STILL WANTS TO FUCK! Holy shit, I love this girl…” his inner thoughts run rampant as he tries to mentally prepare himself. 

He begins kissing your neck, gently nipping and biting your skin with his sharp teeth as a way to distract himself. Trying not to go too far too fast. 

This is the first time that Gyutaro has ever had sex. And the only sexual experience he’s had was when you gave him a hand job that one time. Sure, there are many instincts within him that are telling him how he should be having sex with you. But he knows that you’re human and fragile. Having sex with an over 7 foot tall werewolf in the middle of his rut is as dangerous as it gets. And yes, he does want to rearrange your insides, but he wants to do it safely and when you’re ready. 

It’s quite obvious to you that he’s holding back right now. You know you shouldn’t, but you like the danger of being with a deadly creature like him. A creature that humans have feared since the beginning of time. Something about having a towering werewolf trying to control his urges around you gets you just as worked up as he is. 

So, you tightly wrap your legs around his hips and pull him flush against you until you can feel his aching erection press firmly between your legs. So long that you can feel it twitching against your stomach. 

He growls in response, deepening the kiss and slowly rolling his hips between your legs, trying to gauge your reaction. When you softly moan his name in response, he knows he has permission to go further. 

With a clawed finger, he trails his large hand down your body. Squeezing your breast, grazing his claws against your stomach, and going down to your hips where he grabs the waistband of your pajama pants and pulls them down along with your panties. He tries to be smooth with it, but he’s a little clumsy. Even more so when he hurriedly takes off his pants too. His tail getting in the way because it won’t stop whipping side to side in pure excitement. 

You notice him staring between your legs, frozen with his ears perked up. He’s so quiet that you begin to think that something is wrong. 

“Um… is everything ok?”

“Hm…? Oh y-yeah! Sorry uh…” he pauses and stares again, “I just really wanna taste you…”

Immediately, your face flushes red, caught off guard by his sudden admission. 

“O-Oh! … I don’t mind. I think that’d be nice,” you shyly admit, feeling flustered that he seems to want it so eagerly.

He’s giddy with excitement when you agree. Gently placing his large hands on your thighs, holding them apart so he can lower his head between your legs. He starts by giving a few tentative licks, his tongue feeling warm and larger than you expected as it glides over your pussy. 

With a groan he pushes deeper, sliding his tongue between your folds, savoring the taste, and giving extra attention to your clit. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing, not having any technique or pattern. But his enthusiasm makes it feel phenomenal. He’s genuinely enjoying the taste of you, wanting to explore every inch of your delicate pussy on his tongue. Eating you out like he’s starving and you’re a full course meal. 

It’s not long before you're moaning his name and tugging on his hair. Squirming beneath him as he holds you down, groaning into you. 

“Ah!” You squeal when you feel yourself about to orgasm, “w-wait Gyu!” 

He begrudgingly stops, wanting to keep eating you out, but he obeys his sweet little human when she tells him to stop.

Your legs tremble as you slowly back away from him. A confused look on his face as he watches you squirm around. But when you turn around and position yourself on your hands and knees, he understands what you want. 

“Please,” you whimper, “fuck me, Gyu.”

You hear him growl behind you as he grabs your waist and pulls you against him. Until your back is firmly pressed against his chest and you feel his aching cock twitching between your thighs. 

“Are you sure, Y/N?” He rasps, his voice low and sultry, “I’m warning you. I might not be able to control myself…”

The rawness in his voice makes you shudder, the heat pooling between your legs getting needier by the second. 

“I-I know,” you stutter, “but I don’t care. I want you anyway…”

Knowing that he’s new to this, you take initiative and help guide him into you. Reaching back and under yourself, you grab his shaft and position him at your entrance. Even with your assistance, he still has trouble entering you. 

With shaky hands he holds onto your hips, thrusting forward. But he’s met with a lot of resistance. 

Tentatively, he pushes harder. Watching closely to see how you react, not wanting to hurt you. Knowing full well that a human isn’t meant to take his monstrous size. 

With a deep growl he’s finally able to push forward, the tip of his cock splitting you apart. Entering you feels like heaven, so unbelievably tight and warm, better than anything that he could ever have imagined. He’s slow pushing forward, taking his time and letting you adjust to him. 

It stings, but it’s a discomfort you welcome. Being too horny to really care about the pain you feel right now. When he finally bottoms out you feel like you’re going to pass out. His claws dig into the soft flesh of your hips as he starts thrusting. 

Immediately your eyes roll to the back of your head and you’re sent to a place of euphoria. At first it hurt, but now the pleasure is too overwhelming to be able to feel anything else. 

The room is quickly filled with the sounds of your desperate moans and gasps for air, his raspy growls, and the slapping of moist skin. His heavy balls hang low, full of the seed that he so desperately wants to fill you with, slapping against your thighs as he thrusts forward. Harder, harder, and harder. Surely now you must have bruises forming on your thighs and claw marks on your hips.

His growls turn into snarls, wild and feral. He leans forward as he fucks you ruthlessly. Nuzzling into your hair and deeply inhaling your scent. 

“So fuckin’ tight baby. So fuckin’ perfect,” he growls, punctuating his words with deep thrusts, “My perfect little human… you hear that? You’re mine… and everyone’s gonna know it when I’m done with you.” 

You try to respond, try to tell him that you’re his. But all that comes out is incoherent mumbling. He’s fucking you too hard for you to form any semblance of a sentence. So he continues as he gets lost in the pleasure of your perfect human body. 

“Gonna fill you up so good baby… fuck I got so much for you, dunno if you’ll be able to take it all. But you’ll try right, baby? You’ll take my cum like a good girl, eh?” 

His words shock you, but only turn you on more. A testament to how crazy he is about you. Usually he’s quite shy around you, maybe even a bit timid. Always nervous that he’ll be too rough or scare you off. But now, he’s too horny to care about anything other than filling his human up with his cum. 

“G-Gyu,” you whimper, barely able to speak, “pl-ease…”

He growls loudly, losing his composure for a moment as he feels you tighten around him, knowing you’re just as close as he is. He tries to hold out, thrusting harder, going deeper, pushing you past your limits until you’re left a gushing, trembling mess. 

Your walls clamp down on him, making it feel even tighter than before. So tight that he can’t even properly thrust out of you anymore. 

He wraps his arms around your waist, holding you up until you are flush against him and no longer touching the bed. Holding you almost like a personal sex toy, he buries himself as deep into you as possible. The silhouette of his cock bulging in your stomach. His balls, swollen and covered in your juices, are pressed firmly against you. They pulsate as they pump loads of seed through his cock and into your awaiting womb. 

He groans in ecstasy, holding you tightly while he fills you up. Emptying so much cum inside of you that your belly begins to swell and both of you feel light headed. He’s pumping you for at least sixty seconds until he’s finally run dry. 

By now, you’ve gone limp in his arms. Your body completely wrecked from his aggressive mating. 

Finally, he feels satiated. The pain of the full moon gone at last, as his pretty little human sacrificed her body to make him feel better. 

He’s gentle as he lays you back down on the bed. Grabbing a nearby towel and using it to clean up the mess that spills out of you once he finally pulls out. Both of you wince when he does, feeling incredibly sensitive. 

After cleaning his mess, he tucks you into his bed and joins you under the covers. 

He smiles and hides his face in the crook of your neck, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, “Can I tell you something, Y/N…?”

You smile weakly, on the verge of exhaustion, “Of course.”

“When I was a kid, the elders in our pack used to go on and on about how werewolves can find their soulmates. Kinda like a special intuition, I guess…  It’s called imprinting. Basically, it’s like love at first sight, and when we meet our mate for life, we have a special bond with ‘em,” he scoffs under his breath and holds you tighter, “I used to think it was bullshit. But when I met you, I knew it was true…”

“Gyu…” you mutter, at a loss for words. You don’t know much about werewolf culture, but you know this is very important. 

“You humans are weird with relationships. So I don’t wanna scare you off or somethin’... but I’m just tryna be true to myself. Goddammit, this is hard… what I’m trying to say is… I love you. And I already imprinted on you, so you'd better get used to me.”

You can’t help but chuckle to yourself, finding him so cute. He’s trying his best and he’s being honest, that’s what matters most to you. It’s true that humans don’t really get this close this fast, if he was a human you’d probably think he was taking it too far. But you respect his differences, and you know he’s not taking this lightly so you won’t either. 

“I love you too, Gyutaro. I really do… and thank you for sharing that with me,” you say as you nuzzle into his chest, “I want to learn everything about you.”

“Alright, lesson one. You’re my mate now, so I gotta take care of you,” he starts licking all over your face, “That means cleaning you up and leavin’ my scent all over you so everyone knows you’re mine.”

“Haha, Gyu stop! You made that up!” You laugh and playfully try to push him away, his licking tickling you too much.

“Nuh uh! I’m dead serious! Stop squirmin’ around!” he wrestles with you, trying to hold you down so he can lick you properly. 

The two of you roll around together, laughing and giggling. But you’re quick to give up, too tired to try to fight off a 7 foot werewolf. He holds you close, and lovingly licks your face. His tail wagging so hard you can hear it thumping against the bed. 

Your relationship with Gyutaro isn’t conventional. And tonight definitely proved that. But you don’t mind. Tonight could have been a disaster, usually a human and a werwolf on a full moon don’t mix. But somehow it managed to be the happiest night of your life. 

All because you gave a monster boy a chance.