#avi ming

“Me,” Vivi called out from across the room, and waved Noel's hand for him, who was laid up underneath her being smothered by her tits. Both of them laid in puddles reminiscent of the carnage their coworker and friend had just unleashed. “Noellie's here too.”

“What the fuck has gotten into him?” The kitsune shrugged her shoulders at the pup's query, who still couldn't quite lift his head enough out of the little pool of drool under his chin.

“Full moon?”

“He's never this bad.” The cat hybrid added, hoping to elevate himself further only to hiss at the sting of his pulled hamstrings and slump back down.

“Blood moon,” Noel choked out from under his partner. “He's going feral.”

“Going? Gone is more apt.” Mel huffed as his head flopped back down on the cushion. His tail hadn't stopped twitching since Avi yanked it back into his thrusts. “Pray he stays that way.”

“I don't think so,” Vivi piped up, her head raising as she sniffed the air. “I smell the deer.”

“Oh, she's fucked if he caught her scent already.” Just then, you managed to burst through the doors and sprint by, shrieking in a panic as Avi came tearing through the room after you, naked and on all fours. Despite the wolf being a friend and a guy you'd count as pretty reliable, the threatening aura he gave off and your own prey instincts sent you sprinting in the opposite direction the second he lunged at you with his fangs bared. You zipped into the hallway on the other side of the lounge and screeched to a halt at a dead end, just to dash into the nearest room when you spotted the wolf's shadow growing larger from around the corner.

The evening had been a typical one at the club; you'd spent the last few hours entertaining your regulars and a couple fresh faces that wanted to get a glimpse of the local sights. You hadn't even done any full-service appointments today, just had drinks, chatted, and cuddled with your clients until each and every one of them was satisfied. It was a night of easy money and certainly your preferred type of shift in your side career as a hybrid entertainer.

Having to escape from your feral coworker wasn't on your agenda at all, however, so as you dove for cover inside of a closet, you could only imagine how easy it would be for him to find you when the stink of fear radiated off your trembling body. You held your hands over your mouth, tensed up, and waited as you watched the door slam open through the slits of the closet. Avi's head swung towards you in an instant–the frenzy of lust he was in was so obvious, particularly in the wagging of his tail as he jumped towards the wardrobe and ripped the doors open.

“A-Avi, wait-!” Your words fell on deaf ears, he just grabbed you by the arm and threw you towards the nearest sofa. The moment you landed he was shoving his face into your chest and sucked in a deep breath, all while humping his sticky, bare cock against your inner thigh, growling.

“Smell s'good..” He muttered, his voice raspy and deep. Sure, he was overly friendly at times and could be known to pop one at inopportune times, but he was never…like this. Feral and…hungry. “Mmh..”

Dressed in little more than a cute bell collar and a pair of see-through panties, you had practically no defense against the salivating wolf hybrid and his claws. One shear of them over your hip and the lace was tattered, torn off your body with a snap of the band ripping, and Avi dragged you back all the way to lift your hips into his lap and bump your entrance with a warm, ruddy knob of flesh that you knew the sight of well. Never had it in you though, so that was about to change.

Thump. No luck. Too tight. Thwack. You jolted, gasped out something unintelligible, but he just slid out and up between your thighs. Shluck. On the third try he just barely managed to fit the tip in, only to pop out again and growl like he was about to teach your pussy a harsh lesson for rejecting him. By the looks of the knot he was already sporting around the base, he might not be fitting any of it inside you anytime soon, which you knew would only make whatever he was going through worse if he was denied the pleasure he needed to survive. Desperately, you tried to recall the advice Noel had once given you about easing in customers who were just a touch too big, but your mind went blank as Avi shoved two huge fingers inside you and started stirring them around recklessly. You squirmed, thrashed, kicked yourself away in a panic and tumbled off the couch on to the ground, landing flat on your belly with a thud.

Oh, shit. That was what Noel had said; laying on your stomach would make it a bit easier, and would help the ‘natural progression’ of things. Though there was nothing natural about the sinking weight of Avi's heavy body as he dropped down on top of you, cock pulsing and twitching every half-second as he tried the wrong hole first, heard you yelp, and finally managed to angle himself to slide right into you from above. Your folds parted almost effortlessly for him in this position, forcing out a sigh of relief from him that you felt in your bones. And when you thought it might go smoother from there, the wolf hooked his arm around your neck and squeezed you back against his chest as he started to rut.

“Ah! Ah-!” Each thrust tore a pleased grunt from his lungs as he battered your poor prey walls mercilessly, ignorant to the aching stretch that was slowly easing off as he parted the path to your womb with every rough stroke. The headlock he had you in was already making you dizzy, but the tight vice around your throat was only second to the feeling of your body readily submitting to the predator hybrid you called your friend. It was unnerving how easy it was for you to relent to him, no matter how strong and powerful he was to overwhelm you, but it was hard to care as much when your pussy was gladly welcoming in a knot your mind wasn't sure if you could really take.

“Aviii-!” Pop. You didn't even have a chance–you stiffened, he thrust in once he had you pinned, and forced it past your last line of defense before your nerves could even register the pain. They wouldn't really until the next morning when you woke up, particularly not when the wolf bit down into the nape of your neck with a muffled howl that loosened all your muscles and left you limp like a ragdoll. The searing heat of his cum sloshing into you would ensure your mind was taken off of the sting of being split open, and what would he care? It would just make it easier for you to carry his pups–the moment that thought entered your mind you shook it away, realizing then that your signals were getting mixed up by your instincts overriding rational thought. It also might've had something to do with the choking cinch of his thick bicep around your neck as he clamped down the hardest while riding out his much-needed orgasm.

Before he'd even finished spitting jets of wolf seed into his prey, Avi slowly ambled up on his hands and knees, and then–to your horror–started to stand up completely on his own two feet. You felt your body lift off the ground with no help from your hands, and gasped at the distinct shift of his knot inside you without it actually sliding out. Your fellow hybrid tried, to his credit, to pull you off, but when the first attempt failed he just shrugged and started walking back with you still impaled on his knotted shaft. Each step was a new jolt to your system of both pleasure and pain, a trail of pearly-white cum dripping behind you as he made his way to gods-knew-where, until you finally started to ease off with gravity and collapsed into something soft on the ground. Patting around, you found it to be the body of your other friends, Vivi and Noel, who with one glance knew exactly what you'd been through and just sighed.

his dirtiest fantasy is a pretty easy one to fulfill, at least if you’re already his--he wants to sweep your body up in his arms, exhausted from caring for all of his rowdy little pups, take you deep into the forest where you live together, and fuck you absolutely stupid. obviously the babymaking part isn’t a necessary requirement, it just adds to the fun for him--but the most important part of his fantasy is where he bends your body to his will and knots you time and time again, until you come to the point where you just start forgetting that you’re human. eventually, he wants to see you do things like shake yourself off when you get wet or roll around in the grass for fun, to rub your face against his so you can try and scent him, to start chasing a little woodland creature to catch it for his dinner and then maybe get a little shy and bashful when you realize what you’re doing. he knows you’re human, it’s not like he wants to change that, but he wants you to expect the duties that he does for you as your mate, just as if you were a hybrid by birth. and he’s a firm believer that conditioning you via sex is not only the best and most natural way to do that, but the most beautiful when he teaches you how to properly beg for his knot with those adorable teary eyes of yours. 

To be honest, most if not all are more than likely to kidnap you if the circumstances are right. I would say most likely would be Isabelle, Ebbi, Harley, Ingrid, Yuri, Jiyu, Ken, Makoi, Yuya, Avi, Ilya, and Conrad, simply for the fact that they have about an 80-90% chance of kidnapping you at some point depending on what happens over the course of you knowing each other.