@moonbcrne , willow ; "you’re an asshole, you know that?"

nails dig crescent moons into his palms as she speaks. he had already been on edge from the moment he caught sight of her walking closer and closer to his vicinity. sunny wanted nothing more than for floor to swallow him whole in that moment. he had done everything he could to avoid any encounter with her. it had gotten to the point where he would even turn down any opportunity hang out with carter in fear that she would be there — or worse case scenario — if she was there with cade. he knew he wouldn't be able to stomach the sight, so he isolated himself. either wallowing in self-pity or finding ways to numb the pain.

❝ yeah, i’ve been told. ❞ the words come out sharper than he intends, a flimsy shield of sarcasm in attempt to mask the crack in his voice. he exhales shakily, eyes fixed somewhere over her shoulder, too afraid that if he looks at her he’ll see pity. ❝ guess it’s better than being a fucking idiot, right? ’cause that’s what i’d have to be to stick around and watch him pick you. ❞

@moonbcrne , cade ; [ rut ]: desperate because of their biology, sender begs to knock up receiver.

cade was normally gentler, sweeter with them. always caressing them with soft touches and whispering honeyed words that made their heart swell. they never minded how soft cade was with them whenever it came to intimacy. they knew it came from a place of genuine love and concern for their well-being. when they did want cade to be a little rougher with them, however, it was usually sunny that would have to initiate it — reminding cade that he can't break them that easily.

so it's an odd, but welcome change of pace when a few kisses is all it takes for cade to seemingly lose his sense of self, pinning them down and invading every inch of their personal space like he couldn't get close enough to sunny. they cling to the fabric of cade's shirt, as if unsure of what to do with their hands. it was rare they ever felt so caught off-guard like this. intimacy was one of the few things they felt so sure of themself with. it came so naturally to them and to have cade finally using his strength to overpower them, pressing all his weight down onto sunny, was dizzying in the best way.

❛ wanna breed you ❜ cade's voice is rough and low as he grinds down against sunny, and they can feel just how hard he is already. it has them whining already, hips rolling up to meet his and they can feel how wet they are as the outline of his cock straining against his jeans presses against their core. they almost don't register what he just said.

breed. it finally clicks for them. sunny isn't all that familiar with werewolf biology, but this must be some sort of 'werewolf thing'. it was the only explanation for their normally calm and careful boyfriend to seem so lost in some unexplainable lust. and the thought of cade being this feral for them, wanting to breed them sends a shiver down their spine from the anticipation.

@moonbcrne , cade ; "a big, warm glass of milk always helps me sleep after a nightmare. do you want me to get you some?"

❝ gross... ❞ they mumble, rubbing at their eyes with a yawn before turning over on their side and pressing themself closer to cade — burying their face into their boyfriend's chest. it wasn't as bad this time, and thankfully cade had gently shaken them awake before it got worse. the night terrors were few and far between now, coming to them only when things in their life were particularly stressful. they were used to the feeling of dreading going to sleep. if it wasn't nightmares, than it was the uncontrollable dream walking which was sometimes more horrifying than the nightmares. at least they knew the nightmares weren't real, but the out of body experience and vulnerability that came with dream walking was more unsettling for them.

still, they have cade by their side now and ever since the two started dating, they found it easier to sleep at night. maybe it was cade's presence or the fact that they finally felt like things were falling into place that gave sunny some semblance of peace.