Let Me Smell It

Valko x You

The first time Valko realized you were ovulating, he genuinely thought he was losing his fucking mind.

You’d only been dating for a little while, and nothing could’ve prepared him for it. One day your scent shifted; subtle to anyone else, but to a werewolf? It crashed into him like a goddamn truck. Warm. Sweet. Addicting. Every instinct buried beneath his goofy, affectionate exterior clawed its way to the surface all at once.

From that moment on, he couldn’t think straight. He tried so damn hard not to let you catch on. He stopped himself from lingering every time he hugged you. Forced himself to keep a few extra feet between you whenever he could. Every time you walked past him, he’d turn his head and grit his fangs because one deep breath was enough to have every feral thought in his brain screaming at him.

It was torture. Your scent followed him everywhere, clinging to his clothes, his sheets, his thoughts. He wanted to bury himself between your plush thighs every second of the day just to breathe you in, and it took every ounce of self-control he had not to.

Eventually…He cracked. Fresh out of the shower, you wandered into the bedroom only to freeze in the doorway. There stood your giant werewolf boyfriend in front of the laundry hamper, your used panties clutched tightly in both hands while he shamelessly buried his face into the fabric, dragging in a desperate breath like it was the only thing keeping him alive. The thick outline of the fattest erection strained against his sweatpants.

The second he noticed you standing there, his ears burned bright red. He froze. Slowly lowered the panties.

“…I can explain.”

please just give it raw oh my god😩

Jaw clench

VOICEEEE

Narrowing their eyes

Randomly saying sweet things

TELLING you when they’re jealous

SHOWING you that they CAN protect you

SHOWING you that they WILL protect you

BREATHING