#wolf fic

Joost had some strange habits. You'd been dating for a while and you were used to most of them, except for one: he was way too secretive at times. You didn't push, but deep inside it bothered you. A lot. There was one thing in particular that you couldn’t let go. Each month, there were always one or two days where he'd be away from you, even when he wasn't touring, recording or doing anything in particular. Normally you wouldn't mind. After all, couples didn't have to be together 24/7, and you certainly appreciated your own personal space, too. However, Joost wasn't really himself those days. He'd either be inexplicably grumpy or irritable, and if he stayed ‘too long’ according to him, he'd straight up start panicking and leave in a hurry. 

You didn't understand what caused it. The shift in behaviour had always been so sudden - his usual sweet self one day, then sour the next. At this point your mind had flipped through every possible scenario. What was he keeping from you? Was he scared of something? Cheating on you? Secret third option? You never gave him a reason not to trust you, yet this still happened every single month. All that was left was confronting him.

The next opportune moment was when Joost was at your place, in your bed, hugging you tightly after some amazing sex. His body slightly clung to yours from the sweat, but you didn't mind. 

“Hey babe, can I ask you something?” You craned your neck and turned to see him better. Joost’s pale blond eyelashes fluttered as he met your gaze, every inch of his body making contact with yours, as meant to be.

“Yes, schat?” His voice was a bit raspy from sex. He was so comfortable and handsome, you had to remind yourself to stay on track. That puppylike look he gave you was rather hard to resist, though.

“I noticed that you deliberately avoid me sometimes, and I wonder if I did something wrong?” You sighed, mentally preparing yourself for a difficult conversation.

“No, no, baby. You never done anything wrong.” The blond cooed, smoothing his large palms over your cheeks, his touch lingering on your skin.

“Then why do you shut me out completely?” You sounded a lot more accusatory than you may have intended, the long suppressed hurt coming to the surface. Joost’s eyes widened, looking even more like a kicked puppy now as he realised just how much this had been affecting you.

“I… don't know.” Lies. He knew exactly why but he was scared to tell you. You knew him well enough to be able to spot that.

“Bullshit!” You snapped, aggressively pushing your body upright and stared him down. “Goddamnit, if there's someone else just tell me so we don't waste each other’s time anymore!” 

“Schat, schat!” Joost protested, sitting up as well and gently gripped your shoulders. “There is nobody else, only you! I am not cheating on you, I promise!” The same kind of panic settled on your boyfriend's face as when he was doing The Thing… the Thing you still had no explanation for. So what was he hiding?

“Then what is it? What happens at least once every single month that you panic and leave without saying a word?” You pressed on, insistent on finding out. Joost opened and closed his mouth a few times, his lips quivering wordlessly before finally blurting out something. 

“Baby, if I told you, you wouldn't believe me.”

“Try me.” You interrupted him, having thrown patience out the window a while ago. 

Joost hesitated again, his internal battle written all over his face. It's not that he didn't want to be honest with you. It's just that the truth was most likely painful and he didn't want to hurt you even more. 

“I'm a werewolf.” Joost gulped as the words finally left his mouth. You let out an angry scoff and shook your head even as you heard his voice crack in his confession. 

“If you don't stop your stupid jokes right now!”

“I'm not joking.” Now it was his turn to interrupt you and it finally clicked. He was actually being honest. “I leave before every full moon because I don't want you to see the monster I turn into… and because it's harder to control it and I don't want to hurt you.” There was an odd sense of warmth and care in Joost's voice, the kind that made your heart melt… even if for just one moment. 

“Prove it.” 

“What?” The blond’s eyebrows crinkled deeply, like when he was trying to focus without his glasses. He'd just poured his heart out to you, spilling one of his deepest secrets. At first you dismissed him and now you were challenging him?

“Yeah, you heard me. Prove it. Turn for me right now.” Joost blinked at you, flabbergasted. You weren't freaking out. You heard everything loud and clear, and wanted evidence that he wasn't bluffing.

“But I'm literally a big, hairy, drooling monster when I –” 

“I don't care!” You snapped, and had to stop yourself from getting too carried away, lowering your voice. “I want to see you. All of you.” You finally took the blond’s hands into your own, offering him some comfort. “Besides, you can't just drop a literal fairytale bombshell on me and then not show me, come on!”

Joost loosened up a bit at your joke, chuckling softly as his hands gave yours a light squeeze. He even lifted them up and pressed a smooch on each, his moustache tickling your skin.

“Are you really sure about this?” He asked, eyes soft and full of love as he focused on you.

“Yes, I want to see you, fur and all.” You nodded, giving him an encouraging smile.

“Okay… alright…” Joost exhaled, reluctantly letting your hands go, feeling strangely empty without their warmth. “But if it gets too much just tell me, ja? At any point. I'll stop and turn back.”

“Yessir.” You gave him a playful salute, keeping it light-hearted even though in the back of your mind you were starting to doubt whether this was a good idea.

Joost cleared his throat and stood from the bed, taking a few steps back and just awkwardly lingered there for a second. He'd never had any audience when he turned, and doing it in front of the person he loved the most was giving him something akin to stage fright. He rubbed the nape of his neck, clearing his throat a few more times before stretching his neck and arms a bit, as if warming up before a workout. Your pulse raced as well, the anticipation killing you. When he opened his eyes they were glowing like pale gold headlights in the night. You went quiet. Observing. Awestruck. Maybe even forgot to breathe for a second. Then you heard his bones shift, the cracking sound so piercingly loud it made you recoil and clutch the blanket. You pressed your eyelids tightly together, your face scrunching up sympathetically. You weren't even the one undergoing such a difficult physical transformation, yet you almost felt the pain that came with it. 

“Open your eyes.” After some moments of silence, the familiar, beloved voice echoed in your brain, bringing you back to reality. 

And you obliged, slowly and carefully, ready to face the unknown. Joost’s eyes were still glowing, so much so that they illuminated his face on their own. He was covered in thick white hairs dispersed in a sea of gold and strawberry blond, just like his human hairs. He had big, pointy ears, massive canines peeking out of his mouth… and claws. Sharp, thick claws. The type that could tear your weak human flesh apart with one strike.

Your body had relaxed after the initial shock, but you remained speechless as your brain lagged behind. He looked absolutely gorgeous. You should've been scared shitless. Your boyfriend turned into a literal furry killing machine, yet you were actively marvelling at him. 

Joost's nose twitched and you heard him sniff loudly at the air like a goddamn puppy, except he was huge and so, so sexy. Wait, what?

“Seriously?” He sounded straight up offended in your mind as he caught the signature scent of arousal on you. “I’m out here anxious as fuck over turning in front of you and you’re getting horny?”

So you weren't hallucinating the first time. Joost was indeed speaking to you in your mind… and immediately caught you being naughty. You hadn’t even fully processed the events, but subconsciously you already wanted to fuck him.  

“Oh my god, you can read my mind?” You blinked and stared in disbelief, and your boyfriend just sighed - a single, long puff of air through his snout - before continuing to explain.

“Yes, we can connect our minds to communicate because it’s hard to speak when I’m wolfed out… also I can smell the horny on you.” Of course those heightened senses would catch the smallest change in your body. Potentially in your mind, too. 

It’s not like you could help it and it didn’t make sense to you either. Your beloved had just turned into some animal-human hybrid who could rip you to shreds. He probably drank blood and ate hearts for all you knew. That was a conversation for a different time, though. Right now your eyes lingered on every inch of his transformed body: the shiny hair, the long teeth and claws, the ears, the stronger jawline.

“Baby, I… I didn’t mean to minimise the situation. I’m sorry.” You sighed as your thoughts began to form some sort of order, sitting up. You reached towards Joost with both hands, grabbing his fuzzy paws lovingly. “I understand that this is hard for you and I thank you for opening up to me.” Your eyes twinkled with fondness as you held hands. Joost’s mouth curled into a pout with his canines peeking out and he cast his head down briefly, giving you a better view of his ears. The sight was so unexpectedly adorable, you wanted nothing more than to give him a big fat hug.

“You really think I’m hot like this?” He lifted his gaze again, the question posed shyly in your mind.

“You absolutely are, wolfje.” The nickname slipped out without thinking, and the look on Joost’s face was priceless. He flashed you a wide grin, baring razor-like rows of teeth but you didn’t mind. You thought it was the cutest and hottest thing ever. 

He finally inched closer to you, kneeling on the bed and hovering over you. You caught a whiff of him, taking in his changed scent. You couldn’t quite describe it: it was earthy and a little spicy, and quite intoxicating. You reached up, petting his cheeks on each side, wondering how you were supposed to kiss him like this before your lips clashed. It was the toothiest, sloppiest kiss you’ve ever had, Joost trying his best not to shove his much longer tongue down your throat. Your fingers dove into his hair while your other hand explored his furry upper body. The texture of the hairs was both silky and coarse in some parts. 

He let out little groans of what you assumed was pleasure, a low rumble bubbling deep within his chest. The sound only amplified when your fingers rubbed behind his ears, his own paws dragging along your body, careful not to scratch you. He was growing hard against your thigh, precum sticking to your skin. You could feel how much thicker he was in this form and your whole body quivered. Joost pulled away just enough to place a few slimy kisses along your jawline and neck, licking and cobbing at your pulse point. Somehow he knew exactly how careful he should be although you wanted it rougher.

As Joost continued down your chest and stomach, you grew a bit impatient. You just wanted to feel him inside you already. He scolded you lightly as he obliged, grabbing the lube from the nightstand and coating his thick cock generously. Your mouth watered at the sight and you wondered what it would be like to suck it. The cold lube yanked you back into reality as he teased your hole with his tip, already feeling dizzy as he entered you. Joost went slow, praising you with every inch you took before bottoming out, twitching inside you. Then, he began moving his hips, burying himself to the hilt in you with each thrust, making you see stars. Every stroke was deliberate and you felt so, so full. Your legs trembled as you flung them around his middle, bringing him even deeper into you. You whined, eyes closed, a few teardrops escaping from just how good he felt. Joost continued nosing and licking at the crook of your neck as he fucked into you, content growls escaping him. You’d never felt so close to him before. It was so different to how he fucked you as a human just hours ago: so much gentler yet with an underlying wildness.

It didn’t take long for either of you to cum. You threw your head back against the pillow as you moaned his name loudly, your whole body shaking beneath him. Joost followed shortly after, his length pulsing as he spilled deep inside you with a low, canine growl, pressing you into the mattress. Your senses were swimming and your body was floating. When you opened your eyes again, panting heavily from your amazing orgasm, Joost was human again.

“No…” You found yourself mumbling out loud enough for him to hear, pouting as you reached for the version of him that wasn’t there anymore.

“No?” Joost furrowed his brows and tilted his head in confusion, wearing that stupidly charming boyish grin you fell for years ago. taking your hands and kissing them.

“I wanted to see more of you, wolfje…” You whined, your palms squeezing his own as you nuzzled your face against his chest hair.

“I’m so sorry baby.” The blond cooed, pulling you in for a warm hug and smooching your forehead. “You will see so much more of me now that I know you like it. I promise. I turned back because I wanted to talk to you properly.” 

“I know, I just wasn’t expecting it to be so soon.” You sighed, appreciating his care as you wrapped your arms around him and took in his now human scent. 

———

“there. room 226”. marlow points. your heart thumped just by looking at the door alone.

“and he’s the worst case we’ve had? right?”. you assure, hoping marlow wasn’t serious when she nodded. she didn’t crack a smile or anything, she actually seemed just as frightened as you were. “I don’t know why headmaster’s sure that we can fix him. his symptoms are beyond our spells”.

“you mean you’ve tried?”.

she lifted her shirt sleeve with a wince, like something was hurting her. she soon pulled high enough to reveal the elastic bandage around her arm. she started to unwrap it, the further she unwrapped the more breath you withheld. three thin dark red gashes were scraped into the skin of her arm. you grit your teeth at the sight.

“he did this to you?”.

“he has these episodes and unfortunately I was caught in one of them”. marlow began wrapping the bandage back over. you couldn’t believe this was the same hybrid they were currently sending you into a room with. “just be careful. you’re good at magic so I’m sure you can act much faster than I can”.

you swallowed nervously. “if he’s so dangerous why are they keeping him here?”.

“he’s dangerous but he’s the most powerful among all the wolves here. Headmaster loves that about him. thinks he would be a perfect match for district 9. On top of all that he’s a complete asshole so that eliminates cross breeding. you know the rules for crossbreeding are lethal”. cross breeding was when one of the wolves mated with any staff in the home who weren't wolves. It was forbidden in this wing.

“yeah I know. I heard one nurse’s magic got banished and they left them to rot in a cage of full bloods”. you shivered just thinking about it.

the loud sound of high heels made the both of you stand up straight in an instant. it was Lula. Standing tall with her arms crossed across her neat pantsuit, face contorted into an unexplainable scowl, eyebrows arched so deeply you knew she was here to complain about something. that’s all Lula ever did.

“are you two going to continue to stand here conversing like you have nothing to do or are you going to go to your assigned rooms?“.

you elbowed marlow before picking up your food tray, assuring her that you would see her later. hopefully. you were hoping you’d see her then if you made it out alive.

you took a deep breath before you entered the room, unaware of what was about to happen. you’ll admit you thought the scene would look much more brutal than what you saw. you were expecting some hairy animal growling and foaming at the mouth when you appeared. but you didn’t see that at all. Instead, you saw a shirtless man sitting at the edge of his bed in front of the window, trying to solve a Rubix cube. He wasn’t as intimidating as you thought he would be either. Actually he was quite breathtaking, not in a scary way though. He was gorgeously ethereal and had a body that was so perfectly chiseled you couldn’t stop yourself from looking anywhere else. His hair was brown and cut into a shorter style which complimented his strong jawline and wide spanned shoulders. Surely if anyone hadn’t told you that he was some demented wolf you would’ve thought otherwise.

you placed his tray of food on his desk neatly in front of him , too afraid to make direct eye contact. he immediately halted his movements at the whiff of your scent. sweet vanilla.

“good morning. chan is it? how are you feeling today?”. you began to arrange his utensils just to prolong the time it took to look at him.

“oddly enough I feel calm, miss nurse. how are you feeling?”. he mumbles. The last thing you expected was for him to speak back to you with manners. you were taken aback even though you didn’t show it.

“I feel a little good this morning thanks for asking. I’m glad you’re feeling calm. I hope this meal will soothe you even better”. when you finally looked into his eyes you could just melt. he was already looking directly at you with the most innocent gaze you’d ever seen from his kind. you wanted to look away but you thought maybe that was too awkward. now that you were a bit closer though you got a glimpse of the wolf fang pendent that hung from his necklace.

"thank you". you paused for a moment. "you're welcome. let me know if you need anything else". on that note you turned to leave quite shocked that this was the one whom everyone was afraid of. the more you moved the more your aroma swarmed him. the minuscule gray hairs on the back of his neck stood upright.

"did you just get hired here?". he asks once your hand was wrapped around the doorknob. you slowly recoil. "no I've been working here for years actually. this is just our first time meeting". he nodded while swallowing his mouth full of steak. "I'd like to meet you again if that's alright with you miss nurse. you're really kind to me".

"sure thing chan. I'll see you later okay?". you smiled a bit before you were finally on the other side of the door with your back against it, breathing like you'd been holding in your breath all this time. your heart was beating so fast you had to hold your chest just to catch it.

"what is it?! did he lash out?". marlow whispered with worry as she was making her way down the hall. you shook your head and leaned up off the door where he couldn't hear you. "no he didn't he was actually nicer than I thought. you never told me he was good looking".

"because he's vicious. why would I give a damn about his looks?". you silently agreed and kept walking. had someone attacked you, you wouldn't be thinking about their looks either. but you couldn't help but to find it odd that he was nice to you. it didn’t add up at all. "what did he say to you?".

"he was just calm. he looked so normal when I was in there, spoke regular too". marlow shook her head in complete disbelief. "no way he was like that? do you know how many nurses got attacked by him this week?". the both of you made it to the kitchens and began washing your hands. you stared at your fingers underneath the running water. "I know it was like he was a completely different person. it kind of scared me. but don't tell anyone I told you this. the last thing I want is to be assigned to him from now on and he ends up attacking me horribly". Marlow nodded and dried her hands with a nearby towel. “I won’t just be careful like I said alright?”. You also gave her a nod in exchange. “I will don’t worry”.

—————

Your heart raced as you rushed to stop the running blood on gracie’s arm. She grimaced every single time you added pressure to the open wound. you grasped your wand, ready to rid her of the pain with a healing spell. “that stupid fucking wolf”. she hissed, making you hesitant to ask the question you wanted to ask. “was it chan who did this?”.

“yeah who else?! I swear there’s nothing we can do to keep that bastard in check. no one here has ever acted as wild as him”.

“what exactly happens before he attacks?”. She winced again before answering. “nothing he’s an asshole. If you look at him in a way he doesn’t like, talk to him a certain way or even look as if you’re about to do something to him he goes ballistic. Sometimes he does it for no reason”.  you blinked as you bandaged her up, wondering where that side of chan was this morning. You even wondered if it was going to be there tonight considering you were assigned to give him dinner and to dispel a calming charm.

As you did before, you took a deep breath before entering. Nothing crazy was going on except for the fact that the room was unbearably cold and chan was sitting shirtless again, at his desk writing. He squeezed his veiny hands into a fist at your aroma instantly filling his nose when you arrived. he was fighting the urge to swallow you in one bite.

“hey I got you some dinner”. you announce casually as if he was a close friend. you figured maybe that would allow him to warm up to you better. you carefully sat the tray on his bed not even noticing how much he was subtly watching you. Imagining how you’d taste.

“thank you”. he said although he wasn’t sure if he was more appreciative of the dinner or your scent. “sure thing. are you okay? having fun?”. you asked sweetly.

“I’m okay just writing a little bit. I was kind of waiting for you”.

you give him a small smile. “really? how come?”. his face immediately blooms red at your response, he starts uncontrollably smiling with his dimples pressing into his splotchy cheeks. he was shy.

“you’re really sweet. It kind of makes me feel good”.

“really? is that why you’re behaving?”. you crossed your arms with pride and he laughs. you realized that you wanted to see more of that. him laughing, that is. he tousles his hair with his fingers, “maybe. I suppose sometimes I can get a little out of control”.

“what’s it like? being a halfbreed wolf?”. you’ll admit it was difficult to keep your composure with a shirtless man that had a nice body. eyes above the neck. above the neck only.

“interesting. bittersweet maybe. it’s like once you tell someone that you’re a half breed the animalistic side is all they could think about. they don’t think about who you are as a person, you’re just this vicious animal to them”. you nodded in agreement,

“I understand. But won’t you admit that wolves are aggressive creatures by nature? it’s inevitable that people will think of you that way”.

he chuckles a little before he speaks again. you liked seeing him giggly like this. it was cute. “yes but .. sometimes it feels like I have no room to be human. Like when do I get to feel emotions? When do I get to do normal things?”.

“you know being human isn’t all it’s cracked up to be”.

“says the wizard”. you jocosely scorn at the humor that you didn’t even know he had.

“half”.

“touché”.

weird. you thought morosely. either everyone is lying or they were completely insane about the way chan was.

“so? you’re not going to eat?”. you hoped he ate soon. the calming charm was in his dinner.

“yeah I am thank you miss nurse. I appreciate it a lot”.

“no problem. just don’t let it get cold. I’ll check on you tomorrow alright?”.

“leaving already?”. he smiles that smile that didn’t make him look like any beast at all.

“yes I’ve had a long day caring for you wolves. you guys tire me out”.

“I can only imagine. well get some rest miss nurse I don’t want you to lose sleep”.

“thank you chan I won’t. behave yourself okay?”. you make way to the door, ache sprouting at the balls of your feet.

“can’t make any promises!”. you roll your eyes and close the door anyway, with your heart fluttering at his cuteness.

as soon as you left he took a breath, completely dumbfounded without your scent. as soon as he smelled it for the first time he knew there would be no letting go. his heat cycle was drawing near and there was no way he’d spend this one like he spent his last one. lonely and desperate to cum. he felt his cock rise just at the sheer thought of you completely bare at his grasp, moaning wild while he was pounding into you shamelessly . he palmed himself at the way you’d look at him with your eyes half lidded, lips swollen and sloppy from drooling, thighs spread wide enough for him to grip and scratch. he curses silently at the image that had his cock throbbing in his fist. he felt like a fucking pervert but he didn’t care.

the best part he imagined was after fucking you, he would obtain such a big appetite he’d finish you diligently. absolutely nothing would remain of you. he smiled a little at the thought of that.

—————

you shot up in a pool of sweat, chest rising and falling drastically while your eyes dart around the ceiling above. your heart pulsed and an uneasy feeling raced through your veins. the darkness of your room swallowed you completely whole. you felt a presence. you felt like someone was there watching you.

something wasn’t right.

fear crawled its way through every bone in your body. you blinked once, then twice, until a familiar face flashed before you behind each shade. you jumped back gripping your pillow tightly as sweat started to cascade down your face. there was this scent that followed shortly after, husky with a hint of citrus and sweat.

just as quickly as everything came it was all gone in an instant. It was weird, like a ghostly presence or something supernatural coming and going. It only left you to think that it was just a dream. Or some illusion you had when you were half asleep. It had to be an illusion right?

Who could possibly be watching you?

———————

chan licks his lips, gritting his teeth at what was ahead of him. his finger tips touches the ground, he stands poised and shirtless with nothing but energy running through his veins.

“on your mark, get set, go!”. one of the other wolves called out, sending chan and minho running straight across the field. minho was fast but apparently chan had other plans. he was touching the finish line in a blink of an eye with the rest of the wolves cheering in the dust he left. minho could do nothing but laugh when he reached the finish line, he knew chan wasn’t some ordinary wolf he could just challenge. it made him envious in a way but he wasn't going to admit that. he pats chan on the back yet again with a small smirk.

“good shit”. chan copied the same smirk minho wore. “you didn’t think I could beat you did you?”.

“not at all half breed”. the slick comment didn’t sting until minho and his friends had walked away. Chan was starting to love hanging out in the field and playing games with the other wolves, but if they were going to piss him off he had no problem flipping the script fast. they knew chan was different. they just never learned in what way.

anyway it was dinner time, and it would chan's first dinner at mrs.porter's amongst the other wolves. It would be pretty awkward for him though, being that he was the most well known there yet had no real friends to sit with. chan's mind was twisted but he never rejected friends. he could use them for sure. as soon as he was finished piling worrisome amounts of food on his plate he sat in the middle of some random table and began eating. he didn't notice that the others were watching him in awe, disgust and even some adoration. it was chan. the senseless wolf they've been hearing about for weeks.

"what the fuck are you all staring at?". chan snarls, stuffing his mouth with more mashed potatoes directly after. all of their attention immediately went back to other things, some of them even faked a conversation in distress. a tray unexpectedly plopped down right next to his, and a face appeared in his line of sight. it was a freckled faced boy with purple hair, wire framed glasses and a pretty bright smile.

"hi chan!". he uttered happily, and all the attention was back on chan again, desperate to see how he'd respond to such a gesture. the boy pushes his hand out for chan to shake. "my name is felix. do you want to be friends with me?". it surprised them that he didn't falter at all. chan hesitantly shakes it with a furrowed brow. he was skeptical, but the boy was cute and he wasn't expecting his voice to be that deep either, so hey. "nice to meet you..felix?".

"i've heard so much about you. everyone is so afraid of you here. I actually think you're kind of good looking and nice".

chan began scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. he didn't know whether to smile or stay serious.

"thank you felix. how long have you been staying here at mrs.porter's?".

"oh i've been here all my life. my parents didn't want to raise a wolf so. they sent me here. i don't blame them I guess."

"so you know everyone?".

"yeah pretty much. I know all the nurses and staff too. so if you ever need help with anything I'm your guy". felix smiles softly prior to biting into his sandwich. chan knew that wolves in their human form came in all shapes, sizes and personalities. but it was pretty hard to believe that felix was a beast.

chan spots you out the corner of his eye, in the hallway outside the dining wing talking to marlow. he points when everyone's attention was elsewhere again. "can you tell me about that nurse right there?".

felix looks and nods. "oh her. she was one of the first nurses to assist me when I came. her and yoon. she's really smart and pretty, knows a lot about wizardry. her dad is a wizard but her mom's a muggle. her family is really dysfunctional and they don't get along with wolves too well. she beat the odds though, you know being a nurse and all. her father is arranging a marriage for her soon, I heard".

"arranging marriage? people still do that?".

"for her family yes".

"you think she'll go through with the marriage?".

felix shrugs and takes another bite. "I don't know. her dad is a really powerful wizard so I doubt she has a choice. why? are you planning on marrying her anytime soon?".

chan quickly shakes his head. "no just wondering. she's really pretty though".

felix does a dramatic sigh that makes chan look at him awkwardly. he wasn't really used to much social interaction or social cues at all.

"yeah. everyone is so good looking here".

a familiar smirk flickered out of the corner of chan's eye. it was minho, talking to his buddies and sitting just tables away from them. chan didn't even know him but he could already tell that he hated him. "that bitch".

felix peaks to see who he was looking at. "oh? are you talking about minho?".

"whatever his name is.".

"you don't know his name? he's the chosen one that leads our pack through every district".

chan felt a tinge of annoyance. "so he's the one who will lead us through district 9?". felix shrugs. "well headmaster has yet to pick. you know we train all year long but for the last five years minho has been chosen". felix looks around before he says anything further. "hey,". he was suddenly whispering, "between you and me I think headmaster might pick you. don't tell anyone I said this. people are protective over minho's leadership".

chan nods and takes another bite of food. so that's why minho was acting that way. he knew chan was his competition. "don't worry,". chan continues, "I won't tell".

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"so? they're just going to throw you into a relationship with someone you don't even want?". rune asks you, staring at the potion brewing in the cauldron. potions always came out pretty when rune made them. it was beginning to shade lilac with a burnt orange undertone, sort of like a sunset.

"yes and I can't even say I'm surprised. my dad has been on my ass about the kind of man he wants me to marry since I've been born".

she sighs and stirs. "when do you meet him?".

"over the winter recess. so I guess I won't be working then".

"if I were you I'd just pretend to like him, marry him, and then divorce him and run away".

"my dad will find out about that. he finds out about everything".

"everyone is settling down, you guys make sure you give out the potions before they sleep". lula interrupts, barging into the room out of nowhere. you and rune give her a head nod. "we were just getting to that". rune spoke up for the both of you all while rolling her eyes behind lula's back.

you stop the cart just in front of his door and quickly smooth out the wrinkles in your clothes. you knocked on the door and waited patiently for him to answer. you were starting to become nervous doing this. knocking on his door without knowledge of what could possibly happen. you heard light shuffles before the shadow of his feet finally approached the door.

he opened it shirtless as always, but this time his body was slightly wet and a white towel was wrapped around his torso. his arm rested on the ledge the door as he stared at you with a smile flaring from the corner of his lips. the fang necklace that he was always wearing was resting on his bare collarbones and for some reason, it made your knees weak.

"I'm bringing you the nightly dose, unless you're busy? I can come back after you're finished".

chan shook his head and opened the door further, signaling that it was okay for you to come in. you subtly exhale trying to gain the energy to even move. it felt like you were moving in slow motion when you finally sat the cup on his desk. you didn't even want to turn around but you knew you had to. chan was staring, wallowing in your scent and god forbid you bent down any further because the towel would make things obvious.

not that it wasn't already obvious, you could see the thick print of his cock right through it. but you swiftly shifted your attention back to his eyes. he smiles a little. "I'm sorry about this, I just got back from pounce training in the field. had I known the nightly rounds were coming at this time I would've been dressed. at least halfway".

"oh it's alright chan, you guys train heavily. there's no penalty for showering". you almost choked on your tongue at the sight of his arms adjusting the towel on his waistline, veins scrawled along his forearms. "so how have you been? I haven't seen you all day". he lied, for the sake of starting up another conversation.

"the usual, making potions and running errands with marlow and rune. how was your first dinner today?".

"it was pretty cool I met this kid named felix? turns out hes not afraid of me and wants to be my friend so that was interesting to hear".

"awe you're friends with felix? he's so cute I'm so happy for you. I love him".

chan chuckles, "you don't have to gush over it. but thank you it's nice to have a friend here I guess".

your cheeks were growing warm and red. "why can't I gush over it hm? I'm happy. I like seeing you wolves happy. it's my job".

"so I guess you understand how I feel every time I see you smile huh?". his dimples were appearing.

"every time I smile?".

"you're smile is pretty. I like seeing it. it makes me feel good".

your face was practically burning by now. "can I ask you something chan?".

"yes?".

"do you flirt with all of your nurses like this?". he does that cute laugh again. butterflies swarmed in your belly.

"no, just you. why? are you getting jealous already?". he teases.

you share another laugh with him. "no stop it chan. you're supposed to be drinking your dose".

"can I ask you something next then?". chan suggests and your heart started to fall. "what is it?". when he approaches you your body immediately tenses. he came close enough for you to catch his scent. he smelled of earthy musk, ginger and sandalwood.

you were anxiously staring at him while his eyes wandered you lustfully. you held in a breath when his fingers swept against your cheek and lifted your chin to look into his eyes. "why do I get this feeling every time I'm around you?".

"what feeling?".

he unexpectedly plants a soft kiss on your lips, one that you'd never forget. chan's lips were so plump and gentle they mesmerized you, really. even if they were only pressed against yours for three slow seconds. "I feel calm. you don't make me feel crazy". he waited for you to reply but he only saw the desperate plead in your eyes for him to kiss you again. he gave in and went for another, and another, and another, until your back was laid flat against his door and hid burly rough hand was around your neck. your breathing became weighted and you felt like nothing on earth even mattered in that moment. you just wanted to chan to touch you.

"please chan". you hissed between the breathy kisses of you both. you felt his fingers crawl up your skirt finally finding purchase on the waistband of your panties. his eyes were dark and sinister when the bore into yours this time around. you fell victim to his gaze. "please what? you want me to play with your pussy don't you?". he growls.

before you could even answer you came entirely undone with his two fingers sinking into you. the amount of pleasure you felt, the adrenaline that rushed through body at that moment was worth more than the consequences of potentially getting caught. your mouth fell agape and chan disappeared into the erotic sounds you made while he was curling his thick fingers inside you. he could last a lifetime just like this. up against you, your whimpering cries filling his ears, god-- his cock immediately grew. you pushed down just a little bit desperate to get his fingers in fully. he thrusts them in sluggish before gradually increasing the pace. your body relaxes into his while your arms wrapped around his neck. pangs of bliss shot through every bone in your body, sparks were exploding deep in your belly.

"my god chan". you breathed with your body writhing in his grasp. it was taking everything within him not to bite you or go completely feral at the way you moaned his name. he pulls his fingers back and starts fucking you with them again, much faster than before. you tensed holding a breath for a long while until it finally all came out as a prurient squeal. "you feel so fucking good and I'm not even inside you yet". he snarled again, licking and sucking bruises into your skin. your eyelids fluttered barely lidded while he pounds his fingers into you mercilessly, without a care in the world for his strength and how rough he was being. you claw at his back as if you were a wolf yourself, scratching insanely because of how good it felt.

you could feel his cock twitch up against your thigh, throbbing and desperate for attention. you knew the towel he had wrapped around his waist was clinging on for mercy, it had to be hard to stay up with his cock sticking out so far. you wanted to wrap your mouth around it but it was hard to say much of anything while chan was rubbing against the spot that had you doubling over. you choked on your own throaty whimpers, his knobbly knuckled fingers filling you with a feeling similar to that of magic.

there was a loud knock on the door all of a sudden to which chan immediately helped you down and squabbled on some pants while he was at it. you tried to catch your breathe as you answered with your heart pounding.

"hello?".

"oh you're in there? it's rune. just making sure chan got his nightly dose. me and marlow are doing the other rounds".

"yeah don't worry I just gave it to him. I'll be out in a minute to help you guys".

"okay no biggie. we'll wait here then".

you hold your head with a feeling of shame washing over you all at once. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that what the hell was I thinking". you abruptly left the room without saying another word to chan, leaving on a worser note than you intended.

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beads of sweat trickled down minho's face while punching the bag over and over again trying to gain more stamina within each blow. he was also working extra hard since headmaster harlan was keeping tabs today. as always she smiled watching Minho, she was forever proud of him for striving to be better than he was the year before. she loved that most about him.

"working harder for district 9 aren't we?". she announces in the middle of his session, making her presence known. even though she didn't really have to do that, you could spot that blazing red hair from a mile away.

"yes of course. the pack doesn't need a weak leader". minho kind of boasted while still punching. she sneers. "I wouldn't be so head strong if I were you".

"what are you talking about?".

"I didn't pick yet. there's some wolves that have excellent potential. the competition might be tough".

he nearly stopped punching when he heard that. she laid a hand on his shoulder. "don't let that stop you from doing what you're supposed to do". that made minho clench his jaw.

felix huffs next to chan while the both of them were running. it was the afternoon and felix invited chan to work out with him since he hated training alone. he nearly forgot chan was a track star. he had to run at the speed of light just to keep up but hey, i guess it was good for his training. "you know headmaster harlan is spying on everyone today right?". felix breathes.

"yeah I heard. I don't know what to expect".

" she's probably just going to look around. scope us out. picking isn't for another month but she likes to see whose working".

chan thought for a moment. "have you ever wanted to get picked lix?".

"yeah sometimes. although i don't know if i truly want to get picked or If I want to get picked just to raise my self esteem".

chan opened his mouth to speak but was hit from a rough shoulder swipe of some other runner behind him. he hit the ground feeling his knee scrape against the pavement. felix eyes widened watching minho stand in front of chan smirking right in his face. "oh i'm sorry. it was an accident". chan grit his teeth and pushed him a few feet back.

"you think you're fuckin funny?!". felix used his arm as a guard to chan's chest, signaling that he should calm down but he had a feeling chan wouldn't listen. "I don't think you should do this right now".

"no fuck that bastard! if he wants to fight we can fight".

minho wiped the dirt off of his hands before approaching chan with the dumbest grin on his face. he threw his arm in for a punch and was immediately countered with a punch to his face instead. the impact made minho's head throb and blood was trickling from his nose. he wouldn't back down though. he angrily charges into him slamming chan right on the ground beneath them. he got a couple of blows before chan finally grappled him and flipped him over, sending his fists bashing straight into minho's face. the scene was bloody and brutal, felix was glad that the service men came to pry them off of each other because surely he couldn't do that by himself.

chan was still pissed even while being hauled to the medical wing. he didn't want to listen to anyone or do anything but of course seeing you made all the difference. it was silent at first as you moved around the room, gathering the correct potions and spells to heal him. you were kind of scared to say anything. you didn't know how he'd react. he enjoyed that scent of sweet vanilla again, it made him feel like everything was alright. he was hardly even worried about minho anymore.

"how did this all even happen chan?". you finally asked before the thickness of the air choked you.

"minho doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself. i think he's nervous about the pick date. he's a fuckin bitch". chan watches you gently clean his wounds before dispelling charms to alleviate them all. maybe it was the way you put your heart into everything you did. maybe it was the way he could tell that you truly cared for his well being. whatever it was, he found himself beginning to fall in love with it. his heart flutters in a way he’s never felt before.

“I knew you and him wouldn’t get along but I didn’t think it would come to this. Do any of you want to get picked even? headmaster won’t be happy about this I can’t tell you that for sure”.

“you knew? And you didn’t warn me about him?”.

“well I was hoping I’d be wrong”.

you continued healing him, waving your wand over all the places he was bruised. when you were done he was calm, just laying there in the clinical chair gazing up at you as if you placed every star in his universe. The room was silent for a while.

“you know, I’m not mad at you for leaving last night”. he mentions, reading your body language. last night. god. your stomach caved at the sheer thought of his fingers. “I was confused last night. that’s never happened to me before. I love you wolves like I raised you all myself. but you’re different”.

“what are you getting worried for? I didn’t tell anyone If that’s what you think”.

you looked at him with guilt eating you alive. “I’m sorry for even putting you in this position”.

he pulled you in by your white medical coat. “listen to me. what are you sorry for? I kissed you first didn’t I?”.

“yes and that’s why I’m so guilty and confused”.

“why?”.

“because I wanted you to do it. I wanted you to touch me”.

he dwindled his fingers around the pleats of your skirt making his intentions clear. your heart rushed. “do you still want it?”. he waited for a response from you until he decided to take matters into his own hands. he lifts one of your legs over to the other side of his head, making you straddle his face. your eyes expanded at his gestures. you couldn’t exactly say they were unwanted.

you felt his knuckles tugging your panties down until he came face to face with your bare pussy. he’ll admit, he was in love. “I don’t think we should do this in he-fuckk”. he interrupts you mid sentence by flat tonguing your already sticky lips. you tremble at how heavenly his tongue felt. wet and so fucking warm. he held that sinister look in his eyes even when he stared at you from below, curling his tongue around your clit and folds. your skirt lifts as a result of him gripping your waist, nails scratching into the thin pieces of skin. “fuck you taste good”. his dark voice made you quiver. you resisted the urge to rock your hips down onto his face. you braced yourself and clutched the sides of the chair that you reach as best as you could.

with your head strewn back, meek moans flooding the air chan’s cock grew at just how nasty you really were. you tilted your hips as he sucks your clit as if his life depended on it, his dark groans vibrating the entire organ. you hoist your shirt up just so you could play with your nipples, adding onto the pleasure nonetheless. Chan stops for a quick moment and smirks as he watches you, lost and playing with yourself desperately. you were so fucking sexy like this. Just like this. he proceeds to spit and dive his tongue right into you. you wasted no time moving your hips fully riding his face as he tongue fucked you to tears.you kept gasping for air, hands trying to grip whatever was nearby. “please don’t stop fuck”. you felt your hips bucking wildly against his face as your climax was drawing near. the wet sounds of you grinding on his lips filled the room, thus encouraging him to lick and suck you until cum was sliding down his cheeks. adrenaline raced through your veins as your pussy throbbed harshly with cum spilling out of you and yet Chan wouldn’t stop. the white substance rolled down either sides of his face but he was unfazed to say the least. chan had been hungry for you since the day he saw you. he was determined.