#yawns

every month, she has a time where she won't let you talk or see her, it really scares you when it happens, especially since you live together now, but she always reassures you before and after, so you think it's just a weird quirk that she has when she's on her period.

but recently you've noticed some other.. quirks of hers. in recent months, she's been so clingy. coming up behind you while your cooking just to stick her face in your neck and press her hip into you and then tear herself away like she was doing something wrong. or at night, she has been wrapping herself around you, something she's never done before.

and about a week ago.. she asked you to top for the first time. this shocked you, obviously. in the little over a year the two of you have been dating she has never asked you to fuck her. you had even asked her if something was wrong, but she acted confused. after you got her very enthusiastic consent, you actually topped her.

you held on to her hips as you thrusted into sevika's soaking pussy. she's awfully vocal tonight, her whines echoing in your head, you'll be sure to remember these beautiful sounds.

although you're trying your best, it is your first time actually fucking her, and sevika doesn't seem happy about it. with a low growl, she uses the legs placed on your hips to flip the two of you over so she could ride you to the pace of her liking.

you're stunned still as she lowers herself onto the strap that you picked out for you, letting out a loud groan as she bottoms out, the top half of her body folding over, her hands falling on your chest to support herself as she grinds down.

the memories flood through your mind as you sit at your dining room table, waiting for sevika to grab whatever she was grabbing from the closet.

earlier this evening, she said she needed to talk to you about something important, which made you so, so nervous. what did she want to tell you? was she breaking up with you? was she going to kick you out?

your thoughts about an imaginary fate are interrupted by sevika coming out of your shared bedroom carrying a large box.

she put the box down with a soft thud before sitting across from you and finally speaking, "ok." she sighs, calling your name in a sweet tone as she takes a hold of your hand. "the things i'm about to tell you might scare you, and if you want to leave after i tell you this."

your face contorts in shock when she says this, "why would i ever leave you?" you question her, "what do you have to tell me?"

sevika stuffs her head in her hands and groans before blurting out, "i'm a werewolf."

your eyebrows fall and your jaw drops as you just stare at the woman in front of you, her hands still stuffed in her hands, neither of you knowing what to say.

you start giggling, then laughing.

still with her head buried in her hands she groans out, " 's not funny.."

"oh but it is." you giggle, but you catch your breath and grin at her, "so what's in the box?"

she finally looks up, her eyes searching for any signs of you retreating before throwing her hand towards the box to the left of her "proof."

you let out a hum, pondering on whether or not this is some elaborate joke, "can i open it?"

she nods, watching as you stand from your chair, and step towards the box and open it.

inside there is a small photo album, her laptop, and a dvd. you pick the three items up and place them down on the table as you sit back down. sevika watches you intently as you look through the photo album.

page after page is photos of sevika as a child around these large, wolf-like creatures. you notice her arms and face are covered in a thick layer of hair, her smile is lined with sharp double canine, and her nails are long and pointed.

sevika senses your sudden realization and states, "i was a lot more 'wolfy' in my teenage years. as i've gotten older my features have softened to be more human. the works of evolution i guess." she chuckles, looking down at her arm and running her hand up and down it to try and soothe her anxiety.

you now run through the woods at full speed, letting out soft giggles, knowing your girlfriend is somewhere behind you.

it turns out that what she was saying earlier was very true, and somehow, instincts that arise when mating have been affecting sevika, and she wanted to finally tell you her little big secret, seeing as her body seemed to know that you were the one. so you agreed to let her play this chase out to see what happens.

another, even more shocking thing, is that after sevika's mating instincts started to kick in, she developed a dick.

she expressed it had shocked her as much as it did you, telling you about last month during her cycle, where she fully turns unwillingly, she looked down to she a big throbbing cock where her pussy usually was.

you're deep into the woods now. taking a breather, running for that long is exhausting. your chest heaves, and you can feel your heartbeat in your ears, as you look around, trying to spot your sevika.

suddenly you feel a clawed hand take grip of your hair, pulling you back with her other arm wrapped around your midsection, as the very recognizable voice of your girlfriend breathes in your ear, "found you."

before you can say anything back, you're being turned around and your knees are forced to the ground, face inches away from sevika's dick, the tip bright red and throbbing steadily.

"you want this?" she grumbles from above you.

she receives an excited hum and you wrap your hand around the base of her as you take the tip into your mouth, making sevika's eyes roll into the back of her head and hips thrusting forwards on their own.

before you know it, your backed up against the trunk of a tree, sevika's clawed hand holding your head still as she fucks your mouth. drool is spilling out of your mouth and down your neck as you try your best to suck her very big dick, wrapping your hands around the back of her thighs, encouraging her to keep going.

she lets out loud growls and grunts as she fucks into you, your nose meeting her mound at every thrust. thankfully you've done plenty of strap-sucking before this, so you know the ins and outs of being throatfucked.

sevikas thrusts start becoming shorter and deeper, a tell-tale sign she close, so you amp your sucking up to the max, making sevika let out a loud groan before releasing what feels like buckets of cum down your throat, pulling out to let you breathe and let the rest out on your face.

the both of you catch your breath for a few minutes, before sevika finally speaks again, still holding her softening dick, "do you need me to take care of you?" she pants.

~~

Moving to Tulsa in the middle of summer had its ups and downs.

You didn’t have to go to school, so you could explore the city more.

But you had minimal chances to make friends and meet new people.

You’d just sleep until noon, go for a walk down the same track as yesterday, and watch TV. Repetitive nonsense.

Today, on a rather cool day, you surprisingly met someone on your walk!

His name was Ponyboy Curtis, which you didn’t believe for a hot minute. But he had a strange charm to him, that made for easy conversation until you parted ways.

And a few days after that, you were at a gas station, browsing for a cold drink or snack. A shoulder collided with your own, and you turned to scowl at the grinning boy.

He introduced himself as Curly (another odd name), before he started on an elaborate scheme to play a trick on ‘Steve’, one of the boys working there.

You shook your head, albeit smiling as you left the shop before he could.

Man, was Tulsa interesting.

~~

Ponyboy was crushing. Hard. On this person he’d talked to for about 10 minutes. But he thought you were real sweet, funny and pretty. Triple threat that’s utterly impossible not to fall for.

A few blocks over, Pony’s friend was having the same ‘problem’.

Curly almost giggled to himself as he thought of you. How you’d scowled, smiled and laughed at his antics. Curly was replaying those little moments in his head on repeat.

Unable to take it anymore, Curly pulled his shoes on and set out to the Curtis house.

With a sharp knock as he shoved opened the door, Curly waltzed in like he owned the joint. Pony didn’t even look up from his spot on the couch, eyes on the TV and abandoned book on his chest.

“Curtis.” Curly huffed, flopping onto the floor beside him.

“Hey Curly.” Ponyboy murmured in response as his eyes flicked to his friend. “What’s up?”

“I’m in love.” Curly was always one to be blunt.

Ponyboy raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

Curly nodded furiously, as he started rambling about you. Pony listened as he always did.

And when Curly was finished ranting, he flipped it around on Pony.

“Anyone caught ya eye?”

Pony’s lips pulled into a small smile. “Yeah, maybe.” He dropped his awful nonchalant act, quietly and quickly gushing over you.

Both boys giggled, not knowing they’d fallen for the same person.

Their ignorant bliss was disrupted the very next day.

The boys walked the streets, causing trouble and smoking throughout Tulsa. As Curly attempted to steal some cigarettes, someone caught Ponyboy’s eye.

He made a move towards the store door, grabbing the back of Curly’s shirt to pull him along. Curly was not happy, thrashing about in Pony’s surprisingly firm hold. 

~~

Across the street, you stood against a wall as you waited for your parents to finish the grocery shopping. Your name being called made you look up.

Ponyboy was crossing the street, grinning and waving with his free hand. His other hand was dragging someone else along, which was very intriguing.

“Hi.” Pony exclaimed, slightly out of breath and still holding onto his friend.

“Hey Ponyboy. Who’s corpse are ya dragging along?” You laughed, watching his friend suddenly scramble up and turn to face you.

Your brows raised. “Curly?”

“Hey.” He grinned, leaning on Pony who quickly shoved him off. 

“You guys are friends then? Small world. Or is it a small town…”

Your words made each of the boys turn to the other, brows furrowed as the gears in their brains slowly turned.

“How do you meet?” They snapped at the same time.

“At the DX.” Curly replied.

“On a walk.” Ponyboy huffed. They had both finally realized who you were to the other boy.

They both were crushing on you! And hard.

You giggled awkwardly at the interaction between the friends. Thankfully, your family emerged from the store and you bid them both farewell.

“Dibs.” They simultaneously stated once you were out of ear shot.

“Hey!”

~~

The next few weeks were torturous for the boys.

You were excited to be hanging out with two new friends, while said friends were practically competing for you.

Ponyboy would chat about a book you’d both read, making steam come from Curly’s ears. And every time Curly made you laugh, Ponyboy would pout out of your sight.

If you were at the Curtis house, they’d both scramble to offer you a drink or snack. Then they’d race to the kitchen to grab you something. That did result in a glass being smashed, and a lecture from Darry and Soda, resulting in their fight to become slightly more civil in the kitchen.

Curly would try and impress you with smoke rings, or they’d race but Pony would always win.

By this point you’d caught on.

You’d be daft not to have.

Neither of them were subtly when they stared at you, or excessively complemented you. When they’d bump into you on a walk and shoot the other a smug look. Or when you gave them the slightest compliment and they lit up with pride.

Boy, were you getting sick of it.

But you didn’t know what to do. Reject one and date the other? Let them both down and possibly loose your only friends? Let them continue to be childishly fighting over you?

You chose the latter.