#zzzero lycaon

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

King of aftercare! Whatever you like, he will more than happily do, then he will check for any marks, and after that, he will give you words and affirmation telling you how well you did and how much he loves you. And he requires a little aftercare himself, holding you close and just having you for a while. He will always ask to keep you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his hands. He takes great care of them they are soft yet strong, the same hands that will delicately clean and make everything perfect and clean, these same hands that make you writhe in pleasure and he likes that you like them.

Is it cheating to say he likes every part of you? If it is then he likes your hands. He likes pressing his hand against yours because it's a clear indication that he is much bigger than you. He likes to hold your hand,kiss the back of your hand... He likes hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

When he wants to cum he will always want to cum inside you. He will even beg to fill you up. He doesn't care if he has to wear a condom or wait for your birth control. He just wants to fill you up.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

You will never know how much dirty thoughts he actually thinks about you. You'll never know how much fists his cock with his hand when he has a moment of peace to himself.

And you'll never know that he has ruts every early spring where he needs you so bad it hurts but he takes suppressants every time so you never notice because the thought of losing control (to Lycaon who values his self-control and discipline) Makes him angry.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's done it once or twice in his youth. So he's a little inexperienced. But he is a very quick learner, and very perceptive so he will find where all the right places to touch on your body are.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy ahah. Half joking. He doesn't mind any position however he does prefer missionary because he wants to see you and have access to your body so he can touch you, hold you or kiss you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He does not mind indulging a little bit when you're the one goofing off, petting his tail or touching his ears. but he is as serious as they come. If you get too distracted, he'll be the one to pull you back to what you're supposed to be focused on...

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Extremely well-groomed, He has a whole hair care fur care and facial care routine.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Romance... Now that's what he truly shines, He is as romantic as they come, he sees sex as a very intimate act. And he works hard to set the mood just right for you He wants your eyes to sparkle and light up and he wants his heart to pound hard in his chest when he takes you to the bedroom. A romantic dinner, a night out beneath the stars. This man will think of it all he'll plan different dates for different occasions for different days and holidays.

You don't even want to know what he does for Valentine's Day or anniversaries... With his connections to clients and his high pay he will take you to jaw dropping fancy places. And like the gentleman he is he'll pay for everything.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He was so busy that he hardly even thinks about it; however since he has you. He's been really struggling. His mind plagued with thoughts about you, and he could feel his pants already straining; he was afraid that you had awakened something inside of him that he thought he had outgrown. What have you done to him?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I've said it a few times before so you could already guess that He has some sort of size kink. With a creampie kink, slight breeding, pet play(with you being the pet) and master/servant.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom, he will not do it anywhere else. You can try to convince him to do it at his desk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Wearing something extremely nice, like something as usual clients would wear He will try not to stare. Catching them off guard like a lingerie or discovering that you're wearing nothing underneath your clothing will also turn him on to no end.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He will not, under any circumstances hurt you. Whether it be biting or scratching . You are small compared to him so he fears hurting you too much. Even if you wanted he's extremely hesitant out of fear of losing control of his own strength. He will choke you lightly and he'll be rough with you but anything past that. No

He will also never ever fuck you in a bathroom, outside or in a hollow too dirty!!

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers giving, of course he doesn't mind receiving but, he'd rather be on his knees tasting you, He loves to see you ride and squirm on his time and he loves the taste of you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough when he stressed, However usually it's a good pace and sensual taking his time to feel every bit of you, but fast enough to satisfy you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

At first he didn't like them, but then after teasing him so much he dragged you into his office to teach you a 'lesson.' with a hang on your mouth and his teeth digging into your shirt, he now sees the appeal of quickie.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He likes when your risky, but he's not the risk taking type. Well there are exceptions.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Lots of stamina, he can last for a few rounds before he begins to tire.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes, toys, Toys are that exception of risky. Since you like to be a little horny brat, then you shouldn't mind a vibrator inside you outside as he plays with the buttons

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He only teases when your bad and he has to punish you. Sometimes he teases when he wants to see you beg, But he doesn't do it often He's not cruel.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's quiet at first, Breaths and growls, he gets louder the longer he fucks you, louder when he's close to cumming, until he cums inside you with a howl.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Lycaon admits, he hesitated when he first had you underneath him; all you were, he didn't want to hurt you. Now he's addicted to the way you take him, your tiny hole stretching around him, struggling to fit.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Big muscular Man, trains frequently at the gym.BIIG VEINY COCK, with a knot, he can't help but feel a little bit of pride at his big size.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

At first it was almost not existent now that it has you he could barely contain it. He tries to control himself so he's constantly in the state of yearning for your touch.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Wise sighs with exhaustion as he leads Lycaon to his room so he can help with the absolute mess it is. He would ask you, but you’ve been so busy with commissions these days, having been assigned numerous commissions already in your first month. He stops in his tracks when he sees your (new) shoes in front of his door, recognition passes Lycaon’s eyes as he sees them as well. He coughs pointedly, making Wise smile a little: “I can wait here if you’d like?” Wise shakes his head, “No need for that. Come with me, I think he’ll enjoy it.” Lycaon wants to ask “enjoy what?” but doesn’t question further as he’s led to Wise’s room by the man himself and…

There you are, your Victorian Housekeeping Co. uniform all torn up, your torn black stockings showing off your legs so well, his dick twitches involuntary as he furrows his eyebrows and looks the other way, making Wise smile teasingly at him. “What, don’t like seeing him all ruined like this?” Lycaon looks at him baffled, “What would that—“ his breath gets caught in his throat when he sees Wise’s hand go under your stockings and he takes your cock out, already hard. “Look at your poor butler, he’s so worked up.” Wise teases, getting uncharastically bold as he takes your dick in his hand and slowly pumps your length, you let out small soft whimpers; it goes straight to Lycaon’s dick.

“He’s asleep, this is inappropriate.” He argues as he can already feel his cock strained against his pants, his blush well hidden but not unnoticed by Wise. Said man rolls his eyes half heartedly as he takes the head of your cock into his mouth, making you hug the pillow tighter. “See? He likes it.”

His gaze turns to the butler, “I have eyes, Lycaon. You look at him a lot, would’ve been jealous but I really wanna see him get ruined on your knot, to be honest.” He gets up slowly and pulls him by his tie, “Come on, listen to your master, hm?” He chuckles when Lycaon follows him, hearing his subtle growls. This is going to be fun.

Wise slowly feels you waking up and hushes you, “Shh baby, it’s just a dream, you’re fine.” You smile at him as you lay fully on your back, feeling him take your hand in his. You’re half conscious, half not with your whole dick out but still too tired to care as you let your boyfriend do whatever the hell he wants.

Wise smiles as he unzips his pants, freeing his lower half of any clothes. Before the butler can voice any complaints Wise helps him out as well. Wise hoists you up from your arms and makes you sit on your knees, you give all the strength left in your body to stay like that. You gasp in surprise when you feel… claws on your ass, Wise grips your chin and kisses you before you can even say anything. Now fully awake, you can clearly hear Lycaon’s voice as he lines his cock with your hole. Crying out into the kiss when you feel his cock invade your ass, your cock twitching. The stretch burns so fucking good, his cock is so damn big and you feel his knot hit your ass as he bottoms out; drawing a low growl from him and a whorish moan from you.

Wise smiles, “Look at me now, baby.” You do so, your vision isn’t exactly clear at his point but you see him milk the pre cum from your cock to use as lube to finger himself, biting his lips when he sees Lycaon hook both of your arms with his, keeping them in place as he starts to drill his cock into your tight hole. You cry out as you feel the stretch burn and burn, your cries fading into soft whimpers as he starts to hit your prostate. You feel wise lining your cock with his hole as he tells Lycaon to stop for a second, moaning your name when you bottom out.

Wise lets out the most whorish moan you’ve ever heard from him when Lycaon starts thrusting inside you again, making your hips jerk forward and also fuck your boyfriend. “Fuuuck— fuck yes, that feels so fucking good.” Wise bites his lips as he looks at your tired and fucked expression, tears already forming on your cute eyes. He takes your chin by one hand as Lycaon continues his brutal pace on your poor ass, cooing at you, “Come on baby, you can take it. He’s gonna cum inside and— fuck— you’re gonna take his knot, okay?” You whimper as you feel Lycaon’s cock throb inside you, climaxing inside Wise’s ass as you fill him with your cum, the cock inside you fills your ass to the fucking brim with cum as Lycaon cums with a moan-growl.

You whimper when Wise pulls your cock out of his hole, watching as Lycaon gives one more powerful thrust inside your hole so you can take his knot, making you cry in pain mixed with pleasure as you feel your spent cock weep cum again; now on your boyfriend’s stomach. Wise smiles softly, clearly content in the afterglow as you can feel your consciousness slip again, the last thing you feel is Lycaon’s arms gently slipping from yours as he softly puts you in your boyfriend’s embrace. The last thing you hear,

“Don’t be so upset, you get to have your knot inside him while we cuddle, isn’t tha…”

Protective and Reassuring: Lycaon would naturally take on a protective role, ensuring his partner feels safe and supported in social situations.

As they walked through the crowded marketplace, Lycaon instinctively positioned himself between his partner and the throng of people, his tall frame acting as a subtle barrier. He noticed their shoulders tense and the slight discomfort in their expression. Without a word, he gently placed a steady hand on the small of their back, his touch firm but comforting. "I’m right here," he murmured softly, leaning close enough for them to hear above the noise. His voice was low and reassuring, grounding them amidst the chaos. His partner glanced up at him, visibly more at ease with his presence. Lycaon offered a warm, protective smile, keeping his hand at their back as they continued walking through the crowd. "You don’t have to worry," he added quietly, his tone gentle. "I’ve got you." His protective nature radiated through his calm demeanor, ensuring they felt safe and supported as they navigated the bustling marketplace.

Understanding Silence: He would understand that sometimes his partner might not want to speak, and he would be comfortable sharing quiet moments with them, providing comfort through his presence alone.

One evening, as they sat together, Lycaon noticed his partner was quieter than usual, their expression thoughtful yet withdrawn. Instead of asking, he simply reached over, gently entwining his fingers with theirs. The silence between them was peaceful, filled with mutual understanding. Lycaon’s thumb traced soothing circles on the back of their hand, his touch warm and reassuring. Without a word, he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to their temple, lingering just long enough to let them know he was there, his presence a silent source of comfort and love.

Thoughtful Gestures: Lycaon would be attentive to the small things that bring his partner comfort, often surprising them with thoughtful gestures that speak volumes.

As Lycaon knew his partner preferred quieter, more intimate settings, he planned everything perfectly. As his partner arrived, they found a cozy blanket already spread out under the stars, surrounded by the soft flicker of candlelight casting a warm glow. Lycaon smiled softly as they approached, his gaze reflecting the same warmth as the candles. "I thought you might enjoy some peace and quiet," he said, his voice gentle as he gestured for them to sit beside him. Taking their hand, he added with a tender squeeze, "I wanted this to be special, just for us." His partner settled in beside him, a soft smile playing on their lips. "You always know exactly what I need," they whispered, their voice filled with affection. Lycaon leaned in closer, brushing a soft kiss against their forehead. "Because I pay attention to what makes you happy," he murmured, his hand still holding theirs as they both basked in the peaceful moment under the stars.

Patience and Gentle Communication: He would be patient with his partner’s shyness, always taking the time to communicate in a way that makes them feel comfortable and valued.

When his partner hesitated, struggling to find the right words, Lycaon leaned in, his presence calm and reassuring. "Take your time," he whispered softly, his visible eye brimming with patience and warmth. "I’m here to listen whenever you’re ready." He reached out and gently took their hand, his touch comforting. "There’s no rush," he added, his voice a soothing anchor. His gentle approach, full of understanding, made them feel valued and safe, knowing Lycaon would always give them the space they needed to open up at their own pace.

Encouraging Independence: While protective, Lycaon would also encourage his partner to be independent, helping them build confidence in their own abilities.

Lycaon stood close by his partner’s side, noticing their nervousness as they prepared to address the small group. He leaned in just enough for his voice to reach them, his tone calm and reassuring. "You’ve got this," he whispered, his visible eye filled with quiet confidence. His hand brushed lightly against their arm in a subtle, supportive gesture. As his partner stepped forward, Lycaon took a small step back, giving them space while staying close enough to provide comfort. His presence remained steady, silently reminding them that he was there if needed. When they glanced back nervously, he offered a warm nod, his gaze full of encouragement. "I’m right here," he mouthed, a small smile on his lips, ready to catch them if they faltered but proud to let them take the lead.

Lycaon hold you close against his fluffy body He feels so comforting and warm as he gently caresses you Your eyes open to catch on his ears white and fluffy while groomed almost like untouched snow.

Lycaon has yet to notice that you have been distracted He gives you a small smile. "I've been waiting to have you in my arms all day. Let me love you, my dear." His voice is soft and gentle; however, You were paying attention to how his tail swished side to side—long and poofy, almost more cat-like than a wolf.

He nuzzles you against your neck before his tongue darts out to run across your skin. You could feel how hard he is underneath his pants as he grinds against you. He was ready.

How could he be so rough yet so soft? You could not hold back any longer. You reach both of your hands, gently touching Lycaon's ears.

Those red eyes narrowed apon realization. You smile feelling the plush soft furr, 'aaa so soft like felt, or maybe like a sheep?'

"Miss... Is there something wrong?"

Your partner's voice breaks you from your thoughts. "N-No it's nothing!" Your face flushes as you were caught petting your wolf boyfriend like he's a doggy. Lycaon couldnt help but smile, your interest in his fur was admitted quite cute.

When you finally break away form his soft ears your fingers feel his face his fluffy white fur with his piercing red eyes filled with gentleness, a look you fell in love with.

" Are you sure? You seem awful distracted."

Your smile widens his question falling on deaf eyes as you boop his black nose, your thumb traces over his mouth. Accidentally lifting his mouth to see his sharp canines and teeth.

Those same teeth that can leave a mark or more on your skin.

Your mind floods with inappropriate thoughts, as your face floods with blood as Lycaon, having had enough of your 'petting.'

He gently grabs your hand before pressing it against his lips. "Are you done?" He purrs now that smile was wider not hiding how much have been loving your attention his tail now wagging harder.

Reluctant to Leave Their Side: Lycaon would be hesitant to leave his partner’s side, wanting to be there for every moment.

As his partner lay in bed, struggling with a fever, Lycaon sat by their side, his hand never leaving theirs. "You should rest too," they whispered, their voice weak but concerned as they noticed exhaustion in his gaze. Lycaon shook his head gently, squeezing their hand with a reassuring grip. "I’m fine," he replied, his voice steady and filled with quiet determination. "You’re more important. I’ll rest when you’re better." As the hours passed, Lycaon refused to leave their side. Whenever they stirred, he offered a soft smile and a comforting word. "I’m right here," he would murmur, brushing a cool cloth across their forehead. While his heart ached to see them in pain, he knew his presence was the best comfort he could provide. So he stood silent, protecting them from all discomfort, unwilling to let them go it alone.

Gentle Encouragement: Lycaon would encourage them to take their medicine and follow any necessary care routines, though he’d do so with patience and gentleness.

Lycaon sat at the edge of the bed, holding the small cup of medicine in his hand. Weary and reluctant, his partner gazed at him. "I know it doesn’t taste great," Lycaon said softly, gently reassuring them as he held out the cup. "But you need to take your medicine." They grimaced, hesitating as they eyed the cup. Lycaon, sensing their reluctance, smiled encouragingly. "I’ll have something sweet for you after, I promise," he added, gently coaxing. "Just one quick sip, and it’ll be over." Nodding, they took the cup from his hands, trusting in his patient encouragement. Lycaon stayed close, resting his hand on their back as they swallowed the medicine. "There you go," he murmured, his voice full of praise. "You did great." He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to their forehead, his heart swelling with love. "Now, how about that treat I promised?"

Protective Instincts: His protective instincts would heighten, ensuring no one disturbs them, and that they have a quiet and peaceful environment to recover in.

During his partner's rest, Lycaon became acutely aware of every sound and movement around them. When a friend stopped by to check in, he met them at the door, his expression calm but firm. "They’re resting right now," he said quietly, his voice leaving no room for an argument. "They need peace and quiet to recover." The friend nodded, sensing Lycaon's unspoken intensity, and quickly retreated. Lycaon gently closed the door and returned to his partner’s side. Sitting down, he softened his watchful gaze as he brushed a stray hair from their forehead. "Just rest," he murmured, his voice low and comforting. "I’ve got everything under control."

Thoughtful Distractions: Knowing that illness can sometimes bring a sense of boredom or restlessness, Lycaon would find ways to keep his partner entertained.

As Lycaon watched his partner fidget restlessly in bed, he noticed their frustration. Leaving the room quietly, he returned with a book in hand. "I thought you might like to be distracted," he said with a gentle smile, settling in beside them. "How about I read to you?" Nodding, his partner softened his eyes with appreciation. Lycaon opened the book and began reading in a soothing, rhythmic voice. Occasionally, he glanced at them as he read, making sure they were comfortable. "I always loved this part," he murmured, sharing a soft smile as he continued. With the sound of his voice and the warmth of his presence, he offered a comforting distraction, allowing his partner to relax momentarily. They were transported to another world by Lycaon's voice, as his affectionate gaze never strayed from theirs. "You look more at ease," he commented softly, reaching out to gently squeeze their hand. The tension in his partner's body eased as Lycaon's words and presence wrapped around him like a comforting blanket.

Affectionate Gestures: Despite the illness, Lycaon would still find ways to express his affection, from tender touches to sweet words.

Even with his partner feeling under the weather, Lycaon couldn’t help but find small ways to show his affection. As they lay in bed, he sat close, his fingers gently threading through their hair, each stroke a soothing reminder of his love. "You’re doing so well," he whispered, his voice rich with warmth and encouragement. Every so often, he would lean in, pressing a soft kiss to their forehead, the touch lingering with tenderness. His thumb brushed lightly across their cheek, his gaze filled with deep affection. "I’m here, and I love you," he murmured, his words a gentle caress meant to comfort them.

Subtle Sadness: Though he tries to be stoic, Lycaon’s partner notices the way his demeanor softens with a quiet sadness whenever they discuss their departure.

As they packed, Lycaon sat silently beside them, his hand resting on theirs. “It’ll be okay,” they said gently, squeezing his hand. Lycaon managed a small smile, but there was a wistfulness in his gaze. “I know… it’s just going to feel different without you here.”

Messages and Calls: Lycaon would send thoughtful text messages and make phone calls to stay connected, expressing his feelings through small, heartfelt gestures while they were away.

During their time apart, Lycaon sent sweet, thoughtful messages: "I miss you more than I thought I would. Call me when you can. I can't wait until you're back." Occasionally, he’d send pictures of little things that reminded him of them—like their favorite spot in New Eridu or a beautiful sunset they would have enjoyed together.

Keeping Busy: To cope with their absence, Lycaon would immerse himself in his work and training, using it as a distraction from how much he missed his partner.

After they left, Lycaon spent hours training in the courtyard, his focus sharper than ever. Still, when he finished, he would pause, looking toward the empty space where his partner usually sits, watching him. A sigh escaped him as he wiped his brow, feeling the weight of their absence.

Counting Down the Days: Lycaon would quietly count down the days until his partner’s return, holding onto small reminders of them.

Every morning, Lycaon would check the calendar, mentally counting down the days left until their return. He kept one of their belongings close, like a scarf or a bracelet, sometimes running his fingers over it as a silent comfort.

Restless Nights: Lycaon would have difficulty sleeping while his partner was away, finding their absence unsettling.

Lycaon lay awake at night, staring at the empty space beside him. He sighed, his mind wandering back to them. He’d toss and turn before finally drifting off with their pillow hugged close, the faint scent of them offering some comfort.

Planning Their Return: Lycaon would start planning something special for when they return, like a quiet evening or a surprise gift.

As the days drew closer to their return, Lycaon meticulously planned a welcome-home dinner. He made sure to have their favorite meal ready and even picked out a small gift, something thoughtful to show how much he had missed them.

Relief Upon Hearing Their Voice: Every time Lycaon heard his partner’s voice over the phone, his tension would visibly ease.

Lycaon would relax instantly when he heard their voice during calls. "Hearing you makes everything better," he’d say, his visible eye softening as he listened, soaking up every word like a lifeline during their absence.

The sun had just begun to set over New Eridu when Lycaon heard footsteps approaching. His heart skipped a beat, knowing who it was before he even saw them. He stood at the entrance of the courtyard, waiting. The moment his partner stepped into view, his usually composed demeanor melted.

Without hesitation, Lycaon strode forward, sweeping them into his arms. His embrace was tight, almost desperate, as if he feared they might vanish again. "You’re back," he murmured, his deep voice laced with emotion. He buried his face in their hair, inhaling the familiar scent he’d missed so much.

"I’m back," they whispered softly, wrapping their arms around him just as tightly. They felt the tension in his body slowly ease as he held them.

Lycaon pulled back slightly, just enough to look into their eyes. His visible eye shone with relief and affection. "I missed you," he admitted quietly, his voice raw. His thumb brushed across their cheek, and without another word, he leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to their lips, pouring all the feelings of their absence into that single moment.

When they finally pulled apart, Lycaon’s hand still cradled their face, his thumb stroking gently. "It felt so empty without you here," he confessed, his gaze softening. "Don’t leave me alone for that long again."

His partner smiled up at him, placing their hand over his. "I missed you too, more than I can say. But I’m here now."