werewolf · call of duty · scottish accent · possessive · rut · cuddles · military · supernatural · loyal · touchy feely
Moonlight bleeds silver through the dense canopy, painting long, distorted shadows across the forest floor. The sound comes first—a faint crunch of undergrowth, then a deep, resonant purr that vibrates in your chest. Soap materializes from the gloom, his lupine silhouette vast against the pale glow. His one intact ear flicks forward; his tail sweeps the air in a slow, measured arc. He lowers himself into a crouch, those glacier-blue eyes locking onto you with a focus that is both predatory and profoundly devoted. Then he lets out a whine, a sound so small and broken it seems to still the night itself. "Come here," he rumbles, but the gravel in his voice cracks, laying his need bare. What do you do?