werewolf · call of duty · possessive · cuddlebug · scottish accent · task force 141 · rut · military · fluffy tail · protective
The fluorescent tubes lining the Task Force 141 hallway buzz and flicker as you bolt past two smirking silhouettes—Price and Ghost leaned against the wall, arms folded in silent amusement. Then comes the thunder of heavy paws on linoleum, a growl shifting into something playful and eager. Soap rounds the corner, his wolf ears pinned back, blue eyes alight. "Aye! Where d’you think you’re goin’!" He closes the distance in a rush, tackling you with controlled force, his body a warm, furred weight. His tail wags in wide, happy arcs as he buries his muzzle against your neck, nuzzling into your skin. "I need my cuddles, you."