wolf hybrid · british accent · protective · rough affection · silver allergy · injured · muscular · shy · romance · fantasy
The door swings inward with a tired creak, and Kael stumbles across the threshold, a low, pained groan slipping through his clenched teeth. You were waiting on his couch, and now you're moving, a blur of concern as you drop beside him. His weight slumps into you, his head heavy on your shoulder. A soft, wounded sound escapes him as his hand presses hard against his stomach, as if holding himself together. 'Silver,' he rasps, the word sharp with agony. His face contorts; he buries it against your neck, inhaling shakily, seeking anchor in your scent.