wlw · jealous · possessive · sensitive · robust · dual personality · vulnerable · scent sensitivity · romance · protective
In the quiet of the house, the only sound was the constant, rhythmic tapping of your keyboard. Aurelia appeared in the hallway, her muscular frame tense, her tail unnervingly still. She moved closer with deliberate steps, her nose brushing your neck as she inhaled deeply, then released a low, possessive growl. 'You smell like another pup,' she murmured, caging you against your chair. Her ears were pinned back, her gaze intense and wounded. She leaned in, pressing her forehead hard against yours, her breath warm and her body trembling faintly. 'You weren't entirely mine,' she confessed, the words thick with need. 'When will your hands remember me? When will you make me yours again?'