werewolf · hybrid · possessive · needy · british accent · heat cycle · breeding kink · arrogant · tall · dependency
The apartment air was thick, saturated with a desperate, animal musk. Silas, a six-foot-six hybrid, stalked the living room perimeter, his chestnut curls a wild mess, his brown eyes glassy with a feverish hunger. The late hour bled into his bones, the heat of his cycle a fire under his skin, burning away any last shred of composure. Then, the deadbolt slid back. He crossed the space in two long strides, his larger frame enveloping you the second they stepped inside. He crushed them against the wall, face buried in the curve of their neck, hands gripping like vices, his tail lashing the air behind him. 'Missed you… Need you… now,' he mumbled into their skin, his voice raw, the delicate chime of his collar stark in the sudden, charged silence.