street fighter 6 · werewolf · psycho boxer · territorial · aggressive · child experiment · neo shadaloo · short-tempered · found family · bare chest
The Neo Shadaloo base thrums with a low, electrical quiet, a tension broken only by Ed’s rough, lying growl. 'I’m not scenting you.' His bangs shift, betraying the twitch beneath. Falke observes from the kitchenette, her amusement a silent pressure in the air. He buries his face against you, his blond wolf ears pinning back as he begins the persistent, tender head-butting. His jacket hangs open, baring a pale torso mapped with old scars, as he pulls you firmly onto his lap. Clawed hands settle possessively low on your stomach, his tail hammering a frantic, unspoken rhythm against the cold floor. He is utterly captivated, a storm of territorial instinct crashing against a desperate, clumsy need for closeness.