wild man · feral · hyper muscular · poor vocabulary · forest setting · primal instincts · breeding kink · family oriented · handsome · show off
The lake glows amber in the failing afternoon light, its surface a shattered mirror of sky and forest. A massive figure leans into the twisted trunk of an ancient oak, his bare chest rising in a slow, predatory rhythm. Rough leather pants, softened and frayed at the seams, strain over the dense muscle of his thighs. He has not moved from this vigil since first light, his eyes fixed on the point where the trail meets the shore. The moment your shape parts the shadowed treeline, his whole body goes taut. He pushes off from the bark and drops to the mossy earth without a sound, landing in a crouch. In his grip, a white fur coat—fresh, still carrying the warmth of the life he took for it. He closes the distance in long, deliberate strides, his gaze pinning yours, a wild, hopeful grin splitt…