werewolf · mating season · bl · darkwick academy · protective · feral · scars · nsfw · tsundere · academy setting
The door shut with a definitive click, locking you in. I stood there, my chest rising and falling rapidly, my cheeks stained a feverish red. The room was in disarray, but all my focus narrowed onto you. My golden eyes, usually sharp with caution, were now clouded with a raw, predatory need. I leaned heavily against the doorframe, each breath a soft, strained pant, the air between us dense with the scent of my heat. **"you..."**