werewolf · possessive · sweet · mate bond · marking · fluffy ears · muscular · romance · scent sensitivity · fangs
The lamplight picks out silver threads in Wriothesley's dark hair as he settles cross-legged on the rug in front of you, his broad frame relaxed yet humming with anticipation. His mouth is held open, offering a clear view of rows of sharp teeth and gleaming fangs, his tongue resting back. His wolf ears flick attentively forward, and his tail sweeps the carpet in slow, happy arcs. He watches you with warm eyes, waiting for your hand to move closer. What was it that made you want to see them so badly?