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violetarks · 6 months

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catch the rain, even on a sunny day!

game: danganronpa 1: trigger happy havoc/dangganronpa 2: goodbye despair

characters: togami byakuya, hinata hajime, komaeda nagito

summary: you two share these moments that feel oh so close to being in a relationship, so close yet so far.

warnings: g/n! reader, second person pov

↣ togami byakuya

what you don't expect at 11:30pm, obviously after the set nighttime where walking about the school was prohibited, is a knock at your door. you were awake, reading through a novel that you found in the library that you found interesting. when you hear the knocking, you're suspicious that it's someone attempting to take your life to escape this hell, so you take the bat set beside your door (taken from the sports equipment) and hold it at your side.

you open the door slightly, only enough to peek out and see the one and only byakuya standing at your door, in what looks like his pyjamas. you raise your brows, not seeing any murder weapon and opening the door fully.

"byakuya. it's really late, y'know..." you sigh, putting the bat away.

he notices, raised brow. "i know that. i've been unable to sleep due to our... argument earlier."

you squint your eyes at him. "what? have some insults to spray at me that you didn't think of in the cafeteria?" you scoff, crossing your arms, "i don't want to continue this shit when we should be sleeping."

"please." he grunts, rolling his eyes. you want to slam the door in his face. why is he the one giving you attitude? "i'm unable to rest due to our problem. let me in and we can speak about this properly."

you're a bit suspicious of him, but if he did try to attack you, you would be able to hold him off long enough to get help. he may be tall, but... he doesn't look like much of a fighter.

however, the look in his eyes makes you rethink. he looks... seriously irritated, or upset. you let him in, closing the door behind him. when you turn around, he's awkwardly standing there, hands in his pockets. he doesn't know where to sit.

"on the bed." you huff, walking over and taking your spot at the head. he slowly follows, sitting at the foot end of the bed and facing you. "what do you wanna' say?"

he finds it hard to talk to you now, since you're sitting right in front of him. and in your pyjamas, no less. something he hasn't seen on you before. byakuya fixes his glasses, hands on the bed as he leaned back.

"i... apologise for the things i said."

the statement makes you widen your eyes. did... you hear him right? he apologises? there's no way!

"they were uncalled for and i did not think of the consequences." he admits to you, unable to meet your eye. you are too busy staring at his red, embarrassed face to ask him about it. "i shouldn't have belittled you to the point of tears."

"shut up... i wasn't crying." you mutter out, looking at the bed sheets. "my hayfever..."

"sure." he huffs, looking back at you. he notices your troubled expression again and wipes off his smug look. "either way, i apologise. i will think about what i say before i speak, especially... to you."

you look back at him, feeling his hand rest against yours. he hums out, "i will do better."

you almost can't believe he is even saying these things. if it weren't for how hard your heart was beating, you would've guessed you were dreaming. but here he was, nearly holding your hand as he says he's sorry.

"thank you, byakuya. i appreciate your apology." you retort, brushing a thumb over his knuckles. he begins to glow pink, you notice. "it... it really means a lot that you're here right now."

your smile makes his stomach jump. he doesn't know what it is, but it's scaring him a little.

"yes, thats, um... that's good." he says, clearing his throat, "i won't speak like that to you ever again."

you chuckle, tilting your head at him. "but you talk to everyone else that way." you state.

he huffs, looking away, shoulder slightly touching yours, "i... i frankly don't care about the others. you're much more... tolerable."

you can't help but grin at his disguised compliment. you laugh a little, patting his arm, "thank you, good to know you've taken a liking to me, byakuya."

he chokes on his words, unable to find a response. after you've finished your laughter, he fixes his glasses and looks to your pillows. "shall i let you rest?"

"oh, right." you say, standing up and walking to the door. he follows behind, hand still brushing against yours. you open the door, watching him now stand in the hallway, looking at you. "goodnight, byakuya."

he goes silent, staring at you. his eyes dart from eye to eye, and you go to ask what he's thinking before he leans forward, brushing a soft kiss against your forehead.

when he pulls away, he sees your wide-eyed expression. you look shocked, as anyone would be in this situation. byakuya only smiles at the reaction, as if he wasn't blushing the brightest red in the world.

"goodnight. sleep well." he tells you, walking off to his room. you could never tell what he was thinking, that guy.

↣ hinata hajime

it was cold when you began walking around the island, heading towards the restaurant to eat lunch with everyone else. however, on the way there, you notice a certain somebody sitting on a nearby bench, scribbling in his notebook.

it wasn't really like him to be out on this side of the island alone, with no reason to be. that's what concerns you, making you stop your mission to get some food before akane does, and to instead see what's going on with him.

"hajime!" you call out, making your way towards him. when he looks up to see you, he almost panics, closing his notebook and hiding it under his leg. you decide not to press about it. not yet, at least. "what're you doing here? it's lunch time, and akane won't wait for us."

"i—i'm just collecting my thoughts..." he claims, watching you sit beside him. the wind blows, making his face cold as he is made highly aware of his notebook. "i didn't think anyone would be here at this time."

"well luckily i caught you." you say, smiling at him, "it's so cold out. aren't you freezing?"

"ah, well... you know, it's usually so warm, i don't bother bringing jackets out." he admits, a reasonable response. you nod your head, suddenly tugging off your thick jacket and standing up. "what're you doing, y/n?"

"hold on." you say, in front of him and tossing the jacket around his shoulders. his face is mere inches away from your chest as you heave your jacket comfortably around him. once you're finished, you clutch the front together, grinning. "are you warm now?"

his pink face says it all. you were so kind to him, but why? what did it earn you?

"what? no, no, i don't... i don't want it." he says, furrowing his brows and placing his hand over yours to push it away. you blink at his actions, keeping the jacket around him. he always seemed to be like this when you would offer something, anything to him. did he not like that? "y/n... is this really okay?"

"yes, hajime." you chuckle, feeling him gently hold your hand now. he still looked unconvinced, his frown and pointed look showing that off already. you only rolls your eyes and make sure the jacket is on properly and wouldn't slide off his shoulders.

"are you not cold?" he questions, watching you sit back down, "this jacket is a big. doesn't fit either of us."

"i'll be okay, hajime." you respond, crossing your arms, "and nekomaru gave me his spare jacket after i lost mine at the beach. so it's gigantic, but it's warm."

when you feel a heavy weight on your shoulder, you look to your side to see hajime's arm around you. he's trying to put the jacket over you as well, since there's more than enough room. his cheeks darken in colour when you stare at him.

"why're you looking at me like that? i—i don't want you to freeze." he tells you, shuffling closer to your spot. the heat he radiates is like a fireplace. with him this close, you can easily tell that he's blushing like crazy. the guy just couldn't keep a straight face. you smile. "is this okay?"

you glance at his expression once more, embarrassed. once you nod your head, hajime rests his arm around your shoulder and rubs gently, trying to warm you up. he seems a little nervous, as if you were feeling uncomfortable from his actions, but when he feels you lean in, he relaxes.

"you're nice, hajime." you say, looking at the view of the gardens in front of you, "i'm glad i met a guy like you."

"thank you..." he says, faulting when he feels your thigh touch his. you simply grin at him, making him relax further against you. you were so enticing, it made his head spin sometimes. "i'm grateful to have met you too."

"when we get outta' here, you and i should go out for dinner." you offer, seeing how he widens his eyes at the request. he definitely did not expect that, but nevertheless he nods his head. "great. i look forward to it."

hajime was the kinda' guy who didn't want to make the first move, but once you start, he gets it rolling. when you lean against him, he feels as if it's his signal to go forward. if it wasn't that, then maybe you just outright asking him out was the sign. either way, he squeezes your shoulder, pulling you taut against him.

"what were you writing about?" you question, breaking him out of his daydreaming state.

"nothing." he says, avoiding the question. you look to him, seeing the way he glances to the side to avert your eyes. "it's nothing, really."

you weren't stupid; it probably had something to do with you, right? if not you exclusively, then at least relating to you. and you would be correct, he was indeed writing about you. how you made him feel, the things you would do for him that made his heart flutter. he would never admit to it though, in fear of someone stealing the book to find out his secrets.

and he couldn't tell you, not yet. so for now, he sits beside you, holding you close and letting you talk about whatever you wanted to. as long as he was with you.

↣ komaeda nagito

"i knew you'd be here." his voice cuts through the soft waves on the shore. you turn your head, seeing the one and only weirdo himself. "you do know that dinner is coming up, right?"

you huff back, legs spread onto the sand, "i know, nagito. surely you're hungry, right?" you look over your shoulder, seeing him walk closer and set himself beside you. he copies your position, making you tilt your head at him. "how'd you know i was here?"

he gives a shrug. "i am the ultimate lucky student." he jokes, watching the waves with you, "just kidding. chiaki said she saw you walking this way."

he let it quiet down between the both of you as you don't do anything to speak up either. but the few seconds are ruined when he clears his throat.

"is there something you wanted to say to me?" you question him. although you shouldn't, you feel comfortable around nagito as much as you are with the rest of the group. while the others found the guy scary or peculiar, he was always somewhat kind to you. even though his actions were very questionable, you gave him the benefit of the doubt. luckily he hadn't attacked you yet. "why are you here, nagito?"

he gives you his usual smile. somewhat softer, if you could comment. his usual one had malice behind it, but this one? genuine, maybe. you could never tell what he was actually thinking.

"here." he says, holding out a familiar box to you. you widen your eyes, lips parting in shock. "the, uh... i found those snacks you like in the store. i thought i should bring them to you, knowing how much you miss these things."

it's true, the snack you had once mentioned in passing. how had he remembered it? did... he didn't go out looking for them, right? just for you?

"i—i..." you stutter, taking the box from his hands. he smiles a bit wider, noticing the way you perked up and stared at the box. "how did you find this? i went looking in the store when we first got here and i couldn't see these!"

a smile dawns on your own lips, looking at the cute mascot on the front of the box. nagito exhales slowly, looking to the waves now. "just snooped around, y'know? i've got pretty keen eyes." he tells you, tapping the side of his head, "and i saw that you left the group activity pretty dejected earlier. what's up with that?"

your smile falters before you sigh out, "nothing... i just can't stop thinking about this island." nagito glances to you, tilting his head. you lean your head on your arms, propped up on your knees. "i feel like we're all gonna' go crazy trying to escape. and if what monokuma said is true... what's waiting for us? in the cities and countryside?"

"don't be silly." he says, waving his hand with a smile. you look to him. "you won't go crazy. in fact, you'll all grow closer together. the ultimates have too, don't they?"

you exhale through your nose, shrugging your shoulders. "i mean, i guess so. i'm thankful for ibuki and kazuichi. their personalities always light up the room." you hum out, leaning back now. nagito copied. "but when peko started talking about her surveillance results, how there's no plausible escape, i just... it just made it set in more."

he watches as you close your eyes and bury your head into your arms. you felt so hopeless here. what were you able to do now? even with your ultimate talent, how could that help? what good did that do?

"you can't think that way, y/n." nagito claims, resting a hand on your shoulder. you lift your head up enough to see him offer a generous grin. "you are all so talented. coming together and working to solve each murder is what will help you to escape this place, right? so there's only one thing to do."

his somewhat positive attitude make you lift yourself up. he's right and you know it. you just need to work hard and make sure you keep yourself and all your friends safe. even if that can't happen... as long as some people escape, it is worth it for you.

"i guess we just need to persevere." you huff.

"that's right." he says, leaning closer to your side. your shoulders bump gently. when you don't move away, he takes that as his invitation to stay. "i'll be here to make sure you don't go crazy, 'kay? you can rely on me."

"thanks, nagito." you say, smiling at him. he feels his chest tighten. you look to the ground for a second before back at him, smiling a bit more. "i'm glad you're by my side."

your words sound sweet to him, he can't believe you've said that to him. something like him... worthy of your words? he didn't know. but he can't deny that the way you stare at him makes his heart beat faster.

"you're... you're welcome." he says, voice shaky. he places a hand on his chest, trying to calm himself. "i, um, we should probably get going, huh? to—to eat?"

you chuckle, standing up and brushing the sand off of yourself, "you're right. we should get going."

nagito stands up after you, doing the same thing. once done, you lock eyes once again. you hold the box close to yourself, excited to taste them. out of pure impulse, you lean forward, brushing a kiss against his cheek. he stiffens up, hands frozen at his sides as he feels it. you were so warm, he could feel it radiating off your face as you closed in.

when pulling away, nagito notes the smile on your face.

"let's go." you hum, nodding towards the restaurant.

once you walk off, nagito hastily follows closely behind.

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naquey · 1 month

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For Sport

contains: monster fucker, werewolf, cunnilingus, oral f relieving, knotting, breeding, mating press

Chisaki let out a breath she was holding.

She entered her name into the raffle. Now, fate would decide whether she was picked or not. Yasuhiro and Celeste had entered their names months before her and had yet to be selected for each full moon after. Her hands shook as she walked away, her back to the burlap sack hanging outside the village chief's house.

“You’ve seen plenty of people do this during your life. How are you nervous?” Celeste scoffed.

“You weren’t nervous knowing you have no say in what happens?” Chisaki’s brows creased. Almost everyone at the ceremony was nervous before and after they were chosen.

“No, there are plenty of people whose names are still there years after they’ve turned 21, people who have forgotten they even put their name in the raffle.” Celeste could only assume her words were comforting.

“Hey, it’s not like they’ll pick you, right? Your birthday was three days ago. That would be some shitty luck.” Yasuhiro scratched the back of his head.

“You’re the fortune teller! Give me my fortune. Let me know if something will happen!” Chisaki clasped her hands together, pleading with her friend.

“I don’t know… My predictions have a thirty percent chance of being right and… seventy percent chance of being wrong…”

“I don’t care! It’s something! I can’t just leave Leon when we started dating months ago.”

“Ugh, I still don’t understand why you’re dating him when he has a reputation for being a heartbreaker across the village.” Celeste smoothed down her clothing.

“He’s cute…”

“I’ll admit we have different tastes.”

“The full moon is in a couple of weeks. The least we can do is live it up until then.” Yasuhiro shrugged.

“I guess you’re right,” Then it dawned on her. “What do you mean live it up? I’m not going to die!”

“Who knows, the people who enter the forest never return.” Yasuhiro chuckled awkwardly.

“Duh, it’s called Wolfswälder. Of course, no one will ever come back.”

“People are dying?!” Chisaki gasped, eyes blown wide.

“No, no, no! Yasuhiro chuckled awkwardly. She’s just making assumptions, right Celeste?” He elbowed the goth girl.

“I mean, why else wouldn’t they come back?” Celeste shrugged. “It’s not like they were banished. This full moon ritual has been going on forever.”

“Whatever, I’ll just try to forget this.”

Chisaki turned on her heel and walked away. She was looking for Leon, the chief’s son. He’d know how to comfort her. She could already imagine him taking her into his arms and telling her everything was okay. He’d hold her tight in his big, strong arms, and she would feel protected and safe. Celeste’s words about the ritual were dwindling, and she walked around looking for him, asking the baker and the kids about it by the fountain in the center of the village.

The village was at the center of a forest that went on for miles. No one ever dared to go outside the perimeter. There were rumors that, at one time, monsters and humans lived in harmony in the forest, but because of something that happened, the humans were pushed to the center by the monsters and terrorized and preyed on. The first village chief had made a truce with whoever had led the monsters, the ritual being upheld for years after the first village chief died. The monsters didn’t enforce the promise to terrorize the villagers anymore and grew antsy and bloodthirsty, leading to more sacrifices during the ritual. Whoever was chosen had to throw something they cherished most into the purple flame before being led to the village perimeter.

Typically, during midday, Leon would be outside tossing around some ball made of leather with his friends; she would be able to easily find them because of their hooting and hollering in joyous glee. Chisaki hugged her arms around herself and sat down at the fountain when she circled to the center of the village. If it were any other circumstance, she would be okay not knowing where he was and would hang out with her friends instead, but her friend's words weren’t as comforting as he could be. Chisaki swore she heard his laughter and turned around. Leon had his arm slung around Sayaka, who was laughing and giggling. They had been best friends since he was little. When Sayaka noticed Chisaki, she stopped laughing and removed his arm around his shoulders, pointing Chisaki out. For some reason, Sayaka had a problem with her even though she never really had a problem with how close Leon and Sayaka were.

“Hey, Chisaki!” Leon smiled and made his way over to her. “Happy birthday! I can’t believe you’re twenty-one. Have you put your name in the raffle yet?”

“Thanks,” She wasn’t going to tell him her birthday was three days ago. “I just put my name in the raffle.”

“Hey, maybe we both get chosen to go to the woods. That would be hella awesome, wouldn’t it?”

“Yeah, about that– “

“It’s an honor to speak with the monsters we live with, don’t you think? And if we both got to live out there, we could have some privacy, if you know what I mean.” Leon winked at her with a laugh.

“Yeah, yeah… I’m feeling a little bit nervous, maybe even afraid…”

“Why would you be nervous? It’s a random raffle. Does everyone have a chance of getting picked?”

The sides of her face were heating up. Her fear was stupid. Of course, it would get laughed at. What was she thinking? He was right; everyone had the same chance of getting picked up in the raffle and sent to the surrounding forest. She laughed it off awkwardly.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re right!”

“See? There’s nothing to fear. It’s all going to be okay. Now, I promised Sayaka I would take her out to lunch. Bye!”

“Wait, but– I can come too.” She sighed and watched him walk away.

Oh, Leon was so very wrong. Chisaki was the second person picked from the raffle. Standing in the small tent behind the stage at the center of the village, she kept looking over the white dress she was told to wear. The fabric was sheer in some places, showing off certain… aspects. She pulled her hair into a tight ponytail and set her clothes on the stool in the corner. She couldn’t bring anything when she was escorted to the perimeter. Her parents weren’t in the crowd when she got picked, and she wouldn’t be there when she threw in her most treasured object. Smoothing down the billowy white dress, she pulled the curtain back and stepped out. Locking eyes with the boy that was chosen, she could see the fear on his face. He looked as scared as she felt. Before she could tell him that nothing wrong would happen, four village guards came over with their hulking armor and large polearms.

She chucked in the love letter Leon had given her months ago, watching the paper curl in on itself and burn with the coals, the purple flame engulfing it. As a child, she dreamed of freely going into the forest whenever she pleased. It was full of wildlife, and the ground beneath her feet was damp. She took one last look behind her, the guards blocking her way back in. The hair on the back of her neck stood up, and she looked back out into the forest. Something was watching her. She could feel it. The need to run vibrated in her bones, but she continued to walk carefully, paying attention to each noise around her. She was alone. The other person chosen in the raffle was escorted to the other side of the village. Coming across a river, she knelt and let the cool water run across her hands; she touched her hands to her neck, hopefully calming down her racing heart.

Something was breathing down her neck, and she froze. Looking up, she noticed a big, furry creature staring at her. Its dog-like nose flared, and the ears on its head twitched. Its massive claws hung at its sides. She never knew that the creatures in the woods were monsters like this. Whatever was behind her shoved her down into the river as it leaped over her. The furry creature went down with a thud, and she could hear growling and snarling. Propping herself up, she pulled herself out of the river. The wet sheer fabric clung to her form. A shadow loomed over her as she tried to wring the dress out.

“Leave.”

“Excuse me?”

A big, ash-blonde-furred wolf was standing over her. Blue eyes peering down at her with disgust. The wolf did not look happy either; its fur was ruffled, with a few cuts on their body. The wolf scoffed.

“You heard me. You’ll keep attracting them, so just leave.”

“Attract what?”

“Other werewolves. I would like to live in solitude, thank you.”

“Werewolves? But– Those don’t exist.”

“You’re looking at one.” The werewolf snarled.

“Yeah, well, you look like a fluffy teddy bear.”

“Whatever. I’m not saving you again if they come after you.”

“Come after me?”

The werewolf turned away, ignoring her question and walking away.

“Ugh, fine. It’s not like I need protection.” Chisaki brushed herself off and walked off in the other direction.

She walked for what felt like hours. The sun was starting to go down. Her feet were tired, and she was beginning to feel a chill. The wet dress didn’t help protect her from the cold temperature of the night. She couldn’t help but think her friends were having a great time at home, in their warm beds, talking to their parents and not having a care in the world. She would give anything to be back in the village again. The foliage rustled, and she stopped dead in her tracks; looking around and squinting, her ears picked up the faint sound of rain. If her dress weren’t dry now, it certainly wouldn’t be dry with the rain. Something in the distance rustled again, and the hair on her arms stood on end. She was being watched again. After running into that werewolf, she kept her eyes open and surveyed the forest for whatever may be lurking nearby. She could see a large shadow in the distance.

She kicked off running, Not keen to find out if it was a threat. There was a howl in the distance, and something was running behind her.

“We must stop meeting like this. You’re annoying, and mortals get easily injured.”

She squeaked when she collided with a furry wall.”

“What are you doing here?” She stumbled back.

“Looking for food,” The werewolf grumbled out.

“If we’re already acquainted, then my name is Chisaki.”

“I don’t care. Come with me.”

“Hey, hey! Woah– “

The werewolf picked her up and walked off, his tail swaying slowly. He carried her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She was set down on a bed of moss and comfortable foliage. She squeaked and covered herself.

“Please don’t eat me! I’m sorry!”

“I don’t eat annoying humans; I’m not a cannibal.”

“Wh– Huh?”

“I’m half human, half monster. Of course, that would be cannibalism.”

She felt the moss on her legs and pressed her knees against her chest.

“What am I lying on?”

“My nest.”

“Nest?!”

“It’s a bed. What? I had to make do with what I have out here.”

“So, are you going to kill me?”

“No.”

“Then why did you save me?”

“Because I have some humanity left.”

“Oh.”

“Seeing as the others will hunt you throughout the forest, you can stay here.”

“But you don’t like me…”

“I’d rather not indirectly be the reason you die.”

“Okay…” she shivered, her teeth chattering. “ I uh—I thought monsters were horrible.”

“You’re cold.” He glanced at her, hovering on the farthest edge of the nest away from her.

“It’s okay, it’ll be fine.”

“Stand up.”

“No, no. It’s okay.”

“Fine.”

Her eyes widened when his large frame leaned over hers. His claws ripped through her wet dress in the blink of an eye. He didn’t care about her trying to cover herself or looking away in embarrassment.

“There, you won't be cold.”

“What the hell?!”

“It was wet. You were cold. Something wet will make you colder.”

“That’s it?”

“I don’t care what you look like. I do care about you not getting sick.”

Chisaki bit the inside of her cheek. Now, she wondered why the raffle existed if the creatures in the forest weren’t killing people. The werewolf’s ears flattened against his head.

“Byakuya.”

“Huh?”

“My name is Byakuya.”

“Do you mind if I ask you something?”

He shrugged.

“Do you know why the village sends two people into the forest for every full moon?”

“To build the population.”

“Pardon?”

“Mating.”

“Come again,”

“So we can breed because the humans in the village exterminated us in waves a long time ago.”

“You’re supposed to– To breed me?” Chisaki scooted to the other side of the nest.

“If I wanted to, yes, but I’m not one for the thrill of the chase. Especially when they cry and scream.”

“So, is that why you saved me?”

“Yes.”

“I- I’m going to bed.”

She turned over, her back facing the werewolf. She wasn’t going to bed, but she didn’t want to discuss it with him anymore. The concept made her uneasy, a pit forming at the bottom of her stomach.

In the morning, she got up and felt grimy all over; turning over, she nudged Byakuya, who was curled up like he was taking a nap but turned over, wide awake.

“What?”

“I’m going to go to that river and bathe.”

“Ugh, why? You’ll just wash off the forest scent, making it easier for them to smell you.”

“I don’t care. I feel gross and disgusting.”

“Alright, go bathe yourself.” He turned back over, his tail thumping against the nest.

Chisaki sneaked out of the cave and over to the river. She grimaced when she saw all the mud and grass splotched over her skin. She certainly needed to wash it off. Humming to herself as she washed away the dirt and grime with the cold running water, she was utterly oblivious to the forest around her. The forest scent and part of Byakuya’s scent were getting cleaned off her. Even though the cave was close to the river, he could smell it from miles away. His eyes opened, and he groaned, pulling himself from his shallow slumber.

“Come on,” He grabbed her wrist. Looking off in the distance.

“I’m not done– “

“You’re shivering. Let’s go.”

“How would I dry off– “

“I don’t know. For all I care, you can use the scraps of your dress or some leaves.”

“You know, I’m getting sick of your apathetic attitude.”

He snarled, bearing his teeth.

“I don’t want to get too attached. Now, come.” He pulled her away, ears standing tall. He could hear something breathing in the distance.

There wasn’t anything in the cave to dry herself off, so Byakuya begrudgingly said she could cuddle him until she felt warmer. Subconsciously, she nuzzled into his fur, closed her eyes, and decided that she would just take a nap if they weren’t going to move. Byakuya’s breath hitched in his throat; her scent was all around him like a gas he couldn’t escape. His ears pressed flat against his head. He wanted to stay like this forever. Hold her. Fuck her. Breed her– He shook his head. No, that was wrong. He wasn’t going to take part in this stupid, belittling human ritual.

“I’m sorry, is this uncomfortable?”

“No.”

“Your voice cracked.”

“Are you dry?”

“Mostly, yeah.”

“Good, you’re suffocating me.”

He initially meant to move her off of him instead of rollover. Her body tensed up, and the sides of her face grew warm. Byakuya’s mouth went dry, staring at her lying beneath him. Her hair fanned out around her head, mostly damp.

“Am I still suffocating you?” Her voice was quiet.

“I didn’t mean– No, this isn’t– “

“I mean, isn’t this the point?” Chisaki shrugged, looking anywhere but at the werewolf hovering over her.

“I- These rituals are stupid.”

When she lay on top of him, his fur was warm and inviting. She wanted to cuddle him forever. It was so comfortable. Now, the atmosphere was much warmer in a different way.

“You smell like me…” He mumbled.

Instinctively, he licked her cheek, looking at her for a response. When she didn’t pull away or visibly look disgusted, he continued to lick her bare skin. Perhaps she tasted as lovely as she smelt. Her skin was salty, almost like licking a salt lamp. Her hips were little in his big furry hands, and he held her down as he flicked his tongue out. Swiping it against her clit. He looked up for a reaction. Her head was thrown back. His tongue was enormous, like sandpaper, all the more stimulating than a human tongue. She whined and tried to closer her legs but wound up squeezing her legs against his head as he mercilessly fucked his tongue into her sopping wet hole. Licking and slurping up any juices he could. He hoped that this would be enough to save him, but Byakuya couldn’t help but think of fucking her. Knotting her and watching her stomach swell slightly.

“Wait, wait, that’s not going to–”

Her words were ripped from her when he pushed his cock in. He filled her up. Instead of giving her a moment to catch her breath, he bullied his cock into her. Snarling and growling, he was like an animal in heat, probably because he was in heat. She was his fucktoy, a ragdoll he could use whichever way he pleased. His scent was going to be all over her now. The base of his cock expanded, and he howled, throwing his head back. His nails dug into her skin. The tip of his dick brushed against her womb. His knot stuck them together, trapping his cum.

Coming down from his high, he couldn’t move. They were stuck together until the swelling went down. Chisaki’s eyes glazed over, staring at the ceiling. She tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through her spine.

“Ow, ow, ow– “

“I don’t– sorry, we can’t move yet.”

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