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jarofstyles · 10 months
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Wolfrry breeding, as popular demand.
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Warnings: knotting, breeding kink, slight primal play, degradation if you squint
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Harry’s eyes stayed intently on her. Holding a little pup in her lap, cradled carefully on her thighs as she sat against the tree with her fingers stroking back wispy hair. He could hear the soft coos over the crackling fire, their weekly bonfire giving the Alpha pair a chance to bind with their pack and let them feel more secure in their leadership.
Y/N always had a soft spot for the pups, but this was a new baby. A new addition to the pack and the first bonfire for the little one. The mother was happy to hand Y/N her pup. It was a great honor to have the alpha female dote and care for your pup. No one would refuse that. There were whispers that the alpha female of every pack would grant blessings each time the pup was held by her, so no one in their right mind would hesitate to hand them over.
It was even more so with his mate. She was a natural with them. Gentle and soft and her demeanor strong enough to demand the respect she deserved, yet tender enough for the pups to trust and crave her presence. They followed her around and liked to show her their tricks and toys while she happy observed when she had the time. Babies were some of her favorite though.
Harry couldn’t help but selfishly enjoy the sight. Her fingers playing with the chubby cheeks and tickling the little soft tummy, making the baby giggle with joy. Little pudgy fingers grasped her fingers, which Y/N brought to her own mouth to feign eating them with a comical noise. The pup let out a squeal of comical delight, kicking his little legs at the motion.
“You’re incredible, aren’t you? Strong little wolf.” Harry approached quietly, not a sound made as to not disturb his love or the pup in her grasp. “Yes. You are. So strong and fierce, but you must never forget to have a gentle heart underneath the warrior walls. Okay? Your mate will thank you for it. You are to be kind… generous… sharp as a whip.” The baby gurgled in reply, making Y/N laugh. “Mhm… exactly.” Her finger tapped the little nose, watching it scrunch up. “But you see… your Alpha is trying to pretend he isn’t watching me play with you. It’s very distracting for me.”
Damn. He had been caught. A light chuckle left his chest, arms crossed as he emerged from his shadowy hiding spot and leaned against the tree to look down at the baby. The giggles stopped, a wide eyed look taking over the face- but no discomfort. His little legs kicked again, hand raising up as if to point before looking back at Y/N.
“Yes. That is your alpha. The strongest wolf in all of the lands.” She whispered. “One day you will fight beside him to take care of our pack. Maybe you will have another passion as well!” She squeezed his feet. “But he will make sure you are protected until you can protect yourself. Your father, him, all the pack. You are safe!” She cooed, making Harry’s heart grow a few sizes.
“His mother is looking for him.” He murmured to her, looking at the pup. She was, but Harry was feeling very interested in something else right now. “We are needed inside for a moment, my love. Let’s return him and then we can take care of the issue inside.”
Harry’s energy was big today. Y/N had a feeling she knew why he was crowding her space as they walked inside, excitement stinging her spine and warmth flooding her stomach. His hands had held her hips as he shuffled her towards his office, kicking the door shut behind him as his dark eyes took her in. He was hunting her.
“You know what it does to me.” He whispered, pressing her against the front of his desk. “What it calls to when I see you cradling pups that way. When you… lay there and allow me to watch you do the things I’ve been dreaming about for ages.” He dragged his nails over her sides, catching slightly on the material of her long dress. It was a gauzy material, one of his favorites from how it flowed behind her and made her the ethereal vision she always deserved to be admired as- but he was hating any barrier at the moment.
“It’s tradition, Alpha.” She was baiting his wolf,’knowing damn well what she was doing with those soft eyes and gentle voice. Fingers brushing through his long hair and tugging a bit at the little snares it had gotten,’making him growl. “I’m whispering blessings to babies. Shouldn’t that please you?” Her head tilted to the side, her calculating gaze hot and heavy as she leaned back slightly. “I always try to please you.”
“And you do. You do it so well… but I think it should be time that you do that to our pups.” He grunted, fingers bunching up the thin fabric and pulling it up. “You should be full of me, bred properly like the good mate you are. You should show everyone how taken you are, how good you take my cock. Stuff you full of me, my knot, our children….” He pulled the fabric above her hips. “I need it. I’m done waiting.”
He had been patient. They’d played around- but he was tired of waiting. Y/N was too, or she would have stopped him. But she was wet, dripping down her thighs at his words and the walk back. She had been well aware of his gaze and what it meant. He was going to fill her up to the brim with his cum and make it stick this time, and she ached for it.
“Then stop waiting.” Her finger traced his lip, a little gasp escaping as he caught the tip with his teeth and growled. “Take what you want.” Y/N finished the job, pulling the dress over her head and letting it fall before turning from his grasp and bending over the desk. She knew exactly what she was doing- giving him a mounting position and breaking his last straw.
It didn’t take long for her to feel the bare tip of his cock pressing inside of her. A pathetic whine left her throat, gripping the desk as she felt her cunt begin that stretch she loved oh so much. His prick sliding inside of her inch by inch, his hot breath washing over her back as he pressed wet kisses to her shoulder blades. Lettin mg every little bit of his cock fill her up until his balls were rested snug up against her and she began to squirm, a weak thrust up trying to get him to move.
“Stop.” He snarled, biting down on her shoulder in warning. “Lay there and take my cock like the good bitch y’are.” His voice was so deep, so rough, it had her eyes rolling back into her head. The man was everything to her, every little thing he did making her feel even more desperate. “Got to make sure you’re stretched. You’re soaked but it’s so tight…” he ground into her, curling his hand back around her throat as he arched her up.
“Oh my…. Fuck.” Y/N whispered, panting as she felt him pull out to slam back in, making her jolt over the desk. She never tired of the feeling of his cock taking up every bit of space inside of her body. “I love your cock, Alpha. I love it, I need it. Gimme more? Give it.” She tired to push back against him again, her cunt sweet and soft around his aching length. Harry loved being inside of her and feeling how she reacted to him.
“I’m going to give it all to you, you filthy little thing. Teasing me by being so sweet with the little ones… finally need to give me our own. Need to give you some to grow.” He grunted, beginning his brutal pace. He was on a mission to knock her up, to get her full and make it stick inside of her. It was time to start the breeding process and her body reacted beautifully.
Y/N was pliant under her, whimpering and whining as Harry did what he did best. Aggressive and hot, she let him handle her in the way he needed. Every single movement and bite had her floating, submitting to the Alpha the way the gods intended for her to do. His cock was thick and long, curved just right to hit the spot that had her cunt leaking down his balls. The feral sounds filled the office, her nails scratching marks into the priceless desk while he fucked her rough. His growls were against her ear, soaking up each and every noise his mate made as his cock wrecked her.
“There- there, alpha. Please stay right there, it’s gonna make me cum.” She pleaded, working through the squeal she had met out when he has shifted his hips just so. His filthy mouth was the cherry on top of the rough fuck that brought out the animalistic side of them.
“Just lay there and let me fuck you” he panted into her ear, the vibration of his words making her shiver. “You’re such a good little bitch. Laying out and letting your alpha use your hole the way it’s meant to be used.” He nuzzled against her neck thrusting into her at the deep pace she had begged for. It was a nasty mess in the room. Anyone inside the hall could smell it if they walked past, the scent of their sex and desperation clinging to the walls. The sounds were echoing through the room, the grunts and growls and her sloppy cunt being wrecked by his cock, Y/N unable to keep quiet with her little whines.
“My perfect little mate. You were made for me. Made t’have my children. I want to watch you swell with them… taste your breasts when they leak. I want to make you a mother, my love.” He slurred against her neck, feeling the beginnings of his knot. “M’gonna stuff you full of my knot and my load, make it stick. Get you pregnant and bred up for me the way you should stay. Gonna do it over n’over until it takes. I can’t stand it anymore.” He needed to have her pregnant. It didn’t feel like a want but a need.
“Please, alpha. Please breed me, I want it. I want it so bad, I want our babies, I want…” she sobbed out in pleasure and desperation. “Want to feel full. Want you to own me. Please, please- I feel it.” She said frantically. “I feel your knot, give it to me. Give it to me, put it in, knot me. Breed me, Harry.” She snarled, her nails digging into his wrist as he held her throat. He owned her, yes, but she owned him too.
A roar of pleasure hit the room as Harry caved to his mate’s requests. His knot catching and flaring inside to lock them together as she came all over his cock, her body convulsing slightly under him as she sobbed out his name. She was so full, so overwhelmed as she felt his body cover hers and rock inside as the ropes of cum continued to fill her.
“Give it, Harry. Give me all of it.” She whimpered, a tear dragging down her cheek. “Give me all of your cum. I want it to catch. Want your babies inside of me. Give me the pups.”
“It’s there, my love. It’s there. My perfect little breeding bitch.” He sighed, the pleasure still shooting through him as his cum shot into her in its heavy ribbons. Y/N shuddered under him, feeling every single throb of his cock as she was filled. It was one of her favorite feelings and Harry loved to give it to her.
“I love you. It’ll stick. M’gonna make sure you’re pregnant.” He turned her face to catch her lips, groaning happily into her mouth as her cunt milked his knot for all it was worth. “It’s coming soon. Don’t worry.”
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avocadoguru · 1 year
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He was staring at her in a way no one had in her entire life. She couldn’t read anything in his eyes - not surprise, not fear, not malicious intent - nothing. At Silver Wolf Preserve National Forest, hikers and day visitors are warned to stay on the marked trails. This huge oasis of natural wilderness is like a dream come true for Y/N, the newest stationed forest range officer. A trained survivalist, she can identify species of birds, reptiles, mammals, and plants from sight alone. She knows how to build a fire, climb a tree, make a shelter from only what the forest can provide, and forage for food. As much confidence as she has in herself, she knows the forest, mountains, and wildlife are due respect. That's why when she hears a cry of distress from what appears to be a stray pup, she ignores the procedure and heads out to inspect in off limits territory without wasting valuable time to call in reinforcement, suspecting poachers. What she stumbles upon instead unveils an unexplored depth of the forest under the full moon, one she never would've imagined.
A/N: This fic is co-written by @fkinavocado & @gurugirl, hence @avocadoguru. Make sure to follow us both here and on wattpad as to be notified for updates!
Warnings & themes: 18+ (please NO minors!!!), smut, werewolf x human reader, slow burn, angst, violence, alternate universe (wolfrry, werewolf!harry, alpha!harry, ranger!y/n)
Masterlist:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12 - updated September 6th
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You Pop When We Get Intimate*
pairing: werewolf harry x reader
warnings: abo dynamics, smut, dirty talk
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YN lets out a pained cough as she breathes in the hot, sticky atmosphere of the crowded living room that her and her boyfriend have just entered. The smell of weed and alcohol hits the back of her throat with the first inhale the second her foot crosses the threshold. She can feel her boyfriend’s warm hand on her waist as he keeps her close to him, guiding the two of them through the disarray of bodies that fill the decently sized room. Looking around, YN can see all heads turn to eye them for a split second before the ending away, whispering to the people around them. Soon enough, the house is quiet save for the sound of “Get Into It (Yuh)” by Doja Cat.
A slight grimace decorates her face, and a dimpled smile adorns his as they get deeper into the house. Harry used to this atmosphere, and YN is the exact opposite. She never went to parties unless it was for family, and the only time she drank is when she was alone or with just her and Harry. The pair makes their way over to the couch that is overflowing with bodies, some people on the cushions and others resting on the back. With one look at Harry, they get the message loud and clear just from the look in his eyes. Instantly, group dissipates to give the couple room to sit comfortably. YN is both equally impressed and scared, wondering what Harry did to gain the kind of reputation he has with his pack members. With just a single look, Harry managed to assert his dominance, no words spoken.
Harry gives all of them one last intense stare before he turns to YN and gives her a bright, dimpled smile, motioning to the now empty couch for her to take a seat. She smiles in thanks and sits down, placing her handbag on her lap as he sits as well, throwing his arm onto the back of the couch, resting behind her head. The two sit there for a while as various people come by and say hello, introducing themselves to YN and greeting their pack leader, making sure they don’t get to close to his lover. Harry doesn’t take his eyes off of any of them, watching each individual like a hawk. A deep growl is bubbling in his chest when -, one of the inferior alphas in the pack, gets a bit too close to her, a threatening glint in his eyes as he broadens his shoulders and prepares to attack. Luckily, the man steps away in fear, and YN takes the opportunity to rub at Harry’s hand, calming him down.
The defensive man finally relaxes into the couch at her touch, a sigh leaving his soft lips. The two sit and relax there, watching the party happen and having their own little conversations. About ten minutes in, one of Harry’s men ends up bringing them two red solo cups filled with clear alcohol, and Harry uses his strong nose to sniff it despite his trust for the other man. When he smells nothing but alcohol in their cups, he passes one to YN for her to sip on as they continue to talk. Sometime when they were talking, Harry had placed his free, ringed hand on YN’s thigh without her noticing, and it was gradually going further and further under her skirt throughout the conversation. YN only notices his intent when he reaches her inner thigh, very close to her vagina. She relaxes into the couch as she realizes that Harry is falling right into her trap.
“Where the fuck are your panties?” he grits out, directly next to her ear as he darts his eyes up to her face. He immediately takes in the smug smile on her face, realizing her plan all along. “Oh, I see. You want t’get punished tonight, hm?” he whispers against the shell of her ear before biting down gently, continuing. “I don’t think you’d like my punishments tonight,” he finishes, satisfied with the way her body tenses up at the plural term. The party is awfully quiet, each wolf straining their ears to hear what the couple is speaking about. Some faces are red, eyes on their shoes, while others are listening shamelessly, stopping their actions to hear.
“Do you know who you’re fucking with? Or should I remind you? Think m’gonna. Right here in front of everyone,” he spits, trailing his right hand up her thigh once more. A smirk forms on his face as he sees her right hand that is holding her beverage start to shake slightly, nerves entering her body at his words. “Spread y’legs a bit” he murmurs, and she does so immediately, giving him access to her wet center.
His fingers instantly take purchase on her throbbing clit, a small mewl leaving her parted lips as he rubs directly over the head. Warm Wetness is dripping from her vagina and into her skirt, her hips bucking up into his hand. The second he picks up speed, she moans under her breath, the feeling making her entire body tingle. He keeps his fingers on her clit, not stopping his ministrations as her orgasm builds rather quickly. Just as she gets close to the edge, her legs shaking slightly around his hand, he pulls his fingers away and laughs darkly as he hears her cry out in frustration before turning and burying her face into his shoulder.
The two of them know that every single person in the room can smell her arousal, but are trying their hardest to ignore it. They all know that if they even look at YN the wrong way, Harry won’t hesitate to end their lives. The rest of the partygoers continue dancing to the music awkwardly, talking and drinking as they try their hardest to ignore the situation happening in the dead center of the party. Tears are welling in her eyes in frustration, her orgasm quickly fading away. Harry, not being able to let her be, decides to tease her a bit.
“Need me to fuck you, hm? Just say the word and I’ll end this party right now so I can fuck you real good. How does that sound, Puppy?” he asks, stroking up and down her thigh with his wet hand. Despite the fact that it isn’t his home, he obviously has the power to end it just for her, and that has her cunt clenching around nothing as she nods furiously into his shoulder.
“Yeah?” he coos, a condescending undertone to his words. YN nods against his shoulder with a whimper, making him smile in victory. She pulls away for just a moment to speak into his ear, her voice desperate and breathy. “Please, Alpha. Need it so bad,” she whines, burying her face into his shoulder once more. He chuckles at her desperation, his cock leaking even more at the compelling smell of her thick arousal in the air. It makes the small room feel even more compact, and he’s instantly growling out his command for everyone to leave, every single alpha, beta, and omega leaving the house in a hurry, wanting their lives to be spared.
Once the room is empty save for the two of them, Harry lifts her skirt and pulls her over to straddle his thigh, pressing her bare cunt against the thick muscle. She gasps as she feels the rough material of his pants against her clit. He barely gives her time to adjust before he’s placing both hands on her hips, helping to move her sopping cunt along his thigh. She nearly falls over at the feeling in her sensitive clit, a broken moan leaving her lips.
“Feel good, baby?” he coos, YN nodding quickly as he works her along him. “Soaking my pants, honey. So fucking wet for me, hm?” he teases, and she doesn’t even have the energy to make a rebuttal, letting him help her cum. Moans are leaving her lips as another orgasm builds, and she can only let it happen, hoping he’ll let her cum this time.
“Gonna cum,” she whispers, her breath catching in her throat as he cunt literally quivers against his thigh, and he’s immediately holding her onto him firmly, stopping her movements. She’s instantly tearing up again, falling into his chest and babbling wordlessly as her orgasm fades away once more. Harry removes a hand from her hip and places it onto her back, rubbing up and down gently as he knows he’s being really mean.
“What do you need, baby?” he asks her, hearing her whine. “Use y’words, Puppy. Can’t understand what you need when you’re all dumb for me. Haven’t even given you m’cock yet and you can’t even use your words. Do I really have that effect on you?” he teases, watching her get all shy and embarrassed. “No need to be ashamed, Lovie. Just tell me what y’need, pup,” he tuts, grabbing her chin gently to coax her into making eye contact with him.
“Need you deep inside me, please. Need to feel you, for you to make me cum. I’ll be such a good girl for you I swear,” she whines, nuzzling into his grip. He hums in satisfaction, looking into her glossy eyes, sensing how bad she needs it. He needs it too, so he decides to put the both of them out of their misery.
“Alright, baby. Ass up” he says, landing one last smack on her sore ass cheek to get her going. She’s instantaneously scrambling to prop up onto the back of the couch, Harry kneels in order to slide behind her. “Ready for me?” he asks, gripping the base of his thick cock, preparing her for him.
She nods and lets out a whimper as she feels his weepy tip swipe through her swollen folds, mewling for him to get into her. He decides to end her suffering, sliding in her tight opening inch by inch, her walls stretching to accommodate him. The both of them groan out into the thick air of the room, and a slight squelching can be heard as he slides into her, bottoming out. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels every vein on his cock against her velvety walls, the slight sting of him stretching her out making her whimper.
Harry stays that way for a while, his hips flush to hers as he relishes in the feeling of her warm, wet walls around his shaft. She feels so fucking good he doesn’t know how long he’ll last before he’s exploding into her. The second he feels like he won’t explode with one thrust, he pulls out until his tip is resting at her entrance before pushing all the way back into her, sliding against her g-spot. She’s moaning into the arm of the couch, tears building in her eyes as she takes in every ounce of pleasure he’s giving her.
“How’s it feeling, Puppy?” he asks over her whines, a smile on his face when she physically can’t answer. “Is that deep enough for you? Feel me deep in y’tummy?” he coos, his cock twitching when she nods and presses her ass against his hips. “So fucking good around me, baby” he moans, still fucking her slow and deep.
He pulls out once more before slamming into her harder, a surprised yelp leaving her lips at the change. “Fuck!” she exclaims against the fabric, her hands fisting the cushions. She’s nearly ripping the cushions with her nails, gripping onto them tightly as he drills into her perfectly. Harry is literally so deep inside her, filling her to the brim as he stuffs every inch of his cock inside with each thrust. She’s so full of him she can barely breathe, gasping for air with each and every plunge. He can feel her starting to clench already, her past orgasms coming back at full speed.
“Y’gonna cum, m’love? Hm? Gonna soak m’cock before I let you rest?” he pants, rubbing up and down her back as her entire body locks up, her orgasm moments away. She nods into the cushions once more, biting down on the fabric as she holds back until she has permission. “Okay, Puppy. Cum for me, cum for your alpha like a good little pup” he coos, and no more than five seconds later, she’s cumming all over his cock with a shout, a thick layer of cream covering the base of him.
He doesn’t stop fucking her, riding out her orgasm. With each thrust, he feels more and more of her cream coat him, leaving his lower belly sticky with her orgasm. He fucks her until her body goes limp against the couch before pulling out slowly and making his way around to where her head is, her body twitching with the aftershocks. He rubs a hand over her head, watching her relax into it.
“Can you go again or should I just clean y’up?” he rasps, despite his throbbing cock still needing stimulation. She says nothing, propping herself up and leaning forward to take his cock into her mouth, suckling on the angry head of it. A groan is bubbling from deep in his chest and he’s trying to refrain from bucking into her mouth. He’s instantly sent over the edge when YN takes all of him into her mouth and down into her throat, his head thrown back and his mouth dropped open in a silent scream. She sucks him dry, cleaning every last drop of cum from his cock as his legs shake in overstimulation.
Whining, he pulls away from her and makes eye contact. “You didn’t have to do that, baby” he pants. “Was just gonna clean you up” he says, rubbing over her head gently. She just shakes her head, a yawn leaving her lips.
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever, I know. Just get over here and cuddle me. M’tired,” she whispers, reaching up to pull him toward her. He chuckles at his perfect girlfriend, lying down on the couch before flattening her onto him, wrapping his arms around her. The two fall asleep within a few minutes, right there in the center of the room.
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missmielyhoran · 1 year
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Housemate
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in which Y/N finds a cheap place to live...
(Werewolf!Harry × Florist!reader)
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Moving out was a hard task and harder than that was finding a place to live.
You thought packing your bags and moving out of your parents' house after one bad fight was some kind of badass move, but it came to bite you in the ass.
You were living in your best friend's apartment, but she herself was moving in with her boyfriend, and the apartment was already bought by the next owners, and you only had two days left.
Most of the places you saw were either too expensive, too shady, or too far from your shop.
Losing all hope, you sat down on the bench in the park and ate your burrito. Tears of frustration and anger were pricking in your eyes when a piece of paper flew straight on your face and stuck to it.
You removed it from your face groaning. The first thing you saw was 'housemate needed' in bold letters, and like fate pulling you in, you walked straight to the address, forgetting all about your burrito.
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Harry was in desperate need of a roommate. Someone would think being who he is, he wouldn't have to worry about bills and shit but it was a modern world, even his dad had to go to work.
His work pay wasn't cutting it, though. He was struggling to pay his bills and still have some money left for food and stuff or in his savings. Then Niall suggested getting a roommate like he did. The idea would have been great if he was a normal human being, but he wasn't. He was a walking danger.
A blaring warning signal on legs was who he was.
His house was beautiful if he said so himself. It was a decent size, two rooms, and a bathroom with an open kitchen-living room plan. Most of the walls decorated with pastels. Living room walls were baby blue but a specific shade he loved with loads of plants.
No one wanted to live near the forest, which was the problem. His house of near forest (for obvious reasons) and most of the people living there were either like him or old people who just wanted to live off their days in peace.
He had just plopped himself down on his couch when the bell rang. He stood up straight, something about whoever it was on the door made his senses perk up. He fixed his jeans and patchwork cardigan he made himself. Harry walked towards the door, the unknown feeling growing and growing.
He calmed and took a deep breath before opening the door. But when he did, he forgot how to breathe. There you were in a cute little yellow sundress with black boots and the biggest smile showing your dimple on the left cheek.
"Hi" You said like a bird in some disney movie. You looked like a disney character with big almost animated looking eyes, curly hair tied up in a half up do.
"Hi" He mumbled shyly and welcomed you in. He wasn't very outgoing but in front of you he felt different. It was like he was a teenager again interacting with crush for the first time.
He really hoped you would agree to live here cause he didn't know if he could let you go.
"I saw the ad for a housemate? I honestly didn't know flyers were still a thing you know cause of Craigslist and stuff. " You laughed lightly while Harry's face went red.
"My friend suggested I should get another person here cause of expenses, and I'm not good with the internet, so I did what I knew," He said, feeling a bit embarrassed. He grew up different from the others, and he also didn't like social media, to be honest.
He was basically a grandma in 25 years old boy's body, as Niall says.
"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that." Your eyes widened, thinking you had made him feel bad. The walking around the whole area has gotten you tired and maybe a grumpy, "Oh my god, I'm sorry"
That made him laugh, showing off the deep dimples on both sides of his cheeks, his eyes crinkling. He looked like a squished grape, but in a cute way, you just wanted to pinch his cheeks and hold his face for entern-
Woah there calm down.
"I like this place a lot," you said, turning away before you could do something embarrassing.
"I will show you around," He said, walking in front of you. It was a small house with a small entryway with a shoerack and medium-sized mirror. The living room was blue with loads of plants and a yellow couch with a matching love seat, giving it a pop of colour. The kitchen was also blue with white cupboards, an island facing the back o the couch.
There were two doors, one of which you guessed was Harry's room and other yours. "This is my room" He said opening the room, it was everything you expected, white walls with a blue accent wall, crumbled white sheets on bed in middle of the room, a desk near the window and loads of plants.
"Blue is your favorite I take," you teased, watching him smile shyly and mumble a yeah.
Then we got to the other room, it was sage green with an old couch in the middle and that was it. It was a decent size enough for you. There was a window just like in his. It was identical to most.
"So...do you like it?" Harry trailed off. He was anxiously looking at you trying to figure out if you liked it or not.
"I love it!" You gave him a big smile and walked in more to look around. The whole house had a musky smile, like soil after rain, foresty, and you were in love.
"I might have to tell you I might steal your clothes cause they look good and comfy." You teased him and gave a cheeky laugh.
Harry was about to jump in happiness like a puppy getting asked if he wanted a treat, and in a way, it was.
"You can take whatever you want." He smiled, and you there it was the urge to just pinch his cheeks, and this time you gave in.
You extened your hand and gave him a soft pinch on cheek, "You're soo cut-" You cut off your sentence and removed your hand. It felt like an electric shock went through when you touched him.
Harry felt it too, a lot harder than you. His eyes were matching his, wide in shock. You didn't know what it meant, and neither did Harry, but it wasn't something normal, and neither was them being so undeniably pulled towards each other.
"I never got your name," Harry asked in hushed in voice, your eyes on his emerald ones.
"Y/N," you replied in the same voice, not wanting to break the moment. Harry smiled, thinking how your name suited you a lot.
"Welcome to Lone Cottage, Y/N"
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late-night-talking · 1 year
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Loving You’s the Real Thing
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a/n: this is set in an a/b/o verse, if you don’t like that kind of thing, no worries, just scroll on! as for the people who do read, I love wolfrry and a/b/o verse so I’m pretty excited for this (mini?) series. if you have any questions about what’s going on or the logistics of a/b/o, don’t hesitate to message and ask! hope you all enjoy and I would love any feedback.
word count: 3k
warnings: a/b/o dynamics
summary: Harry is next in line to be Alpha, ready to let his mother relax after having to take on the responsibilities of the pack following the death of her husband, his step father, but one thing is holding him back. He has yet to find his Luna.
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She had felt off for a few weeks. In and out of daydreaming, which was not like her. She kept thinking about her mate. Where they were, what they were doing, and most importantly, when they would find her. She would experience flashes of them when she closed her eyes, their hands or eyes, and brief whiffs of what she could only call, home, mate. It was driving her mad, mentally and physically.
She thinks it’s just her heat, showing it’s ugly head in warning, but none of her previous heats manifested in such a way. Not that she had many ‘adult’ heats, maybe six after turning 18, when heats started to get more sexual and less… school-girl.
When presenting, Alphas and Omegas would go though less intense ruts and heats that didn’t require or demand a sexual partner, until they turned 18. It was just the way of bodies forming into their secondary gender, and also getting the individual ready for the real thing, when it was near impossible to get through it without another. It was also meant to give time to find your mate, but these days, it was rare to find your mate within your pack. Which left you with finding them in the wild, like people do.
Y/N was trying to focus on her healing class, practicing harnessing her care-taking Omega traits into a stream of healing energy. Only a select few had the capabilities, and it wasn’t without training and hard work.
The alpha below her, if she could call him that, had went off and stupidly sought out a fight in unclaimed territory. An obviously much more powerful Alpha had put him in his place. Unclaimed territory was meant for rogue wolves, outcasted from their packs, not drunk wolves looking for a fight. The territory was policed by the surrounding pack territories, on a rotating schedule, by what Y/N gathered.
As she was removing his make-shift bandages, just his shirt tied tightly around his midsection, an aroma suddenly smacked her in the face, pulling her from her supposed concentration. The luscious smell was definitely not coming from the wolf below her, she had smelled him as soon as he was brought into the infirmary, but almost from his… wounds?
The smell was somewhat familiar, the scent that had been coming to her in her daydreaming, but ten times stronger. She had to excuse herself and immediately find out which pack had been on post last night.
“Hey, Sarah?” Y/N called over to her classmate and friend. “Do you mind taking over? I’m not feeling that well.”
“‘Course not!” Sarah replies with a smile. They had grown up together as best friends. She had already found her mate, Mitch, which of course Y/N was a bit jealous of. “Let me know if you need anything, hope you start to feel better!”
All Y/N could do was give her a meek smile, and scurry out of the infirmary. Shoving the large wooden doors open, she’s met with the wonderful temperate of fall, wind blowing her hair around her face a bit.
All she can think of is finding the source of that wonderful smell. She makes a bee-line to the pack house, navigating the vast halls to the large room that essentially is like a town hall. It has all known records and histories of the surrounding territories, treaties, and most importantly to her, the schedule of the guards.
Y/N hustles to the front desk, where the historian sits. She’s a sweet lady, always willing to help how she can. The woman’s small spectacles sit atop her nose, close to the tip. Y/N waits as patiently as she can for the woman to stop reading and look up at her.
Soon enough, the grey-haired Beta looks up with a small smile, “What can I help you with dearie?”
“Uhm, I was wondering which pack was on guard last night. I work in the infirmary, and had an injured wolf, who went off looking for a fight. I just wanted to be able to check on the Alpha who put him in his place.” Y/N practically word-vomits out, trying to be somewhat inconspicuous.
“Oh, I’m sure they’re quite alright. And if not, they have their own healers at their pack.”, the woman reassuringly states. “But if you must know, the schedule that is agreed on is with the treaties. There should be a binder in that isle labeled as such. It’s looked over and agreed on with all the packs every year, so it should be accurate.” As the woman is talking, she points over to an area of the large library.
“Thanks! I appreciate it.” Y/N states as fast as she can, hurrying towards the isle clearly labeled treaties.
Before she can get too far away, at an increased volume, the woman states, “Hope you can find what you’re looking for!”
All Y/N can do is glance behind her to offer a small smile, but the woman is looking back at her, with a knowing look.
Once she finds the clearly labeled binder, flipping through the pages to get to the current months schedule. Her eyes scan the month quickly, finding who was on patrol last night. Her vivid globes widen a bit at the answer to her question.
The Starlight Pack. They were well known for being a pack full of beautiful creatures, even their Betas. Being one of the strongest packs in the surrounding states, Y/N knew a good bit about them. Their current leader was a single Luna. Her husband had tragically passed, however having no biological children of his own, his stepson was next in line.
Unfortunately for the reigning Luna, her son could not become Alpha until he found a suitable Luna. This was common practice across all packs. The Luna did not need to be the Alpha’s true mate, however that was of course, preferable.
Her mind wandered, thinking of who in the renowned pack could be her mate. Trying to piece them together, from what she gathered from her dreams, awake or asleep.
Catching herself in yet another daydream, Y/N realized she was wasting time. Her next hurdle might be her biggest on her quest to find her mate, getting to their pack.
The Starlight Pack was actually adjoining her pack, connecting in a northwest quadrant. However, the city center, if you could call them cities, are in the middle of their territories, surrounded by vast forests, giving distance between pack lines.
Packing a bag, throwing on a burgundy knit jumper, and leaving a, hopefully, reassuring note for her parents, knowing they wouldn’t let her leave on her own if they had been there instead of their positions. She also text Sarah, just giving her a heads up, not leaving time for her to talk Y/N out of it.Going to the pack garage, she spoke to the clerk there, signing out a car to ‘go into town for feminine products, for my Beta friend’ is all she had to say to avoid more questions from the Beta male.
The pack centers were roughly 40 miles away from each other, taking about an hour of driving to get there. The roads were almost completely empty, no one else being on them besides travelers or hikers. The leaves still hanging onto the trees were red-wine stained and honeyed hues, with some darker purples mixed in. The trees created an arch of sorts over the road, only letting in streaks of sunlight and blue sky.
With the sun falling below the horizon, Y/N pulled up to the gates of the Starlight Pack, her heart sinking into her stomach. She hadn’t quite thought of what she was going to say, it’s not like they were going to let some stranger in. Coming to a slow, she heard the rustle of fallen leaves being thrown behind the car.
She knew she was about to be questioned by a group of Alphas. Who else would be guarding their border? With a deep breath, she swings the car door open, throwing her legs out and stepping onto the ground, leaves crunching under her boots. As expected, two Alphas emerge from the wrought iron gate.
“How can we help you, lil omega? Did ya get lost on yer way home?” One of the men question. He’s not threatening in his tone, trying to be more helpful, rather than harmful, but his status enough is sufficient to make Y/N nervous.
With all her courage she can muster, she answers them in the strongest voice she can summon, “I came in search of my mate. I have reason to believe they’re here.”
Y/N tried hard not to word vomit the entire story, assuming these Alphas didn’t care why she believed such a thing. As the wind moved around them, her shiny hair was carried around her face, and she smelled them. Her mate. The wonderful scent of chamomile, musk, and sandalwood, even stronger than when she caught a whiff earlier in the day. If she could smell them, hopefully they could smell her and would come find her. It made Y/N’s brain fuzzy, and relaxed, not like she was standing in a strange place, with strange alphas who were not her mate.
The blonde one spoke again, “Wha’ makes ya think that, Omega? Maybe we can help?” The way he spoke was the same as last time, non-threatening. He actually seemed interested.
Moving her hands to her elbows, seeking some type of warmth, Y/N finds not having to search for the courage to answer this time, “I uh, was helping a wolf from my pack that was put in his place last night in the unclaimed territory. And, this is crazy, but I smelled it from his wounds. Who ever taught him a lesson is my mate. I did some research, your pack was on patrol last night. So, here I am.”
During what felt like a speech, the males look at each other with wide eyes. The brunette turns to speak, his mouth agape for a moment. However before he can say anything, a tall, lean figure is hurdling through the gates behind them, that wonderful scent following him. His eyes are wide, taking in as much as they can, searching. “Where is..”
Before he can finish, the men move aside, and their eyes land on each other. Y/N’s eyes are just as wide now, wind rustling around them, pushing his magnificent scent to her, and hers to him. She stands in awe as the man with umber colored, shoulder length hair, strides towards her quickly. Stopping inches from her chest, he’s a head length taller than her. Quipping her head up to him, her eyes meeting his glassy emerald eyes, their chests heaving, trying to pull each other’s scents in as much as possible.
He is the one to break the silence, “My omega? How’d ya find meh little one?”
Y/N’s heart stutters at her title coming from his lips and the sound of his scruff voice, “Doesn’t matter right now, my Alpha. My name is Y/N. I- I can’t believe I found you.” She’s about to burst, tears welling in her eyes.
The gorgeous man dips down closer to her face, canting to her ear, hand reaching up to push her smooth hair behind it, sparks darting when his fingers danced over her cheek, and just about purring,“‘M Harry, but yeh can call meh Alpha.”
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His day started as all others, pulling himself from his lonely bed, wishing he could stay and go back to sleep. There, in his dreams, he was with his Omega. As much as he wanted to go searching for her, it wasn’t quite that desperate yet. His mother and him had decided if he hadn’t found his mate by 25, he could go searching for her. But only for six months, then he would have to settle for an omega that was good enough.
But no one would be good enough for him, besides her. She had only started coming to him in his dreams a few months ago. Before that, he could only think of what she looked or smelled like. When sleeping, he could see her, smell her, touch her. But her face was always fleeting his memory after the first few moments of being awake.
He felt bad he hadn’t completely relieved his mother of her duties. Neither an Alpha or a Luna were meant to rule alone, a perfect balance of each other. The exact reason he had yet to become Alpha, but he couldn’t settle on some omega he knew wasn’t his. Not yet, not until he had to. Though Harry saw the years practically multiplying on his mother since his step-father died. However the light had started coming back to her since she relieved more duties to Harry.
Getting ready for the day, he felt scattered and unfocused. Only one thing on his mind. Mate. He thought it could be his rut announcing itself, he hadn’t had one for maybe five months, when he had one every three usually. Unfortunately for him, he still had duties to attend to for the time being. He couldn’t lay in bed all day dreaming of silken hair and skin, getting himself off.
Leaving his chambers, drifting over to the meeting room, where his mother, himself, and their closest confidants met weekly. He wasn’t much interested in the conversation, as most of it was repeated information from last week. As it comes to a close, he has a feeling he can’t explain.
“Niall, Louis, can ya guys run perimeter guard fo’ the day? With the location of that brainless wolf from last night unknown, I want security tight, yeh? And I’ll take ya’s spot training for the day” The two men nod without question, Harry not even needing his Alpha voice, the men trusting him.
“Harry, I don’t think that wolf will come here, he probably whimpered home.” His mother tries to reason. Anne had been trying to let Harry have more power over the years. He practically ran the pack at this point and she was just a figurehead, but she gave her opinion when she felt he needed guidance.
He felt bad going against what his mother was thinking, but he had taken so much stress off her over the years, he wanted her to trust him. “I just have a feeling mum. Ya’ve put this much confidence in meh so far, yeh? This is un-disruptive and not puttin’ anyone in danger. Just for today.” Harry speaks with finality. Anne knows he’s right. No one will get hurt, and their only other assignment was helping with training possible future guards.
“Right, lads. Yeh know where ta find meh in tha trainin’ grounds, watching’ over those pups.” Harry says, after a moment of silence and acceptance of his previous statement, with a smirk. If those young alphas knew he was referring to them as pups, they would loose their ever-loving mind, and the thought of them wanting to even attempt to grapple with him.
The day was monotonous, besides a few interesting scrimmages between the young wolves learning to fight before him. He wasn’t usually in the training field, so he knew the pups in front of him were trying to show off. The training field was at the corner of the large clearing that contained their pack house, which looked small from the vantage point he had at the moment. With expansive woods behind them, and the tall log fencing on the side, they were close to the entry road. Given, it was a good few thousand feet away, he could still see Niall and Louis open the gate and step out.
That was enough to intrigue him, but not enough for him to wander over. The wind graced his face, as it had numerous times today. Harry closed his eyes, enjoying the moment with the sound of the leaves rustling behind him. Until he was absolutely smacked in the face with the most luscious smell. So much stronger than in his dreams. His only thought was mate.
Without so much as a comment to the other men helping train, he took off sprinting, almost as fast as his wolf would be, his feet taking him closer to what he hoped to be his Omega. Sliding around the corner, out of the gate, all he could see was the backs of his men, but the delicious smell as strong as ever.
He begun to speak, but before barely getting any words out, the men moved aside. Set in front of him was the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on. Her opulent hair falling over her shoulders, her crimson jumper contrasting her skin beautifully, and a perfect pout on her full lips. Eyes shining like they were full of stars for him.
He doesn’t remember making the decision to stride up to her, barely a book thickness way from her voluptuous chest. His Omega pitches her head up to him. Harry breaks the silence that seems to go on forever, but was only a few seconds. “My omega? How’d ya find meh little one?”
A beat later, the sweetest sound he’s ever heard, her voice, almost at a whisper, “Doesn’t matter right now, my Alpha. My name is Y/N. I- I can’t believe I found you.”
He keens at the sound of his title coming off her tongue, it never sounded so perfect before. Harry can’t help but lean closer, her scent becoming strong and heavy, and he surely can’t stop himself from lightly running his fingers over her cheek, electricity shooting between them at the softest of touch, and brushing her hair behind her ear with a rumble of, “‘M Harry, but yeh can call meh Alpha.”
fin.
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overallrry · 2 years
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Warmth was something you shouldn’t live without, but he did for quite some time. Power at fingertips would never replace what was missing but when you were a leader, sometimes it’s all you have to go off of. The croons of howls echoing off the trees become home.
Until you get hit with it. Everything you’ve been waiting for, plopped into your lap and you everything falls into place. Or so it should. Love, lust, everything in between. A soul mate granted by mother moon and the fates watching behind a screen.
werewolves exist, harry hates y/n, and niall eats a lot (jawllines)
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“Okay,” she says, “Okay, I get it! Not a word, to anyone, about anything, I promise.” “Your promises mean nothing to me.” He finally releases her and Y/N tries to push away the woozy feeling overtaking her, but it’s to no use. Her world spins and spins, like a zoetrope of dark reds, and chocolate fur, and angry green eyes. She can’t quite gain her footing when she feels herself fall back, vision blotched with black and greys as she feels herself hit the ground.
The last thing she hears is Harry gruffly utter, “You’ve got t'a be fuckin’ kidding me.”  
And then there’s nothing.
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gurugirl · 1 year
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Lupus Noctis is out! Do you guys like a werewolf!harry au? If so go check it out if you haven't already! Harry is a big bad wolf in this one, but he's a bit of a tease as well 😇
@fkinavocado and I are co writing this series over on @avocadoguru
chapter one & chapter two
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fkinavocado · 1 year
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She went there when she had her days off, or when things were particularly slow and she could take a longer break. She especially loved going there towards the end of the day, so she could enjoy her unobscured view of the majestic sunset.
And since she was alone and she knew none of her colleagues would be patrolling that area, and no hikers would walk in on her, she would skinny dip.
Walking into the water she slowly got deeper and sucked in a sharp breath when the water reached her waist. Holding her breath she bent her knees and ducked herself under the water to cover her head and then rose from the water quickly and laughed loudly. She loved the feeling of the cold water covering her limbs and shocking her system.
She waded deeper and began to swim, kicking her legs and propelling her arms as she glided in the water, already feeling her stress melt away.
She loved swimming, having grown up doing this as a pastime in her hometown, and ever since she moved to the big city she’d missed it.
She floated peacefully after doing her usual rounds, taking note of how the sky was beginning to change to her favorite hues of purple and orange as it was approaching sunset. She loved this part of the day the most but especially loved watching it all unfold while she was floating blissfully in the lake. 
She was done for the day and was off-duty, so since she was heading back home after this, she could afford to get her hair wet and deal with it later. Whenever she would come there for short breaks in her schedule, she’d make sure not to get it wet though. She didn’t want her colleagues to find out about her little secret and accuse her of slacking on the job. 
It was getting a bit chilly though, so she decided to get out of the water and watch the sun go down from ashore. 
Turning in the water, she began to swim back in the direction she came from but paused with a jolt and gasped when she saw the man. 
It was him.
He was right there, in front of her, his head barely visible atop the waterline, with only his eyes and nose breaking surface. 
How long had he been standing there in the water? Watching her. Preying on her.
Did he know? That she’d been to his cabin. Did he know she was onto his secret? Was that why he was there? Was he going to harm her?
She couldn’t believe she hadn’t heard him get into the water. Or seen him, even. He must’ve done it while she was doing her laps. 
Suddenly, she was reminded of her nakedness and she felt her whole body flush furiously in embarrassment, despite how chilly it was getting by the minute.
They kept staring at each other until she realized he was slowly making his way toward her in the water. It was barely noticeable that he was moving at all. This guy really gave her the creeps, but for some reason, she couldn’t look away. She could barely see half of his face but his eyes were mesmerizing, they had a strange hold on her. She just couldn’t look away.
She should’ve made a run for it while she still had the advantage, being close to the spot she’d dropped her belongings. She wasn’t armed, since she was off duty for the evening, but she did have her swiss knife and it was definitely better than her bare hands. 
Her bare everything. 
That was what was keeping her from doing just that - her state of undress. She knew he’d likely seen every bit of her, especially with the way she’d floated toward the end, but she couldn’t get herself to snap out of it. She was risking her life for the sake of her modesty, and even that was a thing of the past.
He eventually got within an arm’s length of her and began circling around her ever so slowly. He reminded her of crocodiles, with their eyes poking out of the water and the eerie, slow way in which they move before suddenly launching at their prey. She was expecting him to pounce on her in a similar fashion, drowning her maybe. 
But she wasn’t gonna go down without a fight. She was going to stand her ground and use every tactic in the book she’d learned in military school to try and turn this around in her favor.
She wasn’t gonna show him how scared she was. She wasn’t gonna let him see how he intimidated her. She needed the upper hand. So she broke the silence as she watched him circle around her, making sure her voice didn’t waver.
“Why did you steal the pup back?”
She saw a glint of mischief in his eyes just before he pushed himself out of the water to his shoulders. Her eyes landed on that big, luscious mouth of his again, and sure enough, she saw the hint of a smirk there before his deep voice wiped it off his lips, “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, officer.”
“I warned you that if you didn’t come to provide proof of ownership it’s considered a criminal offense. Not only did you not follow through, but you broke into the station and stole the pup back.”
“Am I under arrest then, officer?” He batted his eyelashes at her innocently and she fought the urge to roll her eyes. He was infuriating. Did he think this was funny? 
“I have every right to arrest you. You’re breaking more laws than I can count, sir.”
“I’m sure you’re smarter than you give yourself credit.”
She squinted her eyes at him for that little jab, “I’m warning you.”
“Or else, what?” He came impossibly close, rising slightly above her in the water. She could now see he was inked. Quite heavily so. She couldn’t stop her eyes from roaming over his torso, water droplets chasing down his tattoos. Her eyes took a quick inventory of two swallows, one atop each of his pecs, small ones that she couldn’t decipher, and further down, the top of what she could only assume were butterfly wings. “Go ahead. Take me in.” He teased, his voice low.
The innuendo wasn’t lost on her, even in her state of panic. She willed her eyes off his body, but looking straight into his eyes wasn’t any easier. A strand of his slicked-back, long, wet hair was falling over his face, his eyes were piercing right through hers and his heavy panting was accentuating his masculine nose. Just everything about him made her feral. She couldn’t deny her body’s response to him, and it infuriated her to no end to know she was allowing herself to feel this way when her life was in literal danger.
“I know about the cabin.”
It was just a split second, but she didn’t miss the look of surprise on his face. He didn’t know, then, that she’d been there. He didn’t know about the microchip she’d planted into the pup. He couldn’t have known, she’d made sure not to leave any tracks, but then why was he here, stalking her like this, if he didn’t know? 
He searched her eyes, probably in an effort to figure out somehow just how much she knew about his dirty little secret, but her shivering seemed to snap him out of his train of thought.
“The temperature is dropping fast; go put your clothes on. You’ll freeze to death.”
She stared at him, taken aback. She hadn’t expected that.
“I’ll do no such thing!”
“Nothing I haven’t already seen,” he raised an eyebrow at her and she furrowed hers.
“You get out first, and turn away.”
“Oh? So you can shoot me when I’m not looking? Not very heroic, is it, officer?”
“Don’t play dumb. I know you know I’m unarmed. Who knows how long you’ve been stalking me.”
He lowered his gaze in between them “Can’t promise the same for myself.” And with that, he proceeded to make his way out of the water. Stark naked, of course. She expected nothing less.
And when he made it to the shore and turned towards her, on full display, she bit her tongue. She definitely had expected less, as it turns out; nothing could’ve prepared her for that. 
Whatever happened to cold water shrinkage?
“It’s not polite to stare.” 
“Then put some bloody clothes on!” Her voice came off way higher than she’d intended it to.
The man shrugged and, to her dismay, he walked over to her pile of clothes and picked up her ranger hat, placing it on his head.
She couldn’t help but to let out an incredulous laugh.
“I meant, cover up!!”
Harry looked down at his crotch, seemingly completely unaffected by his state of undress. It was as if it was perfectly normal for him to just roam around naked like that in front of a literal stranger. He then grabbed the hat from atop his head and placed it over his groin, holding it there for a beat before letting it fall to the ground.
Y/N’s mouth fell agape, and then the man just shrugged again “Come out, and I’ll make it stay on this time. I promise you.”
Y/N was blushing profusely, so she turned around, more in an effort to keep him from seeing just how much he was affecting her than to give him privacy. “Sir!… Please!”
She heard him chuckle and waited a considerable amount of time for him to get dressed. When she thought it was safe to turn back around, she froze. 
The man was gone.
She hadn’t heard him make his way through the greenery at all.
She looked around, but the coast was clear. If she couldn’t see him, it was very unlikely he could see her.
And just as he’d reminded her, it was nothing he hadn’t seen before.
She finally emerged from the lake and rushed to her clothes. Her swiss army knife was still there, nothing was missing.
Except for the mysterious man, who was now aware she knew about his secret. And that sent shivers down her spine, and not from how cold it was getting.
excerpt from Lupus Noctis- Chapter 2
this is a co-written fic by @fkinavocado and @gurugirl and you can read it on our joint account, @avocadoguru ❤️
we decided to post this excerpt from our separate blogs because sadly our joint blog isn't discoverable in search through tags yet :(
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supernatural au
demon
demon!harry series by @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy 
angel!reader & demon!harry series by @harryhoney-bee 
tales from the modern incubus series by @gurugirl 
sensitive wings blurb by @harryforvogue 
angel!y/n is pissed off at demon!harry & he knows just how to fix it by @harryforvogue 
the abyss by @harryforvogue 
new rules by @honeyskins
y/n catches harry stealing blood and things get messy by @jawllines
- part two
vampire
chiaroscuro by @moonchildstyles
vampire!harry concepts by @erodasfishtacos 
you’re someone i just want around series (ongoing) by @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy 
beauty & the beast series (unfinished) by @jarofstyles
werewolf
werewolves exist, harry hates y/n, & niall eats a lot by @jawllines 
- part two: werewolves still exist, harry hated y/n, and niall’s tired of explaining stuff
blurb by @jawllines
werewolf!h blurbs by @erodasfishtacos 
werewolf!h oneshots by @erodasfishtacos 
a/b/o
alpha!h & omega!y/n series by @harryhoney-bee 
nest by @moonchildstyles
harry and y/n hate each other…but things change by @jawllines 
alpha harry helps innocent y/n in her first heat by @jawllines
- part two
alpha!harry finds a scared, confused, & recently turned omega!y/n by @jawllines
mermaid/siren
deep end series (on going) by @heyyyharry 
y/n didn’t know mermaids exist & harry can’t stand humans by @jawllines
- part two and part three
witch
citrine series by @moonchildstyles 
the witching hour by @moonchildstyles 
harry and y/n are witches, they hate each other, & something’s coming by @jawllines 
- part two and part three 
alien
alienrry series by @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy 
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enchantedlandcoffee · 5 months
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👻Inktober Day 18 - Werewolf👻
Small little comic for today - Harry and Louis made a deal this month that no matter how much Wolf!Louis howled and begged, he was not allowed in the house. Their furniture could not stand another full moon.
Harry's dialogue - Lou, we've talked about this. You can't come in the house in your wolf form. No matter how much you howl.
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jarofstyles · 8 months
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I'd LOVE to see a smut blurb where wolfrry fucks y/n senselessy in public for everyone to see. And point out how slippery his baby cunt is for him ughhhhh
WOAHHHH fbhdjsbhsdbkbdks okay we can do a little blurb for that bc wolfrry is a possessive son of a bitch but loves to show off.
warnings- public sex (In this au it is normal dw), degradation, alpha!Harry, mention of knotting. its filth tbh I'm sorry
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"Look up." His grip on her throat tightened. His body draped over hers, cock buried deep inside of her weepy hole. Y/N's bleary eyes looked up to watch as people passed them, some standing to the side to see the show. Harry'd had enough of her teasing and fulfilled his promise to fuck her dumb where everyone could see- bent over the hood of his car. "See that? They're watching you get fucked. Everyone can see what a naughty little bitch you've been." His chuckle against her ear made her keen, fingers curling on the metal of the hood.
It felt so good, so exhilirating to be fucked like this. She had poked and prodded and teased and now she was learning a lesson. Harry had no fears, no worries, and he was going to take what he wanted. "I see them, I see..." She whined, eyes hooded as she felt him thrust into her again. "I like when people s-see." Her stuttered words faded as his hand tightened on her throat, his deep and thorough fucking making her body light up. It felt so fucking good, Harry doing everything he could to make her as weak for him as possible.
This was the end goal. To make him snap and fuck her until all she could do was moan and cry out, to have him show her off the way she liked. She was a slut for it, the thrill of having other people watch her get pounded, having them know she was his. That he owned her and she was properly taken care of. Harry was thick, splitting her open as her cunt wept on his cock, making a mess.
"I know you do. S'why you were a fucking slut and flashed me your tits like that." He grit, pinching her nipple with his opposite hand. "You want to be a show off? Fine. Now people can see you being fucked dumb like the stupid little pup you are." He tugged on the nipple to make her moan, lifting his leg slightly to get deeper into her. "Slippery cunt take my cock so fucking good, though. Gonna take my knot just as good, hm?" He nipped aw her jaw to make her squeak. "Gonna milk every drop of cum while people watch you be filled?"
"Yes, m'yours. Want to take everything, please, please, please-" She was cut off by his hand covering her mouth, muffling the moans as she jolted with each punishing thrust into her hole. Her eyes rolled back as his cock began to pulse inside of her, his orgasm approaching soon.
"Shut the fuck up and take it then, puppy. No one wants to hear your voice, just want to see how drippy that pathetic hole gets for my cock."
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He was staring at her in a way no one had in her entire life. She couldn’t read anything in his eyes - not surprise, not fear, not malicious intent - nothing. (wolfrry, werewolf!harry, alpha!harry, ranger!y/n)
Lupus Noctis- Masterlist, Author’s Note & Warnings
Chapter 11 / alternatively, read on wattpad
Chapter 12 (word count: 9k) -updated September 6
“So… did you figure it out, yet?”
Harry didn’t even have time to find it funny, “Why wouldn’t you have said anything to me? This is… What do I do? Does she know? She wouldn’t know yet, would she? I don’t think she knows… Niall, I don’t know how to handle something like this!”
Harry’s emotions were high. And for good reason. What he’d just seen had him shaken. And it also meant that she’d been turned against her will by a psychopath. He was glad he’d murdered James but this would always be a reminder of what had happened and who had done it.
He had been curious about a few little things. The first was obviously the speed at which she’d recovered and then there was her sudden spunk. Her heightened sense of smell was peculiar when she picked out that he was to be making eggs benedict, which should have tipped him off right away. How had she guessed? The sauce wasn’t something that most humans could pick out from a small leak in a jar in a bag full of other more fragrant groceries. 
“What happened that made you realize?”
“I saw her eyes turn golden. Just wish you’d said something.”
Niall had a hunch about her sudden natural reparative abilities, but he couldn’t be 100% sure at the time.“Harry, you have to understand, man. I didn’t say anything because it was either I was wrong or I was right and you’d figure it out anyway. It was better not to say anything if by chance she was just recovering in a way that doesn’t normally happen in humans. Sometimes things do happen that don’t make sense medically. I figured it was better to just wait and see.”
Harry paced, all the way to the furthermost corner of his expansive garden, outside of Y/N’s earshot. His towel tied tight around his waist as he ran his hands through his damp hair, “You could have at least given me a heads up. What do I do?”
Niall breathed out a laugh, “How should I know? I’m a medical doctor! I’m not cut out for emotional therapy. I’ve never dealt with anything like this. But you’ll figure it out.”
“I know. I just… how do I tell her?”
“Harry, again, I don’t know. We’re talking about a human that has been turned and I’m not familiar with all of this. It’s very unconventional. This kind of thing only happens in extremely rare cases and never in my life have I met a human that’s been turned. I’ve heard about it, just never known someone that it happened to. How has she been acting? What caused her eyes to change?”
Harry cleared his throat and looked up at his house, remembering to keep his voice down, “She’s been… very ready to do stuff. Awake. Wants to go for a swim. Is hungry. Um… a little bit bossy with me even.”
Niall hummed into the receiver, “Bossy… and what happened to have her eyes change?”
Harry could almost hear the cheek in his voice, “She was… I think maybe just excited. She’s been in a really good mood since I came back with groceries a bit ago.”
“Right… a good mood. Well, it’s doctor’s orders to take it easy on her. She might be… well… able to tolerate more, but… she’s still recovering. And so are you.”
A scoff fell from Harry’s lips, “Fine. No advice for me then?”
“Sorry, man. Never dealt with anything like this before. As you know, it’s exceptional that anyone would survive being bitten and getting turned. I just think that’s remarkable… The way you’ve been adamant she’s your mate, all this time. She really is your mate. Only your true mate could’ve survived turning for you.”
*
Y/N was onto Harry. She knew that he wasn’t running out to his car just to get something. Sure he ran out the front door but the way he reacted to her standing so close to him was a little out of character. Perhaps, she decided, that he was trying to “behave” and not push her into anything intimate. That made sense. She was still recovering from what she was told were deadly injuries. But that in itself was a mystery to her. She felt fine for the most part. 
She’d unpacked the groceries and left out the ingredients to make the eggs benedict when Harry was in the shower. But getting interrupted by the way he had groaned and then, the thing that had started to become a big question at the front of her mind, was his scent. It was his natural musk but she could smell him from all the way downstairs in the kitchen while he was in the shower. It was his groan, however, that had her feet carrying her upstairs to check on him. Just to see. 
She didn’t know why he’d suddenly become so timid with her. Why he was shying away from her. It was subtle but she noticed it. 
When he came back inside, dawning only the towel he tucked around his waist he slowed his movements as he saw her standing there with a knowing look on her face.
“What happened?”
Harry tilted his chin up to feign more confidence than he was feeling in her presence suddenly. It was as if he was looking at her with new eyes. She was like him now and her senses would pick apart the subtlest changes, “I thought I’d left the butter in the car. Wouldn’t have wanted it to melt.”
Y/N narrowed her eyes at him as he walked past her into the kitchen, “But you didn’t go to your car.”
Harry clenched his jaw and stopped in his tracks. It was going to be difficult to pretend he didn’t know what was going on but he wanted to wait a little longer before telling her in hopes of her figuring it out herself. Or, in any case, he needed to figure out a way to ease her into this. He didn’t want her to freak out, or be by herself when she did figure it out. But he needed time to process it himself; all he knew was that he couldn’t just blurt it out to her out of nowhere. 
He hated to have to go right back to keeping secrets from her again, especially such a huge one, and especially something that affected her directly. By some miracle he didn’t lose her, she was still there with him by choice, he just couldn’t handle losing her for good if she took to the news badly. Which she had every right to… just as much as she’d had every right to be as upset with him as she’d been just a little while back. He thought back then that he’d lost her for good. And now he had to prepare himself for the possibility of having his heart broken all over again.
The way he handled this was crucial. A wrong move and he could fuck it all up forever. He needed to tread carefully.
He looked at her with squinted eyes, “How do you know I didn’t check the car?”
Y/N paused. She had been feeling like her senses were somehow heightened. Her hearing, her sense of smell… She pondered his question as he continued walking into the kitchen. Looking at his broad shoulders and his back had her wishing he hadn’t run off when he did. 
“It’s kind of weird, you know… I’ve been, like, experiencing these weird things. I can hear so clearly and my sense of smell is…” she thought back to the panties she found but decided to keep that bit of information until the time was right, for later, “and I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s all in my head? I feel like maybe I should call Niall…”
Harry watched her carefully as she mulled over everything and he pulled out two eggs from the carton before she continued, “So when I couldn’t hear the car door, I guess I just assumed…” She scoffed, hearing herself out loud. She sounded like a nutcase. Of course she wouldn’t be able to hear the car door all the way from upstairs. “Sorry. I’m being weird. But… right now I’m actually starving so if that butter made it alive let’s eat.”
Harry had Y/N heat the hollandaise while he prepared the rest of the ingredients. But she was clearly still mulling over their interaction upstairs. He noticed her eyes dragging down his bare chest and stopping at his crotch repeatedly. And he could tell she was not only hungry for food but she also had a bit of an appetite for something carnal as well. 
He cleared his throat when he turned to find her leaning on the island and watching him, “Gonna burn the sauce.”
Her grin was playful and Harry felt his blood heat up as she spoke, “Turned it off already. The lid will keep it warm.” She didn’t remove her gaze from him. She was making it very clear what she wanted and he wondered if she was aware of what she was doing or not. 
As much as he’d have loved to have bent her over the kitchen island and take care of his girl the way she needed he couldn’t allow that. Not until they at least had a real conversation. About what she’d seen. About how she was feeling. 
When she began to walk toward him she realized it was like something was just drawing her to him. She wanted to… what did she want? Breakfast was nearly ready and she was very hungry, and yeah, she wanted to eat but what she really wanted was to bite him. Just to nip his shoulder or his neck. His pecs. She didn’t know why her urge was so strong but the moment she was close enough to touch him Harry stood up straight and he looked away from her sultry gaze, “Uh, I’m just gonna go and get dressed and then we’ll eat.”
Breakfast was tasty. It was nourishing and filled her belly, mostly. She felt like she could eat more but Harry’s scent and his hands and his lips were distracting. And the way he kept keeping her at arm’s length had her feeling even more insatiable for him. She knew he was doing it because he was worried about hurting her but she was going to explode if he didn’t do something. 
Turning to face his pretty girl he nearly gave in right then and there, seeing the ravenous look in her eyes. He could practically read her mind, that’s how loud she was thinking those dirty thoughts. And he wanted to give in, he wanted to kiss her, hold her, feel her body against his. Taste her… He shook his head as he got off the stool and pulled himself away reluctantly, grabbing their dirty dishes.“Let’s go for a swim. Like you wanted. I think I know a great place. Secluded. Not in the preserve.” Harry rinsed the dishes as he spoke. He could feel her eyes burning into his back but he needed to keep moving, keep his thoughts from wandering too far. Distract her if he could. He felt he could use a swim himself. Get out some of his pent-up emotions and energy.
“That sounds great, actually,” she grinned and lifted herself up to sit on the counter next to where he was washing the dishes, “I feel like I need to move and exert some energy. A little exercise would be good I think. A swim.”
*
The drive to the new spot wasn’t as quick as it would have been if they’d driven to the preserve and parked and hiked up to their special hidden oasis. But they both knew they couldn’t go back there. Maybe ever. Y/N stopped herself from initiating conversation the whole drive there, and she could tell Harry was holding back, too. She just wasn’t quite ready to address all of that; she at least wanted to go for this swim first. That would hopefully make her feel a bit better. She felt absolutely fine apart from the fact she felt she didn’t fit into her own skin. She was aching to move, burn some energy off, and she suspected it was due to the fact that she was sexually frustrated.
Y/N decided to google her symptoms to pass the time quicker on their drive to this new, secluded place Harry had suggested. She was not quite understanding the way she was able to smell everything so clearly. She typed in sudden heightened sense of smell into the search bar. Scrolling through the various results and webmd articles she landed on something that might explain the strange phenomenon. 
Synesthesia could be the answer. It wasn’t uncommon for people that had gone through life-threatening injuries. She wasn’t 100% sure that was what was causing her to smell and hear things she would have never been able to before but at least it was some kind of answer. Something to ask Niall about when she did finally talk to him about all this.
Harry parked his car off the road and tucked away behind large pines and in the grass. It was miles from the preserve and in an area where the mountains were not protected or worked by the rangers. Some of it was privately owned land that hadn’t been touched in decades. 
“The swimming cove is a spot I used to come to when I had time to waste and wanted to venture away from the preserve.” Harry spoke as he grabbed her bag from her, putting it over his shoulder and began walking toward the fence that clearly meant the area was off limits. 
The overgrowth of vines and grass indicated that no one had been in these parts in a very long time. Which put Y/N at ease. She followed him, scaling the fence easily and trekking through the acreage close behind.
The upward hike was off trail and cumbersome but once they began making their way down into the valley from where they’d hiked Y/N saw the ridges of the mountain and a level area below with a ravine.
“Your sense of direction is astonishing,” she commented as they carefully trekked down toward where they could hear the water flowing, “But I guess that makes sense, doesn’t it? You’re a…” she stopped just before she could say the word. She still had to get used to that idea. That he was a werewolf. Part human, part beast. 
Harry turned to look at her, stopping his pace suddenly as he raised his brows at her, “A werewolf? Is that what you were going to say?”
Nodding her head she shrugged, “Yeah. I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be called that. Or… I don’t know. Is it okay to say it?”
The gentle smile that took over his features told her it was, though he didn’t respond to her question with words. 
Looking down to the sandy portion of the ravine Harry pointed, “Just there. It’s beautiful once you see it from the ground. Come on.”
Y/N was wearing her hiking boots while Harry was in his signature chelsea boots, making the descent to the cove look like child’s play. She was now hyper aware of why he was so good at hiking and trekking and staying steady even in such posh shoes. Everything that had suddenly come to light about what he really was had answered so many questions for her. 
But the moment they were standing in the wet sand before the cove where the ravine led, all her thoughts about what Harry was had vanished. Another breathtaking spot with not a single human soul to be seen.
Harry placed their bags on the rocks to keep them dry and began to take his boots off as he watched Y/N curiously. He had been careful not to allow her to over exert herself but she was easily keeping up with him and she seemed fine. She was fine. Her heartbeat was steady and strong, her body had barely broken out in a sweat and she had a wide smile on her face as she looked around.
“Harry, this is… it’s perfect!” She was eager to move her limbs in the cool water. Feel the weightlessness take over and play around with Harry.
She looked over at him as he was undressing, taking his clothes off, his boots already on the rocks next to the bags. So she followed suit. Taking her own boots off and peeling her pants down her legs. 
Harry was already jumping into the water by the time Y/N had stuffed her shirt onto the pile of clothes. Looking down over her body she did see the awful scar. The wound was healed but the remnants of what had happened was obvious. She hesitated to remove her bra as she brushed a hand over the raised skin.
“Everything okay?” Harry called to her. She looked out toward him, handsome with wet hair as he came in closer to her. 
“Yeah. Just… saw this and…” she ran her fingers from the top of her clavicle downward over the scar to under her breast, “I guess I feel lucky to even be alive. Here with you.”
She kept her eyes on his as she unhooked the back of her bra and removed it. 
Harry watched her as she bent down and took her panties off. He was already hard just seeing her bare body but the scar across her chest kept him in check. She was still recovering. Still figuring out what was going on. 
The somber moment was suddenly over the minute she jumped into the water next to Harry and began to laugh. The water was frigid but it felt fantastic. Normally she would feel discomfort but right now her body was adjusting to it just fine, feeling invigorated and alive.
Stretching her limbs in the water she ducked her head under to swim closer to Harry and grasped his wrist.
Harry pulled her up and she tugged his arm around herself. Both grinning ear to ear with the closeness. He was just glad she was feeling playful. That she wasn’t upset or hurt by what had happened. At least in that moment she wasn’t. He knew she’d have lots of questions for him. Knew they needed to have a conversation but for now the light hearted moment was the only thing he could focus on. And her warm skin against his.
She was more than just playful though. She was horny and Harry knew it. Having her naked in the cool water of a private cove in the mountains was risky. Because he was turned on too. And he knew he was asking for trouble with this scenario. It evoked memories of their time together at the oasis in the preserve.
He could resist her for only so long. She was laying it on thick in his house during breakfast and now with his clothes off and his obvious erection it would be even harder to resist her. 
Harry pulled his arm away and began to swim backwards, gliding through the water smoothly, putting some distance between himself and the girl. 
“Where are you going?” She laughed and began to swim toward him slowly.
Harry shook his head and feigned innocence, “What do you mean? Just swimming is all,” he bit the inside of his cheek to tamper the playful grin on his face.
Instead of continuing after him she decided she’d lure him to her. She ducked under the water again, kicking her feet out and splashing as she maneuvered under the water before surfacing, bouncing out just enough that her breasts were visible to him. 
She watched him closely as she pushed herself back and stretched her arms to float at the surface. The tranquility of having her ears tucked under the water, muffling all the sounds that surrounded them, and floating in the mountain chilled water on her back was just like being back at her oasis. She smiled to herself and peeked an eye at Harry. To her delight, he was already watching her closely.
His eyes were clearly taking in her soft breasts with tightened nipples perking above the water. She wouldn’t tease him too much but she wanted his hands on her. Wanted his attention. Wanted him to give in to her. She knew what he was doing. Knew he was trying to keep his distance because she needed to heal. But that just made her want him more. His gentlemanly and thoughtful attempts to keep her healthy and the way he was doing it because he cared for her. Denying himself something she knew he wanted as a way of protecting her. 
Harry decided to peel his eyes from her body and float on his back too. He needed to straighten out his thoughts and get his mind out of the gutter. He closed his eyes and tried to train his dirty thoughts away. He knew his body was calling him to take care of his natural urges with his mate. And now that she was like him… she was very likely made exactly for him in every way. 
But he couldn’t just act on his desires. He didn’t want to hurt her and he was sure if they did have sex she’d display even more evidence of being like him and that could scare her. If she somehow dropped her fangs in the middle of her orgasm or her claws came out while he was pounding into her – yeah, his thoughts weren’t helping. All of that sounded absolutely delightful and he’d love to feel her fangs puncture into his skin, or have her claw up his back and chest. 
“Harry,” he heard her voice speak his name and he popped his eyes open, dropping the lower half of his body back into the water and letting his toes scrape along the rocky sand.
She saw the way his erection was bobbing just above the water every time his chest inhaled and he floated upward the tiniest bit. And then his eyes on hers were dark. She could almost hear his heart pounding in his chest, not unlike her own wildly pumping heart.
Something in her decided to cut the shit. She was feeling bold. Feeling like he wanted exactly what she wanted and as nice as it was to be cared for and protected by him she wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to hold her in his arms and to give himself to her once and for all. 
“Stop this,” she spoke matter-of-factly as she swam around his body. “I can see clearly how affected you are by me.” 
Touching his shoulder she moved her finger down over his tattoos and to his pecs, thumbing at his nipple and watching his eyes, “I’m okay. Really. You don’t have to keep holding off and denying yourself, Harry.” She moved herself in front of him and draped her arms over his shoulders.
Without another thought, Harry’s hands moved down to her waist as he pulled her in closer to him, “I want you healthy is all. And I think we have a lot to talk about.”
Nodding her head she agreed. That was true. They needed to talk. But something inside of her needed something physical. She needed it to uncloud her brain and give her some kind of clarity. She couldn’t explain it, she just knew she needed it. More than a talk. As important as that was, she was sure she wouldn’t ever be able to focus on anything he told her if he didn’t fuck her first.
“Yes. We will talk. But I don’t know how to explain the way I feel in this moment, how much I need you.” She bit her lip and pushed her hips to his, his cock firm on her thigh, “It’s kind of painful actually.”
Harry could feel her warm against his prick as he looked down to see her breasts grazing against his chest. Painful? Yes, perhaps she was feeling that natural physical urge to release just like he was. That’s how it was for his kind, though he was used to it. Used to the pain of holding off and not allowing himself to indulge right away. She was not used to the way it felt. The ache that wasn’t just from being horny. It was something deep and raw. A biological and natural instinct his kind, their kind possessed. 
He knew the pain well. Knew it could be pushed down and she’d be okay. But she was new to all this. And even with the water around them he could smell how intensely she needed him. Needed him to soothe her. And he was the only one that could provide that for her too. He knew that even if she masturbated she wouldn’t be fully comforted. It would pacify her for a bit. Maybe an hour but she wouldn’t be fulfilled. She wasn’t going to feel better until he took care of her. But he needed to be careful. 
“I think you need to recover first, kitten.” Harry let the little nickname he’d given her so long ago slip out. Or maybe he’d done it on purpose. There was something about her that was feeding into his own urges. She was drawing them out of him with just her eyes. The change in her was so deep and it tangled with his own impulses and senses that he could barely think straight. He was more drawn to her than he’d ever been and he knew it was because of the change. Because she was like him now. His perfect match. 
“Harry,” she spoke softly as she kept her eyes on his, a hand moving over his warm chest, “I trust you. I know you would never hurt me and I can tell you need it too. You need me just as much.”
She could just sense his need. And it wasn’t just the fact that he had an erection. She knew it before all that. She felt it back at his house. Something between them had shifted and it was as if she could anticipate his needs without him having to tell her or show her.
His teeth ached to kiss her and to bite her. A carnal and spiritual feeling overwhelmed him. His willpower was incredible but there was only so much he could take. He was as weak as any man and her wolf was luring his out to play. Perhaps he could be gentle. She needed him. She needed him. 
He grasped the back of her head and his lips found her mouth. The kiss was hot and electric  and wild. She lifted a thigh up to his hip and he used his free hand to keep it in place, pasting their hips together.
The whimper that fell from his mouth had her grinning and feeling powerful. She grasped onto his shoulders and let the weightlessness of the water aid her in lifting her other leg to wrap around his hips. Harry groaned and brought his other hand down to keep her thighs held up in place.
Their naked bodies were in sync as he began to walk her out of the water and to the small spot where the sand met the craggy rocks. He’d take care of her. Make love to her gently and soothe her ache. Soothe his own ache. 
Their mouths never parted as he walked out of the water and carefully placed her down into the sand, his knees falling into the granules as he put himself between her thighs. With her legs open he could smell her in a way that was overwhelming. He groaned and licked into her mouth before parting from the kiss with a gasp.
The scar on her chest and over her neck had him filled with jealousy and hatred. He was glad he’d killed James for even placing a finger on his girl. His lips pressed over her scar just above her breast and she ran her fingers into his long hair as he pecked wet kisses along the skin that had been forever marred. 
“I’m going to make it better,” he whispered between kisses, “Make you feel whole again. Give you everything you need. Show you what it means to be mine…”
She closed her eyes and threw her head back as his mouth worked upward slowly and over the skin on her neck. His tongue laved softly and his lips grazed over the sensitive spots that were still healing. She had never felt such need before in her life. Sure she’d been horny before and had never been more turned on by anyone the way she was with Harry. But this was different. Something else was at play and she didn’t have the mind to dwell on it. She only knew that she needed him.
“Please…” she breathed out her plea as his warm mouth soothed her flesh and his nose nudged at her jaw.
“Hurts doesn’t it?” He continued kissing every inch of her scar as he pushed her back down into the sand, “I’m the only one that can make it better.”
She knew it was true. Whatever was happening in her could only be quieted by him.
Nodding her head she spread her legs further, hoping he’d put her out of her misery and fuck her into oblivion, “Harry, please…”
He looked down over her soft body and the scars, and felt emotions rise in his heart. He hated James even in his death, but he was beyond grateful that she was still his. That she was alive. He would worry later about the guilt and the real issue at hand. His own urges and her excruciating need were beckoning to be dealt with immediately. He could practically feel the ache in her body. Her tummy was emanating heat and he felt bad that she was in such pain. She wasn’t used to this level of arousal and need yet. She would learn to deal with it eventually but for now he would give her relief.
Her cry of pleasure was loud, echoing off the rocks of the cove that surrounded them as he placed his mouth on her throbbing pussy, already pulsing and clenching and dripping. 
The sting of her fingers pulling at his hair had him growling into her with delight. He could tell she was urging him in harder but he was going to resist doing anything hard or painful. That would come later. When he was certain she was ready for it. 
His tongue was wide and flat as he tugged it up and down her slick cunt. She was so wet he was certain he couldn’t possibly lick it all up and the flavor was just like before but now it tasted truly nourishing to him. He held her thighs apart gently as he dove into her like she was a meal. Licking and sucking at her bits. 
She writhed and moaned, her hips lifting off the sand and bucking into his face making him nearly lose his grip on her thighs. She was strong. He shouldn’t have been surprised but he was still getting used to the notion that she was like him now. 
“Fuck… yes…” she cooed loudly as his scalp was on fire from the way she was yanking his hair.
Harry didn’t lift his mouth to chuckle or respond and taunt her like he wanted. He needed to make her come so he kept his lips at work on her pussy.
When he began to kiss her clit and pull at it with the smallest nip she squealed and cried out his name as her thighs attempted to close around his head. He held her down but he didn’t want to hurt her so he moved his palms up to grip the underside of her knees to keep her legs pressed down.
She continued bucking as her muscles tensed and her moans grew louder. His nose and mouth and chin were shiny and sticky with her as he rubbed his nose into her clit and stuck his tongue into the opening and past her little muscle, the slick gushing noises the only  background sound to her gasps and soft pants.
Harry was feeling his own cock leak and throb. Just tasting her and knowing how good he was making her feel was putting him on edge. He swallowed down her arousal and took a gasp of breath before putting his face back into her cunt for more.
She’d never felt it like this before. Something far more intense was happening in her body and she didn’t know if it was because it was her first orgasm since she nearly died or just knowing that Harry was a werewolf and he was probably enjoying the taste of her in a way she never realized before. That all those times he’d told her how much he liked her scent and her taste, he wasn’t just saying it to make her feel good, he actually meant it. Or just knowing that he was a werewolf in general… probably all of the above. 
When her orgasm snapped over her body she tightened her grip on his hair he grunted into her pussy in pain, but it didn’t stop him from lapping at her and sucking her clit. She was shaking so hard and pulling at his hair so tight that he was having a hard time moving his mouth over her the way he wanted. Instead, she was moving his face over her soft crease and clit the way she wanted. 
Her cries were loud. It almost sounded as if someone was hurting her. Like she was wailing in pain and anguish. Harry understood that this was because of her intense need to release. Her first release as a werewolf by the hands of her lover. Her mate. He rolled his eyes into the back of his head in ecstasy of his own. He’d not come but he could. His own cock was neglected and hot and if he allowed it, he’d come all over himself and the sand below. But he wanted to come inside of her. He wanted to feel her around him and he knew she was going to want it. 
The part of him that wanted to wait and to talk first was already a distant memory left back in his kitchen. His instincts and his wolf had taken over at that moment.
He felt her release his hair as she sighed, wiggling underneath him.
Y/N grabbed at him, pulling him up and over her, “Want you inside me, right now. Do it while I’m still pulsing around nothing.”
Harry was beyond trying to fight this, eating her out had driven him over the edge. He was determined to give her everything she wanted and luckily for him, it was exactly what he wanted as well. The way she’d clawed at him to get him on top of her made him feral, he wondered if she was realizing the amount of force she’d just exerted in doing so, but he couldn’t dwell on it for too long, not when he looked down at her and she looked like she was going to howl with how much she wanted it. 
She yanked him against her lips and devoured his mouth, licking her arousal off of him and humming profusely, and in turn, Harry didn’t waste a single moment longer before sinking himself into her juicy cunt. The cry she let out was akin to an injured wolf’s and he knew he wasn’t hurting her, she was just giving in to her natural instincts now. That of letting him dominate her completely. 
He pulled back a bit to watch her and when she opened her eyes and her golden irises flashed at him he groaned loudly, allowing his own to take over. Her mouth fell agape and she reached to push his hair out of his face to take him all in better while he slowly but steadily fucked into her. “Harry… your eyes. They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful. You’re exactly who and what you should be, I’m so damn lucky,” she rolled her eyes to the back of her head in ecstasy and Harry thought his heart was going to burst at the amount of love he felt for her. 
He didn’t know how it was possible he now loved her even more than before, but being wanted and loved for exactly who he was turned out to be a lot more important to him than he’d thought it would be. He thought he could hide this side of him from her forever and be fine with it, and he’d have done it gladly to keep her. But having it all out into the open and her so accepting of it was something he’d never even allowed himself to hope for. 
Well, almost everything out into the open. And god, was she beautiful too. She’d always been, of course, but now that she was like him it did things to him he couldn’t even explain. And it looked so right, so natural. Like she was always meant to be a werewolf. He couldn’t wait to watch her discover everything and come into her own completely. He only wished she’d accept it and embrace it fully.
He was snapped out of his reverie when she nipped at his neck and that only made him drive into her more urgently. Noting it had stung a bit too much, his eyes landed on her mouth and he could see her pointy canines pinching her plump lower lip, a bit of blood coating it.
The sight made him almost come then and there, making him moan and slow his pace a bit to regain focus. As much as he wanted to drag it out and go at it for hours, he needed to milk another orgasm from her and hopefully satiate her craving for a bit, because this was rapidly escalating and getting out of hand. She was completely giving into her natural instincts; and if she noticed any of the signs she was presenting she’d freak out and that was not the way he wanted her to find out.
He flipped her over as though she weighed nothing, not having to hide his natural strength from her anymore and began pounding into her in earnest. He was close, so close, and he knew she was too with how she moaned and whimpered and called out his name repeatedly. But he didn’t want to knot into her just yet, he first needed to explain that to her, plus this wasn’t really the setting for it, he wanted to be able to cuddle with her like that in his expensive bedding back at home, not on this rocky terrain that was sure to leave some bruises on her as it was. He knew she could take it now, he’d of course never have allowed it had she still been just human, but even so, she was recovering, and he didn’t want her feeling any discomfort. 
“Please come inside me, Harry. I don’t care. I need it... I can’t explain how much–fuck, how much I need it.”
She needn’t have worried, she wasn’t in heat (yet), so it wasn’t risky like that, but of course she’d worry about getting pregnant. Yet another reason why he needed to find a way to tell her, to avoid all the unnecessary worry on her part. For now, though, he was going to enjoy spilling into her warm cunt, because he needed it just as much. His eyes caught glimpse of her hands she’d rested her smushed cheek against, and her sharp nails were on display. Her much sharper nails. He couldn’t wait for her to claw at his back using them soon, but right now he needed to make sure she didn’t notice them. He grabbed her by her elbows and pulled her back against him, holding her hands behind her back with one arm and snaking the other to her front, finding her clit as he kept thrusting into her from this new angle.
She was already on edge and it only took her a few moments to reach her peak, crying out and letting her head fall back against his shoulder. The sight of the mark on her neck that she probably didn’t even notice wasn’t lost on him though, that was something that would always taunt him, knowing it was someone else’s bite that marked her. But he could claim it as his now, because she was, she was his. It was his cock she was pulsing around, his arms she was falling back into, his name she was whimpering- and so he allowed himself to bite over her mark as he finally gave in to his most primal urge- that of claiming her completely, while he let go and finally filled her up to the brim.
She didn’t even feel the sting of it, she was that far gone; if anything, it was pleasurable for her- as it should be. And for Harry? It was the hardest he’d ever come in his life. His fangs deep into her delicate neck and his cock even deeper into her perfect pussy, she was made just for him, and now she was his in every sense of the word.
With breaths heaving and soft gasps, Harry kept her tight against his chest. He wanted to tell her everything. Wanted so much for her to know what he was thinking. What had just happened to her. What she could expect and that it would only get better and better. If she thought that was intense…
And it was. She didn’t know how to describe the ecstasy, the relief… But it was more than just physical. Everything in and around her felt lighter and more lovely. She was happier than she’d ever been, she felt. She had a sudden urge to run and play; something she hadn’t felt in many years. It was as if being with Harry, everything just made more sense.
With a laugh she wiggled out of his arms and ran back into the water, diving in and swimming out toward the middle, only emerging with a sharp inhale for breath when her lungs needed air.
Harry couldn’t help but look at her in awe. His heart throbbed in his chest with love for her. 
“Come on! Get back in!” Y/N shouted and began to glide through the water.
Shaking his head with a laugh he walked back into the icy water and then dove under to meet her in the center of the small cove. 
She kept her eyes on the water, waiting for him to emerge but she felt his hand on her ankle before she saw him. With a yelp, she laughed and ducked under to pull at him.
Harry wrapped his arms around her body and pushed them both upward to the surface together. The lighthearted moment suddenly halted as they kept their gazes locked. Y/N moved her arms over his shoulders and drew her face in close to his, brushing their noses together, “I’m so glad I’m here with you. I’m glad I’m alive. I’m glad you’re alive. I don’t know what I would have done. I thought I lost you and that’s the last thing I remember before…” she paused, feeling herself get emotional she swallowed her tears, “It just feels like… destiny to be here with you.”
He could feel and hear her heart beating in her chest and he knew she could feel his do the same. It was as if his whole life had all been leading him to this moment. He knew that this woman was his mate. He’d always known it. Maybe ever since the first night he laid eyes on her in the woods all that time ago. Despite the fact that she had a gun pointed at him, there was just something about her. Something that he knew was different. He belonged to her before he ever met her. 
“I’m so glad you’re here too. That we’re here together,” he looked down at her beautiful face as he continued, “I was ready to kill everyone when I thought you weren’t going to make it. Niall said there was no hope. That it was… too late for you,” he inhaled a shaky breath remembering the state she was in just days ago.
“Tell me about what happened. Everything I don’t know about, before, and after the fight. I want to know what happened.”
Harry began to describe the day he was taken and how he’d been outnumbered. He told her why it’d come down to that, about James’ and Irina’s involvement, the way the elders didn’t listen to him having already made up their minds and weren’t going to give him a fair trial.
But with Y/N’s quick thinking and by her reaching out to Niall a chain of events was set off that actually helped matters. 
“Lester is a pack leader too, as you know now. The Pack of the Western Plains. He has connections all over. He’s very well respected. So, with his resources he made it so that there was a trial at the very least.”
“And Eddie too? He was there.” She said, remembering the events of that day. 
“Yes. He was finally able to shift back into his human form. Because of you,” Harry brought a hand up to her face and gently brushed his knuckles over her temple.“I expected that no matter how the trial ended there would be a fight to the death. And I was certain that no matter how many drugs they’d given me or that they’d left me without food and water that I would be able to do away with James rather easily. But I was weakened. Significantly. It’s the only reason he even had the chances he did. It’s why he got in a few good tears. Had I been in my normal shifted state he would have never been able to penetrate my skin and I would have killed him within the first thirty seconds. And he knew that. So did everyone else.”
“They all let you fight like that? Did your pack not respect you as their alpha?”
Harry sighed and nodded, “They never respected me. They were always very rigid in their beliefs. They preferred the old ways of doing things. Most packs nowadays are more open and lenient. There are still strict rules we have to follow but tolerance is practiced these days. Not my pack… my old pack.” 
“Are you worried they’ll come back and try to hurt you?” 
Putting his arms around her low back protectively he pressed his forehead to hers, “I am. I’m worried they’ll try to hurt you too.”
“Even though you’ve given up the pack? And you won the fight?”
“Yes. I wouldn’t put it past them. I’ll do anything I can to protect you,” Harry paused and leaned back to look at Y/N again, “Which is why I think it would be good for us to visit Lester and Alma at the farm for a while. Get away from here for a bit. Just until we can get our bearings and heal.”
The smile on her face gave Harry relief. He wasn’t sure she’d be up for it, but she’d been surprising him since she woke up from her coma. 
“That sounds like a really good idea. I’d love to spend more time with Eddie too.”
His heart continued to lob in his chest wildly. She was more than perfect for him in every way. He couldn’t contain his joy to have her in his arms, “He’d love that. Edward is very fond of you. And he was there, at Niall’s practice. With all of us while you were in that bed. He was devastated.”
Y/N nodded and felt awful about putting anyone through such distress. She knew it wasn’t her fault but she could imagine what it would have been like to watch a friend or lover unconscious in bed and not know if they’d come out of it or not.
“... And you? How did you deal with me being in that bed?”
Harry shook his head and let his eye contact falter for a moment as he thought back to how completely ruined he felt, “Felt like I would die if you didn’t make it. Like I couldn’t breathe or eat. I talked to you all day. Kept myself close by your side and encouraged you to wake up. Made sure you were comfortable in the bed even though I knew you couldn’t really feel anything. I didn’t know what to do. Niall kept telling me it was impossible–” Harry inhaled a sharp breath and tried to calm his emotions but his eyes began to fill with tears with just the memory of how utterly hopeless everything felt. 
“Hey,” Y/N moved her hands to cup Harry’s face, “I’m right here. And I’m very much alive. We both are. I’m not going anywhere. You saved me.” 
Swallowing his tears he blinked and forced the smallest smile, “And you saved me. If it weren’t for you I would be dead right now.”
Y/N leaned in to kiss the gorgeous werewolf. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten so lucky to have him in her life. That he wanted her. She only felt more connected, in tune with him. It was as if the accident had altered something in her soul. She was changed. She figured it was love.
Harry pinched her hip softly and pulled away from the kiss. He couldn’t help it. He needed to be honest with her. He’d told her his truth when she was asleep but now that she was wide awake and in his arms he knew he had to say it that very moment or he’d suffocate, “I love you, Y/N.”
Her lips parted at his admission and she was suddenly aware of her body against his and the way his heart was rapidly throbbing in his chest at the same pace as her own. She felt as if she’d heard him say it to her before. That this wasn’t the first time. 
She gripped his biceps tight and felt herself shiver at the intensity of his bright green eyes. He loved her. He truly did and she felt it deep in her spirit. Without a doubt, he loved her.
“Harry, I love you too. So much,” she gasped as he squeezed her tight to his chest and felt him purring against her own. The comfort that brought to her was consuming. She sighed and held him tight, her cheek smushed into his shoulder.
Everything around them was dizzy and soft. She was safe in his arms. She was safe with her lover. 
When he pulled back a bit and let his head fall back, inhaling sharply and then howling loudly, Y/N gasped in excitement and couldn’t hold back her tears of joy. She smiled widely looking at Harry in his element, expressing happiness freely and it made her own heart flutter. He looked back at her, his wide smile matching her own, the echo of his wolfish howl still resounding in the clove, and she’d never seen him look happier. 
She’d done that. Just by loving him. 
The sudden vibrating in her own chest startled her. She looked up at Harry whose eyes were wide as he looked down at her. 
“Harry– what…?” She looked down at her bare body, putting a small bit of distance between herself and Harry. The vibrating stopped suddenly as she put a hand up to her chest and looked into the crystal water surrounding them and reflecting the sky above and both their faces. 
But then she stilled completely, the ripples on the surface cleared away and she focused on the features of her face, being mostly drawn to the bright golden irises staring back at her in the reflection of the water.
In stunned silence she looked up at Harry before looking back into the water again.
He knew it was only a matter of time. He just hadn’t expected it to happen like this.
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lonely-teddy-bear · 2 years
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Could you do an Alpha Harry unintentionally scaring human y/n and now she is scared to go around the pack and nervous with Harry’s wolf? Maybe Harry tried to show her his wolf isn’t always mean an scary? Some fluff?….maybe some smut 😅
A/n: scaring human!y/n is my fave lol hope you enjoy it! NO SMUT IM SORRY. I wanted to keep it nice and sweet :)
warnings: a/b/o dynamic, anxiety/panic attack
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You were on your daily walk, most specifically a walk towards the nearest pack, the one where your dearest friend lived. It wasn’t the first time you had visited the pack and it sure won’t be the last. There wasn’t many humans that were welcomed to packs, it was all with invite only and Harry was the one to invite you.
Harry and y/n had met in a park. They were both young but Harry sensed something about her, he wanted to meet her, know her and so he walked up to her and introduced himself. Y/n knew about werewolves, was not a secret in the world but werewolves only could shift on their own land. It was all to protect the human kind which the wolves thought was bullshit but they didn’t fight against them, didn’t want to cause any problems. Harry and his pack didn’t have much of a problem and yeah there was those that wanted to break the rules but because Harry is an alpha he has set a strict rule on it, so anyone who breaks the rule they would get punished. The woods was the furthest place werewolves could shift but most of the time humans would know before hand in case anyone wanted to take a walk on the trails. It was all strict rules around shifting but it worked for the most part. Since Y/n is one of the few humans that gets to go around the pack without the need to announce herself, walking into the pack was no struggle. Everyone greeted her like always, smiling at her and even some would bow down, still making you confuse as to why they did that.
You were heading towards Harry’s house, not really paying much attention around your surroundings since you have always felt safe. No one has ever bothered to mess with you or tried to scare you in any way. So when two giant wolves appeared out of no where, fighting each other and growling at one another, you screamed. The fear of seeing wolves fighting was one of your fears but seeing one of them looking at you as if you were their next meal was at the top of the list. The only thing that you could think about was to run and to the nearest place, Harry’s house. You didn’t bother to look back, all you did was run all while feeling someone following you.
Arms wrapping around you caused you to almost pass out of fear, screaming so loud and you couldn’t help but to cry.
“Shh, its okay its me. Y/n its me, Harry.”
Harry held you tightly to his chest, his arms holding both of yours pinned to your body while trying to calm you down with hush sounds and light kisses to the top of your head. You tried to stop crying, the small hiccups appearing while you tried to talk and breath at the same time.
“Don’t talk, love. Just relax and take a seat.” You did as told, Harry mostly taking you to the couch on his living room and placing you on your favorite side of the big couch which had a fluffy blanket— which he covered you with. Looking at Harry who was seating on the coffee table in front of you, he looked at you concerned, regret in his eyes. Sniffing and rubbing the blanket over your nose and eyes you took one last big breath and sat up, feeling slightly better. “There was wolves fighting,” you said, your throat feeling dry from the screaming and crying. Harry gave you a sad smile and without a word he got up and walked towards the kitchen.
You were going to ask him what he was doing but saw him walking back with a cup of water. “Here, its cold, I know you don’t like cold water but it’ll help with your nerves and sore throat.” You didn’t quickly drink it because like he said, you didn’t like cold water but drank it after a while just to make him stop looking at you a certain way.
“I’m sorry about that.” You looked at Harry, confuse at what he was apologizing about. “The wolves, that was me and a pack member training. I didn’t know you were coming and when my wolf saw you and heard you scream he thought you were in danger. He didn’t mean to go after you like that, I swear. You should have called me before you came over.”
That’s the thing, you had never called before hand. So after a couple of days later, after purposely ignoring Harry for scaring you, you texted him about going over to his pack, just like he had said. You didn’t want to run into his or someone else’s wolf, let alone get chased by one.
Go to my backyard when you arrive, I’ll see you there. xx
The text caused you to question his intentions, didn’t know what he was up to but obeyed his request. The walk over was no problem but the walk into the pack was scary. You could feel the anxiety and the fear creeping in, looking around the pack waiting for a wolf to jump out and attack you but got to Harry’s place in one piece and full of sweat, hands still shaking.
Walking inside his place you let out your breath, finally relaxing. After many years you had never thought you’d feel unsafe in the pack, in your best friend’s pack but here you are, hyperventilating and regretting leaving your house.
Heading over to the kitchen, slowly walking in order to try to get your heart to relax. Your hands were clammy and you felt tense but knew nothing will happen because Harry knew you were coming over and just like he said, he was outside waiting for you. He was standing in the middle of the yard but he was only in a pair of shorts which confused you for a minute. Opening the door to the back yard, his head snapped up at the sound of the sliding door, a smile appearing on his face which quickly dropped after seeing you tense.
“You okay hun?” Closing the door behind you, you nodded, trying to act as if you were cool with everything.
“I haven’t heard from you, thought you had ran up to the hills this time.” That caused you to chuckle because it was something that you had always joked about, running up the hills if you ever got chased by a wolf. You smiled at Harry and walked closer to him, making him see that you were okay but the little sweat on your nose told another story. “I considered it a few times but I’m here aren’t I?” Harry’s chuckle gave you goosebumps just as anything else he did when you were near, let alone when he was standing in front of you in just shorts, at this point you were probably on the verge of passing out.
“You are, but next time send me a text to let me know you are okay and safe at home. Almost had me go raid your place.” He walked the rest of the way to you, placing his hand on your cheek, causing you to close your eyes and relaxing on his hand. With a whisper he spoke, “but I am glad you are here and not 600 miles away on a beach.” Even in serious situations he tried to make you smile with some silly joke. Opening your eyes you saw Harry looking at you, he was admiring you but you didn’t know why and you didn’t really question him on why he was looking at you the way he was.
“So I actually wanted to show you my wolf.” At the mention of his wolf you pulled away from his hold and shaking your head quickly you started walking backwards towards the sliding doors.
“No, no, no, no, no.” You could already feel the sweat dripping down your neck and your forehead. Your hands were getting clammy and you just felt trapped while you were outdoors, how could that be fucking possible, you thought.
Harry walked up to you quickly, grabbing both your arms in a way to get you to calm down. “Listen, I want you to see it, get to know it. He is not mean, in fact he will be so gentle with you I promise you that.” Its not that you didn't trust him it was that you were officially scared of wolves and it didn't help that you were in their territory, maybe you should have listened to all the warnings that your family gave you when you were younger. Like always you were stubborn and wanted to be friends with everyone, that was one of the things that Harry liked about you, you gave everyone chances.
Your stomach tightened when you saw the facial expression he had. He looked betrayed and he didn't only look like that but he felt hurt because he knew you were scared to get hurt. All he has ever wanted was to care for you and protect you but instead here you are both in a situation that might change things.
That was the last thing that Harry wanted to happen. In fact the only thing that will change between them is their relationship status because he was fucking tired of being just her friend and that is the last thing he needed; lose his mate and best friend.
Fuck it.
Harry's thoughts left his head and figured that showing her his wolf could wait, but he couldn't wait on marking her. Just the way she was standing in front of him, looking scared and vulnerable, it just made him feel some type of way. He needed her now, no more best friend bullshit and she will have to deal with his werewolf side.
Harry moved his hands toward her waist and pulled her to his chest, his breath getting shorter the more he looked at her.
Meanwhile Y/n was feeling nervous, confuse, lost. You didn't know what to do or feel, one minute you were scared and feared that you would be attacked by a wolf and the next moment you are looking into your best friends eyes. The same green eyes that seem to change from green to black. Its as if they were playing a game on who would be decoration his eyes. You had know about the eye color changing, Harry having explained to you right after it had happened for the first time when he had shifted for the first time. Yet, seeing them change this close to you made you look at them with awe, they looked unreal and you just wanted to look at the different colors of them.
“Y/n.” Harry whispered, leaning closer to you but you didn’t really notice because the dark green, almost black eyes had you hostage. The swirls that were going through them were fascinating and enchanting.
“Baby.”
That caught your attention. Harry never called you baby, in fact he would only say love or hun but in a friend way, but baby? Didn’t help that the way he said it was in a way that he sounded desperate. He wanted your attention and even though he already had it, it wasn’t really to his words.
“You never call me that. Why are you calling me that, Harry?”
The close proximity was now obvious to you and your hands were in between both of your bodies, not being able to move away from him.
“I’m calling you that because I have always wanted to call you that. I’ve also wanted to call ya mine but I didn’t want to freak you out.” Mine… those words were something that mates said to their mat-
You quickly shook your head, not wanting to believe what you were thinking, because if you were right, if you were his mate, than that meant you would be loosing your best friend. “You can’t be. Please tell me we aren’t what I think we are.”
Harry’s hold tighten around you, his features darkening. It should have scared you but his eyes were back to green, which comforted you in a way.
“You are my mate, Y/n. You are mine and I want you know that I will never let another wolf, or me, to hurt you. Accept me as yours, as I accept you as mine, Y/n.”
Having come over to just visit him and get over your fears, you didn’t think this was going to be part of the night. Slowly, you raised your hand up to his cheek, caressing it and moving your thumb over his cheekbone causing his eyes to close and lean closer to your hand. He had always done it, lean at your touch, whether it was when you were running your fingers through his hair or hold his arm when walking, he always leaned towards you and you never questioned it.
Looking at his relaxed features, you asked, “why do you always lean towards me?” His glowing green eyes appeared when he opened them, he looked calmed like always. “Because its you who brings comfort and peace to us. You’re like a magnet and we can’t help but to react to that pull. You are what completes us, love.”
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missmielyhoran · 1 year
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Valentine
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After a wonderful date night, you thank your boyfriend...
Werewolf!Harry × Florist!Reader
Masterlist \\ Series Masterlist
It's a part of the Lone universe, and this is also my writing for Sweet and Spicy Fic Challenge🤭
[Warning- Smut, Oral (m receiving), Virgin Harry (is a warning okay?), Fluff, Valentines Day]
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Harry has never celebrated Valentine's Day. As he never had a partner to celebrate with February 14th, it was just a normal day, but now? It was a day for him to show you how much you mean to him.
His sweet little Y/N.
So he took you out on a date to his secret spot. It was near a hill, he asked Niall and Mitch to help him a bit and it came out wonderful. He surrounded the trees with fairy lights and made a table in the middle with your favorite food and a candle lit and open sky full of stars.
You were in awe the whole time.
You told him not to do anything and that a movie night on the couch was enough, but he couldn't let that happen. It was his first Valentine's ever, and he was focused on making it special.
He was dressed in a satin shirt and pants while you were in a short dress with fluffy sleeves. It had flowers printed all over it. Your hair was in a low bun with front pieces framing your face. You looked so good he wondered how he got so lucky.
You looked around the lights and stuff reflecting in your eyes. He couldn't take eyes off you. Now, both of you were on way back home, wine tipsy laughing. He was carrying your heels while you wore his sneakers.
Harry opened the door to their house while you were still engrossed in your story.
"Omg Harry, you won't believe when I tell you the amount of flowers I have sold ever since February started. God, I love February" you screamed, and Harry laughed.
"I love cause it's my greenie's birthday month andddd I earn good money," you said, wiggling your fingers for him to hold. He walks towards you, shaking his head, his face red from wine and you.
He sat beside you and pulled you towards him. He snuggled into your neck like puppy (cause he was one) and purred. You raked your fingers through his hair, leaving soft, small kisses on them.
This is what he wanted his whole life. A home.
He pulls his head back and looks at your adorningly, his eyes holding so much love and compassion that he just wants to yell it.
But he will wait until you know him whole.
You leaned down and kissed him softly. He moved his lips against yours, tasting the wine and dinner mixed with your strawberry gloss.
He whined when you pulled back and pouted, wanting to be as close to you as he could. You smirked down at him mischievously, and his inner voice went "uh oh" knowing it meant trouble.
You pecked his lips once started lowering down. He went to sit up, but you put a hand frim on his lower tummy, stopping him.
"I just want to thank you," you said, now fully kneeling in front of him, "Can I?" You asked.
He gave you a nod, unable to speak. You knew he was a virgin. Hell, his first kiss was you, and he was 26 years old! Ever since then you two have went as far as makeout and then sit beside each other or cuddle to calm dowm but now you were here in front of him about to give him.his first blowjob or whatever you wanted.
You unbuckled his belt, and he let out a shuttering breath. You palmed him with one hand while others worked on taking his pants off. Once you were successful, you slid them down along with his boxers and threw them somewhere in the living room.
His hard dick bobed up and rested on his stomach, leaking so much that if he wasn't supernatural, he would be concerned. You looked up with blown eyes, and because of his abilities, he could hear your increasing heartbeat and smell your arousal.
You scooted near him and took him in your hand. There was soemthing so sinful about his hard red cock in your small hand with flowery pattern dress.
He moaned when you started to move your hand up and down softly. The only hand he ever had was his own, so now your soft hand was like heaven to him. You leaned down and licked all precum off his tip, and he lost it. His head fell back on the couch, his lips.parted in silent moan.
You took him in your mouth, your hand still working on his base. He looked down at you, not wanting to miss a second. You took hin further in, your warm nouth feeling amazing.
His hand went to your hair, but he just kept it there, not wanting to push you down or hurt you. You pulled back up his dick glistening in arousal and spit sane as your lips.
Your hand reached down to massage his balls, and he whimpered, feeling sensitive. Your mouth was back on him working on full force and was about to cum embarrassingly fast, normal for a human but fast for him.
You went like that for a long time, your hand switching between his base and balls.
"Baby- Fuck I'm going to come" He said moaning in between. You just looked up and gave him a short nod, taking him in further.
He was about to die, he was sure, or maybe he had, and this was heaven.
He fell back on the sofa and sinked in more while his eyes felt like they would roll back of his head.
His orgasm rolled suddenly, and his was coming down your throat. His legs were flinching and shaking. When you gave him a particular hard suck while he was cuming, his hips snapped up and hit the back of your throat.
He immediately shot up, thinking he hurt you, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" You took his now soft cock out of your mouth and coughed a bit. You climbed up and shook your head sitting beside him with a giddy shy smile.
He smiled, seeing how you went from a minx to shy in a second. He pulled you towards him in a deep kiss, tasting himself on your lips.
"Best gift I ever got," He mumbled against your lips, and you giggled.
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I never wrote for a challenge just wanted to try it out lol.
This came out longer than I indented, lol. If you're single like me this is here to remind you that you don't have any bitches.
Happy Valentine's, my loves.
Talk to me here♡
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tiredinwinter · 1 year
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"Put some bloody clothes on!" Fanart for @avocadoguru 's Lupus Noctis <3
Wolfrry got me in a chokehold. Please someone send help haha The hat scene in chapter 2 fucking killed me aaaaaaa
Also I guess this is me outing myself as the one wanting to create fanart about the series lol
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virgobabe91 · 10 months
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I have a killer headache and no idea how I got out here naked in the middle of the woods.
My feet are burning cold, they’re covered in what possibly looks like blood with leaves and dirt caked onto them.
My hair was once in a clean braid, I remember that much at least. I was getting ready for bed, fresh out of the shower and too lazy to really style my hair so I dried it enough to throw in a quick braid before bed.
Did I run to the woods naked? I’m pretty sure I had my pjs on when I was braiding my hair.
My body aches and I don’t feel strong enough to even stand as I push myself to my feet. Unsure which way to go I just about start walking before I notice a man walking towards me.
“Hello?” I call out “can you help me I don’t know where I am? I live in Strathmore, can you show me where to go?” I attempt to cover myself with my arms and cross my legs at the knees to cover my lower half.
“Here. Not sure if they’ll fit but Madge will have my head if I take you to her naked.”
“What?!” I ask as I bend to grab at the clothing tossed at my feet. “Who’s Madge? I’m not going anywhere with you. I don’t know you?”
I move to walk behind a thick tree to my left as I try to get dressed as quick as possible. A black long sleeve men’s shirt, no bra, and dark grey sweatpants, but no underwear is all he gave me.
“No socks?” I ask unamused.
“Be grateful I gave you anything. Now follow me, I’ve been waiting for a while now for you to wake up”
He turns and starts walking briskly and I’m stood there wondering if I follow him or not. I mean I guess I have no choice, I’d probably die in these woods if I try to make my way home. Even standing here I’m sure something will come along and chomp on me before then, I start walking, hoping I don’t lose him as he doesn’t seem to slow down.
After what feels like a good twenty minute walk the man stops before a small cave entrance carved into what looks like the beginning of a mountain. He waves his hand over some ruins above the cave and then walks inside. Again I don’t know where I am, so I follow him inside the cave.
There’s soft gravel that lines the walkway and inside the cave, small torches seem to line the inside down a tunnel.
We soon come to an end and I’m met with a beautiful sight. A crater shaped dip is hidden away by surrounding mountains and a village is slightly below us as he begins to lead me towards it. Tiny homes and large canvas tents are lit up, almost in a circle shape. the night sky is dark yet bright and every star in the sky seems to be out as a full moon lights our path towards a larger house, beautiful dark stained log house with a large circular window overlooking a porch is in view as the strange man points to the house “go there and knock on the door” he then turns and walks away.
“Wait, where are you going? Whose house is this?” I whisper before the large oak door clicks open.
“Hello, I’ve been waiting for you, come on in and get warmed up.”
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She is quick to make an excuse for the rude stranger as she welcomes me inside, pats me on the shoulder, then sits me down at a circular turquoise stained wooden kitchen table.
“Please excuse Harry, he’s a bit of a angry fellow. Has a good reason though I suppose, the love of his life died 4 years ago.”
The woman moves across the kitchen as she gathers a few items in her arms. Homemade sourdough bread, butter, and whatever is warming on the stovetop is scooped into a bowl she serves me. “Do you drink tea my dear?” I nod my head yes.
“Okay, I like to get to the point and rip the bandaid off quick, it’s the easiest way to get through the shock. My names Madge, you can call me aunty though, everyone here does. Eat and we can talk some more while we get to know one another.” After a tiny bit of reluctance I’m quick to reach across the table and graciously accept the food placed in front of me, I have such a deep hunger, feels like what she put on the table isn’t enough to fill me up.
“Why am I here?”
“How about we start with your name so I can better address you?!”
“Sorry, My names Y/N.”
“Well Y/N, you’re here because it’s a safe haven for our kind. I had Harry find you because I sensed you changed and I wanted to bring you here before something bad could happen to you.”
I dip the bread into the soup and take another bite before I stop and realize what she said. “what do you mean our kind?”
Madge purses her lips slightly. “Do you believe in the supernatural? Like witches, warlocks, vampires, sirens…werewolves?”
“I think it’s all movie magic, nothing like that could ever be real.” I chuckle as I scrap the bowl clean. Madge is quick to grab my bowl and refill it before she continues.
“Well my dear, it’s all real. Every last bit of it. This village you’re in is a hideaway for all magical folk. Mostly werewolves occupy here. Although we have the occasional witch or vampire residing in one of the cottages.”
I take a look around her cabin and notice the many Paranormal trinkets lining the walls and placed on top of cabinets, shelves, and tables.
“How do I know you’re not messing with me?”
Madge smiles and lifts her finger to point towards the tea kettle as it begins to steam on the cast iron stove top. The kettle whistles that it’s done and I watch as she drags her finger to move the kettle to the counter where she pours us both some hot water into our mugs she filled with tea leaves earlier.
I watch her smirk as she then twirls her finger and the honey and tea spoons are flown over from the shelf above the sink and they dance their way towards the middle of the table between us. Two hot mugs soon join as they settle gracefully unto the tea plates next to either of us.
“How did you do that?” I ask in awe.
“Well I’m a witch my dear, I take care of everyone here with my enchantments. Without me, our little area would be found by the humans. The ruins you passed on your way in here keep us out of sight from non magical folks, to anyone else we’re just a regular short cave system for them to graffiti and explore.
“What’s my place in all of this? I mean, I don’t understand why I was able to pass through the ruins?” I cup my tea with both hands as away to hide my shaking hands.
Madge stands up and pulls a large viridian coloured book from the top of her book shelf.
“This will explain better than I can. For now all I can tell you is that you shifted and I felt it. That’s why I sent Harry to find you.”
“Shifted?” I whisper as I start to thumb through the pages of the heavy book, This thing has to be at least 800 pages.
“Yes. I can sense when someone turns, I’ve been here just over 200 years now. I take care of the folks in this area. As the eldest of my coven I’m in charge of all the werewolves and supernatural that come in and out around this area. Well not the rogue ones. They’re not welcome here.”
“So I’m a supernatural being is what you’re telling me?”
“A werewolf to be exact!” She smiles.
“A werewolf? As in I howl at the moon and eat people?” I huff out. There’s no way I could eat a person I barely eat red meat as it is, Although I won’t say no to a medium rare steak.
“We won’t know what you present as for a while, sometimes it takes a few weeks, and for others around a year, but for now you’re safe here, you can have a room to yourself upstairs although I don’t like having alphas stay here, I don’t need their aggression messing up my home.”
I flip through the book and read small blurbs as Madge cleans the bowl and mug in the sink then dish rack.
“I’ll boil some water for a bath. You’ll sleep better when you’re clean and I’ll lay out some clothing for you that will be more comfortable than those rags, Harry knows better than to give guests such dirty mangy items.”
Madge leads me upstairs and points to her left “bathroom” then then right beside it “guest room, or your room” she flips the switch and the room lights up a pretty coral pink, very 90’s inspired decor with seashells and dried flowers decorating the walls.
She runs the copper claw foot tub, “there’s no hot water here, we boil our water the pipes will warm up in the spring and summer but autumn and winter we’re on our own”
She hands me a towel “I’ll set your night gown and clothes on your bed, take your time and I’ll wake you in the morning.”
“I tried waking her all morning, but I know she’ll be tired for a while still. Her first shift and learning everything will take a toll on her the first couple days. Could you pass me the garlic powder?”
Henry helps Madge with cooking the Sunday supper whenever he’s free and she’s always grateful for the help. Some Sundays she’s cooking for over 80 people so having a strong fella is definitely appreciated.
“I could try if you’d like? I’d like to meet her”
Henry offers as he lifts the bags full of potatoes from the wheelbarrow to the large wooden table.
“I’m sorry but no, I want her to feel safe here and having a strange man wake her up may not help. Just be patient she’ll be down sooner or later.”
Supper time starts at 7 pm when Madge is hosting. But of course Y/N doesn’t know that so when she tiptoes down the stairs she’s met with almost everyone, sat in their own spots throughout the house, in the community staring at her. Thankfully she’s no longer in the night gown Madge set out for her last night.
“Come Y/N, it’s a perfect time to meet everyone.” Madge stands and puts her hands on both of Y/N’s shoulders as she guides her to an empty seat at one of the tables in the dining room.
“Here you are, everyone! I’d you to welcome Y/N into our home. She shifted for the first time last night and is still taking this all in so please be patient with her and help her with any questions she may have.” Madge announces as she pushes my chair in. “Here Y/N on your right this is Niall, and your left is Henry.” I smile nervously to both of them before I noticed a familiar face. Harry is sat on the opposite side of the long table to the left of me. He gives me a once over then continues to stuff his face. Madge continues point and introduce me to other people around the table and other tables or chairs put in odd places throughout her house. almost everyone is kind in their greetings, some of them run up to me and pull me into a hug with a promise to be right there if they need me. Which I guess is nice in a way and I appreciate how they’re so accepting of me but I still really just want to go home.
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Madge sends me for a walk outside after dinner. I offered to help with cleaning up after everyone was finished but she gave me some sneakers to wear and shooed me outside.
I probably did a couple laps around her house before I ran into Niall who was just leaving Madge’s place.
“Not sure where to go? scared you’ll get lost?” He questions with a joking manner.
He seems to be friendly so I nod and walk closer him. “Not so much scared to get lost just not sure where I’m allowed to go? Can I walk anywhere here?”
“I can show you around. What’s your name again?” I smile and offer a handshake before I reply. “Y/N”
“Alright Y/N I’m Niall it’s a pleasure to meet you! How long have you had the gift?” He shakes my hand.
The gift? Is that what they call it? My body is so sore I want to dip myself into a ice cold lake and never come up and they call it a gift? “I don’t really know, I changed the first time last night I guess…”
“Oh well a newbie, we haven’t had one of those in a while, actually I think I was the last ‘newbie’ to join here must be 10 years ago I think” Niall smiles as he begins walking. He talks more about himself as he leads us west of Madge’s property, I’m careful to watch my surroundings so I don’t get lost and I can find my way back if needed. Niall explains how when he turned he was bitten by an female alpha outside the movie theatre, thought his date was kinky for biting so hard but then woke up naked in the woods like I had.
“Been here ever since. Don’t think Ill ever live anywhere else though it’s such a beautiful area.
I hum along as he leads me to his cabin. A perfectly square log cabin with a creek running beside it he says it leads to the lake on the far east end. “We use it to flood the farms for a faster irrigation and such” he explains as he pulls out two reclining lounge chairs and sets them for us to sit. “Want anything to drink? I think I have some Italian soda, tea, or water?” “Oh a tea sounds nice thank you”.
After Niall served us tea, we sat in the lounge chairs and I looked up at the night sky thinking of any questions I couldn’t ask Madge.
“So when can I go home?” I question.
Niall purses his lips and sighs “I’m not sure really, I think it depends on your condition”. “my condition?” I sat forward puzzled. Niall smiles “I mean, you only just changed. When I first transformed, Madge had me stay a couple months until I figured out my cycle.”
I sit back in my seat and look back up to the night sky “I can’t be gone for that long I have a cat that needs me and if I’m gone for too long he pees on my bed out of spite! And my job? I can’t lose my job my apartment is too much since my roomie moved out.” Do these guys even go online? Should I mention my online job?
“Whoa whoa Y/N don’t think about it too much, I’m sure Madge can send some of us to get your stuff. As for your job I’m sorry but I doubt you’ll be able to keep it especially until you figure out your cycle. I get that you’re worried, I worked construction and had to quit but I’m much more happier being the groundskeeper here it doesn’t pay nearly as much but I’m happy. We’ll find you a job here as well something that suits you”
We sit and chat some more about Niall and his life here and what he was like before he changed.
“”Hey Ni what are you doing tom- oh. You’re here” Harry walks up to us.
“I’m just leaving actually” I pronounce as I get up and fold my lounge chair and place it back beside the house like Niall had it. “Hey Y/N you don’t need to leave just yet, this was nice we can continue” Niall grabs onto my shoulder.
“No I should go, plus Harry here doesn’t seem to be a fan of me”
Harry turns away from us as Niall offers a hug and to walk me home but I decline and walk back towards Madge’s house.
“What’s your problem with her? She’s brand new here there’s no way you two got off to a bad start” Niall questions as he grabs the mugs and walks into his cabin. Harry follows behind “she feels like she’s trouble. Anyways, Madge wants us to go into the city and grab a couple things, some groceries and plumbing tools she lent out her tools again and no one’s returned them so she’s just going to buy new ones.” Niall turns to Harry and claps him on the shoulder. “Hey that’s perfect! Y/N needs some things picked up from her place I can get those for her then too, are we going to Strathmore?”
Harry puffs out his chest, “why do you want to help her? You like her or something?”
Niall chuckles “yeah I think I do, she seems like a nice girl. Worth trying anyways eh? How often do we get a single female werewolf in these parts?” Harry rolls his eyes and heads out the front door “I’m not interested. But I heard Henry is, so be ready for a fight if it comes to it. She’ll probably end up being another beta anyways omegas are rare so don’t get your hopes up to high, or go thinking you guys have an actual future together.”
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So I ended up changing lot of original beginning storyline I had planned out, but I have a better idea of where to go from here.
Also I wrote this on my phone in my notes app. Turns out I hate using a laptop lol so I sold it.
Chapter 2 will contain some smut, still unsure which male it’ll be though.
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