Background StoryWIPLurkers've been wondering what else she might be up to - pumping him full with booze and drugs...
"She’s always wondered how far she can take him - plying him with cheap booze and gritty powders, loosening that shy streak he hides under his scruffy fur. Truth is, he’d probably dive in sober - he’s a wolf with a hunger, after all - but a little nudge makes it sweeter, greases the slide into the fire. And she’s all too eager to shove him there. She knows those gnawing urges he’s got, ones her sharp claws and clever tricks can’t quite sate, no matter how hard she’s tried.
It’s more than that, though - there’s a snarl in her soul, a deep, bitter growl that flares up at his rough edges, his grating bullshit. Payback brews in her blood, a sadistic spark that lights up when she watches him stumble into the fray. Tonight, she’s orchestrated a show: hulking brutes, all muscle and menace, pinning her wolf boy between them, tearing into him with a raw, relentless lust. She perches nearby, eyes glinting, relishing every grunt, every shudder as he’s rampaged, defiled, demolished - over and over. He can take it, she knows that much, and damn if it doesn’t swell her chest with a fierce, twisted pride. Her mate, the wild beast, broken down and built back up in the heat of it.
And when it’s done, when he’s a panting, ravaged wreck, he’ll turn that hunger on her - devouring her with a ferocity that’s sharper, hungrier, fueled by the wreckage she’s gleefully stoked. That’s their dance, their fucked-up bond, and she wouldn’t have it any other way."
To be fair, he'd also do it sober. But sometimes he just needs a little push. He's a surprisingly shy wolf you know !
And she's more than happy to help him. Cause she knows he wants and needs it... there are some urges she just can't fulfill on her own, and she tried - hard.
And it might be part of her essence also, this deep, growling fury - some kind of resentment towards him for his unkind ways and grating traits... payback for his roughness that manifests in her sadistic outbursts. Then pushing him into the fire, witnessing him getting rampaged, defiled and demolished, again and again. And relishing it. Cause she knows he can take it. And in these moments she feels the strongest of all prides - her mate, the wild beast.
Who will then devour her with even more hunger again.
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