Kink Bingo - Animal Play
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setos_puppyTitle: Playtime
Fandom: Big Wolf on Campus
Pairing/Characters: Tommy/Merton
Rating: Mature
Warning: Mounting, biting, rough sex
Summary: Merton wakes to find Tommy in his bed. Set during "Boy Who Tried Wolf" aka the episode where Merton became a werewolf
Disclaimer: Not mine they belong to CinéGroupe et al.
Notes: Part of my endeavor into![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
kink_bingo for my Animal Play prompt.
Word Count: 1279
Merton made a quiet noise as he rolled over in his bed and stretched out, yawning. A tingle running down his spine had woken him; likely a sign of the sunrising. He buried his face in the warmth beside him, inhaling the deep, musky, woodsy scent. He wanted to roll around in it and bask in the goodness that was the smell. Slowly he opened his eyes, lifting his head to look at the source of the good smell and warmth and found him looking at the slowly waking face of Tommy Dawkins.
Tommy Dawkins who was naked. And in his bed.
What?
“Hey little buddy,” Tommy greeted, yawning widely and stretching his arms up over his head.
Naked Tommy Dawkins in his bed, where he was also naked, and Tommy was acting like it was nothing unusual! What. The. Hell.
“Uh, Tommy... Mind helping me out here?”
“Hm?” Tommy looked over, pulling his hand from his eye as he laid back down on his pillow. “Oh. It happened after the basketball game.”
Merton squinted his eyes, trying to remember. His memory was hazy, likely a side effect of his first transformation. He remembered surprising Tommy and Lori with the fact he was now a ‘full fledged, bona fide, red blooded, Welsh American Werewolf’, complete with howl and everything. He remembered telling them he ate oregano instead of wolfs bane. He even remembered playing crazy Wolf basketball with Tommy. But between that and getting naked, it seemed like his brain had shorted out.
“O..kay...” Merton ventured, scratching his head. “And we got naked why?”
“It’s not your fault, Mert. It happens sometimes when you change,” Tommy babbled, shrugging. “You get needy.”
Merton blinked and then stared at Tommy. “What?”
“You were all worked up when we got back after the ball game. So I thought I’d help.”
Merton shifted slowly in bed. Realizing that this was probably one of those things that happened and you never talked about it again in your life. “Oh. Well... Thanks.”
“Anytime.”
Merton swallowed thickly, the word sending a fire through his body. Like an invitation to use Tommy as he saw fit. An invitation for Tommy to use him. And oh if that didn’t sound damn good right about now.
Rolling onto his stomach, Merton peered up at Tommy, who was watching him through half-slitted, curious eyes, a lazy smile on his face. Merton slid up on his knees, his mouth lazily pressing against Tommy’s chest as he slid an arm to grip at Tommy’s hip as the overwhelming surge of want sparked through him. Tommy shifted, throwing his weight and sending Merton sprawling against the bed.
When Tommy’s fingers pressed into Merton’s supine body where he was warm and still loose, Merton growled a noise of pleasured want and canted up his hips. Merton’s head fell back as fire ran down his spine and he felt his canines elongate of their own volition and he snapped at the air with huffing noises. Tommy’s mouth met his and they nipped at each other’s mouths, tasting each other deeply and mingling saliva with the faint tang of blood.
Tommy pulled back, his eyes flashing golden for a long moment before he growled at Merton in a way that was purely sexual. Merton’s head lolled back, his tongue curling between his fangs as he presented himself to Tommy, the ache of pure heated need burning low in his body. Tommy withdrew his fingers and nudged Merton until the darker haired male rolled onto his stomach, weight resting on his elbows and knees as he bowed his head and parted his knees further, quiet pleading noises leaving his throat.
Tommy bit hard at the join of neck and shoulder before pressing his weight on Merton until Merton whined and went lax under him; submissive. Tommy drew his mouth back, sucking on the wound before he pushed himself inside Merton’s waiting, wanton body. Merton shuddered hard, his fingers curling in his sheets as his spine locked and he tossed his head back, breath leaving him in quick, rushed pants and clipped snarls. Tommy hushed Merton, nuzzling against the newer were’s back, licking at the sweat that beaded up and pooled down. There was a long paused as Merton finally acclimated to Tommy before Tommy curled a strong hand around Merton’s hip Tommy braced back on his knees and began to thrust.
Merton growled low in his throat as he rocked his hips back on every thrust, making quiet whining noises as Tommy playfully teased him before he was pushed face first into a pillow. Clamping his mouth into the plush material Merton was grateful for the gag as he howled in bliss when Tommy finally pounded into him without abandon. Merton jerked hard when Tommy wrapped a roughly calloused hand around his aching cock and began to stroke.
“Bitch,” Tommy hissed out, his mouth clamping on Merton’s shoulder, pushing in hard with low grunts. “Mine.”
Merton nodded, his head swimming with a lusty haze as he pushed back on each thrust. “Yours...” He whimpered out, his head hanging low as a sign of submission to the Alpha. “Tommy, please... It hurts.”
Tommy sped up, pushing deep into Merton until the bed shook with the force of each thrust and Merton was making quiet ah, ah, ah noises with each push of Tommy’s hips. Tommy twisted his wrist as he stroked, his thumb grazing over the head of Merton’s cock as he stroked and he bit on the lobe of Merton’s ear, grunting as he repeated the actions and slammed into Merton’s prostate. Merton howled, long and high, his whole body trembling as he unhinged and came. Tommy snarled, pushing his hips into the beta a few more times before he finally came and rolled off of Merton.
Merton lay on the bed for a long moment before rolling onto his back, his chest heaving as he ran his hands through his mussed and sweat dampened hair. He was silent for a long moment before reaching up and gingerly touching the mark on his shoulder where Tommy had viciously clamped his mouth down. It was already beginning to heal, but he could feel the pucker of a scar beginning to form.
His hips twitched as Tommy’s tongue dragged over his stomach, licking up the mess of his come before pressing a soft kiss beside his navel. Tommy crawled up his body before pressing his mouth to Merton’s. Merton kissed back, soft and timid, before peering up at Tommy when the jock pulled away, studying him.
“What’s wrong, Mert?”
“You bit me, Tommy.”
“So? You’re already a wolf. Not much a bite can do.”
Merton smacked Tommy hard on the shoulder. “You made me yours. Permanently. Wolves mate for life, or did you never pay attention in class?”
Tommy huffed and rested his chin on Merton’s chest, peering up at him with what could only be classified as puppy dog eyes. “I know that. I’ve wanted to make you mine for a long time, Mert.”
“Then you know that there’s no way we can reverse -- Beg pardon?”
Tommy lifted his head and licked a long stripe over the healing, scarring wound. “Wanted you to be mine for a while.”
Merton grinned dopely before it vanished and he smacked Tommy again. “Don’t call me a bitch.”
Tommy snarled, his eyes flashing gold and his fangs jutting out. “My bitch.”
Heat curled low in Merton’s stomach before he nipped at Tommy’s neck and gave a low moan of consent as Tommy pressed his fingers inside of him, stoking the fire under his skin.
Fandom: Big Wolf on Campus
Pairing/Characters: Tommy/Merton
Rating: Mature
Warning: Mounting, biting, rough sex
Summary: Merton wakes to find Tommy in his bed. Set during "Boy Who Tried Wolf" aka the episode where Merton became a werewolf
Disclaimer: Not mine they belong to CinéGroupe et al.
Notes: Part of my endeavor into
kink_bingo for my Animal Play prompt. Word Count: 1279
Merton made a quiet noise as he rolled over in his bed and stretched out, yawning. A tingle running down his spine had woken him; likely a sign of the sunrising. He buried his face in the warmth beside him, inhaling the deep, musky, woodsy scent. He wanted to roll around in it and bask in the goodness that was the smell. Slowly he opened his eyes, lifting his head to look at the source of the good smell and warmth and found him looking at the slowly waking face of Tommy Dawkins.
Tommy Dawkins who was naked. And in his bed.
What?
“Hey little buddy,” Tommy greeted, yawning widely and stretching his arms up over his head.
Naked Tommy Dawkins in his bed, where he was also naked, and Tommy was acting like it was nothing unusual! What. The. Hell.
“Uh, Tommy... Mind helping me out here?”
“Hm?” Tommy looked over, pulling his hand from his eye as he laid back down on his pillow. “Oh. It happened after the basketball game.”
Merton squinted his eyes, trying to remember. His memory was hazy, likely a side effect of his first transformation. He remembered surprising Tommy and Lori with the fact he was now a ‘full fledged, bona fide, red blooded, Welsh American Werewolf’, complete with howl and everything. He remembered telling them he ate oregano instead of wolfs bane. He even remembered playing crazy Wolf basketball with Tommy. But between that and getting naked, it seemed like his brain had shorted out.
“O..kay...” Merton ventured, scratching his head. “And we got naked why?”
“It’s not your fault, Mert. It happens sometimes when you change,” Tommy babbled, shrugging. “You get needy.”
Merton blinked and then stared at Tommy. “What?”
“You were all worked up when we got back after the ball game. So I thought I’d help.”
Merton shifted slowly in bed. Realizing that this was probably one of those things that happened and you never talked about it again in your life. “Oh. Well... Thanks.”
“Anytime.”
Merton swallowed thickly, the word sending a fire through his body. Like an invitation to use Tommy as he saw fit. An invitation for Tommy to use him. And oh if that didn’t sound damn good right about now.
Rolling onto his stomach, Merton peered up at Tommy, who was watching him through half-slitted, curious eyes, a lazy smile on his face. Merton slid up on his knees, his mouth lazily pressing against Tommy’s chest as he slid an arm to grip at Tommy’s hip as the overwhelming surge of want sparked through him. Tommy shifted, throwing his weight and sending Merton sprawling against the bed.
When Tommy’s fingers pressed into Merton’s supine body where he was warm and still loose, Merton growled a noise of pleasured want and canted up his hips. Merton’s head fell back as fire ran down his spine and he felt his canines elongate of their own volition and he snapped at the air with huffing noises. Tommy’s mouth met his and they nipped at each other’s mouths, tasting each other deeply and mingling saliva with the faint tang of blood.
Tommy pulled back, his eyes flashing golden for a long moment before he growled at Merton in a way that was purely sexual. Merton’s head lolled back, his tongue curling between his fangs as he presented himself to Tommy, the ache of pure heated need burning low in his body. Tommy withdrew his fingers and nudged Merton until the darker haired male rolled onto his stomach, weight resting on his elbows and knees as he bowed his head and parted his knees further, quiet pleading noises leaving his throat.
Tommy bit hard at the join of neck and shoulder before pressing his weight on Merton until Merton whined and went lax under him; submissive. Tommy drew his mouth back, sucking on the wound before he pushed himself inside Merton’s waiting, wanton body. Merton shuddered hard, his fingers curling in his sheets as his spine locked and he tossed his head back, breath leaving him in quick, rushed pants and clipped snarls. Tommy hushed Merton, nuzzling against the newer were’s back, licking at the sweat that beaded up and pooled down. There was a long paused as Merton finally acclimated to Tommy before Tommy curled a strong hand around Merton’s hip Tommy braced back on his knees and began to thrust.
Merton growled low in his throat as he rocked his hips back on every thrust, making quiet whining noises as Tommy playfully teased him before he was pushed face first into a pillow. Clamping his mouth into the plush material Merton was grateful for the gag as he howled in bliss when Tommy finally pounded into him without abandon. Merton jerked hard when Tommy wrapped a roughly calloused hand around his aching cock and began to stroke.
“Bitch,” Tommy hissed out, his mouth clamping on Merton’s shoulder, pushing in hard with low grunts. “Mine.”
Merton nodded, his head swimming with a lusty haze as he pushed back on each thrust. “Yours...” He whimpered out, his head hanging low as a sign of submission to the Alpha. “Tommy, please... It hurts.”
Tommy sped up, pushing deep into Merton until the bed shook with the force of each thrust and Merton was making quiet ah, ah, ah noises with each push of Tommy’s hips. Tommy twisted his wrist as he stroked, his thumb grazing over the head of Merton’s cock as he stroked and he bit on the lobe of Merton’s ear, grunting as he repeated the actions and slammed into Merton’s prostate. Merton howled, long and high, his whole body trembling as he unhinged and came. Tommy snarled, pushing his hips into the beta a few more times before he finally came and rolled off of Merton.
Merton lay on the bed for a long moment before rolling onto his back, his chest heaving as he ran his hands through his mussed and sweat dampened hair. He was silent for a long moment before reaching up and gingerly touching the mark on his shoulder where Tommy had viciously clamped his mouth down. It was already beginning to heal, but he could feel the pucker of a scar beginning to form.
His hips twitched as Tommy’s tongue dragged over his stomach, licking up the mess of his come before pressing a soft kiss beside his navel. Tommy crawled up his body before pressing his mouth to Merton’s. Merton kissed back, soft and timid, before peering up at Tommy when the jock pulled away, studying him.
“What’s wrong, Mert?”
“You bit me, Tommy.”
“So? You’re already a wolf. Not much a bite can do.”
Merton smacked Tommy hard on the shoulder. “You made me yours. Permanently. Wolves mate for life, or did you never pay attention in class?”
Tommy huffed and rested his chin on Merton’s chest, peering up at him with what could only be classified as puppy dog eyes. “I know that. I’ve wanted to make you mine for a long time, Mert.”
“Then you know that there’s no way we can reverse -- Beg pardon?”
Tommy lifted his head and licked a long stripe over the healing, scarring wound. “Wanted you to be mine for a while.”
Merton grinned dopely before it vanished and he smacked Tommy again. “Don’t call me a bitch.”
Tommy snarled, his eyes flashing gold and his fangs jutting out. “My bitch.”
Heat curled low in Merton’s stomach before he nipped at Tommy’s neck and gave a low moan of consent as Tommy pressed his fingers inside of him, stoking the fire under his skin.
