knotting with werewolf vi perchance?

content warnings › just a drabble. overstimulation. knotting. breeding kink. vi being in a ‘rut’.

“gonna, ugh, knock you up. fill your pretty womb with my puppies. make you a momma.”

vi’s been wanting to do this for fucking ages. cock buried in you all the way up to her inflamed knot, swelling as time passes, aching to be buried in your sweet pussy. sharp teeth gnaw at the back of your neck to leave a plethora of love bites behind, claws biting into the swell of your hips to yank you back onto her. forcing herself deeper.

“ya gonna take, huh? f- fuh-cking, take it.”

she can feel the heat in her belly, the coil waiting to snap. shes trying her hardest to be attentive; to let you cum first like the good mate she is.

then, her pace falters. ears flattening against the blackened roots of her hair, she lets out a low howl into your ear before she’s stuffing you full with her seed. huge knot forcing its way in and locking your bodies together in the most intimate way possible.

you whimper, but it’s no match to what violet’s doing.

she’s practically drooling all over you, eyes partially rolled back as she tries to buck herself deeper. the curve of her dick bullies against your g-spot, hot walls clamping around her girth to make it almost impossible to move.

you’ve never knotted before, until today. she’d been bitching about, bothering while you work, even pleading. violet does not plead.

..until today.

“can you f- feel me?” she croaks, tongue rolling over your cartilage before sucking it into her mouth. desperately trying to find something to distract herself from the constant ejaculation. her balls and damn near empty by now, and her knot still hasn’t deflated. not even she thought it would go on this long.

“d-does it, uunf, does it feel good for y-you? ah.”

her fingers reach down between your legs to rub trembling circles against your clit. breath momentarily stolen away from you.

“it feels fine, vi..” you sigh, face smooshed into the pillow in front of your. you can feel your own orgasm building, the tingling sensation between your thighs forcing you to rock back against her. and was just about to pull out.

“you don’t have to..- mmm.”

her knot had went down, and she was overstimulated as hell. but, she couldn’t let you got to sleep without relief. refused to.

so, swallowing the sob that’s definitely clawing up her throat, she thrusts back in. wanton cry fresh on her tongue as you clench down against, her pace sloppy but enough to get you going.

tears fall from her lashes and onto your spine, forehead resting limply against your back as she fucks you with her softening cock. her tail is wagging now, overjoyed that she can finally feel you coming around her, clit pulsing against her fingertips.

“oh, violet..” “hm.?”

your body melts into the mattress, liquid bliss dripping onto the sheets, making it even more messy than it already was. soft groans and sighs filling the air.

it’s then, in the afterglow of it all, you realized you hadn’t pulled out.

“violet?” you call out, raising your head to look back at her. looking like puppy who just got caught in the cupboard. “what’s wrong, honey?”

“i, uh.. i just don’t want to pull out, yet.” she mumbles, tail still wagging, although nervously this time around. what a cutie.

“that’s fine, just.. lay down with me, hips ache.”

her face warms with embarrassment as you laugh at her, maneuvering yourself into your back so she can lay against your stomach, face buried between your breasts.

tonight was definitely worth it.