When the heat comes...

Werewolf x transfem bunny-hybrid!reader || heat, knotting

When you start taking estrogens, you think the changes are going to be gradual and slow. Which they are… for the most part. But when suddenly you wake up completely drenched in sweat and your hard dick between your legs, you whine so loud your werewolf boyfriend stirs in his sleep. You can see him sniffing the air and growling, not waking up yet. You are desperate, your skin feels on fire and you can feel some wetness already forming in the front of your sleeping pants. You grind your ass back into your boyfriend’s pelvis and you groan and the intense sensation. He’s hard, and you are so needy you could cry.

And then it hits you.

You are entering heat. The hormones sent you into heat… Your first heat. Oh, goddess.

You want to tell him something, to wake him up, but your body takes action before your brain can fully process what’s happening. You turn around and face him, your claws not sharp enough to even scratch his body are suddenly strong enough to rip his shirt apart, latching your mouth onto one of his nipples as he cries out and wakes up with a cry. In other circumstances, you would have laughed, but in that moment your brain is consumed by his smell, the feel of his body under your soft one… You are completely gone with the ferocity of your own heat.

“What’s wrong? What’s happening? Are you okay?” Your boyfriend tries to say, groaning in between as you keep sucking his nipple, your hand rubbing his hard on through his pants. You can’t answer, tearing the fabric of his pants and mounting him. You rub your dick against his, groaning against his skin as you frantically hump him. He might be the werewolf, but the feral one are you. You can hear him smelling the air and then a loud curse: “Oh fuck, you are in heat.” You try to nod against his skin, but the movement only makes your front teeth catch against his nipple and he cries out, more precum mixing with yours as you rub yourself frantically.

He tries to move you, to turn your body around to take control of the situation, but you growl at him. It’s probably more funny than threatening, but he stops trying to move you and you keep grinding. By the time you come for the first time, he’s panting under you, his hands holding onto your hips as he lets you control the situation, constantly telling you how good you feel, how pretty and awesome you are.

You are breathing hard, still holding onto him as your body twitches over his still hard dick. He gives you something, but your brain can’t process what it is. You look at him trying to decipher what’s happening, and he just smiles sweetly at you as he grabs the bottle and squirts something on his hand. Lube. He starts playing with your hole like he’s in a rush, his hips twitching up to meet yours as you whine because of oversensitivity.

You push back against his fingers as you sit straight, your hands finding your nipples and pinching them until you are hard again. Your breasts aren’t too bit yet, but the feel of your hands against them is like heaven. You rock your hips into his fingers as he prepares you, your hands groping and pinching as he looks at you like you are a goddess over him. His breathing is labored and you can’t believe you are being so dominant, always used to be the one submitting to his big form, but something inside of you needs this. The heat is stronger than anything you’ve ever felt before.

By the time he’s four fingers in and your body is shaking with a second orgasm, the heat hits a new peak, making you scream and beg and grind against him uncontrollably. He tries to shush you, and you growl at him. He chuckles softly and lifts your hips. The second you feel the tip of his cock against your hole you are pushing down, not caring about the burn or the light pain, you just need to be fucked until the heat disappears.

You fuck yourself onto him, bouncing as you pinch your nipples, your voice doesn’t sound like you, whining and crying... exactly like a bitch in heat. You guess you are. It’s intoxicating in the best way possible. Your ears are flopping as you bounce over him, his hands not controlling, leaving you to your own rhythm. He groans and calls out your name over and over, chanting about how beautiful you look, how great your hole feels around his dick and how magnificent you are. His words mixed with the feel of him inside of you is what throws you over the edge a third time. And that’s what makes him come inside of you.

You feel the stretch of his knot as he buries himself as deep as possible. You groan, your body sagging against his front as he pushes his hips up, grinding his knot against your tender hole. He shoots inside of you so much you feel like you are about to burst… But it feels great. The burning desire inside of you silent enough to form a few words…

“I love you,” you whisper, already feeling a new wave of desire burning low.

He kisses your head and caresses your ears softly. “I love you too, sweetie. We’re going to get through this.” His knot goes down, but his dick is still hard inside of you, his own hormones responding to your heat, improving his stamina.

You two have three days of constant fucking ahead of you… and you are more than ready.