I Have to Tell You Something

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Who is it? Oh, fuck. Oh, hey.

Sorry. Um, you're early. Come on in.

Oh, no, I'm okay. I just have a splitting headache. Fuck, hey.

It's nice to see you. Yeah, yeah. I'm glad we can do dinner tonight, too.

Fuck. Oh, no, no, I took some ibuprofen earlier. I'm good.

Trust me. Come on in. Take your things off.

Yeah, get comfortable. It's a cold night tonight, huh? Yeah.

How'd the moon look? Full, huh? Yeah.

Full, huh? Yeah. Yeah, that's what I thought.

Fuck. Fuck. All right, well.

I have to tell you something. And I've been trying to figure out how to tell you this for, like, three weeks. But I'm out of time.

And I have to tell you tonight. So come on into the living room. Sit down on the couch.

Yeah. God, it's good to see you. Fuck.

Ah, fuck. Okay. First, I need to show you something.

Yes, yeah, I'm taking off my shirt. All right, fine. I'll start even earlier than that.

I know we've been only dating kind of casually for the past few weeks. And we haven't done much. But, yeah, there's a problem.

Here, let me raise my shirt. You see that scar? Yeah, yeah, you can touch it.

Yeah, no, those are definitely claw marks. I got mauled about a year ago. I was running out on the trail doing a night hike.

And I don't even know where it came from. I didn't see it. All I heard was this snarling mass of fur that hit me like a fucking dump truck.

And, yeah, when I woke the next morning, I was in a lot of pain. But, like, when I looked down at my body, the scars were already mostly healed. Yeah.

So it's, how do I say this? Every full moon, every full moon, I lose control in a really kind of visceral way. Like, I can feel this hunger coming in.

And a desire for raw meat. It's a very distinct hunger. All right, I'll just tell you, I'm turning into a werewolf.

Yeah, yeah, a werewolf. I know it sounds stupid. Trust me, two years ago, I would have told you this was absolutely stupid and would not happen.

But I am telling you, with no uncertainty whatsoever, this is happening right now. And tonight is the next cycle for me. Fuck.

So, fuck. Why did I invite you over? Well, OK, here's the issue.

We've been teasing each other for a few weeks, and the chemistry has been off the fucking hook. Fuck. And I basically have your smell imprinted on me.

Like, I can smell you in my sleep now. And I am afraid that that beast that's coming out of me is going to want to seek you out. Things have happened in my past moon cycles that have not been good.

You remember those people that disappeared in the woods, like, a few months ago? I was blacked out for a week. I have no idea what happened during that week.

I don't think I had anything to do with it, but I don't know that for sure. Fuck. So here's what I need.

I need to mate with you. Are you willing to help me? Oh, thank God.

Yeah, because the alternative is really I drive you to a place where you can basically lock yourself inside for three days. OK, that's a relief. Yeah, I guess we could start with just, if you want to feel me, that would work.

I love the feeling of your fingers on my chest. Yeah, the scar sort of pulsates with this energy. It feels like this hungry rage that just burns every full moon.

I can't explain it. Yeah, and this scar right here is, um, that's where I got bitten. Yeah.

Here, let me undo my pants. Oh, that's right. Take it in your hand.

Feel it. Just feel it for a minute. I want to smell you on me.

Good. Lick it just a little bit. Just a little bit.

That's good. Yeah, that's very good. Oh, fuck.

God damn it. No, that's not working. It's not working.

Fuck. No, the urge is not. ..

Oh, fuck. You're still threatening for some reason. Oh, fuck.

Get on the couch. Spread your legs. I need to taste you.

I find it very interesting how turned on you are. I can feel in my bones how far into heat you're getting. I don't even know why I can sense that, but I can feel it.

You smell so fucking good. I want to see your body. Fuck, sorry.

Oh, God, fuck. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Are you okay? Fuck. Why are you looking at me like that? What was that? God, I love fucking kissing you.

Oh, fuck. Come here. Get on all fours.

Fuck. I want to feel that fucking body from the inside. Fuck.

This is it. This is the point of no return. Beyond this point, you are mine.

Are you ready? Do you want this? Let me see you nod your head.

Oh, fuck. Put your head down on the floor. Oh, fuck.

I'll arch your back. Oh, fuck. That's my good fucking pat.

Now get up. I want to fuck you against that wall. March your little feet over there.

I am not going to be nice here. I have already tasted you. And you know what that means.

I'm going to fucking breed my mate. Oh, fuck. Your body smells like a fucking feral wolf.

Maybe you're already starting to turn a little bit. Oh, fuck. Oh, so close.

Oh, turn around. I'm picking you up against that fucking wall. Lift your legs.

I want to fucking breed you now.