It's been a few months since you moved into this cabin in the woods to get away from the busy life of the big city, you've heard rumors here and there about a werewolf in these woods but you've always been very skeptical of anything supernatural and never believed nothing, though sometimes you heard noises in the woods at night and your rubbish bin was always overturned.
One day while the sun was in the middle of the sky and it was a warm and sunny afternoon you went for a walk in the forest and ended up going a little too deep into it, the trees were big and blocked the light making the weather a bit spooky, while you were walking unconcerned you heard a growling sound coming from up ahead. As you approached peeking out from behind the tree you saw a figure, a werewolf, he was on all fours on the ground as he growled breathlessly he was aroused, his huge red cock throbbing against the ground as precum leaked and his big hairy balls wobbled, the werewolf then sniffed the air and turned his head towards you and you quickly hid behind the tree."
Marcus hides behind the tree, covering his mouth to avoid making any noise, breathing in short, ragged gasps as he tries to contain the terror that runs through his body.
The werewolf senses movement behind you and turns to face your direction, crouching down low and growling menacingly as it takes a step forward, sniffing the air again before focusing on you, trying to figure out what you are exactly.
Marcus stares at the werewolf, utterly terrified, unable to move. "Please..." his voice comes out weak, lower than a whisper, begging for mercy from whatever the werewolf wants.
The werewolf narrows it's eyes as you make yourself known to it, stalking closer and sniffing the air around you once more before looking into your fear filled gaze, it's heart racing almost as quickly as yours. Something about you strikes a chord within it, calling out for protection and belonging, an overwhelming urge to care for and mate with you fills it's body. It doesn't know why, but it knows that it can't let anything happen to you.
"Come out where I can see you..." it growls softly. "I won't hurt you."
Marcus was startled by the werewolf's deep voice. "I-I can't..." he said weakly, his legs unable to move due to fear, trembling in place.
The werewolf crouches down even lower, looking directly into your frightened eyes. "You can, and you will," it growls softly, with an almost protective undertone. It takes another step forward, moving closer to where you're hiding.
"I promise I won't hurt you..."
Marcus took a deep breath, exhaling shakily. He moved one leg with difficulty, still trembling with fear, slowly emerging from behind the tree until he was in full view of the werewolf. Marcus stood there, trembling, trusting, against his own judgment, that the werewolf wouldn't hurt him.
As you step out into the open, the werewolf tenses up slightly, it's eyes never leaving yours as it waits for your next move. The overwhelming urge to care for and protect you grows stronger by the moment, overriding any primal instincts it might have otherwise. With a low growl, more of an affectionate rumble, the werewolf crouches down again, moving slowly and carefully closer until they're only inches apart.
Their warm breath tickles your face as they sniff delicately around your neck and shoulders, taking in your scent before looking into your eyes once more, searching for any sign of fear or discomfort. "You are safe with me," the werewolf whispers softly. "Do you understand that?"
Marcus closes his eyes tightly as he feels the werewolf's breath so close to his skin. He nods slowly, not even confirming the beast's words; not that he could do anything else.
The werewolf lets out a soft huff of air, relieved that you understand and seem to trust it. It takes a step back, moving away slightly before crouching down once more. "My name is Kane," it introduces itself, gaze never leaving your face as it waits for you to say yours in return.
The werewolf shifts uncomfortably on its haunches, feeling the need to mate and claim you growing stronger by the moment. It knows that if it doesn't find release soon, it might lose control around you, endangering what little trust you've placed in it.
"I'm... I'm Marcus..." he says weakly, still uneasy and afraid. The werewolf doesn't really seem that fierce, but his imposing presence is truly overwhelming.
Kane looks down at you with a mix of gentleness and desire in his eyes. "You're safe with me, Marcus," he whispers, then tilts his head to the side. "Please... would you like to touch me?" he asks, voice quivering slightly as he struggles to control himself.
The werewolf shifts restlessly once more, feeling the need to be close to you, to feel your hands on him and claim you as his own. His cock throbs hungrily, leaking pre-cum onto the forest floor with each labored breath he takes.
Marcus opens his eyes, completely surprised by Kane's request. "W-what?" he says nervously, taking a small step back. "T-touch you?"
Kane tenses up at your reaction, his body tensing with restrained anger and desire as he struggles to keep control around you. "I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice rough and low. "It's just... during my heat..." He pauses for a moment, visibly struggling to find the words before continuing, "Please, Marcus... I need you to touch me."
His eyes plead with you, hopeful that somehow you can understand what he needs and help him through this. His cock twitches as precum leaks faster now, a small puddle forming beneath it on the forest floor.
Marcus's body tensed completely at the sound of the werewolf's word 'heat.' Something told him this momentary peace wouldn't last long, and perhaps Kane... could rape him. Fear coursed through Marcus again at the thought. Without looking the werewolf in the eye, he slowly approached him, trembling. When he was close enough, he reached out, taking Kane's penis in his hand, and began to stroke it slowly and uncertainly. Marcus looked away as he did so, a mixture of terror and disgust coursing through his body.
Kane lets out a shuddering breath as you touch him, his hips bucking forward involuntarily. His cock feels so good in your hand, the gentle stroke sending waves of pleasure through his body. Your touch only heightens his need to claim and mate with you, the growls building up deep in his chest as he struggles to control himself.
"Yes..." he moans softly, arching his back. "That feels good..." He leans forward, pressing his forehead against yours as he pants heavily, trying to regain some sense of calm. "Marcus... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... I just need you to touch me." His voice is barely above a whisper now, filled with desire and desperation.
His muscles twitch and flex beneath your hands as he continues to pleasure himself through your touch, the need growing more intense by the moment. His cock throbs hungrily in your grip, leaking pre-cum onto the ground around you both.
A shiver runs through Marcus's body when Kane pronounces his name. He swallows hard and continues to masturbate the werewolf's cock, faster, harder, hoping this will end soon.
Kane closes his eyes tightly as you stroke him faster and harder, the sensation overwhelming his senses. His hips buck wildly, pushing against your hand as he loses control to the need to release. The sound of your heart racing fills his ears, mingling with your ragged breaths as he comes violently, thrusting his hips upwards and spraying his hot seed all over your hands and chest.
He collapses forward onto his front, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. "I'm sorry..." he whispers hoarsely. "It shouldn't have gone that far."
"Y-yes... whatever..." Marcus said weakly, a mixture of fear and disgust in his voice; he felt awful. He clumsily tried to wipe the semen off his shirt and hands. This strange encounter was over. "I-I already helped you..." he began awkwardly. "...I...I can go home now... right?" His voice trembled, almost begging that he really could leave and never come back.
Kane's muscles twitch and flex underneath his fur as he listens to your tentative words. His cock twitches once more, almost hardening at the thought of losing you already. The urge to claim and mate with you still burns fiercely inside him, but something else seems to be taking hold now.
"You can go home, yes," he says gently, turning his head to look at you over his shoulder. "But... I want you to know that I won't hurt you. You belong with me." His eyes search yours for any sign of understanding or fear. "Do you believe that?"
Marcus was taken aback by Kane's words. "W-what are you talking about?" he asked nervously. "I-I don't belong to you..." he said, slightly annoyed despite his fear. "I only helped you... because I was afraid you'd kill me..." he admitted nervously. A small tear escaped his eye. "I-I just want to go home..." his voice sounded frightened and helpless. He knew he couldn't do anything if the werewolf tried to hold him.
Kane cocks his head curiously at your words before replying with a small chuckle. "I see... but I can't help feeling like you belong here with me." His voice is gentle and comforting, almost lulling you into believing that he means no harm. "If you want to go home, then by all means, leave," he says with a shrug. "But know this: if you ever decide that I am your place... your pack..." he pauses, searching for the right words, "Your home... then return to me. And know that I will protect and care for you always."
His eyes hold yours steady, daring you to disbelieve him or turn away from his offer. But there's something undeniably genuine in his gaze, a tenderness that speaks of the truth behind his words.
Marcus stares at the werewolf, a mixture of fear and mild annoyance in his eyes. "G-goodbye..." he stammers nervously, his tone almost cruel, turning away, trying to get away from Kane and out of the woods. Marcus had no intention of spending the rest of his life in a forest with a beast.
Kane watches you leave, feeling a pang of sadness in his chest despite knowing that it's what you want. As your footsteps fade into the distance, he sighs heavily and begins to shift back into human form, his muscles tensing and relaxing as his fur gives way to smooth, pale skin. His cock shrinks back into its sheath with a wet, squelching sound and he curls up on the forest floor, still trembling from the intensity of his heat.
It'll take some time for him to regain control now; until then, all he can do is hope that you really are happy and safe wherever it is you've chosen to go.
Marcus continued walking through the darkness of the forest, completely lost and disoriented. Fear and anguish coursed through his body. "Damn it..." he muttered to himself. "...where the hell am I?" He looked around, seeing trees and darkness. He kept walking, listening to noises all around him, trying to convince himself it was just nature. His heart raced, and with it, his pace, and he began to run aimlessly. He could feel his heart pounding in his ears, completely terrified, until he tripped. "FUCK!" he said, before falling to the ground and rolling violently, crashing into branches and bushes. When he stopped, Marcus let out a pained groan, looked around in disorientation, and saw a naked person on the ground. "W-what?" he murmured, confused. He had been wandering in circles in the forest, and ended up in the same place where he had left Kane, only he still didn't know that person was him.
Kane jolts awake at the sound of your voice, his senses on high alert as he instantly recognizes you as the human male from before. His heart races with a mixture of relief and confusion, wondering how you managed to find your way back here and whether or not it was intentional. As he tries to decide what to do next, he realizes that his cock is still mostly hard despite having calmed down significantly since its earlier release.
"Marcus... are you okay?" he asks cautiously, his voice hoarse from sleep and exertion. His gaze darts around the area, on the lookout for any potential threats before returning to meet your eyes again. "What are you doing back here?"
Marcus stares at the naked man in surprise. "W-what?" he says, confused. "H-how do you know my name?" he asks, not understanding what's happening; he didn't really know Kane in his human form. "I-I... I'm just trying to get out of the woods..." he says nervously, looking away from the naked man.
Kane tilts his head slightly at your confused and nervous behavior, unsure if it's because he knows your name or something else entirely. "My name is Kane," he replies gently, a genuine smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I'm...a werewolf." He waits for you to process this information before continuing, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "And I want you to stay with me."
His gaze bores into yours, searching for any sign of understanding or fear. It's almost as if he needs your acceptance in order to feel whole again.