Thread: Riding Hood (GooglexLingeringDesire)

Werewolves were... well for the lack of a better word that were rather rare. Centuries ago they had apparently been much more common place, entire villages of them living and thriving. Over time humans had caught wind of their existence though and while the average werewolf could easily rip apart a full grown man with its bare hands humans were more numerous. They had come close to driving werewolves to extinction but in the end they failed, over the generations the memory began to fade and myths began to grow, stories of full moons and silver. People had forgotten the truth and the surviving werewolves learned to use this to advantage. So long as they weren't to numerous, so long as they stuck to small groups and avoided giving away their secrets they would be able to thrive again. They might not be nearly as numerous as they once were but it was far safer that way. Of course there was another reason werewolves weren't very common, reproduction was a tricky thing. Their numbers were thin and they tended to be distrustful of other packs... so to keep the lines from becoming inbred they often looked to the outside in order to breed a new generation. Few humans were suitable to this, some liked to claim that it was because of recessive genes among the population but the truth wasn't entirely certain. There might be no shame when two werewolves bred but the strongest offspring seemed to come from a wolf mating with a suitable human. There was a scent to suitable breeding partners among the humans, it was a subtle thing, if you weren't paying attention you would only be able to catch the slightest hint and it took real focus to be sudden. Instinctively Roman focused the moment he caught that slight hint, his body reacting all on its own, libido jumping into over drive, his body starting to pumps out subtle pheromones. Even before he could see her, and he knew it was a young woman, he wanted her and the smirk that was on Paul's face told him that the older wolf was well aware of what the young alpha was able to smell. If it wasn't for how old Paul was then Roman likely would have already taken a swing at him, it was instinctive, unclaimed and suitable females were an important resource that were worth fighting over. And when she came in... well then it was a settled thing. She looking to be a little more then a decade Roman's junior but that never bothered him. Hell he was a criminal and the idea of a suitable female being untouchable until she was eighteen never made much sense. He didn't just desire her, he needed her, he needed to posses her, to devour her, to pin her down and breed her again and again. Immediately he was on his feet, noting just how much shorter then she was then him, but then again being six three made many people look short. He remained silent, Roman wasn't exactly trusting himself to speak in that moment, worrying that he might growl at her or something. As it was he wasn't able to take his eyes off her as she approached the bed and offered Paul a magazine, smut Roman noted without any surprise in the least. Making this pretty thing bring you this shit? He sneered, knowing the old man was likely just happy to have suitable breeding material around even if she was well beyond his reach. She was rushing, that wouldn't do at all, he couldn't let her get away, taking long steps as he moved to keep up with her though when she tripped he paused for a moment. Her ass up in the air, almost as if she were offering herself to him, ready to be mounted. All he would need to do was push up her dress and help himself. Kneeling down behind her he was ready to just this when he shook his head, the wolf might be demanding it but he was also a man and could show some restraint. You alright? He grunted, voice coming out much harsher then he would have like, reaching out to grip her hips in both hands, enjoying the feel for a moment, the knowledge that he could easily take her, before rising to his feet and lifting her as well, making sure to set her down on her own feet. He was standing right behind her, just an inch or two away from her, the scent intoxicating. I can't believe that old dog was able to get you to bring along porn for him, pretty little thing like you shouldn't be purchasing the trash like this.