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Red Hot Lust (Mr. Wolf x OC)

Warnings: Smut and Blood

This is just a preview to the full fanfic called “Little Red and the Big Bad Wolf” on AO3 and Fanfiction.net, if you like this then feel free to check it out! <3

All characters but Sarah (Red) and her grandmother belong to Dreamworks

Sorry for any OOC and grammar mistakes!

The room was dark and cold, the only sound heard was the light pitter-patter of rain and her grandmother's soft snoring. She lay on her bed, staring out of the window and watching as the raindrops made trails down the glass. Both she and her grandmother had been bunking with the notorious Bad Guys for around a week now. The tension was high between everyone. But thankfully Mr. Wolf, the leader of the group, was able to simmer temperatures down with his charisma and excuse that he had a plan. Though she honestly believed he didn’t. She knew was the Bad Guys were up against, and if her grandparents weren’t able to take down the Dire Wolves, then she doubted the Bad Guys could.

With a sigh she sat up in her bed, looking over at the sleeping form of her grandmother. Her age was becoming more apparent over the past several months, ever since the Dire Wolves tracked them down. She blamed herself, if she had not been so careless with her going on with Mr. Wolf, then the notorious gang never would’ve tracked them down.

“Thank god you’ve been fucking around with that wolf,” her grandmother grumbled as the Bad Guys fought amongst themselves.

She looked at her grandmother with shock, embarrassment, and confusion, “W-What?”

Her grandmother looked down at her, her piercing silver eyes burring into her granddaughter’s soul, “You don’t think I wouldn’t have noticed?” She questioned with a hiss, “I’ve seen you sneak out, I’ve heard the two of you late at night when you think I’m asleep,” her granddaughter flushed red, “Let’s just hope you can keep him satisfied enough.”

The girl glared at her grandmother's sleeping form. She used to be so gentle towards her, ever since her mother's imprisonment. But now she’s gotten cold and cruel, she knew deep down it was due to stress but it still aggravated her. She swung her legs over the bed and winced as it creaked. She wrapped her arms around herself as the cold bit at her exposed skin. She slowly made her way out of her room, peering out of the hallway to see if anyone else was up and about. The hideout was mostly dark with only the faint illumination from the streetlights outside. She slowly made her way down the hall, making her way towards the room that housed a sleeping wolf.

Chills ran down her spine as she stood in front of his door, the sound of soft growls could be heard behind the sturdy piece of wood that blocked her from her prize. She took a deep breath before turning the knob. The room was quite fancy with a queen-sized bed with a gold-trimmed comforter and piles of cash that were strewn across the floor. Lying on the bed was Mr. Wolf, his body entangled in his thing sheets that perfectly hugged his lean yet muscular body. She couldn’t help but find it cute how his snores were more like soft growls, she had fallen asleep to them many a night and even now she grew tired from hearing the noise that gave her so much comfort. She gently closed the door behind her before peering over to his closet, anticipating coursing through her as she slowly made her way over. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she was met with a reflection of herself when she opened the closet door. With a soft exhale she eyed the clothes. Crisp white dress shirts hung as well as suit jackets ranging from white to blue. She glanced back at the wolf to confirm he was still asleep before reaching into the closet and pulling out one of the dress shirts.

Her freckled cheeks flushed red as she held the shirt in her hands, shakily bringing it up to her nose and inhaling softly. Immediately she was overwhelmed with Wolfs Cologne mixed with his natural scent. She melted as the scent invaded her nostrils, how she missed his scent, his touch, his soft words, the way he moaned and whimpered when she pleasured him-

“Well, well, isn’t this a sight.”

She spun around with a gasp, the shirt falling from her hands. There lying propped up with one elbow was Mr.Wolf, his yellow eyes burning holes into her as he stared her up and down. Drinking in the sight of her tank top and black panties.

“Pretty brave of you to come into the big bad wolf's room,” he said with a smirk.

She relaxed some and replied, “Well, it’s not like I haven’t been in here before.”

He stared at her for a moment, drinking in her appearance before pulling away from the covers, signaling her to join him. She blushed and made her way over, crawling into the bed beside him. He pulled the covers over her and wrapped his arm around her waist.

“What’re you still doing up, Red?”

The nickname still gave her butterflies. While it was a little unoriginal due to her red-dyed hair, she couldn’t help but love it. Though it could’ve been because it was only Wolf who called her that.

“I couldn’t sleep,” she mumbled into his chest, “I kept thinking about all that’s happened.”

He hummed and rubbed her back, “I get it, I’ve been thinking about it too,” he then gave a soft chuckle, “I was hoping you just missed me.”

She laughed, “It was that too. It’s hard to sleep when you’re not around.”

“Funny, people usually sleep easier when I’m not around.”

“Yeah, well, they don’t know you.”

He hummed in acknowledgment before burying his nose in her short curly red hair. She smelled like strawberries and freshly baked bread, even when she wasn’t working at the bakery she still always carried the scent with her.

“Wolf?”

“Hmm?”

“You’re tails wagging.”

His cheeks darkened, he could practically hear her smirk as the gentle thumping of his tail meeting the mattress could be heard.

She looked up at him, her emerald green eyes filled with a playful curiosity, “Do I really make you that happy?”

He scoffed and looked away from her, “Don’t let it go to your head.”

She giggled as she raised her hand to meet the base of his ear, “Aw, don’t be like that,” her gaze darkened as she began to scratch behind his ear, “Who’s my good boy?”

Wolf's breath hitched as a shiver ran down his spine, “S-Sarah,” he breathed, “Don’t do this.”

Her voice deepened, “Don’t do what?”

He gripped her wrist tightly as he snarled down at her, “You’re playing with fire.”

Fear and excitement coursed through her as Wolf's razor-sharp teeth glinted in the street lights. He could so easily kill her if he wanted to, all he had to do is wrap those powerful jaws around her neck and add just a bit of pressure. The danger just aroused her more. She knew he had been pent up, what with the Dire Wolves, the Bad Guys, and now having her and her grandmother living with them. He had always been gentle when they slept together, careful of his claws, fangs, and sheer strength. He’d always refuse her when she told him to be rough, but now with all these pent-up frustrations, she was hoping he’d go harder.

“You don’t scare me, Wolfie.”

She was taken aback when a deep vicious growl admitted from the back of his throat. Before she knew it, he had pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, so tightly that she knew she’d have bruises. With his free hand, he had torn off her tank top, his mouth salivating as he stared down at her bare breasts. He snarled before lunging down and sucking her right nipple into his mouth as his free hand played with her left.

Sarah moaned softly and arched her back, “Wolfie, please-“ she yelped as his fangs nicked her nipple.

He chuckled at her reaction, pulling off with a soft ‘pop’ before staring into her eyes. His eyes were dark and starving, an expression she hadn’t seen since the first time they slept together, “You better watch yourself, Red,” he ran his tongue over the main artery in her neck, “If your not careful, then I’ll have to show you just how bad I can be.”

She laughed softly, “Please Wolfie, you’re a good boy, nothing you do can change my opinion.”

He groaned softly as his tail began to wag once again, “Fuck,” he whispered, “Say that again.”

She arched her back as she gently ground her sopping wet womanhood against him, “Good boy.”

He whimpered and thrust himself against her, his member already staining his heart printed boxers with pre cum. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began to rut against him, trying desperately to keep her moans down. Wolf removed his hand from her wrists and instead wrapped his arms around her body, giving him more stability to thrust against her. He wanted to be inside of her so badly, but the thought of stopping just for a second to remove their last articles of clothing sicken him. He didn’t want this pleasure to stop, even if it was for just a second. Their soft moans mixed together, Sarah had never heard something as so arousing as Wolfs moans. Just the mere thought of him losing all control and becoming a sobbing and writhing mess was enough to make her cum. She whimpered and writhed against Wolf, his name a mantra on her lips as her hips stuttered against him. Her panties became soaked with her cum and that was enough to snap Wolf out of his pleasure-induced haze.

Wolf ripped her legs away from his waist and was quick to tear off both her panties and his boxers, the second her panties were off he plunged his tongue into her womanhood as deep as he could go. Sarah arched her back and cried out as his fingers assaulted her clit while his tongue pressed against her G-spot.

“Oh Wolf,” she sobbed, “Please!”

He chuckled darkly, pulling away for a second to question her, “Please what?”

“Please, don’t stop!”

He moaned, “Good girl,” before running his tongue through the dark brunette curls that grew from her womanhood.

She whimpered as he carefully inserted his middle finger into her, curling it when he reached his knuckle. She covered her mouth as he began to assault her g-spot, her thighs perfectly framing Wolfs head. His golden eyes stared up at her, he took in every moment, not knowing when they’ll be able to be this intimate again.

Sarah’s hips jutted as Wolf could feel her walls tighten around his finger. She grabbed his fur and tried desperately to push him away.

“Wolf, s-stop, stop please!”

Panic shot through Wolf, she sounded afraid and pained. Had he scratched her? Did his fangs nick her? Was his grip on her too hard? His headshot away from her most sensitive region, his brows knitted together in confusion and worry.

“Sarah, are you ok? I didn’t hurt you-“

“No, no Wolf,” she panted as his finger left her empty and yearning, “You’re perfect,” she whispered as she gave him a soft smile, “I need you inside of me,” her eyes darkened, “I want your knot inside of me.”

Both his face and neck were red, she had wanted his knot before but he had always turned her down fearing that it would hurt her. But now, now he couldn’t resist the temptation. He reached over to his end table and opened the top drawer, he shuffled through its contents for a moment before swearing softly.

“I don’t have a condom,” he sighed.

“That’s ok.”

He was taken aback, “S-Sarah, you know what a knot it for… right?”

She nodded before leaning up and kissing him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Wolf moaned into the kiss, his claws running gently down her back.

She pulled away, breath hot against his lips as she whisper, “Please Wolfie, impregnate me.”

He had snapped, his primal instincts had fully taken over. He practically suplexed her into the bed, his claws piercing her fragile flesh allowing blood to slowly trickle from the small wounds. He wasted no time in thrusting himself into her, knot and all.

Sarah cried out in both pain and pleasure as Wolf began to snap his hips into her. There was a small part of her that worried that they’d wake up the others, the way the bed was slamming against the wall and with how loud Wolf was being with his growls, she wouldn’t have been surprised if they had woken the whole city.

She clutched the fur on the back of his neck, tugging at it as she cried into his shoulder. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist and she could feel how viscously his tail was wagging. She could faintly hear him growling out words, utterly filthy words that would make a sailor blush. Her core was tightening, her mind could barely keep up with the pleasure she was receiving. Then suddenly a searing pain was felt in her shoulder, she cried out as her walls clenched so tightly around him.

Wolf slammed his hips into her one last time before the hot ball of pleasure in his stomach burst. He moaned so loud as his cum filled her, her screams echoing throughout his room as her nails dug deep into his flesh. He rocked his hips a few more times, allowing her walls to milk out the last of his seed.

The afterglow began to fade as he tasted a sweet metallic substance, a warm wet fluid tripped from his maw. He unhooked his teeth from Sarah’s flesh, shock and horror contorting his face as he stared down at the large bite he had made on her shoulder.

“Sarah, oh shit, Sarah!” He panicked, he tried to pull himself free from her. In his panicked haze, he completely forgot he was knotted to her.

“Wolf,” she hissed out in pain. She clutched his shoulders and tightened her legs to keep him close, “I’m fine, you’re ok.”

“B-But I-“

She pressed her lips against his, Wolf whimpering as she scratched behind his ear.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, baby. You were perfect,” she moaned softly, “You’re such a good boy.”

He sighed softly, “That’s not going to work forever.”

She hummed and pressed a kiss onto his neck, “As long as it works right now.”

He kissed the top of her head before reaching down and grabbing the sheets, he pressed them against her bloody shoulder, the once-crisp white sheets turning instantly red.

“I love you, wolf. You know that, right?”

I don’t know why… “Yeah, I love you too, Red.”

He laid down with her, his arms wrapped tightly around her as she buried her face into the fur of his chest. He rubbed her back as he watched her drift off into a deep sleep. He kissed her forehead, trying to relish this moment. Knowing that once he awoke, he’d be confronted by his friends.

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