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one-britt-to-rule-them-all · 8 months

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Jack Howl in heat

Character: Jack Howl [Twisted Wonderland]

Genre: NSFW

CW: | Fem!Reader | Wolf mating behaviour | Jack being in heat |

Format: Drabble

Word Count: 2.5K

Disclaimer: All characters are portrayed as legal adults.

Minors, DNI. NSFW content below.

He finally had you all to himself. He had you away from the two blithering, Heartslabyul morons that were continuously glued to your side, away from your screeching little pet, and away from every student vying for your affection and attention. Tonight, Jack had you all to himself.

In the dead of night, he found himself in your bedroom at Ramshackle, away from Savanaclaw. Over his dead body, Jack would let the other beastmen get a whiff of your potent scent.

Maybe he should have told you of his “predicament” beforehand, but for the reserved wolf beastman, it was an embarrassing thing to admit. But hey, even though Jack hadn’t outright told you what was going on, you had been receptive to every single one of his advances — a good sign. He’d been holding back for a while, but his patience had reached a boiling point, and now was the time to go in for the kill.

Had you been more well-read on wolf behaviour, you would have put two and two together. Maybe you should have done more research on wolves the moment you began dating a wolf beastman, but alas, you did not. Naively, it didn’t quite cross your mind that Jack’s wolf features extended beyond aesthetics.

The night had started simple; just you and your lover in bed, Jack resting on his back as your head laid on his chest. A muscular arm was draped around your neck, holding you. You thought Jack seemed a little tense — stiff and heart rattling against his rib cage, but he was the one to initiate this impromptu cuddle session, so you weren’t quite sure what had him in a tizzy.

And, although very quiet, you were sure you could hear quiet little whines coming from Jack. The sound was so uncharacteristic to hear from him that you’d lifted yourself from his chest, looking at him with a questioning gaze and a tilt of your head.

“Jack…? You okay?” You asked.

He didn’t offer much of an answer, only a grunt as he clenched his eyes shut and tensed his jaw. Unbeknownst to you, Jack was fighting against his instincts. The primal urges in him begged him to throw you down, manhandle you and mount you to ram his aching cock deep inside you. But he wanted to do this right.

Honestly, he’d have to pat himself on the back for the self-restraint he’s showing… especially with your scent invading his senses.

Instead, he sat up, looking you in the eyes with his usual intense and hardened gaze, yet it seemed even more piercing than usual, completely lost in thought as he tried to gauge the right moment. The words ‘Should I?’ were echoing in his mind.

But his patience wavered, and it was now or never to go for it.

Leaning in, Jack pressed his lips against yours in a seemingly innocent, quick kiss that you immediately reciprocated. Then came a second kiss and a third until your lips began melding together in a heated make-out session that grew in fervour and intensity as the seconds ticked by. His arms snaked around your back, pulling you flush against his broad chest.

You let him take the lead, revelling in the passionate affection Jack was offering you.

It wasn’t that Jack despised affection or anything of the like. Coming off as cold and distant, he was reserved and was never one to show much emotion; instead, he chose to keep a rugged exterior and front despite the warmth he held within his heart for those who had earned his respect. You were okay with that, finding his “tsundere” ways rather amusing once you found out just how easily flustered the wolf beastman could genuinely be when called out on his obvious facade.

Needless to say, Jack had you like putty in his hands with this sudden burst of assertiveness, pressing his body against yours and giving you some of the hottest open-mouth kisses you’ve ever received.

Then, you found yourself being lowered on your back, Jack hovering over your body and panting as he looked at you in a way that was comparable to a predator staring down its prey.

He lowered himself closer to your face, opting to rub his nose against yours in a surprisingly cute display of affection that had you laughing softly. The sound caused Jack’s ears to flatten against his head, somewhat embarrassed by your reaction to his behaviour, yet he felt so relieved to finally act on his instincts.

He rubbed his face on yours before dipping lower to your neck, where he continued to nuzzle you. You would have continued giggling at the ticklish sensation, but your laughter was abruptly cut off by a soft moan slipping your lips as his tongue glided against your skin, licking with fervour.

Like an animal grooming his m– oh. The gears in your head began turning, and you had an inkling of what had gotten into Jack.

Against your leg, you could feel the sizeable bulge in Jack’s pants rubbing against you. Slowly rocking his hips, you could feel him humping your leg as he grunted against your neck. You couldn’t fool yourself: you were also aching between your legs.

And oh, you certainly weren’t fooling Jack. Halting his movements on your neck, he raised his nose and sniffed the air. As the scent of your arousal hit him, Jack’s ears flattened as he clenched his eyes closed and grit his teeth, a guttural growl rumbling from deep within his chest.

“… ‘M in heat,” he finally admitted, ears still flat as he refused to look you in the eye. His cheeks flushed a very light red, breaths coming out heavy.

Ah. That’s what you thought. His behaviour leading up to this moment now made sense.

“Why didn’t you say so? You big dope…” you said. “Come here.”

He sighed in relief as you gave him the green light, whining as his cock jumped when another wave of your scent invaded his senses. Ah, Seven, he needed you bad.

Before you knew it, you found yourself stripped of your clothes, thighs spread and held wide open by Jack’s tight grip. Panting, he stared long and hard at your glistening cunt, licking his lips. Lowering his head between your legs, he pressed his nose against your folds and inhaled your scent — an act of marking for wolves. The sudden act had your cheeks flushing with mild bashfulness.

Fuck — Jack couldn’t get enough of your scent, grunting and groaning with satisfaction as he took in your pheromones. He could smell how ready and willing you were for him to mate with him. His tongue slipped out, sloppily lapping at your slick pussy. He knew from your scent alone that you were ready for him, but he needed a taste of those potent pheromones of yours.

“Mm… J-Jack,” you moaned, gripping his hair.

He grunted in appreciation, drunk off your pussy. He stopped momentarily, inhaling your scent again before licking you again, marking you as his with every lick. You’d smell like him, and every beastman in Savanaclaw would step aside whenever you’d walk by. They’d all smell the unmistakable scent of a wolf’s claim. Even Leona himself would think twice about approaching you. Jack would make sure of it.

When finally satisfied, Jack pulled away from his spot between your legs, making you whine at the loss of contact. You writhed, spreading your legs further in an attempt to entice Jack to come back; your swollen clit throbbed, needy for release.

Jack gripped your hips, a flush of red painting his tanned cheeks as he took a moment to admire his work: your cunt all puffy and needy, dripping with a mixture of your arousal and his saliva. He sniffed the air again, satisfied to smell himself on you.

“Can’t hold back anymore… s’too much,” Jack said in a low tone, almost in a growl.

You yelped a bit as Jack flipped you over and onto your stomach with impressive strength. His large, rugged hands gripped at your flesh as he handled you, placing you in the exact position he wanted you. Maybe a little clichéd for a wolf to want to fuck you in doggy style, but it was instinctual for Jack — the perfect position for optimal mounting.

Not that you were complaining. It wasn’t like you’ve never thought of getting “face down, ass up” for this man.

The tension was thick as Jack’s clawed hands slid along your skin, gripping your ass and spreading your cheeks to get another good look. You could hear the sound of clinking metal as Jack undid his belt, a quiet “fuck” escaping him as he freed himself from the confines of his pants.

You inhaled sharply as the weight of his large cock – fuck, he was big – slid against your wet folds. Surprise filled your being as you felt a distinct bulge at the base of his dick, causing you to look over your shoulder.

“I… have a knot,” Jack admitted, almost sounding embarrassed. “It’s a canine thing.”

That made sense, and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t at all curious to take it. You could hardly wait to try something so… foreign to you. Men back in your world didn’t have knots, after all.

“Jack, please…”

And as needy and desperate as Jack was at that moment, you didn’t have to beg any further. With a steady grip on your hips, he slid his cock into your depths, stretching you out oh-so beautifully. The wolfman was in fucking heaven — your warmth, the tightness of your pretty little cunt pulled a primal growl from deep within his chest, sending shivers down your spine.

Large and rough hands held onto your hips with a tight grip, claws somewhat digging into your skin as if trying to ground himself — to prevent himself from pounding you, instead giving steady and shallow thrusts to ease himself slowly, allowing your pussy the time to adjust and accommodate his size.

Then came his knot, and fuck, your jaw fell slack as your breath caught in your throat in a breathless moan. If you thought Jack’s cock was thick, then you had no words to describe his knot.

“Almost there, babe…” Jack grunted.

And with one final, hard thrust, Jack’s hips were flush against your ass, knot stretching your walls beyond anything you’ve ever felt before. Ever the caring boyfriend, Jack allowed you a moment to adjust to the sudden, foreign intrusion and to catch your breath — heaven knows you’ll need it for the fucking coming your way.

Because as soon as you gave Jack the go-ahead, the room was filled with the lewd sounds of your wet pussy being ravaged by Jack. With his strength, Jack had no qualms manhandling you, roughly grabbing you by the hips and pulling you back and forth onto his cock, practically using you as a fleshlight – in the heat of the moment, all reservations were gone, and Jack couldn’t do anything but act out on pure instinct.

Fast, deep, making sure to bottom out with every single thrust, Jack was hitting all of your most sensitive spots; all you could do was stay there and take it.

“F-Fuck… that’s good,” Jack groaned. “You take me so well, babe.”

His hands momentarily abandoned their spot on your hips to pull his shirt over his head, discarding it to the floor.

Incoherently moaning his name, praising the size of his cock, how good he made you feel – that’s all you could do, and oh did Jack revel in the praise. You could practically feel his cock jump inside of you with every moan that slipped past your lips.

“J-Jack…! H-Harder, please!” You begged, wanting him to fully let go and give in to instincts.

“E-Eh…?” Jack said, pace momentarily slowing. “Are you sure you know what you’re asking?”

“Mhm… please,” you said, glancing at him from over your shoulder with watery, widened eyes that screamed desperation.

“… you asked for it. Ain’t no going back after that,” Jack said.

Your breath momentarily hitched before a loud, lewd and prolonged moan escaped you as Jack slid his cock out, only leaving the tip in, before pounding back in with breathtaking force – over and over again, his pace only increasing with every thrust.

Oh, Jack was growling, revelling in the rough, primal fucking. Instincts fully taking over, he lowered himself, warm and sweaty chest pressing against your backside, mounting you.

The only thing keeping you from collapsing from the rough treatment on your body was Jack’s arm, which was wrapped around your abdomen, keeping you upright. His free hand slid up to your throat, gripping it right under your chin to tilt your head up, and with your ear now right next to his mouth, you could hear every deep grunt and feel every puff of his warm breath.

He was all around you, his larger frame easily overpowering yours as he pressed himself against you. Your senses were filled with him – overwhelmingly so – going straight between your legs as the thread that had been steadily building in your core threatened to snap.

And slowly but surely, you began feeling Jack’s knot swelling, growing bigger and further stretching your fucked-out pussy.

“G-Gonna come soon,” Jack grunted, nipping at your ear. “Gonna fill you up, mark you as mine.”

Although holding on by a thin thread of sanity, Jack refused to come before you did, and so letting go of your throat, he reached between your legs to stroke steady circles around your clit.

Planting your face into the sheets below you, effectively muffling your loud screams of ecstasy, the extra stimulation to your sensitive clit pushed you over the edge. Clamping down hard on Jack’s cock as you came, Jack muttered incoherent curses at the sudden tightness.

With a few final, powerful thrusts, the tip of his cock hit your cervix, his knot swelling to its full size as he emptied his load right at the entrance of your womb, growling loudly and throwing his head back.

Panting, sweaty and completely spent, the two of you remained connected. Glancing over your shoulder, you sent Jack a cute smile, paired with your droopy and tired eyes, effectively flustering the wolf man. His ears flattened as a hue of pink decorated his cheeks, looking at you like a deer caught in headlight before looking away bashfully.

Adorable, truly. As if he hadn’t just rearranged your insides.

Still, Jack had some bite left in him as he gripped your body, shifting both of your positions so that you were both lying on your sides, Jack spooning you with his cock still firmly nested inside your warmth.

“… my uh… knot should go down in about thirty minutes. We’ll be stuck together until then…” he says in a gruff but somewhat shy tone.

A half-truth, really. While his swollen knot would normally keep him locked with his mate, you weren’t a wolf beastwoman, and so your walls didn’t clamp down hard enough to remain locked with him.

Really, Jack just wanted a few more minutes of intimacy with you but was too shy to admit to it outright.

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thegoldencontracts · 14 days

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The Oddity Of Kindness

Jade finds you quite amusing, really. He can't help but wish to catch you off-guard. And yet, his plans are thrown off by your dastardly schemes of- genuine kindness?

Notes: NGL Jade would actually make a really good Kaguya from love is war but at the same time I like it better when there is no shirogane... Just him doing that stuff and some random person who's incredibly nice (I low-key wanna make this fic a series guys HELP-)

Jade always found you to be quite the peculiar individual. You never displayed the fear characteristically shown around him. Oblivious, perhaps?

Your peculiarity just made you all the more fascinating. Jade couldn't help but wonder how you'd react upon finding out his true nature.

He'd lamented this to Floyd. Floyd had just said he was being "lame". How foolish. Jade was most certainly not being lame, in fact, he was being incredibly cunning in his schemes to catch you off-guard. He was intelligent, analyzing your weaknesses with am effortless prowess rarely seen, and he had a flawless plan.

Really, it would be so amusing to toy with you a tad. After all, what could you possibly do against him?

"You're blushing, Jade," Azul had commented idly as Jade left to meet you at the botanical gardens, where you went every Saturday morning to pick strawberries. Somehow, Trey let you pick them without charging anything like he had with Jade. You must've been a genius of wit to make that happen.

"Perhaps you require an eye-exam, Azul," Jade said with a laugh. Honestly, what sort of lovesick fool did Azul think he was? Blushing like some schoolgirl meeting their crush! "Your glasses clearly aren't high enough in power. Would you like me to schedule an appointment for you?"

Azul merely rolled his eyes.

"You would do well to get yourself an eye exam," he said, waving Jade off with a shoo. Whatever. Azul simply failed to comprehend Jade's plan. Really, most people would. It was so dastardly Jade couldn't help but feel a bit bad at his own cold-hearted nature.

He was going to fluster you. That was the end goal. He'd already laid out a step-by-step process, along with backup-plans for your every counter.

The first step was to enter the greenhouse. He'd just done that. The second was to walk over to where you were. Closer, closer, taking in the slight scent of petrichor, the fresh, ruby-red strawberries that surrounded you, until...

"Ah, Jade!" You jumped up at the sight of him, rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly upon facing him. "Sorry. Didn't see you there."

He smiled, making sure to keep his mouth closed. It made him seem polite, but slightly unnerving due to the way the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Phase one of his plan - to catch you off-guard and leave you at a disadvantage - was a success. It was time for phase two.

"Don't worry," he said. "I completely understand. Regardless, I'm rather curious as to what you're doing. You show up at the garden rather often at this exact time, you see."

He'd just combined steps three and four into one. He'd both unnerved you a bit more by implying that he'd observed your habits and made for a smooth transition to bringing up why he came to the botanical gardens.

"Oh, I'm just here to pick some strawberries for Trey!" So you picked those as a favor to him. That explained why Trey never attempted to seek payment. "He's pretty swamped in Heartslabyul most days, so I like to deliver the strawberries to him."

So you were kind, yes, but that was nothing but old news. More importantly, why weren't you unnerved by the fact that Jade seemed to know you well?

"What about you?" You asked. "I can't name a time, but I know you come here pretty often too. Mind sharing why?"

So, it'd finally come to this. Jade could already picture the sight of you caught off-guard. It would be so tantalizing- amusing. It would be amusing. Not tantalizing, and certainly not something to savor.

"You truly wish to know? It might frighten you," he said, with that typical, unnerving grin of his. But you didn't even bat an eye. How peculiar.

"Yeah, sure!" You said.

His plan was coming to an amusing fruition. Jade knew his eyes were sparkling as he started his ramble.

"I have a love for mushrooms," he said. "The beautiful, often poisonous things. I come here to grow them. I cultivate them ad best as I can, you know. Some fungi can't be grown here. Those tend to be more poisonous. The fun ones. And then, after a long time, the mushrooms are ready for cultivation. The ones that seem edible get fed to others. And yet, they must complain. I still remember the ghost chef who kept insisting it was rude to feed others mushrooms that freeze the tomgue. How odd, no? It was merely a bit of fun."

Silence ensued, with you keeping your hand clasped firmly over your mouth. Jade grinned. He'd done it. To think, you were so easily frightened. How amusing.

But then, you burst into laughter.

"What seems to be the matter?" He said. This wasn't what he expected to happen. Most people were dying to run away, yet paralyzed in fear.

"I- hah, sorry," you said, wheezing in attempts to catch your breath. "You're just so cute when you talk about your mushrooms. And then you were looking at me at the end like you were expecting something, and I just couldn't help it!"

At his reaction, you seemed to come to a realization.

"Did you actually think that'd scare me?" Here it was. You'd show your less kind side to mock him.

But then, your expression seemed to somber for a bit, before you puffed yourself up in an act of resoluteness.

"All those people who tell you it's weird are wrong!" You said, seeming awfully indignant. "You're cute when you get all excited and your eyes sparkle, a-and I loved learning more about your cultivation process. The information's a bonus, not something to put up with!"

You thought he was- cute? T-That wasn't true at all! Jade wasn't cute, he was a predator, and he was cold and cunning in a way that had brought fear upon others! Even as a child, he'd been feared by the high-profile clients Father had him hunt.

So how could you of all people think he was cute? This was utterly absurd. No one thought he was cute, especially not when he talked about mushrooms!

His mouth went dry. His face felt so hot it felt like it would combust any second. What was he to do? He'd never thought this would happen!

"You okay, Jade? Your face is really red," you said. Somehow, you seemed nothing but concerned. There wasn't an ounce of malice in your eyes, and he didn't understand that. Why? Weren't you going to attempt to take advantage of this rare moment of weakness? To garner a favor?

"I- must leave," he said, swallowing rapidly in hopes of overcoming the knot that seemed to form in his throat. "Until next time. This was a pleasure."

"Yeah, I was really nice getting to know you better!" You said. "And don't feel bad about how red your face is! I think it's super cute! But, since it probably means you're sick, rest up, okay?"

What sort of dastardly trick was this? You couldn't possibly be so well-intentioned. So caring, so concerned, over him? It was incomprehensible.

A retreat. He had to stage a retreat. This was too much.

"Hey, Jade!" Said Floyd, right as Jade had strained the illusion of safety. "You're so red right now? 'Rest up, okay'?"

Floyd had- heard everything?

"You'd beat be quiet, dear brother," he said. His voice cracked. Jade's voice never cracked! That simply wasn't something that happened.

"No, no, Floyd is right," said none other than Azul, approaching Jade from the other direction. He was trapped. "What happened to you? Perhaps your little crush managed to turn the tables on you?"

There was nothing to speculate for either of them. They'd seen it all go down. But Jade had to put an end to this somehow.

"It would be a shame if I were to tell everyone about both of your more embarrassing moments, now wouldn't it?" That wasn't nearly as subtle as Jade would've liked. But it did the trick, and got both Azul and Floyd to quit revelling in his suffering.

"Why must you be this way?"

"Boo. Killjoy."

Jade couldn't help but let out a small laugh at their comments as he pulled himself together.

"Regardless, the Prefect truly is a fascinating character," he said. You really were quite the odd one, weren't you?

Change of plans. He didn't want to fluster you anymore. No.

Now, he was going to woo you.

#jade leech #twst jade #twisted wonderland #twst #jade leech x reader #jade leech x you #jade x you #jade #jade x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst fanfic #ik flustered jade isn't all that popular (at least not from what I've sen T_T)#But PLEASE YOU HAVE TO SEE THE VISION PLEAS EPLEASE #Istg im gonna give in to the intrusive thoughts and make this a series #just to make more flustered jade #because I've seen basically nothing

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