Context: You're a prison guard that works with maximum security individuals. Maybe it's because of your kindness, or maybe because you're a little fluffy, but the other guards routinely say you're too soft. Some of the prisoners seem to appreciate it, though. One such friend you've made is in a mountain of a werewolf named Vieral who you only know is on Death Row for killing a lot of people. Seems as if Death has called his number, and you're on the prison bus to take him there. You wonder if he might finally reveal why he did what he did to you... but it seems he has other things in mind.

Setting: The prison bus/a dust town

Tags:[M4A][Enemies to Lovers][Sadistic Deathrow Werewolf Speaker][Chubby Prison Guard Listener][Amicable]to[Hostage][Marking][Confession][Betrayal][Sundown][Yandere?][Flirting][Chained/Collared][Supernatural][VERY Spicy][CW: Violence/Mentions of Prison/Death Row/Kidnapping]

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Note: His name is pronounced 'Veer-ahl', if you care to use it

[Scene opens on a prison bus]

[SFX: A collar’s chain rattling]

[A massive, unreadable werewolf nods to you as you greet him]

“Mmh. Morning, Lamb. Sorry, don’t mean to scratch at the collar… Damned thing is itchy, even after all these years.”

[Pause?]

“How am I feelin’? Well, relieved, I suppose. Been on death row for three years now, I’m getting tired of waiting for you humans to do what would have taken a werewolf ten seconds. One more field trip on the prison bus before I have to say goodbye to my favorite fluffy little prison guard, hm?”

[...]

“Hmph, why I killed them all doesn’t matter, Lamb. I’m afraid you’ll just have to accept that as my final answer. But don’t look so down, hm? You aren’t meant to be treating us monsters kindly at all, much less monster prisoners. The other prison guards will keep mistreating you…”

[Pause]

[The werewolf smiles. You think]

“About that and your figure. Which, for the record, I still think is delightful.”

[Pause?]

[He laughs]

“I mean it! Werewolves appreciate padding. Good for keeping warm in the winter.”

[SFX: The bus hitting a bump and Vieral grunting in pain]

[Pause!]

“Gah! Damned dirt roads… Feels like the collar gets tighter with each bump the prison bus hits…”

[...]

“...Mon Cher, don’t look sorry for a washed-up old werewolf. I’ll be able to feel it off of me soon enough, same as the other unfortunate souls here.”

[Pause?]

[His smile chills you to the core]

“Oh… No, I don’t mean at prison. You might want to hide behind me, little Lamb, otherwise-”.

[SFX: An explosion/the bus crashing]

[One moment, you’re upright. The next, you’re floating and looking about in confusion. Then, you’re completely out, the last thing you hear is screaming]

[Fade Out… Time Skip/Pause]

[Fade In…]

[SFX: A chain rattling]

[You start with a pained gasp, groping blindly around you. A chain hangs around your neck and you try and tug it away]

[SFX: The chain pulling taut]

[Pause!]

[A familiar rumble whisks over your face and you can vaguely make out Vieral looming over you]

“Rest yourself now, mon cher… The prison bus took quite a nasty fall.”

[P-Pause?]

“Well, of course, I planted the bomb on the bus before we left. You didn’t really think I was going to let the humans put me down like a literal dog, right…?”

[...]

“I was so worried when I saw you were going to be on it with me, but… I wasn’t going to let any harm come to you. You’re a little shaken up, but all your parts still work… I assume, hmhm.”

[Pause…?]

[SFX: Chains rattling]

[He chuckles quietly]

“What’s wrong, human? All I did was let you borrow my collar while we walked out this way. Didn’t want you wriggling away while I got you home…”

[Pause…]

[A low growl trickles free]

“It does look most fine on you as well, my squishy little Lamb… Mmh, come now, let Papa take a look at ya. You humans are so fragile compared to my kind.”

[P-Pause…]

[SFX: Vieral looking the Listener over]

[P…Pause?]

“Hush now… Don’t strain yourself. We’re in one of your abandoned human towns on borrowed sunlight. Second the sun goes down, well… I reckon any nearby werewolves will start sundowning.”

[Pause?]

“Hmhm… Somewhat like the human condition, yes. Save that we go absolutely feral for fulfilling certain needs. Food being the major one, and, well, finding a mate…”

[SFX: Distant howls]

[You hear distant howls and Vieral snarls involuntarily]

“Mmh… If you’re going to survive tonight, Lamb, you need to make a decision, and quick.”

[Pause?]

[His eyes bore into yours]

“When they come sniffing, a fight will be inevitable. I can take them… but if I lose myself to the bloodlust, I need a way to know that you aren’t to be harmed, no matter the cost.”

[...]

“Very smart, Lamb. Yes… That would mean marking you as my mate.”

[Pause]

[He studies you for a moment as the howling draws closer]

“...Hmhmhm… Hehehehe… ‘What if you say no’? You’re so cute to think I’d give you a choice, either way. Now…”

[SFX: The chain being yanked]

[He grips the chain and yanks you forward, grasping the collar of your uniform and tearing it to expose your shoulder]

“Come here…! Hmph, struggle all you want, just let me expose that pretty shoulder of yours…”

[SFX: The cloth ripping]

“There we are… You struggle all you want, sweetheart, it’s the only way to guarantee I don’t fling your guts across the room while you’re chained up… Believe it or not…”

[His voice softens and turns breathy as his teeth close gently around your neck]

“...I don’t want my little Lamb harmed… Mmm, feel how tense you are with my teeth around your neck, tongue tickling the sweat on your throat from the collar… Gods, you look beautiful tugging at that collar, lil’ human. Oh, what’s that!”

[You fall for it and look. He bites into your shoulder, hand cupping your mouth as you scream in pain]

“Mmagh! Mmh, oh, Lamb… You really do have the blood of an innocent. Even if you were moaning something fierce during that bite.”

[You’re far too blinded by the searing, burning pain to hear him]

[SFX: The Listener collapsing]

“Oop, don’t fall over, now… C’mon, the bathroom will have to do…”

[SFX: Chains/a body being dragged and chained up in the bathtub]

[He drags you into what remains of a washroom and sets you in the tub, collaring and tying you down to where you can barely move]

[Pause!]

“Easy now, my dear! Easy… See, when your old pal Vieral looks more human than wolf, he’s reasonable. A little grumpy, sure. Maybe growls a few times a certain guard gets one over on him in good faith… but when I go full wolf, that’ll be gone, Lamb. I’m going to charge in here after killing every other wolf that comes sniffing, and you’re going to have to pray that I’ll remember you’re mine, now…”

[...]

[His teeth catch the fading gleam of the sunlight as it tries to reach you]

“Don’t you cry, now… When the sun goes down ‘round these parts, all humans must be inside and are urged to make peace with their god, right?”

[P-Pause]

“You already made peace with your god, sweetheart.”

[He winks at you as the distant howls grow closer]

“And I’d like to think I’m not the worst sadistic monster you could be chained up by, at the end of the day. Hmhm… guess we’ll see!”

[SFX: The door swinging shut and locking/distant howling]

[...]

[Humans be caught here not after sundown, for the devil’s pack waits for all that heed not the warning. Don’t look at the moon. It lies.]

[To be continued]

Note: His name is pronounced ‘Veer-ahl’, but feel free to call him ‘V’ or anything respectful, really. Even he doesn’t know his real name anymore.