Context: You are a university student studying the rather niche subject of supernatural psychology. It makes finding internships a touch difficult, but, fortunately for you, you've been selected to aid in a research effort located deep in the Ural mountains of Russia. The kindly professor is more than happy to have your help in searching for a werewolf that has been killing and eating humans. It's just the two of you in a small cabin in one of the coldest places on Earth. At least you're getting credits for it, right?

Setting: A wooden cabin - Ural Mountains

Tags: [M4A][Yandere Professor Speaker][Student Listener][Werewolf][Dylatov Pass Incident][Supernatural][Flirting?][Psychological Horror][Kisses][Dark Love][CW: Murder/Violence/Cannibalism]

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[Scene opens in front an unassuming cabin as the Listener arrives]

[SFX: Whipping and lashing snow followed by the door creaking open]

[A handsome older gentleman opens the door to a small wooden cabin, smiling pleasantly down at you]

“Ah, a good day to my newest protege. Please, come in. The Ural mountains aren’t exactly hospitable.”

[You head inside and set your gear down. A large fireplace roars, filling the cabin with warmth]

“It’s such a pleasure to meet you in person. Professor Vilkas, leading researcher on the psychology of mythical creatures. Bit of a niche profession, hm? Hmhmhm. Let me make you some cocoa, and then we can get down to business.”

[The two of you sit together on the simple couch before the fireplace]

“I’ll be brief. Humans have been turning up partially or almost wholly eaten these last few years and the blame has fallen on a werewolf in the area. We’ve never seen it, and we’re certain that it must be ancient to be this proficient at remaining hidden…”

[Pause]

“Hm? Something in my teeth? Ah, apologies, I was finishing up the last of some roast pork this morning.”

[He excuses himself for a moment before returning]

“There, haha, how rude of me. But, yes, our mission here is to actually find this werewolf and see about bringing it in for study. Humane study, I assure you. Everyone at the university said you were the best and brightest, and I’m quite glad to have you here. Apologies if I’m a bad roommate initially. Live alone long enough and you can accidentally be quite rude in front of guests…”

[You chat for a bit longer before Professor Vilkas lets you retire to get some sleep]

**[Time transition of a few weeks]*\*

[SFX: A door bursting open]

[You rush into the cabin and hurriedly close the doors behind you, shivering from the cold]

“Is that you, Pet? Hang on one moment!”

[Vilkas hurries out from the back of the cabin, shirtless]

“Are you alright, dear?”

[...]

[He glances down to where you’re staring at his bare chest and chuckles]

“Well… either you like me topless or you’re worried about all the scars on me. All remnants of previous encounters with werewolves, I fear. Hm? Oh, if you’d like to look more closely, certainly.”

[You approach and run your fingertips over some of the scars on his chest and abdomen, focused until he shivers and lets out a quiet laugh]

“My dear, if you wanted an excuse to touch my chest…”

[Pause!!]

[He chuckles again as you pull away]

“I kid, I kid. And if you’re wondering how a nerdy old professor has a six pack, I assure you that the regular maintenance of this cabin does more than enough. Now… how did your hunt go, hm?”

[Pause]

“Oh? You think you’re getting close already? My, my, what a talented student. Hang on one moment, dear. Let me get my sweater on and you can tell me all about your discoveries.”

[He turns to get his shirt and you take your chance, grabbing the gun from its holster at your side]

[Pause]

[Professor Vilkas pauses as he turns back, midway through pulling his sweater on. He sees the gun in your hand. He studies you for a moment, pleasant smile never wavering]

“Well, well, well… You are smarter than I initially thought. What gave me away, hmmm?”

[Pause]

“Hmhmhm… yes, Vilkas does mean ‘wolf’ in Lithuanian, though that is just a funny coincidence rather than damning evidence. I’m impressed you were suspicious enough to sift through my trash to identify the meat that was stuck in my teeth as human flesh. I’m especially impressed that you managed to sneak into my room while I slept to monitor my response to a full moon… I didn’t transform though, did I, Pet?”

[Pause]

[He chuckles, eyes colder than anything outside]

“True, true, the bite marks in their flesh were human-sized, weren’t they? And my scars were all human-sized as well. You’re so smart, love… So, so smart. It’s one of the things I really fell in love with when reviewing your application. Seeing your little school ID, smiling, so bright and full of potential. Truth be told, being this close to you these last few weeks has only made the hunger stronger.”

[Pause]

“Oh? You think I might be suffering from Wendigo psychosis? Love, love, love, no… Psychosis implies I do not have some control over this. I might not transform, like your standard werewolf, but the savagery, the bestial instinct, the hunger… It’s always lurking in the background, no matter how I try to repress it, and oh does it build when I try.”

[He takes another step toward you and you take one back]

“...Those hikers were delicious, you know. They seemed like nice kids, and I hated to do it, but an animal does what it must to survive. And, even if you disagree with that, humans are still animals… We’re just a bit more presumptuous, aren’t we?”

[Another exchange of steps]

“Go on. Put me down, Pet. It’s OK… I understand…”

[SFX: The hammer clicking back]

[His pleasant smile lingers as you draw the hammer back]

“Go on… If you can.”

[...]

“Hmhm… I do love that about you, dear. Even in the wake of a monster, your scientific mind wants to stay close and learn all you can about me, try and understand what makes my mind tick so that no horrid beast like myself can ever exist again…”

[...]

[He chuckles quietly and takes the gun from you as though it were nothing]

“Here, let me just take that gun from you. There we are… Tell me something, Pet, and be honest… Is that attraction more than just scientific curiosity? Are you one of those cute little things that get riled up for people like me? At the idea that such a dangerous, cold man might only have a soft spot for you and no one else?”

[...]

“Hmhm… Well, fortunately for you… I do. The feelings that struck me the moment I saw your photo, oh… I knew I was in danger, but I knew I had to have you, I knew I’d miss my chance if I flew home. Goodness, if I’d have done that, I simply would have had to have hunted you down. I never would have been able to rest otherwise.”

[You glance toward the door and he chuckles again, cupping your chin and forcing you to look up at him]

“Shh… There’s nothing wrong with this, with two twisted people finding happiness together. Of course, if you want to take your chances out there like those hikers did, I will relish hunting you down.”

[Pause]

“Oh, that makes me happy, Pet. This line of work is a lonely one, and I have so enjoyed your company these last few months. Come here, let’s explore this properly.”

[He wraps his arms around you and draws you close, into a soft kiss. Fortunately, his kiss tastes like mint and not human flesh. His tongue coaxes yours until you respond, feeling the sharp points of his teeth as the snow whips outside]

“What a wonderful kiss, gods… Hmhm. I get the feeling that our hunt for this ‘werewolf’ is going to take a good many years, wouldn’t you agree?”

[Pause]

“Good, Pet. For now, let us retire to bed. I’m sure I’ll be able to help warm you up.”

[SFX: The wind and snow still raging outside]

[The End]