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Context: You've found an incredible deal on an apartment and just moved in! It's so exciting to have your own place, and you're just getting settled in on this night. Sure, it's not the best neighborhood. Sure, the landlord mentioned some crime, but you're not too bothered. After all, what's the worst that could happen? A werewolf mob boss is what happened. You saved the pureblood werewolf known as Fane and he thanked you. You thought that was the last time you'd see him. You were wrong.

Setting: A crummy diner

Tags: [MM4A][Strangers to ?][Mafia Don Werewolf Speaker][Timid Human Listener][Kisses][Protective][Mafia][Werewolf][Sadodere?][Teasing][But Threatening][Reverse Comfort?][Life Debt][Flirting][VERY Dominant][CW: Murder]

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[J] = Some jerk

[F] = A bigger jerk, but a sexy werewolf one, at least

[Scene opens in a crummy diner]

[SFX: Late-night diner sounds]

[You’re working your usual late-night shift at the diner. It’s not glamorous but you really want to buy an actual bed for your new apartment. You’re carrying a tray of burgers when a sharp smack to your rear jolts you. You turn to see a rough-looking gent smirking at you with his friends]

[J] “What’s the matter, good-looking? Don’t appreciate me appraising your goods? Then how’s about you be a good kid and check on our food, huh?”

[Pause]

[The man and his friends snicker at you]

[J] “Well, what else am I meant to do, huh? We’ve been waiting on our orders for a bit now and we’re getting oh-so-bored! Figured having something… or someone… to play with might help the irritability of being hungry.”

[...]

[J] “Aww, c’mon now, you don’t want to sit on my lap? Ain’t you ever heard the customer is always right?”

[You glance nervously at your manager who quickly looks away]

[J] “C’mere, cutie, let’s make nice, huh? Sit on my lap.”

[He grabs you by the wrist and forces you to sit before you can protest]

[J] “Aww. This one is all blushy, boys! Still got some decency that the city hasn’t run out of you, huh? Pretty dang rare in these parts. Almost kind of cute that sweet little things like you think they’re all safe cause, golly, who would bother such an angel, hm?”

[He smiles, tickling under your chin]

[Pause!]

[J, with a laugh] “Aww, is your chin ticklish? Look, sweetheart, I’m doing you a favor. If you want to survive in this city, you need a nice, powerful man to be seen with. Without one of those, folks are gonna know you’re easy prey and just tear you to shreds! We wouldn’t want that, now would we?”

[...]

[J] “Tch, well if you don’t want to be mine then you best ask your bitch of a manager over there to comp our drinks for the night. Unless you want things to turn ugly…”

[SFX: The diner door chiming and heavy footsteps]

[J] “Aww, c’mon, Cutie. You really going to make a scene over some free drinks, huh?”

[Before you can respond, the man is jerked from his seat and thrown violently through the diner window]

[SFX: J yelping in surprise and glass shattering]

[You turn to see Fane towering over you, cigar dangling from his lips and eyes furious]

[F] “...Evenin’.”

[Pause]

[F] “I’m gonna pick you up. You’re gonna sit that pretty backside on my arm and I’m going to hold your face to my chest. Got it?”

[...?]

[F] “Why?”

[He smiles, many sharp teeth glinting in the light and eyes wild]

[F] “Because I don’t want you to see what I’m about to do to these clowns.”

[And he does, grabbing you up and pushing your face into his chest]

[F] “There… Now, what did I tell you boys about manhandling innocents?”

[...]

[The silence is very telling]

[F] “I gave you boys more than one shot, which is real fucking kind of me, and you decided to use it to pick on some poor kid working at a diner, hm? That’s it? That’s what you decided to do?”

[...]

[He lets out a low growl under his breath]

[F] “Just gonna sit there silently and cower?! You were actin’ real tough when you were harassin’ this kid, how come you don’t have that same bravado now, huh?! You low lives… Pieces of actual garbage, not even recyclable, just belongs in a landfill fucking GARBAGE! And that’s where I’m going to throw what’s left of your remains when I’m DONE!”

[SFX: A very brief struggle with werewolf snarls, horrified cries, and blood splattering]

[You close your eyes and squeeze into his sturdy frame to avoid the carnage behind you. It doesn’t take more than ten seconds before it’s over]

[F] “...Look up at me for a second.”

[...?]

[As soon as you do, he kisses you, tongue pushing in, so domineering and passionate that you nearly fall out of his grasp]

[F] “Mmh… Hmph. You smell like fry oil.”

[He grins a bit as you look at him in disbelief]

[F] I did just kiss you. You didn’t dream that.”

[????]

[F] “Why? Felt like it. Get riled up when the bloodlust kicks in, hehe. Guess it’s just a werewolf thing. We tend to go to extremes when pushed in that particular manner. Makes us want to do certain things. Primal things. Eat, fight, and, well… you know the last one.”

[!!!!]

[He cackles a little and licks his lips]

[F] “Hmhm, oh, babydoll… You moved to the wrong part of the city if you’re that damned innocent. You’re gonna get eaten up by much less generous wolves than me. But maybe you like that idea, huh? You’re still clinging to me.”

[Pause]

[F] “Scared? Ah, it’s just some blood and guts. A little spine… but a little spine never hurt no one, right?”

[...]

[F] “Ah, geeze, fine. Hey! You their manager?”

[Your cowering manager nods]

[F] “They’re taking the week off. If you try and stiff them out of pay for the whole week, I’ll acquaint your face with the meat grinder and then the deep fat fryer, in that order. Got it?”

[Your manager gives the most scared thumbs-up you’ve ever seen in your life]

[F] “Good. C’mon, you can sit in the car with me for a bit. I got bubbly if you want a drink, but also whiskey if you want to forget this whole night. Mind you, now… whiskey can make folks make really dumb decisions.”

[...?]

[He grins]

[F] “Like what? Like coming on to mafia lords with big, muscly arms and a nice strong chest. I can feel you squeezing with those little human grabby hands, by the way.”

[Pause]

[He chuckles as you do your best to become one with the shadows and carries you outside]

[SFX: The door chime ringing again]

[F] “C’mon, kid. A bit of luxury is just what you need right about now… And, don’t worry. I don’t bite. Too hard.”

[With that, you are set inside a very expensive car, seated next to a werewolf mob boss, and handed a glass of whiskey]

[SFX: Car doors opening, closing, then a drink being poured]

[F] “Driver, how’s about you take us somewhere nicer, yeah? And, for you, a nice whiskey on the rocks.”

[Pause?]

[F] “I did say whiskey can make folks make some really dumb decisions. Maybe I want you to make some tonight, hm? Hehe. C’mon, driver, let’s go.”

[You are off. To where you don’t know, but you do know two things: Fane is incredibly ripped and this whiskey is really good]

[To be continued?]

Note: This man is feral and I love writing him <3