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[everywere]

Now that I don't necessarily hate what I am I've been enjoying my differences a lot more. On days that I don't work I like spending time at the cafe with Maggie. A good part of the time I like doing that in my wolf form. While my mind is still my own there's something about being in canine form that makes it easier to focus on the here and now and take joy in the little things.

The customers, at least the regulars, have gotten used to me. They don't know I'm also Jack, Maggie's boyfriend, they just think I'm the friendly wolf-like dog that likes to play with them. I've even had a few kids ride me around the shop. It's hard to hate what you are when it makes little kids giggle. There's something about the freedom of being in my wolf form that makes it okay to be... playful.

Which is what I'm in the mood for right now, playful. That's why I'm here at the shop as a wolf, eagerly greeting costumers at the door or making a nuissance of myself with Maggie and the other employees by weaving myself around their legs. I could get used to being playful.

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[everywere]

All I can manage is a load groan as she takes me in. Every muscle in my body tenses and already my head is swimming from the pleasure of it.

"Oh fuck, Maggie!"

[irishcoffee]

I ease my mouth off of him on a long, slow lick. "I certainly hope so," I respond in the same prim tone as before, then take him in with a slow, tight slide of lips.

[everywere]

It's like she's doing everything she can to get me off as quickly as possible and it's absolutely working. I can feel myself about to come and my entire body trembles as I try and hold it back.

[irishcoffee]

My fingers dig into the muscles at his hips and I purr along every inch, my body thrumming in shared pleasure heightened by the element of the unknown. Of not knowing what he'll do but fully prepared for anything.

[everywere]

I don't even have time to reach down and put my hand on her head, to fuck her mouth. Instead I call out her name with a groan of pleasure. In a moment I'll bend her over something and fuck her until she's blind with pleasure but for now I can't stop the force of the orgasm she's giving me.

[irishcoffee]

The sound I make is as close to inhuman as I get, my body quivering as I take everything he gives me. I take it greedily, my cheeks hollowing out in my efforts to get everything and more.

"Jack," I sigh as I finally release him and kiss my way up his body.

[everywere]

My only reply is a low growl as my fingers reach down and run through her hair, feeling my heart pound almost painfully as I come down from the high of the orgasm.

"So amazing."

[irishcoffee]

I laugh, low and throaty, against his throat. "Indeed you are, love."

[everywere]

"Not what I meant," I say, but my protest comes out weak and half-hearted because of the effect she's having on me. It's not fair at all.

[irishcoffee]

"I think someone may need a nap," I laugh, and loop my arm around his waist.

[everywere]

"You could take me to bed and see how that goes?" I propose, because I don't think I would be sleepy once we got there.

[irishcoffee]

I laugh and link our fingers together. "I could, hmm? Would you like me to tuck you in as well? Tell you a bedtime story?"

[everywere]

"Depends on the story," I say, grinning at her and giving her hand a squeeze. Maggie can tell some really, really good stories.

[irishcoffee]

I dance on my feet, just out of his reach and toss the words back to him over my shoulder. "How about Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf?"

[everywere]

"I think that one has potential," I say, waiting a moment to admire her and give her a head start before growling and taking off after her.

[irishcoffee]

I strip out of my dress at the top of the stairs and toss it into our bedroom. I take seconds only to pick up a loose fitting red tank top. I pull it on while I dart into one of the lesser used rooms and wait in the closet.

[everywere]

It's not hard to find out where she went, not with heightened senses. But I still make a show of searching for her before finally settling into one of the beds, as was tradition for the big bad wolf to do.

[irishcoffee]

I wait in the closet until I hear the bedsprings creak and peek out through the slats. My breath catches when I see him lying there and stand, opening the door. "Grandmother. What big teeth you have," I say, my voice caught between amusement and the desire still flooding me.

[everywere]

"All the better to smile at you with, my dear," I say, giving her a broad grin as I watch her approach the bed. I want her badly and I can smell that she wants me too. It's a vicious cycle that I love getting caught in, feeding off each other's desire.

[irishcoffee]

My grin matches his and I inch closer, reaching over to take one of his hands, my fingers playing along the length of each of his. "And what big hands you have, too."

[everywere]

"All the better to hold you with, my dear," I promise her, licking my lips with the long tongue of a giant cat.