Growing Wild With You
(CONTENT WARNING: This work features explicit sexual content, themes of dubious consent, and unconventional sexual relationships. Additional tags include: Monsterfucking/Teratophilia, Feral/Possessive Behavior, BDSM.)
Chapter 4: Confession
I stammer so badly I have to restart my sentence. "W-w-what are you d-doing…!?" Every short hair on my body is standing on end, heat rushing through me faster than our first encounter.
Fern's voice is tipped in sadism, a unique tone darker than his seductive one. "Changing the subject? You're asking for it at this point."
"A-asking for wha— Haahh!" His tongue traces the curve of my neck as threateningly as possible. When I put my hands to his snout to calm him down he slams one of my wrists down with his paw, and then the other. "Ah! F-Fern!" Struggling against it would be pointless for anyone, and I'm weaker than most. All it does is hurt my muscles from the effort.
Again in my ear: "I noticed something yesterday. The louder I growled, the slicker you became around me. I should have realized what that meant, but it took Kumiko's words for it to sink in. You get off on fear, don't you?"
I whimper loudly, a mix of arousal and shame twisting in my gut. It sounds dirty and deplorable in his words. "N-no, I-I—"
"Look at me when you speak. How do you expect me to think you're telling the truth if you won't look me in the eye?"
Forcing myself to meet his divining gaze rids me of my ability to talk. I shudder underneath him, overwhelmed by his onslaught.
"That's what I thought. The smell coming off of you is more than enough to confirm my suspicions, but watching you expose yourself is even sweeter. Aww, don't look so abashed, I'm not judging you. I think it's a wonderful opportunity."
"W-what? Opportunity?"
"Listen closely. It's very simple. If you want me to stop, say 'red'. If you want me to slow down, say 'yellow'. If you want me to keep going…"
Like traffic lights? "G-green?"
"That's a smart girl. Be nice and vocal for me while I discipline you."
"D-discipline!?"
He bites my dress and yanks it down, growling over my breasts. "You still haven't answered my original question. Why didn't you want to go dinner?"
I pull at my restraints again, but there's no stopping him from roaming my body and drinking it in. "I-it's complicated!"
"Do you not want to go out with me?" He licks the side of my breast, my chest jumping.
"Mngh! N-no, it's not like that!" His fangs pinch the same spot tenderly, like he's respecting my sensitivity. If I had my hands free I'd shove him away, but all I can do is squirm. "F-Fern! You can't just… Ngh!"
"Then why don't you behave and tell me what I want to know?"
"Y-you're making it difficult!"
"Giving me excuses? Looks like you need extra encouragement."
His tongue circles my nipple, hot and wet on my skin. "F-fuck! W-wait, I-I can't…!" He's ruthless, my complaints only driving him to lick faster. Without being able to cover my face or bite my hand, my tongue lolls out, my embarrassing face of pleasure on display for him. "Hahhh! Fern!"
He flicks my nipple while coming off, triggering another jump in my chest. Goosebumps crawl up me at the cool air left behind. "Your body is a lot more honest to me than you are. You should learn a lesson or two from it." Just like that he goes to the other breast and repeats the process, putting additional teeth into it this time.
"Oh god…!" My nerves spike every time his fangs touch me, overstimulating licking paired with bouts of biting anywhere he can fit his jaws around. "W-wait, don't bite there— Mmngh!" His growl gets stronger as he holds my nipple in his teeth. "Y-yellow! I'm scared!"
He promptly lets go and laps at it instead, drawing near my other ear. "Attagirl. You're following my instruction so well."
How does he fluster me more after using a safe word!? "I-I-I am?"
"Perfectly. Keep it up for me, just like that." He takes his paws off my wrists, my hands slightly numb from the lack of circulation. The sheets are tossed off me as he crawls down my body.
I close my legs, grasping at my disordered dress. "F-Fern?"
Fern's eyes lock with mine as his teeth catch in my fishnets. "Open your legs for me."
"Huh!? B-b-but…!"
"I've had to watch you in these all evening. I'm getting impatient."
"Y-you're making me nervous! You know my legs are sensitive too—"
His eyes still don't leave mine. "I'll be gentle with you, my love. Give yourself to me."
I can't say no to a statement like that. I hesitantly separate my thighs and he wastes no time in stuffing his snout between them, sniffing deeply. I smack my palm to my mouth, gracefully allowed some modesty this time while I whimper. "H-honey, your whiskers t-tickle…!" All of his terms of endearment are rubbing off on me.
"Your scent is addicting. You're already wet, aren't you?" He bites my inner thigh with the same worshipping tenderness he's treated the rest of my body with.
If my panties weren't damp already, they certainly are now. "Hah…! F-Fern, I'm…!"
"You're what?" A firm lick up my thigh sets it in stone.
"Ahh! I-I need you! Fern!"
"I'm right here." Another bite, strong enough to get a whine out of me.
I grasp at the fluff around his ear. "Nngh! N-no, I want more! Please!"
"And what does 'more' mean, my little girl? Use your words."
He's doing this on purpose. I throb at his every word, sinking into a pit of desire I can't escape from. "S-stop teasing me…! I-I need… I-I need your tongue… inside me."
His snout pushes up at my dress as he exhales over my hips. "And what makes you think you've earned a reward like that?"
"H-huh? B-but I—"
"You haven't told me the truth yet. Don't expect me to satisfy your desires if you can't do that." His teeth pull at the waistband of my panties, daring me to talk back.
"B-but…" If Fern knows how much of a shut-in I am, will he be fed up with me? Or maybe he'll think I'm lame and weird. He goes out all the time meeting new people and I'm always holed up in here as much as possible. In the absence of my answer, Fern's snout runs back down my leg, nibbling at my calf. Every spot he chooses to touch is the most sensitive and he does it so sensually, like I'm more precious than anything that's ever been between his teeth. Once he reaches my ankles and bites the arch of my foot, it becomes too much to handle. I sneak a hand down my body, seeking out my pussy with my fingers.
Fern quickly removes my fishnets from his canines, crawling back over me. He shoves my arm to the side, pinning my shoulder with his paw. "Bad girl." He growls into my ear. "No touching."
That only deepens my need, his fangs around my earlobe putting a smolder in my heart. He gives me love bites down my neck and shoulder like how he woke me up today, uninterrupted this time. "F-fuck…" I whine. "Fern…" He pulls the dress out of the way, doing the same to my waist. Every nibble makes my heart burn more. I grasp at his snout needily, stopping his exploration. "O-okay, I'll tell you, just…" I can't look him in the eye. "Let me hold you…?"
He silently fulfills my request, getting close enough I can wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in the fur around his jaw. His vibrations against my cheek and arms is comforting. "Of course," he says.
My fingers grip him harder. "Going outside is difficult… I'm anxious every time I go to work. People are scary, being seen is scary… It's just so much easier to stay inside by myself."
"But you're not by yourself, are you?"
"Mnn… Not now."
"Does it make you anxious to be around me?"
"What? N-no, I…" How would I describe the feeling of being around Fern? It doesn't quite make any sense yet. "I-I mean, I get a little nervous around you, but… It feels nice, too."
"Then the solution is pretty simple, isn't it?"
"Huh?"
"I'll help you. I'll get you outside, and you can lean on me whenever things are difficult."
"R-really? You'd do that for me?"
"I did that for you today, didn't I?" He pulls his head out of my grip to lick my neck, his voice sultry again. "And just like this, when we come home I'll take good care of you."
"Mngh! H-hey, what's with the sudden—"
"What a good girl you are. Would you like a reward for being so obedient?"
My pussy throbs again, reminding me of my intense yearning. "Y-yes, please!"
After removing my dress and fishnets, Fern bites the front of my panties and pulls them down my legs himself, only contributing to my arousal. Instead of heading straight for what I'd like, he nibbles up my calf and thigh achingly slowly.
"F-Fern…! C-c'mon, you've already teased me so much!" My breaths are puffy and shallow, my body not letting me ignore how ungodly horny I am.
Fern growls against my thigh, eyeing me with a vexed look. I promptly shut my mouth, the message pretty clear. Don't interrupt his process. He continues even slower than before, making me regret my outburst. Bite upon bite trails up my inner thigh until his nose brushes against my lips. He looks like he's about to place a bite even higher, my heart skipping a beat at the implication.
"R-red!" I stammer, blushing profusely. Fern is surprised, lifting his head.
"What's wrong?"
I cover my face, a confusing mix of feelings jumbled together in my head. "I-I… I thought you were about to bite my… My…"
"Don't worry, Joy. I'd never bite there."
I peek through my fingers, my voice quieter but surely picked up by those big ears. "B-but… What if you did?"
He cocks his head, a gesture that becomes more adorable every time. "You want me to?"
"I-I… I think so?"
"You don't seem so sure." He looks from between my pussy and my face. "How about this. I'll start gently, and you tell me when to stop. Does that work?"
I nod, bracing myself. Fern reaches back down there and unexpectedly laps at me, giving me a small yelp.
"Relax. Just tell me when."
"R-right…" He carefully turns his head and puts his fangs to me, slowly closing them around my labia. I twitch at the contact but let him continue. He's watchful for any reaction on my face, which only makes it more embarrassing. Those teeth press on me until they're lightly putting pressure on my flesh. "Mngh!" He ceases his advance there, my nerves shouting at me. It's such a vulnerable spot to be stuck between a beast's fangs, a feeling I just had to experience at least once. "O-okay, stop!"
Fern is quick to concede but careful as to not slip anywhere else. "Well, would you look at that. I think you're even wetter than you were before."
"H-huh? No way— Ahhnn!" His tongue is firmly against me, the sensation more electrifying for being teased for ages. My thighs pinch his head tightly while I grab at his fur. I can't control my impulses anymore. "Fern!"
He's strong enough to give himself room to talk between my thighs. "Eager girl, aren't you?"
"Keep going, please! Green! Green!" He simply laughs to himself and fulfills my wishes, licking my entire vulva at once. I'm too desperate to hide my face, holding his ears with both hands and pulling at them. "Yes! Don't stop, please!" He growls and eyes me in a strange way but doesn't deny me, diligent in his duty. "Oh god! Honey!" Every lick sends me further into complete ecstasy, and that's before he starts digging his tongue inside. His fangs pass over my clitoris just to get deeper, stimulating me better than my fingers ever could. "Fuck! Fuck! Y-you're— Nghhh!" He's practically fucking me with his tongue, shoving it in and pulling it out while pressing up inside me at the same time. "Hah! Hah! Fern! Nnhf!" My hips get tired of thrusting in time with his tongue but I can't stop. I need him. He's willing to pleasure a shut-in and a nerd like me and treat me like royalty. Did I really do anything out of the ordinary to deserve this? "I-I love you! I love you! Fern! Ahh!"
My lightheaded brain catches up with the words that fell out of my mouth, but Fern doesn't give me a chance to think about them. His ministrations only become more fervent. The burning in my heart returns stronger than ever, my fingers tightening around his ears in yearning. I just told a beast I love him. My orgasm is inevitable after that, so much friction in the right places it overwhelms me. His tongue is stuck in me from the tightening of my walls, my cry breaking my voice. I can't keep my eyes open or sense anything around me during it, the texture of his fur the only thing assuring me he's still there. As soon as it's over I gasp loudly, catching my breath. My hands slip from his head, everything suddenly in much higher clarity than before. "O-oh my god…" I groan. Fern pulls his tongue out of me, my thighs falling to the bed and no longer constricting him. His muzzle is soaked, and he licks his chops hungrily to clean them. Instead of saying anything, he crawls over me and immediately goes for a kiss. I let his tongue that tastes like me inside of my mouth, but it's unlike his other kisses. Maybe he's already used up the strength of his tongue, but he seems content just to make contact with mine. No vigorous tasting or exploring, simply meeting my touch. I gingerly put my tired hands to his snout, suckling on him slightly. The musky flavor of my wetness isn't something I'm used to, but I deal with it to share an intimate moment with him.
When he breaks off he gazes longingly into my eyes. His gentle voice goes straight to my heart. "I love you too, Joy." I tear up, in danger of bursting into a sob right there. I quickly wrap my arms around his head, pulling him to my level. "W-woah, give me a second, hun."
"O-oh, sorry!" I stammer, letting go.
He pretty heavily lies down beside me, grunting. "You're fine, it's merely difficult to stand at that height for too long. Come here."
I scooch over, burying my face in his neck. He holds me tight, trapping my heat against him. No matter how close I get he's still solid before me, real and unyielding. I run my fingers through his fur to make sure, every fiber stiffly parting around them. Underneath the thick coat, his body breathes and runs like mine. Am I allowed to experience love like this? Much of Fern is still a mystery to me, but I can't help clinging tighter. I don't want to live this life in solitude anymore. I didn't know what I was missing, but now that it's right in front of me I can't go back.
Fern's neck vibrates on my face while he speaks. "Joy, are you okay?" When I hesitate, he adds "I… didn't go too hard, did I?" I shake my head in his fur, struggling with how to put my thoughts into words. "No? That's relieving. Your comfort means everything to me, you know." His paw trails down my back, eliciting shivers through me. "You're clutching onto me like you're afraid I'll disappear. Is that it?" I nod, whining slightly. Hearing it spoken aloud makes it sound kind of pathetic. "I wasn't lying. I really do love you. You're not going to get rid of me very easily."
"H-huh?" I croak.
"I told you already, didn't I? I've marked you. You're mine." His claws tighten on me. "You're quite forgetful, aren't you? I'll keep reminding you of that for as long as it takes to sink in."
I whimper, wondering if I should be concerned. "Y-y-you're so possessive…"
"Can you blame me? I want you all to myself. You're such a beautiful young woman…"
"Y-you say that like you're old."
"Well…"
I separate from him to look up at his face. "Wait, how old are you?" I can't believe I've never bothered asking.
His visible eye tilts up in thought. "Thirty… five."
A blush hits my cheeks faster than ever. He's almost a full 15 years older than me!? I know beasts live longer than humans, but…!? "W-what? I-I-I…"
He laughs. "You're so red. How old did you think I was?"
"U-um, I-I…"
"That turns you on, doesn't it? I didn't realize you were such a pervert."
"H-hey! Speak for yourself! You talk about me l-like I'm your…"
"Property?" He pulls me back in, growling sadistically. "That turns you on too. I can smell it."
"Y-you don't smell anything…" I grumble, uselessly pushing at his chest. Except, every possessive thing he says makes my insides melt.
"If you say so, sweetheart." He nuzzles the top of my head, sighing contentedly. As if contemplating for a minute or two, he says something very late. The words are quiet, but I can hear them in the silence. "I won't leave you wanting." I cling tighter in response. It's terrifying having feelings so strong, but it's exciting too. Fern's touch is the only thing on my mind anymore. My thoughts are blanketed in its warmth, reassuring me that everything will be okay. I could fall asleep like this, naked against my beastly boyfriend. Nothing else matters right now.
Before I actually fall asleep, I mumble something to him. "Oh… Are you fine? You satisfied me, but I didn't… Um…"
"It's okay. I'm not as pent up as I was yesterday. Just seeing you squirm underneath me was good enough for tonight."
"Mngh… Y-you sure?"
"I'm positive. Get some rest, you clearly need it."
"Okay…" My brain automatically recalls the day as I drift off, until one detail sticks out to me. "Fern…?"
"Yes?"
"What did you mean earlier when you said you'd… put my mouth to good use?"
He chuckles softly. "I'll show you some other time."