Fics like My, what big teeth you have (and yet your bite remains gentle)

Mira was closest. The creechur crossed the room in one powerful stride, colliding with the taller woman in an avalanche of fur and muscle. As they hit the carpet together, Mira’s laughter quickly died into a startled gasp. Rumi pinned her wife’s forearms, pricking the tips of her claws just enough to sting. She loomed above her in all of her glory, fixing multiple eyes onto a pair of dilating ones. Hot breath ghosted over Mira’s throat as the creechur parted its jaws around the vulnerable column of her neck with the irony of a lover’s kiss. Not to threaten—never. To claim. A deep, resonant growl rolled from the creechur’s chest and sank directly into Mira’s bones in a wordless demand for submission, ghosting a whimper past parted lips as her large bulk pressed down on her wife. Mira knew Rumi would never hurt her—this was trust refined to its rawest edge, love wearing the shape of a predator. And yet… the primal dominance owning her with every breath provoked an answering heat low in her body. Or, the girls get down and dirty monsterfucker style.

Fics like My, what big teeth you have (and yet your bite remains gentle)

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