[ Something in the back of his head tells him he should be finding this wrong.
But that voice is overshadowed far too much to still make an impact on him. Everything inside of him roars even already as she speaks, wanting to act on instinct, to kill, to do whatever that makes him feel good for once instead of doing what's right for everyone else. To claw her guts out, to devour her whole even if she'd probably taste like crap, and although he doesn't fully transform into a wolf, he sure is getting hairier by the moment as he only just thinks about it.
But then her lips violently lock with her own and the voice finally softly protests, even if it's already too late. Her tongue is already shoved into her mouth and he can taste blood and it drives him insane, makes him feel even wilder.
He doesn't care anymore if it's Mary. If anything, it's easier exactly because it's Mary, because he doesn't give a shit about her and would be more than glad if she'd be forever rid out of his life. It doesn't matter if he hurts her like he so damn badly wants to, it doesn't matter if he's rough. It's not like it'd be if he would be doing this with Snow (but she is far, far from his mind right now, locked up with the calmer and maybe even more human part of him far beyond his reach).
And so he presses back just as hard, just as violently, their tongues more at war than anything else because he sure as hell isn't backing down from this nor is he planning on letting her take the lead here. This time when he grabs her shoulders while kissing her roughly it involves his claws digging into them as well, hoping to draw more of that sweet blood, not wanting the moment to end.
He hasn't felt this free in ages, and he loves every single moment of it. ]
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But that voice is overshadowed far too much to still make an impact on him. Everything inside of him roars even already as she speaks, wanting to act on instinct, to kill, to do whatever that makes him feel good for once instead of doing what's right for everyone else. To claw her guts out, to devour her whole even if she'd probably taste like crap, and although he doesn't fully transform into a wolf, he sure is getting hairier by the moment as he only just thinks about it.
But then her lips violently lock with her own and the voice finally softly protests, even if it's already too late. Her tongue is already shoved into her mouth and he can taste blood and it drives him insane, makes him feel even wilder.
He doesn't care anymore if it's Mary. If anything, it's easier exactly because it's Mary, because he doesn't give a shit about her and would be more than glad if she'd be forever rid out of his life. It doesn't matter if he hurts her like he so damn badly wants to, it doesn't matter if he's rough. It's not like it'd be if he would be doing this with Snow (but she is far, far from his mind right now, locked up with the calmer and maybe even more human part of him far beyond his reach).
And so he presses back just as hard, just as violently, their tongues more at war than anything else because he sure as hell isn't backing down from this nor is he planning on letting her take the lead here. This time when he grabs her shoulders while kissing her roughly it involves his claws digging into them as well, hoping to draw more of that sweet blood, not wanting the moment to end.
He hasn't felt this free in ages, and he loves every single moment of it. ]