Oh, but they are needy—Corrigan pulls them all the way off his cock, and they make the most pathetic, pitiful sound in the world, a loud keening whine of disappointment. When this all started, Kurt had been terrified of him, of his strength and power and evil intentions, wholly convinced they would die in agony at his hand, impaled on his inhuman cock. That's what beasts do, ferals, savages. They snatch you up and tear you apart and fuck you to death, not even letting you go into the great beyond with your soul untarnished.
But they had been woefully wrong. Not only has Kurt discovered the most delicious, all-consuming, earth-shattering pleasure within the pack, but they've found companions. Protectors and providers who swear loyalty to them, who shower them with affection and love and undying claims, who will give them a true purpose. They haven't been snatched and soiled and broken. They've come home.
So they're a little needy now. A lot needy. "N-Not fair," they mumble, unable to stop their hips from bucking into Corrigan's hand, wanting to feel his fingers reach deeper, fill them up more, even as he tries to clean them. The claw marks Alpha left behind sting when they move, sharp and beautiful on their skin. "Don't wanna rest. I t-took all of you just fine..." They say that, but they can barely keep their eyes open, fatigue seeping deep into their bones. Now that they're not constantly getting fucked, the day's trials are starting to catch up with them.
The Alpha's final tease does make Kurt perk up a little, hope singing in their chest. So they're a lot needy now. Whose fault is that? "Not yet? S-So I'll be able to one day?" Big trusting eyes glance up at the wolf, the sorry pout on their lips disappearing.
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But they had been woefully wrong. Not only has Kurt discovered the most delicious, all-consuming, earth-shattering pleasure within the pack, but they've found companions. Protectors and providers who swear loyalty to them, who shower them with affection and love and undying claims, who will give them a true purpose. They haven't been snatched and soiled and broken. They've come home.
So they're a little needy now. A lot needy. "N-Not fair," they mumble, unable to stop their hips from bucking into Corrigan's hand, wanting to feel his fingers reach deeper, fill them up more, even as he tries to clean them. The claw marks Alpha left behind sting when they move, sharp and beautiful on their skin. "Don't wanna rest. I t-took all of you just fine..." They say that, but they can barely keep their eyes open, fatigue seeping deep into their bones. Now that they're not constantly getting fucked, the day's trials are starting to catch up with them.
The Alpha's final tease does make Kurt perk up a little, hope singing in their chest. So they're a lot needy now. Whose fault is that? "Not yet? S-So I'll be able to one day?" Big trusting eyes glance up at the wolf, the sorry pout on their lips disappearing.