Primal Howl 3
Title: Primal Howl 3
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Creature!fic, violence, animal death, DUB-CON/NON-CON WOLF!SEX
Word count: 850
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for crownjade, who asked for a sequel to Primal Howl 2.
Summary: Potter gives and takes.
Ignoring the desperate shouts of his friends, Draco turned and loped after Potter. The cold air felt exhilarating, and his nose twitched in delight at the rich scents surrounding him. His powerful strides enabled him to catch up to the trotting Potter easily.
When Draco drew abreast of the other wolf, he gave a playful yip and shouldered Potter. The larger wolf pounced, and the two of them ended up wrestling on the ground. Their snarls sounded fierce, but their nips were harmless as they grappled. Eventually, Draco was pinned by the larger wolf, and he presented his belly with a submissive whine.
Satisfied, Potter sat back on his haunches, pointed his nose skyward and released another primal howl. Draco sat up and added his own voice, creating a duet of howls. Around them creatures fled or went to ground, terrified by the unearthly howls emanating from the werewolves.
Potter went silent and used his nose to scent the air. He sprang into motion once more, and Draco followed him. Potter's nose touched the ground and he began loping northward. Draco lowered his own head and sampled the intriguing scent. It was warm and vital and alive, and his mouth watered in anticipation. Potter tracked his prey to an area covered in dense undergrowth. His big body stilled, and his head tilted to the side while he cocked his ears. Potter lunged forward, and Draco heard his teeth snap on empty air an instant before he heard the shrill scream of a wounded animal. The sound was cut off, and Potter emerged from the undergrowth with a rabbit dangling limply from his jaws.
He trotted away, and Draco danced after him, nostrils quivering at the scent of a fresh kill. Potter turned to face him and dropped the rabbit at Draco's feet, presenting it to him as an offering. In spite of the revulsion that the still-human portion of Draco's mind felt, his lupine instincts had him sinking his teeth into the carcass. Draco devoured the rabbit, then he sat back and licked his bloodied muzzle.
Potter was reclining at ease a short distance away, and Draco padded over to join him. He busied himself licking his paws and didn't pay attention to Potter when the dark wolf rose to his feet. Draco didn't notice anything out of the ordinary until the other wolf mounted him. Startled, he tried to rise to his feet, but all he accomplished was to raise his hindquarters into prime position. Draco yelped when Potter's cock penetrated him. He snarled and snapped at the alpha wolf, suffering a savage bite to his nape in punishment. Draco subsided, whining and squirming in discomfort as the other wolf copulated with him. Mercifully, it ended quickly. Potter ejaculated inside of Draco and then stood over him, panting at his amorous exertions. The base of Potter's penis had swelled inside of Draco, leaving them locked together.
Draco whined again, uneasy with the position he was in. His alpha soothed him with gentle licks to his ears. Draco's tail twitched as it tried to wag between their bodies. He had his alpha's approval, and he was content. When the knot in Potter's penis receded, he uncoupled from his mate.
Draco jumped to his feet and capered around Potter, who watched his antics with ears perked forward in amusement. Draco's mouth opened and his tongue lolled out, indicating he wanted to play. He ran in a circle around the dark gray wolf until Potter gave chase. They raced across a frozen field, their tough paws impervious to the frost. Draco led Potter on quite a chase, but the larger wolf overtook him and tackled Draco. They rolled across the ground, nipping at one another until Draco submitted, belly up, beneath the alpha wolf.
Potter straddled him, the stiff set of his legs indicating his dominant instincts were coming to the fore. Draco stayed still, his own instincts compelling him to remain in the submissive position. Potter sniffed at Draco's upturned belly before laving the area of Draco's sheath with his tongue. The tip of Draco cock protruded, and he whimpered when Potter licked it. Potter stepped back and pawed at the smaller wolf.
Draco rolled over and assumed a sexually submissive posture. He was once again mounted and forced to accept the other wolf's cock. This time, however, Draco's penis descended from his sheath, and he rutted against the ground as Potter coupled with him. Draco's spunk spilled over the withered grass, and a moment later, Potter's spunk spurted inside of him. Again, the protrusion at the base of Potter's cock bound them together. Draco relaxed beneath his alpha and rested his chin on his paws. Dawn was approaching, and he didn't want to return to his former life.
Primal Howl 4
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Creature!fic, violence, animal death, DUB-CON/NON-CON WOLF!SEX
Word count: 850
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a birthday gift for crownjade, who asked for a sequel to Primal Howl 2.
Summary: Potter gives and takes.
Ignoring the desperate shouts of his friends, Draco turned and loped after Potter. The cold air felt exhilarating, and his nose twitched in delight at the rich scents surrounding him. His powerful strides enabled him to catch up to the trotting Potter easily.
When Draco drew abreast of the other wolf, he gave a playful yip and shouldered Potter. The larger wolf pounced, and the two of them ended up wrestling on the ground. Their snarls sounded fierce, but their nips were harmless as they grappled. Eventually, Draco was pinned by the larger wolf, and he presented his belly with a submissive whine.
Satisfied, Potter sat back on his haunches, pointed his nose skyward and released another primal howl. Draco sat up and added his own voice, creating a duet of howls. Around them creatures fled or went to ground, terrified by the unearthly howls emanating from the werewolves.
Potter went silent and used his nose to scent the air. He sprang into motion once more, and Draco followed him. Potter's nose touched the ground and he began loping northward. Draco lowered his own head and sampled the intriguing scent. It was warm and vital and alive, and his mouth watered in anticipation. Potter tracked his prey to an area covered in dense undergrowth. His big body stilled, and his head tilted to the side while he cocked his ears. Potter lunged forward, and Draco heard his teeth snap on empty air an instant before he heard the shrill scream of a wounded animal. The sound was cut off, and Potter emerged from the undergrowth with a rabbit dangling limply from his jaws.
He trotted away, and Draco danced after him, nostrils quivering at the scent of a fresh kill. Potter turned to face him and dropped the rabbit at Draco's feet, presenting it to him as an offering. In spite of the revulsion that the still-human portion of Draco's mind felt, his lupine instincts had him sinking his teeth into the carcass. Draco devoured the rabbit, then he sat back and licked his bloodied muzzle.
Potter was reclining at ease a short distance away, and Draco padded over to join him. He busied himself licking his paws and didn't pay attention to Potter when the dark wolf rose to his feet. Draco didn't notice anything out of the ordinary until the other wolf mounted him. Startled, he tried to rise to his feet, but all he accomplished was to raise his hindquarters into prime position. Draco yelped when Potter's cock penetrated him. He snarled and snapped at the alpha wolf, suffering a savage bite to his nape in punishment. Draco subsided, whining and squirming in discomfort as the other wolf copulated with him. Mercifully, it ended quickly. Potter ejaculated inside of Draco and then stood over him, panting at his amorous exertions. The base of Potter's penis had swelled inside of Draco, leaving them locked together.
Draco whined again, uneasy with the position he was in. His alpha soothed him with gentle licks to his ears. Draco's tail twitched as it tried to wag between their bodies. He had his alpha's approval, and he was content. When the knot in Potter's penis receded, he uncoupled from his mate.
Draco jumped to his feet and capered around Potter, who watched his antics with ears perked forward in amusement. Draco's mouth opened and his tongue lolled out, indicating he wanted to play. He ran in a circle around the dark gray wolf until Potter gave chase. They raced across a frozen field, their tough paws impervious to the frost. Draco led Potter on quite a chase, but the larger wolf overtook him and tackled Draco. They rolled across the ground, nipping at one another until Draco submitted, belly up, beneath the alpha wolf.
Potter straddled him, the stiff set of his legs indicating his dominant instincts were coming to the fore. Draco stayed still, his own instincts compelling him to remain in the submissive position. Potter sniffed at Draco's upturned belly before laving the area of Draco's sheath with his tongue. The tip of Draco cock protruded, and he whimpered when Potter licked it. Potter stepped back and pawed at the smaller wolf.
Draco rolled over and assumed a sexually submissive posture. He was once again mounted and forced to accept the other wolf's cock. This time, however, Draco's penis descended from his sheath, and he rutted against the ground as Potter coupled with him. Draco's spunk spilled over the withered grass, and a moment later, Potter's spunk spurted inside of him. Again, the protrusion at the base of Potter's cock bound them together. Draco relaxed beneath his alpha and rested his chin on his paws. Dawn was approaching, and he didn't want to return to his former life.
Primal Howl 4