Post-Apocalyptic Werewolf
I was recently in Nicolai's post-apocalyptic werewolf pick-up (you lucky Madison people you!). I played the group's ritemaster and beta. Growing up in werewolf society, his big way of rebelling for dominance against his werewolf mom was by trying to act more human than most werewolves (he wasn't too good at it). My big secret was that until her death a few weeks before game, I had been in a romantic relationship with our alpha. To illustrate how my character had been in a non-sexual romantic relationship I may have written a tiny backstory snippit. Feel my dorky shame.
He looked up at her from the crouch he was in, studying her expression from below. She had teased him sometimes, at how for all his trying to act human he still instinctively took specific postures with people. He couldn’t help it, she was his alpha, it felt right to have his head lower than hers. He sighed, looking down.
“We really need to talk about this.”
Her shoulders tensed, “I’m pretty sure we don’t.”
He rolled his eyes, “Look, I wouldn’t ever bring it up again…if you hadn’t kissed me back. This isn’t just me. Both of us-”
“Did something that we shouldn’t have. Even if we weren’t considered family-“
“Cousins! Distant cousins! It’s a stupid taboo!” He stood, his posture still showing some aspects of submission to her even as he loomed and tried to control his volume.
“Stupid? Really? We both know exactly what would happen if we had a kid.” Her fists were clenched, nails digging into her palms. “It wouldn’t be pretty.”
He raised his eyebrows, looking exasperated, “Then we don’t need to have kids. This is the 21st century, we can both donate genetic material for wolfblood babies.”
“And if a condom broke? Or birth control failed? Then BAM, evil spirit thing.”
He scrubbed his hands over his face. “I’m flattered that I’m so damn irresistible, but for God’s sake, we don’t have to have sex!”
“What? But you…I thought you wanted…”
“Look, I love you. And you seem to feel pretty similarly. But sex isn’t the be all end all of a relationship. Babies aren’t made from kissing. Hell, babies aren’t made from heavy petting. There are a hell of a lot of ways to have a perfectly functional and satisfactory relationship without intercourse.”
She thought for a moment and gave him a small kiss before pulling back and biting her lip, “It’s still considered incest by some people, you know.”
He smiled against her lips and said in a mocking tone, “Well, if worst comes to worst and people find out we can always move to the south.”
He looked up at her from the crouch he was in, studying her expression from below. She had teased him sometimes, at how for all his trying to act human he still instinctively took specific postures with people. He couldn’t help it, she was his alpha, it felt right to have his head lower than hers. He sighed, looking down.
“We really need to talk about this.”
Her shoulders tensed, “I’m pretty sure we don’t.”
He rolled his eyes, “Look, I wouldn’t ever bring it up again…if you hadn’t kissed me back. This isn’t just me. Both of us-”
“Did something that we shouldn’t have. Even if we weren’t considered family-“
“Cousins! Distant cousins! It’s a stupid taboo!” He stood, his posture still showing some aspects of submission to her even as he loomed and tried to control his volume.
“Stupid? Really? We both know exactly what would happen if we had a kid.” Her fists were clenched, nails digging into her palms. “It wouldn’t be pretty.”
He raised his eyebrows, looking exasperated, “Then we don’t need to have kids. This is the 21st century, we can both donate genetic material for wolfblood babies.”
“And if a condom broke? Or birth control failed? Then BAM, evil spirit thing.”
He scrubbed his hands over his face. “I’m flattered that I’m so damn irresistible, but for God’s sake, we don’t have to have sex!”
“What? But you…I thought you wanted…”
“Look, I love you. And you seem to feel pretty similarly. But sex isn’t the be all end all of a relationship. Babies aren’t made from kissing. Hell, babies aren’t made from heavy petting. There are a hell of a lot of ways to have a perfectly functional and satisfactory relationship without intercourse.”
She thought for a moment and gave him a small kiss before pulling back and biting her lip, “It’s still considered incest by some people, you know.”
He smiled against her lips and said in a mocking tone, “Well, if worst comes to worst and people find out we can always move to the south.”