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Could I get a Bigby X fem/nb reader smut? Maybe… reader’s first time witnessing Bigby’s heat? Or Virgin!Bigby bc I have a head cannon
of course!
The Phase of The Moon Bigby wolf x fem reader
Warnings: Smut, 18+ breeding kink, in heat, hybrid transformation, biting, degradation, scratching, masturbation
Pairing: Bigby wolf x fem reader
Summary: small plot, keep it brief, then we fuck
"Bigby? You Home?"
You called out his name as you stood knocking on his apartment door for the past 20 minutes. That damn Sheriff promised you. After work, he takes you out to the woods and glimpses the stars. You even packed a picnic basket with food and some blankets just in case it gets cold. You wore a daily spring half split joint v-neck skirt dress with the basket in one hand and the other knocking on the door.
Ugh, I swear to God if he forgets our date...
Just as you were about to open the door, your phone rang, and you picked up the sound of Snow's voice. " Y/n, you okay?" She asked worriedly. " Yea... I'm fine. Why are you-"
"No need, but your boyfriend wants me to tell you not to go to his apartment. He's... Going through his phase."
What now?
" What do you mean by" The loud alienated groan hollered out from the bedroom. You placed the picnic basket on the table, "Snow... I gotta call you right back..." You replied as you hung up the phone and slowly ascended to the bedroom; the groans grew louder and louder as you reached Bigby's bedroom door. You hear your name, followed by a moan coming from the bedroom. You quietly opened the door as it creaked, Bigby lay on the bed, his cock painfully throbbing as he tried to stroke it. The hint of pink smoke filled his lungs. He inhaled your scent. She's here, She's not supposed to be here, damn Snow, why didn't you keep away?!
Before you know it, he pounced on you as the door behind you slammed shut and pulled you into a deep rough, desperate kiss. Tongues exploring the other's mouth while fighting for superiority. Bigby won that fight as his tongue went deeper, leaving you breathless. He pulled away and went to bury himself into your neck. " Didn't Snow told you to stay away?" He grunted as he inhaled more of your perfume. His hands efficiently hiked your skirt and grabbed the flesh of your thigh, the feeling of his claws grazing the skin producing a yelp.
" Why didn't you tell me this sooner, instead of me getting it from Snow? I could help," You whimpered as his erection between your thighs got wetter. He pulled you away from the door and tossed you on his bed. You bounced on impact. He crawled onto the mattress, towering over your figure. " Help me? You think you can help me with this?" He dragged his erection across your entrance. You started to wiggle, " Please baby; let me help you," You asserted. Screw the date. This must be taken care of first.
He stood on the bed with his knees, pulling the throbbing dick out of his pants, he breathed out a sigh of relief as this cock stood out in the cold air. He looked at you with a toothy grin. "This cock won't suck itself." You crawled on all fours, hovering your mouth over his length. You rolled out your tongue, and you suck down on his cock, taking as much of him in his mouth. He groaned as he clawed his sheets. He rolled his eyes back. Lifting his head to the ceiling as you were deliciously bobbing on his cock, his moans mixed with yours filled the room. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and fully face fuck you on his rock-hard cock.
Only when you started to gag on his manhood. He'd pull out with an unsatisfied moan. You gasped for air. Breathing felt so hot. He stared at you with his wolfish brown-gold eyes as he sees the state you were in. hyperventilating and desperately must of him. Such a pathetic little whore you are. He set you on your back again, he extended your legs open as he positioned his face into your uncovered cunt.
"No panties? You knew this would come to this, didn't you, my mate?" He growled, and he stroked his tongue into your stripe, rosebud pussy. Leaving you moaning as you seized the sheets below you. He did the exact action, again and again till you were creaming on his mouth, calling your euphoria. "Bigby, s-stop teasing, and fuck me, please." You begged. " Needy mate, is a needy whore." He rasped impatiently. He hurriedly flipped you over on your stomach, curved your hips in the air, and pushed your head into the bed. He lined up his cock to your entrance, skimming only the tip before slamming it into your velvet folds. He slowly thrust, keeping a constant speed, then after a few brief moments, he started to rammed you outta existence. You didn't know how many times you cum, or how long it's been but you couldn't care. Because for one, you couldn't conclude a coherent thought. The sound of headboard dragging on the wall, your moans and slutty pleas, and Bigby's grunts and moans of pleasure filled the room.
It's the fourth time you cum, and he's still not finished. The pace of his thrust was not going slower. But faster. He's rutting into you like an animal, and you think it was seductive?! You cried out his name like a broken chant, his claws at your hair and raising your head up to meet his fangs. "Let hear you mate, let everyone in this fucking building know who you belong to, you're my mate. Mine." He bit the side of your shoulder, drawing a little bit of blood, he repeated the same thing to the other shoulder and then your neck, marking his territory. His thrusts began to get messy and ragged. He's reaching his limit. Your cunt kept clenching around him, driving out his climax. He cum with a final grunt as his seed painted your filthy hole. Some of yours and his dripped on the bedsheets. The weight of your knees gave up on you as you collapsed on the bed.
He pulled out with a roar as the semen spilled out of your fucked pussy. He stared at your now fucked out state, and your poor abused whole. " So... did I help?" You asked in exhaustion after your post climax as you looked at him with weary sights. He didn't quickly as he laid closer on your side. " Yea... you did wonderfully, sweetheart, but can you linger here a little longer?" he praised following with a question.
You gave him a confused hum. He added, "These sort of things lasts a couple days... And I really want you, so bad." He purred as he kissed the hickeys on your neck and shoulders. But then his cock began to throb again. " Think you can go another round with your wolf?"
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”
“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Climb aboard, then!” But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown. “Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.”
“I can’t help it,” said the scorpion. “It’s my nature.”
___
…But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the frog felt a subtle motion on its back, and in a panic dived deep beneath the rushing waters, leaving the scorpion to drown.
“It was going to sting me anyway,” muttered the frog, emerging on the other side of the river. “It was inevitable. You all knew it. Everyone knows what those scorpions are like. It was self-defense.”
___
…But no sooner had they cast off from the bank, the frog felt the tip of a stinger pressed lightly against the back of its neck. “What do you think you’re doing?” said the frog.
“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”
They swam in silence to the other end of the river, where the scorpion climbed off, leaving the frog fuming.
“After the kindness I showed you!” said the frog. “And you threatened to kill me in return?”
“Kindness?” said the scorpion. “To only invite me on your back after you knew I was defenseless, unable to use my tail without killing myself? My dear frog, I only treated you as I was treated. Your kindness was as poisoned as a scorpion’s sting.”
___
…“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”
“You have a point,” the frog acknowledged. “But once we get to dry land, couldn’t you sting me then without repercussion?”
“All I want is to cross the river safely,” said the scorpion. “Once I’m on the other side I would gladly let you be.”
“But I would have to trust you on that,” said the frog. “While you’re pressing a stinger to my neck. By ferrying you to land I’d be be giving up the one deterrent I hold over you.”
“But by the same logic, I can’t possibly withdraw my stinger while we’re still over water,” the scorpion protested.
The frog paused in the middle of the river, treading water. “So, I suppose we’re at an impasse.”
The river rushed around them. The scorpion’s stinger twitched against the frog’s unbroken skin. “I suppose so,” the scorpion said.
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Absolutely not!” said the frog, and dived beneath the waters, and so none of them learned anything.
___
A scorpion, being unable to swim, asked a turtle (as in the original Persian version of the fable) to carry it across the river. The turtle readily agreed, and allowed the scorpion aboard its shell. Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell. The turtle, swimming placidly, failed to notice.
They reached the other side of the river, and parted ways as friends.
___
…Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell.
The turtle, hearing the tap of the scorpion’s sting, was offended at the scorpion’s ungratefulness. Thankfully, having been granted the powers to both defend itself and to punish evil, the turtle sank beneath the waters and drowned the scorpion out of principle.
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” sneered the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back.”
The scorpion pleaded earnestly. “Do you think so little of me? Please, I must cross the river. What would I gain from stinging you? I would only end up drowning myself!”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Even a scorpion knows to look out for its own skin. Climb aboard, then!”
But as they forged through the rushing waters, the scorpion grew worried. This frog thinks me a ruthless killer, it thought. Would it not be justified in throwing me off now and ridding the world of me? Why else would it agree to this? Every jostle made the scorpion more and more anxious, until the frog surged forward with a particularly large splash, and in panic the scorpion lashed out with its stinger.
“I knew it,” snarled the frog, as they both thrashed and drowned. “A scorpion cannot change its nature.”
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. The frog agreed, but no sooner than they were halfway across the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown.
“I’ve only myself to blame,” sighed the frog, as they both sank beneath the waters. “You, you’re a scorpion, I couldn’t have expected anything better. But I knew better, and yet I went against my judgement! And now I’ve doomed us both!”
“You couldn’t help it,” said the scorpion mildly. “It’s your nature.”
___
…“Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.”
“Alas, I was of two natures,” said the scorpion. “One said to gratefully ride your back across the river, and the other said to sting you where you stood. And so both fought, and neither won.” It smiled wistfully. “Ah, it would be nice to be just one thing, wouldn’t it? Unadulterated in nature. Without the capacity for conflict or regret.”
___
“By the way,” said the frog, as they swam, “I’ve been meaning to ask: What’s on the other side of the river?”
“It’s the journey,” said the scorpion. “Not the destination.”
___
…“What’s on the other side of anything?” said the scorpion. “A new beginning.”
___
…”Another scorpion to mate with,” said the scorpion. “And more prey to kill, and more living bodies to poison, and a forthcoming lineage of cruelties that you will be culpable in.”
___
…”Nothing we will live to see, I fear,” said the scorpion. “Already the currents are growing stronger, and the river seems like it shall swallow us both. We surge forward, and the shoreline recedes. But does that mean our striving was in vain?”
___
“I love you,” said the scorpion.
The frog glanced upward. “Do you?”
“Absolutely. Can you imagine the fear of drowning? Of course not. You’re a frog. Might as well be scared of breathing air. And yet here I am, clinging to your back, as the waters rage around us. Isn’t that love? Isn’t that trust? Isn’t that necessity? I could not kill you without killing myself. Are we not inseparable in this?”
The frog swam on, the both of them silent.
___
“I’m so tired,” murmured the frog eventually. “How much further to the other side? I don’t know how long we’ve been swimming. I’ve been treading water. And it’s getting so very dark.”
“Shh,” the scorpion said. “Don’t be afraid.”
The frog’s legs kicked out weakly. “How long has it been? We’re lost. We’re lost! We’re doomed to be cast about the waters forever. There is no land. There’s nothing on the other side, don’t you see!”
“Shh, shh,” said the scorpion. “My venom is a hallucinogenic. Beneath its surface, the river is endlessly deep, its currents carrying many things.”
“You - You’ve killed us both,” said the frog, and began to laugh deliriously. “Is this - is this what it’s like to drown?”
“We’ve killed each other,” said the scorpion soothingly. “My venom in my glands now pulsing through your veins, the waters of your birthing pool suffusing my lungs. We are engulfing each other now, drowning in each other. I am breathless. Do you feel it? Do you feel my sting pierced through your heart?”
“What a foolish thing to do,” murmured the frog. “No logic. No logic to it at all.”
“We couldn’t help it,” whispered the scorpion. “It’s our natures. Why else does anything in the world happen? Because we were made for this from birth, darling, every moment inexplicable and inevitable. What a crazy thing it is to fall in love, and yet - It’s all our fault! We are both blameless. We’re together now, darling. It couldn’t have happened any other way.”
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“It’s funny,” said the frog. “I can’t say that I trust you, really. Or that I even think very much of you and that nasty little stinger of yours to begin with. But I’m doing this for you regardless. It’s strange, isn’t it? It’s strange. Why would I do this? I want to help you, want to go out of my way to help you. I let you climb right onto my back! Now, whyever would I go and do a foolish thing like that?”
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”
“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Come aboard, then!” But no sooner had the scorpion mounted the frog’s back than it began to sting, repeatedly, while still safely on the river’s bank.
The frog groaned, thrashing weakly as the venom coursed through its veins, beginning to liquefy its flesh. “Ah,” it muttered. “For some reason I never considered this possibility.”
“Because you were never scared of me,” the scorpion whispered in its ear. “You were never scared of dying. In a past life you wore a shell and sat in judgement. And then you were reborn: soft-skinned, swift, unburdened, as new and vulnerable as a child, moving anew through a world of children. How could anyone ever be cruel, you thought, seeing the precariousness of it all?” The scorpion bowed its head and drank. “How could anyone kill you without killing themselves?”
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My beloved gave me The Wolf Among Us as a Christmas present, and I adore it! Having read the comics to vol. 6 and knowing some of the events of 8 related to Bigby, a few twists of the first episode don't have as big an impact on me for shock value, but it's still SO SATISFYING.
I'm playing Bigby as a guy who is trying (emphasis on trying) to be a little more sympathetic to others, and who is rather sensitive about women, especially Snow. Call a woman a 'bitch' in front of him and he'll knock you out; badmouth Snow and he'll want to tear you to pieces.
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She looks a little like Miss Piggy, a lot more sullen than I intended, her bone structure is insane (are her cheekbones upside down?), and she's apparently a quadruple amputee. But other than that...!
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