‘Is it wrong that I want Connor – that innocent boy. To make me his personal cock sleeve? Utilizing his strength in forcibly subjecting my body to any and all positions under the sun. He lifts and pushes me however he feels as he ravages my form without mercy. Making me orgasm until I beg him to stop or else I’d faint from all the sweaty thrusting 🤤 That man does things to me…’
Just want to show love and appreciation for @thenoahwatts and his band, @nickelsandbones! Thank you for not only gracing us with the voice of Connor, but with your awesome music during these crazy times!
‘I feel like a dirty voyeur for wanting to spy a young Connor entering adulthood–like a 20-year-old Connor–masturbate for the first time, ever. All the awkward bells and whistles included. Like I can just imagine him being so damn embarrassed about it. I’d help him, but I get this feeling that Achilles would catch him first, and he’d get in trouble. LMAO I’d get the hell outta the Homestead ASAP if Achilles also catches me catching him, AHAHAHA’
‘Every fiber in Connor’s body flared into a cold sweet of desire, the full moon hadn’t even rose however he could feel his old self slipping. He looked his lover in the eyes, your back to the forest ground tied in a satin white dress. Even as he huffed in animalistic breath you displayed no nervousness. He asked again if you wanted this, even in such a state he would never force anything on you. But he needed to make it known how mating season changes him, how he conquered his were-wolf abilities yet still he would act very different. Nodding, you said you trusted him, and how both of you only wanted to have something like this with each other. Ready or not a yellow color overtook his pupils, his skin stretched itself into his bigger form. His teeth turned to jaws meanwhile his fingernails twisted into claws. Admittedly a gulp of anxiety knotted in your throat at the sight. You’ve seen this form, but on mating season he’s as unpredictable as when you two first meet. Before thoughts could finish his claws made your dress ripped cloth as he stripped you like meat for him. His weight pressed down as he removed his own clothing. Connor was a big man even in human form, however as he drove his manhood into you.
‘It was clear a few inches of him stuck out of your entrance. He snarled at the realization, you were gasping as he thrusted to correct that. A matter of seconds you cried out how much it hurt but never wishing him to stop. You always enjoyed the sensual love making Connor would give you on normal days, yet his loss of control was dangerous. You were instantly turned on by how much he caves into making you his screaming and squirming meat for sex. His forehead presses against your jawline while his oversized teeth bite into the space between your neck and shoulder. He ungraciously digs his muscled fingers into your thighs as he plunges himself into you. The physical pain was a single drop in an ocean of pleasure and fantasy you were in. His panting was almost as loud as your cries while he mercilessly unloaded into you orgasm after orgasm. Toes curled against the soil beneath you. He planned a comfy space for you ahead of time. Always the gentleman, except in this act itself. You weren’t used to this type of treatment from him. First time for everything, and you certainly welcomed it if it was by him. He stops by morning at the exit of the full moon. He gazed at his lover in your marked, scratched, and sleeping form after god knows how many positions he subjected you to. Dressing you wasn’t an option by the small remnants of the dress that was left. A smile swept across his face by your sleepy expression as he bridal carried you off the dirt. Lamenting how you couldn’t take any more, he reassured he needs rest from the night you shared as well. All worry disappeared by your contently loving groans in his direction, no matter what form he was in he’s always seeking to please you.’
‘Connor, Shay, and Jacob’s arms get me feeling all sorts of things…how they could easily pin me on my back and have there way with my form. The delicate warmth they would bring cuddled around me. The sensation of there brute strength as they carried me bridal style. AC gave me a whole new fetish…🤤🤤🤤’
‘An animalistic need overcomes Connor during the full moon at this season. His instincts worm into his thoughts so badly he can’t collect himself as he usually can during sex. Which is why he made sure to find a cozy, soft place in the middle of the woods for him and you. Far enough so your euphoric screams cannot be traced to where he is naked on top of you, all your clothes ripped away so he can satisfy you both. Growling and marking you all night, not stopping until you’re too exhausted to moan. When his senses return he apologetically massages your sore limbs. His chest cushions you and blankets your body with his arms from the chilly winds. He had warned this would happen if you wanted to be with a werewolf during mating season. However he was eager for you to stay with him regardless, he never wanted to mate with anyone else. He also doesn’t mind he has to carry back home after such an evening.’
‘Connor is a werewolf during mating season, he dragged me out into the woods. Found a comfy stop for my back to lay on and where I could cry out as loud as I wanted. He couldn’t control himself as he tore my clothes off and made animalistic love to me all night. All his new stamina and beastly lust.’
‘Nobody’s into this except for me, but I want Connor to top Jacob and pound him like there’s no tomorrow. The moans coming out of their mouths, their chest rubbing against each other, Jacob’s legs wrapped tightly around Connor’s waist, the simple fact that Jacob looks so small underneath the other man… Connor, the one who’s gentle and introverted is actually the biggest dom while Jacob on the other hand is a bottom… Something about them being together sounds so perfect to me.’
Oh, you’re definitely not alone, my dearest anon. I ship them, too ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡ – ✧) There’s something very alluring about a calm and silent character like Connor dominating the ever loving fuck out of a rambunctious and cheeky character like Jacob. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘The stress of finals is not helping my mental health alongside the stress of the pandemic. But now I’m ever so conflicted, I don’t know if I want Connor to make delicate, praising love to me. In all his muscular glory I’ll ride on top in control of the act. Or if I want to Shay to top me like there’s no tomorrow, talking dirty in that deliciously husky accent of his. He makes me his and never releases me from his clutches. Both would have great cuddling sessions post-sex, ahhhh decisions.’
