Bennett was having a sleepover with Razor. It was currently 4:36 am, and the two friends couldn't get a wink of sleep. Despite running around all day and abusing hilichurls with elemental reactions, they still had enough energy to set the entirety of Teyvat on fire.
"Bestie Razor," Bennett mumbled as he chomped on some wolfhooks that he picked up from the nasty ground. "Do you..."
Bennett paused, his face turning a deep red shade out of embarrassment.
Razor turned his head to look at the bruised adventurer. "Do I what, Bestie?" he asked.
Bennett bit his lip, considering if he should finish his question or not.
Finally, he let out a sigh. "Do you know what roleplay is?"
He stared at Razor, anxiously waiting for an answer. The wolf boy only glanced at him and shrugged.
"Yeah," he said, unfazed. "Why?"
Bennett looked down and clenched his fists. "D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d--d-d-d-d-do you want to r-r-roleplay with m-mm-m-m-me?...."
Razor turned towards his lupical with bright eyes. It almost seemed as if he was an excited dog waiting for food to be dropped or discarded onto the floor.
"Yeah! Yeah!" he exclaimed, nodding frantically. "But what are we going to be roleplaying as?"
Bennett held his breath, twiddling his thumbs while shyly looking away from his friend. "U-uhm... could we roleplay a-as... wolves?" he said, saying the last word slowly.
The wolf boy jumped up and pointed his thumb at his chest. "Lucky for you," he said in a loud and slightly obnoxious voice, "I am an expert at acting like a wolf!" Razor said proudly as he howled into the night sky.
The adventurer's face lit up with excitement as he joined Razor in howling.
The two ran into the forest on all fours, hunting for any boar they could find. Once a group of boars were sighted, they pounced on them and activated their vision, sending the animals flying into the abyss.
They gathered around a flat rock, using it as a table to pile all of their meat that they collected on top. Each boy panted with excitement from the sight of fresh, glorious, raw meat.
They instantly dug in, tearing the meat apart with their fingernails and teeth, just like how a real wolf would do.
Once they had finished their meal, Razor spoke up.
"Bestie Bennett?" he chimed. Bennett hummed in response. "There's still one thing we haven't done as wolves yet..." Razor said.
Bennett's ears seemed to perk up. "What do you mean, Bestie Razor?" he responded.
Razor began to blush, trying to hide his embarrassed face behind his hood. "Well..." he started.
"Come on, spit it out already!" Bennett whined.
Razor pursed his lips. "We still haven't mated as wolves..."
Since they were young, they didn't know what mating truly was. All they did for the rest of the night was cuddle, since that's what they believed mating to be.
"Bestie Razor, I'm feeling sleepy," Bennett said, rubbing his eyes.
"Me too, Bestie Bennett..."
Bennett made eye contact with his friend. "One last howl?" he requested.
"One last howl," Razor smiled.
"I'M THE ALPHA I'M THE LEADER!"
They both screeched at the top of their lungs, annoying all the hilichurl camps in the area.
"AWOOOOOOOOO!!!!! WE'RE WOLVES!!!! WE OWN THE NIGHT!"
The end lolol im not writing furry smut you nasty fucks
