Special: Little Red Riding Hood AU [Seunghyeon & Kwangsun] (18+)

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This is an AU special episode and has no relation to the main story or Seunghyeon & Kwangsun's canon relationship. This is also very explicit and spicy—definitely 18+ only. Enjoy!


Seunghyeon collapsed onto the forest floor, panting as he frantically looked behind him. It was clear. With a sigh, he brushed his fingers against his bloody shins; long claw marks dug into his skin. He gritted his teeth.

He was peacefully preparing his den before another wolf broke in and tried to mate him. Luckily, he got out in time, but he wished he grabbed something other than his crimson cloak. Though, anything warmer would be too uncomfortable.

Seunghyeon laid his cheek against the dewy moss and sighed. The ground was cool against his burning skin. And the singing birds in the distance were peaceful. Sniffing the air, this part of the forest was unclaimed. His tail swayed. Maybe he could rest for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, he flinched as he pressed his hips down. His hole already dripped slick down his leg.

With a whimper, he bit down on the end of his fluffy tail and reached back. Slipping one finger inside him, he coated his fingers in his slick and wrapped his hand around his cock, moaning as he slowly moved his fists.

Just once, and then I can get moving again.

Pumping his hand faster, Seunghyeon squeezed his eyes shut. He focused on the pooling heat in the pit of his stomach, but it wasn't enough. His hole was begging to be filled, but he tried to ignore it. He couldn't get too comfortable here.

The snap of a twig echoed, and Seunghyeon froze. He whipped his head around, his ears perking up. A tree on the top of the hill tilted and started to fall, snapping everything in its way. Seunghyeon cowered under his cloak with a yelp as the tree crashed down a few feet away from him.

"Hey! Are you okay down there?" A voice called out from atop the hill.

Seunghyeon gulped, tightening his cloak around him as the heavy footsteps approached. Boots. Seunghyeon curled his tail, hiding it, and tugged his hood further over his head.

"What are you doing out here? Are you hurt?" The other's voice was gentle and low, sending shivers down Seunghyeon's spine. Daring to look up, Seunghyeon's eyes widened at the umber-skinned man with a broad chest and human ears. Human ears with an axe in his hand.

Flinching, Seunghyeon tore away and curled into himself, a small ball under his red cloak.

The man seemed to notice because, with a crack, he lodged the axe into the fallen tree and took a step closer. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." When Seunghyeon didn't say anything, the other continued. "I'm Kwangsun. Can you tell me your name?"

Seunghyeon gnawed at his bottom lip and peeked up. The man's– Kwangsun's sleeves were taut around his biceps. Seunghyeon gulped, tracing his muscles with his eyes.

As the adrenaline settled, his heat burst hotter, surging through his body. He tentatively sat on his knees, covering himself as much as he could.

"Seunghyeon." he breathed out. Seunghyeon bit his lip, holding back his panting. He curled his claws into the moss.

"Seunghyeon," Kwangsun repeated and smiled. "That's a pretty name." Kwangsun knelt in front of him. Seunghyeon turned his head away. "What village are you from? I can help you get back. There are wolves out here, you know."

If only Kwangsun knew. "I-I'm fine," Seunghyeon panted, whimpering as a wave of heat rolled in his gut.

"You don't sound fine," Kwangsun said with a soft chuckle. Seunghyeon opened his mouth to protest, but another surge of heat knocked him forward.

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