Fluff and Fantasy

Davey

I got this character from Redacted ASMR. Go check him out. He is really cool. And make sure to subscribe. The character is not mine but the plot is. Redacted, if you ever read this, I kinda wrote this as a script for you. If you want me to take it down, I totally will. Any who, I absolutely love your videos. You are so cool and so are your characters. 

"Babe? Sweetheart? Davey? I'm home! Davey?" you call, stepping into the house. You had been gone for the weekend on business, leaving your boyfriend home alone. The thing is...

Your boyfriend is a werewolf. Yes, it sounds cheesy. But this isn't like the movies. Davey is a total brat. He isn't clingy like they show in the movies. He doesn't play fetch and he was highly offend when you asked if he had fleas. 

 You walk into the living room. "Oh my gosh, what happened?" you ask. The pillows on the couch had been torn to shreds, the lap was tipped over, and there were blankets everywhere. 

"Why were you gone so long?" Davey demands, standing in the center of the wreckage. You stare at him in disbelief. 

"The trip ran a little long. What happened to my pillows?" you ask. 

"Why does your work insist on keeping you away?" 

"It was only a weekend. And you still haven't answered my question," you huff. 

"Who cares about the pillows? You could have at least called, Facetimed, something."

"Davey? Did you chew on the pillows?" 

"You really shouldn't keep going on these trips." He ignores your question once again. 

"Why did you trash the house? Just tell me," you plead

"I'm not saying it.," he replies.

"Please? Please, please, please," you beg. 

"No. Listen here you little snot, you already know the answer okay? I'm not saying it just to satisfy your constant need for validation," he snaps.

"You're being kinda mean."

"I'm not being mean. You on the other hand, you are being mean. I haven't seen for an eternity and you haven't even given me a hug," Davey  grumbles

"Aww. Does someone like my hugs?"

"What do you mean? No, I don't like your hugs. I tolerate them. I just don't like you smothering all day, everyday."

"Fine. Come here," you hold your arms open and shuffle over to him. 

"Mmm. Thank you. And stop talking about the pillows... {softly} You know I don't like it when you're gone," he whispers.

"I'm sorry you got separation anxiety," you coo. He pulls away from you.

"I do not have separation anxiety. That... that is for dogs. I am not a dog," he pouts.

"Yes you are. You turn into a dog," you smirk. 

"Hey! I am a wolf not a dog. There is a difference. And either way, it doesn't matter cause I don't have separation anxiety. I'm not an animal," he argues. You give him another hug, laying your head on his chest. 

"Did you miss me?" you ask quietly. 

"Of course I missed you dummy. Missing someone is normal," your boyfriend sighs. 

"Did you chew on the pillows?" you smile. 

"Chewing on things is normal too," he tries to dodge the question. 

"Well, you chew when you're stressed."

"I do not chew when I am stressed."

"Yes you do. You bite your nails," you mutter, tucking deeper into his embrace. 

"Okay. Will you shut up? You're annoying me." You wriggle out of his grasp. 

"I'm annoying?" You glare at him.

"Yes. You are very annoying," he snaps back. 

"Oh ya? Well..." you begin.

"Shut up and hug me. I love you, you know that? Even if you do annoy the hell out of me," he mumbles into your ear. 

"Awww. You missed me. You know, you aren't as tough as you seem," you coo. 

"Ya ya. Kiss me," Davey says. 

"What?" You are a little taken aback. He never asks for affection so outright. 

"You heard me. Kiss me," he demands. You kiss him. Your arms wrap around his neck and your fingers tangle in his hair. He pulls on your waist. 

"what the...?" you mumble into the kiss. 

"Mmm. It's okay. Move with me. Hmm," Davey groans. He kisses you harder as you move toward the couch. 

"There we go. To the couch," he chuckles and stares into your eyes. You sit on his lap, one thigh on either side of him. "Your body feels really nice. I've really missed this," he whispers. He slowly kisses your neck.  You savor the moment. You enjoy moments like these, the times when Davey lets down his guard. The times he is open about what he wants. It was nice to finally feel him against you again.