My mate. Lupical. (Razor x Reader) (Alternate SW.)

Chapter Two.

(Warnings: Hrony wolf boy, Bennett failing at being a third wheel, and Razor being painfully delusional.)

     Razor arrived near the Statue of The Seven, looking around for his ash blonde friend. When he smelt flowers, sweets, and a strange scent that he found most men having. He found the unlucky boy, and his small walk turned into a sprint. He was eager to get you to fall for you, he didn't want to be alone anymore, he wants to be loved, held, just be cared for. He was willing to stay with you forever as mates. 

      Bennett smiled at his feral friend, before looking at the items he brought. "Alright! Let's get to work!" He said, placing his hands on his hips.

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      "W-will you go out.. with Razor?" Razor said, his face flushed as he held out a box of chocolates and a flower. The sun kissed his face, making his eyes shine in an ungodly beautiful way, gentle breezes making his hair bounce. "Good, good, but you can't just say that! You have to make a speech, remember Razor?" Bennett instructed, making Razor throw his head back and whine loudly. "Razor not good at chat!" He whimpered, lowering his head to reach eye contact with Bennett. The boy smiled and shook his head. "You'll be fine Razor!" He tried his best to reassure the lovesick male. Razor stared at the flowers. "Flowers.. Remind Razor of Y/n, love flowers.. Like Razor love Y/n.." He was really just talking about how the flowers reminded him of you, but Bennett had sparkles in his eyes. 

     He started to clap, slightly startling the male. "Wonderful Razor! That was amazing!" The ash blonde cheered, making his silver headed friend pull a sheepish smile. "Razor!" That voice warmed Razors soul, making him pull one of those Charlie Brown smiles, his knees weakened, his eyes half lidded, before he turned to the voice with a very happy smile, still holding the Windwheel Asters. He ran over to them. "Y/n!" He yipped with such excitement. He ditched the flowers, running full speed at you as he wrapped his arms around your frame.

     Bennett stared at the interaction, before looking around at his surroundings, and slowly shuffling away with an awkward smile, no way his bad luck was going to ruin this moment! You stayed silent at the sudden action, before wrapping your arms around Razor. "H-hello to you too!" You smiled, his face was burried into your collarbone. "Razor missed Y/n!" He looked up at you, still hanging onto you for support so he wouldn't fall. How obvious it was for him to be lovesick, and oh so how oblivious you were. You thought these were normal actions he produced to good friends.

     Yeah, 'Good Friends'.

     Razor had wanted more classes fron Bennett, he didn't feel like what he already had was impressive enough (which honestly was, considering that he's lived in the wild for all his life.) He wanted to give you more, his all! Maybe you'd fall for him then, like he's fallen for you. Yet, right as he was about to get up from the little patch of grass you both shared, a hand snuck into his. He recognized the softness, and gently squeezed it. 

     He stared at the wall, before slowly laying back down. His crimson eyes trailed over your face, and then at the scar on your neck. How it made him so guilty, but so turned on whenever he looked at it. He wanted to make another one, to mark you forever as his. But only mates do that. He wasn't close to being mates with you, he had to go through the human process. He honestly hated the human process, how crush to dating to marriage went. It hurt his brain, it made him sick just thinking about it. But he understood you were human.

     You were both human.

    He pressed a gentle kiss onto your temple, wrapped an arm around your frame and rubbing your back, pulling you closer. It made him happy, happy that you were close. But he could only do this while you slept and dreamt peacefully. He gently pressed feather light kisses to your face. He didn't lick you as he had gotten somewhat of a hang at the traditional kisses. Of course french kissing he had to work on, but he was very sure he'd enjoy that, just needed to study it a bit. 

     He didn't realize how much he had been fantasizing about just being able to be with you, but it definitely made him all happy and giddy for when it happened. You started to stir awake, making Razor panic. Although he's done this multiple times without being caught, it always scared him he someday would get caught. This morning wasn't any different aside from the tightness in his pants, which happened quite often. You stirred, opening your eyes to see the male holding onto you. 

     You smiled gently at him, petting his head. You knew he was awake from his breathing, which was less calm when he was asleep, but still calm never less. He whined, moving away from you, and staring at your E/c eyes. How beautiful your eyes were to him, he slowly threw himself out of the trance as he throbbed. Fuck.

     "Goodmorning Razor.." the way his name rolled off your tongue almost made him go crazy, the look in your eyes made him painfully hard. How badly he wanted to take care of this right now, but he had to welcome you into the world that you had awaken to. "Morning." He mumbled in a quiet voice. His eyes were gentle, a look of what seemed to be sleepiness, a canine stood out from under his top lip, a small smile made his cheeks rosy with happiness. Welcoming you to a new morning was his favorite thing, of course everything he did with you was his favorite. He loved seeing your unkempt hair strewn on the floor, how your tired eyes met his energetic calm ones. 

     He wanted to bluet out how much he adored you, loved you, but right now wasn't the right time. It wasn't romantic enough. He sat up and stretched, before taking a quick peek at the bulge he had accidentally produced. Ah, yeah, that was an issue if you saw it. Which of course your curious eyes took a glance down, you couldn't tell if you regretted it, or liked it. 

     He sighed out his nose, looking back at you, your face was a deep red from what you have just saw. Razor gave a small warm smile to you, a canine sticking out of his top lip. He was cute, and you slowly started to let yourself go, and accept your feelings for him. 

     The male stood up, stretching. "Meat lupical want?" He asked, it being slightly high pitched from his stretching. You shook your head. "Thank you, oh! What you could get for me is some carrots!" He scrunched up his nose. "Carrots?" He repeated, like he was disgusted. You nodded, you wanted to make carrot cake with what you had in Mondstadt. (If you're allergic to carrot cake, or carrots in general, then instead of a carrot cake, think of a cake you do like! Or pastry!) 

     He nodded, accepting your little request for a green. Or orange? A carrot can't necessarily be a green if it's orange. The colors confused Razor, a lot, but he didn't like the taste of carrots, they were too crunchy, sweet, weird. Then again he didn't mind chewing on bones. He was about to walk out, when he noticed you getting up Infront of him. His eyes bore into yours as you hooked your fingers around the neck of his bandana, before lowering your hand to his necklace, gently running your finger over each charm. You've always wanted to ask how or where he got the necklace, but it looked handmade by hands that didn't know how to tie a knot. 

     The wolf boy stared at you as you messed around with his wear. As long as you didn't go lower than his belt, he was fine with it. He gently caressed the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair. Your hair was soft, he played with it often. It was a beauty to lay eyes on, infact, you were the most beautiful (handsome) person he's ever met, you were eye candy to him, and he took in all of your features the best he could. He would scream to the world how wonderful you are, show you off, he was proud to have you living with him, he was happy you were even his friend. But he was determined to become more. 

     You pressed a small kiss on his cheek containing his scar, and his face heated up a red color. He smiled, he enjoyed the gentle wholesome moment, but what he didn't enjoy was how he would fantasize about this later. Razor stepped back a little bit, waving. "Be home later, don't miss Razor much!" He smiled, and you waved back at him. "Be safe, Razor!"