When you step inside, Scott is sitting on the toilet. You look around for a second, noticing the sink and mirror, as well as a side table, and a clock ticking on the wall. You look back at Scott, who is just sitting on his phone until he notices you, and then his eyes and smile widens, and his tail wags fast. He stands up straight and just looks at you. He looks excited for whatever is to come, but he doesn't seem to know what to do with that excitement. After you two stare at eachother, he says, "Hi baby.." And he steps forward and hugs you. For the first time today, you really notice how strong his scent is. He doesn't smell like the regular body spray he usually smells like. It's hard to explain, but you know deep in your gut that he smells horny. He separates from you and asks, "So.. How do you wanna do this?" "I-I'm not really sure." He leans in by your ear, "Then why don't I take the lead," saying that, his voice becomes deeper, and more primal. He lifts you up and sits you down on the sink. With a smile on his face, he holds your face in his hands, admiring you. "You're so cute, baby." Before you can even smile at the compliment, he smashes his lips onto yours. It catches you off guard, but in a matter of seconds you're kissing him back. You cup his face in your hands. Scott begins licking your face, making you giggle a bit. You open your mouth a little, allowing his tongue to enter. Your makeout session becomes spicier when Scott creeps his hand under your shirt.
He separates himself from you and tugs on your shirt a little and asks, "May I?" You nod. He smiles again and lifts your shirt over your head and tosses it to the side. He admires your body for a minute, before coming back in to continue. You put your hand up, stopping him. You say, "You too, baby." He smiles wider and takes his shirt off too. You practically jump on him, and you continue where you left off. He sets you back on the sink, and his hands go down lower. He really feels you up, and you're admittedly getting really turned on. It's hard for you to believe that you were even nervous at all before entering. You follow as Scott has done, and move your hands lower as well. Once you make contact with his downstairs, he moans a little. You can feel he's as hard as a rock through his jeans. He stops making out with you and rests his forehead on yours. You smirk and look at him as he pants, his eyes closed. When he opens them back up, you see they're full of lust and desire. He lifts you up and puts you on the toilet, and he lifts your legs above your head. He yanks your pants off and goes to town. You gasp and cover your mouth to hold in the noises you're tempted to make. His tongue works wonders for you, driving you crazier every second. He stands straight up, undoes his jeans, and pulls them down, then pulls down his boxers. And there he is, Scott in all his glory, harder than you've ever seen him, and dripping with excitement. He leans forward and cups your face. He puts his head next to yours, and in the deepest voice asks, "You ready for me to fuck your brains out baby?" In that very instant, your intense lust and excitement dies, and you realize this isn't right. Scott never swears. This isn't the real Scott. You aren't ready.
"N-No. I'm... Not...." You feel a strange aura emit from you, and you notice the clock on the wall stops ticking. You readjust yourself and sit straight up on the toilet. Your head sinks low, and you stare at the ground between you two. You say, "I.. I'm so sorry. I just.. This isn't how I want it to go down." You cross your arms, feeling ashamed for some reason. A few tears fall down your face. He gets down on his knees and puts his hand on your leg, caressing your thigh. He says, "I'm sorry too.. I hope I didn't make you feel like you had to.. Do anything you didn't want to." "It's not.. That I don't want to.. Just not here. I want it to be special. I want to go to dinner, and take a stroll or something.. And I want there to be candles, and music, and incense, and whipped cream, and cherries. Honestly, anything else is fine, just as long as it's not in a school bathroom because of mating season." You put your hand on his shoulder, and kiss his forehead. He smiles, "I want you to be happy. More than anything. We don't have to have sex just because I'm horny. It doesn't have to be a sexual thing." "But.. It's sex." He raises an eyebrow and cocks his head to the side. You elaborate, "Sex is a sexual thing." "I don't get it." You chuckle, "Just nevermind. You're sure it's okay?" "I promise." He thinks for a second, "You're still gonna finish me off though, right?" You kiss him on the lips, "You bet your ass I will." You both laugh and start making out once again. The clock resumes its ticking. You switch positions, putting him on the toilet, and you on the floor. You proceed to do something that the author refuses to write, because that's not what this fic is about. Like the true gentleman he is, once you finish him off, he does the same for you. After coming down from your high, you both put your clothes back on and exit the bathroom.
Stepping outside, you see Zoe, holding a sketchbook close to her chest, and grinning like a madwoman. She says, "Heyyyy, you two. What are you up to?" Your face reddens, and you say, "I, um.. We were.. Well.." Scott calmly puts a hand on your shoulder, "We were talking about something important." Zoe squints and looks from one of you to the other, asking, "Is that alllll you did?" Scott's grip on your shoulder tightens, and he struggles to answer. You ask, "Wait a sec, why are you out here?" She chuckles, "Well, all my teachers just so happen to be animalistic, so they're all out for the mating season. Technically, I don't need to be here right now, but it's way more fun to roam the halls.. Seeing who sneaks around together... Making things like these...." She opens the sketchbook and flips open a page. On it is an.. Explicit drawing of you and Scott in the bathroom. You feel Scott's tail hitting your back. He hastily asks, "Can I have this?!" She happily tears the page out, and hands it to him. He carefully folds it up and puts it in his pocket. He adds, "This'll be useful, wink!" You face palm, and suddenly, the bell rings. You shout, "Oh shit!" And you and Scott both run off. Behind you, Zoe calls out, "See you two lovebirds later!" You swear, you will end up killing that girl.
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The Monsters Inside and Out (Scott Howl x Depressed Reader)
FanfictionYour life sucked. There was nothing for you. No happiness, no sunshine, not even a way to escape. You had nothing. Until you met that furry cutie patootie.
