Venable snuck into her room after staying with you until it was past curfew, her body aching in excitement. As she got into her room, she saw Ms. Mead. "Where have you been?" She questioned, Venable standing straight.
"Don't you dare question me." Venable hissed, pushing past her. "You're fucking (Y/N)." Ms. Mead guessed, her tone not what Venable expected. She expected betrayal and anger, she only heard excitement. "So what if I am!?" Venable snapped, face turning red. "Everyone has been guessing it, add on that you're a werewolf-" "what does the werewolf thing have to do with anything?" Venable felt her body get hot, trying to get away from the conversation.
"You don't have to worry about inbreeding! From my knowledge, werewolves cannot impregnate a human unless they are both werewolves. Add on that werewolf breeding season is just a couple days away..." Ms. Mead explained, Venable realizing what was going to happen. "That's enough information! Good night!" Venable began to push Ms. Mead out of her room. "The Fist and I can cover for you, I can bring you two your food and water!" Ms. Mead offered. "Yes yes, sounds wonderful, good night!"
Venable closed the door, locking it. Panic flooded over her, eyes wide in worry. You would be turned into a walking cum-dumpster if she wasn't careful, she had to know the limits. She got ready for bed, laying down and falling asleep.
Venable found herself in a dream, you were straddling her hips trying desperately to lift up the cover over her sheath. "I really need to ride it!" You pleaded, requiring Venable to move it. Just as she went on to remove it, her alarm went off.
She got up, slowly making her way to the shower. Her body ached, her need to touch you was getting out of hand. She was so terribly tired, but she liked who she was because of you. Once the mean vicious woman with a terrible secret, now someone who just wants to survive and be loved. She didn't like the people here with her, but she had to keep them alive. The wolf in her head commanded it, she had to be a shepherd for her flock of lambs. If not for the wolf in her head, then for you.
Venable got out of the shower, getting dressed. One day until she would show you, one day until she was reduced to a feral animal fucking your brains out. It did excite her, but she also worried for your well-being.
Getting to the dining table, she saw everyone looking at her as they stopped arguing. "She's a werewolf!" Coco screamed, pointing at Venable. "Bullshit." You grumbled, shaking your head. "She is! She's a werewolf and I can prove it!" Coco looked as though she hadn't slept in a couple of days, she picked up the book and pointed to the imagery. "She looked just like this but red!" "Did she fully transform?" "Well... No, but she's a werewolf!"
Venable stayed still, contemplating what to do. "If she is a werewolf, then it only confirms that (Y/N) has a fetish." Gallant poked at his cube, glancing up to Venable. "Ms. Venable, if you are a werewolf, would that make it likely for you to kill us sooner?" Andre asked, catching Venable's attention. "... No..." She spoke almost awkwardly, a cold sweat running down her skin.
"Then she's not a werewolf. Congratulations (Y/N), you were right." Andre talked louder than Coco who was rambling. "We never checked for a bite." Dinah mumbled, everyone looking at her. Coco ran up to Venable, lifting her sleeve and exposing an old bite mark. The Fist swiftly knocked her lights out, bitter. "Holy shit, she is a werewolf." Andre whispered. "(Y/N) has a werewolf fetish." Gallant whispered to himself, shocked. "That's just a bite wound from a dog." Venable explained it away, giving an awkward laugh. She sat down to eat, feeling relief as she began to eat.
You sighed quietly in relief that her lycanthropy was hidden, loins dripping with excitement. The two inch sneak peek wasn't enough, you needed it all. Ms. Mead had informed you last night of breeding season, you had just today to prepare before you were a glazed donut. You swiftly ate, heading to your room while Ms. Mead and Venable kept everyone in the dining room. Blankets, pillows, your books, clothes, and your bag from before the world ended. You had a few things, but one thing you forgot that you brought was a fleshlight. You don't remember how it got in there, but it was still in the box and the perfect size.
You got to Venable's room, getting your side of the bed ready. You left soon after, finding everyone was still in the dining room. You came in, seeing Venable receiving head pats from everyone as she was in her werewolf form. "Please get them off me." Venable whimpered, watching you get everyone away from her. "Alright, she's had enough. That's enough werewolf for today!" You called to everyone, Gallant sneaking an ear scritch. "That's enough." You shooed everyone away, leaving you alone with Venable. "Nobody knows we're together." She whispered, tail wagging. "Good."
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The Limits
Fanfictiona Wilhemina Venable x Reader fanfiction. Wilhemina Venable, leader of Outpost 3, was once the secretary and HR for Kineros Robotics. Before she got news about the bombs, she had been bitten by a werewolf. She tried to tend to the wound, but it only...