𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

The Wolf Takes What He Wants| Smut

I tug my red clock tighter around me as I approach the mansion. I could almost roll my eyes at the oddity of grown 'professional' adults having a Halloween party, complete with costumes and decorations. I suppose when you work to hunt monsters all year round with the DSO and BSAA, Halloween gives us all a time to laugh at the fake ones. I shiver against the October chill, the slight breeze and fog doing nothing for my bare legs.

I could've just stuck on some cat ears and called it my A effort, but instead I let my friends convince me into actually trying to dress up, so I went with my favourite fairy tale character; Little Red Riding Hood, though if her skirt was as short as mine I guarantee her mother wouldn't have even let her out of their cottage to go see Grandma.

The sounds of the music and laughter echoes the closer I get, the eerie full moon lights my way as I knock on the door and wait for an answer, but just as I sigh and begin to press the doorbell again the door opens to reveal...Tinkerbell?

"You came! Come in, everyone's here." Matilda, a colleague of mine, grins, practically dragging me inside as I stumble in my heeled boots. I nod, smiling politely and already counting the minutes until I can leave as she fingers my red cloak and forces herself to refrain from some bitchy comment. My eyes widen as I take in the fake cobwebs and hanging skeletons from the chandeliers, whoever decorated really went all out. People buzz around the rooms, flitting from one to another with drinks in hand and loud chatter enough to give me a headache. I accept the drink Matilda passes me as she leads me around.

"So, you said everyone's here..." I murmur, searching the room for my favourite DSO agent and sometimes stress reliever. Matilda's fake smile wavers as she nods, already knowing who I'm hinting at.

"Yeah, even Leon came. He looked for you when he got here an hour ago and has been waiting for your appearance all night. He's...actually I don't know where he's gone." She pouts, frowning as I hide the small shiver of anticipation with my cloak. I smell Leon's cologne before I sense him behind me, I swivel to find the handsome man stood behind me, chest practically pressed to my back as he smirks, blue eyes slowly devouring me as I swallow thickly and find a sexy kind of humour in his costume.

"I didn't know we were gonna match." I say as I point at his furry wolf ears and painted on snout. Leon shrugs knowingly as Matilda looks between us with jealousy, she covers it with a smile, humming before backing away and going to find another man to prey on. Leon's smirk grows into a grin as he wraps an arm around my shoulders, leading me away from the center of the party. I let him lead me to the darker corners of the room, where we're less likely to be noticed.

"You look fucking edible in that outfit, Little Red, and I'm starved." Leon deeply says, leaning in close to my ear as my breath catches. I form a fist, willing my hands to keep to themselves despite me wanting to reach out and find out if Leon's just as excited as I am.

"You're really getting into character, huh handsome? I thought you weren't into all this shit?" I breathe out as Leon backs me to the wall, one hand lifting to cup my chin and raise my head. I stare, unable to look away from his predatory eyes as he lifts a shoulder and brushes his nose down the column of my neck.

"I didn't think you were coming tonight," his tone playful and hinting at more than one meaning, "but then I heard you'd changed your mind, so I had to make sure nobody else became your new favourite...friend." I swallow, shaking my head as his other hand grabs my hip possessively.

"You know by now that we only fuck each other." I'm blunt but it works. Leon nods, backing away a little as if relieved to hear it. Around us the party goes on, but I've got a feeling we won't be making much of an appearance tonight. As if confirming my thoughts, Leon subtly nods behind him back to where the party's happening.