Creepypasta Short Stories. (Book 1)

~Injured Puppy~ The Puppeteer. (2/2)

The Puppeteer x (Wolf) Reader

2nd POV

You were now sitting in a building, one that was abandoned in the woods and miles away from any contact of people.
The Puppeteer had bandaged and cleaned your injured leg, he also wrapped your stomach where there was now a big, purple bruise.
You laid on a bed, in a room where the wallpaper was peeling and the floor was dusty.
You sniffed the air and looked around, then Puppeteer entered the room with a bowl of water.
He sat on a chair next to the bed and held it out to you, "Drink." He said.
You didn't hesitate at all, you drank all of the water in a second.
The Puppeteer chuckled and you panted as you laid your head down, he set the bowl onto the floor.
He moves his hand towards you, and your ears twitched as you watched him.
"Can I touch them?" He asks.
You nodded, and he gently brushed his gloved hands over them, you smiled and close your eyes as he scratches at them.
You start to move your leg up slowly and down, which signaled there was a pleasure from him scratching you.
The Puppeteer chuckled as he watched you, and you smiled a bit wider.
"You look like a human-wolf but act like a puppy." He said.
You giggled and continued to wag your tail as he pet you.
Then he stopped and you opened your eyes, you slightly growled and softly bit his hand with your fanged teeth.
Your tail playfully wagged as you looked at his golden eyes.
The Puppeteer tried to pull his hand away, but you whimpered.
"Want me to continue scratching you?" He asked.
You wanted to say yes, but really you just wanted to nuzzle against his warmth.
You let go if his hand and your lowered your ears as you softly spoke "I want to lay against you, I'm cold." You said softly.
The Puppeteer slightly held his breath as he looked at you, then he exhaled.
He got up from the chair and gently moved your body a little bit away from the edge so he could lay down.
You tail happily wagged against the wall, causing it to making a thumping noise.
He laid down next to you, and you nuzzled yourself against him as you closed your eyes.
The Puppeteer put his arm around you and pulled you a bit closer, he was careful not to touch your stomach area or injured leg.
Your tail slowly stopped wagging and you started to fall asleep in his arms.
He turned on his side so he could hold you better, and once again you nuzzled into him.
Your face was buried into his chest, his scent now forever known to you as you smiled.
The Puppeteer rested his arm on yours as his hands gently pet your ears.
He moved some of your H/C out of your face, and he watched as you quietly started to snore.
You fell asleep, and the Puppeteer smiled, he had rescued an injured puppy, who would now be his.