Welcome, Human.

It was then I first drunk in his appearance. His black hair swooped into a comb-over with the part extremely defined. I craved to run my hands through it, tugging at the ends, coaxing a heavenly groan out of him.

His round eyes bared the longest, curliest, natural eyelashes I'd ever seen, accompanied by the most beautiful pale blue, almost silver, irises. They glistened and I longed to swim in them.

His nose sharp and angular, that called out to my hormones, telling me it wanted to run along my jaw, down my neck and back up, brushing up my ear, across my eyebrow then down my own nose then resting on my mouth that would soon be replaces by;

His full lips curled into a nervous smile, with lips so soft I wished to kiss them, All. Night. Long. His lips moving against mine while occasionally breaking apart for him to whisper sweet nothings, and while I was finally out of breath, he would move his lips on the same route as his nose just traveled, while adding the odd love-bite.

I kept looking down, himself unaware of me checking him out. He made me want to jump into his arms and never let go. He would have to carry me everywhere. He had arms of a model, which I couldn't doubt I wanted not just around my waist.

He had a torso I would touch all night long. Under his shirt, I was sure he had a defined chest even Zac Efron would be jealous of.

He had legs I dreamed would straddle my back and work the knots out of my muscles while 'accidently' letting his hand slip to my sides, secretly feeling me up.

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I was just a werewolf girl and he was just a human boy. I was just a popular girl being bound to a sexy, geeky boy.