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"Don't say I didn't warn you both when Aizawa skins us alive..." You whisper with a roll of your eyes, following closely behind the two biggest trouble makers within the United Alliance as you sneak through a damaged gate. Peeling up a plank of wood the three of you creep out of the stocks perimeter and into the dead of night.
You were all soldiers in training- promising recruits for the Royal 'All Might' Guard. It had been a lifelong dream for each of you.
Somehow the dual blades fighter, Bakugo, and the shield knight, Kirishima, had managed to convince you to come along on one of their nightly adventures beyond the walls, long past curfew…
An incredibly bad idea.
Punishment for being caught just going to the bathroom past curfew was a beating and no food for two days. You didn't want to think about the punishment you'd get for explicitly breaking orders and going beyond the walls- not when Aizawa was your general.
"Ah, come on. We never get caught." Kirishima grinned back at you, extending a hand to help pull you up and over the last hurdle, a broken stone wall, and you sigh.
It was true that you'd never seen either boy take any kind of reprimand for rule breaking oddly enough...
On the surface, they seemed model soldiers, obeying orders to the letter.
So how they got away with THIS multiple times before was beyond you but, if they had never been caught, why not come along?
Despite being a close companion to the two, their sneaking out was a very well kept secret that you'd only just this hour been privy to… where the hell was even worth going to at the risk being kicked out?
You grip Kirishimas forearm and hoist yourself up before the three of you quickly duck into the nearby foliage and out of sight of the watch towers as a search light swings past you.
There's a slight look of discomfort on Bakugos face as he waits for the light to move away from your hiding spot and you raise a brow.
"Getting cold feet?" You jab, earning a scowl in response but he said nothing in defence, choosing to let his expression tell you to fuck off.
The blonde was known for his lack of volume control. Out here you'd all be caught in seconds if he dared to spit a word, so he kept his thoughts behind his teeth for now, pushing off of his hiding spot and guiding the way through dense bushes and branches before you all came to a small cave opening.
It was cold and damp and very snug for the two boys to clamber through, although just right for you to creep around without too much hassle.
Your trousers did start getting wet at the knee where you needed to crawl through some places, though, making you wrinkle your nose.
It was evidence... You'd have to wash these quickly back home to avoid questions.
You shrugged it off for now and continued to silently manoeuvre your way through the long thin cave until you popped out the other side overlooking a reservoir.
Above, the full moon was just rising, nearly reflected dead centre of the still water.
Tiny lights floated around, bringing glowing stars to the surface. Hundreds of fireflies.
It was a breathtaking sight, so different to the ring of fences and spiked panels that made up the training grounds just outside of the fortress.
You found yourself starting to get lost in the scenery before noticing Bakugo was also staring at the moons reflection in the water, a thoughtful look in his eyes that you couldn't help but interrupt.
He seemed... Nervous.
"Awww how romantic. Are you showing me where you two go on dates together?" You tease, earning a 'fuck you' from Bakugo and a nervous laugh from Kirishima, the boy also giving a shifty look towards the moon, scratching at his neck.
"It's not like that... Besides, as pretty as it is here, you won't believe how amazing the view is where we're actually going! The moon hits it just right, it's perfect for-"
Kirishimas words are cut off by an elbow striking him in the ribs and he laughs it off, choosing to stop talking and simply follow Bakugo as he leads the way around the reservoir and into a dense forest, both boys making light work of the terrain and getting ahead of you.
You have to stare at the ground almost the entire way, thick roots and fallen branches nearly making you faceplant the rich earth beneath you several times as they catch on your soft leather boots.
Your soldier gear had been left behind in favour of quieter materials. Cotton and soft leathers that made it easy to sneak out, but the occasional branch caught at your thin cotton tabbard a few times, poking hard enough to scratch your skin.
In the tangle of trees, you rely on your hearing to keep up with the two boys, their sure footfalls almost completely silent and apon turning a corner, they disappear from your sight behind a large tree.
"Hey, wait up!" You hiss into the night, trying to speed up and catch them again.
This was unfamiliar territory, you didn't want to get lost out here on your own. Who knows what monsters may be watching you right now, waiting for you to panic?
And no way in hell did you want to be 'rescued' by a search party and then promptly kicked out of UA (should you not be eaten by monsters, of course)...
You'd worked hard to become a soldier, you weren't about to throw that away just because you weren't quick enough to keep up.
"Kirishima!" You whisper again when you turn around the tree, there is nobody in sight.
"Shit."
You couldn't keep calling out, that was just ringing a dinner bell for all forest inhabitants. You needed to stay silent.
Okay, it's okay. You're a soldier, just keep calm. You can find your own way back.
Just go back the way you came-
Oh shit.
It was with a slam of cold terror in your gut that you realised you'd gotten pretty turned around in your goosechase.
The trees above you were so thickly wound you couldn't even see the moon... How on earth would you find your way back by sunup? You were going to be booted from the camp for sure after this...
Although, didn't Kirishima say they were heading somehere they could see the moon better? That's all you had to do to find them again, right? Find a clearing somehere?
... It wasn't the best plan, but it was a plan.
So you take a deep breath, pull up your big girl pants and start walking in one (somewhat) straight line, hoping you were closer than you originally thought.
But as you take one step, a blood curdling scream rings out, making several birds flutter from their night time nests in the trees above.
You freeze, pulse hammering and breath stuck in your throat as you strain your ears to hear something else- a monster's roar, a pained dying whimper, sounds of a struggle- anything!
But nothing.
The forest settles into silence again and you slowly find your breath, your eyes wide as they try to take in as much of the bare light around you as possible, looking for movement.
Who screamed? Was anyone else out here?
Or worse... Was it one of the boys? Had they gotten separated and lost too? Did they need help?! You had to go help!
You turned to face where you thought the scream had come from and started running, not caring for the sharp vines that nicked your arms and face as you just tried not to fall over.
You had to find them! What if one of them was majorly wounded? Near death?!
It seemed like hours of running had passed by the time the trees thinned out and you stumbled out into a large meadow, arms swinging to balance yourself as you come to a halt.
It was wide open, if anything was hunting, they'd see you in a heartbeat…
Wild flowers covered every inch of the meadow all turned up to bathe in the full moon high above and you took a second to let your eyes drift up. It was a gorgeous harvest moon, bigger than you'd ever seen it before in your life!
Your feet carried you in awe further into the meadow, the carpet of flowers silencing your footsteps and cushioning them, unlike the dried crunchy vines of the woods.
You almost forgot your panic and fear. Almost forgot that you needed to find Kirishima and Bakugo incase they were hurt.
You stopped dead center of the clearing, blinking out of your moon struck daze to listen and lower your stance into a crouch, very aware of how open you were.
A crack of a thick branch to the east side of the clearing is almost ironicly timed with your thoughts… It turned your stomach and you stare with panic at the tree line, legs burning and ready to flee at the slightest movement…
A low rumbling growl emerged from the trees right before a black shiny nose and very large sharp bared teeth.
Demonic eyes and giant razor claws caught the moonlight, gleaming dangerously.
Holy fuck, what was that thing?!
It looked like a wolf but you'd never seen a wolf that HUGE.
The beast continued to rumble as it took its time pacing out of the trees and into the meadow, its large paws barely making a sound as they flattened the flowers at its feet.
You couldn't move. You were frozen in fear, your heart about to explode out of your ribcage…! This thing was about to eat you and you couldn't move an inch!
The beats fur was glossy, a redish rusty colour that almost matched the red and yellow mix of its eyes…if you were to die, at least it would be by such a beautiful creature, you thought bitterly as your knees gave out, all your training leaving your instincts.
You were alone with no weapon in the dark. You simply couldn't fight and running would only encourage a chase.
The beast growled again, a low deep vibration as it's attention flicked up behind you and you found the strength to turn your head. A sandy coloured beast of the same species was stalking up behind you, giving a rather irked and nasty growl at the rust coloured wolf, as if it was angry it had given away his position.
Maybe they were rational, maybe they would be reasoned with??
"P-please…" you found your voice, wincing as it cracked and wavered. Like you were nothing but a scared little girl…
"Please don't eat me…" you beg, looking between the two wolves who cocked their heads, ears flattening.
Now that they were closer, you could see that there was more to them than just being oversized wolves.
They had some humanoid traits. Longer fingers, a hunched position, long hourglass bodies… when one of them stood on its hind legs, it looked far more comfortable, as though that was its natural stance and it was with a shiver of horror that it dawned on you.
Werewolves.
They had to be.
It was a full damn moon and everything!
You were about to be torn apart by werewolves!
Had they attacked the boys? Were they the cause of the scream you heard?
The one behind you let out an angry short huff, a half-paw half-hand shoving into your spine to push you over onto your hands and knees with a gasp.
It's wet nose explored your back and hair, huffing and snuffling as it took in your scent, as if trying to understand what you were. Either side of your head were it's mutated paws, claws longer than your fingers.
It leaned fully over you, mouth making horrible wet sounds as it opened and closed with warning growls.
It was as if it was contemplating how to eat you. To kill you first or devour you alive and screaming…
You'd almost forgotten about Rusty when until other creature approached, it's nose dipping low to sniff your face and neck, pushing into your collar bones from how curiously it searched through your scent and licked its lips.
"P-please… don't…" you whisper, your body shivering as you could do nothing but kneel on your hands and knees while the beasts sated their curiosity.
The sandy ones paw lifted from the ground to pad at your back, interested by the cotton shirt in the way of your flesh.
With one horrible long ripping noise, the shirt was torn open.
Surprisingly, the claws did not break skin. You felt them graze your back as they tore apart your shirt effortlessly, proving just how sharp they were… but there was a delicate nature to the movement. A calculated use of power.
A wet nose prodded at your spine and you couldn't help but yelp at the sudden coldness of it, making the wolf above you snarl, his paw now much less delicate as it pushes hard on your back, shoving you flat on your belly with your arms and legs splayed out.
A deep warning growl rings in your ears and you flinch, a frightened sob slipping out.
As if worried for you, the rusty wolf whimpers and snaps at the sandy one, who roars back above you in an explosively loud sound, making you clap your hands over your ears to try protect your hearing. Not that it would matter when you were inevitably going to be eaten any second…
A few more noises are exchanged, a whimper, a growl, a snap of the teeth. You're sure it's a deep and complex conversation, but the sandy one is pushing harder on your back, squeezing too much air out of you to pay much attention to what could possibly be being discussed above you…
Your legs kick as your lungs burn and the noises above you turn to silence.
The paw lifts and you take a deep breath, trying to push yourself back up to your hands and knees to cough but you're simply shoved forward again, this time chest down and knees bent with your hips above your head.
At least you can breathe, you try to commiserate with yourself.
But as you let out a pitiful sob, it catches into a gasp as that big wet nose pushes into the space between your legs.
Oh hell no.
Nope.
"That's private!" You squeak, twisting to kick out at the wolf, your foot landing a solid blow to its face and it backs up with a pained snarl, giving you space to scamper back and turn to face… HIM.
Yep. Definitely a HIM.
Holy fuck what was that god's damn MONSTER of a thing between his legs?!
Sandy snarled, teeth completely bared until he seemed to follow your wide eye line. There was a small rumble before he puffed his chest, as if acting proud and your jaw dropped.
Werewolves were intelligent. So that stands that there may be some wriggle room for reason?
"Please, just let me go. I'll bring you food. I'll get some venison for you, I'll go hunt for you, just don't eat me-"
Rustys teeth settled over your shoulder and you almost screamed, but they were so gentle as they pulled you back and flipped you back onto your stomach where you were now face to face with another monstrosity. At least twice as big and fucking barbed, standing proud and pulsing.
Oh.
Oh shit.
They didn't wanna eat you.
As if they could read your mind, the second it dawned on you was the second Sandy pounced.
A horrible tearing sound met your ears before the cold air against your ass did and you finally opened your mouth to scream.
But you didn't get the chance before a giant barbed cock shoved past your lips.
You spluttered and tried to cough it out, attempting to turn away but your head was pinned in place.
To your surprise, the barbs were soft and rubbery, an interesting texture that your tongue couldn't help but explore for just a second.
A deep rumbling chuff sounded above you as Rusty shivered, hips bucking to shove more of his dick between your teeth, pushing your jaw to its limits before it even got close to halfway in. Holy fuck, it was going to rip your face in half at this rate.
You endeavoured to keep your tongue deadly still, not wanting to encourage any more movement… but you'd forgotten briefly about Sandy.
With little grace, a warm wide wet tongue swiped up your slit.
You squeaked and attempted to cross your legs, but delicate claws wrapped around your thighs, pulling your knees apart and his snout settled between them.
You felt teeth along your ass and lower belly before the tongue came back to lap at your slit once again, feeling hot eager breath puff against your whole lower body.
He didn't hold your legs apart now- you couldn't close them anyway. Not now that his muzzle was in the way.
Holy shit did he have your crotch and ass fully INSIDE his mouth?!
His tongue eagerly lapped and explored your folds, dipping inside you for a moment now and then, as if testing how flexible your hole was.
You stayed tense, eyes wide and watering as Rusty slowly began to rut into your mouth, shoving and rocking your body back into Sandy's hot mouth.
No way was this happening.
No way were two werewolves doing… THIS… to you!
You closed your eyes tight, hoping that when they were done, maybe they'd leave and you'd still be alive… maybe you'd get to see the sunlight again if you were lucky.
As your thoughts turned hopeful, that hot tongue slid hard over your clit and your whole body arched, a deep whine trying to push past Rustys cock.
Both wolves stilled for a second, seeming to communicate silently to each other before Sandys tongue slowly rolled over your clit again, making your hips buck.
Fuck, that felt good…
Oh no.
No, no, no…!
With some sadistic glee, Sandy abused his new discovery of your clit, lapping hard and flicking it with that hellish tongue, moving his aim to try shove it inside your pussy a few times and growling enthusiastically when he managed to breach the tight reluctant hole between his torturing of your clit.
Holy fuck, holy shit-
"'m 'gnna 'cm…!" You whimper and whine around Rusty, eyes rolling back as your somewhat unwanted orgasm crept up.
Right on the crest, the tongue and jaws fell away and you groaned out a pitiful whine that turned to a shrill scream as something much thicker and sturdier than a tongue dove into you.
You weren't a virgin. Being entered wasn't new… but the size. The shape. The heat.
Your eyes rolled back as Sandy began to slowly move, leisurely sliding his cock in and out of you with a satisfied growling whine.
The fullness in your pussy almost distracted you from the overfullness of your mouth, tongue brushing on those rubbery spines as you babbled and moaned, gagged on Rusty's pulsing cock as the red wolf began to pant erratically.
A huff and snap of jaws above you brought you back to your fear as your body started to fight again, eyes wide and fingers digging into the earth beneath you.
More snips and growls above you before Rusty started to rut faster into your mouth, drool running in rivers down your chin.
His whines became higher and higher and you knew what was coming. You'd sucked a cock. You knew what happened when-
You closed your eyes tight, waiting for the splash of warm salty goo to drown you, but one loud snarl from Sandy and Rusty pulled back with a wet loud pop, leaving your mouth as you gasped for breath, feeling hot stickiness splash over your cheeks.
Rusty whimpered and huffed as he stepped back. Your eyes opened and widened at the sight of the gigantic swell at the base of his cock, barbs swollen and so much cum dribbling out of the enlarged head.
It made you painfully aware of the cock inside you, rutting faster and faster.
Fuck would that one…?!
“No! Stop it!” You claw into the ground, desperately trying to crawl away but Sandy falls forward onto you, teeth securing around your shoulder.
Your hands push at his snout, fingers curling around his long sharp fangs as if you could possibly have the strength to heave them off your flesh.
Hot breath panted out across your shoulder, Sandy fidgeting for a moment before his hips angled up and your prying at his teeth faltered with a squeak.
That large thing inside you brushed against something that made your insides turn to warm honey.
The wolf paused, testing the angle again, and with your breathy unwanted whimper began to stroke at it again and again and again until your back arched, hips stuttering back all on their own to meet the speeding thrusts.
Thoughts of a swelling cock and mountains of cum disappeared as your vision began to sparkle, moans and whispers and whines leaving the both of you as your fingers dug into the earth- not to escape, but to ground yourself. You didn't want to fly away from this feeling.
Full. Full and warm and climbing higher and higher until-
“Fuck…!” You fell of the edge, into a blinding orgasm that took your breath, body shaking and thrashing under the wolf. Your ears rang, pulse wild.
And you barely noticed the extra stretch at first…
You didn't feel anything until your air came back to you and the forest was quiet again, except for some gentle panting.
A warm tongue licked your cheek and you forced your heavy eyes open to see the happy face of the red wolf, tail wagging as you blink and come back to yourself.
“So werewolves are just horny bastards, huh?” You reach a hand out and Rusty nuzzles into it, making you scoff and immediately regret doing so- your lower body locked in stiff agony. You wouldn't be surprised if you were bleeding…
But as you try to pull away and tuck your knees towards you, something between your legs wouldn't let you, locked tight.
A lazy yet grumpy snort blew at your hair from behind and you groaned at your crappy luck. Werewolves knotted. Just like those stupid eroticas passed through the women's bunks.
“And how long till this goes down?” You throw a half hearted glare over your shoulder and Sandy just yawns in your face in response.
“You are not- no! Bad wolf! Don’t-!”
Your pleading falls on folded ears as Sandy curls around you, yanking you onto your side with a hiss from you before warm fluffy arms wrap around you.
It doesn't take long for the recognisable sounds of snoring to puff into your ear.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding me…”
Rusty whimpered, head low as he crept slowly closer, ears immediately perking up when you reach a hand out to touch his muzzle.
“The minute I can move, I'm gonna cut your balls off. Ya hear me?” Your threat has no energy as you feel your limbs sink into heavy submission. Rusty licks at your fingers before cuddling close, their warm bodies fending off the chill of the night as exhaustion claims you.
When you wake to flickers of sunlight through the trees, you expected to be alone.
Your body ached enough in all the right places to confirm you hadn't just been through an elaborate and awful dream and there was a hint of red fluff from the corner of your half open eyes.
“Rusty…?” You grumble, rubbing at your eyes and pleased to find that your body was strong enough to sit up.
“Oi, five more minutes…” a voice rumbles behind you, a hand slipping from your hip and you scream.
Birds scurry from the bushes and the red fluff sits up with wide red eyes.
“KIRISHIMA?!”
You throw a stunned look over your shoulder, seeing a certain arrogant blonde on his back, completely naked.
“BAKUGO?!”
Bakugo flinches at your shreik but smirks, half opening his eyes to look at Kirishima.
“She called you Rusty. That's fuckin’ funny.”
Kirishima glowered but it held no real anger aimed at Bakugo. His face turns to yours, looking very sheepish. Naked also, you noted and your eyes shot to the branches above you, cheeks boiling.
“S-so you're…”
“Werewolves? Duh.” Bakugo stretches, his spine popping in a way that makes him shiver and melt.
“And you-” you feel your blood rushing.
“YOU DIDN'T THINK TO WARN ME?!”
“Well, we thought you'd call us out on it if we said anything… Bakugo said we should just show you…”
“And you didn't think I had a right to know I could have been torn apart by you both?! The fuck, I was so scared!”
Bakugo leans forwards and you hold back the urge to slap him, covering your chest instead.
“Looks like you got torn apart in a different way…” a smirk curls his mouth. “We wouldn't have hurt ya. Certainly not killed you. We had moderate control over ourselves.”
You blanch.
“So… you KNEW you were-were-” you can't spit the words out, mortified.
“Next full moon, we're gonna ask Aizawa to let us up on the mountains. Best place to feel like you can touch the moon.” Kirishima smiles, nervously scratching the back of his neck.
“Wanna come?”