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locallixie · 1 year

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little red — heeseung

> summary. don't wander too far from the path, there's a wolf roaming the place.

> genre. dark fantasy, light horror, smut, wolf hybrid!heeseung, masc!reader, technically little red riding hood but i kind of fucked it up.

> warnings. non-con, minor gore, vulgar language, oral receiving, overstimulation, dacryphillia, sadism

Mother sent you out again, and everytime she would say the same thing. "Don't stray away from the path, my dear, there could be a wolf roaming around."

You were all too familiar at this point, she must be bluffing for all you know. You have never seen anything close to a predator in the woods, you even barely seen a squirrel. There was no such thing.

Why should she be worrying so much? You were already grown, it would be your twentieth birthday soon. She has nothing to stress, you would not take long to grandma's house. You'd be back before she could blink!

You heard from mother that grandma wasn't feeling so well, she made a gift basket to hopefully cheer her up. She, herself, couldn't go. That was why she sent you, grandma missed you very much and would love to see you.

Filled with curiosity as you were, even though you thought you've seen it all, the woods still fascinate you every once in a while. There were flowers of many kinds which bloomed oh-so nicely this spring season, birds which chirped their pleasant tune, the bright atmosphere from the sunlight seeping through every leaf. It was such a wonderful day outside.

"Where are you going, little one?" One of the townfolk appeared out of nowhere, a simple farmer he was.

"Gosh, I'm not that little, Heeseung." He wouldn't stop with his endless teasing whenever you crossed paths. He was fairly tall, and had a bulkier built than you. You swore, he always seem a bit taller everytime you see him. "Just to my grandma's, she's quite ill at the moment."

He placed on of his newly picked apples into your basket, "Here, this is for your grandma. I grew them myself." It was a vibrant red like every other apple, and like every places in this small town, most were also home-grown. But there was something about his apple that stood out, the outer skin felt particularly weird under your fingertips, it was unsettlingly soft. It felt like human skin.

Your face held uncertainty in a smile, "Thanks, I'm sure she'll like it." Maybe you were overthinking things, it was only an apple, he probably grew them a different way. There were many farmers in your town, there certainly would be some rivalry between some of them. You heard many say that produces from Heeseung were the freshest and best of them all.

You bid goodbye to the farmer and continued your journey to grandma's house. He, too, reminded you to stay on the path. That there was danger lurking when you least expected.

She was bed-ridden, was falling in and out of consciousness when you came. You left the basket on her dining table, putting the bouquet of flowers your mother provided into one of the many glass vases she had in her home. Such a shame that she lived alone and has no one to look after her, it was a luck that you came to check up on her just in case something did happen.

You washed and placed fruits on a dish for her to eat, there were grapes, and oranges, and pears. You were choping them into smaller pieces to make it easier for her to chew on.

The apple that Heeseung gave you were a bit too easy to cut through, the knife almost slide into it as if there was no core. You dropped the knife, it hit the floor a few inches away from severing your toes. Blood and guts poured out from inside the apple, you saw bits of intestine mixed in with scarelet substance.

There was a single finger, a finger that had a ring wrapped around it fell out from the fruit. This was paint, paint on human skin. "Grandma!" You screamed, running up the stairs to her. You pulled the blanket off of her, witnessing a scene which would traumatize you for life. Your grandma laid in bed with blood soiled sheets, her stomach hanging out from her torso.

In utter terror, you fled. Your feet kept running, mindlessly running throughout the deep woods. You didn't even notice that you strayed from the original path mother told you to stay on.

Heart pacing faster each step, lungs burning like there was a inferno inside of you. These shoes mother have put you in would twist your ankles, they ached as you continued to run. She refused to buy you new shoes, a pair that would fit you since you have out grown it. It was such a pretty pair yet it pained to walk in.

You let out a devasted yelp, hitting a stone on the earth ground. Luckily, before you hit the floor, someone caught you. "What's the rush, little red?"

Seeing him brought such relief, so happy that you never noticed how he simply showed up out of the blue every single time. One hand, his strength was overqualified for a plain farmer. The other hid behind his back, he too, was caught up in some business before bumping into you once more.

"Heeseung—! Oh, thank God! Call the hunter, I think a wolf got my grand—" You stopped aburptly, the realization finally hitting your dense head. He was the one who gave you that specific apple, he was the one people praised and ignored at the same time, he was the wolf.

"I— I—" Stumbling on your words as you stared at him in a slow burn fear.

"Hmm? A wolf, you say? Interesting." The corners of his lips curved, a unsettling smile he wore on his face. A smile paired with blank eyes, his sharp fangs reflecting off the sun as much as his eyes did. His furry tail wagged from side to side, taunting you. He knew what he was doing, calculated it all for some time.

You yanked yourself away, trying to get out of his firm grip. Catching him off guard, you threw one of your shoes at him. Lost, not a sense of direction, the sunlight blinding your sight. Nevermind it, you kept running, in hopes that you'd come out alive.

A breath knocked out of you, the blood stained axe flew and cutting deep into the tree in front of you. "Why are you running away? You don't trust lil' old me no more?" His tone of voice, of how sadistic it sounded, joking with your fear.

Your red hood fell from your head, pulled back, which choked you by the coat collar. You saw your feet dangling above the earth, helpless, and devastated. If only you were a little faster, if only these stupid fucking shoes didn't hurt every time you take a step. A bunny like you would quickly be devoured by the big, scary wolf.

Another prey, you were. You should've seen the blood that stained his pretty hands, should've seen the madness that glared in his eyes. You should've forseen it all! A wolf in sheep's clothing, hiding the darkness under a friendly exterior.

Free to kick and scream all you want, he already got you in submission. "Hmm, aren't you cute little thing," He sniffed your neck, licking the thin skin of yours, "And smells enticing too."

Tears filled your eyes, crying and begging him to let you go. His grip tightened every word of pleading that fell out of your lips, the more you sobbed and screamed at him, it filled him up with insanity. No one could save you now, he got you wrapped up around his claws that could easily ripped you apart. You were his prey, belong to solely him to toy with and feast on.

He dropped you, falling to the ground as you winced in pain from the impact. Coughing and trying to get every inch of oxygen into your lungs. The rough soil scraped your knees from the fall, the skin was broken and began to bleed.

Before you could even rise your head, pushed back onto the grass as he trapped you between his arms. Claws only mere inches away from tearing you into tiny pieces.

"What a nice coat, did your mother sown it herself? She sure is a nifty lady, is she?" He laughed, ripping away your layers until you were laid before him completely bare like a piece of raw meat, waiting to be eaten.

You couldn't bare having his hands all over you, staining your purity with his fingertips. Slowly sliding through every single rib, making his way to your waist. Your soft, warm skin under his hands, he could not resist nor restrain himself from wanting to do bad things to you. His sharp claws could cut you, gliding on the surface just to taunt you more.

As he breathed over your naked body, his warm breath which teased the senses on your skin. Sending shivers, and a guilty pleasure. It felt nice, your overly sensitive body was giving up underneath him bit by bit as he kept touching you in places that you, yourself, haven't went to.

His wet and long tongue dragged on your half-erect cock, exciting you just a little more. Heeseung kept his gaze on you, intense and utterly wild. He was going to eat you, but not in the way you think. He'd savor you like you were meant to, take you apart slowly until you fully submit to him.

Your breath hitched, gripping his gentle curls. You should stop him before you find yourself lost in the ecstacy. His teeth ghosting on the skin, his fangs caged your cock with threats.

"If you scream, I'll fucking bite it off." He growled. Pretty plump and pink lips wrapped around your shaft, the inside of his mouth was wet and warm. Flicking his tongue over the head everytime he got to the tip. Oh, it was absolutely driving insane!

Saliva dripping down his chin as he dived deeper, almost having you all the way down his throat. You gripped his broad shoulders, trying your best to push him off as you sensed something rising from the inside. You could not let him have the satisfaction of seeing you break down under his tongue. He was strong, as if he got a bit bigger than a few moments before.

You came into his mouth, the thick fluid spilling out the corners of his lips. But he didn't stop, kept bobbing his head by the same pace, keeping your stimulated cock in his mouth.

Your chest rising and falling, it felt hot, burningly hot. Your breathing was even worse than when he was chasing you down with his axe, you could not even take a breath without being rudely interrupted.

Then you came again, and again without one break. He was giving absolutely no room to breath, continuously sucking you off that pleasure soon turned into torture. He spat all your sweet juice out on the grass, even on your body which he disresepected.

You cried, "That's enough! I—can't—!" Face flushed, tears falling off your glossy eyes nonstop. He definitely got off to this, a wonderful sight of you embarassing yourself like this. So fucked, crying and moaning like the little bitch you were.

He flipped you over, the grass rubbing against your perked nipples, making you released a breath. Let him have his fun, get it over with and hopefully he'd leave you alone. That was what you were praying for, but putting into consideration, he might just not have that kind of mercy.

Heeseung lived in the same secluded town as you, and people adored him, who would believe you? Especially with a bold claim that stated he was a wolf in human disguise. They would gaslight you into thinking you were losing your marbles. Mother wouldn't believe you either, there was no such things as shape-shifters nor magic. Made up, no proof.

Pushing it inside of your backside, the more it streched, the more pain you felt. That big of a jump could hurt you, but that was the least of his concerns.

"Little red, should've listen to your mother. Got caught up in such an embarrasing situation, you wouldn't want her to find out, now would you? To see her little boy taking my cock so well, a natural born slut he is." His ears twitching and tail wagging as he spoke, the tone that toyed with your fucked up state, your eyes rolling back into your skull as his big size digged into you from behind.

You tried to fight the feeling, only to find yourself zoning out as the painfully nice sensation seeping all over you. He leaned down to your level, licking and pressing his razor-edged teeth against the shell of your ears.

"I'll break into your house, eat all your food, and then fuck you until you will only think of me every time you step foot into these woods." He told, slamming his cock into you. Destroying you bits by bits with his deep and hard thrusts. Holding both your wrists in his big hand behind your back, not giving you a single chance to fight. You didn't have the strength or mental stability to fight back anyways.

He groaned, your fleshy inside hugging his cock so tight. Your guts felt all jumbled up, with his seeds filling you up full, even dripping out to the ground. Your entire body twitched, having a small episode to finally cool down after having Heeseung play with your body as he wished.

You held your red coat that mother made for you, he was nice enough to keep it in on piece unlike the rest of your clothing. Covering your bare figure as you stared at the big bad wolf in front of your very eyes.

He grinned in a devious way, having intentions scattered on his inhuman expression. "Don't let me find you again, I won't so nice like this time. Run along now."

You held your coat together as tight as your weak and scratched hands could, putting your legs through pain once more. You see him in the corners of your eyes, silently admiring you from a distant, slowly fading away from your sight.

You should start listening to mother more, she warned you, didn't she? How would you explained to her when you get back? The wolf already got close enough, and he'd only get much closer if you let yourself wander next time.

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