Cuddle the beast after the feast
Ohai there! I see you're back for more! I hope you enjoy!
This is my second story. If you want some context about how it all begun, I encourage you to read "Malice, From Fear To Love", which is my other story. The first one I posted.
Malice decided to stay. He's likely being hunted down out there or something. No such thing as a hunter coming in MY house. Especially for someone this sweet. To me, Malice instantly became a brother.
Since we're in the countryside and I stored some of last year's crops away, we don't really have much to worry about in terms of food. Only thing I forgot though, this big guy doesn't care about vegetables! And I can't just store away meat! I'm sure he likes his meal fresh! Poor guy, I have nothing to feed him!
So we went out towards the woods again. It's daytime. Most animals are either hidden, or too small to be considered more than a snack. And Malice is hungry. We were out there together, and I see him drooling and looking back at me sometimes. I was sort of starting to worry. It's nice and easy for him to overpower me if he wants to. He could rip me apart anytime and there's pretty well nothing I could do about it.
He stopped. And he turned around slowly. I kind of cringed for a bit... What was he thinking? I looked at him and I was a bit scared. I looked at him in the eyes. Our eyes met for a bit. I took a step back. He took a step forth towards me. He crouched down in front of me and made himself about my height. Still about a head taller. Was he preparing to jump on me or something? I wasn't going to run away or anything. He has a nice speed advantage if ever I had to run, so it's not worth me trying to run away. He can catch me very easily and I'd definitely be fresh, but cold meat. He probably doesn't care if it's hot or cold... It's just food...
He looked at me in the eyes for a bit more, then he slowly extended his paw. Maybe he knew I was stressed? It's not really deniable, after all! He extended his second paw at me. What was Malice trying to tell me? He looked down for a bit. Then he looked back at me. I did the same.
"What are you trying to tell me, Malice? I don't understand. It seems to mean a lot to you, whatever it is.", I told him.
He started clawing at the snow on the ground a bit. As if he was looking for something. So I started to help him. But he put his paws on mine, and he looked up at me. He picked up my hands. We just looked at each other in the eyes for a few moments. He turned my hands, showing how they were exposed to the elements, and he pushed my hands away. I understood what he wanted. He doesn't want me to dig without my mittens. So I put on my mittens and i started digging too. He looked at them a little bit puzzled and kept digging.
We were about a foot deep. I saw something red in the hole. He pulled them out. They were... shreds of my coat? Yes! The previous night when he found me in the forest, I was too scared to cooperate with him. He ended up shredding my jacket a bit that night. But now that I see him, he's very forgiveable. Even with those claws that could rip me apart, and that face that means nothing but malice, those eyes tell me something different. I could fall in love with those eyes. So deep. Such beautiful eyes. It looks like he was trying to apologize for it. And he was still drooling. What an adorable guy. I think he's still hungry though. I've been making him wait.
"Come on, let's get food of some sort. I'm not a hunter, so you have to find food yourself, sadly.", I told him.
He got on all fours and started looking for familiar scents. Who knows what he was looking for. There must be something nearby. Obviously I don't see it, but those ears, that nose, this guy probably knows where it is and what it is. I wouldn't want to be hunted down like whatever he's looking for so badly!
Suddenly, he lifted his head and just took off! He was so quick! I kind of freaked out at his speed! Then, I heard a loud screech and started running in the direction in which he took off. I tried to run towards there, but I'm kind of slow with those big boots!
I heard the screech again.
"Oh! There you are! What the hell did you catch there?", I asked him.
He noticed me, but kept ripping apart his... yeah, that. Whatever it WAS.
He had also about 6 more beside him. Were they... deer? Small deer? Anyways, I feel bad for them, but yeah. Big guy has to eat I guess.
"Want me to keep some for home? Save you some hunting out in the cold, maybe?", I asked.
He stared at me and finished his little meal while I watched him, horrified. I don't think I ever saw someone do what he was doing. It was just so taboo to me and yet so normal to him. I sort of felt like I was... intruding on him?
He took a piece, and slowly approached me. Was he going to try to make me eat... that?! Raw animal? Ewww! I didn't want to eat it.
"That's your food, man. Not mine. We can keep some for home if you want... Malice? What are you doing?! You eat it! Not me!!! Ma----!!" He just put a piece in my mouth. Not a big piece. but it tasted so bad I instantly felt sick. He realized something wasn't right and he lifted me up and started shaking me until I spit it out.
"Yuck What was that stuff?! You gotta cook it! I can't eat this! Come on. Let's go back home. I'm cold. Pick up the other ones and bring them too.", I said, angrily.
He didn't look very happy about what he did. I think he knew I don't like that kind of food. But he looked so down. He just stopped behind me. I heard his footsteps stop too, so I turned around and looked at him.
"What's wrong? Are you ok? I'm sorry I yelled at you over there."
"I'm just not used to eating those things raw, Malice. We can make them nice and warm at home. I'm sure you'll like it."
"You get to keep them for longer at home. It's ok. Come on, let's go, eh?"
He followed reluctantly, carrying his "catches of the day" along with him. I could tell he wasn't very proud of it. I guess I shouldn't have acted like that back there, but at the same time, having raw meat shoved down your throat is never a very fun experience, I guess... Or that depends on the kind of meat... I can't resist sushi after all.
We got back home. I took the stuff he captured, and in sort of... disgust, put them in the freezer.
"They'll be good for a long time now. We can heat them up for you. A nice warm meal! Just imagine! All for you! I hope you don't mind if I try too. I'm sure it's better cooked for both of us!", I told him.
I saw him pouting. I went up to him and gave him a big hug.
"Don't feel bad about it. You didn't know I wouldn't like it. I'm not mad at you anymore. Just don't do it again. Unless it's cooked. Then you can go ahead ALL you want.", I explained.
He returned the hug. Such a big softie when he wants. Despite his intimidating stature and very capable body, he never really means any harm. Anything that seems to happen is by accident. He just doesn't know his strength. He just wanted to share food with me, I guess. What a sweet guy!
"Awww, I love you too! Come on, let's cuddle for a while. I always wanted to do this with you. You're such a softie!", I told him as we hugged together.
I think he understood me. He seems to understand our language. This guy isn't dumb or anything. For all I know, he might end up speaking to me sooner or later, who knows! He's my big baby right now. Big baby that can hunt, maul and kill. Yeah. That's a "baby", alright...
He got closer and started nuzzling at me! I put my hands on his head and started petting him. What an adorable guy. He's about 7 feet tall and yet he can nuzzle like a little puppy. He's pretty heavy though. About 300 pounds. At least. What else to expect of a 7 foot werewolf! Wouldn't want that full weight on me all at once for sure.
He put his head on my chest. His breath. I felt the heat in my face. He doesn't have a very good breath, but he was just resting there. I won't get mad for it. He's enjoying himself there as I pet him. He's pretty well lying down on me. Big heavy carpet, if I can say so.
Your cat, you can get up from anytime. It's just awkward to do. This guy, on the other hand, not a chance. He falls asleep, you're actually waiting.
I was just there petting him and enjoying the cuddling. So much fur. To have a creature that would usually rip you open like a deer, to just affectionately relax on you and randomly nuzzle you, and keep you warm, that's just something awesome that so few get a chance to do in their lifetimes. He's just lying there, unconscious of his own weight. Not that I mind either. He's like a giant snoring blanket with his arms around my head, his paws like pillows. If you saw us from above, you'd see no more than my head with his snout on my chin, and beautiful long grey fur everywhere.
"Oh, Malice. You're so warm... I can imagine what it's like to be you. All that heat. You know, I really love you. There's just something so... lovely about you. You seem to trust me. I love that. I appreciate that.", I told him.
I caressed his fur. So soft. So long. And surprisingly clean. Even after all that running in the woods and prey catching. Not a drop of blood. This deer-mauling beast is completely clean after doing the unthinkable thing, 6 times, that is. Perfect murder machine. You couldn't even tell he did it. That's a scary thought going through my head while I'm petting this same relaxed and snoring beast, which I am jammed very conveniently underneath with no way out. Better not to think of it...
He moved a bit. He put his snout beside my neck and his paws behind my head. He was actually pulling my head forward a little bit. I was caressing his head. Such a sweet big guy. There's just something about him. He really seems to like me. He has a home now, no one to hurt him or hunt him. And I'm an introvert. How convenient that no one comes to visit me. Malice makes for some quality one-on-one time, for cuddling, for snuggling. You always feel nice and safe with him like that. When he's in a good mood like that, and he's snuggling you and taking control, it just feels so good. I like being underneath. He's so nice and heavy and securing.
You never really know what he's thinking. Most likely, it's malice and nothing but malice. But you can never be sure. Don't worry about that though. Just enjoy the cuddles. You can't get him off anyways. I'm sure he's enjoying. He's big, he's the boss. But he's not a bad boss. He's just very imposing and can be very dominant, I'm pretty sure of that. But he's a very good cuddler. Way better than any human. With all that fur, he is actually someone you want to cuddle for a few hours.
He fell asleep on top of me. I could feel his breath on me. Warm and calm. He was breathing slowly. Making a slight snoring sound as he exhaled. That sound is so relaxing. Malice was very relaxing. For someone who usually has insomnia, I'm sure Malice could put me to sleep fairly easily.
As he was snoring, my breathing pattern changed a bit. His weight made it a bit difficult to breathe. But so comforting. I felt secure there. Just under him. I knew I was there for the night. My breathing slowed down. I closed my eyes, pet him a few strokes more, and started to snore too. There is no better night than a night with Malice. Nothing but Malice.