The Need To Rebuild [Stormwind]

He got off the bed and moved with purpose to a dresser across the room, where he pulled out a piece of cardboard with every letter, number, and some common phrases and words in english on it, showing her to try and make her understand. He, like his human form, had been deaf since birth. It was a little better in werewolf form, where his senses were heightened enough to vaguely make out certain sounds.

She watched him, soon realizing he wasn't going to do anything.

He sighed quietly, realizing he didn't know if the girl knew sign language.

She flinched and cowered under him, "W-why?" She whimpered.

He tried a reassuring touch on her shoulder, hoping to make her relax a little more.

She tensed and slowly woke, looking up and yelping, whimpering and trembling under him, unsure of what to do.

He gently licked her cheek. This lick was different from last night, where he had only been arousing her to make the mating better. This one actually had some affection behind it, and for good reason. He instinctively knew that she would mother his werewolf pups, and had to make sure she was well provided for.

She tensed and whimpered when she was picked up, curling up tightly and gripping onto a pillow.

He picked her up and gingerly placed her back on the bed, tucking her in snugly.

She was still curled up in the corner, quietly sleeping, her body trembling.

Early the next morning, the werewolf returned, carefully opening the door. His manner seemed to have changed for the better, at least towards her.

(Sure)

(Skip?)

She grabbed a blanket and she hid herself in a dark corner, whimpering quietly.

He didn't return for the rest of the night.

As soon as he was gone she quietly sobbed to herself, holding her knees close to her chest.

The massive werewolf stood off the bed, scoffing at her pathetic attempts to protect herself, and unceremoniously left the room, shutting the door behind him.

She watched him pull out and she softly whimpered, trying to close her legs once he was out.

Finally, he began to shrink, eventually pulling himself out of her with his member still dripping with her arousal.

She felt him shift and she whimpered softly, just laying under him.

Now content that she couldn't move even if she wanted to, he cut away the other rope with a single clean swipe of his claws, shifting inside her slightly as he did so.

She pulled at the other restraint and she tried to untie herself, whimpering quietly, biting her lip softly as she felt his knot throbbing inside her.

He groaned softly and settled in for the wait, his knot still throbbing inside her entrance.

She flinched when he slashed at the restraint then she used her restrained hand to massage the wrist of her free hand, showing no signs of running, and already knew even if they weren't tied together by his knot that she couldn't escape him.

The werewolf relented after a few seconds of thought, slashing one of her restraints. He would have to see how she behaved now before considering removing the other.