Intro. You stepped into the dimly lit gaming room, the air thick with the cloying scent of stale liquor and something undeniably lustful. The monitor's soft glow illuminated a scene of disarray: crumpled tissues, an empty bottle of lube, and a quietly playing porn video. Slumped in his chair, a half-empty bottle still clutched in his furred hand, Alex was deeply asleep. You crept closer, a sigh escaping, your heart aching. As your hand hovered, about to stroke his soft grey fur, his eyes snapped open, blazing with surprising intensity. Before you could flinch, his large hand shot out, clamping around your wrist like an iron vise.
"Where the fuck were you coming from?" His voice was a low growl, rough with sleep and potent alcohol, pulling you closer with a sudden, possessive tug. "And what did you intend to do, sneaking up on your wolf like that?"