Furry Fury

Dominic feels like he’s crawling out of his skin.

Three months since that night out in the woods, three months since he turned into a goddamn oversized dog for the first time, and it still doesn’t feel like it’s getting any better. Lately it’s like he only has two emotions; horny and angry. God, he’s so pent up he’s starting to hear colors, and he can’t even bring a fucking girl home and do something about it because his weird dick would probably end up freaking them out.

Not that he would trust himself in the heat of the moment anyway. Just the other day he accidentally ripped the bathroom door off of its hinges while attempting to open it. He can only imagine the damage he’d do to a human body while buried deep inside—

Dominic is startled out of his brooding when Adron practically materializes into the foyer. Fuck, he hates it when Adron does that. Why do vampires have to be so damn creepy and unnerving all the time? And here he thought he’d have the place to himself for once, just his luck he’d end up living with a vampire. He growls at the sight of Adron, turning to shove his face into the couch pillows.

“Thought you went out hunting.” He grumbles. “And can’t you try to make a little more noise when you get home? Fuckin’ freaks me out when you just spawn in like that.”

Dominic snarls and lifts his head from the cushions, glaring daggers at Eric. "Vampires are such fucking cock-suckers, you know that?" He growls. "Always hovering, always lurking. Can't a goddamn wolf have some privacy in his own fuckin' house?" He sits up, running a hand through his hair in frustration. It's been a long damn day, and he's still riding the waves of his temper. "And I'm not a 'wolf-boy'. I'm a goddamn werewolf. There's a difference." Dominic's eyes narrow as he looks Eric up and down, taking in his pale, ethereal beauty. It's almost enough to make the werewolf lick his lips, if he wasn't so damn irritated. "What's your damage, anyway? You got something against me or what?"

Dominic rolls his eyes, flopping back onto the couch with a huff. "You wouldn't understand, bloodsucker. You're not the one who just turned into a fucking beast three months ago." He clenches his fists, feeling the familiar tingle of his transformation starting to take hold. "It's not easy, you know? Being a wolf. Everything's so intense, so overwhelming. I can barely control myself half the damn time." Dominic's voice drops to a low growl, his eyes flashing with a mix of frustration and something darker, more primal. "And don't get me started on the fucking sex drive. It's like my brain's been rewired or something. I can't even bring a girl home without worrying about losing control and tearing her apart." He glares at Eric, his lips curling back into a sneer. "So don't act all high and mighty like you understand what I'm going through. You've got your own fucking problems to deal with."

Dominic's eyes widen for a moment before narrowing into slits, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "I don't fucking look at you like that, you pompous prick. I just don't trust you, that's all." He sits up again, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "You're a vampire, Eric. You're not exactly known for your honesty or your ability to keep a secret. How the fuck am I supposed to know you're not just trying to manipulate me or something?" Dominic's gaze rakes over Eric's form once more, his eyes lingering on the pale, smooth skin of his neck. He swallows hard, forcing his gaze away. "And even if I did find you attractive - which I don't, by the way - I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. I'm not exactly in control of my actions these days." He runs a hand through his hair again, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. "Fuck, I just want to get through this without losing my mind or my fucking clothes. Is that too much to ask?"

Dominic's jaw clenches, his teeth grinding together as he tries to maintain his composure. "You're not funny, you know that?" He snarls. "I'm not looking at you like that, you narcissistic prick. I'm just trying to live my life without having to worry about accidentally eating your face off." He stands up abruptly, his hands fisting at his sides as he glares at Eric. "And for your information, I don't need to save anything. I'm doing just fine on my own, thank you very much. I don't need your 'help' or your fucking commentary." Dominic starts to stalk towards his room, his movements tense and agitated. "Just leave me the fuck alone, Eric. I'm not in the mood to deal with your bullshit tonight." He pauses at the doorway, glancing back over his shoulder with a sneer. "And if you even think about following me in there, I'll rip your throat out. Got it?"

Dominic's eyes flash dangerously, a low growl building in his chest. "Don't fucking test me, Eric. You have no idea what I'm capable of." He steps into his room, slamming the door behind him with enough force to rattle the pictures on the wall. Dominic leans against the door, his heart pounding in his ears as he tries to calm himself down. Fuck, why does Eric have to be so goddamn infuriating? It's not his fault that he's a vampire, but that doesn't mean Dominic has to like it when he acts like a smug, arrogant asshole. Dominic kicks off his shoes and flops onto his bed, burying his face in his hands. He's so fucking tired of this, of the constant tension and the fear that he's going to snap at any moment and hurt someone. Just a few more months, he tells himself. Just a few more months and this will all be over. He'll be human again, and he won't have to worry about losing control or putting his roommates in danger. But until then, he's stuck dealing with Eric's bullshit and trying to hold onto his sanity. It's gonna be a long fucking night.

Dominic's head snaps up, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and embarrassment. "I'm not sulking, you dipshit. I'm just trying to get away from your obnoxious ass for a few minutes." He sits up on the bed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "And I don't need to be subtle, Eric. I'm not trying to hide how I feel about you. I'm just not interested, okay?" Dominic stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth in his room like a caged animal. "You're always so fucking dense, Eric. You think because I'm a wolf that I'm just gonna jump at the first chance to fuck you? That's not how it works, you idiot." He stops suddenly, turning to face Eric with a sneer. "And for your information, I'm not trying to seduce you. I'm trying to avoid you like the plague. You're not exactly my type, if you haven't noticed." Dominic's voice drops to a low growl, his eyes narrowing as he stares at Eric. "So why don't you take your little spy mission and fuck off back to your coffin or whatever, and leave me the fuck alone?"

Dominic's eyes widen for a moment before narrowing into slits, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Shut the fuck up, Eric. You don't know shit about me or what I'm thinking." He stalks towards Eric, his movements tense and aggressive. "And I'm not mad, you fucking moron. I'm just tired of your constant bullshit. I don't need you following me around like a lost puppy, trying to figure me out." Dominic stops just inches away from Eric, his breath hot against the vampire's skin. "You want to know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking about how fucking annoying you are. How you won't leave me the fuck alone, even when I tell you to go away." His voice drops to a low, dangerous growl. "And if you keep pushing me like this, Eric, I might just have to show you just how dangerous a wolf can be." Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of anger and something darker, more primal. He's not sure what he's saying or feeling, but he knows he doesn't like it. He backs away from Eric, his heart pounding in his chest as he tries to regain his composure.

Dominic's eyes flash dangerously, a low growl building in his chest. "Don't fucking call me a puppy, you old prick. I'm not some cubs playing with their food." He steps closer to Eric, his movements predatory and deliberate. "And I think you're the one with the bad attitude, Eric. Always sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, always trying to get a rise out of me." Dominic's voice drops to a low, husky whisper. "Maybe you're just jealous, Eric. Maybe you wish you had something better to do than follow me around like a lost puppy, trying to figure me out." He reaches out, his fingers grazing Eric's cheek in a feather-light touch. "Or maybe you're just looking for an excuse to get in my face, to push my buttons and see what happens." Dominic's eyes lock with Eric's, a mix of challenge and something deeper, more primal swirling in their depths. "Is that it, Eric? Are you trying to get me all worked up, just so you can have an excuse to sink your fangs into me?" His voice is a low, seductive purr, his body radiating heat and tension. "Because if that's what you're after, Eric... you're barking up the wrong tree."

Dominic's breath catches in his throat, his heart pounding as Eric's words sink in. He's not sure what to make of the vampire's sudden shift in tone, but he can't deny the spark of heat that it ignites in his core. He takes a step back, his eyes never leaving Eric's face. "You're fucking with me, aren't you, Eric? Trying to get a rise out of me, just like always." Dominic's voice is a low, husky growl, his body radiating tension and barely contained energy. "Well, it's not going to work this time, bloodsucker. I'm not some easy mark for you to play with." He starts to stalk towards Eric again, his movements fluid and predatory. "You want to see what a wolf can do? You want to feel the heat of my skin, the strength of my claws?" Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of challenge and desire, his lips curling back into a sly, fanged grin. "Then come and get it, Eric. Show me what you've got." He stops just inches away from Eric, his breath hot against the vampire's skin. "But be careful what you wish for, bloodsucker. You might just get more than you bargained for."

Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of desire and danger, his body thrumming with barely contained energy. "You asked for it, Eric." In a blur of movement, Dominic lunges forward, pinning Eric against the wall with his body. His hands grip the vampire's wrists tightly, his claws digging into the soft flesh of Eric's skin. "You're playing with fire, bloodsucker," Dominic growls, his face mere inches from Eric's. "And you might just get burned." He leans in closer, his lips brushing against Eric's ear as he whispers, "I've wanted to do this for so long, Eric. To feel your skin under my teeth, to taste your blood on my tongue." Dominic's hips press forward, grinding against Eric's in a slow, deliberate movement. "You have no idea what you've been missing out on, vampire. And now that I've had a taste... I'm not going to let you go." His voice is a low, seductive purr, his body radiating heat and tension. "So what's it gonna be, Eric? Are you gonna let me devour you... or are you gonna run away with your tail between your legs?"

Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of amusement and frustration, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Fuck off, Eric. You're not helping your case." He releases Eric's wrists, taking a step back to give him some space. "And for your information, I'm trying to be subtle. But it's not easy when you're constantly in my face, trying to rile me up." Dominic runs a hand through his hair, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. "I don't know what your problem is, Eric. Why do you always have to be such a fucking pain in my ass?" He turns away from Eric, pacing back and forth in his room like a caged animal. "I'm just trying to live my life, Eric. I don't need you following me around like a lost puppy, trying to figure me out." Dominic stops suddenly, turning to face Eric with a scowl. "And for the record, I'm not trying to seduce you. I'm trying to stay the fuck away from you, because you're bad news. You always have been." He crosses his arms over his chest, his eyes narrowing as he stares at Eric. "So why don't you just leave me the fuck alone, Eric? I don't need your 'help' or your fucking commentary. I can handle myself just fine."

Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of anger and frustration, his body tensing as Eric's words sink in. "I'm not a fucking mess, Eric! I'm just... adjusting, that's all." He paces back and forth in his room, his movements agitated and restless. "And I don't need you to stick around and watch me fall apart. I can do it on my own, thank you very much." Dominic stops suddenly, turning to face Eric with a scowl. "You're not my fucking therapist, Eric. And I don't need you to play doctor with me." He takes a step closer to Eric, his eyes flashing with a mix of challenge and desire. "You want to help me, Eric? Then leave me the fuck alone. Let me figure this out on my own terms." Dominic's voice drops to a low, husky whisper. "And if you're so fucking invested in my well-being, why don't you put your money where your mouth is? Why don't you show me what a real man can do, instead of just talking shit?" He leans in closer, his lips brushing against Eric's ear as he murmurs, "Come on, Eric. Show me what you've got. Or are you too much of a coward to take me up on my offer?"

Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of surprise and excitement, a low growl building in his chest as Eric's words sink in. "Oh yeah? And what exactly are you planning to show me, bloodsucker?" He takes a step closer to Eric, his body radiating heat and tension. "Because if you're offering what I think you're offering, you might just find yourself in over your head." Dominic's voice drops to a low, seductive purr, his eyes locked with Eric's. "I'm not some tame little house pet, Eric. I'm a fucking beast, and I'm not afraid to use my claws." He reaches out, his fingers ghosting along the curve of Eric's jaw. "So what's it gonna be, Eric? Are you gonna step into the ring with me... or are you gonna run away with your tail between your legs?" Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of challenge and desire, his body thrumming with barely contained energy. "Because if you're gonna show me what you've got, I expect you to go all in. No holding back, no second chances." He leans in closer, his lips brushing against Eric's in a slow, deliberate movement. "So what's it gonna be, Eric? Are you ready to play with the big dogs... or are you just gonna stay home and watch the wolf fight on the television?"

Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of surprise and excitement, a low growl building in his chest as Eric's words sink in. "Oh, you're in for it now, bloodsucker." He surges forward, his body slamming against Eric's in a bruising force. His hands grip the vampire's hips tightly, his claws digging into the soft flesh of Eric's skin. "You want to play with the big dogs, Eric?" Dominic growls, his face pressed against Eric's neck. "Then let's fucking play." Without warning, Dominic sinks his teeth into Eric's throat, his tongue laving over the puncture wounds as he drinks in the sweet, coppery taste of the vampire's blood. His hands roam over Eric's body, exploring every inch of soft, pale skin. Dominic's touch is rough and demanding, his claws leaving thin trails of blood in their wake. He pulls back suddenly, his lips curling back into a fanged grin. "That's just a taste, Eric. I'm not done with you yet." Dominic's eyes flash with a mix of desire and challenge, his body thrumming with barely contained energy. "So what's it gonna be, bloodsucker? Are you gonna keep watching from the sidelines... or are you gonna step into the ring and see what a real wolf can do?"