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🦴As far as you could remember, you’ve always been fond of animals. In fact you preferred their company over interacting with other people. After all, their love was unconditional, no matter what form you take on or the passage of time. Whether they were a stray, feral, disabled, it never made you flinch.
🦴So of course you gladly take up the offer of taking in a hybrid. They were the new hot thing. Chris had suggested it given your experience with animals. From his perspective, he had high hopes that you could tame him one way or another.
🦴Chris explained how Leon’s hostile behavior had hindered his ability to work with others on the field, resulting in searching for the most viable solution, you. Fast forward upon meeting, needless to say, Leon wasn’t pleased in the slightest.
🦴At first he’d growl or snarl, snap his jaw the minute you stepped in his space. He refused to let you near his makeshift nest, the couch, including his bowl of food. At times he’d even go days without eating anything when you were around.
🦴Over time, Leon walls would crumble bit by bit. He silently studied your routine, observing your habits, emotions, and what makes you tick. Every time you left for work, his ears would flicker in your direction.
🦴Due to his past experiences he’s accustomed to being on high alert, stiffening at loud noises, sounds, anything out of the ordinary. Including smells that even you aren’t aware of. A part of him unconsciously seeking danger that wasn’t even there.
🦴Leon’s gaze was fixed on your car pulling out the driveway when you weren’t looking. Now, every second that you weren’t with him, felt like a nightmare. He’d stare at the clock, obsessively counting down the hours until you were finally home.
🦴Your continuous patience and determination never faltered, besides, you had dealt with far worse in the past. Leon couldn’t deny that you intrigued his senses with interest.
🦴He was used to being feared, picking up on the way others would stand on eggshells around him. Leon was aware his breed wasn’t exactly the family friendly type. He used it to his advantage after all.
🦴 The moment you took the risk of touching him, spoiling your hybrid with scratches, pets, cuddles, he grew addicted, and fast.
🦴Your kindness, the way you gazed at him like a being, rather than a weapon or something to gawk at on display. It made him feel strange, warm and fuzzy inside. Is this how you were with every single one of your patients?
🦴The walks at the park together were a breeze for the most part. Unfortunately other pets you’d encounter wouldn’t dare get close like they used to, leaving you a little disappointed.
🦴Sometimes when you weren’t around, it’d become so unbearable, he’d sneak into your room. Leon would scavenge your belongings, shredding your lab coat apart, rutting into your clothes, pillows, mattress leaving odd stains sometimes.
🦴To make his point, he went as far as to marking territory by pissing in certain areas of your room and yard. You’d come across a few of your precious plants withered or the pots knocked over.
🦴Even the strays that used to come by stopped, had you done something to drive them away? Their bowls of water and food outside your porch were now left untouched… Maybe they didn’t like the type of food you bought them anymore..
🦴The scent you carried had always driven his instincts wild. That perfect trace of earl grey that lingered every time you were near. It took everything in him to keep himself from groaning like some needy, pathetic mutt.
🦴Maybe he felt a little ashamed, because he wasn’t some hormonal puppy anymore. He was a grown man for crying out loud
🦴On the other hand, the thought of you treating anything else with your sincerity..blessing them with your presence made his skin disgustingly crawl.
🦴Perhaps he’d feign an illness just so he’d have an excuse to lap up your attention. You looked so ethereal doing so, how you were so careful when tending to his needs.
🦴As soon as visitors, family, friends or even potential partners would visit— he’d go back to his old self. He’d secretly sabotage your relationships, making sure each one never even entertained the idea of coming back.
🦴Can’t you see? He’s the only one you need! He can keep you safe if you’d just let him.
🦴So when you worked overtime one night, barely taking one step in through the door, you find yourself held tight into place, a strong firm grip on your shoulders. He’s already half hard in the fabric of his jeans, the bulge of his girthy cock pressing against your thigh.
🦴He’d let out a faint, needy noise between a moan and a whine, harshly licking the exposed part of your shoulder. His light stubble, scratching against you like sandpaper. The hybrid would trace the expanse of your sweet skin with his tongue gently.
🦴Only to bite down hard with his canines. Leon was doing everything in his control to erase the foreign smells tainting your skin. He’d make sure it left a bruising wound, a clear signal for anything to back off.
🦴Don’t even think about covering it up for work the next day either. He’s not letting you walk out so easily if the bite isn’t visible to the public eye.
🦴He’d aggressively rub his head all over you, without meaning to be so rough. You couldn’t bring yourself to be harsh when disciplining him. You did leave your poor pup all alone all day. Leon tried to suppress all these unwanted emotions.
🦴That ugly, bitter feeling had his sharp ears pulled back, his tail stiff. He’d growl, and nibble your fingers in retaliation if you even dared tried to pry him off.
🦴You’d spend the next hour in his makeshift nest, by force until morning. Hell, not like he’d give you a choice. This is your fault. He’d hold you close, nose pressed against the top of your head, his ears attentive to your heartbeat.
🦴Leon would pepper kisses across the strands of your soft hair. He was very pleased with himself now that you reeked of him.
🦴He’d never verbally ask for it, but he’d silently sneak up on you to bump his head, nudge your shoulder, wrap his arms around your torso where ever you were. As long as you were in sight, praising him for his good behavior, the primal side of him would rest easy.
🦴Overall he’s annoyed when you only see him as a pet and not a potential life partner. Leon wouldn’t willingly share his knot with just anyone.
🦴If that won’t make you understand, he’d resort to pretending to take his heat suppressants, purposefully leaving himself vulnerable in your care. In his mind, the idea of you being a proper mate for his puppies doesn’t sound so bad.
🦴You already knew how to take care of litters. Surely, you wouldn’t mind your own! It didn’t matter if you had a reproductive system or not, he’ll find a way for you to carry his offspring.