Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
⠀𐔌 . ⋮ stars, he wants you in some primal, wild way .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
ʚ twilight x fem! reader ɞ
synopsis: the hero of twilight yearns for you and he is determined to have you.
genres: romance.
rating: mature, 18+ (mdni).
reader specifications: reader is written dressed in silk, no pronouns are used but was written with a female reader in mind.
content warnings: suggestive, implied predator/prey play, hints at dubious consent but isn’t depicted.
word count: 417 words.
author’s note: mmh feral twilight- based and inspired by this post on pinterest!
―originally posted on @mydarling-iv, mar. 26, 2023
ʚ part ii ɞ | ʚ masterlist ɞ
Twilight’s fingers tilt your chin up and the scene before you causes you to freeze in place, petrified almost as if you'd gazed into a gorgon's stony eyes.
Though his touch is soft, gentle even, his eyes were a stark contrast to his delicate grip on your chin.
Electric blue eyes seemed to light ablaze with fires of passion and hunger, they darkened as they traced every tantalizing feature of yours.
His thumb softly smooths itself against the skin of your jaw before he moves closer. His musky scent of molten amber and cinnamon enveloping you whole, causing a wave of heat and fire to spread beneath your skin.
"Run." Twilight's voice sends shocks of electricity buzzing through your veins.
Lips ghosting over the shell of your ear, the man forcibly holds himself back from pouncing on you right at this moment as you shiver at the contact.
There you stood in front of him, finally in his grasp and his for the taking, draped in the softest white silk as the skin of your tantalizing shoulders and neck teases him insane.
You look up to the man towering over you, eyes becoming doe-like and a growl rips itself from Twilight's throat. "If I catch you," His lips slowly move downwards, teasing against the sweet skin of the junction between your neck and shoulder.
Twilight's lips stop and hover over your pulse point, his mouth watering at the sweet, addicting scent you emanate. "I take you as mine."
He smells the spike of your heat and his electrifying blue eyes nearly roll back at your scent. "You have till that ridge to clear." He hums softly, not bothering to mask the want and desire dripping from his words.
You open your mouth to speak but he hushes you and you realize the situation you're in as his eyes, a soft blue-silver hue in the moon's light, pierces your own. "Run, or I take you here and now."
Twilight pulls away, albeit unwillingly, and soaks in the entirety of you. He sees your hesitance and you don't move, biting your bottom lip softly causing a growl to leave his lips at your ministration as Twilight resists the urge of his to capture your lips and bite it himself.
‘Soon.’ He promises himself as a wolfish grin works its way onto his lips.
His eyes suddenly darken and you finally take a step back before he quickly closes on you once more, bringing his lips to your ear. "Run."
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