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It is distinctly possible that I may have written a 10K rough draft of a Biggles werewolf AU in the last two days.
Here, have a bite-sized sample until I can get around to editing and posting it.
Biggles was drawn from his intensely focused concentration by a startled exclamation of "Oh my God!" from Algy.
Biggles looked up. Fritz was sitting on his haunches next to Algy—both sitting down, Fritz wolf-shaped, they were on eye level with each other. Algy held Fritz's muzzle in a firm grip as if he was a recalcitrant dog and forced the young werewolf to look at him.
"He licked my ear," Algy said grimly. "No licking, Fritz, no licking, I shouldn't think this would have to be spelled out."
Biggles ducked his head to hide his grin. It felt strange on his mouth, after the day they'd all had. "I expect sometimes they can't help it."
"Oh, they can help it." Algy stabbed a finger at the massive grey bulk with its head in Biggles's lap. "Has that one licked you even once? No? He can stop himself, he just doesn't want to."
Fritz lay down mournfully and put his head on his paws.
Biggles couldn't say that the idea of von Stalhein licking him was unpleasant, but Algy was right, and with that came a renewed feeling of hope. Even in the depths of his pain, von Stalhein hadn't given in to his animal instincts. He had never tried to snap or bite, and even as out of it as he was, he had seemed aware of who was touching him. There was still a keen and coherent human mind beneath the wolfish fur.
Here, have a bite-sized sample until I can get around to editing and posting it.
Biggles was drawn from his intensely focused concentration by a startled exclamation of "Oh my God!" from Algy.
Biggles looked up. Fritz was sitting on his haunches next to Algy—both sitting down, Fritz wolf-shaped, they were on eye level with each other. Algy held Fritz's muzzle in a firm grip as if he was a recalcitrant dog and forced the young werewolf to look at him.
"He licked my ear," Algy said grimly. "No licking, Fritz, no licking, I shouldn't think this would have to be spelled out."
Biggles ducked his head to hide his grin. It felt strange on his mouth, after the day they'd all had. "I expect sometimes they can't help it."
"Oh, they can help it." Algy stabbed a finger at the massive grey bulk with its head in Biggles's lap. "Has that one licked you even once? No? He can stop himself, he just doesn't want to."
Fritz lay down mournfully and put his head on his paws.
Biggles couldn't say that the idea of von Stalhein licking him was unpleasant, but Algy was right, and with that came a renewed feeling of hope. Even in the depths of his pain, von Stalhein hadn't given in to his animal instincts. He had never tried to snap or bite, and even as out of it as he was, he had seemed aware of who was touching him. There was still a keen and coherent human mind beneath the wolfish fur.

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I love EVERYTHING about this! Fritz as giant werewolf pup! Wolf!EvS with his head in Biggles’s lap! Biggles thinking it would be ok by him if wolf!EvS licks him! I love it already!
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I just noticed that it cut off halfway through the last paragraph. Thank you so much, dodgy internet connection! There is now an actual end to that last sentence ...
But yes, I have been having WAY too much fun with this over the last couple of days.
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👀
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AWWWWWWWW.
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"Oh, they can help it." Algy stabbed a finger at the massive grey bulk with its head in Biggles's lap. "Has that one licked you even once? No? He can stop himself, he just doesn't want to."
I love it!