moonbound
summary: Xavier's had eons to think about how your first time together might go. Not once did he expect it would happen during his rut.
notes: 18+, mdni, pwp-ish, werewolves, knotting, first times, Xavier and MC lust after each other like pent-up Victorians, reluctance on Xavier's part, my tenses are everywhere. Look I just wanted to write some good old fashioned werewolf smut. If I missed anything let me know! Please do not read if any of the above bothers you.
Xavier has been acting strangely.
For one thing, he's been clearly uncomfortable— running hot even in the frigid chill of Sindersfell. It's barely sunrise, and Xavier's already unbuttoned his shirt collar, beads of sweat pooling dangerously at the hollow of his throat. The innermost part of you cheered at the hint of collarbone over breakfast. You figure that was going to be as exciting as today would get.
By midday, he's down to an undershirt and his usual riding pants and boots. You're having the best day of your life since you woke up in the Order of Babel. Having only "awake" for a few weeks, no one could fault you for not knowing staring was impolite.