#scent marking

[hemipenal-system]

the funny thing about dating a werewolf is every other werewolf also knows you're dating one. there is a reason your girlfriend insisted on cuddling with you on the first date and pressed herself all over you. it is the same reason some people who you thought you were chill with have been a bit more distant. you can wash her hair off your clothes but you're never getting her scent off you

#terato #monster fucker #terato blog #monsterfucker #teratophillia #werewolf #werewolf x reader #scent marking #terato concept

[christinesficrecs]

Hi! I’m actually trying to find a fic (I accidentally closed the tab and now I can’t find it :( ) - Derek is trying to scent mark stiles because the alpha pack is in town, he like sleeps in his bed and makes him wear his leather jacket etc. Lydia and Jackson are around too. I think it’s around 8k words. Ty so much in advance

It sounds like this one.

Scent Marking For Dummies by  Hatteress (goddammitstacey) | 8.8K

Stiles is almost used to being chased around the school by werewolves at this point. Having to share a bed with Derek freaking Hale, on the other hand, is just needlessly complicating his life.

#asks #sterek fics #ficrecs #alpha pack #scent marking

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Alpha!Yang scent marking Omega!Blake inadvertently to subsequently apologize? (they started dating recently)

I love your blog, and your work on Ao3 ❤️‍🔥

Finally! Got to this one! I love the idea!!! Also, thank you!

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Alpha!Yang: (snuggling Blake) Have I ever told you you smell really good?

Omega!Blake: (sitting between Yang's legs and leaning against her chest) Do I?

Yang: (dreamily) Yeah.... (buries her nose into the crook of Blake's neck and takes a deep breath) Like... really good.

Blake: (blushes and starts wiggling) Yang...

Yang: (totally hazed over by the smell and starts rubbing her cheek against the spot where the scent is most potent)

Blake: (gasps and pushes Yang back) Yang!

Yang: (falls to the ground in confusion) What?! What? What did I do? Are you alright?

Blake: (heart is racing and she's blushing as she catches her breath) You were scent marking me.

Yang: Scent.... (eyes widen) Oh, my god!!! I'm so sorry!!! I didn't mean to!!! You just smelled so good! I didn't-

Blake: Yang! Yang, it's fine.

Yang: (pauses and blinks while blushing) What?

Blake: (blushes) It's fine.

Yang: You sure??? I didn't get your consent.

Blake: I know... but I also know you didn't mean to do it. I... uh... actually really enjoyed it. A little too much, and it startled me.

Yang: O-Oh! Ooooh... Welll... Uh... Do you want to... um... scent each other? Maybe?

Blake: (ears stand at attention as her blush intensifies) Um... yeah, I do...

Yang: Okay. Okay! Sure, yeah! Alright! Uh... (stares awkwardly)

Blake: (stares awkwardly)

Yang: (swallows and gently puts her hands on Blake's hips and pulls her close)

Blake: (places hands on Yang's shoulders and gently rubs her cheek on Yang's neck)

Yang: (blushes and reciprocates)

-One Minute Later-

Yang: (pulls away with a bright red blush and a sheepish smile) Well... we did it.

Blake: (blushing and smiling bashfully) Yeah, we did. (nestles back in) I love you~

Yang: (spine fuses ramrod straight before relaxing and nuzzling Blake's neck again) I love you too~

#bumbleby #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #rwby #thanks anon #a/b/o #alpha yang #omega blake #scent marking #adorable? for me yes

[greenbergwrites]

anything primal 😭 chasing, biting, softness, just running on instinct basically. Somehow I imagine teddy being involved in the craziness, tears of pleasure soaking his fur.

I tried to do Kinktober last year and failed at it, so I can't say for certain if I'm going to try again but I can at least get us started off right with a little bit of primal play

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Maybe Alphas in rut go a little feral or wolves on the full moon are heavy on the instinct and so Bucky wants to play in the woods behind the cabin

But of course even when the moon is full, Steve is still just a boy and they're at the cabin which means he has no hope of being in any other headspace, so he needs Teddy with him

And Bucky isn't complaining because the idea of running down his little mate and fucking him while he clings to his bear has Bucky so goddamn hard that he almost can't restrain himself for taking his baby boy then and there in the soft grass behind the cabin

He manages to let Steve go, though, and waits a few minutes to give him a head start. When he finally gives chase, it's as satisfying as he knew it would be.

They're both mostly instinct and Steve's scent is half-fear, half-excitement, like his mind can't decide whether or not he likes this. His heartbeat is rabbit-fast as Bucky stalks him, his breathing fast and shallow.

Steve was sent into the forest in a tiny little number, his skirt so short that every time he runs it bounces up and flashes pale, smooth skin. It's like waving a red flag in front of a bull.

Bucky teases his baby, almost-catching him, ripping bits of his outfit off before letting Steve get away only to hunt him again.

Sometimes, when Steve isn't sure where he is, he says in a soft, tremulous voice, "Daddy?" sounding so deliciously needy that all Bucky wants is to mount his pup, hear him say Daddy in that needy little voice while his little hole is so hot and tight around Bucky's knot.

In the end, Steve's outfit is little more than scraps by the time Bucky finally has had enough. They're deep in the forest by that point, the canopy above so thick that not even a sliver of moonlight can get through. Pitch black dark and Steve falls to the ground when something large and powerful pushes into his back. He scrambles in the underbrush, trying to get away, but huge, strong hands grip his thighs and pull him back.

The mass above him snarls, biting into the juncture of his neck and Steve--an Omega and a boy through and through--can't resist it. He goes limp with a little sob, burying his face into Teddy's fur. He's caught, trapped, utterly fucking powerless.

The remnants of his outfit are ripped away, leaving him cold and bare. Big hands cup his ass, pulling his cheeks apart and spitting lewdly on his hole. He's already so fucking wet, there's no reason for other than to show him his place.

The Alpha above him spits again, a large hand sliding into his hair and pressing down, keeping him face-planted in his Teddy's fur.

When he's mounted, it isn't easy or gentle. This isn't Daddy cooing at him sweetly, coaxing his body open with slow, easy thrusts, smiling down at him, softly promising that he's a good little boy, the perfect little boy.

Daddy hadn't touched his little hole all day in anticipation of their night together and now, he's taken too quickly, too roughly. His little hole aches from the fat, heavy cock inside him. It's too big but he doesn't have the breath to say it, his only recourse to lay limply in the earth and cry as he's taken.

He comes before the Alpha is even fully seated inside him.

There's some part of him that even wonders if this is his Daddy, his Alpha. It could be anyone. It's so dark where they are, anyone could've taken him down and now he's ass up, his legs spread like a bitch in heat.

It makes Steve feel wanton and slutty in a way that is absolutely vital. The idea that any cock will do, so long as he's fucked. It certainly feels that way now, his aching little hole pulsing around the man inside him, clinging to him eagerly.

The only sound between them is Steve's hitching, whimpering breaths and the animalistic sounds of pleasure coming from the man who fucks him.

Fingers bruise his hips and teeth bite into whatever skin the Alpha's mouth can reach. This isn't lovemaking. It isn't even sex. It's ownership, pure and simple.

The Alpha mounting him comes, but doesn't knot him. Steve sobs into Teddy, clawing at him, at the ground, wanting to protest, to fight at being denied something so vital, but he can't. The Alpha is still fucking him, his thrusts slowing with the ebbing of his orgasm.

There's no fight in Steve as long as that cock is in him. All he can do is lay there and whine as his body is used to wring every last drop of pleasure the Alpha can take from him.

When the Alpha finally pulls free from his body, Steve flops onto his back. He's trying to fight through the fog of sex and instinct to protest the denial of a knot inside him when the air above him shifts.

The first thing he feels is warm, heavy balls bumping against his chin and then a wet cock on his face. A soft grunt above him and then the cock moves, smearing come all over his face, along his throat and collarbone.

He's being scent-marked in the dirtiest, basest way possible.

When the Alpha is satisfied, he stands, tugging Steve up with him. Rough hands make sure he has Teddy securely in his grasp and then whirl him around to face a certain direction. There's nothing but shadows in front of him.

A huge body presses in behind him, a big hand skimming down his belly to fondle his hard little cock. Just like the cock in his aching little hole, that big hand engulfing him ensures his obedience. He can't fight the warm, syrupy feeling that washes over him when he's reminded of his size, reminded that he's little and boy.

"You're going to run again," A soft, gravelly voice says in his ear. It's so deep and guttural that it's unrecognizable as his Daddy's, adding to Steve's anonymous fantasy. "If you're a very, very lucky little boy, you'll make it to a bed before I catch you again. But rest assured, pup, I'll fuck you where I catch you. Every time. Be quick if you want to be in the house before dawn."

He isn't quick. He can't be. Daddy's made him so needy inside, denying him a knot and playing with his little cock. He stumbles through the forest, Daddy's come leaking out of his little hole, his body throbbing with need. He doesn't even know if he's going the right way, can only trust that he was pointed in the right direction.

When he's caught again, he falls on his side this time, and Daddy wastes no time hiking his knee up and mounting him just like that. This part of the forest is lighter. Shadow and moonlight cut across Daddy's face as he hunches over Steve's limp form.

This time, Steve can watch the animal need grow on Daddy's face, watch him lose himself to pure instinct.

The cycle continues through the night. Steve is made to run and Daddy catches him, mounts him. Sometimes, when Steve can find the breathe to beg for it, Daddy knots him. Otherwise, he just makes Steve run again, but only after Steve is scent-marked again.

They don't make it home 'til dawn.

#nani asks #greenberg replies #a/b/o dynamics #primal play #scent marking #steve is gonna be doted on mercilessly after this you just know it

[arialerendeair]

Summer Rain

By @arialerendeair

Chapter: 1/1

Pairing: Dream/Hob

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 4,692

Summary: Hob is mourning the decline of scent marking as a habit in society, and Dream steps in to remind him that not everyone has forgotten it, and is willing to forgo it.

#Aria Posts #Dreamling #Fluff #Getting Together #Scent Marking #Scenting #This is just humans with the ability to do scenting #AND IT'S SO FUCKING FLUFFY #And soft #SO SOFT

[transalphabf]

Please alpha, I need your scent all over me. Pretty please?

Since my Omega asked so nicely.

I'll scoop you up in my arms, and carry you over to our nest, gently placing you down on the soft bedding, pressing a soft little kiss to your forehead, before stripping you down, and putting one of my band t-shirts on you, even though you don't always like the heavy metal I listen to, you indulge my t-shirt because it's soft and it's old and makes you feel small and safe. I'll start by scent marking you, my face and throat pressing up against you, then my saliva marking your lips, your clavicle. My hands settled on your hips, before I'm kissing you slowly, if you want I'll fuck you slowly, if you don't, I'll keep my hands just on your hips.

If you do want me to fuck you, I'll sit you in my lap, letting you rock back and forth on my cock while I continue scenting you, until I knot you, my teeth sinking into your shoulder as my knot ties you to me, my scent sinking deep into your very body, the scent of my cum won't leave easily.

If you don't, we'll spend the night cuddled up together, legs tangled while I hum a song in your ear, nosing against you gently.

I love my Omega.

#omegaverse #i was feeling soft ok #alphaomega #trans alpha #omegaverse nsft #omega nsft #alpha nsft #knotting nsft #ftm nsft #nsft t4t #t4t omegaverse #scent marking #t4t mlm

[fairyd0g]

trading our signature jackets just to fuck each other in them (and nothing else)

#hooded denim jacket for a huge on me letterman type jacket #huffing this thing all day now mmm #scent marking #hi fairyd0g #nb4nb #t4t #queer nsft #nonbinary #tip me ?

[ask-a-vetblr]

Why do intact (male) cats stink but intact (male) dogs don't? Do all intact felines stink?

Hi! @release-the-hound here!

One way cats communicate with each other is via smell. Cats have scent glands on their cheeks, chin, top of head, and base of tail. These glands emit pheromones that stay behind on surfaces. Cats rub against items to mark their territory, and against people or other cats to signify acceptance into the cats social group.

Intact male cats are very preoccupied with marking things (this is also why they spray urine). They use it to signal their territory to other male cats (sort of a smelly "keep out!" sign). But the main reason they're stinkier than neutered male cats is because they also have hormones to signal their reproductive fitness to female cats (like a very smelly tinder profile).

While scent is also important for inter-dog communication, they don't have scent glands on their faces (hence why they don't exhibit face-rubbing while cats do). Their scent glands are known as "anal glands" and typically they're only expressed when a dog poops.

TLDR: intact male cats are stinky because they have more scent glands and they mark more than intact male dogs.

#cats #dogs #scent glands #scent marking #hitchhikerwithoutguide

[memyficsandi]

Title: Spilled Tea

Author: Eddie the Banished (caffeineandjetfuel)

Rating: Explicit

Fandom: Stranger Things

Word Count: 12.4k

Series: Spilled Tea - 24k - WIP

Summary: Steve wakes up in an alpha's den with no idea how he got there and draws some (wrong) conclusions when he sees Eddie "the Freak" Munson.

#stranger things #steddie #ao3 #get together #abo #scent marking #self lubrication #heat cycles #omega!harrington #alpha!eddie #11 30k #complete #series wip #rating nc17

[hazyweeks]

you know when you've had their hoodie for a while and only certain spots on it still smell like them? yeah i hate that shit

#scent #love thoughts #irritated bc his hoodie don't be smelling like his hoodie yk #relationship #scent marking #hoodie #his clothes

[rite-te-suli-kireysi-ite]

The Power In Me by tabbytabbytabby

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Relationship:

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Status:

One-shot

Words: 77k

Summary:

The Hale pack receives an invitation to attend a convention for the supernatural, a prospect that both excites Stiles, and makes him nervous. Especially since the invitation was addressed to him as a prospective emissary. Something he has to play off since no one in the pack, except for Lydia and Laura, even knows that Stiles has been training with Deaton to learn more about his spark and how to use it. It only gets more complicated when they get to the convention and more than one of Stiles' secrets is exposed.

Read on AO3 here

#teen wolf fanfiction #teenwolf #teen wolf #sterek #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #sterek fic #werewolf conventions #fluff #light angst #mutual pining #scent marking #jealous stiles #misunderstandings #spark stiles stilinski #first kiss #protective stiles #love confessions #alpha derek hale

[roseheartqueen]

Rose of Love

A girl/boy can buy this for the person they love most. When the girl/boy gives it to their crush/lover, the rose will bloom. When a full red heart pops up, it means the person loves the girl/boy back. If the heart comes out with a crack, it means they dont love the girl/boy back. The rose can sense love no matter what, even if you try to hide it.

#lots of love #lots of work #colored pencil #scent marking #handmade #colorful