The Bedroom, Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040).....
Baddwulf's eyes opened to find him staring at the ceiling of his apartment bedroom as his bare chest rose and fell in the silence that surrounded him. He felt the rather pleasant weight of Amanda's head resting against his chest and sighed realizing that she had not yet left him, as she'd been prone to doing once she'd had her fill of his cock and ventured back out into the big wide world. His weary mind had been plagued with thoughts both unseemly and whistful as he lay there on his back still staring up at his ceiling and heavily contemplating the what-if portion of his rather chaotic lifestyle.
He hadn't much liked the quiet when he'd been home, too much room to think and thinking had never done him any favors.
Baddwulf thought back to all the times he and Amanda had ended up in this exact same position. Him lying on his back naked with his cock standing straight up and her soft warm body equally naked beside him after more than their fair share of sex romps since the very first time he'd taken her. She had been more innocent then, but given to naughty requests when it came to riding his cock. She knew of course that he'd been a werewolf and it made her all the more curious to "try him out" so to speak.
Baddwulf sighed as he noted the mess that had been made of his bed and possibly his bedroom as a whole. It had been just like them to get lost in the warring sea of passion while the rest of the world went on without them. He had never forgotten how nervous he'd been the first time he'd taken her, of course in addition to having been a virgin at the time, he'd been a werewolf and didn't want to scare her with his transformation during the act or any time before.
He found that she rather enjoyed his wolfish side, moaning louder and louder the more she saw him lose himself to its powerful drunken embrace. Baddwulf had thought her strange even then but now it was like bedding a whole new person with the face of the girl he used to know.
Her cold jaded eyes had been the major difference he found when they had been reunited, she used to have a light in her eyes that had been alight with endless realms of possibility and a zest for something more even when the world around her had been little more than a glorified cesspool.
She'd become like everyone else who had seen their fair share of horrors in life as fake as the temple city itself and just as empty and hollow to boot. Baddwulf sighed as he noted Amanda's equally naked body shift in bed. She moved her soft hands along his bare chest and straddled his waist once more sinking her tight body all the way down until he took him in fully. He let out a low hiss as she began to ride him once again her shapely hips bouncing as he gripped them amid the golden rays of sunlight.
She'd been a good lay all things considered but that seemed to be all she was capable of being with the sweet girl he once knew long gone, beaten down by life and strung out in the slums taking cock after cock that had not been his own.
Still, Baddwulf had something of a soft spot for her and there were times when echos of the girl she used to be, the girl that held his young boyish heart captive had made him forget the filth and crime that had overtaken this city, he supposed for a moment maybe two he had done the same for her on those strange dark nights when she'd end up in his bed.
She had truly loved him once, that much he had known to be true and he had in fact loved her just the same, possibly more than she could have ever imagined.
Sadly she had made the decision to leave him behind for glitz and glamour never once looking back until the fateful afternoon he'd stumbled upon her, bleeding and terrified by a rather unsavory john that Baddwulf had not hesitated to put through a wall after breaking several bones in his body for the insult of slapping around a lady, especially his former lady.
Amanda's tear-stricken and shame-filled eyes had prompted him to get her out of there and afterward they had no words as the old magnetic pull ensured they would make quite a few memories under the cover of a long dark night. It had been strange to see Amanda's face in the light of day, something she seemed to be hellbent on keeping up with for the most part but it seemed she'd sensed just how shaken Baddwulf had been to his core following the death of the bastard that had beaten him to a pulp a few days prior.
Even as he stared up at the bare breasts that dangled from the lovely redhead, he had been thinking of blood and death all the more. While Amanda's visit had provided a pleasant distraction, he had known all too well that it was only a matter of time before it came to an end and he'd be back out there with his nose to the grindstone mixing it up with the blood bodies and muck that happened to have gripped Temple City as a whole.
Baddwulf grunted as Amanda's tight warm body continued to bounce on his cock as he slowly kissed her hand and they locked eyes, she noted the non-too-casual shift from blue to yellow and smiled as she began to bounce on his thick cock harder their respective naked bodies always enmeshed whenever they'd been together for any length of time.
"I love you, Wolfie Baby," she whispered as she kissed his lips.
Baddwulf growled as he pulled her close with her chest pressed against his never missing a beat as his cock plunged in and out of her tightness.
She had been fresh out of love for a long time, but it was nice to hear anyway, something like an ode to the days gone by as they continued their act and he opened his mouth near her waiting ear.
"I love you too," he replied gruffly before shifting her onto the bed and pounding her sodden sex for all he was worth.
She found he'd been fresh out of love as well but played along nonetheless.