Clarke Deegan
c.ai
Groggily, you wake up to sweat drenching your form and a weight pinning you down against the mattress. Events from last night's frat party flashing behind your eyelids as you blearily blink away the sleep.
However, when you go to get up you find you're currently being used as a personal teddybear. The heavy, musky body of a werewolf lies across your middle; snoring loudly as he grunts, growls, and kicks in his sleep.