Huntress x Jake

No one escapes death

     I woke up in the lodge. I was laying in a couch with my wounds patched up. The "game" had not ended. I had yet to escape and The Huntress had yet to close the hatch. Why?
I slowly sat up and grunted as I put pressure on my wounds. Does she have food? I checked the lockers, the chests, even underneath the couch cushions. Nothing. Wait, I should probably look for hatch. Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?
     I continue to rummage through the house looking for food. It's a lost cause. I make my way to the door looking around before I make my exit.
     As I step outside I hear humming. Her humming. I crouch beside some rubble outside the house and wait for her to pass. She never did pass. She came directly to the door and turned to face me.
    "Little...man trying to run?" She slowly unsheathed one of her hatchets and put it in throwing position.
     "No-no! Not at all!" I quickly think of an excuse. "I was looking for you!"
The Huntress lowered her hatchet. "Little man, you are not scared?"

"Should I be?"

"..."

"You're silence isn't very reassuring." She stayed quiet. "Are you going to close the hatch?"

"..."

"...?"

My stomach growls very loudly, cutting through the awkward silence. A bright blush enshrouds my face.
The Huntress studies my face. "Come."
She grabs my hand and helps me stand up. I follow her back into the lodge and she signals for me to follow her.
We go up stairs and she reaches down into a locker and pulls out a large box. "You were looking for food earlier, yes?" I nod quickly. "Take this."
She hands me the box and it's surprisingly heavy. I fall forward and bump into The Huntress's chest. "Ah! Sorry!"
She reaches her hands under the box, her arms intertwined with mine. I turn my face to the side and my face turns a slight pink.
She takes her left arm and opens the box. "See?" I look into the box and see it's full of granola bars. There is also a 20 pound weight inside. That explains the weight of the box.

"Why do you have a weight in here?"

"Work out."

"...ok."

"You make me feel calm."

"That's...good I guess."

The Huntress takes the box and sets it next to us. "You eat later."
     "But-"
     She shoves me against the wall. She then proceeds to pins my hands above my head.
     "What are you-?"
     The Huntress lifts her mask and my eyes peer into hers. She then takes my jacket off and then my shirt. She starts kissing my collarbone and shoulders. The kisses slowly turns into bites. Bite marks covered my upper body and small amounts of blood stained my skin.
     She grasped my chin tightly and her nails dug into my face. We started making out as she pressed her chest into mine.
     After a few minutes of fighting for dominance, she won and threw me over her shoulder. With her other hand she picked up the box of granola bars.
    "I save this here for you." She hands me one and let's me eat it (I'm still over her shoulder). She puts the rest into the locker and takes me outside.
     She lays me on the ground and kisses my forehead. "I like you." She turns away to look at the moon. "Visit again."
     She turns to me and raises her axe. I stare at her, my eyes wide as shaking engulfs my entire body. "No one escapes death."