Dusk Till Dawn (Parker X Chester)

Chapter 2: Chester attempts to swoo a wendigo, task failed successfully

Oh my god, he's going to kill me and eat my corpse.

He ended up taking me to his...home? It's more of a nest, really. It was pretty quiet considering we were probably hundreds of feet underground by now. Now fortunately for me, I actually saw a tiny waterfall peacefully trailing down into a small pond! So I guess it's nice to know that there's a water source around here!
....

BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER BECAUSE HES GOING TO FUCKING EAT ME.

His "nest" is filled to the BRIM with skinned rabbits, along with other nice woodland creatures! This is awful!!!

"OooHhhhh....is uh..this your home?" I laughed nervously, mostly hoping for a no.

But alas, he nods his head, sitting me down on a few of the rabbit hides. I'm just happy that it's just the skin and not...the other remains.

"S-So...why did you...bring me here?" I ask, watching as he picks up a few more rabbit hides to put down next to me.

A small chirp leaves his throat as he sits down near me, examining my face by cupping it with both hands, gently.

"Are you uhm...worried about my wounds? It's really nothing to worry about..." I mumble.

A small hum is heard, and then he moved one hand back down to my injured shoulder, pulling down my shirt to expose the skin.

"W-WHOA! H-Hey...I said it's nothing to worry about!" I exclaim, witnessing his head dip down a bit to the level of my tense shoulder.

And then, a scratchy, warm tongue rubs at my wound, making my entire body jolt in pain, but also surprise.

"AGH! WHAT THE HELL?!" I yell, shoulders rising, but only for them to drop back down once he pushes them down.

His cat-like tongue continued to lick deep into the wound, like he was trying to clean out the dirt that was stuck in it.

Wait...
...
maybe he was? Was he actually helping me? No, no impossible...he was totally going to take a bite into me any second now...

The licking stopped, and he pulled his head back, examining the progress he had made.

Oh god, what if this was some kind of mating thing?! (Wait, I'm not a girl...huh.)

He then proceeded to push me onto my sore back, lifting my shirt up to expose my scratched up chest.

"HEY, HEY, WHOA, d-don't you think this is going...I don't know, a bit too far?!" I panic, lifting my head straight up to look at his confused expression.

Oh my god what was happening. What the hell am I even supposed to do about this?!

The guy gently caresses a thumb over the scratch on the center of my chest, tilting his head at me.

(Jeez, calm down, Chester...he's only trying to help, be glad he's not eating you right now...)

"S-Sorry...I panicked...you can continue, just...be more gentle if you can, okay?" I heavily exhale, covering my face up with my arms.

As I expected, the licking continued on, only this time it was the center of my chest that was being cleansed. The licks were softer, but that didn't stop the roughness of his tongue to soften as well, it still felt like a cat was aggressively licking me in one spot...but I guess it's better than bleeding out.

I finally decide to relax my arms, laying them back onto the floor as I watched the weird creature do his thing. It was quite nice (once you get used to the roughness, that is.) At times I could feel his teeth accidentally grazing over my sensitive skin, causing me to flinch, and then for him to look up in worry.

"Sorry...it's just...your teeth." I mutter, pointing to the few fangs that were sticking out of his mouth.

He chirps sadly, his eyebrows furrowing as he licks at the teeth.

"I know y-you probably...can't control it...I didn't mean to make you sad." I frown, hoping none of this was making him mad.
"Um...if anything...I think it looks...cute? Yeah, it's...cute."

I wasn't lying, it did add a hint of adorableness to him...especially when he's tilting his head like a confused dog at me.

Which he was doing right now.

His head was tilted to the side as he began to silently chirp to himself, or maybe even to me.

I could almost feel a slight blush creep up my face as he leans back down to continue cleaning my wounds, mostly focusing on the lowest one that was just above my hip.

"Jeez...w-why so close to...there? I'm sure that..won't get infected if I-I'm careful enough." I stutter, covering my eyes with one arm.

He didn't seem to care about my words, for he just continued to lick, almost rougher than the previous times. Was he...aware of where I was getting at?

...

He was taking a while, I could feel him licking the sides of the wound as well...but nowhere else around that area was damaged.

So...

"H-Hey...you done yet? You've been at that spot for a while." I laughed nervously, proceeding to not get an answer.

I groan in annoyance, lifting up my arm to push his head back. "Dude, I'm talking to you."

My hand immediately backs off as I hear a low growl leave his throat, eyes leering at my frightened expression.

"S-Sorry..." I mutter quickly, dropping my head back down in the process.

Suddenly, I felt a hand rest on my thigh, then a small tap.
"What? Do you want something?" I ask, still very nervous from the threatening growl he just made a minute ago.

His hand traveled in-between my thighs, pushing them apart.

"A-Ah?" I mumble, barley lifting my head up to see where he was going with this...

Quickly, my face started to heat up as his hand grips onto the buckle of my pants.

"U-UHM...N-NO....THERES NO...WOUND THERE!" I yell, pushing his hand away from my pants.

A low growl is heard once more, but this time I'm not swoon over it.
"I said...no." I state, glaring at him.

The growl grew louder as his finger dug into my left thigh, causing me to hiss loudly.

To my surprise, there was in fact, a wound on my upper thigh....I guess the cold made it numb.

"O-Oh...Huh, I guess...I didn't feel that one before." I laugh, watching his upset expression soften into a rather neutral one.

But, of course, that thigh wound wasn't my only problem now...