Don't Run

Jaguar Hunt

It had been a couple peaceful days. Alona was walking in the hall by herself. Her class was canceled, and she was waiting for lunch to start. She just needed to wander around until it was time.

She pulled out a red apple and munched, absent-minded as she roamed the halls. She wasn't thinking about much, feeling dissociated.

She turned the corner and was bounced off of, a sturdy chest. Her half-eaten apple went flying, thudding to the ground and rolling away.

Before she fell over, he caught her arm. She looked up to say sorry, but she met eyes with the Tiger and looked down quickly. Her insides churning with thrilling butterflies.

She tried to pull her arm away, but she couldn't. He held on tighter, and she winced.

"Long time no see rabbit." He said snidely and began dragging her behind him. She struggled uselessly, her feet sliding along the tiles. Putting on a frantic expression.

"Le...let go." She said quietly and he stopped and glared at her. To him, she wasn't strong enough to deny him. The weak are at the mercy of the strong. That's how this city works.

"No." He growled and kept dragging her, out of the double doors to the back of the school. Walking her past the gravel, and behind a utility shed.

He pushed her against the metal back wall, immediately leaning into her personal space. gruffing and sniffing her scent. His eyes closing in satisfaction.

He ran his hands down her back and grabbed her hips.

Touching her felt amazing; her petrified demeanor was adorable to him. Damien reveled in her fear and weakness.

Alona could laugh at how eager he seemed to be. Was she really that fun to mess with?

The Tiger stopped and stood back, staring mischievously at her. After a moment, he slammed his palm on the metal loudly, making her jump.

Her instinct to Run started going wild, her legs tensing up. Her heart started to race, and her breathing escalated. He looked so smug at her reaction.

He lifted his hands from her, and she stumbled away shaking.

"Run." He said deeply. She stood there, uncertain, hesitating and remaining still, looking scared. he lunged for her.

"RUN."

She fled quickly, breaking into a sprint. Turning tail and speeding away. He huffed as he ran after her.

She busted through the doors and ran through the halls in flight mode. Adrenaline racing through her. She could hear The Predator just behind her. It thrilled her to the bone.

Willing her legs to go faster, she skirted around a corner, dipping off down another hallway and wiping her scent with magic.

He wouldn't catch her today. She laughed a bit as she weaved through the building quickly.

Bursting out of the school's front doors, she banked left toward a side street; when she rounded the concrete wall of the school and saw yet another Predator. Her heart jumped with delight.

The Jaguar Lucid was leaning against the wall, smoking a joint calmly. She flew past him in a blind panic and his ears perked high, alarmed. He stood straight, getting up from his relaxed position. Facing in her direction curiously.

She paused for a second staring at him from a distance. Heart racing. Her chest huffed with heavy breaths and her hair looked wild. He was captured by her sudden and disheveled appearance.

The Witch was curious... would Lucid do the same thing?

"Stop running." He growled and stepped toward her. She shook her head, her face filled with panic.

His piercing green eyes stared her down, and she felt her instincts screaming. She took a step back, Then another. He was shaking his head No; his expression was deadly serious.

He took a step forward with his hand out, and she fled, panic taking over as she raced down the sidewalk.

The Big Cats pupils expanded into black orbs, his body tensed up in anticipation, and he sprang after her with everything in him. His nature taking over and consuming his every thought.

The Hunt began.

The terrified little thing was quick. When she leaped over a gated fence, into someone's yard, he was quite surprised. She was hopping fences like it was nothing.

She jumped into an abandoned Barn yard next to the back fields and her pace slowed. Exhausted from running so much.
Her lungs burned.

As she took a tight turn on the corner of the barn wall, he came skirting wide around her. Slipping a bit on the grass as he rounded the same corner.

He tackled her to the ground and straddled her, his hands grabbed her shoulders and he breathed heavily, growling out angrily.

"I said, Don't Run!" He yelled and squeezed her shoulders hard.

Alona was a mess beneath him. Her body slick in a cold sweat, she whimpered pathetically, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I can't help it." She sobbed, rubbing her tears away quickly with her hands. Her body trembled under him. She was utterly defenseless. Her shirt was lifted slightly, and her chest heaved with deep breaths.

Lucid felt a strange lust creep over him. His excitement mixed with her vulnerability created an alluring situation. One that drew him in, like a moth to the flame. He wanted to possess her very being. And she was powerless to say no.

He grunted and leaned in close. Grabbing her shirt and pulling her up, roughly kissing her. His cat tongue felt odd parting her lips, and she struggled under him, hands pushing on his chest.

"Mnn!..mnnn!" He released her, and she twisted around underneath him; grabbing clumps of grass to pull herself away. He let her crawl halfway out before grabbing her waist and yanking her back to his chest. Sitting down, he leaned against the barn wall, pulling the small rabbit into his lap. He buried his face in her hair and neck and breathed in deeply, letting out a low moan.

"Your scent......" he trailed off, breathing out with pleasure, as his hands slid up her stomach and ribs slowly; until he cupped her plump breasts.
He groped her greedily, ruffling her shirt and bra roughly. She was making cute noises as he touched her. It drove him wild.

"Mm...nnng." She twitched as one of his hands traveled to her inner thigh, rubbing her soft skin over her skirt. Her mind was hazy, but she had to break away.

His hold had loosened in his muddled frenzy, and she threw herself forward, out of his lap.
Rolling and crawling away on her hands and knees before looking back at him.

"Fuck!" He hit the barn wall with his fist lightly and dust scattered everywhere. Showering down. He was clearly frustrated.

He grumbled, running his hand through his jet-black hair. His pants looked tight and uncomfortable. He shook his head to clear it and looked at her, a smirk on his handsome face.

"I can see why Damien does that." He breathed out, standing.
She backed away slightly, making him chuckle.

"You should be more careful." He quipped smugly and began walking back to the school building. He had a class to get too.

When she heard him get out of ear shot, she sighed. A huge grin spreading across her face as she leaned against the barn wall. Her panties were sopping wet and sticking to her.

God damn, that felt good.

She thought in guilty pleasure. She really was a freak. She was almost sad he didn't do more, wondering what being ravaged by a Carnivore would feel like....

She shook her head to clear her dirty thoughts.

She got up and used her <Dirt ball> spell. Taking all the yucky off of her and straightening her clothes and hair. Her shirt looked a bit stretched out after all the man handling. She giggled as she walked back to school.

Slipping her mask of lies, back on her face.