Love Lance

The Hunter

Third person POV
Top - Keith
Bottom - Lance

It was a cold, dark night in a forest near the mountains, Keith had been hiking for a few days. He'd spent hours at a time traversing the terrain and tracking. He thought he was after something big, something monsterous, a creature worth beheading. In otherwise, a prompt impressive prize to take home. Hours passed as he pushed aside the brush and created a patch of his own tracks. He ventured deep as he looked for a resting place. Finding a safe and secure location to rest was the most important factor as well as adequate shelter, which he already had the materials for. Once he'd reached an overhanging hilltop, Keith marked the location below it. The overhang provided shelter and shade from the heat but would also protect him from the oncoming storm and rainy weather. The hanging vines would also give him coverage and camouflage. He even set down some of the things he didn't need but kept his katana on his person. Keith searched the surrounding area for food, finding some fruits and other edibles. He came across a pond, succeeding in catching one fish. He wondered back, set up a fire for his meal, and ate. He heard a few snaps of branches in the distance but shrugged it off as a harmless animal.

What Keith didn't know was that he was not actually the hunter in this situation, Lance was, except he had been leading Keith to believe he was following something else. Lance had noticed him nearly on in the week, tall, lean, dark, and mysterious? He was it, and Lance wanted a shot of him. He followed him closely, lurking nearby, s Keith followed Lance's fake trail. He wanted Keith more and more the closer they got. He was leading him all that time to the perfect spot for Keith to lower his guard and rest. Once Keith had set up camp, Lance crept closer and closer to the camp. He spotted Keith's silhouette through the dimly illuminated tent. He lurked around outside, his form shifting to his more demonic one. His cute horns and tail were present when he was like this.

Keith lay down to rest when he felt a presence. He rolled a bit and felt a weight on his waist. He shot up slightly, eyes wide, and he reached and re-lit the light beside him. He heard a sly giggle and faced the creature. Lance smirked seductively, dressed up I his usual sexuall way. Keith was stunned for a moment, disbelief across his face as he put together the pieces of what was going on. Lance rubbed a hand tenderly over his chest, tugging on his shirt, his tail swaying in anticipation.

"You're a-," Keith muttered.

"A succubus sweetie~," Lance coed.

Keith reached for his knife, and Lance knocked it away, offended by his move. He pouted and complained that Keith was being unfriendly. All he wanted was some fun. He rocked his hips on him, lust in his eyes. Keith considered it, his mind wondering over lances physique. He admired it, eying him up, and he was attractive. Keith had been a little pent up, and Lance' hips grinding up against him was doing things to him, things he didn't think he'd be feeling with a demon looming over him. As Lance sensually continued his efforts, Keith found his resolve and shoved the brunette off of him, grabbing his knife in a rush, holding it up to Lance's throat. Lance gasped, and it startled him enough to jump out of his demonic form. It surprised Keith. His glare softened as he looked upon the suddenly human boy n front of him. It lowered is guard enough to give Lance an escape. He darted out of the tent and into the night.

"Shit," Keith mumbled and sighed to himself.

He attempted to sleep through the remainder of the night but was unsuccessful. He decided to just move on with his hike and cleaned up. He checked the surrounding area and continued. He had Lance on his mind the entire time. He had no idea where the succubus had come from or why he'd chosen Keith, but he felt a slight bit of guilt for scaring him the way he did. He didn't seem to want to hurt Keith. Well, he's was unsure, but surely he was just looking for sex as those beings do. It confused Keith, but he hoped not to cross paths with him again.