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x by Lord Lambourne

By grapenut
Created: 2022-07-19 21:52:39
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  1. x by Lord Lambourne
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  3. https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20842499/#q20917148
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  7. >"Hello? O-oh, please! Help!"
  8. >your head snaps to the left
  9. >the faint and wavering voice is so soft you could mistake it for birdsong
  10. >were you not intimately familiar with the birds that nest near Everfree, that is
  11. >but no
  12. >that's the sound of something much more elusive
  13. >something you've been starving for
  14. >your lips curl up as you creep through the underbrush
  15. >"Where was the-- eep!"
  16. >you hear a snap that confirms your suspicions
  17. >she's (definitely a she, by the octave) headed southwest, sun in her eyes
  18. >you adjust your direction accordingly, trying to keep her blinded to you as long as possible
  19. >within five minutes, you can smell a mixture of lilac and forget-me-not
  20. >herbivore
  21. >ooh
  22. >this is going to be good
  23. >it's all you can do not to break into a sprint as you peek around a tree and see your quarry
  24. >no no, you remind yourself, be patient
  25. >you take stock of her, limbering up for a chase
  26. >that yellow coat is so bright and eye-catching, must be for attracting mates
  27. >the pink mane drooping over her face, smart of her to shade her eyes, but reduces her field of vision
  28. >slender frame, light and nimble but fragile and weak, more likely a runner than fighter
  29. >those wings are going to cause a problem, you didn't bring anything along for hunting avians
  30. >alright
  31. >you let out a calming breath and settle into a tense stance
  32. >you only have one chance at this
  33. >have to make it count
  34. >you start in on your sprint, building up speed rapidly as you approach
  35. >you can probably make it a few more yards bef
  36. SNAP
  37. >"Eep!"
  38. >her head shoots up as your foot lands heavily on a branch, and it lets out a crack
  39. >you watch her pupils shrink to pinpricks as she sees you
  40. "Shit!"
  41. >she's too far away no no no NO NO
  42. >she bolts away from you, hooves scrambling underneath her as she darts through the forest
  43. >you pour on more steam, desperate not to let your prey get away
  44.  
  45. >through some minor miracle she stays on the ground, whimpering and sniveling as she peeks behind her
  46. >"Oh! Oh no, o-oh no, I-I-I-- AAH!"
  47. >as you start to close the gap, she makes a sudden turn to throw you off her trail
  48. >you slide and struggle desperately to follow her new trajectory
  49. >the next time she turns you reach out and swing yourself around a sapling
  50. >it doesn't cost you nearly the distance this time
  51. >she's almost in reach when you see her wings stretch wide
  52. >seems she remembered she's a pegasus
  53. >your legs are burning as you see her first flap draw her front hooves up in a jump
  54. >the next gets her nearly airborne
  55. >if you're going to do it, it has to be now
  56. "HRRRARGH!"
  57. >you let out a primal growl, throwing yourself full-body onto her, arms wrapping roughly around her body as your combined weight pulls you to the ground
  58. >you pin her easily and adjust your hold, now with your whole body over top of her as you hold her hooves under your hands
  59. >she jerks and struggles under you, but as you thought, she's too weak to even budge your grapple
  60. >the run must have tired her out, because her struggles abate quickly
  61. >instead, the pink-maned pegasus looks over her shoulder at you, teary-eyed and blushing
  62. >"Please, Mr. Human, don't eat me! I was just, I needed, I mean, I'll never come back here again if you just.."
  63. >she trails off as your hot breath pants into her face in bursts
  64. >you laugh and lean your face close to her flushed cheeks, making sure to smile wide enough to show off your canines
  65. "I'm afraid, my little morsel, that I'm far too hungry to let you go."
  66. >"Oh please! Please! Celestia save me!"
  67. >your grip around her hooves tightens and she lets out a fearful(?) moan
  68. "Hmmhm, I think for making me chase you, I'll devour you slowly..."
  69. >whatever pitiful begging she opened her mouth to do is cut short by a gasp as you bite down on her ear
  70. >not hard enough to draw blood, but plenty hard enough to send a jolt down her spine
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  72. >a jolt that makes her shift under you again, her hind end bucking up to press against your hips
  73. >"Nnn...!"
  74. "Quiet, prey!"
  75. >you hiss in her ear
  76. >you run your tongue over the points where you nipped her, then take a deep whiff of the scent of her mane
  77. >the smell of flowers is intoxicating, and you trace the odor all the way down her neck
  78. >her chin actually lifts as you do so, giving you easy access to the crook of her neck
  79. >you reward her with another nip, and while she bites her lip this time, you feel her plot grind against you
  80. >ooh, it likes this, does it?
  81. >in one fluid motion you grab her waist and lean back, flipping her over onto her back
  82. >her entire body tenses and she lays stock still
  83. >you're not even sure she's still breathing
  84. >but then you feel her shiver as if startled from a reverie, and she begins panting in "fear"
  85. >you run your hand down the length of her side and between her legs, but halt at the first touch of moisture
  86. >"Please..."
  87. >she lets out a plaintive whimper
  88. >"Don't eat m--"
  89. >you seal her lips with a rough kiss, easily overpowering her as your tongues wrestle
  90. >her breast heaves as the two of you french, her back legs yearning to wrap around you as you stradle her
  91. >you roll with her and grope savagely at her flank, occasionally letting her have a moment of control before wresting it back
  92. >but eventually she winds up right where she was always destined to be
  93. >underneath you and completely at your mercy, waiting for you to ravage her body
  94. >you smirk, unbuttoning the few buttons on your shirt not pulled apart by your prey's futile struggle
  95. >the pace is almost torturously slow as you undo your belt as well
  96. "Now."
  97. >you smirk at the prone pone
  98. "I think I'll take a re--"
  99. BOOM
  100. >your entire world rockets sideways as pain explodes from your side, radiating outwards
  101. >you land unceremoniously in the dirt nearby, sight swimming in a whirl of color and shape as you try to process what just happened
  102.  
  103. >whatever hit you lays on top of you, apparently thrown off its balance as well
  104. >for a second your whole world is limited to the panic of struggling to draw breath
  105. >fuck
  106. >your lungs bend to your will and finally suck in some air, but it leaves you sputtering
  107. >in a blind panic you thrash and kick at the thing on top of you until it lets out a yelp and you manage to cast it bodily aside
  108. >as you attempt to uncross your eyes and assert order back on the world, your hearing is the next thing to return
  109. >"Anon?! EEP! Aah!"
  110. >you see a trio of brown-and-green things circling a yellow blob of color
  111. >a stench like wet fur mixed with rotting wood invades your nose
  112. >"N-nice timberwolfies... EEK!"
  113. >the low, feral growl and sharp snap of wooden jaws catalyzes your recovery
  114. >the shock of the surprise blow evaporates under a flood of adrenaline, rage and fear pushing everything else out of your head
  115. >in a second you're on your feet
  116. >in less than that, you've closed the gap between you and the first canid thing
  117. >you return the sideswipe from its packmate in kind, driving your foot into its midsection
  118. >the thing, much lighter than you expect, tumbles off into the woods
  119. >the other two take notice of you as you put yourself between them and Fluttershy
  120. >their hackles raise as you take stock of the situation
  121. >whatever these things are, there are at least four
  122. >the one that bodyslammed you is approaching quickly
  123. >shit
  124. >they circle hungrily, the one you punted into the woods limping back as well as you back up as far as you can against a tree
  125. >"Anon! They're timberwolves!"
  126. >you can hear your mare starting to panic as she hides behind you
  127.  
  128. >fighting back control of your body from pure instinct, you take stock of the creatures
  129. >light
  130. >pack hunters
  131. >wooden
  132. >teeth and claws
  133. >your brain clicks these observations together like magnets
  134. >you need range
  135. >nothing you can find--
  136. >wait!
  137. >you reach up and grab a branch of the tree you're backed up to, pulling on it with your entire weight until it snaps
  138. >as you brandish the makeshift club, you try to pick out the biggest and meanest-looking wolf
  139. >they all look intimidating, but one seems to be lumbering more slowly and deliberately
  140. >one of the smaller creatures bolts in suddenly, headed for your pegasus, but you disuade it with a swing of your branch
  141. >no, it's just probing for weakness
  142. >you see the big one tense
  143. >here it comes
  144. >the alpha tries to feint your swing, but you let it in closer and kick at it instead
  145. >the other three start to close in, but the timberwolves' assault is cut short as you anticipate the alpha's change in direction towards Flutters and swing accordingly
  146. "Hrragh!"
  147. >a sickening crunch echoes through the Everfree Forest as the animal's head and shoulders splinter from the force of the blow
  148. >you back up again, ready to take a swing at the next assailant, when a green haze overtakes the body of the alpha
  149. >it reforms before your eyes, the beast clattering as it combines into the form of a pissed-off but hesitant canine
  150. >you glare at it, daring it to make another pass as it growls at you
  151. >if it's like wolves back home, it's probably reconsidering its prey
  152. >you can even see the demeanor change as its ears flatten back a bit
  153. "She's mine,"
  154. >you spit, arms tensing as you prepare to swing again
  155.  
  156. >the action makes the lead wolf flinch, and with that the pack is off, disappearing into the woods as quickly as they came
  157. >you let out a sigh as you see the last creature bolt off into the underbrush
  158. >with the threat finally gone, you look back over your shoulder at your marefriend
  159. "Whew... you, uh... you okay, hon?"
  160. >the timid pegasus launches herself into your arms, an inarticulate mess of fear and thankfulness
  161. >and, if the feeling of dampness on your midsection is any indication, maybe a little bit of excitement
  162. >"Oh Anon, that was s-so s-scary! I... oh!"
  163. >she buries her head in your chest as you hold her in one hand, still carrying the tree branch in the other
  164. >"Thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou...!"
  165. >you chuckle as you make your way back towards her cottage together
  166. "Heh, you know I'd never let anything happen to you."
  167. >you kiss the top of her head lightly
  168. "But maybe next time... a little closer to town? Just close enough to stay safe,"
  169. >you explain as she starts to protest
  170. "not so close that anyone can hear you scream when the 'big bad human' catches you."
  171. >she pouts slightly, but eventually does relent and gives you a nod
  172. >you look around, trying to judge the distance
  173. "Like... maybe right around here."
  174. >you smirk as the pink-maned mare looks at you quizically
  175. >eventually she cottons on though, as you drop your club and set her down
  176. "30 second head start?"
  177. >your prey blushes and nods, setting off at a trot into the woods
  178. >you watch as she leaves, tail held high to give you a peek at what you're hunting
  179. >as you count down the seconds in your head, you lick your lips hungrily

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