x by Lord Lambourne

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/20842499/#q20917148

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 >"Hello? O-oh, please! Help!"
>your head snaps to the left
>the faint and wavering voice is so soft you could mistake it for birdsong
>were you not intimately familiar with the birds that nest near Everfree, that is
>but no
>that's the sound of something much more elusive
>something you've been starving for
>your lips curl up as you creep through the underbrush
>"Where was the-- eep!"
>you hear a snap that confirms your suspicions
>she's (definitely a she, by the octave) headed southwest, sun in her eyes
>you adjust your direction accordingly, trying to keep her blinded to you as long as possible
>within five minutes, you can smell a mixture of lilac and forget-me-not
>herbivore
>ooh
>this is going to be good
>it's all you can do not to break into a sprint as you peek around a tree and see your quarry
>no no, you remind yourself, be patient
>you take stock of her, limbering up for a chase
>that yellow coat is so bright and eye-catching, must be for attracting mates
>the pink mane drooping over her face, smart of her to shade her eyes, but reduces her field of vision
>slender frame, light and nimble but fragile and weak, more likely a runner than fighter
>those wings are going to cause a problem, you didn't bring anything along for hunting avians
>alright
>you let out a calming breath and settle into a tense stance
>you only have one chance at this
>have to make it count
>you start in on your sprint, building up speed rapidly as you approach
>you can probably make it a few more yards bef
SNAP
>"Eep!"
>her head shoots up as your foot lands heavily on a branch, and it lets out a crack
>you watch her pupils shrink to pinpricks as she sees you
"Shit!"
>she's too far away no no no NO NO
>she bolts away from you, hooves scrambling underneath her as she darts through the forest
>you pour on more steam, desperate not to let your prey get away 

>through some minor miracle she stays on the ground, whimpering and sniveling as she peeks behind her
>"Oh! Oh no, o-oh no, I-I-I-- AAH!"
>as you start to close the gap, she makes a sudden turn to throw you off her trail
>you slide and struggle desperately to follow her new trajectory
>the next time she turns you reach out and swing yourself around a sapling
>it doesn't cost you nearly the distance this time
>she's almost in reach when you see her wings stretch wide
>seems she remembered she's a pegasus
>your legs are burning as you see her first flap draw her front hooves up in a jump
>the next gets her nearly airborne
>if you're going to do it, it has to be now
"HRRRARGH!"
>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
>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
>she jerks and struggles under you, but as you thought, she's too weak to even budge your grapple
>the run must have tired her out, because her struggles abate quickly
>instead, the pink-maned pegasus looks over her shoulder at you, teary-eyed and blushing
>"Please, Mr. Human, don't eat me! I was just, I needed, I mean, I'll never come back here again if you just.."
>she trails off as your hot breath pants into her face in bursts
>you laugh and lean your face close to her flushed cheeks, making sure to smile wide enough to show off your canines
"I'm afraid, my little morsel, that I'm far too hungry to let you go."
>"Oh please! Please! Celestia save me!"
>your grip around her hooves tightens and she lets out a fearful(?) moan
"Hmmhm, I think for making me chase you, I'll devour you slowly..."
>whatever pitiful begging she opened her mouth to do is cut short by a gasp as you bite down on her ear
>not hard enough to draw blood, but plenty hard enough to send a jolt down her spine

>a jolt that makes her shift under you again, her hind end bucking up to press against your hips
>"Nnn...!"
"Quiet, prey!"
>you hiss in her ear
>you run your tongue over the points where you nipped her, then take a deep whiff of the scent of her mane
>the smell of flowers is intoxicating, and you trace the odor all the way down her neck
>her chin actually lifts as you do so, giving you easy access to the crook of her neck
>you reward her with another nip, and while she bites her lip this time, you feel her plot grind against you
>ooh, it likes this, does it?
>in one fluid motion you grab her waist and lean back, flipping her over onto her back
>her entire body tenses and she lays stock still
>you're not even sure she's still breathing
>but then you feel her shiver as if startled from a reverie, and she begins panting in "fear"
>you run your hand down the length of her side and between her legs, but halt at the first touch of moisture
>"Please..."
>she lets out a plaintive whimper
>"Don't eat m--"
>you seal her lips with a rough kiss, easily overpowering her as your tongues wrestle
>her breast heaves as the two of you french, her back legs yearning to wrap around you as you stradle her
>you roll with her and grope savagely at her flank, occasionally letting her have a moment of control before wresting it back
>but eventually she winds up right where she was always destined to be
>underneath you and completely at your mercy, waiting for you to ravage her body
>you smirk, unbuttoning the few buttons on your shirt not pulled apart by your prey's futile struggle
>the pace is almost torturously slow as you undo your belt as well
"Now."
>you smirk at the prone pone
"I think I'll take a re--"
BOOM
>your entire world rockets sideways as pain explodes from your side, radiating outwards
>you land unceremoniously in the dirt nearby, sight swimming in a whirl of color and shape as you try to process what just happened

>whatever hit you lays on top of you, apparently thrown off its balance as well
>for a second your whole world is limited to the panic of struggling to draw breath
>fuck
>your lungs bend to your will and finally suck in some air, but it leaves you sputtering
>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
>as you attempt to uncross your eyes and assert order back on the world, your hearing is the next thing to return
>"Anon?! EEP! Aah!"
>you see a trio of brown-and-green things circling a yellow blob of color
>a stench like wet fur mixed with rotting wood invades your nose
>"N-nice timberwolfies... EEK!"
>the low, feral growl and sharp snap of wooden jaws catalyzes your recovery
>the shock of the surprise blow evaporates under a flood of adrenaline, rage and fear pushing everything else out of your head
>in a second you're on your feet
>in less than that, you've closed the gap between you and the first canid thing
>you return the sideswipe from its packmate in kind, driving your foot into its midsection
>the thing, much lighter than you expect, tumbles off into the woods
>the other two take notice of you as you put yourself between them and Fluttershy
>their hackles raise as you take stock of the situation
>whatever these things are, there are at least four
>the one that bodyslammed you is approaching quickly
>shit
>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
>"Anon! They're timberwolves!"
>you can hear your mare starting to panic as she hides behind you

>fighting back control of your body from pure instinct, you take stock of the creatures
>light
>pack hunters
>wooden
>teeth and claws
>your brain clicks these observations together like magnets
>you need range
>nothing you can find--
>wait!
>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
>as you brandish the makeshift club, you try to pick out the biggest and meanest-looking wolf
>they all look intimidating, but one seems to be lumbering more slowly and deliberately
>one of the smaller creatures bolts in suddenly, headed for your pegasus, but you disuade it with a swing of your branch
>no, it's just probing for weakness
>you see the big one tense
>here it comes
>the alpha tries to feint your swing, but you let it in closer and kick at it instead
>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
"Hrragh!"
>a sickening crunch echoes through the Everfree Forest as the animal's head and shoulders splinter from the force of the blow
>you back up again, ready to take a swing at the next assailant, when a green haze overtakes the body of the alpha
>it reforms before your eyes, the beast clattering as it combines into the form of a pissed-off but hesitant canine
>you glare at it, daring it to make another pass as it growls at you
>if it's like wolves back home, it's probably reconsidering its prey
>you can even see the demeanor change as its ears flatten back a bit
"She's mine,"
>you spit, arms tensing as you prepare to swing again

>the action makes the lead wolf flinch, and with that the pack is off, disappearing into the woods as quickly as they came
>you let out a sigh as you see the last creature bolt off into the underbrush
>with the threat finally gone, you look back over your shoulder at your marefriend
"Whew... you, uh... you okay, hon?"
>the timid pegasus launches herself into your arms, an inarticulate mess of fear and thankfulness
>and, if the feeling of dampness on your midsection is any indication, maybe a little bit of excitement
>"Oh Anon, that was s-so s-scary! I... oh!"
>she buries her head in your chest as you hold her in one hand, still carrying the tree branch in the other
>"Thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou...!"
>you chuckle as you make your way back towards her cottage together
"Heh, you know I'd never let anything happen to you."
>you kiss the top of her head lightly
"But maybe next time... a little closer to town? Just close enough to stay safe,"
>you explain as she starts to protest
"not so close that anyone can hear you scream when the 'big bad human' catches you."
>she pouts slightly, but eventually does relent and gives you a nod
>you look around, trying to judge the distance
"Like... maybe right around here."
>you smirk as the pink-maned mare looks at you quizically
>eventually she cottons on though, as you drop your club and set her down
"30 second head start?"
>your prey blushes and nods, setting off at a trot into the woods
>you watch as she leaves, tail held high to give you a peek at what you're hunting
>as you count down the seconds in your head, you lick your lips hungrily