Huntress Commission for anon

You hear a faint lullaby as you stop suddenly, throwing your back into a tree, covering your mouth. She's on the prowl, and she's closing in. She has a scent for your fear, and you've been leaving quite a trail, it seems. Her hum grows ever near and you lower yourself to the ground. Your heart pounds and you can't breathe. Your chest tightens and the lullaby is right in front of you. You're frozen with fear, your mind is screaming but you cannot move.

The Huntress stops and tilts her head at you, like a curious wild animal. She grabs your collar and drags you away from the tree, forcing you to lay on your back. You are paralyzed with fear, not moving even an inch as she looks down on you. Her face is hidden behind the mask, but you can feel her eyes piercing your skin. She suddenly drops her axe and it pierces the dirt next to your head. A small whimper escapes your throat and she lets out a soft growl.

She kneels down next to you, her face inches away from yours. She runs her hand down your leg, watching your body jerk with each stroke. You get a sense on desire from her, but desire for what? She leans into you and inhales your scent, her nose tickling your ear. Her hands move up to your pants and she pulls them down, revealing your twitching dick. She looks at it, then you, and growls again. You let out a moan as her hands wrap around your cock, and you can't help but buck your hips. She grunts and pins your legs down, her head moving closer and closer to your dick, now jumping in excitement.

She takes your length into her mouth, and you can feel her teeth pressing against your skin. She swirls her tongue around your head, then bobs her head, taking more of you in her mouth. She is relentless, and you feel your release building. You try to hold off, not wanting to disappoint her, but it is no use.

Your body is shaking as your climax approaches. The Huntress growls and her grip tightens, making it impossible for you to hold back. You feel her lips curl into a smile as you cry out and cum into her mouth. She continues to bob her head, swallowing every last drop. When you're finally spent, she pulls back and licks her lips. She isn't done with you. She mounts herself on top of you and rips open the front of your shirt, revealing your chest. She lowers her head and begins to lick and nip at your flesh, making you writhe in pleasure.

You can feel the heat coming off of her body, and your hands roam up to her breasts. She allows it and leans in close. You can smell her breath, her desire, her need. Your hand snakes its way into her hair, and you pull her face closer to yours. You kiss her, and she kisses you back. It's sloppy, and she's all teeth. She's not gentle, and you love it.

Your hands find her hips and you squeeze, but she grabs you chin, reminding you she's in control. She grinds herself back and forth slowly, dragging her pussy across your cock. She's so wet, and her juices are dripping down onto your lap. She lifts herself up, and you watch in awe as she slides down your length. She's so tight, and her walls are squeezing your dick, pulling you deeper and deeper into her.

You grab her hips and start thrusting up into her. She moans and growls, grabbing a fist full of your hair and pulling hard. You moan in pain, and she loves it. She begins to bounce up and down on your dick, and you can feel her muscles contracting around you. Her pace is frantic, and she's growling and moaning, completely lost in her pleasure.

Her rhythm changes, and you know she's close. You pick up the pace, pounding her with all your strength. Her body is writhing, and she's biting her lip, trying to hold back her screams. She throws her head back, and you can feel her walls pulsing. Her whole body is shaking, and her juices are dripping down your legs. She falls forward, panting and shaking. You feel her body relaxing, and she lets out a contented sigh.

She sits back, and your dick slides out of her. You can't believe what just happened, and neither can she. Your head is still spinning, and she's breathing heavily. She stands up, wobbling a little. You look at her, and she looks at you. She leans in, and her lips are against yours. She's gentle this time, and you can feel her smile. And with that, she turns and disappears into the fog.