#leaving buck utterly alone with the weight of it because they don't know Buck and Eddie and what they are to one another

[cagedcroww]

Alright, first ask. F!Eden and M!PC, getting milked dry by this woman twice the size and strength of him.

You had been foraging in the woods all day. Bailey's 'rent day' was coming up and you still barely had enough to cover for yourself, let alone pay off Robin's debt that you've taken on. In your state of focus, you don't even notice how the leaves at your feet seem a little too perfectly placed, nor the rope that hangs from the sturdy branches of the tree above you. At least, you don't notice until you feel something wrap around your ankle. You don't have any time to react before you're pulled up into the air by your leg, hanging pathetically from the tree like the prey this trap was doubtlessly meant to trap. Your leg hurts and your head swims as you sway there, utterly helpless. Sirris mentioned something like this in class before; about how a human can only survive so long hanging upside down before their body gives up on them. You gulp, already feeling the blood drain from your legs. Hopefully, someone will find you and cut you down. Hopefully helping is all that they'll do.

Your hopes swell as a tall figure walks into the clearing. She's a woman you've never seen before because surely you would've remembered if you had. After all, you don't think you'd ever seen a woman that well-muscled and strong before. It looks like she could snap you in half with ease. She glances over you with a disinterested gaze for a moment, ambling over to where you were caught as though this were a common occurrence for her. You shiver when you feel her scarred fingertips ghost over the skin of your ankle as she unties the knot that holds you to the tree. When the knot loosens, you brace yourself for the head-first fall into the ground. As the air rushes out from your body and gravity takes you, you instead land into a pair of strong, warm arms. The woman is looking down at you, same appraising gaze in her eyes. The woman is holding you, and she is not letting go. Your relief turns into sharp fear. You know you can't possibly fight her off. You doubt you can even outrun her. Though free from the trap, you are utterly at this strange woman's mercy. Suddenly, you feel the solid weight of her hold fall out beneath you. The ground meets your back and the wind leaves your lungs in a rush, but despite the pain, you feel glad knowing that this woman has decided to not bother with you. That joy is short-lived. Before you can even scramble up from the ground, the woman straddles you, pinning you to the forest floor with her solid weight. The friction stirs arousal and you begin to feel yourself harden. The huntress notices, and for once, you see a smile pull at the edges of her lips. She shifts her hips again, and you bite back a groan at the feeling. With the same precise speed as her untying of the trap, the huntress pulls down your pants and exposes your cock. The chilly air stings against the furious warmth of your arousal, but you're too terrified to feel anything but the rapid pounding of your heart. Wasting no time with her own undressing, she pulls down her pants until they bunch around her knees, revealing her wet slit to your eager body and terrified mind. With no hesitation, the huntress rears up and sinks down onto your hard shaft, a soft noise escaping her lips as she takes you to the hilt. Her eyes are closed now, her head craned up as though you aren't even there; as though you're just an object to be used for her pleasure. When she begins to rock her hips, riding your length with the strength of her rippling muscles, you aren't sure if you begin to moan or sob. Pleasure and terror rip through your brain in alternating waves, but you still buck your hips up into her as though your efforts could match her own. She feels warm and tight around you, strong even in her carnality. Her mouth is moving, you think she's saying something to you, but all you can hear is the rushing in your ears. Warmth builds in your core as tears well in your eyes. Are you crying from fear or pleasure? Your body moves without your mind. You watch the huntress bite down on her own orgasm. Her back arches as she clenches her jaw, stifling her moan. The tightening spasms of her warmth drive you over the edge too. With a weak thrust of your hips, you feel yourself climax, spurting load after load of seed until you're certain you've run dry. It's the warmth of a rough hand on your face that snaps you out of your daze. The huntress looks down at you, once again fully dressed, with a satisfied smile on her face. For the first time, you hear her speak, and her words make your blood run cold. "You're so cute. I think I'll bring you home with me." You don't think she even notices your struggles as she slings you over her shoulder and begins her walk home.

#dol #degrees of lewdity #eden the hunter #eden the lonely #fem!eden #male!pc #tw noncon. #tw dubcon. #request #crow writing