The Thrill of the Hunt

Fenris turned to watch the hidden path disappear from sight as his feet left the trail and touched the platform, his heart heavy. He was, admittedly, rather smitten with the Viera named Fran. He hoped he would see her in the Wood again some day. He had just begun climbing the steps leading up from the platform when he saw the hidden path materialize again.

He was both surprised and overjoyed to see Fran emerging, his heart racing when he caught the scent of fear from her as she ran. He leapt down to the platform in front of her, pushing her behind him as his nail became claws and his face twisted into a savage snarl, even his fangs grew longer as he watched for the enemy he was sure had been pursuing Fran. After several seconds without any sight or sound to indicate she had been followed, Fenris returned to normal and turned to her.

"What happened?" He asked, worry clear in his voice.

"I have chosen to once more leave Eruyt behind. I would rather run free with you than continue to live among a people who are so blinded by old fears," she said somewhat sadly.

She let out a quick gasp as Fenris suddenly wrapped his arms around her, pulling her body into his and pinning her there. Tall as she was, she was surprised to discover that he was a full head taller, his chin resting atop her head in the space between her ears. She felt flustered as she felt the firmness of his body and inhaled his scent. She could feel him smiling into her hair as her heart hammered against her chest.

"I will allow no harm to come to you, Lady Fran. You have my word," he whispered into her ear in a low voice, his warm breath tickling her and making her face flush.

Fran felt the sudden urge to melt into him, to embrace him with every part of herself, but she knew that Mjrn would be watching with them still standing before the entrance to Eruyt. She had half a mind to indulge herself, but the distant roar of a Diresaur drew her from her heated thoughts. She looked up to see Fenris' nostrils flaring and his pupils widening within their red irises. His breathing became heavier as she felt his heart hammering in his chest.

"We should be gone from here," she said in a whisper so low that he would not have heard it were he a Hume.

She let out a cry of surprise as he picked her up as he had when he rescued her from the Wyrm, the trees suddenly becoming a blur of green and brown as he sped through the wood. His ears twitched as the Diresaur roared again, closer this time.

"Shall we hunt?" She asked him, causing him to dig his heels into the ground and slide to a stop. The look he gave her was equal parts surprise and joy.

"As you wish, Lady Fran," he said with a savage grin, taking off in the direction of the Diresaur's roars.

He set her down gently as they neared the source of the commotion. Fran was surprised to see not one, not two, but three Diresaurs. They seemed to be fighting each other, though several Ceourl and Malboro carcasses littered the platform under their feet. She had never observed such behavior from these large beasts before, having always seen them moving and acting alone.

"They are fighting for territory," he explained to her, having seen the look of surprise on her face.

"Too bad their point is moot. This is my territory," he added, his eyes glowing momentarily as he spoke.

"Might I join you in this Hunt?" She asked him with mock innocence, earning a feral grin that made her heart flutter.

"Hold nothing back, Lady Fran. When Diresaurs fight for territory they are far more ferocious," he warned her.

"Why should I worry when you are here?" She asked him playfully. She was uncertain of where her bold manner came from, though she was certain that it had to do with the heat he made her feel.

The three massive Diresaurs turned their attention to the newcomers as Fran began gathering Mist about her. As the first one charged with a mighty roar, Fran launched her Feral Strike against it. She dazed the beast with the first strike, pulverizing it to the ground as she continued her onslaught. Fenris stood beside her quietly, marveling at the power she unleashed. Fran did not stop after felling the first of the Diresaurs, immediately launching her Whip Kick against the second one to foolishly charge them.

Fenris could not help but stare as she maneuvered in the air, entranced as he was by the movements of her body. He felt heat in his cheeks as she landed in a crouch, her armor riding up in a way that left very little to the imagination. He did not know if he could wait for her to fell the last of the Diresaurs before them to take her as his own, he knew that she wanted it just as badly as he.

He was snapped from his thoughts as the world grew dark while Fran summoned to orbs of condensed ice magicks to her hands, launching both at the last of their prey. He watched in amazement as the massive beast was trapped within even larger pillars of ice. Fran lifted her hand to her face and gently blew the last of the magicks she had summoned at the beast.

"Break!" She yelled as she closed her fist, shattering the pillars of ice along with their prisoner.

Fran felt flushed as she finished her barrage of Mist attacks, feeling more excited than she had since her old team disbanded. She turned to her new partner with a feral grin of her own, surprised to see his face flushed as he eyed her openly. She laughed as she performed a small twirl, allowing him to hungrily drink in the sight of her from all angles. She let out a gasp as she completed the maneuver and found his face just inches from hers.

To hell with it! She thought to herself as she leaned in and kissed him, moaning in pleasure as he wrapped his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. They were both breathing heavily when they seperated several moments later, staring into each other's eyes with a hunger that threatened to consume all reason.

She slowly brought her hand to the shoulder straps of her armor, unbinding the metal plates and letting them fall to the ground. She suddenly felt somewhat embarrassed at being completely undressed before him, though the feeling left as he tore away the simple Ceourl pelt kilt and vest he wore. It was her turn to stare hungrily at him, and she loved every moment. She reached up and traced her long nails from the base of his throat down to his waist, making him close his eyes and give a low growl of pleasure deep in his throat. There was a feral light in his eyes as he opened them to look at her.

So quickly that she did not see him move, Fenris had pinned her body against the thick trunk of a tree beside the platform with his own. She moaned and bit her lip as she felt him pressing against her most intimate places. She needed to satisfy this hunger she suddenly felt so overcome by. She pulled him into another deep kiss, gently coaxing him into her body as his tongue danced against hers. They both gave voice to their pleasure as he easily slid completwly into her eagerly waiting body.

She was surprised that he was being gentle with her, as she had half expected to be embedded in the tree's bark by now. She looked at him in confusion, the look in her eyes giving him pause.

"Have I hurt you?" He asked, suddenly concerned. She shook her head slowly.

"Just as you told me to hold nothing back in our Hunt, I would ask that you hold nothing back in this," she said as she wrapped her long legs around his waist, gyrating her hips.

He said nothing as he complied, burying himself within her with such force that the bark beneath her cracked loudly. She cried out in ecstacy, whispering into his ear and begging him not to stop. They gave vent to their feral passions, their cries of pleasure and the sounds of their activities echoing through the Wood. The sounds would surely reach Eruyt if they continued, but neither cared as they shared in each other's bodies. After what simultaneously seemed an eternity and an instant, Fran felt his tempo increase as he continued to sheathe himself in her flesh with such force that she was now leaving an imprint in the smooth wood of the tree. She gasped as she felt his warmth fill every crevice within her, her body unable to hold back the torrent that he released as it overflowed to the forest floor far below.

She collapsed in his embrace, utterly spent. She could feel him shaking slightly as he continued to move around within her, carrying her away on a wave of pure bliss. Fenris gently pulled her from the dent they had left in the tree and laying down on his back on the platform, never leaving the warmth of her body. They stayed that way a while, slowly drifting into a contented slumber.