Authors Notes
Fair warning, this chapter gets a little steamy so...ya...hope you enjoy!
The first thing Finn noticed through his blurred vision and splitting headache was that his head was resting on something soft and smelt like a fire. He felt the cold grassy ground beneath him as he laid there, . his head rest shifted ever so slightly as a red and blonde blur peeked its way into his spinning vision, contrasting with the clear starry night sky. 'Gods', Finn mentally groaned to himself, snapping his eyes closed as the spinning sky made him suddenly nauseous 'I must've drank to much again. Damn this god forsaken hangover.' Finn felt movement from his spot, forcing his eyes open once more through the pain and spinning.
"Wha‐" Finn began to say till he felt finger tips gently rub his right cheek. Recognizition quickly flooded his mind.
The limbs were warm and soft, but the feeling this touch brought belonged to only one other. One who he grew very close to. His vision quickly fixed itself, his headache vanishing like smoke in the the wind as she continued to gently rub his cheek, her touch seeming to be the cure to what ails him, a soft humming heard from her. His eyes widen in amazement as he stared at the person looking down at him. He slowly raised his right hand towards her cheek,unsure if she'll vanish or break from his touch. When his scarred hand touched her cheek, he wasn't touching cold porcelain like before but soft flesh. Soft, warm, living flesh. The cheek grew warmer by the second to his touch, a light blush growing on her pale skin. She smiled kindly, her voice still retaining that sweet and loving tone she always used with him.
"Welcome back, Good Hunter." She said with a smile, her once dull grey doll eyes now held a greater vibrace and life to them now as they looked down at the stunned hunter. Finn slowly rose up, Doll gently helping him up till he was sitting away from her. Finn looked to his hand before slowly rotatating around till he was on his knees facing her. They were in on a grassy hill overlooking a field of white flowers, the same field that he faught Gerhman. the Hunter's workshop was passed the metal gates as it always was, or what remained of the black and burnt building with the caved in roof and fallen walls.
Doll still wore that same outfit but the edges around her brown and gold threaded shawl and the edges of her long black skirt were charred, burned by the fire that consumed the workshop but everything else she wore was untouched by the fire. Everything from her blonde, bordering white, short hair to her brown boots were charred free. Her black bonnet had a flower missing but they could always find another and her black and gold corset with that little cravet around her neck were still in perfect condition.
After his fight with that Thing, the Moon Presence, his memory seemed to come up blank when he tried to recall how the battle went but he was sure that he came out the victor. He had no idea what happened afterwards nor how he ended back in the waking world of Ooo. He liked to say he destroyed everything there but if he were honest, he was hoping that was what happened. He needed to think he found a way to stop anymore victims from going down the road countless hunters before him walked through, needed to think that he stopped the madness, the gods, the monsters from snatching any more outsiders in a game far beyond mortal understanding. He sorrowfully assumed the Doll perished like all the others, possibly burnt to embers from the fire that engulfed the workshop but low and behold, here she was more alive and possibly more human than ever before. It was too good to be true. Did he even return back home or was he sleeping after the battle, watched over by the ever faithful doll as he dreamed?
Maybe he was never really in Ooo in the first place, his mind just sending him to a happy place because his mind needed to lock away the battle and bury it with the rest of things better forgotten, give his mind time to process what he has seen and done. Maybe he was to be forever trapped here with the doll for companionship or maybe this was his chance to free her and show her the beauty of sunrise, to free just one from this unending dream. If he was trapped than at least he had her for company. There were worse people and things to be trapped with. His only regrets would be that he would no longer see his Isabela or Jake if he were trapped.
'How would the others view Doll?,, Finn thought to himself as he continued to observe her, 'Doll's changed, but by how much?'
"Finn?" Doll curiously ask, tilting her head ever so slightly as Finn kept staring at her, slowly looking her up and down before resting his eyes on her very human face.
"Doll, do you remember what a hug is?" Finn asked out of the blue, keenly watching her reaction.
The doll nodded, " yes I do," she opened her arms wide as if waiting for an embrace from the Good Hunter, "is this wha-"
Doll was quickly silenced, her arms still wide open as Finn suddenly hugged her tightly, a sudden heat rising to her cheeks as her blush returned. She felt his warmth as he tightly embraced her, Finn's strong arms wrapped tightly around her, feeling his cheek against her's. This feeling was incomparable to the other times she would hug him, incomparable to the other hunters she's touched, it was nothing Doll has felt before since her creation. "I'm glad that you survived. I'm glad you're still with me." He whispered softly, as he tighten his hold around her.
The blush on her cheeks quickly grew brighter, the foreign beating in her chest beating faster and faster. She slowly began to wrap her arms around Finn, resting her head against his before closing her eyes to enjoy this new sensation of warmth and something she couldn't describe was brought to her. She began to gently rub the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair which earned her a slight sigh of content from him. She always loved that her touch brought him peace, even when he was at his lowest. She began to hum a song she was fond of, that mystifying and ethereal song that was equal parts beautiful and haunting. She hummed for a few moments more before she felt Finn began to move in arms. With a sigh that sounded full of longing, she released her hold on her Hunter, suddenly missing the warmth of his body and the feeling of his embrace.
Finn sat back down crossed legged acrossed from her, his own face a little flustered as he gave a dashing smiled at her before looking down at her hands. He reached for her hand, his right thumb making small circles upon the pale porcelain skin and red gloves.
"Living flesh, a heart beat, a cute blushing face" Finn mumbled to himself, the last remark not lost to Doll. Doll felt heat return to her face, felt that constant throbbing in her chest that refuses to leave her be when her good hunter does these intimate gestures, an urge to hide away from him conflicted with an almost greater urge to hug him tightly till she grew tired, do things she doesn't even know but wants them none the less. She was made to love him yes, to do anything in her power to aid and comfort him, but these feelings were different. Stronger now, a desire to be closer to him.
"What happened since I've been asleep?" Finn asked as he began to survey the area once more, trying to find any clues of what happened.
"You went to meet Gerham, then the moon changed. When you returned, you were injured and your right arm covered in darkness." Finn looked at the mentioned limb, the black scarring looking like it was spreading, beginning to look like shut eye lids in his perspective. he felt it twtich once before settling, so small it could've been from the cold.
"Then all went black till I returned here off and on, waiting for something to change as I jumped between the darkness and here. Then you came back. Tell me, did you find what you were looking for where you were at?" She asked with the tinniest of smiles.
Before Finn could respond, his mind suddenly felt misty like he was beginning to float away with the wind. He quickly shaked his head, resisting the sudden pull until a sudden dull pain in his side grounded him. He moved his hand to the area of discomfort, wincing as he touched the spot.
"Finnr?" Doll's smile was replaced with a frown, worry in her eyes as she quickly shortened the distance between them, her hand resting on his shoulder, looking at where Finn placed his hand at.
A stressed female voice echoed in his mind, the sound distant, seeming to echo and bounce off the inside of his skull.
'He needs blood stat! Huntress, on three your going to attach it to his side as soon as I pull this out. Ready 1..2...'
Finn let out a sudden gasped and keeled over, grasping at his side as he felt something like a barbed spear began wiggling around his side, ripping and tearing what ever it struck. He gripped the spot tightly, focused on pushing the sudden pain away. Doll was calling his name, quickly growing frustrated that she couldn't do anything to help or ease his suffering. A sudden weakness over took Finn, a weakness only brought from blood loss, his vision starting to blur once more as he felt the spear twitch a little more.
"3!" The voice yelled.
Finn let out a roar pain as he rolled to his side, breathing through clenched teeth as he felt the barbed spear violently yanked from his side, each hooked barb shredding and tearing until it was full pulled out, only for something else to take its place that brought hellfire what could've been seconds or hours, his nails piercing through his jacket and into his side as he gripped even tighter. a gentle warmth soon washed, a dull ache from his own self-inflicted wounds as blood ran down his fingers. He was panting, His vision getting even worse, darkness closing in from all sides. He could hear Doll calling his name, almost like a sob . Another voice was heard, arguing with the the first.
'He's loosing a lot of blood, we need more!'
'There is no more!'
That sounded like Jake
'What do you mean you can't find anymore!' The voice shot back.'
'His body took all of what we had!', a different voice entered the fray.
'Give him my blood then!' Isabela ordered, the echoes bouncing around in his mind, her voice having a sharp edge.
'We don't know ho‐'
'Either use mine or find more now or by glob I'm gonna...' Isabela threatened.
"Blood? That sounds good about now." Finn spoke absentmindedly, the pain in his side slowly going numb, the whole side going numb as he pulled his glowing bloody digits out of his side, a sudden thirst overtaking him. He closed his eyes to rest after the painful ordeal and recuperate. He felt his upper body being move as he heard Doll make sounds of exertment before his head was proper up on her soft legs. 'I can get use to this if I wasn't in pain' Finn cheekily thought with a slowly growing small smile as he enjoyed the softness and firmness of her legs and skirt.
He felt something soft against his lips, trying to coax his mouth open. It smelt like Doll. He heard Doll speak, her even tone betrayed the fear and worry that she experienced just moments ago. The sudden calmness to her words would've fooled even him if this was the first time he was interacting with her. She was nervous and frightened, only brought upon when he was in great distress.
'Some things never change.' Finn thought before groggily opening his eyes once more to be greater to the sight of Doll looking down on him with her uncovered arm up against his mouth. The look in her eye broke Finn's heart, guilt beginning to form as he saw the worry in them. She was to good to him. He didn't deserve her. He didn't deserve alot of things that he indulged in when he was back home.
"You desire blood, yes?" She nudged her arm against his lips once more, "Here, drink as much as my body can give." She pleaded as she rolled up her sleeve even higher, half of her shawl falling off, exposing everything from her unblemished shoulder down to her red gloved hand, the white milky flesh almost seeming to reflect the moons light as she continued to move it onto his closed lips, attempting to entice him into opening his mouth.
'You need to stop. Its hard enough to keep control.' Finn weakliy thought, as he fought an all to familiar feeling of hunger.
Doll smelled so good, he can almost feel the blood coursing through her arm and body, the blood feeling almost like his own. Blood so strong and old like fine wine, blood that he knew would be the most delectable thing he will ever have even if he had never once partake in it. He resisted the urge to do what she wanted him to do, the idea of hurting her was repulsive to him, no matter this growing desire for a just a simple drop, just a taste. She doesn't deserve to be some sort of meal for him to take a bite out of or a snack to eat when he wanted to sink his teeth into something. Not after all she's done, not after all the comfort and love she gave to him whenever he needed, empowering him through absorbed blood and echoes from his enemies. it wasn't right!
He never treated her like a tool, never treated her like an object to do as he wished like some toy and he'll be damned if he starts now! Yet each time she gently pushed her soft and tender arm against his lips, his resistance began to slowly crumble. His mouth was opened slightly as he let out a shuddering involuntarily breath of relief as he felt another wave of soothing warmth traveling through his arm momentarily . Finn let out a long breath of relief, his sharp teeth clear to see in the moonlight as he panted from the feeling it brought before it vanishes. He was caught off guard as Doll acted.
She quickly shoved her arm onto his exposed teeth, puncturing her arm upon Finn's exposed canines, a hiss of discomfort escaping her grimacing lips as white blood began to trickle from the newly formed wound. Finn's eyes lit up as he tasted her blood, his resistance finally falling to his urges, her blood giving him a high he couldn't describe as he felt every ache and pain in his body vanish as her blood ran into onto his tongue and down his throat.
"Drink good hunter, let my blood heal you." She whispered as she ran her free hand gently and slowly through his hair before she felt his mouth gently latch onto her arm, feeling each sharp tooth as he slowly sunk them in before he gently suckled from the wound. She began humming her haunting tune once more to block out the pain and discomfort, letting Finn continue to feed as she continues to brush his hair. Despite the feeling of his teeth piercing her skin, drinking her blood, and experiencing this unpleasant sensation that was called pain, she was glad he was feeling better, no sign of pain was on his feature as he continued to drink, his eyes closed, his body no longer stiff. He was fully relaxed now. If a little pain was the cost to aide her dear hunter, than she'll gladly give what needs to be given to continue bring contentment to him. She was willing to do what was needed to bring him comfort and happiness, even if it were to cost her existence.
She felt him gently grasp her arm now, the bloody fingers leaving smears of his blood on her as his jaws slowly released themselves from the limb, connected only by thin strings of mixed white blood and saliva before he began to lick the wounds. The wounds healed quickly as his tongue glided over them, Finn taking one very slow, loving lick after another as he coasted on the sudden high and letting go of all his restraints as he climbed higher and higher up her arm as if tasting her. He heard the voices in his mind once more, unaware to the Doll's reactions from experiencing a multitude of emotional and physical sensations that she was ever capable of feeling before as she began to slightly squirm with each lick over her white unblemished skin, a slight moan escaping as her face was flushed.
'Good. Good. He's stabilized now and the wounds are showing rapid restoration and regrowth. He should be fine for now so we can let your body replenish itself'
'Thats great.' Isabela's voiced huff, sounding exhausted, ' now can you get this IV out'a me? I think Finn took more from me than i planned. Room's starting to spin.'
'I'll get Pep to grab you some lemonade and cookies, so go to other lab and relax till then. I'm going to run some more diagnostics and test to make sure that was the only threat we have to deal with. Think i can run some tests on you're blood?'
' Don't push it.' Finn heard Isabela grunted out before they're voices were gone once more.
"Good hunter," Doll spoke, a slight tremor heard in her usual calm voice, " are you all right now?"
Finn opened his eyes, tongue still on her arm as he looked up at Doll, finally taking noticing of the slightest squirm she made under him. She was breathing slightly heavier than before, clearly flustered as she bit her lower lip with her eyes half way closed and continued to squirm more as she felt his eyes looking upon her face. The grassy ground suddenly took her interest as her eyes darted along the ground. She was embarrassed.
'She likes to be licked? Let's see what else she might enjoy. For research' Finn thought, another urge quickly forming and growing larger as he look at her. Her embarrassed expression was just to much for him to hold back.
What came out of his mouth and his actions following this time he would blame on a mix of things if asked. Like how delicious and intoxicating her blood was, his more beastial side influencing him, the fact that she looked so cute and flustered made him curious what's underneath the clothing to see if she was still a doll or a real women... to satisfy his curiousity of what other changes she went through...
With his eyes slightly growing brighter, he released her arm and sat up silently, now on his his hands and knees. Doll, ever attentive to her Huntsman, noticed that he moved differently than usual as he crawled closer and closer to her. No, he stalked closer. close enough that she felt his warm breath. He placed his hands on her shoulders, his breathing sped up just a hair. He looked deeply into her eyes, his eyes full of wanting and barley restrained lustful instincts that caused a sudden pleasent shiver to run down her spine.
'What ever it takes to make him happy.' Doll thought, prepared for whatever her hunter desires. 'But what is this I'm feeling. Is this excitement?'
If he becomes happy by taking her and doing as he please, all he had to do was do it. She'll allow whatever he wants, even if wishes to drink more of her blood.
"Good Hunter?" She asked once again, her heart pounding as she felt him gently push her on her back, her bonnet falling to the side as her hair spread across the ground. She was a foot or less taller than him, so he crawled ontop of her, hands still grasping onto her shoulders. his breathing grew slightly more erratic as he continued to stare into her eyes, his heart thumping loud. He ignored the voices from earlier, deciding right now they weren't important. He had something underneath him that had his undivided attention.
The more she stared, the more that feeling of wanting grew but yet she didn't know what that want was besides aiding him however she could. She felt something leak between her legs as she continues to squirmed ever so slightly. Her heart beated faster, her own breathing picking up the pace.
He slowly closed the gap between their faces, their lips growing closer and closer till they touched. Doll felt sparks fly, her heart thumping rapidly as she froze with wide eyes at the kiss before finally giving herself to him, closing her eyes to focus on this new wonderous sensation. She wanted him to lead her through these new things that she couldn't describe but feel, especially this. She wanted more. She placed her hands on his back, rubbing in this direction and that like a massage. Her hands explored his back, feeling each and every scar through his jacket, each old wound she had a hand in stitching up. She could find a specific scar anywhere on his body within seconds from just memory alone.
Seeming to sense her desire, Finn poked her lips with his tongue, wanting entry. Doll complied, feeling his tongue slide in as she opened her mouth, deepened the kiss as his tongue wrapped and slid against her's. One hand lifted the back of her head, pushing her mouth deeper into his as he rubbed the back of her head, feeling her silky and soft hair between his fingers as their tongues melted more into each other, moans coming from both of them as they shared in the feeling of euphoria. The kiss to the lips was great for Doll, but this was even better as she began to feel her whole body growing warmer as they progressed!
All good things must end though as Finn pulled away, the two panting from the lack of air, both eyes filled with lust and love.
Finns saw the state Doll was in, the bliss and excitement on her face clear as the moon in the sky, ramping up his own urges another notch as he began to smell something coming from her lower areas. The smell made him feel aroused. He knew how excited she was.
Those little tricks Arianna taught him were finally going to come in use.
"More," he whispered before lowering his head back down, trailing kisses down her neck. He kissed and nipped her, leaving a tiny marks on her skin as he traveled down to her collar bone as soft, quiet moans escaped Doll with a blissful smile as she tried to remain still. His left hand trailed down her jawline, lingered over her breast with a soft teasing rub, and all the way down to the top of her skirt with feather softness before reaching the top of her skirt. He pinched the waist of the smooth material, feeling even softer flesh and clothing underneath as he slid his hand underneath, reaching down to her neither region as he continued to kiss her neck. Turns out she was made very anatomically correct down there if the wet and sticky substance on his fingers were anything to go by.
'For research.' Finn lied to himself once more, as he slowly laid his fingers upon the warm and sticky area and began to gently rub all around before landing on a small bump, continuing kissing and nipping along her exposed neck and her lips.
Dolls breath hitched, an unknown excitement and pleasure growing throughout her whole body, the feeling completely absolute where Finn had his fingers. The touch making her want more from him as he slowly resumed moving his fingers around. up in down the fingers went, causing more fluid to leak out as he slowly teased the area. she was panting now, more quiet moans escaping her mouth as the Finn sped up his pace. Doll started to feel light headed, the pleasure building up. She wanted more from her dear hunter. She wanted to return the favor after he was done.
He stopped suddenly, the pleasure building up in the Doll quickly dissipating from Finn's sudden casement. She cracked her eyes open, breathing laboriously from waves of pleasure. She saw why it ended, her disappointment only lasting for a few moments.
That look in Finn's eyes was rapidly growing tired and dimming, the glow subsiding as the lust in his eyes were rapidly fading. he fell on top of Doll, laying upon her as if totally spent. He was struggling to keep his eyes open as Doll wrapped her arms around him, his head resting upon her bosom as she cuddled him. His body began to feel lighter and lighter on top of her as mist was coming off his body, his body growing ethereal, shifting from solid to see through as more mist flew up to the sky.
Doll wiggled Finn upwards closer to her face, disappointed when his hand left that amazing spot between her legs as she nuzzle her nose against his head, breathing in his scent. Hopefully for not the last time.
" I'll be waiting for you, my good hunter. May you find your worth in the waking world."
With those words said, Finn's eyes lazily closed, his body going completely limp before dispersing into glowing mist that flew though Dolls arms and fingers as she watched it fade away into the night sky. She folded her hands over her heart as a loneliness and sadness spread within her as she layed on the suddenly colder ground, praying quitely that they will be quickly reunited and continue exploring her new found feelings and emotions together, with her by his side.
To be his ever faithful Doll.
Line break
Finn awoke to see a bright light shining down from the heavens and a constant rythmatic beating, his mouth dry and a dull throbing returned to his side as he laid on a cold hard surface. He squinted and blinked the blurriness around his vision as he try to set up. Key word being tried. Something was stuck to his side, the weight and feeling uncomfortable and it hurt when he tried to shift his body. That rythmatic beeping increasing its tempo when he realised he was stuck there unless he wanted to rip out whatever was in his side. He was naked all except for a pair of boxers that felt tight for some reason as well as the all to familiar feel of a couple of IV drips in his left arm and a band around his finger.
He heard footfalls coming from somewhere, his vision still to blurred and spinning to make out finer details but he could make out that he was in a hospital room or lab with the various cabinets, tools, and the smell of his blood and medicinal items thick in the beeping grew even quicker, as he tried to conjure something, anything, to his hands as the footfalls got closer. He felt the mist swirl and disperse, refusing to take form in his unfocused condition.
Whoever or whatever it is they were very close now. Finn gritted his teeth as he forced himself up, managing to prop himself on his bare elbows as he ignored the painful pulling and twisting coming from his side, keeping his right arm close and hidden behind him as his hand began morphing into a beastial form with razor sharp claws.
He's stuck, confused, and feeling a bit nausea when he sat up but he still got kick in him for a fight or three. You can rip off his arms and legs but he'll still fight till the end. If nothing else, he's stubborn.
A familiar scent filled his nose, making the beeping go back to its original even rythm, his arm morphing back to its more 'human' appearance. His vision cleared a little more, making out a opened doorway to a dimly litted hall.
Jake quickly appeared in the doorway as he slid to a stop, his worried look quickly shifting into relief as he saw Finn on the table squinting at him, proping himself up on his elbows . The boxy orange machine that PB hooked up to him seemed to still do its thing, flashing lights and running numbers as it hummed next to Finn's bedside, cycling blood and stuff his damaged body couldn't do, the part attached to his side looked liked a big orange piece of tape. A few IV drips and a heart rate monitor was hooked up as well to his left arm. Don't All ask him how the thing works, all he knew is that it's taking care of his injured brother and that's all he needed to know.
"Hey sleepy head, how you doing?" He asked, before he saw something popping up in his underware. "Have any good dreams with a special someone?" Jake chuckled nervously as he looked around the lab.
Finn raised an eye at his brother's sudden mood changes before he remembered what 'dream' he had. His pale features were quickly engulfed by an embarrassed look and blush as he remembered the feeling and taste of Doll's mouth, the taste of her sweet body, and the touch of her body during there sudden moment of passion. His fingers still felt that warm sticky substance coming from her crotch, making his face lit up even brighter as he realized just how close he and her were to passing that threshold. A sudden guilt washed over him as something came to mind, his mind racing.
There was a connection between him and Isabela, but they have yet to share something intimate like that anywhere from his slowly recovered memories. The most he ever remembered them doing was kissing on a much more tamed scale then what went on between Doll and him. She saw him at one of his many lows and didn't leave him. Was he betraying her somehow with what he done? By a crazy thought, would she allow Doll to be apart of their relationship? Would that even work? Would she hate him if she ever found out...
And What about Doll? He can say with absolute certainty that he did love her and her him. How could you not develop something with someone when they become a steady constant in your life? After all the wounds she patched, all the counsel to his grieve, her eagerness to help, all the comfort and love she could muster while stuck to the workshop? Was what she feels genuine or was she made to be that way to better serve him? What if she was only doing those things with him because he lost control, but her reactions said otherwise.
"What's going on buddy, wanna talk?" Jake asked as he jumped on the edge of the table next to Finn.
Jake's question broke him out of his own head, the beeping of the heart rate monitor the only sound in the quiet lab. Finn worked his jaw, trying to find words to express to Jake on what's on his mind before his eyes feel to the open door.
"Jake" Finn spoke quietly, " can you close that door, I want some advice about something that doesn't leave between us. Ok?
Jake agreed as he closed to door and returned to Finn's side, with a knowing smile.
"Alrighty! What can ol'Jake do to ease your lady problems!"
"How did you knows its about ladies?" Asked a slightly surprised and curious Finn.
"Gut feeling bro. Now what's on your mind? Thinking about going a little higher tier with HW?" Jake asked as he patted Finn's shoulder with a knowing smile. " Listen, if you two are going to go that far you'll need protection and-"
Finn shook his head, laying his hand of his shoulder to stop him from talking.
"Oh, well, what do you want to know?" Jake asked with a quirked eyebrow.
Finn took a breath, looking away from his brother as he mumbled something looking uncomfortable.
"What was that?" Jake asked as he stretched his ear closer.
Finns voice was barely above a whisper but Jake heard it.
"What would you do if you dearly loved two women?"
Jake just looked at his brother.
"Oh..."
Authors note
hey guys, surprised with the chapter?! First time I wrote something like this... interesting feeling when I worked on this to say the least...
Sometimes you got to wonder if you were to take the Doll's blood in the game. My idea is that you would probably go crazy and start hearing stuff or you would be so high it wouldn't be funny. Or get max insight.
And to RedDemonEye, be prepared for some Lovecraftian Cult stuff to go down. Look to the sufferers in the stomach and be consumed... lol, I don't know but sure as hell sound like a cool idea to mess with.
As always, I thank you guys for taking the time to read and any review you guys leave, it means alot, and to you readers who have been sticking with this story, I hope your enjoying the stories progression. Like always, You guys have a good one and take care.