Falling for the Beast
"LMFranklin20"
Disclaimer: Left 4 Dead does not belong to me and I do not make any money off of this non-canon fiction.
Summary: Dr. Angelica Pavlov is put on the worst possible job she could get: training and socializing a feral Alpha male Hunter. When he shows an unnerving interest in her, Angelica finds herself falling for the beast.
Rating: M+ due to blood, gore, violence, language, and intensely detailed adult situations (In other words, its Infected/Survivor SEX. Don't read it if you don't like it!)
Chapter Seven: Falling
Holding her noticably chewed up but recovered clipboard under one arm, Angelica opens the door to the catwalk above the pit and clears her throat slightly. "Well," she remarks, "Yeserday was eventful. I suppose today we're back to testing though!" She grabs the now-familiar chair, pulling it up to the edge of the catwalk, searching for the Hunter below. He's hiding behind a crate but she can see the top of his blonde head. He peeks over the crate, just his eyes and the top of his head showing and she can't help laughing lightly at him, shaking her head. She shakes her head before the food hatch in the wall opens.
A medium-sized brown rabbit hopes out, twitching its nose and looking from side-to-side warily. Angelica frowns some as she looks over, tilting her head, "What are they…?" The Hunter has his gaze fixed on the new prey before Angelica even noticed it. He rolls his shoulders, his good eye wide and he hunches down further behind the crate. He licks his lips, waiting for the opportune moment quietly. The rabbit tenses, as though sensing something and turns back towards the now closed hatch door. Angelica hesitates but then pulls her pen out, ready to take notes. The Hunter looks like he's anticipating the prey and he rocks back on his hands, kicking out and shoving the crate at the rabbit. The animal is startled and flees to the other side of the pit. Angelica watches for a moment, humming almost silently, taking down notes, "Hunter uses his surroundings to terrify prey."
The Hunter is quick, springing after the fast rabbit. He growls softly and leaps over the rabbit, scurrying to turn around and face it. The rabbit squeals in fright, making a dime turn to try to evade the pursuing predator. Angelica frowns slightly but continues watching. Its reminding her a bit too much of a Hunter going after a Survivor. The big male scrambles though, seeming to revel in playing with the rabbit. He growls as he swipes at it, nearly taking out its hind legs but missing. He swats and flings the rabbit into the air, shrieking and pouncing on it mid-air.
He drops it though and bats at it again. The now injured rabbit awkwardly hops towards perceived shelter behind a crate, attempting to hide. By now, Angelica has stopped taking notes, just observing him with distaste and a trace of fear on her features. The Hunter growls, rolling his shoulders and stalking after the rabbit. He leaps onto the crate, his eye glowing faintly in the shadow of his hood as he stares down at the rabbit. He hesitates suddenly, growling at a strange nagging in the back of his head. Those big frightened eyes…startled him. He swung a hand down, snapping the rabbit's neck with a fierce gnash of his teeth.
Angelica jumps slightly as though shocked out of a daze at the clear distinct "snap". She had been drawn in by his fluid chase, like a bug to light and she hugs herself slightly. He picks up the rabbit, carrying it towards his Hunterhouse and does a few turns in front of the entrance of it before laying down. He leaves the rabbit between his hands, prodding at it to see if its really dead before laying his head down on it. Angelica frowns slightly in thought, tilting her head, "That's odd." He didn't just…eat it, as she had been expecting.
The Hunter presses his face into the soft fur, giving a little sound. Angelica can't help smiling lightly, leaning in a bit, "You like that huh?" Its good to see him back to his normal energetic self. She's still bruised and healing but feels pretty ok herself. He looks up when she speaks and then springs up, as though caught doing something bad, using his hand to brush the soft prey back into the little house, acting as though he wasn't just cuddling it. He snorts some, strutting around the pit and she smirks, tapping her pen against her mouth, "Have to act all manly,huh?" She shrugs lightly when he gives a short bark, looking suspicious.
Even dead, it strikes her as funny that the big tough Hunter had been rubbing up to a bunny rabbit. She folds her arms as he grins ferally and then gives a low croon. "Uh-uh. I'm staying up here after last time, thank you." He frowns for a moment before renewing his efforts, stretching and slowly walking up to the wall she's perched on, stretching up against it with a purr. He croons louder at her and she can't help the slow grin that crawls over her face as she turns away. He huffs, giving up for the moment and strolls around the pit. He's bored.
Bored off of his rocker! He starts to run and then randomly leap off walls and screeching loudly just for the hell of it. She covers her ears for a moment, wrinkling her nose, "Ouch." She sighs, shifting to lay down on the catwalk, hanging her head over the pit. Maybe its just because she's been there awhile now but she's starting to get quite comfortable with him. "You know, I hear if we get you behaving well enough, they'll give you a little bit of time in the courtyard," she muses. He looks up at her as he lands on a crate, nearly knocking it off-balance.
She thinks for a moment and then smiles lightly, "I think…That something…Is back." She pulls out her laser pointer and flicks it on, aiming it to just below the crate that the Hunter is perched on. His gaze instantly drops to it and his eye widens as he drops down on top of it, growling lowly. The dot is obviously evil. EVIL dot! He swats at it with a growl and starts to chase after it while Angelica laughs and runs it partway up a wall. "Hopefully we can convince them after not too long," she continues her thought from before out loud, "From the looks of it, the exercise wouldn't hurt you."
Of course, they've got to stop the accidents too. The other thing that they've told her is that he'll be put down if another accident occurs. He tries to scramble up the wall and ends up flipping off of it. He turns and runs full-force at the opposite wall, leaping as high as he can and bouncing against it, letting out a shriek as he hits the wall next to it and leaps higher. Angelica forgets to move the dot as she blinks, "That was…clever." He grunts, sliding back down the smooth wall and plops down on his butt. He looks at the walls, an almost calculating look on his face. She lowers the dot so that he can get it easier and he jumps off the crate, clawing with a wild abandon in an attempt to capture it. She moves the dot across the floor in figure eights for a bit, not too quickly. She just wants to help him get some energy out.
He growls as he chases the dot before he gets dizzy. He groans, holding his head and shaking himself out before laying down on the floor, panting. "Alright, that's enough of that. Tired yourself out, did you?" Angelica smiles as she flicks the laser pointer off. He turns to look at her, his tongue hanging out slightly as he pants. His color is flushed some, a bit less grey but he quickly goes back to normal and rolls over onto his back, one arm draping over his stomach. He purrs softly and croons at her again, that same demanding look on his face. Her cheeks turn a bit pink but she shakes her head, "Nice try." She gulps some, briefly recalling him in the bathing room, his head tilted back and eyes closed as water droplets made their way down his jaw.
He licks his maw and his eyes hood slightly, a devious look sliding over his features as he draws a claw down his stomach, crooning again. Angelica's jaw drops a little, her expression stunned, "What the-You really are trying to seduce me, aren't you?! Oh, this is just…" She shakes her head, at a loss for words and her face no burning. He only grins, rolling back over and spreading out on his stomach, snorting with masculine pride. She sighs, scowling and turns away, trying to give off the impression that she is not amused, though it hardly works.
He's purring loud enough for her to hear him, sliding her a knowing look from under his hood as he nibbles at his sleeve. She huffs at him, sitting up and scowling, "Oh, will you just-Quit that!" He purrs even louder, staring up at her and then stands up, climbing onto a crate and on top of his slightly taller Hunterhouse. He perches on it with a rumble as he watches her. A low keening howl comes from him and she shakes her head without any real irritation, "What is it now?" He turns his gaze up at her, a big dirty yellow eye and the slightly faded one as he seems to pout, whimpering softly. He rolls his shoulders, eyeing the wall doubtfully. She frowns slightly, feeling a big bad for him.
But she's not going down there.
Even if she did, her superiors would probably, once again, question her sanity. "I'm sorry," she awkwardly apologizes, "But I'm tired of you tearing me up." He only gives another sound, relaxing back from the leap he was about to make and then glancing around the walls. He finally narrows his eyes with a soft growl and Angelica tilts her head slightly, searching around the pit for whatever he's looking at. He leaps off of his crate and then crawls to the wall just underneath her, bracing his feet against it and lowering himself as though he's about to charge. He takes a running leap at the wall opposite her and bouncing off of it and back onto the wall underneath him. To her shock, he gets about ¾ of the way up the wall, digging his claws in fiercely but sliding back down with a growl. Angelica jumps in shock, giving a small yelp and then her brows shooting up, "No, no! Don't do that!"
They hadn't thought of that when they'd rebuilt the gym to contain Hunters! He'd never shown signs of wall-leaping! He grunts as he looks up at her, a determined expression sliding over his features. He moves with determination, repeating the sequence and only making small marks in the wall with each of his leaps. After his first few attempts, Angelica feels assured that he isn't quite making the leap and she sits back, admiring his determination. She pulls her clipboard into her lap and scribbles on it, nodding at him, "Very good."
She wouldn't have thought the Hunter to be at that level of problem solving. She doesn't notice that he's getting higher and higher with each of his leaps as she takes her notes. She yelps in surprise when his claws catche the edge of the catwalk and he latches on with determination. "Oh!" Angelica cries out, hurrying toward him on instinct. If he falls from that height, even HE might get hurt! "D-don't fall off of there!" He's grunting as he pulls himself up and he gets an elbow over, growling lowly and scrambling at the smooth wall.
She grabs his hoodie and pulls as best she can and together, they finally manage to get him up. He pants, crouching and shaking slightly from the effort. He leans back and looks around from his new vantage point. This is quite the little spot she's got up here! "You shouldn't be up here!" Angelica hisses quietly, her tone too surprised to be scolding. She backs away from him, wondering how she should deal with this. His attention snaps to her when she speaks and he grins widely as crawls towards her on all-four's. He pauses, sniffing at her and then rubbing up against her leg. He nibbles lightly at her pants leg, not wanting to harm her, but just familiarize himself with her. He tilts his face up at her with a calculating but pleased expression, one eye still scarred from the self-mutilation.
Angelica holds her hands, not quite pushing him away but wary nonetheless. "Oh, you'd better not try to have your way with me again," she nearly whispers. He peers at her innocently, cocking his head slightly and sniffling at her. His arm belts loosely around her waist and he nibbles at the ends of her red hair. "Alright, alright," she says, pushing at his chest, "You can-you can stay up here. Just don't…do that." She brushes her ponytail back with her hands and he huffs slightly and pulls her closer, pressing his face into her neck. He finally got her.
Angelica flushes slightly, muffling a slight giggle at the tickling along her neck, "O-oh." He rubs against her neck and shoulder, nudging her coat collar to the side and purring. His hand works at her waist, drawing her closer and he laps at the bare skin he can find, watching her studiously. She sighs under her breath involuntarily, then blinks in surprise, quickly grabbing the Hunter's arm and trying to move it to her shoulders, "Um…ok. Hello." She offers it weakly, smiling a little unsuredly as she shifts slightly. He's…He's certainly taller than a measly 5'10". Now that she gets a good look at him, he could easily be 6 foot or possibly 6'1".
The Hunter rumbles down at her, hugging her shoulders now but this is just as good. He plays with her ponytail for a moment, tugging slightly and she can't help smiling lightly, "What is your deal with my hair?" He grumbles softly and relaxes, dragging her down as he sits down and shifting her between his legs. He drops his hand to her shoulder blades, rubbing between them gently as he looks down at her. She's an interesting little female and he purrs some, his mouth twisting into an awkward smile. She blinks at him and can't help smiling back, giving him a little pat on the back, "There now, look at that. You actually have a nice smile." He purrs softly, surprised she's allowing him to hold her like this.
She pats his head, "There, see? You really are a good boy." He imitates her, patting her head but his hand slides down her back and then back up. She puts a hand on her hip, "Oh what? Are you copying me now?" He shifts some, flexing slightly as he snuffles near her hairline and nibbles at her temple before leaning back, grinning at her. She brushes at where his mouth had been then sighs slightly, relaxing in his grip, "You really are a good boy."
He purrs and makes a soft chittering sound and her brows raise at that. She's never heard that vocalization before. He examines her and then makes her tilt her head back and laps up her cheek. She sputters and pushes him back, raising a brow, "Hey!" He croons at her again and stretches some, releasing her before ducking his head and licking at her jaw slightly. She dances back, laughing slightly, "No, quite that. Your mouth isn't exactly clean!" She shifts her bag and clipboard back some, out of his reach as while he leans towards her again. He wraps his arms back around her, hugging her to himself and she flushes slightly before hugging him back, "There. Just don't you try anything funny again."
She shifts in his lap and then turns slightly, working through her bag, "Well, you're not really supposed to be up here, but I've got to admire the problem solving. Hang on…" She retrieves one of the wrapped pepperoni sticks, peeling away the plastic, "Ah-ha. Here." She smiles sweetly at him while his eyes go wide and swallows the stick nearly whole, his mouth almost engulfing her hand. He pulls back, chewing happily on the meat. He shifts around her, snuffling at her bag and looking for more.
"Hey!" Angelica shakes her now drool-covered hand and then tries to pull her bag away, "Don't play with that!"
A new game? He growls softly, trying to pull the bag back towards himself. She frowns with distress when she hears the slight sound of one of the straps starting to rip, "Come on! I need this!" He shakes his head and looks up at her with a bright eye before getting a better grip with his teeth and he yanks hard, stumbling when it rips. Several more of the wrapped pepperoni sticks, some paper, a spare pen, and one of those boxes of picture cards spill out of the ripped bag, scattering across the catwalk. Angelica flings her hands up in exasperation, "Fine! You win!" He lets out a joyful screech, pouncing on the fleeing objects and scattering a few more of them. He bats some of the paper over the edge of the catwalk and looks down at them before finding…what?! A stick! He bites into it but it tastes very…different. He growls and tries to get at the meat, ripping at the plastic in his attempts and sticking his tongue out with distaste.
"That is my pen," Angelica chuckles, unwrapping a pepperoni stick for him, "I think this is what you're looking for." He snorts slightly and drops her pen and opens his mouth. He waits patiently, eyeing the stick in her hand. Angelica tosses it lightly, hoping to distract the Hunter long enough to gather her things. She begins gathering up the contents of the bag as quickly as she can, placing them in a neat stack on the chair. He chases after the stick, catching it just before it falls into the pit. He teeters on the edge for a moment before pulling himself back. He sniffles some as he finishes off the stick, smacking his lips.
Angelica finishes gathering what remains of the paper that hasn't fallen into the pit and sighs in relief. At least this time they weren't chewed on. He crawls back to her and sits in front of her, cocking his head slightly. After a moment, he pushes her back, knocking her onto her ass and she scowls at him, letting out an outraged, "HEY!" before he crawls over her, sniffing and nibbling in places here and there. "No tasting!" she tries to push him back, her face flushing slightly but very wary of those teeth after all the accidents. He's now hovering over her, a hand drifting to her hip as he sighs against her neck.
She tenses, moving his hand off of her hip and to her waist. "No touching there," she mutters softly. He grunts, sliding his hand back and lapping at her jaw, locking his gaze with her's. She's reminded of their first encounter, the fury in his eyes when he'd locked gazes with her through the window. Now his gaze is just calm, surprisingly so as he studies her features.
She's taken in by him for a moment as a flush crawls up her features and she moves his hand away, "I said NO." He huffs some, his gaze darkening as he lays closer to her, his chest pressing to her's. He knows how to charm females and he leans up, grazing her ear with his teeth. He rumbles lowly, pressing against her in an attempt to show off how big he is. She yelps in surprise, trying to wriggle away and pushing him off, "NO!" She scolds him as she stands, "You do that again and I make you go back down there!" He scowls at her, narrowing his eyes before huffing. His shoulders come up as his head droops and he turns his head to her, whining softly.
She glances at him and sighs with exasperation, "Alright, look, I'm sorry." He seems to ignore her, his shoulders rising higher, somewhere around his ears. "Giving me the cold shoulder now?" She sits down in her chair, moving her things to the side. He only huffs at her, glaring around the catwalk. He finally lays down, one arm hanging over the side of the catwalk as he glares at the opposite wall. It does not feel good to be rejected. Angelica sighs, wiping her pen on her leg. It really shouldn't bother her as much as it is that he's sulking but it does kind of pull at her. "Oh," she says softly to herself after a moment of thought. She opens up the box of picture cards, or what remains of them and shuffling through them to make sure they're alright, "Might as well try this now."
He glances over his shoulder but then stubbornly turns to stare at the other wall. Now that he's up here, he's not getting down until he has to. She stands up, tapping one foot, "Are you going to keep ignoring me?" He shifts, effectively turning his butt towards her. She chuckles slightly, "Alright then. More for me, I guess." She takes one of the two remaining meat snacks and opens it up, taking a bite. "Mmm," she gives an exaggerated sigh of pleasure, closing her eyes to feign intense pleasure. He stiffens, turning slightly to watch her out of the corner of his eye. He gulps and gives a soft sound before stubbornly looking away.
"You know, this. Is really. Good," she smirks as she takes another bite. The Hunter bites at his bottom lip, trying to ignore her. But now he can smell the meat treat and he fidgest slightly, growling slightly. She chuckles again, holding out the pepperoni stick, "Are you suuure you don't want any?" He whines and then whips around quickly, snapping up the meat stick and turning his back to her just as quickly. "Damn," Angelica grumbles, sighing and leaning against the wall. He grunts as he chomps down on the meat, swallowing it in easy gulps. He turns and sniffs at her curiously, pressing his face against her hand and snuffling at her. He's learning the difference between her and food though and he chews at her softly, like a puppy testing his limits before snuffling at her lap.
Angelica finds herself smiling again, patting the top of his head, "Well, you're not ignoring me anymore so I suppose that's an improvement." He rumbles at her, shoving his face against her lap and nipping at her thigh. "Uh-uh. No sir. That is OFF-LIMITS," she yells in surprise, waving her hands. He growls at her apparent excitement, standing and slowly grabbing the back of her chair, to either side of her shoulders. He searches her face, as though looking for the reason that she keeps telling him no. He's a strong male, powerful and capable. Angelica drops the box of cards into her lap, her eyes going wide and she swallows thickly, unintentionally betraying her fright.
Is that why? She's frightened of him? Well, she had reason to be. He sinks back down, drawing his hands across her thighs and frowning with a grumble at his confused thoughts. Angelica lets out a sigh of relief, bending over to gather up the cards. He watches her with boredom and confusion chasing one another through his head. And worst of all, he's starting to get horny around her. He lays down on his stomach again, stretching out on the catwalk as he watches her. His confusion is evident on his face as he shifts slightly.
She sits back in her chair and then lets out a sigh, patting her leg, "Alright. Come here…" She's a bit breathy about it as he turns to look up at her, as though suspicious. She smiles softly, putting her clipboard in her lap, "This is like a…game, alright? Kind of like a game. I'm just going to show you some pictures and you don't have to do anything. I'm just going to write down how you react." She's aware that she's pretty much talking to herself and isn't quite sure why she even bothers. Regardless, she pulls out one of the cards, featuring a photographic image of a young couple in front of a house.
He sniffs curiously but otherwise doesn't react. He looks at the picture and then back at her as if to say, "What am I supposed to do?" Angelica sighs. Maybe this isn't going to work out so well after all. She rifles through them some before pulling out a picture card depicting a doctor and a patient in her office. She chuckles lightly, smiling, "Look, its like us." He snorts slightly, looking at the two with indifference before laying his head on her knee, rolling his eye up to her. She shakes her head some, "One more."
She comes across one of a married couple and flushes, "Let's just skip that one." He watches her dully, rubbing his chin against her knee before sighing with exaggeration, bored. She sighs in exasperation again, "Fine." She's now in a noticeably sourer mood and he grinds his teeth at her. She looks at him, raising a brow, "What are you so upset about?" He leans up, his hands folding over her knees as he ducks towards her, giving her a little lick across the lips, tasting the meat stick she'd eaten before. Her eyes go wide and she screams, literally leaning back far enough to tip the chair over. She falls to the floor with a crash, "What the hell?!"
He jerks back in surprise, the scream startling him badly enough that his heel catching on the edge of the catwalk and he lets out a yelp as he tips over the guardrail. "Oh hell!" Regardless of what's happened, she springs to the edge of the catwalk, trying to catch him but he's already gone. He falls into a crate with a crash and she looks over the edge, she covers her mouth in horror. He groans loudly, laying in the debris and trying to catch his breath. He lets out a soft whine, rolling out of the debris and stumbling to all-four limbs. He looks back up at her with a low growl, almost offended by her. Why did she do that?!
She lets out a relieved sigh, shaking her head as she frowns, "I'm sorry! You scared me, alright?!" She wipes at her mouth with a sigh, frowning there. She can still feel his saliva on her mouth and it tingles. Its not clean though and she sits back, glaring down at him as he glares back up at her.
"You're so gross…"
A/N: Whatever Angelcakes, we all know you loved that sloppy Hunter kiss. Poor guy is SO CONFUSED though XD He doesn't know what to do!
But darlings, don't worry. It gets better! More sexiness impending!
LOVE ME *ROLLS IN DA LOVES*
Bitches, R&R preeeeeeeease!