Now let the darkness set us free.

And that’s when you feel it, pressed just below, angled dangerously close between your legs, her length stands, hot and pressed against her inside of her jeans. You can’t see it, but you feel it, large and so hot against you that it’s almost boiling, or maybe, the one who’s boiling is you. 

For a split second, something flashes in her eyes, and you can see the hesitation in them, right before she acts on her impulses, and bites your neck. The suddenness is what takes you off guard, but instead of pain, you almost feel pleasure as she sinks her teeth deeper and deeper into you. It’s hot and messy, and you swear you can feel something trickle down your skin, but you don’t care. No, you lean into it, letting her do whatever she wants, whatever she desires. 

The way you oh so generously let her have her way with you sends shockwaves of pleasure from her brain and heart straight to her cock, feeding something dark in her. Without any subtlety or charm, Shauna grinds down on you, her length pressing down in all the right spots. She’s like an animal: panting and snarling, using you just for her own pleasure. You are amazed that she hasn’t stripped you naked and drove her dick into you yet. “You act always so… so fucking righteous” she says as her tip prods dangerously close to your wetness. “Always. You never partake in any hunt, you never attack anyone, you never… eat the meat I prepare for you” something drops on your nape, and you’re not sure if it’s sweat or spit. “Always so pious, like the saints. Always so… precious” she staggers, her eyes glazed and unfocused, her heartbeat so fast she can feel it burst out of her chest. She angles her hips  downwards, so that her dick perfectly dips in between your legs, the clothed tip coming out of the other side. “Fuck! Fucking perfect” you wonder if she’s talking about you or your body. You moan when you feel her pressed all the way up your legs. She gets closer to you, so close you can feel her hot breath on your neck, and you’re not sure why, but you just know she’s grinning from ear to ear. She reaches for your pants, her fingers pulling them down. “You dirty fucking th-” just as you are about to have your world shaken, Mari runs into the field, so fast that you don’t have time to react before she sweeps the stake from out of your hands. “Fucking bitch!” and Shauna leaves, running after the person she’s grown to hate, leaving you hot and bothered on the forest floor. That evening, you sat around the table right next to Mari, waiting for your prize to be served. You hope to God that she hasn’t seen too much or understood, but something in the way she shifts next to you suggests otherwise. She’s bothered and you can see a faint redness in her cheeks. “ So… you and Shauna huh?” well, so much for hoping. “Not really. I mean, she’s hot, but she’s also an ass” you say truthfully, remembering all the times she picked on you. “Plus, you kinda interrupted us” you add, making Mari let out a low embarrassed chuckle . “I know, I am sorry, but I really wanted to win!”, you can’t blame her for that. After all, who wouldn’t want to run towards the end goal and wave their victory in Shauna Shipman’s face? There’s an awkward silence following, only broken by other’s chitchat. “Do you like it?” she asks. You feel shame creeping up your cheeks, body hot and stomach churning. That’s how you realize it: you do like it. You like it a lot. It takes courage for you to admit it out loud, to admit the fact that you like when Shauna Shipman degrades you. A sigh leaves you before you speak up, voice almost whispering it out into the air, “I mean, yes, I do. It’s fucking hot really”. Mari’s silent; then, she blinks a few times, and something pops in her head. You watch horrified as a smile creeps up on her lips, “I have an idea then”. “What? Mari, no!” she shushes you by placing her finger on your lips, trying to look as hot as she possibly can. She gets closer to you, making sure that Shauna sees. Mari revels in seeing that asshole’s mouth twitch; her eyes wide, still managing to look terrifyingly black in the dark, sending a shiver down her spine. She's so gonna regret this. “Come on, take it as me making up for my mistakes!” her lips inch towards your ears. “I’m gonna help you get laid”.

“What was that little stunt with Mari you just pulled? Are you trying to make me jealous? Is that it?”. Yes. In fact, you were, and you succeeded. Shauna fell into it like a rabbit in a hunter’s trap, and you revel in it. And so you can’t help it when a smile graces your lips, one that sends Shauna into an angry, hot frenzy. In a second she has taken you by your jaw and kisses you, all teeth and rage and tongue and blood. It trickles from your bottom lip down your jaw, and when she gets sight of it, Shauna dives down to lick it, almost hungry for it. The iron tastes odd on her tongue, but she can’t seem to get enough: she follows it right to the source, taking your broken lip with her teeth and pulling so that you whimper. 

Hearing you does something to her, and before long, she can feel herself twitching in her white festival vest. She pulls away, looking at you with hunger in her stomach, and slowly peels the layers off of her body. 

“This is what you wanted right?” she asks you breathless, a red hue coloring her cheeks. “You wanted me like this, hot and bothered. You wanted me angry” she doesn’t bother with taking off the vest, settling for propping it up with her hands until her bottom half is revealed, naked, with a pressing tent forming in her panties. “You wanted this, so move” you don’t let her tell you twice, and immediatley drop to your knees. As much as Shauna tries to hide it, she’s just ecstatic and her length twitches as you get closer to it. When you press your lips on it, she moans boldly and loudly, as if she wants everyone outside to know what you are doing. “I’ll fucking kill you if you don’t move” her voice is dangerously loud and clear, as it is when she threatens others; while you know that she won’t actually do anything to you, you don’t want to fuck around and find out. So you peel her panties off, letting her length spring out of them. It’s the closest you’ve ever seen it, all red and hot. You kiss her tip and for a moment it seems she forgets how to breathe: she throws her head back and her chest stops rising, but you can see how strongly her heart beats. She releases her highest moan yet and for a second you think she has come, but she looks back at you and the angles of her mouth twitch up in a smirk. “That’s what you want though, isn’t it? To let them hear. Let them hear how…hng fuck. How I good I am fucking you”. You’d want to argue that at the very least, they’re hearing how good you are sucking her off, but you won’t go down that route. 

“You are so fucking disgusting” you hear her sigh, her face getting softer by the minute, even if her words are harsh. “So filthy. So-” she cuts herself off when you decide to suck on the tip harder, her legs quavering so much she’s not sure she’ll be able to stand much longer. 

Shauna feels her crotch starting to burn when you decide to focus on her tip, and she stops you by intertwining her fingers in your hair, and tugging upwards. “Stop, stop” she says breathless and red in the face. There’s a split second in which she looks at you as if you are something to love, but it quickly goes by, and her cold, ruthless mask slips on once again. “Get on the ground” you don’t let her tell you twice and immediately do as she told you, feeling the pelt under your body. She starts to strip off of her clothes fully, and before long, there she stands in all her naked glory, and you can admire how her skin has gotten darker over the months spent in the sun. Her impatience can only wait so far, and in a flash of a second, she’s on top of you, tugging at your white vest to come off you. It does, after struggling with the fabric’s tightness a lot, but when you are finally in front of her, Shauna looks mesmerized, as if she’s lost in the way your skin looks in the candlelight. She dives in, attacking your neck with kisses and bites. Her breath is heavy above you and you can almost hear her heartbeat.

She’s hot and cool and oh so hot. “Fucking perfect” she repeats out loud in a mantra, sucking your skin in-between her teeth until it comes back out sore. She’s possessive in the way she treats you, scratching at every possible bit of skin she can, screaming at the world. “You’re mine” you almost can’t see her face in the darkness, only lit dimly, but there is a sort of dark hunger in the way she looks at you. “Say it, say you are mine” you fail to do so, too focused on the way she looks and makes you feel, which just angers her more. “Say it!” she takes you by the hair, pushing you close enough that you can feel her, every part of her. “Say it” somehow, the cold anger that seeped out of her now scares you more than the hot, uncontrolled one. “I am yours Shauna, all yours…” she’s silent, but your answer seems to satisfy her enough, so much so that when she lets go of you, she’s careful and controlled. You’re left confused by her sudden kindness, when you feel something touching between your legs and realize that it’s Shauna’s middle finger, probing and exploring all of you. She spits on her fingers and stops at the centre of your opening, lightly prodding until you’re wet enough to slip her finger in, just the tip of it, touching and tickling your insides. Suddenly, it feels like the tent is far too hot, like a sauna, and a hot blinding pleasure fills your body and darkens the edges of your vision. You moan, far too loudly, and shake as she continues to finger you. She’s so gentle with it too, making you wanna take her by the hair and scream ‘Just fuck me’. But instead, you revel in the electric pleasure that fills you each time she touches that little spot that has you seeing stars. 

She’s relentless with it, touching and pressing, panting and smiling and you feel oh so close to that wonderful release you have been craving since this afternoon. But you know she won’t be so generous with you. “No no no, we can’t have that now” she says, and retracts her finger at the last second, just as you were about to come. “You can’t always get what you want. What about me?” she asks, a cruel smile on her lips as she looks at you. She moves now, her torso naked and barely lit, but you can see her hand reaching down between her own legs and touching herself, fast but careful enough to wetten every inch that she reserved for you.

Shauna moves so that she’s pressed right up against you, and slowly but surely, she enters you, parting her way inside. It’s a tight stretch at first, and her grit feels impossible to take, but you do so, so diligently, and until she’s nestled deep inside of you. It feels too much, she feels too much, alien inside of you, but as time goes on, you can feel something in you craving for her movements, for her to just fuck you already. She’s gentle with you, so different from her usual self, kind and patient, and you almost see the old her in front of you, the one whose hair was so much shorter. “Y-you can go now” you say, and she begins to move, in and out, in and out, at an agonizingly slow pace. A trickle of sweat falls down Shauna’s brow, her body starting to react to the pleasure around her. “Fuck…fuck” she feels as if her heart might burst from how strongly it’s beating, but she doesn’t pay it any mind, keeps on moving in and out of you, feeling you everywhere: in her space, in the air, on her length, in her veins. It’s your moans and sighs that drive her insane, that prompt her to just take you by the hips and drive herself into you. And she really, really wants to, but a little voice in her head tells her to not do that, to wait for you to ask her. So when you look at her, pleading, begging her to “Please fuck me”, she looses it, and suddenly you feel her all over you, panting and cursing and desperately driving her cock into you. Despite how she’d prefer not to, Shauna can’t hide the effect that you’re having on her, and her eyes roll back slightly as you squeeze and pull her in. “Fuck… you really, really wanted this uh? It’s like you were just waiting for this to happen…” her breath hitches when you squeeze her harder and she feels as if you’re literally sucking her soul off of her. You, on the other hand, feel like your head is in the clouds, your chest unnaturally tight. She fucks you fast and hard and you feel that sweet sweet pleasure take you by surprise and building up. You can’t help but scream when you come, your body twitching with each shot of pleasure that travels down your veins. Shauna is ecstatic and watches as you spasm around her, mouth hanging open and eyelids heavy. 

Her grunts become strangled moans and sighs and her hips sink back into you again and again, and finally it hits you, she’s about to come and you just need to hear her voice out how much she fucking likes you-. She takes you by the lips and kisses you like she has yearned for it for months, her tongue pushing past and pressed against your own. Her grip on your waist tightens and her knuckles turn white, and she’s so close she can practically taste it. It only takes one thrust for her to break, and when she pulls out she cums, almost screaming as she does so.