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Living anywhere was dangerous. Natural disasters, man or demon-made catastrophes, or something bigger and stronger than you comes along and decides you would make the perfect meal. A good enough meal that they are more than willing to chase, hunt down, and devour you whole.

TW! If you don't like feeling like prey, then this is not the story for you! Almost the entirety of it is written as if you're being hunted by a random demon and not *spoiler* your already well-known and consenting lover, as it's intended to be. So if you don't like predator/prey role-play, maybe skip this one, yeah? There's also a bit of blood-play towards the end! So if blood consumption grosses you out, maybe skip this as well.

To live at all is to live in danger.

Whether you're the smallest single cell in the human world or the demon king himself in the netherworld, as long as you were alive, there was always a danger of dying to a predator.

For some, this led to a life of anxiety that they could never fully enjoy. Others, whether subconsciously or not, ignore this fact, pretending that they were safe always in these modern worlds. And others still, like you, thrive on this knowledge. Especially in this situation.

As you ran through the forest, vines curling at you, thorns and branches scraping, you felt a sense of thrill. You could hear the near-silent whooshing of large wings above and behind you. Circling and searing with well-trained eyes. A true predator's gaze.

Beneath such a thick canopy, you held an advantage. Even strong demonic eyesight was tempered by the large amount of foliage and flowers that blocked you from their sight. In the human world, you probably would have been able to lose them completely quite easily. After all, the plants there weren't alive in the same way the ones here were. Here, despite not having eyes, the trees and other plants couldn't help but lean after you, attracted by the sweet smell of your sweat. And inadvertently giving away your general position.

Had this been a regular earth predator, they wouldn't have been able to cut through such a dense canopy either, their wings far too large and precious to risk. But even without magic, demonic claws sliced through easily, giving a hole big enough to dive through and glide across the understory layer, expertly tucking and spreading wings when needed. You weren't running from an inexperienced child after all, but rather a full-grown hunter.

The second you heard the crashing of the broken branches, you changed directions. They would be expecting the straight line of a panicked creature, but you had been to this forest plenty of times and knew of a burrow not too far off. If you packed enough speed and kept changing course at just the right time, there was every chance you could throw them off just long enough to hide.

You heard the tell-tale sign of the wind being forcefully changed and turned again right at the last second. You felt the breeze rush by as claws swiped right where your head had been before a large crash followed by muttered curses. A grin swept across your face as you kept on your new path. They had most likely flown too close to the ground to get that swipe in and would need a few seconds before they could be on your trail again.

Precious seconds that you would not waste.

There! Just ahead, you could see thick bramble woven together and beneath it, hidden to the naked eye of those who didn't know, was the burrow you had been targeting. It had originally been a gorgon snake's nesting burrow before it got chased off by something else. Or that's what you had assumed, judging by the broken eggshells and shed skin of all sizes that you had found when you first discovered it. Now it was yours, your perfect little home away from home.

It hadn't been easy to convince Sullivan and Opera to let you have it. While not far from the mansion, it was still in the wild wilderness with all sorts of demonic beasts and plants who would love nothing more than to gobble you up. You had compromised, a whole slew of protection and barrier runes and spells had been slathered all over it, and you weren't allowed to go near it till you either grew stronger or had a companion with you. Sullivan had even been going to dump his pheromone perfume all over it to deter things away until you had stood your ground. It was your spot, and you wanted it to smell like you.

And smell like you, it did. While the area smelled like stereotypical forest scents to your weak human nose, both your family and your lover could confirm that the entire area, not just the burrow, smelled of you. This would hopefully throw your chaser off.

'Had you hidden here, or there, or had you perhaps continued on?' would hopefully be their thoughts.

You slid underneath the bramble, careful to not nick your skin on the thick thorns, and fell down the entrance hole. Logically, you knew to get far away from the entrance and continue toward the path that led to the back emergency door, which opened up right before the Sullivan property line. Just in case they did follow you in, it wouldn't be game over. Instead, you laid on your back and did your best to control your breathing. You didn't want to hyperventilate now, that wouldn't be fun. No, the fun part came next.

One of two things would happen. Either you win, they lose your trail, and you get to gloat to everyone about your skills, earning a warm bath and a massage from your lover, or they win and find you down here. Flat on your back before them, glistening in sweat as your chest heaved quietly. A rather compromising position, if you said so yourself.

You heard the beating of the wings as they landed close to your burrow. You clamped your hand over your mouth to silence your breath and then froze. Using every ounce of your human instinct, you lay perfectly still. Not a peep or even a wheeze from your battered lungs makes an appearance to play. You listened carefully as the footsteps lightly glided among the grass towards your hidey-hole. They paused by what you knew was where the bramble started, and your brain raced.

Had you not been quick enough and been seen? Were you not being quiet enough, could they hear your pounding heartbeat? Or had you left a mark when you came barrelling in, like players sliding to home base? Any of these things could have given you away, and you would have no one to blame but yourself. Or, as the footsteps moved on and their wings started beating again, perhaps they had simply smelt you in the area and not hearing anything decided you had moved on.

Your hopes for this were quickly dashed when you heard the wings get louder before disappearing entirely, and a body barrelled through the tunnel and landed right above you, barely missing but still caging your soft body. Landing so harshly, you just knew their hands and knee prints were moulded into the soft ground beneath you, and yet you couldn't seem to care as a fanged mouth pressed just as harshly against yours. Stealing what little breath you had away, before pulling away again.

"So close, little rabbit. I'll admit, you almost fooled me. But you made one tiny mistake." To emphasize this, they lowered their head and trailed said nose down your throat, following your life-giving arteries easily before swiping their tongue right back up them. You heard them lick their lips before swallowing down the sweat they had managed to gather. A deep appreciative grumble rose from their chest, and you couldn't help but close your eyes and flush at the sound.

You knew from others that humans were supposed to be a delicacy, but to be honest you always thought it was an exaggeration. A story made up by a demon that ended up gaining traction through the centuries. You suppose you had been quickly proven wrong by being in this particular demon's presence.

A fang lightly nips at your ear, bringing your focus back to what was happening. As your eyes opened once more and focused on the domineering being above you, you couldn't stop the pulses running through your body even if you wanted to. The moment they had found your hiding spot, the game had been won, and not by you.

As one of your arms was lifted to their mouth, you caught sight of the blood trailing from tiny cuts. Likely from the low-hanging branches while you had been running, judging from the scratches positions. That was probably how they found you, you realized. Even if the thorns of the brambles had been avoided, your already bled blood had still been rubbed into the ground right outside and likely running down the tunnel you had slid into. While not much, it had been enough to give away your position.

Technically, you could still fight back. A well-aimed kick would certainly distract them. Instead, you lay there and accepted that escape was not a thing that would be happening anytime soon. As their tongue lazily lapped up the blood and dirt from your wounds, you felt their other hand slowly graze your side as sharp claws left little cuts through your shirt behind them. A moan left your throat before you could stop it when one claw trailed directly over your nipple.

You felt them give the slightest pause when the noise left your mouth before they continued on their cleaning spree. Making sure not even the smallest drop of blood escaped them. Their hand runs back up over your breast before circling around your areola, keeping a careful distance from your nipple even as your back arches into the touch. Whines leave your mouth, hoping they will move just that little bit closer. Instead, they pressed you down again, your back flush with the ground.

"Stay down, love, and let me gobble you up how you deserve it."

You may have lost the game, but as their eyes stared down at you with the heat of promises, you already knew you would be reaping the rewards anyway.

I tried to write this so that you could picture any of your favourite demons as the chaser. Do you want Opera? It's Opera. Do you want Momonoki-sensei? It's Momonoki-sensei. Do you want Sullivan? It's Sullivan. Not sure how well it came across though ^^;

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