#and I TOO am fearful for our little lamb 🥴

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Nothing just teasing preacher!rhett b then he chases you through the woods 🥰

ptolemaea. | august underground.

preacher!rhett abbott x reader.

￫ description: you’re looking to take control one evening and tell your preacher to close his eyes and count to ten.

￫ word count: 1.5K.

￫ c/w: heavy and dark religious themes, thigh riding, cnc, kissing, swearing, mentions of knives, choking, corruption and innocence kink, daddy kink and preacher!rhett abbott.

￫ a/n: you know the drill, i’d highly suggest listening to ‘august underground’ by ethel cain as you read! this is part of ‘ptolemaea. | the verses.’ my main masterlist can be read here! 💌

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Rhett’s truck dimmed in life as he parked you both up, back at the Motel. You had been out to the diner across town for something to eat. It was for dinner, although it was currently nearing ten o’clock at night. You turned to Rhett and flashed him a coy smile as you got out of the truck. You purposefully swayed your hips as you walked up to your Motel door. Rhett waited a few steps behind as you leant against the door. You crooked your index finger and beckoned for Rhett to follow in your footsteps.

You were enjoying your journey out West. You saw sights you had never dreamed about seeing, you shared some of your deepest and most private thoughts with your Preacher and indulged in some of your darkest fantasies, but it grew very much the same, day in and day out. You would park up at a Motel, stay for some nights, get food, visit the local towns and move on. The instinct inside of you craved something new, something else. Something that would put that zing! of thrill back into your veins. You hadn’t experienced such a feeling since you were caught by your parents with your Preacher’s cock resting heavy on your tongue.

Rhett had now placed one hand firmly above your head on the Motel door. He was partly caging you in, like a feral animal. He had to be cautious with you outside in public, where anyone could see you. That, with the combined factor that you had been teasing him all night at the diner and you were now baring your teeth to him. Your index finger and thumb pinched on Rhett’s chin lightly and your tongue darted out, wetting your bottom lip. He wanted to pinch that tongue of yours himself. His eyes didn’t move an inch and they were pierced directly on you, eagerly awaiting your next move. He bore into the back of your skull and took in the sight of you whole. It caused a hot flush to wash over your body and your cheeks couldn’t hold back from turning a dusty pink colour. The thick musk of Rhett was radiating off him. It was a mixture of sweat and day old clothes. It made your cunt thrum between your thighs.

“Will y’ let your little lamb have some fun tonight?” Your tone was sweet and innocent. You batted your eyelashes at him in an attempt to convince him, but he didn’t need convincing. Rhett’s cock twitched in his jeans at the sudden switch in your demeanor. How you became more confident and started to toy with him. He growled a “yes” in response, and you smirked. You moved your lips millimeters away from his to speak. “Close your eyes, count to ten. Then, come find me, Daddy.” Rhett fleeting closed his eyes to follow your instructions and to reach down to kiss you—

Where the fuck, had you gone?

Rhett’s head quirked to the left as he heard your footsteps trail off around the side of the Motel. He chuckled sinisterly. He knew exactly where you were heading.

“Run then, little lamb. You can't hide from me forever.” Rhett muttered quietly to himself. He closed his eyes and counted to ten, as per your instructions.

Your feet were carrying you as fast as they could into the woods behind the Motel. Left foot, right foot, thumping rhythmically on the ground beneath you. You knew you only had ten seconds to get ahead, but you also knew Rhett had long legs and fast strides. They were quick enough to catch up with you in twenty seconds, if you weren’t careful. You ran deeper into the rows of trees. The tendons of muscles in your calves were building up a warmth already. Your feet were crunching on twigs and leaves beneath you with each step and you knew you had to be careful not to trip and seriously hurt yourself. The light from the Motel and highway was fading quick as you made your way deeper inside the woods.

Just as you had predicted, around twenty seconds in, you heard the faint following of rhythmic footsteps behind you. There weren’t heavy enough to tell you Rhett was close, but a far away whistled tune could be heard. What was that tune? You knew it, you knew it so well it was on the tip of your tongue. “Something… Something in the sky?” You thought to yourself momentarily before you were dragged out of your thoughts and re-directed to Rhett’s voice now catching up to you and the heavy pacing steps of his boots.

“Fuck, they’re faster than I thought. Like a fuckin’ bunny.” Rhett thought. He paused in his pacing for a moment and instinctively reached down to the small hunting knife that was tied to his ankle under his boot. This was fun and Rhett’s cock was straining through his jeans at the thought of pinning you down to the forest floor and fucking you, but he knew he had to be careful. You were a run away and if someone came across you, he would need to act quick and leave no trace of you. The thought was becoming increasingly frustrating for him and he needed to find you, sharpish. He’d had enough of your games. It was time for the wolf to catch his prey.

“Suffering is nigh, little lamb!” Rhett called out through the dense tree line. “Draw to me! Don’t run from your Preacher, don’t run from God.”

You could hear his voice closing in on you now, and you knew you had to pick up the pace as he was getting closer. You flicked your head behind to see if you could catch a glimpse of him, but to no avail. The darkness was velvet and gave no inclination to where he was. When you turned your head back, your face came into contact with a low hanging branch. Instinctively, you held out your arms to block the blow, but the sudden motion caused you to stumble on your feet and fall forward onto your stomach. You couldn’t hold back the shriek as you fell.

Rhett’s ears perked up at the sound of your defeated cry and the branches breaking collectively underneath you.

You were close.

Your arms were outstretched in front of one another and scrambling desperately at the ground to try and pull yourself up. Damp leaves fisted up into your palms, with your nails digging into the mud. The sharp twigs below dug into your bare forearms and you cursed out loud at the dull pain it brought you. A flurry of adrenaline drove through your body as you heard Rhett’s heavy booted foot steps mere meters away and crunching on leaves.

“There y’ are!” Rhett purred out with condescension lacing his tone thickly. You let out a squeal and your body jolted as he grabbed ahold of your ankles and drew you back along the forest floor towards him under his towering figure. You squirmed under his tight grasp, but you were unable to fight your Preacher as he turned your body around on the ground to face him.

Although it was now completely dark in the depth of the forest, your eyes had adjusted with the low glow of light pollution up above you both. Rhett’s face was a freighting shadow, but you could make out the menacing creases in his face. How his eyebrows were knitted tightly together and the corner of his lips quirked upwards. For a split second, there was a look you had never seen on your Preacher before. It flashed across his face and shone deep in his eyes. He was smiling down at you, but with a sinister and sick smile. The Devil himself. You caught a glimpse of his small hunting knife in his hand. It reflected off the low light before he threw it to the ground. It caused your stomach to heave and something, twitch between your thighs.

The face of your Preacher that you knew came back and he knelt down onto the leaves to position you. One of his large hands were wrapped neatly around both of your wrists and pinning you harshly to the ground. His other hand was wrapped tightly around your throat. It kept you perfectly in place for Rhett to end your little game. His knee came to be wedged in between your thighs and applied a delicious friction on your clit through the thin material of your underwear. You didn’t come to notice how much this little game had aroused you until now.

Still, you protested and writhed under his tight grasp. Rhett pushed his knee forward and applied a deeper pressure to your clit with his thick muscle. A pitiful and pathetic whine escaped your lips and Rhett only barked laughter in your face and pushed harder. “Did you enjoy this lil’ game, sweet lamb? Teasin’ me like that, makin’ me chase you? My cunt is givin’ you away so easily,” Rhett mocked with amusement heavy in his tone. You were unable to hold back how desperate you were, and your body went limp against the forest floor. You gave in. You submitted mercy to your Preacher to do anything to you that he wanted.

“Good girl for gettin’ us all the way out here. No one can hear your precious ‘nd pretty little screams now.”

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