there are mostly civilians in the camp
people and kids that wouldnt be able to defend themselves well
so V gets put there with a handful people to keep an eye out for them
and
the camp gets in trouble with some other grp that take their supplies away before they can pick them up
so these people seem to have their base close to that camp and V being V wants to investigate
and see if these guys are just talking big or if they really can take the camp out like they say if the camp doesnt pay to get THEIR OWN STUFF back
sneaking her way to those people its not only clear that these guys are full of shit- but they also have beef with each other in their own little gangster grp
she witnesses how they basically ruin themselves drinking, fighting and taking their compadres out
so problem solved itself u may think as V suprise hits the last guy standing who is just happy he has a lot of shit to live off of
so while she checks how much of the supplies these greasy guys had their hands on already she gets surprised by a RANDOM LOL patrol of aliens (what kawa u drunk go home)
seems those guys had their stuff a little too close to a checkpoint and the noise they made when they killed each other resulted in alien troops coming to check what the shit is going on
So far, V’s day is a rollercoaster of ups and downs
she gets wounded on her leg but manages to take out 2 out of 3 aliens
hunter shows up and oh boi does she like him but also she does not trust him bc the last time he just dissappeared after she helped him and he helped her and now she thinks that he might just go ahead and kill her
rollercoaster down so to speak
he shoots the last alien saying something along the lines of ‘this one I am taking care of myself~’ meaning her, obv
and she thinks its her last seconds
lol
so while she scrambles backwards and he casually walks towards her ANOTHER PERSON SHOWS UP
so in case u cant already tell from my rambling: ASSASSIN shows up- turns out hunter has ignored the elders call and she came to check up on her annoying brother lol
he reacts quickly, making sure she doesnt notice V
V IS HELLA CONFUSED BUT WHY NOT
while they 'talk things out’ (rather get onto each others throat pretty much immediately) she takes her leave
slowly and bleeding bc of that darn wound on her leg
she tries to stop the bleeding and cover her tracks
not trusting her own ability and fearing that she might get followed anyways once her absence at the scene is noticed she avoids going straight to the camp
doing all the indiana jones things she even wades thru a friggin river
….that rollercoaster keeps spiraling down eh?
tired, scared, bleeding and now also soaking wet and without her jacket bc thats what she used to get rid of the blood that might drip from her leg, pants,shoes whatevs
and the supplies still are theoretically lost
meh
so she ends up exhausted somewhere in the woods
like
at this point V doesnt even care?
she’s gonna do something
…right after she rested her eyes for a minute mind u
u.u
bad idea
no amount of wading thru water and trying not to bleed everywhere helped and who shows up with the most satisfied shit eating grin under the sun?
aye u might have guessed it
hunter wastes no time telling her all the things she did wrong while funnily enough he also without explanation or anything he just inspects her wound and does some funny psi stuff
this rollercoaster is confusing
V is angry, she is pissed at herself and him of course- scolding her and gloating abt how she messed up
but she is also confused af
werent they done with helping?
shoudltn he be just
…skinning her alive or some shit since thats what they say he did to some people
or maybe roast her
on a kebab stick
but there he is
numbing the pain in her leg somehow and deciding that she needs to get somewhere else
if she had more energy she might have tried to resist
but as things are nothing stops him when he picks her up (not elegantly in the least i might mention) and starts off to who knows where
so however much time passes V has no idea but it feels like not more than 5 minutes have gone by….then again…who knows…she might have fallen unconscious somewhere along the way
she gets plopped down
and its soft
wherever this is
it looks better than anything she knows
she is so dumbfounded by her surroundings she doesnt even talk back at first when he tells her to get out of the wet clothes
she’s in the middle of stripping down all the while still oggling the room with the sleek surfaces and the outrageously comfy looking bed…how dare they…whoever owns this place should get beaten with a stick
so before her undies fall she snaps out of her thoughts and wants to yell at him
Buuuut he is nowhere to be sen
seen*
ok so
off with the undies
V wraps herself in a blanket and (WHY IS IT SO SOFT HOW DARE THEY)
V is still taking in the room
wrapped in that blanket, her clothes sprawled over a now-not-pristine-white-anymore chair
this room looks pretty
but empty
like someone had planned to live here
its pretty and empty and although the matress she sits on is insultingly cozy and the blanket a dream come true….its still cold and V has to make a concious effort to stop her teeth from chattering
where the fuck did 'he’ go tho
for a moment V imagines complete strangers entering the room to see a freezing V sitting on their bed and wrapped in their blanket
thats funny
almost
the whole situation is ridiculous
V is ready to walk back to that chair and wring herself into those wet clothes again
leaving this place and probably dying of hypothermia outside sounds just as bad as sitting here and waiting for kingdom come
this is way too similar to the last time she was stranded with this guy
speaking of which
maybe he already left
with her bare feet she slowly tip taps thru the room, checking windows and closets and making her way to the only door in sight
the second her fingers make contact with the handle the door opens
'gotcha. nessing with the doors again.’
messing*
(lol jk)
no lights for now he says
but the place will warm up eventually
theres electricity
he somewhat inores her °_° face and walks past her
and she cringes when she realizes he goes straight to her stuff
V almost trips over herself to make sure he cant get a hold of anything
what are you doing
making sure these will dry- or would you rather have them stay wet
I dont mind you like this
[insert rude smile here]
so the clothes get taken care of
its still cold
V is still confused by his charitable behaviour
wtf is he thinking
wtf is SHE thinking
she completely forgot abt the whole 'he is gonna kill me’ story
so, with newly found waryness she starts asking questions
why help me
why follow me
why not kill me
whose place is this
we gotta remember
last time they met was
when she helped him
and he taunted her
and she bluntly spat out that she doesnt know why she does it but whats so wrong with that- maybe she just cant help it- maybe its not her fault she likes this guy
so
he pulls up a chair in front of her, sits down on it, his arms on the back of it
whats so wrong with that
i cant help it- its your fault
nothing else
he grins
he is fucking crazy
and V isnt so sure but it almost felt like he could have said he liked her
she huffs
i could have killed you countless times
you snuck right thru those wannabes today like it was nothing but you wouldnt do that to me
(ah so he had watched her? hello stalker how are u today)
just like u cant hide your tracks
or take care of yourself
her motions at her- probably talking abt her leg
which is not helaed
just not hurting
bad
very bad
in fact bed and blanket have a nice new decal in rusty red by now
(I SHOULD GET BETTER AT SHIT LLIKE THIS BUT WHATEVS)
'so you dont kill me you rather lecture me abt how unable i am to stay alive by myself?’
V is showing her best side today
but oh well
maybe its the rollercoaster
maybe its the whole situation
so V is ready to argue
but hunter isnt in the mood
lol
he rather laughs at how its so easy to get her riled up
and he gets over to her mentioning something about her big ego in such a tiny body
no wonder she got in trouble
before he gets uncomfortably close
but only to take care of her leg AGAIN
this time she struggles because 1 she is shamefully aware of her nudity under that blanket 2 he has zero problems pushing her from left to right as if she was a doll
not funny
so he manages to take care of the wound (i will just claim that he can do it with psi so ….pls dont slaughter me)
and it only leaves a thick line of fresh pink skin on her leg- no wound
but that pink skin is not nearly as pink as her face would be…if it wasnt so cold
seems the warmth he spoke abt earlier is still not coming around?
he had helped her with warmth before so why not do it again
only this time
she has no clothes
and if he hasnt seen her blue lips from the cold he has definitely felt how icy her leg still was
so off goes the armor
after the armor drops his hood drops
he even takes off that sleeveless shirt
okay now Vs face definitely gets SOME shades pinker
and not bc she is suddenly feeling less cold
'what the hell are u doing
she scoots as far back on the bed as possible but OH MAN DOES SHE STARE
this guy is toned
no weird alien anatomy
apart from a slight difference in proportions
but man
lean and toned
no wonder he picked her up like an acorn
or a feather
or whatever else V can come up with as a comparison
'so shy all of a sudden’
its true
V is staring with big eyes but not a single word comes out of her mouth as he comes closer
he is not completely unclothed
and its not like she hasnt seen men before
but its different when u have to admit that u wanted to see something…and then like it too much when u do
although u really neither shouldnt want to see it nor like it
should/shouldnt
whatever
V knows this is wrong on more than one level
last time he’d had the blanket and she had bedgrudgingly come to him
this time she has the blanket
and she wishes she could hide in it
she tenses up as his chest touches her cheek and his arms pull her close. he says something about deja vu and her being like a stray kitten
but V doesnt listen
last time his clothes had been like a shield between them
this time her cheek presses against his skin
so they are, once again, in this position
V finds herself relax after a while bc feeling him like this and having the scent of his skin in her nose is getting her drowsy
her head is filled with clouds and there is this incredibly need to nuzzle into him
how to resist
this is the most cruel seven minutes in heaven she has ever taken part in
normally this would feel like the moment to do all the things
and her heartbeat is saying just that
nuzzle deeper
breathe in this scent some more
feel his skin
put your arms around this man
instead she sits there like a marble statue
but
if she brushes her cheek against his skin just a little bit he wont notice right?
he wont notice if she inhales a tiny bit longer than neccessary right?
would he notice if she moved a little, not much, just to feel his warmth some more and to lean into this not-really-embrace some more?
shifting carefully and only a little was the plan
but when she feels his hands on her back move as well —her body moves as if on its own and she stretches and shifts enough to bury her face in the nape of his neck. …good job V. Very subtle
she can barely hold back from sighing
it doesnt matter tho
bc as if some silent agreement between them took place
right as her fingertip gingerly move across his collarbone and to his jawilne
one of his hands finds the back of her neck and guides her
u.u
and it happens
no taunting
no arguing
no words at all
just warmth and silence and locked lips
in a kiss
one kiss becomes two kisses
three
four
each one greedier than the one before
bodys pressing against each other as if trying to melt into each other, hands roaming and breathless sighs gasping for air
V’s arms are wrapped around his neck, the blanket she was holding onto forgotten, her mind a mess, filled with the haze of want and a deep longing for his touch
skin aginast skin
he is either gifted with natural talent or simply knows how to kiss
and touch
his hands are big and warm and they hold her tightly
one more kiss
they pause
theres maybe 5milimeters between them
none of them willing to let go
catching their breath
V feels a simmering ache between her thighs…and his arousal…well its obvious
this is wrong
no more
she thinks
but hesitantly places yet another kiss on his lips to betray her own thoughts
there is not a hint of his usual smug smile on his lips
the playful shimmer in his eyes she has seen so often is nowhere to be found
he is thinking
he bites back words as she kisses him again
a chaste kiss on the lips
and his fingertips gently caress the back of her head as he kisses back
with her hand against his chest she can feel that his heart is hammering just as fast as hers
He leans forward
pushing V onto her back and into the heap of pillows behind her
with the blanket barely covering her nether regions she lies there, cheeks flushed and her hands timidly pulling back to cover herself. He is towering over her. V had almost forgotten how tall he is while kissing him- every touch had felt so natural so right. This view is a little intimidating to her….and exciting as well. The look on her face brings the smile back on his lips
he sits up, now kneeling between her legs. 'Now you’ve done it…’ he trails his hand over her healed thigh, his fingertips lightly brushing over the soft patch of pink. ’…your fault if you regret this..’ swift movements of his free hand undo his pants while the other hand disappears underneath the blanket covering V.
There was no denying it. V’s was dripping wet from the kisses and body contact alone…she’d felt the growing bulge in his pants. She couldn’t even think straight seeing it now although it was still hidden underneath the thick layer of fabric. Her eyes were transfixed on his hand on the pants hemline above it. V wanted him. Possible regrets or not.
She only realized where his other hand was wandering to when he slipped a finger between her wet folds. HE dragged his finger along the narrow path from her entrance to her clit and back, then teased her entrance, drawing circles around the overflowing heat- dipping into her from time to time ever so slightly but always leaving her wanting for more. He had her mewling and writhing in no time. Everytime she bucked her hips to meet his fingers he pulled back to deny her the pleasure she was seeking so depserately. Deeper. She wanted to feel it deeper inside. Sweet torture…. ’….please….’ It was a whimper so small and shy it was almost inaudible. The heat inside of her was unbearable. The small plea that had escaped her lips giving away how helplessly needy he had made her for him. With a low chuckle and a satisfied hiss he removed his hand from her fully. V bit her lip. She WAS like a stray kitten. Needy and outright begging. And now she had given herself away like an idiot as well. Yes, she wanted him. Maybe had wanted him from the start. Now he knew. And he would reject her. She closed her eyes, ready to hear the taunting and teasing. Oh silly human….why would he want you…. She waited for the words but they didnt come. Instead, the matress shifted. Movement. (would he leave her here like this??) V peeked through her lashes . He looked godly. Broad shoulders, sleek collarbones, smooth skin, defined abs. The lower her eyes wandered the more she asked herself what was not perfect abt him…he had strong hip bones as well…and even lower… The Hunter was moving slowly, he could tell she’d have her eyes on him. Some freedom from the tight pants was much needed and he smirked at her small gasp when his already leaking erection was revealed. He removed the last bits of clothing before he returned his attention to her…and his needs. His fingers were still wet from touching V when he wrapped them around his shaft. He was painfully hard and throbbing with arousal. There was nothing else he wanted more in this moment than burying himself deep inside of her.
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