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The trees all looked the same, the ground too similar, he didn’t know if he had been running circles the whole time. The fear of being caught crept up his throat, Phainon kept running like his life depended on it- and really, it did. His legs burned as he pushed faster, the ground behind him disturbed as branches broke and leaves were forced to fall. Phainon’s breath panting as he heard the step getting closer slowly, he turned to the right, going down a different path of trees. But the footsteps kept following him, not leaving a second's hesitation.
At some point of the night Phainon realized he was being followed, leaving him uneasy as he then walked into the forest, hoping to shake off whoever or whatever was following him. But he couldn’t, whoever was following him didn’t once stop or even falter as he started running, trying to get away. But to no avail he couldn’t, Phainon kept running, ignoring the burning in his lung. He didn’t, he couldn’t stop running, he didn’t want to be caught in whatever it was, it was in the moments where he had realized he was being hunted. He was the prey and whatever was after him was the hunter.
He remembered the stories as a child, the things that hunted humans without fail, but he’d always pushed it off as a children's story to scare him. But now he knew that it was the truth, something was hunting him and it was only a matter of time before he got caught and he knew it. The steps were getting closer and faster, the adrenaline making it feel like the steps were everywhere around him. The fear caused his chest to clench, his jaw glued short even as he felt like screaming.
Phainon took another left turn, jumping over logs and rocks as he went further and further into the forest he wondered how he would get out- if he even survived this in the end. His feet tripped in a stick, a rookie move, so easy to do and condemned him in the end. He fell, ending up on his hands and knees. He pushed himself up and kept going, trying to build up to the speed he had been at, the footsteps closer behind him, he froze momentarily as words got to his ears. “You can’t run forever, you’re just going to tire yourself.. Just give in already,” as Phainon registered the person's words he swiftly decided to keep running.
He didn’t want to be caught and killed, his body moving on instinct, not letting himself slow down for anything. It felt like hell, everything hurt but he kept going, His breathing coming out in short pants as panic slowly closed in on him. He wouldn’t die tonight, he would make sure of it. He may be prey but he was fast and he knew it, pushing himself to his boundaries he kept running. Ignoring the voice that tried getting him to give in.
“It’s so amusing to see humans who think they can outrun me, do keep trying. I’ll be here when you finally break” The voice purred out, Phainon realized it had gotten closer than he had realized. His head snapping to the side, only to be met with yellow eyes, for a split second before Phainon found himself tripping again, he had gotten distracted and this was his punishment. Panting for his breath he tried to get back up, only for a clawed hand to grab his chin and lift his head up.
Phainon found himself staring up at yellow eyes, glinting in the dark with amusement. He found his limbs locked up out of shock and exhaustion, his vision blurring as he caught the last few words before he passed out. “I’ll see you when you wake up.”
It felt like a lifetime, Phainon’s head filled with blurred scenes and half memories, his head felt heavy even as his body felt unusually light. When he came to more consciousness he realized he was laying in a bed, which didn’t make sense in any way.. He had been running in that damn forest, how could he have gotten here? That question was answered as he heard the voice speak again, smooth with a tone that commanded attention. “Finally awake I see, don’t try lying to me. I can hear how your heart sped up.” The voice spoke to him, Phainon finally forced his eyes open, the dryness making him blink rapidly. “Wher- Where am I? Who are you?” he rasped out, his throat dry. His head turned to the unnamed man with distrust.
“Mydei, call me Mydei.” Mydei said, tone bored and unamused at the question, “You’re at my house, and no. There's no way out, "he added, his eyes on Phainon’s every movement.
“Why did you do this to me?” Phainon asked, his voice stronger and filled with barely concealed distrust and anger “Why hunt me the whole day only to let me survive and bring me back to your home?” He spat out, forcing himself to sit up and face Mydei properly.
“Simple, I wanted you. So I got you. Nothing more, nothing less” Mydei said, amusement slowly creeping back into his gaze. His eyes trailed over Phainon’s figure slowly, as if drinking in every detail of his body and burning it into his memory.
“Want me? Well so fucking bad I’m not yours to take” Phainon glared at Mydei, he didn’t trust him at all. And he wouldn’t let his guard down around him.
“Oh? But you are already, I took you back to my home and here you are in my bed. You have no power over here, human.” Mydei grinned, finally getting up and moving in front of the bed that Phainon was on. He made eye contact with Phainon before reaching out with a clawed hand and grabbing his face once more, forcing his face closer to Mydei. “You put up a front of anger and yet you’re so scared.. It's amusing to me” Mydei purred out, forcing Phainon’s head to the side as he let his fangs trail his throat gently. A promise of pain if Phainon moved the wrong way.
Phainon tensed, his body going rigid at the feeling. He knew to not move as the fangs slowly traced his throat slowly. His body slowly heated from the closeness of their bodies, “Don’t,, please let me go.” Phainon pleaded, his voice cracking with slight fear.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Mydei hummed out, slowly licking up Phainon’s neck. Humming in pleasure, Mydei paused to speak “If you don’t want this, speak now.” He said almost softly, confusing Phainon into silence. After a minute of no response Mydei took it as a ‘yes’ and slowly sank his teeth into Phainon’s neck.
Phainon let a gasp of pain, the feeling of his skin breaking a surge of painful pleasure, the way his skin had tensed before breaking was something he’d never forget. He felt each gulp Mydei took, the feeling of his blood being taken from his body almost pleasurable after a time. He let out a gasp, his head becoming lighter with each gulp of blood that Mydei took. He didn’t know if he wanted more or for him to stop.
Mydei released his neck, licking the trail of blood away. “I knew you would taste good from the moment I saw you” He murmured out, breath heavy as he let his hands slowly undress Phainon from the top, his hands touching bare skin and leaving small lines on his chest
“Stay still and keep being good for me,,” Mydei spoke, his words a honeyed threat. Something Phainon would listen to for hours with no end to it, the way the words slipped down his spine like a caress was addicting. “Please,,” the words escaped Phainon before he could stop himself, he let Mydei undress him piece by piece until he was bare. His chest heaving softly from the blood loss.
Mydei’s hand slowly traced his thighs, drawing small gasps and reactions from Phainon. His claws tugging on Phainos boxers just enough for a small tear to form, he looked up at Phainon’s face before slowly cutting his boxers off with his claws, a grin appearing on his face at the sight of Phainon’s dick pressed up against his stomach. “Oh? It seems like you’ve been enjoying this quite a bit” Mydei mused out, taking his dick into his hand. Smiling as Phainon hissed out in arousal, his hips bucking into Mydei’s hand with barely concealed need.
“Fuck,,” Phainon whimpered out, let out a whine as Mydei then slowly dragged his tongue over the tip, the sensitivity causing more whimpers to leave Phainon’s mouth, Mydei’s tongue tracing his name onto his dick like it was his life’s goal. Phainon half sat up before Mydei suddenly pushed him back down with his hand, taking his mouth off before glaring at him. “You’re going to stay still and take what I give you” he said with a puff of annoyed air, going back down and taking his whole dick into his mouth, tracing the veins with his tongue and savoring the taste of pre-cum like it was his favorite thing to drink.
Phainon bucked into Mydei’s mouth with a half sob, the pleasure too much for him, “shit-!,, please go easy I can’t-” He broke off with a choked sound. It felt so good but it was too much, he wanted more and he didn’t want any more at the same time. It was all too overwhelming but some part of him loved it.
“Too much baby? You can take more.” Mydei chuckled out before going back to suck him, his other hand going to slowly rub his thighs as if to comfort him. Mydei deepthroated his dick before slowly going up to harshly suck his tip, causing Phainon to tense even more. Moans slipping from his throat as he got closer to the edge, desperately gripping the sheets for any sense of control.
Mydei lifted his head again, leaving a trail of saliva behind. “You gonna cum for me, huh?” He purred out, his voice low as he then took Phainon’s dick into hand and teasingly stroked it while lathering the tip with his tongue. “Cum.”
And with that Phainon let out a choked cry, his legs tensing up and his back arching as he came. He felt as Mydei sucked the cum into his throat, drinking him down and the feeling. Aeons the feeling of his throat around his cock was heavenly, he came down to the feeling of Mydei slowly kissing his abdomen.
“You did so good for me,, so, so good” Mydei hummed out, slowly getting up and wiping the corner of his mouth with a satisfied expression. He went to the door of the bedroom and knocked it twice, the slight scuffling outside signaling that whoever was outside got the message and walked away.
“Alright, rest now. Deliverer. I’ll check in on you when you’re more awake.” Mydei said before leaving the room. Leaving Phainon in a state of exhaustion, he didn’t even notice as the black in his vision crept up more. Phainon hummed as he finally gave into the blood loss and passed out. His last thought was of Mydei, and if he would put him through more pleasurable torture.