Hunter and Hunted (Skull612)

[Kitten]

Anne felt exposed, draped over the lap of the powerful Hunter and at his mercy. Her toes brushed the floor on one side, hands wrapping in the legs of his pants. "I stick by my choices." She murmured, closing her eyes as he reached out to brush her hair out of her eyes. The gesture was tender, but somehow appropriate in this situation. Odd.

"D-don't think you can control me with a simple spanking." The blue eyed young woman attempted to sound assured, almost flippant, but her voice was soft and yielding, definitely without her permission.

His hand touched her, burning hot even through the thin fabric of the shorts. Anne's breath caught in her chest and she tried to swallow, heart thudding so loud that she was certain the man could hear it. Would somehow be able to tell how nervous and at the same time needy she was.

She really wished he would stop calling her a 'naughty young lady', it was doing... things to her. Things that Anne wasn't sure how to react to. She certainly didn't like it, except for the fact that she really, really did. Not that she would offer that information up, not without serious coercion at least.

Lyall's hand left her bottom, coming back down with a sharp slap. It stung, no doubt about it the Hunter knew how to use his hands. Anne gasped at the slight pain, but it ended with a thoroughly embarrassing little moan.

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(Sorry it's taken me SO long to reply Kitten. My laptop won't hold a charge worth a dime anymore and the charger itself's got a bad short. So it's a big pain actually getting my laptop to work when i've time to use it. xD Getting a new charger soon. -w- )

"Are you sure? Because it kind of sounds like I can." Lyall couldn't help but tease, catching on to the tone of her voice. This definitely couldn't be real, for her to seem so...willing to all of this. That only happened in dreams, and yet...here she was. Her warm body over his lap, his palm raised slightly so smack her attractive looking little bottom.

As his hand struck her ass for the first time, the young hunter could help but take pause. Both from the feeling as his palm slapped against the fabric of her shorts, feeling her cheeks bounce with the smack, to the curious little noise he'd elicited from Anne. That, was definitely a moan.

'Does she really want this?' Ran immediately through the hunters mind, his heart beating anxiously in his chest as he stared down at her. 'Do I?' Soon followed, alongside a pleasant warm feeling passing through him. Deep down, that question was ridiculous and he knew it. This wasn't silly revenge for pastries, he was doing this because he wanted to. He wanted to pull Anne close like this, and hear her make those embarrassingly cute moans.

He grinned a bit, a playful shine behind his eyes as he drew his arm up once more. Well, if everyone's having fun, best not stop a good thing right? "We'll see though. You've been such a naughty thing for so long, a simple spanking ain't going to be enough." He announced, a mischievous intent behind his palm as he strikes again, aiming solely on the right cheek.

The sound of his palm clapping against her backside rings out through the hotel room again, only this time Lyall doesn't pull back his palm. He smooths his hand out along the curves of her cheek, rubbing gently for a couple of seconds. "I'm going to have to be pretty thorough with you, you know, to make sure you learn your lesson of course." He spoke in the most fake convincing of voices, his confidence replacing his anxiety little by little with her positive responses. Then he repeated this action on her left side, a good smack then gentle rubs before going back to the right, starting a playful little pattern to 'punish' her.

[Kitten]

(Don't sweat it! I haven't exactly been on the ball lately, kind of spotty at best in my posting. Good luck with your new charger!)

Anne drew in a shuddering breath, only catching the tail end of Lyall's playful teasing as she was somewhat... distracted at the moment. Drawing on every ounce of sass and attitude in her body the young woman attempted again to join in the banter being thrown her way.

"We will see!" The brunette shot back as she pushed up just slightly to look the other in the eye. "We'll see how mu-ah! Oooh..."

Anne's attempt at a snappy comeback utterly failed when the blue eyed young woman yelped at the sting of yet another well placed smack. This too turned into a moan as Lyall's warm palm slid down the swell of her ass.

"Thorough," she sighed softly at the thought, biting her lip as his hand came down once more, slap and then rub. "Yeah..." it was a dreamy sort of sigh and the blue eyed woman flexed her toes in anticipation that this might be a long trip over the handsome Hunter's knee.

Anne tried, really tried, to keep quiet as the slow pattern of smacks and rubs warmed her backside, but it was futile. She bit her lip when she remembered to, trying to silence her quiet, wanton sounds, but was ultimately reduced to holding on to her dignity by the skin of her teeth.

"Ah, ah, ah, Lyall, ah!" With each panting breath the brunette shifter made a soft noise or quiet plea. For the man to stop, to keep going, to go harder, at this point she hardly knew herself what she wanted.

[Skull612]

(I've got it all fixed now! And no worries, if i'm one thing it's patient. And your replies are certainly worth waiting for. ^^)

All the sass he heard in Anne's voice, only broadened Lyall's grin, for what felt like the hundredth time since he had met the fiery brunette. Something about her attitude made banter with her extra enjoyable. Though, not quite as much as watching it all fall apart as his tactics shifted. Was it wrong of him, to think of how much fun he was having with her at the moment?

"What was that? I didn't quite catch the end of what you were saying there. But I did hear another nice sound that made it seem like a naughty young lady was enjoying her punishment." Of course he'd be the biggest liar in the world to try and say he wasn't enjoying it at least as much as she seemed to be. Every time his palm touched her nice firm ass, a jolt of desire shot through him, every rub brought an urge to explore her body further. Of course that wasn't going to stop him from teasing.

His body temperature increased, as the cute shifter grew more and more vocal with each slap that fell upon her bottom. It sure as hell wasn't the type of vocal that someone being punished got, he at least knew that. Though she didn't voice her desires, he felt like she didn't need to. Every breath she took, movement she made, he felt it all so...intimately in the position they shared, something he was sure she could feel as well. It was...pretty damn hard to hide the growth in his pants that risked poking into her belly at any second.

She wanted this, and hell he wanted it too. This was closer than he'd been with any other person, in years, and much of him longed for it. He answered her pleas, increasing the tempo of his swats at a steady pace, trying to match his breathing. His other hand subconsciously began to roam as well, slowly moving up along her back. The soft rubs against her bottom accompanying each firm smack included playful gropes and pinches, as the hunter grew more bold, the one he'd hunted only seeming to encourage him despite her best efforts.

"You know," He spoke up suddenly, interrupting the flow of smacks and moans filling the room with a voice that sounded almost as breathless as Anne's own. "Best I recall, all the best spankings are done on the bare. And you certainly deserve one of the best. Wouldn't you say, Anne?" As he asked this question he paused on a particularly firm swat, centered across the lower region of her two round cheeks. His hand immediately went to caressing, probing the curves and surface of her bottom and even lowering down to her bare legs, all while awaiting an answer.

[Kitten]

(Oh well thank you! I don't mind waiting either!)

"I'm not enjoying anything!" Anne shot back with all of the spirit left in her body, there didn't seem to be much. She was too full with lusty feelings and wanton thoughts to gather much pretend indignation. Plus, the brunette woman thought, if she pretended not to like it too much then the Hunter might actually stop. That was too much to think about, being denied this pleasure when she was only just getting to really feel it.

It was a difficult position to be in, at least in one regard it was. Mentally she still wanted to fight against him, to be difficult and make Lyall work for it. Physically, however, her body was on fire. If he thought she didn't want his touch or misunderstood her playful jabs and stopped... the blue eyed young woman might actually get on her knees and beg the other not to stop.

Oh man, that was actually a really hot image.

Anne linked her ankles together, pressing back into each hard smack and subsequent rub. Her breath panted continuously as she tried to focus on his words, startling slightly over the strong thighs.

"My wha-?" Her words stuttered out before she could stop them. "W-wait, Lyall uh I... I mean uh..." one slender arm reached out to stop the other before he could pull down her shorts. "You see... I-you... it's just that..."

If Lyall pulled down those shorts then he'd know, unequivocally how much she'd been enjoying things. She hadn't had any clean panties and had simply slipped the shorts on over her bare behind. The Hunter wouldn't be able to ignore how Anne was feeling, how truly 'naughty' she was.

"I'm wet." The blue eyed young woman didn't dare to look up as she spoke. What if he was upset? What if the Hunter didn't like her like that?

What if he... did?

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"Not enjoying anything eh? Well, that's good. I mean you'd have to be a pretty kinky girl to enjoy a punishment. But...usually most people would be more concerned with trying to get it to stop, than deny their obvious enjoyment." Lyall could tell by her tone that the young woman was quickly losing whatever resolve that was leading her to 'fight' against the spanking she was getting. Not that he believed any of it for a second. You don't get to be a hunter without some semblance of reading people, and Anne's body language made everything clear as day.

Of course, this really only seemed to spur Lyall on, his palm working to make the shifter twist and moan beneath him as much as possible. 'Though...I guess I must be one helluva hypocrite, she's not the only one having fun.' He considered, nevertheless continuing on. He never would have imagined ending up in this situation with her when he'd met the blue-eyed woman, at least...not in such an erotic manner. The longer she stayed across his lap, the better acquainted he became with her slender body, and he'd be pretty hard pressed to find a part that wasn't damn attractive at the moment.

As he paused to allow her to take in his sudden statement, he felt her physically startle against his lap, as her slender arm reached back and she spoke up with an adorable stutter to try and stop him. Then came the two words she'd likely been dancing around saying for a while. It wasn't actually news for the hunter, but the sound of it still brought a smirk to his face, along with a sort of empowering feeling.

"So, what you're saying is...you've been a naughty little liar, haven't you? Not enjoying anything, wasn't it? But you haven't wanted me to stop at all have you?" The hunter chuckled, reaching his strong hand out to grab hers, gripping it lightly. His thumb gently caressed the top of her hand, as he began to lightly pull it out of the way. "Reaching back as well, that's certainly not allowed in a spanking." He passed her hand off to the one resting on her back, pinning it lightly in place right there.

"You ought to know that now, these definitely have to come down, but I think i'll amend my question a little bit. Will you take them down yourself like a good girl, or will I have to do it myself?" His tone surprised even himself a little bit. Something about this entire situation, seemed to have taken hold of the hunter, he was enjoying himself more than he thought. Something about the young woman just seemed to bring out a slightly more commanding side of him, a more dominant one.

It wasn't a bad feeling at all. But more than that, he was still trying to evaluate Anne herself. These feelings...weren't just the sort you share with some stranger. But how was she feeling? What would she think when it was all over, when this shared moment of lust was over? Hell, he supposed he'd just have to find out when it was.

[Kitten]

Anne was pink from head to toe, almost literally. Her cheeks were stained with color from her dual embarrassment and enjoyment of the incredibly sensual spanking. The rest of her body was simply hot from the excitement and anticipation, and her ass was beginning to really sting and burn from Lyall's hard hand. Not that she minded, quite the opposite, which had to be obvious to the Hunter by now.

If the two people engaged in this lustful parody of punishment could see into each other's eyes, they might be inclined to share a light laugh over how much their trains of thought mirrored one another. Anne was also stunned into almost disbelief at how things had turned out. She'd barely considered sex at all while she was on the run, much less with a human man, and the very idea that something so kinky could be happening to her of all people; well it beggared belief.

Lyall's hand on her own, pinning her down, subtly controlling her body in yet another way... The brunette shivered, his newly commanding side was electrifying.

It was a slight relief when the man began to speak, at least his words were something of a distraction from her delicate predicament. Anne squeezed her blue eyes shut as she deliberated on his words. Until this point, the young woman had been content to let the Hunter lead their interactions. Sure she'd said some things, made the right noises to show Lyall how much she was into it, but so far the Shifter hadn't had to vocalize her desires.

Well, this was the moment of truth. Did she give in, admit the truth? Or force the handsome man to do all the work for her?

"I..." her words failed her for a moment, now that she'd unstuck her tongue from the roof of her mouth. "I'll be good." She tilted her head to the side, one blue eye peeking up through her hair at the man. "I w-want to do it."