Hunt
Dim streetlights lit a leaf-strewn pathway, the street deserted in the early hours of the morning. Few sounds could be heard but for the curious skittering of paws in the distance, the sound of a creature running. A silhouette skid into view, turning the corner at a surprising speed before darting down the path on bare green feet, dark toes spread wide to push her along. A large bushy tail swung behind her, tipped with the same toxic green that could be seen each time her dark tank-top was pushed up her stomach with the laboured movements. Something was following, made clear by the heavier paw-steps that thudded along behind hers.
The tip of her tail whipped out of sight as she turned a corner, vanishing down a darker alleyway in an attempt to hide from her pursuer. Heart beating fast, her breathing heavy, she hid against the wall with pupils wide, staring at the light that poured in from the street. Had she lost him? Her question was answered the next moment, a large shape coming into view around the corner, moving with the speed of a hunting predator towards her form. The next moment, she found herself up against the wall, a much taller beast blocking her escape. The pumping adrenaline was mixed with the slight scent of sweat, the eager heat of a well-made chase, and the furry creature's head dipped, golden irises shining in the gloom. There was a tang about the creature, male, that hung in the air, and his head slowly dipped towards her, lip curling back to reveal sabre teeth that gleamed in a grin. His gaze was hungry, a tiger in the gloom, and it sent her heart beating faster with the thrill. She squirmed, trying to dip away, and was met with one arm shifting, sharp claws wrapping around her wrist. The arm twisted upwards, pinning it back against the cold stone she'd unwillingly trapped herself against, the feline's striped wrist coming into the light as the point of his thumb stroked playfully down her wrist, teasing the sensitive vein.
The sharp teeth parted, dipping forwards as his hot breath brushed across her lips, dark nose inches from her maw before the teeth sank forwards, closing around her lower lip in a firm bite. Hard enough to be felt but soft enough to leave the skin unbroken, the big cat's sharp teeth gliding across the soft, dark lips. The mild taste of her adrenaline had his own excitement high, so glad he'd caught his prey with her back to a wall. He took a few steps forwards, powerful legs inching her backwards till her twitching tail was pinned, never pulling his mouth from hers so that each hot gush met her quickened breathing, rough tongue dipping to teasingly edge across her mouth. A dip of the head and the back of her skull met the wall as the feline pressed her back in a strong kiss, rough tongue diving forwards to tease the sandpapery surface over her mouth. Her green-tipped ears flicked back against the wall, the female inhaling sharply as her attention was diverted from his tight grip on her wrist to the teeth pulling her lip down. His free hand slipped forwards as her body was pulled up, pale-tipped fingers gliding up her torso before his claws unsheathe and drag playfully along the contours of her jaw, brushing the skin firmly, wrapping around her chin and gripping it. The liger's eyes shone for a moment before his mouth locked against hers in a sharp, short kiss, letting her taste his rough tongue. The hand held her maw in place, a firm, domineering guide that lasted till he pulled away. The cat's snout was only parted from her for a moment before he ran his teeth down her jaw, resulting in a shuddered gasp, the fangs far firmer than his claws had been. He bit and nipped, playful little pock-marks beneath her coat, snout trailing downwards till the first real bite closed his teeth against her throat, pinching the skin in a low growl. His tongue brushed the rapid pulse of her throat, pausing to feel the delicate heat that ran through it before he released the vital area and bit down to the left, teeth properly sinking in. The skin broke, the female's mouth parting, her white teeth gleaming in the gloom as a breathy gasp left her. The tang of blood washed over the feline's tongue immediately as he brushed the bite-mark with the rough muscle, letting her feel the sandpaper-like texture.
The scent made him shudder, and he dove on with more bites, making his slow way down her neck and leaving his mark in her skin, her coat tinted slightly with the stain of red. The coppery scent drove the predator on, her wrist still locked tightly in his hand, the free palm grasping at the light fabric of the dark shirt she wore. Claws tensed before gliding rather suddenly down her stomach, leaving four jagged lines in the top, the fabric in shreds. Palm pressed to the green fur beneath it, the cat's eyes glancing upwards, meeting her own red gaze with a playful sparkle before they hardened once more and he rose to his full height again. She leaned forwards the moment he let go, deciding to fight back, the blood pumping through her system putting her in an energetic state, the blood on her neck sparking the urge to live. He returned the struggle with delight, claws digging into her bare shoulders and pressing her back against the wall, his own bare torso merely inches from hers as her arching back touched her vibrant stomach to his darker coat. Feline claws ran down her arms, hands locking fingers between hers and lifting them above her head, the liger's eyes fixed on hers. Rough tongue brushed his sharp teeth in a slow, purposeful lick before he pulled her away and spun her around, pressing her back against the wall, bare stomach touching cold stone.
She could no longer see her hunter, but she could feel every intimate touch that his grasping claws left, the red marks on her skin that his dragging claws left as they slid down her arms, parting her dark coat and leaving her ruffled. A palm paused by her skull, fingers curling around one horn and giving it a little tug. He spoke for the first time, voice husky and deep, one word.
"Handlebars."
The fingers slipped away though, his palms grabbing her shoulders as his broad form overshadowed her, keeping her firm against the wall as they squeezed in a roaming grope. Chest to her back, his scent in her nose, the cat's teeth bared against the back of her neck, nosing her hair aside and pinching at it, peppering it in playful, claiming bites. She could feel his arms wrapping around her, his hand slipping down to her hip, gripping it before fingers dipped into the waistband of her shorts and running the dark hem of her panties, fingering them with claws. He'd tear those off too- One rip and they'd fall. Hands tugged her shorts away, fingers immediately curling around a dark thigh, the cat exhaling in delight at the pleasant curve of her body as he pulled her leg upwards, tugging her paw off the ground. Her bushy tail hung between his thighs now, and his hips teased forwards, letting her feel the eager heat hidden behind his own pants. Claws dug into her thigh as her leg was lifted, fingers tracing the muscle in it, his twitching tail aiding the drop of his own restricting clothing. One hand on her leg, the other curled around her waist, fingers dipped down as the brushed the hem of her underwear, one tugging it out before slipping down. Sharp teeth curled into a grin, head tilting, brown hair falling to one side. He bared fangs before his muzzle clamped on her shoulder, biting in a feral fashion as his roving fingers cupped the mound of her groin, eliciting a shudder and a buck of the hips from the female that pressed back into him. She couldn't tell if she was trying to escape or trying to grind into him at this point, mind washed with the delight of the chase. His index finger slipped along her groin, seeking her sensitive labia and giving her hidden slit a firm stroke. She was wet already, he noted, an eager throb pulsing through his groin as a second finger joined the first, pulling her tender lips open, keeping her squirming with the teeth that grazed her shoulder, pinching the skin and leaving cat-shaped bite marks wherever he sank his fangs in. While he played with the pinned female the third finger sank between her opened lips, coating itself in the wet hint of her sex, his powerful nose twitching from the growing scent. Mouth opening, tasting the air, he utters a low huff of need before his hand tugs away, claw twisting and breaking the band on her panties, the fabric falling away and leaving her bare rump exposed against his thighs. She'd feel the sudden heat of the cat's nude form pressing up against her, a powerful throb issuing through his exposed length, the tang of her blood on his teeth leaving him as eager as the chase itself. The beast moved quickly hand on her thigh squeezing tight as his thick length found her open lips, a roll of his hips teasing her dripping slit down the hefty shaft. Her red eyes lidded, a reluctant moan dragged from her maw as his hand slipped about her collarbone, claws digging in. She felt him pull away, missing the warmth of his heat on hers for the moment they were apart before the tip pressed rather suddenly against her damp slit, her eyes widening.
Strong thighs pressed upwards, sinking the head into her body, her thighs clenching as the big cat invaded her depths. She felt her muscles squeeze and clench, another low groan, breathless this time, escaping her clenching teeth. A sharp inhale through her nose was stopped as her body bounced off the next press, her breasts pressed up against the cold wall behind her, her hunter all but lifting her up as his paws slipped forwards, her rump sliding back as she swallowed inch after inch of the feline's shaft. It was rough and harsh, and she could feel him draw back, barely a pause before he slapped against her with an audible whap. She struggled again, head tossing back with an open-mouthed cry. He stifled it with a palm wrapped around her muzzle, clamping her jaw shut as he spoke again, words a broken, husky purr. "Not so loud- Hnh- You'll wake someone." It ended with his rough tongue brushing her cheek, and she took the chance to bite, closing her teeth around his finger. A jerk and a hiss and his hand sank down, fingers closing around her throat with a sudden grip, restricting her air with a delighted grin as he hoisted her back against his body, cock glistening with her juices when it slid from her depths, dripping to the ground beneath them. The cool air touched it for a moment before he rammed it deep, the big male hilting himself within her much to a cry of her displeasure- Or was it pleasure? It sounded like it. The liger took far too much enjoyment out of claiming his prey, and as the thrill took over his claws clutched the hot skin of her throat tight, jarring hips issuing audible slaps against her ass in the alley, her hands pressed to the wall she was pinned to. Her nipples felt the hard wall, body scraping against it as the rippling clench of her depths unwillingly milked him and her quiet groans eventually gave way to gasps of pleasure, red eyes closing in pleasure. He felt good, she knew that, and he knew that she knew. His motions were powerful, the hunter's legs strong, and before she knew it she was lifted from the ground, balanced back against his body with her thighs spread wide, parted lips swallowing his eager shaft over and over while dark toes spread in glee. This was his prize, to take her entirely, and stuff her till she screamed her joy.
Her cries were muffled by the hand that gripped her throat, her unwilling swallows thick as she panted, body leaning back against the feline's bare chest. The alleyway was filled with the wet noises of her tunnel being spread over and over, the cat's motions jerky as his building release gave way, and her innards were filled with the mingling scent of sex, powerful throbs running up the thick cock before spurting her full. His fingers slipped away from her throat, the female able to choke and gasp a lungful again. He wasn't done with her though, and she found herself tugged from his cock before her shoulders were pressed up against the wall, his hips slipping in between her dripping thighs, the twitching shaft slipping back in eagerly before the eager cat broke into a swift rhythm, wet loud slaps muffled by her thighs. She curled them around his back in a tight, locking hold, her head tilted back as his jaw found her bra, sharp teeth tugging it down. Rough tongue latched onto an exposed nipple, the rough,
hooked texture brushing firmly against it, lips teeth playing with the tender bud. Cream dripped down her thigh, spattering her dark coat and the teal markings as her quivering muscles milked him with every thrust. A sharp huff left his mouth as he pulled away from her breast, leaving teeth marks in her skin, tongue hanging out of his mouth, muzzle dipping into her throat to lap at the bite marks from earlier, and clean her coat of the blood that had stained it. His white teeth were tipped with red, and his digging fingers held her hips close, her bare back scraping the wall as their sex pooled beneath them on the dusty ground. The closed off area was full of the sound and scent of their lust-fuelled meeting, and the female's dark nails found their way into his neck, digging in as her teeth narrowly missed her tongue, the heat in her groin tense. Contractions rippled down her tunnel as her heavy panting grew broken, voice rising in a pleasured yell, sore from the bruising around her throat. Her juices ran forth as they mixed with the feline's spurting release, hips slamming her back against the wall, the thick shaft keeping her mostly plugged before he teasingly pulled away, breathing heavily, the mess spilling to the ground. His head dipped in as he let her slide down the wall, fangs bared and sinking playfully against her throat for one last bite. Pretty prey, she was. He'd hunt her again.