/adhg/ scraps about "The Bandit"
Just a few posts about "The Bandit" I made on /adhg/ that I thought were good enough to save.
>Imagine a "romantic" dinner with Wolfwoman.
>You somehow managed to scavenge enough supplies from the forest to make it nice, but still lacking.
>You even found some booze.
>Would she humor you, or just take the food and bail?
She wouldn't take the food and bail, but only because that would mean she'd have to carry it, when she could just eat it right now.
She might humour you a little, but only cause you brought her 2 of her 3 favourite things. Food and alcohol.
She'd mostly tease you about going so far out of your way, and ask what you expected to get in return.
She'd probably throw her head back and laugh, calling you a freak when you said you thought she was pretty.
A crooked, toothy grin would spread across her maw when she was done though, and she'd stare down at you with those yellow eyes shining out of her hood.
She'd allow you to follow her home, and seem to slowly put her arm around your shoulder as you approached the door.
Though suddenly, she'd grab the collar of your jacket from the back and hoist you up slightly, causing you to lose your balance.
She'd drag you over the doorstep and into her living room, and half throw you on the carpet before ripping off her jacket and maul-fucking you.
>Bandit with a rose.
I like to imagine she laughed at me when I gave it to her, but now that she's eaten my food and bounced, she shows how she really feels when she walks home alone.
She's gingerly rolling it between her fingers, avoiding the thorns and smiling absent-mindedly to herself.
A warm feeling spreads through her while she thinks about how Anon looked up at her as he held it out for her to take.
It stops suddenly however, and she frowns slightly when she remembers what she saw as she squinted down at him through tears of mirth.
Her jaw clenches slightly as she silently scolds herself.
Why did she feel like shit right now?
Anon was a weakling, a pup. She always felt powerful and secure in herself after putting prey in its place.
It had felt so good in the moment, so why did her stomach turn itself in knots when she looked back on it this time?
Frustrated, she clenches her hand and snaps the stem held within, but is instantly punished by an intense pang of guilt.
She stops for a second, in disbelief at the tears beginning to well in her eyes, but her moment of emotion is short.
Steeling herself, she blinks a few times, and casts off the broken portion of the stem.
Now holding a rose about half as long, she holds it to her face and inhales it's pleasant aroma, promising herself that she would say something to Anon the next time she saw him.
Posts for reference (other anons, not my writing):
She wouldn't trust you, even after the first maul-fuck. During the night afterward she'd be doting and cuddling you to sleep, but then the next day chase you off once she thinks you've gotten what you wanted from her. After all, why would a stranger genuinely want a connection with no strings attached?
Then when you keep trying for her she's surprised and taken aback. Still untrustworthy and mean, but just slightly less so.
I think she would get flustered if you complimented her looks.
She's mutated (at least in the game) and is probably not all too happy about it.
It should take a few more encounters with her before she'd really trust you, assuming at first you have some more sinister intentions to approach her.
Some nice "goal" would be her trusting you enough to sleep with her every night, not (just) to maul-fuck, but because she feels more secure with you around.