A whumper who likes the chase. Maybe they are a monster Whumper or maybe they are just a damn good runner and they allow their whumpee(s) into the surrounding forest for them to catch like a fox and its prey. Doing this over and over for their entertainment. Maybe they give them head starts maybe they feign giving up even thought they are close
Succubus Wryn/ shapeshifter (Fox) Auggie 💕
Oooo yessss
This is exactly what I was hoping for, thank you so much. Alright folks. Wrynley "Wryn" Shambles is mine, a general for the big bad of Wild Charge. Auggie is Estel's, the Yellow Fox Ranger. Thank you so much! This is an AU idea I had.
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"You know," the succubus whispers, snaking their way down to whisper into the shapeshifter's ear, "if I didn't know better, I'd almost say you wanted to get caught."
The claim is immediately denied, of course. "No!" Auggie says, pride remaining undamaged, even as he's pinned to a tree by his throat. Auggie will deny liking this, but he also can't deny that the succubus is HOT. Their hair is longer and tied back, their body well muscled and fit, even their eyes are piercing Auggie to the core. He feels trapped, almost. "Let me go!" Auggie cries, struggling again.
The hand on Auggie's throat tightens a little and the fox's blood thrums in his ears. His heartbeat stutters and he can feel his cock twitching his pants, interested enough. Auggie chokes on a whimper.
"I think you're lying," croons the succubus. They smirk a little, thumb of their free hand petting Auggie's cheek. "I think you're enjoying this. I think you want someone to chase you." The succubus leans in and grins, almost shark like. "Lucky for you, I enjoy a good chase."
The hands disappear and Auggie suddenly feels exposed, vulnerable... unmoored. His breathing is ragged and fast. "Wh- What are you-"
The succubus hums. "You wanted to run. You get twenty seconds before I come find you." They smirk again. "And, fair warning, I always find my prey."
Auggie blinks. He blinks again, feeling dumb. The succubus lifts an eyebrow. "Twenty... nineteen... eighteen-"
Auggie's brain catches up and he tears off into the night. He prays that he's not caught, but his dick twitches again, remembering the succubus's hands on him, their voice in his ear. The way their hand squeezed around his neck... and some part of him hopes he's caught soon.
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Thank you! @estel-eruantien