YESSSS CHANCE SWEETTALKER
If you even think you've heard sweet talk before I promise you now that you are wholly unprepared for the way this man can use his words. Tell me you passed english in school with flying colours without telling me.
Ch4nce // Flirty HCS
CWS // A lot of flirting, pseudo-hypnosis (not really he's kinda just that good at flirting)
Ch4nce always targets prey that either seem frightened or at least semi-willing, he tries not to target fighters because it doesn't work with his hunting style and he ends up either putting himself at risk or just failing to score dinner for himself.
If he sees you from across the map looking around terrified, hiding behind anything you can find, you can put money on the bet that he'll be strolling up to you nonchalantly to make a move in trying to sway you.
Your heart had been racing since the moment you first set foot on the hunting grounds, pounding so hard you thought it might beat out of your chest. The quiet spot you had found to rest had gone undiscovered by most, but it would seem that one specific pred had taken notice of your panic amidst the chaos. You visibly flinched as you heard footsteps drawing near, though they sounded relaxed, almost nonthreatening in nature.
"Heya toots, you seem pretty rattled, you new around here or somethin'~? Not a worry sweetheart, I won't hurt'cha~"
The words rolled off his tongue like liquid velvet, the deeper register and slight husk to his voice only making his words settle even nicer in your mind. As a shiver ran up your spine you could already feel yourself starting to calm down, if only slightly. The gambler closed the distance between the two of you, looking down at you through his sunglasses with a sly grin. One of his fingers came up to trace along your jawline before resting just under your chin, his head tilting to the side ever so slightly as he made a mental note of your appearance.
"Oh you poor thing, these guys probably scared the soul right outta ya, didn't they? Well that's alright, I won't let them touch a hair on your pretty little head, sweetcheeks~"
He starts off slow, worming his way in and getting your guard down before he starts testing the waters with revealing his true intentions. He never pushes too fast, that risks scaring you off and he doesn't want that, he can't have that.
If you seem open to his initial advances he'll start gently pushing the idea that you're okay with what's about to happen, that it's okay for this to happen, that even you want this to happen. It's for the best anyways, better someone sweet like him than one of the others that doesn't even care about you, right?
He'll also get closer and closer to you as he goes on, it's easier to sway someone into really believing that they're fine with your advances when you're creeping bit by bit into their personal space. It also gets him into the exact spot he needs to be to seal the deal in the end.
The man stepped closer, bringing his free hand up to gently trace along your lower back, warmth filling your body as his face drew nearer to yours. You could feel his body heat radiating against you, it made it hard to think as he practically pressed you up against his much larger form.
"No need to be afraid, things aren't too bad down here once you get used to 'em. Everyone needs to eat, it's just the way things are, you know that, right sweetheart~?"
You slowly, shockingly began to nod, it almost made sense in your brain. They were people just like you, they needed something to sustain themselves, it wasn't rocket science. If anything, it almost made you feel bad for him, having to hunt everyday just to have a meal instead of going home hungry, it had to be hard...
"Thaaaat's it, you got it~ I'm proud of ya, this must all be so hard to understand, right? I know it's scary but you're doing so good for me, you're helping me out so much here. If anything I'm the one that should be thanking you."
His words made the warmth in your body grow even hotter, like a burning sense of pride had been lit deep inside of you like a freshly struck match. He only got closer the more he spoke, but you were okay with that, this was nice, this was okay. Even if you could see the way his hungry eyes scanned you up and down and the slight bit of drool that had been building up in the corner of his mouth, his tongue tracing over his lips and teeth to clear it, this felt fine.
"Yeah, I can tell you're gonna be real good for me. You just relax and let me do all the work, toots. I promise to make this nice and easy for ya, and you get to relax and stay nice and warm the whole time. Doesn't that sound nice~? I think so too~"
His biggest technique is filling in the blanks for you, he doesn't just lay down to groundwork of what's going to happen, he tells you exactly how you should be feeling about it. It's not that he's going to eat you, it's that he needs food and you completely understand that and honestly it's really sweet of you to let yourself be a meal for him that's so thoughtful of you and-
The further in you get, the more reality starts to truly show. Things begin to sound darker and darker until you're well past the point of no return, whether that bugs you or not entirely depends on what little control you may have at that point in time.
He definitely enjoys all of this, maybe a little too much, getting to smooth talk his way into dinner everyday is fun, but more than that it's a gamble. He doesn't know any of the prey he targets, no matter how hard he tries he has no way of knowing if his tactics will win in the end.
Your legs felt weak at this point, had he not been quite literally holding your body against his you probably would have fallen at this point. It was a good thing he was there to support you, he had your back, he was making sure you were okay. He was so kind.
"God, don't you just look divine...~ Anyone ever told you how good you smell~? Well I'll be the one to say it... you smell fuckin' delicious~"
Even as his lips parted, the saliva that strung between his teeth hit the light just right to nearly sparkle in the dim world around you. His hot breath washed over your face like an inviting embrace, it was unnatural how comforting his touch was, no matter what kind of touch you found yourself sliding down into. You paid no mind to the moist heat around you, he knew what was best for you, the muffled swallowing as the peristaltic motion of his throat worked to move you down to a better place. This was the best ending you could have had, curling up in his stomach as you felt a gentle, rewarding hand trace over the bulge you made.
"Hhaaaahhh...~ I was right, you were perfect. And you did so good for me didn't you~? That's it sweetheart, you just rest and let me take over. You don't need to worry about anything anymore, let me take everything, I'll put it to good use~"
Now that's a man worth dying for, am I right or am I right