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Thrill Of The Hunt - M/F

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Inspired by: https://www.deviantart.com/wtfeather/art/LoL-Nidelee-Rengar-610632019
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Thrill Of The Hunt - M/F

For a moment Rengar sat in the bush, peering through the tall grass that reached up the rocky crag behind him. An ethereal wind blew, pressing his white fur back while casting out the sweeping blades to his side. In the distance he heard the clang of steel clashing against steel, yet he focused ahead, towards the imprints within the crumbling dirt that led a path towards a monstrous frog. Running a pointed claw over the bolas attached to his belt, he stilled his breath.

A clang resounded to his left, behind a congregation of boulders. The muscles in his right arm twitched, his claws sinking into the leather that held the small orbs of iron. Without flinching, he inhaled slowly, allowing the breath of the rift to rumble through him. A wild beast roared within him and began leaping about, banging upon his chest as it cried for release. With a sinister smirk, he sensed a whiff of human flesh just around the corner's bend. The beast howled and his eyes gained a yellow glow as he stormed through the bush and down the hallway of a path.

A lance flew through the air, striking the massive frog. Reeling back, he roared and bent forward, running on all fours towards the cross roads just ahead. The frog, screeching, hopped towards the pathway just as a tall, thin woman scurried from around the corner. As she ran forward towards her prey, her wild, ample black hair flew behind her like a great flag. Her tight-fitting attire, comprised of the leathers of fallen prey, clung to her body, revealing the boisterous curves of her form as she strode forward. Her muscles glistened deliciously against her skin, and all about her light fell around her, guiding her path and illuminating her bare backside. He smiled, then reared back, the weight of the bolas pressing into his palm.

Just at that moment she reclaimed her lance and spun a semi-circle in the dirt as she turned to face him. In a flurry the frog lashed out at her and she hopped to the side while launching her lance towards him. Pushing his weight onto his right shoulder, he dove into a roll and let the bolas fly towards where she would land. The lance flew past him, nicking and tearing through his left sleeve as he crashed to the ground, sliding ahead while the bolas looped around her ankles. A thick cloud of dust flew through the air as the two tumbled to the ground, side by side.

At once he threw down a trinket that glowed a fierce, noxious red while she in turn spiked a blue one of similar design next to it. The smell of copper licked at his nostrils and a trickle of dampness singed his left shoulder. The woman rolled about to face him, growling like a cougar as she raised her hands above her head, her fingers curved like claws. Smiling, he saw in her jade eyes the same thrill that bounced within his chest. She, too, took on a vicious smile even as he loosed a second bolas that slapped her wrists together with a twang. In a blur of movement her arms slapped behind her, thumping against her backside and knocking her forward. As she thudded to her stomach, he lunged at her, dragging her into a nearby, man-sized clump of jingling grass.

Her hair collapsed around her face like a vehement cloud as he dropped her to her front side. Sitting upon her back, he glanced at the twin wards, their icy and fiery lights sending an aura of bleak shadow around them. Nodding towards them, his voice rumbled from his throat, "We won't be disturbed." Glancing down at her, he watched as she fidgeted, her arms and legs twisting as they fought the bolas that wept around her. A light beamed around his eyes as he watched her fur boots whimper loosely against her skin, the leather sliding away from her as she struggled. A brief memory of techniques he had written off as useless flared within his mind and a wicked smile laced across his lips, revealing his sharp fangs.

At once he collapsed over top of her and, in a blur, he tucked her boots away, revealing her proud, bare soles. A river of wrinkles ran up and down them, sending several tributaries that arced down the valley of her arches and into the sides of her feet as she clenched her toes tightly together, barring her shiny black toenails at him. Lifting her head, she looked over her shoulder at him, an oaken will shimmering in her eyes as they tightened into knotty daggers. Glancing backward, he whipped roughly hewed words back at her. "Combat is but one of a myriad of ways to take down your prey.” She licked her deviously wound lips and a smirk rolled across his face as he slowly turned his eyes, allowing them to stroll along her naked feet, “And pain is but one tool in a hunter’s arsenal.”

Wrapping his fingers around her ankles, he watched her soles as they flinched, her toes curling tightly against her flesh while her feet shrunk into long, sharply curved crescents. "Tell me," he snarled out as he shimmied about, ratcheting his right hand around both of her ankles while he raised his left claw, "the truth of a rumor I've heard." His voice clawed through the air and her shoulders rose into her neck with a shiver. Lowering his pointed claws towards her flesh, he smirked at the obvious truth before him. "I have heard that human women are particularly sensitive..." his words shuffled about on all fours through the jungle around them as they hunted their mark. She trembled, a wide smile lighting her face. Setting his long nails against the centers of both of her soles, he wiggled them gently, draining them of color as he growled out, "Here."

As though a cataclysm ripped the ground out beneath him, she writhed around, bucking him into the air and nearly throwing him onto his side. Forcing himself back down through the air, he pressed tightly against her tender flesh, lashing a long streak that of stark white into her sensitive skin. Baroque laughter rippled from behind him, her voice smooth and civilized yet with raspy, throaty hues as wild and overgrown as the jungle around them. Drawing his nails down and over top of her heels, he raised his hand and began the path again, setting them beneath her toes and winding a curving path beneath them before lacing down the side of her foot then cutting across and down the middle of her arches. She kicked at the earth beneath him, raspy wheezes surging through her throaty giggles like vines penetrating the canopy above.

"Submit," he said coolly as he lifted all but one finger and began traipsing sharp, wide angles so that he scrawled thin lines across her sole as he moved towards her heel. Her feet began to lift away from the ground, yet he effortlessly held her to it so that she merely thumped against it like a thrilled rabbit. A small cloud of dust riled up, licking around the edges of her ankles as she tilled at the land. Beneath him, he felt her thrust at the ground and heard her shoulder digging into the soil as she coiled and contorted onto her side.

“Submit!” she called back at him before cackling like the moon as it overtakes the night sky, “I’m not at all ticklish!” Looking back at her, he watched as hysteria writhed across her face, zigzagging up her lips and into her cheeks. Pushing her chin into her chest, she scrunched her torso together as her lips spread far from her tightly grit teeth. Dark lines ran across her face, reaching for her tightly clenched eyes, and her shoulders flayed and slashed as though lightning arced through her. Her hair coiled beneath her and around her neck, veiling her face from him.

Dropping his fingers across the upper ends of her sole, he rattled them there, tapping at her flesh as he cruelly chuckled. Although he knew better than to play with his prey, he thought to himself, it would be such a waste to end this so quickly. Rolling his fingers downward, he slowly pricked the length of his fingers against her, his nails catching on her wrinkles and tugging before leaping over, only to do it again. With a shriek, she flipped back onto her stomach and began rolling from side to side, extending her neck outward as though to detach her head from her body. A thick odor of pleasure rolled around him like a purple fog, and he smiled wickedly as confused torment assailed her face.

With a nod towards the wards, he left smoky words spiral between his teeth. "Nobody will come for you," he cackled in an insidious rhythm with her laughter while she flopped against the ground like a fish out of water. A sinister look crept up his face, and he felt his fingers wiggle quickly, his claws scraping sacrament against her sacred soles while the fur along his fingers bristled, striking in wide, sharp angles. A gust blew through the trees above them, and a small wave of dust careened through the open path and over top of her cowering boots. He snickered, thinking to himself perhaps she should have better protected these prizes of hers.

In the distance the sound of a crystal shattering exploded through the air as a flash of multicolored light stained the skies beyond the canopy. Rearing back, he laughed coldly before turning towards his prey. "Submit or not," he said as he hedged forward and pressed his knees against the backs of her heels, relinquishing his right hand from its duty, "I will keep you occupied here for the duration of the match." With a wild and unruly breath of untamed determination he leapt forward, pawing at her feet with both hands.

At once she screamed and began crackling with scintillating yelps and maniacal cries, her lilting voice crinkling like tree bark and harmonizing with the symphony of life around them. She railed against the ground, her legs futilely flexing and tightening like a windstorm beneath his weight, her shimmying skin bearing the entirety of his assault. Extending her neck, she howled out a cry like a cougar during mating season as he rummaged across her private terrain without opposition. Her toes flicked and flexed as their determination waned, her soles surfing back and forth against the grass with a swishing uneasiness. As he watched their suffering, he found himself entranced by their beauty, unable to look away or cease his punishment. A savage wall of heat gripped his chest and his smile mirrored the crazed one that wracked her lips.

Enthralled by her, he felt a snarl grip his throat as a great ferocity washed over him. "Such easy prey," his voice clamored, menacing the swaying grass around them as his hands leapt away before latching around and biting into her ankles. Pushing down, he breathed quickly and heavily as he stared at her pink, sovereign soles, enthralled by their sensitivity and durability. Gritting his teeth tightly, he smiled and leapt forward, the thrill of the hunt commandeering him.

As though her soles were a great basin filled with a water that might elongate one’s life, he began to lick at her feet, lapping up the wonderful taste of her flesh. A short silence filled the air as she shook in place, the foreign and overwhelming sensations bottling up within her. Moments later she the makeshift cork she forged burst away as she gushed out crazed laughter. Her jaw dropped away as she opened the floodgates and let her emotions pour from her, forming a dense puddle around them. She laughed mightily as he slathered her soles with his long, smooth tongue, creasing them with a thin coat of saliva that eased his way across her, guiding him up and down. Defeated at last, she felt her toes spread away, allowing him entrance overtop of them.

His fingers crawled upwards, his thumbs biting into her heels as he gripped the tops of her feet, forcing them to endure his assault. With each passing moment he leapt from the rim of her heel, lapping up her foot and flaying the tip of his tongue across her spread toes before dashing down and lavishing her other foot with the same process. A generation of hunger guided him, telling him how to strike her savory sole. Whipping his tongue back and forth as he lashed upwards, he struck around the edges of her sole, lavishing the wrinkles that entrenched themselves there. Following them downstream, he curved into her arch, then with a smile bent forward and nibbled.

A howl erupted from behind him and he edged back, a mewling growl tumbling through him as his tongue pulled him upwards, sweeping around the ball of her foot towards her trembling toes. With a nod, he briefly bowed before them before slathering over them, striking up and over top of their paltry pads before striking between. A thick scent of swirling agony and pleasure set around him, choking out the earthly realm with their musty scent, and he chuckled to himself before separating his teeth and closing them over her largest toe.

He leapt about, darting from toe to toe as though dashing behind rock and tree, snacking upon her flesh momentarily as though banqueting at a great, unending feast before vanishing before his presence was made clear. Pressing his tongue against the outside of her foot, he wrapped it upward and slashed across the outer edge, then whipped at her toe. His heart raced and he lifted her feet slightly, blowing a breath across her damp soles, indecision plaguing him as his eyes darted at both of the bountiful meals before him. Pressing her soles tightly together, he struck his tongue between both at once, her feet rattling independently as she shimmied about on the ground. He moved with a desperate quickness, lapping up them again and again as though they might soon wither away, preventing him from enjoying himself to his fullest.

All the while she howled and screamed, an overabundance of sensation and sensitivity overtaking her while raw emotion blinded her. The heat that overtook him spilled out from him, flooding her and replacing the near empty basin of laughter that had once filled her. Her laughter took on fiery, heated hues that streaked scarlet through the air, staining it with forbidden emotion. Slamming her teeth tightly against one another, the word forfeit hounded at her, and yet she could not find the courage or willpower to say it. Her eyes bolted open as a blistering light overtook her.

Their bodies seemed to meld into one unit as they complemented the other’s movements, forming a coherent sphere of delirium. The air above them grew dark and blighted but still they moved, his tongue pampering her soles with a divine amount of sensation while she rewarded him with laughter that scrawled against the rocks and trees around them. Suddenly, the sky cracked, and a booming voice called out, "Red Team's Nexus has been destroyed." Stunned, Rengar released her feet, looking up from them as they landed against the ground with a gentle plop. A dazed look marred his face as he looked in the distance, then peered back towards his s******ing prey. With a sweaty, exhausted face, she looked up at him and with a mischievous smile mewled out, "Who kept who occupied?"
 
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