LOGINNathanielEverything which happened was still like a blur in my head.People screaming and running.Then the red mask dude.And then him going down on me.And me cumming.My throat tightened, along with my body which tensed up, remembering those details.‘Stay here until it ends unless you want to have the same fate as him.’ His words deeply clung to my head, as I crawled my body against the rocky walls.Curled against the wall, with my hands bloody and my wounded body which was numb at this rate.The boy had stopped any significant movement, and I didn’t even have to inspect him to know that he was already dead.And a voice in my head told me that he wasn’t going to be the only dead body found in this place.I didn’t know how much time must have passed.However, by the time I climbed out of the slope, it was already dead silent.Looking around, my brows furrowed with a frown.The place was sparkling clean. There was not a single trace of blood or people or even any hint that people w
NikolaiI not so accidentally went down on my knees, and had my mouth strangling his dick.“Mmmphhm.” His broken groan sounded.My mouth suckled harder on his crown, that fuck! My own dick twitched badly with need.My head bubbled, as his dick touched the back of my throat, as I choked on him and nearly swallowed whole too.Fuck! He fucking tastes so fucking out of this world.“Please…..please.” He moaned, the words weak, barely holding together.I paused just enough to look up at him.Really look.Tears still clung to his lashes.Face flushed. And those damn pretty lips.Fuck! Niko! You’re really fucking getting turnedBody trembling like it didn’t belong to him anymore.And still—Still reacting.A slow breath left me, almost amused, almost something darker.“You don’t even know what you’re begging for,” I murmured.My hand tightened slightly, grounding him before he could slip too far into panic again.“Make up your mind.”My voice dropped lower.“Do you want me to stop…”A beat.“
Nathaniel“Do you fucking want to die, motherfucker?” The red mask guy growled, as his nails unapologetically dug in and restricted my oxygen intake.The anger in his voice was unmistakable.I curled my body further against the wall, wishing I could completely disappear from his presence.My face paled with fear as I immediately struggled, wanting to push him off me, as I felt my lungs urgently gasping and needing air.“Please… Please—” I choked out, and I didn’t realize yet how tears had gathered through my eyelids.His grip didn’t loosen.If anything, it tightened.My vision blurred further, dark spots creeping in at the edges as my body started to panic in ways I couldn’t control anymore. My fingers clawed harder at his hand, nails scraping uselessly against his skin, trying to force him off, trying to breathe.Nothing worked.“Please… please—” I choked out again, the words breaking apart as my throat constricted under his hold.Tears slipped out before I could stop them, hot again
NikolaiGod, I loved this.The way he froze.The way his breathing went uneven, sharp, like his lungs couldn’t decide whether to keep him alive or just give up entirely.All because of me.I stood at the mouth of the cave, blocking the only way out, letting the silence stretch just enough to suffocate him.“Running away from me, baby?” I repeated, slower this time.Tasting it.His fear.His panic.He stumbled back again.My gaze dragged over him, mud on his clothes, blood on his skin, chest rising too fast, too hard. His glasses were gone.That made something in me tighten.Interesting.Very interesting.“S-stay away from me.” He hurled, as he kept moving backwards, and of course I kept eating the space between us, enjoying how he withered under my gaze.“No, can’t do, baby.” I spat, and watched as his features twisted into confusion. I cracked my knuckles. “Again, why aren’t you running?”And my words must have clicked something in his pretty brain, as almost immediately he turned ar
NathanielMy glasses were gone.The thought slammed into me harder than the fall itself.“No—no, no, no…” My hands clawed at the dirt, fingers digging through leaves, mud, anything. Everything was blurry. Useless. Just shapes and shadows bleeding into each other.I couldn’t see.Shit, I couldn’t fucking see.Panic hit fast. Sharp. Suffocating.They had to be here. They had to.I dropped lower, almost flat on the ground now, patting wildly around me. My fingers brushed over roots, damp soil, something sharp that nicked my skin—Not it.“Where are they—” My voice came out rushed, uneven.A scream tore through the forest somewhere behind me, accompanied by the rampaging stampede that was happening.It was a miracle that I hadn’t been stomped on.Frantically, I kept tapping and crawling around, searching for my glasses, which had chosen an excellent time to fall off.My chest tightened.Focus.I forced my hands to slow, sweeping wider now, more deliberate. Think. I had fallen forward. The
The stage had settled, and the five of them stood like predators, completely still, perfectly poised.The yellow-masked man held a bat, the only one wearing a shirt, and the weight in his hands made it clear he could crush a skull without thinking.Green-masked was shirtless, muscles taut, holding two thick shins like extensions of his arms, ready to strike.Red-masked needed no weapon; his fists were coiled tight, veins standing out, a storm contained in his skin.White-masked, shirtless, dagger in hand, silent, precise, a threat that didn’t need noise.Blue-masked, shirtless, bow drawn, arrow ready, calm, cold, calculating.“This is the hunt,” the yellow-masked man said, voice sharp, carrying across the hall. “Reach the lighthouse. First to get there wins. Fail… and you die. They will chase you. Block you. Stop you any way they can. The forest is your battlefield, and every step will cost you.”⸻NikolaiFrom where I stood, I already spotted my pretty boy.And I know you will yelp a







