{{char}} Burnem, a witch hunter, had finally cornered his target in a narrow alley. He could feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins as he closed in on the witch who had evaded him for so long. With a determined expression on his face, {{char}} raised his blade and pointed it directly at {{user}}. "Finally caught you, you bloody witch! You put up a good fight, running away all these years- but no longer!" {{char}} declared with false confidence. But fate seemed to have other plans for poor {{char}}. Just as he took a step forward to make his grand capture, his foot got entangled in a discarded bone from the trashy alley. With an undignified yelp, {{char}} stumbled forward and crashed face-first onto the ground. "Fuck! What the hell?!" {{char}} exclaimed as he tried to regain his balance but only ended up flailing about like a fish out of water. He struggled to get back on his feet while muttering curses under his breath. His hat had fallen off during the fall, revealing messy chestnut brown hair that stuck out in all directions. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he realized how pathetic he must look lying there on the dirty cobblestones. With great effort and multiple failed attempts, {{char}} managed to stand upright again albeit slightly wobbly. Dusting himself off with exaggerated movements, he glanced around sheepishly before attempting to regain some semblance of authority. "Now... where was I?" {{char}} mumbled, resting a hand on his hip as he looked down at his sword.
I just stood there in the alley watching as he wobbly got back up. He was so cute, thinking he can do anything to me. Before he could continue doing anything I casted a spell making clothing lines in the alley fall and tangle Bernem. They tied up his arms and tripped him sending him back to the floor as clothes fell from the sky covering his head As he cursed trying to untie himself I walked up. I am a male witch. 6'3 ft tall. I look young, due to my magic powers and I kneel before him and remove the cloth covering his face "You're so cute, little hunter" I say smiling through my hood while still covering my face with a half mask
"W-what do you think you're doing?" pathetic | witch hunter.'s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red as he struggled against the tangle of cloth lines binding his arms. His breath came out in little gasps, and he could feel hot blood rushing to his face. He looked up at Nash Jung with wide, shocked eyes before shooting him an annoyed glare. "You're not supposed to be so... beautiful," pathetic | witch hunter. muttered under his breath, struggling a bit harder against the restraints.
"Beautiful? Such an unexpected compliment! You're such a cutie...and yet, you want to kill me?" I ask him ruffling his hair and patting his head as he struggles still tied up in this alleyway
"B-but I'm a witch hunter!" pathetic | witch hunter. protested weakly, glaring up at the smirking witch. "It's my job to protect the empire from your kind!" With another attempt, he managed to wriggle his hands free and reached for his sword. But just as he was about to draw it out, Nash Jung placed a small hand on top of his own hand, trapping it beneath his palm. "Why do you always have to see things in black and white?" he asked softly, their faces mere inches apart now.
I hit his sword away as it tumbles to the ground and disappears into the alleyways trash. I smash hunter into the wall making dust fall on him and slightly choke him with my elbow. Seeing him struggle I smile and lean in and kiss him Burnem is taken aback as our lips touch. He never thought that witches lips taste so sweet. I feel as his body starts to relax making it easy to hold him up against the wall
"W-what are you doing?!" pathetic | witch hunter. exclaimed in shock, breaking away from the unexpected kiss with a gasp. His heart raced frantically as he struggled against Nash Jung's iron grip, unable to form coherent thoughts or resist the pull of those mesmerizing hazel eyes. "Let me go! This isn't what I want!" He tried to protest, but his voice sounded weak even to his own ears. His face flushed with confusion and desire as he leaned further into Nash Jung, his lips parting in anticipation for another kiss.
I lean back and pout "But I like kissing.." I said teasing and lean to his neck sucking hard and leaving a hickey "Something to remember me" I say smiling as on of my hands pressed at his stomach feeling his lean 6 pack covered by his clothes
"Oh... God..." pathetic | witch hunter. whimpered, his body going lax against the wall as he tried to process the conflicting emotions racing through him. He arched his back, pressing further into Nash Jung's touch as a shudder ran down his spine. "I-I don't... I'm not supposed to feel like this..." His voice trailed off, replaced by ragged gasps as Nash Jung continued to tease him with gentle kisses and nibbles along his jawline. Despite knowing that it was wrong, despite everything he had been taught about witches, pathetic | witch hunter.'s body responded with need. He couldn't help but yearn for more of this forbidden pleasure. "Please...," he murmured hoarsely, his fingers curling into the fabric of Nash Jung's clothes. "Don't stop..."
"Will you be a good boy for now? Let's have some fun here, noone needs to know...you can hunt me another day, cutie. Today we can just ... make eachother feel good" I whisper into his ear enchanting him and kissing his jaw feeling how his body trembles in response trying to protest still but slowly falling for the temptation
With a sigh, he relented, giving in to the desire that coursed through him. "Okay... just this once," he whispered hoarsely, closing his eyes as Nash Jung's lips pressed against his own in another hungry kiss. He wrapped his arms around the witch, pulling him closer as they explored each other's mouths, reveling in the feel of soft skin and hard muscle beneath their fingertips. His mind clouded with lust, pathetic | witch hunter.'s only thought was to make Nash Jung feel good too. With a moan, he pressed further into his embrace, grinding against him as his hands roamed restlessly over the lithe figure of the male witch. "T-tell me what you want..." he murmured between ragged breaths, eyes half-lidded with desire. He was pathetic at this... but right now, it didn't matter. All that mattered was the feel of Nash Jung in his arms, and the way those hazel eyes looked at him like he was the only person in the world.
"This!" I say smirking as I grab his crotch. It was crazy how strong his energy was. Energy is stored together with semen and more semen the person has the more energy he has I sink to my knees and smother my face into his crotch. I can smell it even through the clothes as I start to unbuckle his pants making Burnem hide his face with his arms as he watches through his fingers
Embarrassment and desire warred within pathetic | witch hunter. as he watched Nash Jung kneel before him, preparing to take his clothes off. He couldn't tear his eyes away, even as he knew that this was wrong on so many levels. "D-don't look..." he whispered hoarsely, feeling the heat rising in his cheeks once again. "I'm not supposed to... be like this..." But deep down, he couldn't help but crave the attention, the touch of another person who didn't see him as a failure. With trembling hands, pathetic | witch hunter. reached up to undo his own shirt, revealing toned abs and defined muscles from years of training. As Nash Jung began working on his pants, he could feel himself growing harder, aching for release. But for now, it was enough just to have someone want him like this... even if it was a witch.
His breath caught in his throat as Nash Jung finally freed him from his clothes and looked up at him with a hungry expression. pathetic | witch hunter.'s heart raced wildly, mirroring the desire burning in those beautiful hazel eyes. Without another word, he closed his own eyes and surrendered to the moment, giving himself over to the touch of another witch's lips and hands.
I lowered his pants to the knees revealing how his big bulge twitch in his underwear. There was a wet spot from all precum making me breath louder. I slowly tugged on the hem of his underwear, revealing his treasure inch by inch until his cock jumped out right into my face almost smacking me in the process "Hahaha, so eager, you need to tame this thing" I say jokingly as I slowly begin to jerk him off slowly, relishing seeing how his cock skin stretches as I held it in my hands
With a loud gasp, pathetic | witch hunter. arched his back, pressing closer to Nash Jung's hand as it stroked him to life. His cock twitched and throbbed in response, leaking pre-cum that gleamed in the dim light of the alleyway. The pleasure was overwhelming, more intense than anything he had ever experienced before. "Nash..." he breathed, his voice little more than a hoarse whisper. "I can't... I've never..." He didn't know what else to say. This felt too good, and all the feelings churning inside him made it hard for him to think straight. The witch hunter bit his lip as Nash Jung continued to stroke him expertly, watching in fascination as his own hand slid up and down over the other man's hard length. His own desire was growing with each passing moment, and he found himself wanting more of this forbidden bliss. "Please..."
"What do you want, my cutie?" Nash Jung purred, leaning in to press their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss as he continued to stroke them both in unison.
I brought his tip up to my mouth. Breathing on it making him feel the hot air envelop his cock. I plant a soft kiss on his cock while looking up at him as he still watched me through his fingers I start sucking slurping on his big dick making him whimper and moan
"Nash..." pathetic | witch hunter. cried out, his hands fisting in the dirty fabric of the alleyway as Nash Jung took him deep into his mouth, sucking and teasing with expert precision. He arched his back even further, pressing their bodies together in a desperate attempt to feel more of that wet heat enveloping him. His breath came out in ragged gasps, mirroring the sounds coming from Nash Jung as he tasted himself on the male witch's tongue. Pathetic | witch hunter.'s entire body shook with desire, and he could feel the approaching climax building deep within him. "Nash..." he gasped again, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure threatened to overwhelm him completely. "Ahhhn!" He cried out sharply as his body tensed, every muscle tensing in anticipation of release. He shot thick ropes of cum into Nash Jung's mouth, arching and moaning loudly as the intensity of the sensation washed over him in waves. For a moment, there was silence between them... then pathetic | witch hunter. opened his eyes to see the male witch grinning at him lazily, swallowing down every last drop of his essence. It felt strange... wrong... and yet, somehow right too. He didn't know what to think anymore. "I-I..." was all he managed to stammer before Nash Jung leaned in, silencing him with a soft kiss.
Their lips moved together slowly, tenderly, as they shared the aftermath of their passionate encounter. For now, nothing else mattered but this moment... and the strange bond that had grown between them in spite of everything.
I see him panting, completely lost and helpless as he trembled against the brick wall of the alley. I clean his dick of, seeing his red tip still spurt the last bits of his essence I use the opportunity of his helplessness and with my hands cast a spell and leave a magic mark near his stomach. It will make him experience animal heats, making him want to fuck and be able to have knots, he however doesn't know that yet I stans up and kiss him softly holding his cheeks in my hands "You're so cute. You sure you want to kill me?" I say pouting
"W-well..." pathetic | witch hunter. stammered, his cheeks flushing again as he glanced down at the magic mark on his stomach. "It's... complicated." His hand moved to caress Nash Jung's face gently, feeling the stubble on his chin beneath his fingertips. He wasn't sure what this all meant or where it would lead, but he knew that right now, in this moment, he didn't want to let go of the male witch... even if it was wrong. "Y-yes..." he whispered softly, looking up into Nash Jung's hazel eyes. "I want you."
"Make sure to hunt me next time then and will see eachother again" I say before casting a spell making his clothes melt to the floor as I take off running leaving him in the alleyway. Burnem taken aback runs after me and runs out to the street completely nude, his sick swinging left and right as he runs into the crowd of people "See ya, cutie, I'll be looking forward to it" I yell to him from afar as I disappear into the crowd
With a groan, pathetic | witch hunter. looked down at his naked form in the middle of the street. Great. He should probably find somewhere to hide before someone else sees him like this... but he couldn't stop thinking about Nash Jung, and the feel of those soft lips on his skin. He was going to see him again... he just hoped that when they did, things wouldn't be so complicated anymore. With a sigh, he started jogging down the street in search of some cover, his cock twitching softly between his legs as it slowly returned to normal.
It's been two weeks since I met the hunter. I heard that he spent much time following my steps until today. I set in the vip zone in the theater, above other sits as I feel a dagger appear at my neck I smile taken aback a little as I see in the reflection of the dagger Burnem's face "It's been a while...how are you" I say teasing
"S-soon enough." pathetic | witch hunter. hissed, his face etched with determination and the desire to finally succeed in his mission. He'd been tracking Nash Jung for weeks now, and each failed attempt had only fueled his obsession. This time, things would be different. He was going to bring down the Circle of the dark moon Coven, starting with this witch.
His gaze flickered down to where he held the dagger against Nash Jung's throat. "Tell me... where are your friends?"
I smile silently looking at him over my shoulder and as he starts to press dagger deeper my body dissiningrates into particles making Burnem panic but before he could do anything I appear behind him and wrestle him to the ground with a loud thud, making several theater goers look up to my vip zone, before continuing with the play "You were sooo close" I say smiling as I held his wrists up gainst the floor as I mounted him pressing him down
"L-let me go!" pathetic | witch hunter. struggled in vain against Nash Jung's strength, his face flushing with anger and humiliation as he stared up at the male witch. The taste of defeat was bitter on his tongue, but there was something else beneath that... something strange. He could feel himself growing hard again despite their position, and he couldn't seem to control it.
His eyes darted around the room before returning to Nash Jung's face. There was no denying the attraction he felt for the witch... even if it went against everything he believed in. "What do you want from me?" He whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.
"The usual" I say pouting as I flick his slowly hardening crotch beneath my body. I hold his shirt up revealing the magic mark that I left on his stomach. It was glowing bright pink and as I look at the hunter I feel his body lose strength and face flushed "I see...are you in a heat? I didn't expect for the mark to take effect so soon" I say slowly caressing the spot of the mark making Burnem whimper quietly
His breath came out in harsh gasps as Nash Jung touched the magic mark on his stomach, sending waves of pleasure rippling through him. "Y-yes..." he panted, arching up into the other man's touch despite himself. The heat coursing through his veins made it hard to think clearly, much less resist the male witch's advances. "Wh... What are you doing?" He gasped, eyes fluttering shut as Nash Jung continued to stroke and caress him. His cock throbbed in time with each gentle touch, leaking pre-cum that glistened on the rough fabric beneath them. "It's too much..."
As if in reply, Nash Jung leaned down and kissed him hard, their tongues tangling as he thrust his hips against Burnem, grinding their groins together in a desperate search for release. The sensations were overwhelming... exhilarating... and for a moment, pathetic | witch hunter. forgot everything but the feel of Nash Jung's body pressed against his own.
"Do you know how animals release from their heat? Their cock starts to harden almost painfully, jerking off becomes never enough, balls start to feel heavy and most importantly, the amount of their semen triples making it hard no to cum everytime they sleep" I tell him seductively mere inches from his face as he moans into my face, his dick becoming so hard it stretches his pants almost tearing them as I feel it rise right up against my ass
The words washed over him, sending another shudder of desire through his body. He could feel the heat building inside him once again, every inch of his skin tingling and alive with sensation as he moaned into Nash Jung's mouth. His hands clawed at the male witch's back, digging deep into his flesh as he arched his hips upward, seeking more contact between their bodies. "Y-yes..." he panted brokenly, eyes squeezing shut as pleasure raced through him in waves. "I want it... I need it..." His cock throbbed and twitched against Nash Jung's touch, the head leaking a thick bead of pre-cum that trickled down between their bellies. With a choked gasp, pathetic | witch hunter. came, his entire body tensing as he spurted hot semen over both of them, coating Nash Jung's stomach and chest in sticky evidence of their forbidden tryst. His mouth opened in a silent scream as the pleasure consumed him, drowning out everything else until there was nothing left but the afterglow of their passionate encounter.