#taabe smut

[velvet-paradox]

Taken (Part Two)

Summary: Things definitely aren't going as planned and you find out there IS something stalking the woods, will it leave you or take you out?

Length: Long

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, reader discretion is advised, established relationship, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v, mentions of death, mention of animal death, mentions of blood, animal death, smut, strong language, explicit content, pregnancy talk, kidnapping.

Tagging: @synnersaint @da-zais @maskedforareason @am-1983 @erensbrow @mynameisabsinthe @capondi

ENJOY!!!

Taabe slotted his fingers between your own at the apex of your thighs, resting them against your spread legs. His eyes were closed, clouded in bliss while his mouth worked you over. 

You gasped his name and bucked your hips, only a few others had gotten pussy clearance level like Taabe and he was the only one to do her justice. He was quick to figure you out two years ago, he had a good memory and picked up on cues, even if they were just barely visible to remind himself the next him he was granted permission to taste you.

You arched and wiggled around on the bed. 

"I know petal, I know. Feels good though, doesn't it? Having my tongue on you... mmm, best dessert ever." Your husband, drunk on you already, half moaned against your thigh. He snuck a quick bite of the meat but soothed it with a soft kiss. 

He had a way to make you forget, to clear your mind and wipe the slate clean. You felt him watching you as you ate outside, enjoying the quiet before heading back to the hustle of the city in a few days. Vacations never long enough to thoroughly enjoy, let alone with something preying on animals out here added to the plate. At least if it's an animal or some sick sinister poacher, you two were warm and safe in your cabin.

Taabe moaned against your cunt, poking and proving his tongue with short, pointed licks to your leaking entrance.

He rolled you over at some point, your bodies becoming one tangled, sweating, moaning mess. You cried into the pillows when you felt the blunt head of his cock rub wetly between your folds, the crown of it catching on your entrance. 

You could feel him chuckled when you lifted your rear to hurry and get him inside you. He titled his hips a bit to give him the leverage he need and pushed all the way in, taking his time to bottom out.

"Fuck yes." The wispy ends of his long hair danced over your shoulders.

"Fill me up so good." You held onto the sheets, gathering them up in your hands.

"Mmmm I know petal, you take it like a real champ," Taabe leaned down and kissed the back of your head as he started to move his hips. "You like that don't you, baby? having me work you open for me. Still so fucking wet and skin fucking tight around me."

"Yes. Yes I love it."

Taabe chuckled again, pushing himself up to his elbows and worked himself against you, your slick coating his cock, slipping in and out at a breath punching pace.

"Fucks sake... if I didn't fuck a baby into you last time I sure am tonight!"

You squirmed and mewled for him, one hand leaving the hold on the covers to grab at his bare and thick thigh, nails digging into the meat of his cheek. He praised you, sneaking a hand underneath you to cup your mound, to press and circle your clit to get you off.

"Oh fuck, fuck me just like that. Just like that."

" 'm so fucking deep in your pussy right now, incredible."

You hung your head and tried your best to hold onto the engorging coil in your belly, fire stoked and played with by your thrust husband. "Not gonna' last baby, please. Make me cum, need to cum."

"Oh I know baby, I know. You're doing so fucking well, just hold on a little bit longer. Can you do that for me, petal? Wanna' cum together, I'll fuck you through it."

Taabe was out of breath, panting your name like it was the only thing he knew how to say. You smiled, blissed the fuck out and riding the tidal wave of pleasure and desire. The want to please him and yourself, to cum together. Taabe liked to mention how cock drunk you'd get, now here he was drunk and slurring from your cunt.

....

As if your husband knew what lay ahead, holding your head and nuzzling his smooth face against your own did you hear the foreshadowing words; "Keep an eye out for bears."

You wanted to return the favor as Taabe had done for you that morning, going down to the lake bed wasn't off limits or an unfamiliar route. You wanted to bring him a few rocks to add to your collection back home. You weren't expecting to see two cubs playing and rolling around across the way, so easily. Granted , yes, you were out in the elements, in their surroundings and home of the forest but, every other time you and/or his family had come up to the cabin, you had only seen footprints of bears, not actual, big fuzzy creatures. You ducked and flattened your chest and belly to the grass on your side, the rushing current deterring any other sound.

Fuck.

The two cubs were more preoccupied with tussling amongst themselves then with you, that tipped the scales in your favor but you weren't sure and couldn't see where their mother was. That made you nervous and as much as you willed yourself not to think and worry a fucking hole into the situation about it to cause your heartrate to jump, you couldn't help it.

You inched your way from the tumbling cubs, one pounced on the others' back, chomping lightly on the thick skin of their siblings neck with a cute but terrifying growl.

There was a clicking, almost rattle like behind you. Yet there was nothing there when you stole a chance to look. You quietly rolled along the bank, dirt and grass covering your city-girl scent the longer you and your husband stayed out in the wilderness. An added bonus, you thought, but not good enough.

The next unforeseen roll in the had you yelping as you pinched your back on a storm thrown branch. The little bears stopped in their play, beady eyes searching for the disruption. You held your breath.

Too late.

The loud sniffing of the mama bear thankfully came from the other side of the lake, but still way too close for any inkling of comfort. You pressed your face into the dirt. Shitshitshitshit.

It wasn't enough. You took a peek and unfortunately caught the eye of the giant bear, she stood up on her hind legs and roared. You'd been spotted. It was far too late and well overdue to try and yell and clack the rocks you'd found together to frighten her away. Your heart lurched into your throat. She roared again and wobbled a bit into the rushing water.

You jerked at the burly sight, another unfortunate event which made her snuffle the air again. That strange clicking clicked behind you and instead of looking for its' source you carefully pulled the long, flat grass and slipped into the water. Maybe, just maybe if you kept a low profile you could use the current to your advantage and coast along with it. If you could just cover your mouth, these waters were jagged like teeth from the rocks that had tumbled down. It would shred your clothes and your body, bears can smell blood...

Mama bear dropped down onto all fours then, another roar and gnashing of her teeth echoed as a few rocks tumbled into the water behind you. Knowing to never turn your back on a beast, let alone one in the absolute wild, you took your chance and hopped up in the middle of the lake and bolted. Your panicked splashing on two legs was drowned out by her four.

You didn't scream. You didn't dare scream even though every joint in your body willed you to. Even when you heard that clicking sound.

There was a well built beaver dam just ahead, the mama bear close behind and you felt the rush of her air and speed and chose to dive under the current. Catching the hole the (thankfully!) plump beaver had built you pulled yourself through the thick lake mud, coating your body and clothing. The bear rushed up to the dam, a harsh wave in her flurry doused you with water as you covered your mouth, terrified of the gnashing teeth and razor sharp claws.

....

Your clothes were ruined, your body still reeling and shaking from the encounter of a fucking lifetime. It was so big, so ravenous. Your socks were squishy and the evening air made you shiver as you held yourself and made it back to the cabin.

Without a care in the world you watched Taabe hum to himself in the doorway of the kitchen, moving a light tune coming from an old radio that until now, you were certain was for decoration only.

The smell of sautéed onions filled your noise, better than the dirt and grim from the lake bed.

Your steps were soggy.

Taabe moved from one side of the kitchen to the other, only stopping with a genuine smile when he caught sight of you. But that quickly changed and he was rushing towards you, you couldn't hear what he was saying but his facial expressions were frantic as he shook you.

"Hey hey! petal, what's wrong? what happened?"

You came to and stared at your husband, he cupped your face.

"It's not... not safe out there."

"What? what happened? jeez, you're fucking soaked! let's get you out of these clothes before you get sick." Taabe helped you into the bathroom, the two of you just barely fit as he sat you down on the toilet and he helped take off your socks and shoes.

You stood under the water, watching the dirt glide down the drain. You wanted to scrub the junk from under your nails, images of what happened or could have happened by the lake flashed behind your eyes every time you shut your eyes.

Fur. Fangs. Claws. Blood.

"Here," your husband softly said with a steaming mug of tea, sitting you down on the couch, wrapped in an oversize hoodie and spare sweats. "Do you feel better?"

"Better would be an understatement," you chuckled without humor. "We should go."

"Why? did you run into someone out there?"

"No. Not exactly," you took a hot sip and let it warm through you before turning to look at him next to you, concern on laden on his eyes and mouth. "There's something out there, Taabe."

"What did you see?"

You took a shaky breath and another sip before explaining. 

"... it was massive, bigger than the mama bear and twice, no... ten times as ferocious! it was like I could only make out half of its' frame, like it was shrouded with something. It made this terrible clicking sound and killed that bear, right next to me in the lake. Swiped it right open. Blood went everywhere, it covered its' head with it," you recalled with a shiver, seeing something so grisly up close made your mouth water. "I was lucky it was preoccupied so I could get out of that dam and coast down stream."

Taabe wiped his mouth.

"It wasn't from here... or maybe it was but-- it's face..."

Taabe looked at you then, taking the warm mug from your hands. "What about it?"

"It was like..." you brought up both hands and pinched them together. "Like pincers or mandibles. Not like--"

"Mandibles" Taabe took a long drink of your tea and set it down on the coffee table. "Yautja."

"What?"

"Yautja. The elders used to tell us stories about them, warned us about them, tried to frighten us before bed so we'd come home on time, in fear of getting caught in one of their nets. They're hunters, predators," Taabe gave you a curious look as he spoke. "You weren't a threat to it."

"What does that mean?"

"That's why you were able to escape it. They're supposed to have these helmets that can sus out the nearest threat, it only challenges something the deem worthy of a fight. To the death. Thankfully then, the bear was revved up because of her cubs being close to you, it attacked her and not you."

"Do you think it would follow me then, follow me here!" you jumped up and ran to the door and locked it, even though it was already locked up tight. 

"No petal, you weren't a threat. It wouldn't track you unless you meant harm to it." Taabe was after you, his warm hands on your shoulders. "You're safe now. But you're right, if that Yautja is out there we should leave."

"Taabe, I'm scared."

"I know, petal. Lucky for you, you have an incredibly brave and capable husband." He chuckled at your guff of approval, hugging him tightly when he turned you around.

He was right but you were still nervous about that thing outside, the name of it circling your head like tiny, cartoon birds.

Yautja.

....

You couldn't sleep. Quick flash images of that bipedal creature, with it's claws and working jaw, drinking blood, no doubt the creature that took down those buffalo. Took trophies. That unexplainable sound, the clicking.

You sighed and got out of bed, mindful of a soundly sleeping Taabe beside you. He snorted when you placed the hand that was on your hip, to the mattress and went to the window.

Wind blew through the trees, the moon shone brightly between the gaps in the leaves. You hoped that it didn't follow you, that whatever heat signature you'd left wasn't enough for it to catch on to your heat.

"What're doin'?"

You looked over your shoulder, no matter the season Taabe was one to sleep shirtless, and rubbed his jaw on his shoulder.

"Can't sleep."

You just caught a small smile on his face. "Thought so. Want me to eat you out again?"

You chuckled. "Really?"

"Yes really," he preened in the darkness. "You know I'll do it just for fun."

"You're insatiable."

"Isn't that why you married me?" He joked and patted your empty side of the bed.

"No," you left the window and climbed back into bed, wrapping your limbs around him. "I married you for your cock, not your mouth."

"Yeah right." Taabe laughed and kissed you. "You're a terrible liar."

Your husband was right, you weren't any good at fibbing or white lies, even omissions made you sick and you had an eager need to confess when you did. Taabe had you out of your mind, nothing of what happened at the lake made any coherent sense as he spread your legs apart, his mouth seeking out any flesh he could get his lips and blunt ends of his teeth on once he got those sweatpants off. 

Nipping the chunky flesh of your inner thigh, groping the outsides of them as he navigated his tongue between your folds. Taking his time to capture your inner labia between his lips, making you arch and reveal that part of yourself.

"Baby, you read me like a book..."

Taabe nodded against you, hooking his arms and hands around your hips, an attempt to slow your wriggling. Your labored breathing like music to his ears, you could tell he couldn't help himself and nor you as he left your pussy wanting more, rolling you onto your side, his hand beneath your shirt as the other pulled down his own pants and rutted against you. Slipping hotly between your wetness, gathering what wetness he could before plunging himself deep in one fluid, rocking motion. You mewled and bit at the sheets.

....

It's noticeable how quiet the woods are, no chirping, nothing. You hoisted your bag over your shoulder, following your husband down the path to your car, to sanctuary. A leak but safe air hung around as you walked, noting the empty headed skulls of animals laid at your feet, bloody pools that stunk. Even small creatures were considered a threat apparently.

Taabe cut down a few wiry vines and bushes along the way, making way for your feet. You trudged behind him then stopped when that clicking sounded again. You stopped and looked around. Nothing in sight, you kept on until a single, thick metal arrow nearly clipped your ear.

You ducked and grabbed for your partner.

His wild eyes told you to be silent, a single finger to his lips as he crept a bit further, telling you to stay put.

Peering around, another arrow shot out, just beside you into a fallen log. You held your breath.

The clicking sound was deafening, covering your ears after tapping where Taabe had slipped through your fingers. You called his name as another arrow came flying through the air, ducking down as you had by the lake you made out the creature. The monster. The Yautja. Sizable and menacing it sniffed around, its' bone helmet seeked you both out behind the brush.

Taabe circled back and attempted a headlock, your husband was big but not big enough to engross the predator. Taabe landed on his back with a grunt, fishing for his weapons when you clapped, trying to get its' attention. It snarled and started towards you in heavy, thick strides. 

"Petal! iNo!"

The scary creature chased you down the hill, even when you tumbled and rolled, kicking up dirt and debris. Vines roots roots tore your sleeves as you landed in a small clearing. You caught your breath and ran, zig zagging through trunks and brush untii you thought you were out of reach.

You tucked and rolled behind a thick fallen log, catching what you could for breath. Taabe threw his hatchet towards it, landing into the trunk with a CHUNK.

The air was stifling, a fog of heaviness leaves you panting for breath, hidden behind the log. Another arrow hit the trunk of the tree in front of you, scrambling back you knock your head against the barrier. Tears have long spilled from your eyes. You're exhausted. You're desperate. The safety of your car miles and miles away by now seemed hopeless. You'd die out here.

You didn't dare look behind you, the sounds of Taabe grunting and fighting, whooping when he'd made a direct hit. You did steal a glance when it grew quiet.

Peering just over the log you watched the alien beast turn in circles, Taabe wasn't in your line of sight but you knew he was around. The creature made that clicking sound again, with a rush of leaves Taabe came running full speed, an attempt to spear the thing with its' own arrow your husband had plucked at some point.

Taabe broke through its' skin, it gave out a terrible screech as Taabe used the talon sharp edge to slice at its' legs. He came quickly to your side of the tree, hiding behind the opposite side, out of breath and waiting.

The alien stomped and roared. Taabe hopped over the log to you, a few scratches slashed his face and hands, you'd have to disinfect them with that little emergency kit Naru had given you for Christmas last year.

"This is as far as I go. No more." Taabe grabbed your hand, bloody and covered with muck, he gave it a squeeze. He gripped the hilt of his hatchet with the other. "This is it."

"What? no no no don't say that."

"It thinks I am the threat; not you."

No. This was wrong. Taabe wasn't supposed to use those words unless he meant them, and surely he didn't mean them now. He'd be willing to do just about anything for the comfort and safety of hiss family and friends, you were certainly more than that. He couldn't mean them. He just couldn't!

"No! We're supposed to do all things together, Taabe."

"And we are, petal."

"I don't want you to--"

"You can't go where I'm going," he cupped your face, squishing your cheeks like he'd always done, assurance that you weren't able to say anything further. His glassy brown eyes told you more than his voice ever could as he pressed his forehead to yours. "Not yet."

"Taabe!"

"Take care of our family." His kiss was feverish and on the verge of being sloppy. It tasted salty. "I love you petal."

"No Taabe wait!"

He didn't.

He let out a war cry and went to fight another round. Only this time you scrambled up after him. You took out your blade and made your way to help but... the predator was choking Taabe with both claws, hefting him up into the air. Your husband kicked and scratched at the gnarled hands, his hair shaking from side to side.

You screamed his name and they both turned to you. The alien snarled and moved out of the way when you took aim and chucked your blade at it, it stuck into the meat of its' thigh.

Taabe held out his hand for you to stay put. You aren't the threat...

As the creature looked at you, he gave Taabe a hard shake by the neck and tossed him like a used tissue, Taabe's head hit a tree funny and made a sickening sound. The laid limp and still face first in the dirt. 

Your scream was shrill and terrible.

Through your hysterics and shock you fell to the ground, a mechanical hiss sounded behind you. Large footfalls crunched the branches and debris on the ground, the Yautja Taabe mentioned, bent on to its' haunches and looked over your husbands' body.

Its' large clawed hand cupped the back of his head and you screamed.

"No! you leave him whole," the Yautja, without it's bone-like mask tilted its' head to you. You swallowed and got your bearings, what was left of your nerves and at this point without your husband, you had nothing to lose. Its' features completely foreign with or without the armor. And maybe it would kill you too. "He needs to be whole."

The beast looked down at Taabe, longer than what was comfortable. You wiped your face and eyes.

"You should be proud to have a warrior for a mate, he was a worthy opponent."

You felt your knees weaken at the low timbre and sound of this alien creature speaking to you. In English and not some garbled space language.

"You... Y-you can talk."

It looked at you and took its' hand off your husbands' skull. "Of course."

"And you understand..."

It nodded.

"Fuck you," you shook out and stumbled to your feet, kicking up some dirt and leaves as you marched up to it. "Fuck you! You took my partner you big fuck," you pushed his scaly flesh but he didn't even move, just gave you a curious look. "You-- he was my husband! My Taabe and you just... fuck you."

"Apologies little one, just know he will make a fine-"

"He won't make a 'fine' anything! If you need a fucking trophy take this instead," you spat on shoulder, again he didn't make a move as you crouched down, stroking Taabe's fine hair. You'd never feel them between your fingers again, to help wash and condition it in your shower back home. Home seemed so far away. You sniffled and blinked the tears that slipped out, splotching on the ground as you dug in Taabe's back pocket, fishing out his keepsake.

You held it to your chest and rolled it over one final time in your hand. "Here. This is Taabe's trophy, he earned it on his first hunt with his father."

The alien took the leather wrapped antler, it looked puny in his palm, the nail of his thumb was damn near twice the size. He sniffed it and his mandibles twitched, they looked insanely sharp and just as menacing as he did when he stood at its' full height. To your surprise he gave it back to you.

"You keep it."

"Why? Taabe said you guys are head hunters, collect trophies."

"We do," he stood, slowly and placed his mask he was clutching with his other claw, back on, tubular almost dreads swaying over his shoulder. "As I said; your mate was worthy. Which means so are you."

"Huh?"

"You'll make a better trophy, I can put you on display for my brothers and sisters."

"What? No. I'd rather you kill me."

"That can be arranged."

Without so much as another peep the alien grabbed you by the collar of your shirt, hoisting you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing. Your piercing screams and flailing didn't slow the alien down, with a stead pace he carried you into the forest, away from Taabe, away from your life, your world. 

"Put me down! No no no," you punched his shoulder and cried, your arms aching to stay with your husband, to hold him. "Taabe!"

The alien grunted out something in another language and punched what looked to be coordinates onto his arm that held you.

"Taabe..."

Tears streamed down your face and your palm felt hot, gripping the bound antler tighter as he carried you away. Through blurry vision and sobs for your partner, you swore you saw him move. Maybe lifted his head a little, one arm out stretched to you on the forest floor.

But you couldn't be sure.

[imasimpyes]

Gahn'tha-cte

It's posted on Ao3 as well!

Main paring: Feral Predator/Taabe (Prey 2022)

Tags: Smut, Alien Sex, Predator/Prey, Human/Monster Romance, Rare Pairings, Large Cock, Size Difference, Size Kink, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Fisting, No Incest, Sibling Bonding.

Warnings: graphic smut

How shameful Taabe is, how ashamed he should feel about himself. He watched everything happen, saw how the lion made it's way towards his sister, cornering her until she was distracted by the light in the clouds.

Yes, he'd seen it too.

The lion took advantage of it, and pounced. He near screamed for his sister and rushed to her side as she layed unconsious on the ground.

The lion had gotten away when he carried Naru back to the village.

Taking a torch with him, he returned to the same tree. Used the same tactic as his sister and yet diminished her. It was Naru's plan that made him succeed.

Well, there was the help of whatever it was out there. Stalking him and the lion from wherever it was hidden in the night.

***

Taabe felt the presence of another being not too far behind him the moment the lion came back into view.

Hesitantly and stupidly, he opened his mouth to speak. "Who are you?"

The only reply he recieved was a trill then an animalistic growl.

His entire body tensed. The growl was a warning, not because he had offended whatever it was but because he had become distracted and the moment he felt his limbs again, the lion was staring right at him.

Jaw open wide, baring it's teeth at him and let out a roar. It resounded all around the jungle.

Taabe audibly swallowed, he exhaled a trembling breath when, suddenly, a sharp and shiny object flew over his head, stabbing the big cat in front of him.

It's pained screech was followed by another growl. To which Taabe realized wasn't from the lion.

It was deeper, louder, more intimidating and it was standing right behind him. Taabe could feel it's breath against his nape.

"Use" A blade was presented to him from behind. The outstretched arm was tattered in scars and patterns. Was it skin? Was it armor? It's color wasn't natural.

"W-what?" He stuttered.

It repeated, "use".

Oh. It wanted him to use the blade.

With the feeling of uncertainty crawling up his spine and gnawing at his brain, he took the blade and used it to scewer the lion. Killing it.

Silence enveloped them. Merely the whistle of the wind and the rustle of leaves were heard.

"I..." Taabe began, voice trembling still.

"Do not. Ooman keep meat" It said. Stomping of feet were all Taabe heard now. He wasn't mentally prepared to see what exactly it was.

But he didn't have to be. For whatever the thing was, wasn't even there.

His eyes widened, mouth agape at the sight of the lion being picked up by the skin of it neck. It was lifted in the air, being held up by absolutely nothing.

"Keep. Ooman rightfully claimed it." The distorted voice spoke. Why was nothing there in front of him? There was obviously a voice. So... why?

Taabe's world began to waver and he could feel his body sway. His vision blurred before it blackened.

***

Had he feinted? Why wss he back in the tent? Wasn't he out there with... with it.

Perhaps it was all a dream?

"Taabe." His sister, Naru, kicked him awake.

"Ow" On reflex, Taabe had said.

"Get up" She crouched in front of him, shaking his arm annoyingly.

With an eye roll, he sat up.

"Ou-"

"Wait, Naru" He finally said with a sigh.

It was returned to him, only much more frustrated and Naru left the tent.

Taabe's eyes followed her movements. Why was she mad? What happened last night? How did he get here?

He followed Naru's directions and made him presentabke before showing himself to the rest of the village.

Smiles and greetings were given to him while the chief had the same gentle look in his eyes as he held the war chief staff in hand.

"Taabe" He spoke, motioning him to move forward.

So he did. And he now stood right in front of him. Confused, and worried. Taabe stayed silent.

Until the staff was given to him.

Taabe blinked several times. What?

A celebration was held even whime Taabe held the confused expression on his face.

Naru, of course, had noticed and walked towards him.

"What's wrong?" She asked in a quiet tone.

"What... happened?" He tried. Feeling weird all over with the staff now in his palm.

"Villagers found you. Passed out in front of them with the lion on your back" She explained.

Did it carry him back here? What... Taabe was still confused. Honestly, even more than he was before.

"Did you see it?" Naru asked.

He turned his attention to her again, "hm?"

"Did you see it?" She repeated.

He shook his head, no.

"But... I heard it" He saw a determined light shine in his sisters eyes.

"Naru. If you wish to seek it out, I want to come with you" He knew that was her plan, and he wanted to keep her safe.

Alone with meeting it again, of course.

His sister gave him a sly, approving smile.

"Fine" She agreed.

They both nodded to each other, determined. Most probably for different reasons.

***

They woke earlier than the rest, careful not to alert anyone and they went on their way.

Straight into the jungle.

"How did you hear it? What did it sound like?" Naru spoke first.

"It was distorted. It's voice wasn't human, Naru." He said.

"You didn't believe me before." Naru halted, suddenly upset.

"I want to keep you safe" He half-lied.

"You think i'm not capable on my own." She stated, not asked.

"Naru. It's not that, It's just- I had to ca-"

"Carry me back? When you were passed out in front of us by the time you got back?" She said. Pointing a finger at him.

"It attacked me!" Taabe raised his voice.

"It attacked me to!" Naru yelled louder.

Taabe sighed. He didn't want to turn what was supposed to be an already stressful mission into a screaming match with his sister.

"Whatever. Let's keep moving." Naru ignored his protests and calls of her name.

The whimper of Sarii alterted them. Shutting them both up in an instant as worry washed over them.

"Sarii" Taabe was first by his side.

"Sarii!" Naru rushed to him.

There was a bear trap right on the tip of his tail.

Without a moment of hesitation this time, Taabe pulled apart the teeth of the trap while Naru readied her remedies.

She took hold if Sarii's wounded tail before spreading whatever it was around it.

To show his thanks, Sarii licked both their cheeks and it made them relax, smiled resting on their faces now.

***

Perhaps Taabe had been too hasty. He decided it was a good idea to separate from his sister. Allowing her to hunt whatever she could find while he searched for the beast.

Their deal was to meet back at their makeshift campsite by nightfall. To not attract any lerking predators when there was already one they were trying to hunt.

Taabe heard a loud roar. A bear, not of the other beast. Then a bark from Sarii.

"Naru!" He screamed, running as fast as he can.

"Taabe!" Naru turned her head in panic.

"Where's Sa-" Just in time, Sarii's bark called their attention. She ran in their direction with a brown bear chasing after her.

A stuttered cry was let out by Naru, she was first to turn and run. Pulling Taabe with her when he stayed put.

"I'll shoot at it!" He yelled.

"You won't be able to aim!" Naru yelled back.

She slipped and fell into a patch of broken up wood that created an arc. He went to catch her only for the bear to roar once again right at his face and he jerked back.

It turned it's attention back to his sister. Breaking apart the roots to reach a paw at her, attempting to wound her.

"Hey!" He screamed out. Trying to gain it's attention.

It stayed turned at his sister.

"Hey!!" He screamed louder, his voice breaking.

Taabe readied his bow, taking aim and preparing to let go of the string.

Just for the bear to be forcefully pulled away from Naru by the leg.

They both stayed still in their positions. Staring wide-eyed as an invisible thing wrestled the bear.

It looked unreal to Taabe. He saw Naru in his peripheral view, with the exact expression he has.

So this is real?

Lumious green liquid splashed into the water and along the bear's snout.

There was deffinetely something there, especially with the screech that resounded all around.

Taabe forced his bosy to move, picking up the bow he realized he had let go of. And repositioned himself, this time, immediately letting go of the string and perfectly hitting the bear in the eye.

The invisible thing showed it's hand.

The patterns! They were exactly the same! The color of it's skin was just as he remembered from a few nights ago.

"Naru! Come here!" He called to his sister, who thankfully reacted and eent to his side. Breaking the side to escape.

They both watched the... thing. Carry the bear with both it's arms.

Blood poured onto it and Taabe finally saw what aided him.

A monster. It was a literal beast.

***

The monster turned to face Taabe. Tilting it's head.

"Is it looking at you?" Naru asked in nothing but a whisper.

"It's looking at me." He confirmed.

It continued to stare, just as they stared back.

Now that Taabe could actually see it, the monsters physique was nothing like what he'd expected.

His blood rush south and Taabe felt the twitch of his cock under his clothing.

Awkwardly, he tried to peek at Naru through the corner of his eye.

Thankfully, all her attention was on the thing in front of them, flexing it's defined muscles and leting out a victorious roar. Holding up the dead bear as if it were a prize.

"Should we run?" Naru wondered, turning half her attention to him.

"No. No, it-it'll chase after us" Taabe gathered the strength he had into not allowing his voice to crack and expose the feeling he had blossoming deep inside him.

The beast still looked at him before dropping the bear. It's body hit the water with a splash and made Naru lose her balance. Taabe's arm instinctively wrapped around her waist to keep her from falling.

It would be a lot more difficult to run again if she was sitting on the ground.

The beast's motion stopped. Tilting its head once again before resuming.

"Taabe" Naru whispered while it made a move towards them.

Taabe saw no true hostility in how the monster walked, so he stayed standing.

Naru, on the other hand, was panicking.

"Taabe!" She screamed just as the monster made a trill.

No, it wasn't a trill. It was a sound of curiosity.

It's head tilted down and all the color in Taabe's face disappeared. He knew what it was looking at. The tent in his pants was that obvious now.

"Naru, go first" He let go of his sister, pushing her away.

"What? No!" She shouted.

"Naru, go first." He repeated. His tone was full of authority, the kind he used when he was either mad or irritated at his sister.

Though he wasn't made at her right now. Maybe she knew that, maybe she didn't. Either way, it made her feet take her away.

His attention had gone from the monster to his sister, that the moment he returned to it.

The beast was standing right in front of him.

He audibly gulped while his cock twitched once again in his pants.

"Aroused" This was by far, the most embarassing moment in Taabe's life.

A thing not of this world was seeing how vulnerable Taabe was at the moment. A vulnerability only his future wife was supposed to see.

"Aroused jehdin" It spoke again.

jehdin? What did that mean?

What was it saying?

"What?" He risked his life on the question.

The beast who stood at 7 feet in front of him remained silent.

"m-di mar'ct ooman" What?

"Are you able to speak in my language...?" He tried again. A stupid decission, but he let his shoulders and back relax. Hopefully, to the beast, this was a sign of having no agression.

Perhaps it was, with the way the monster copied his movements.

"No killing ooman" Finally, it spoke in English after it clicked on whatever it was on its wrist.

With less hesitation than before, Taabe nodded. "Yes."

Taabe couldn't believe it, he was holding a conversation with a monster of legend.

"Take prize" His voice was still distorted when he spoke.

He?

Yes, Taabe realized. The voice he used was similar to a man. Deep and firm.

"What prize?" He didn't take a step to follow him when he turned.

"Prize" He said again, walking towards the bear to pick it up.

The monster was still drenched in blood and the luminous green liquid.

"Thwei"

"I can't understand you" Taabe spoke freely now.

"Blood." He transelated.

Oh. It's blood was green.

"You're wounded?" Taabe asked and a nod was recieved.

"Can I help you?" He asked. Daring to step closer to it.

Thankfully, he didn't attack.

"sei-i" Again with the foreign language.

"You can help" He said.

Taabe nodded. Even if his sister was better at medications between them. He, atleast knew the basics.

"Do you live somewhere here?" Oh, his stupidity will quite literally be the death of him.

"Yes" Oh, he did have a home.

"Will you-"

"Yes" He agreed.

How did he know what Taabe was supposed to ask?

Only now did he realizd the predicament he was in.

The Tent in his pants hasn't gone down, if the way the other stared at his pants was anything to go by.

"I apologize" Was all Taabe could say now. Shame overcame him. He held his head low.

"Do not be" The other said. Going down on one knee to reach for Taabe's cheek.

The human froze on the spot, petrified. Only for his face to be gently caressed by the weird hand.

Taabe felt a swell in his heart. And the same swell in his pants.

Saliva gathered in his mouth when it felt dry suddenly.

"Aroused"

He knew what Taabe was feeling. Which was why he kept staring.

"Uhm, I-"

"You help me. I help you." With that, Taabe gasped as a pair of large, muscular, and unhuman arms wrapped themselves around his back and behind his knees. Carrying him in a bridal style.

Taabe looked ahead, then back at what was carrying him with wide eyes. He saw that his head wasn't actually that white skull thing. It was merely a mask.

"What... are you?" He asked.

"Yautja"

***

Carried across the mountainous plain, Taabe found himself being brought into a cave.

The.. yautja's home.

"Will help?" The yautja asked.

"Yes" Taabe confirmed. He was set down on the rough ground and the other sat beside him. His arm still oozed green.

He took out the ointments wrapped around in leaves given to him by his sister from his belt.

"I'll use this" Taabe tried to soften his voice, tried to lose the tremble of it.

His clothing repeatedly brushed against his erection. Making him sensitive and needing more friction.

With how close the yautja's leg was to his thigh, the want to grind on it proved to be too much for his already slipping control.

"Help you?" The yautja asked as Taabe lathered the ointment onto the yautja's open wound.

"No, it's okay. Sorry" Taabe allowed the apology to slip from his mouth.

He stilled when the yatja's hand came up to his own head. Taking the mask off and exposing a... truly uhuman face.

Taabe caught himself staring and immediately went back to spreading the oitnment.

There was a surprising genteless to how thr yautja looked at him.

"Wait" Taabe remembered something.

"Do you have a name?" He asked.

He was looked at for a few seconds, well. The yautja looked at his problem for a few seconds before looking back at his face, meeting Taabe's eyes.

"gahn'tha" an un-Earthy name for an un-Earthy animal.

What did it mean?

"What does it mean?" Taabe asked aloud.

"Gahn'tha-cte. Ruthless" Gahn'tha transelated.

As soon as their little talk was done, Taabe noticed that the wound had closed up, and Gahn'tha managed to slip his leg right in between Taabe's thighs without a sound.

He gulped, not from fear but from the spiking arousal.

Gods, what had he done to deserve this? Many things, most probably.

"You heal fast" He stated.

"Yes" Gahn'tha confirmed.

Why hadn't he said anything then?

"You wanted to help" Gahn'tha answered the unspoken question.

"Let me help you" He said.

"Huh?" Taabe held no dignity any longer, he was absolutely vulnerable in the presence of a predator and he wasn't even able to give a proper reply to the suggestion.

"Let me help you" Gahn'tha's hand was already sliding up Taabe's leg. Inching closer and closer to what was between his legs.

Heat pooled in his core, exited and waiting.

"Wait-" He tried, only to find himself with his back right against the hard, rocky ground and Gahn'tha right on top of him.

His knee was slotted in between Taabe's legs, constantly making contact with his erection.

Gahn'tha elicited a sound of pleasure. Taabe couldn't call it a moan. No one would say it sounded like a moan, but Taabe could hear the arousal of the yautja on top of him from the clicks its mandibles were making.

Taabe stopped to think with what's left of his working mind. How would they do this? Do yautja's even have genita-

Oh.

They did.

He saw how the tip of Gahn'tha's cock peaked out of the slit in between his thighs.

Curiosity had him reaching out to grab it, careful under the watchful eye of Gahn'tha.

"Can i?" He asked.

A nod.

He held it, felt the slime all over it, it felt like oil, or pre-cum. It was both sticky and slippery.

Taabe felt the weight on him lessen, and he noticed Gahn'tha's face going further from his.

Gahn'tha sat back on his knees, taking Taabe's hand in his and pushing a finger into the slit.

The loud, high-pitched roar was definitely a moan.

His finger was still being pushed in until the knuckle, and Gahn'tha reached for the next. He repeated the motion until Taabe could curl his fingers inside the wet, sticky mess into a fist.

His eyes wondered to Gahn'tha's exposed eyes. The dangerous, sharp mouth of his was opened wide in a silent cry.

Then, suddenly, Gahn'tha was no longer quiet. Every pleasureable sound Taabe could pull from him, he did when Taabe repeatedly pulled out and pushed in his fist.

Gahn'tha's cock slowly slipped out and it felt like hours before his entire legth showed. Taabe could imagine how it would feel stretching him from the inside, leaving a burning sensation along his rim as it thrusted into him.

Not intending to, he let out a low groan at the thought. Just feeling the mere weight of it pressed along his ass, it made Taabe want to take it himself and skip the preparation

A territorial growl was given to him, and he was once again pushed onto the ground. This time, with his chest down and ass up. Right in Gahn'tha's grasp.

Taabe could feel the sharp claws digging into the soft flesh, tightly holding on but not forceful enough to draw blood. Gahn'tha was being careful with him and it warmed Taabe's heart. At the same time, warmed his body even more.

Taabe felt the weight of Gahn'tha's cock on the small of his back, the way it slipped down his ass and how it stretched his rim as he tried to push in.

"Wait!" He curled in on himself.

"Your fingers. In me, like what i did to... to you" Taabe had trouble speakinng without breathing heavily.

Gahn'tha understood, and the feeling of his dick against Taabe's hole was gone. Now replaced with a clawed finger.

Perhaps Gahn'tha could feel the way Taabe tensed even further. Gahn'tha's free hand held on Taabe's. Intertwining their fingers together. Holding him with the utmost care, conscious about his sharp nails.

Taabe felt a stretch in his hole, and gods, if felt exactly like how he'd imagined. It was painful but pleasurable. It hurt but he enjoyed it to it's fullest.

Soon, another joined. Two fingers were big enough to stretch him but Taabe remembered he wasn't going to be taken by a human. He's about to have sex with someone who wasn't human.

Taabe peaked behind him, seeing how Gahn'tha concentrated at his ass. It was so erotic, seeing someone as powerful as him being fascinated with Taabe's body when he didn't even have that much to give and show.

"Mate" Taabe heard the low growl.

Taabe took in a heavy breath, his mind was tired of thinking but his body was feeling too much ecstacy to stop.

"In, inside, Gahn'tha" Taabe said, panting in between every word.

He swallowed nothing, throat dry when he felt the press of Gahn'tha's dick return to his hole.

"Ah!" Taabe tossed his head back, the exposure of his neck made it easjer for Gahn'tha ti grab on, choking Taabe in a way he enjoyed.

To say Gahn'tha was big was an understatement. Taabe could feel every push and oull of the muscles inside his body, it felt almost as if his insides were being rearanged to sculpt the exact shape of Gahn'tha's cock.

Behind Taabe, he could hear the erotic sounds Gahn'tha was making. He thrusted at a relentless pace and Taabe couldn't even keep his balance anymore. He let his entire torso lay flat on the rough surface of the cave while his arms were spread out, one of his hands was still being held by Gahn'tha for reassurance.

"Cum–gonna, ah! Gonna cum!" Taabe screamed, white liquid puddled on the ground below him and felt a surge of heat fill him.

We came together Taabe smiled, in a daze.

He felt strong arms circle around his front, oulling him up until his back met Gahn'tha's chest.

[prey-4-me]

Strange Preferences - Pt VIII

Prey Predator x fem!reader, smut included

Tenahpu and you prepare for a hunt

Amishta - name, meaning fearless, limitless

Tenahpu - Comanche/nʉmʉ tekwapʉ  word for man

Kiande Amedha - Yautja word for xenomorphs (hard meat)

A/N - this chapter is (!)NSFW(!). If you prefer to skip it, there will be a summary of this chapter included with the next part.

***

He watched over Amishta as she bathed in the stream at the back of the house. Their indoor plumbing vexed her, so she preferred to clean herself how she was used to. Initially worried the current would be too strong for her, he hand hovered. She had driven him away by throwing a few well aimed rocks.

So he leaned against a tree a bit down the path, Amishta still in full view. Sarii begged for some of the dried meat he was eating. Furtively, he passed her a big piece to go chew on. Amishta sang softly to herself. She probably thought the sound of the water would drown it out, but his kind had excellent hearing compared to humans. Her voice was pleasant, though the song sounded sad. Like a dirge.

***

You finished drying off and looked down the path. Tenahpu stood watch. You wished you could convey you were a strong swimmer. Besides, this stream was very gentle. He was overreacting. Sarii ran past with a piece of food in her mouth. You smiled. He always thought he was sneaking.

Skin cool from the water, you sat on a rock in the sun to warm up before you redressed. You laid back, closing your eyes and putting your forearm over your eyes to block the strange suns. After a few quiet moments, you heard inquisitive clicking. “Come out from your hiding spot,” you cracked open your eyes and moved your arm. Tenahpu’s head popped out of the foliage. He chirruped at you.

Ever since he had learned he had killed Taabe, he had done everything possible to win your forgiveness and favor. It was hard to believe that his gentleness was counterbalanced by such violent tendencies. You didn’t want to be, but you were of two minds. An inner voice constantly screamed at you to avenge your brother’s murder. But something you had buried deep was saying… You bit your lip until it was painful. No, you would not entertain that. There was only one path forward.

Tenahpu clicked at you, pleased. He sat down next to you. Growling softly, he started to tell you something. You laid back again, and focused on his vocalizations, trying to recognize something more than your name. He clicked and rumbled, gesturing.

Suddenly you sat up, heart pounding. “Did you just say something about traveling?” You thought you heard the click and growl you interpreted as “go.”

Tenahpu turned towards you. He repeated himself. You narrowed your eyes, trying to understand. Finally, he rumbled hoarsely, “We go… hunt.”

***

Tenahpu hoped his lessons were paying off. He knew he was testing Grandmother’s patience with it, but he persisted. He had to learn enough to have a basic grasp of her language.

Her mouth opened and shut silently. Then she managed, “Hunt what?”

“Kiande Amedha,” he enunciated his clicks for her.

She tilted her head, confused. “Very much hunter,” he tried. “Great beast.”

She processed. Finally she questioned softly, “The People?”

“No,” he rumbled emphatically. He would never hunt her kind again. “Far lannnd,” he gestured.

She tilted her head. “Great beast?”

He nodded, pleased with the conversation. He had no way to explain that he was hoping to be Blooded during this hunt. The escapade on her home world had been in preparation for this. He clicked thoughtfully.

He had been reckless, blood thirsty even. Maybe if he hadn’t been so hyped up he would’ve realized she and her party clearly had to know each other, maybe even be close blood. In the moment he had only been focused on training for this future hunt. Amishta said something. He looked at her, chirping. She repeated herself, “Sarii go hunt?”

“Your…. Choose.” He hoped the grammar made sense. She nodded. He relaxed. That had gone surprisingly well. He clicked his mandibles together happily.

***

Tenahpu seemed up beat. He stuck his feet in the water, lightly kicking them. He seemed very human in the current moment. Your fondness for him reared its head. You leaned your naked body against his arm. Resting your head on his shoulder, you sighed. You felt Tenahpu turn his head slightly to look at you.

You ignored him, opting to close your eyes instead. He rumbled at you softly. You had grown to enjoy the comforting sound. Sarii ran past behind you, entertaining herself. You opened your eyes to watch her play in the grey sand. The stream flowed past gently. You watched it for a quiet moment, content to lean against Tenahpu.

Silently, you wrapped your arms around his upper arm. Tenahpu clicked very softly, maybe a whisper in his language. He ran his large hand over and down the side of your head. With a finger, he lightly traced your cheekbone, then let it fall away. Clicking again, he very gently leaned back into you.

Was it going to happen again? You felt like you were walking on the edge of a knife. You thought about it. You had promised yourself that you wouldn’t, but you couldn’t help yourself.

His large hand appeared again, this time to grab one of yours. He held it, brushing his thumb against the palm of your hand. A strange bird called. The suns seemed stalled in the noontime sky. The forest was oddly still. Everything felt slow, dreamlike.

Tenahpu pulled you into his lap. He held you very loosely so that you could leave with little effort. You sat there. Running a hand through his thick hair, you found the texture slightly rough, just like his skin. You leaned into him, pressing the side of your face into where his cheek would be. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled your head back. The two of you waited for the other to make a move, looking into each other’s eyes.

Sarii barked, breaking the spell. You scrambled out of Tenahpu’s lap. Grabbing your clothing, you dressed quickly. When you were put back together, you turned towards Tenahpu. He had been watching you. He stood and nodded towards the lodge. “Let’s go,” you called Sarii and the three of you made your way back.

***

You curled up, turning in for the night. Tenahpu was already asleep, snoring and clicking periodically. He was sprawled out, looking vulnerable. Sarii jumped up near your feet and settled. You laid there, waiting for sleep to come, like it came for the other two. You began to become irritated. Why couldn’t you sleep?

You knew why. You couldn’t stop thinking about the stream. Rolling over, you put a hand on his chest. It heaved up and down regularly. He remained asleep.

You readjusted, snuggling into his armpit. You settled again, returning your hand to his broad chest. Still, you couldn’t sleep. Time passed. Impulsively, you lightly tickled Tenahpu’s right mandibles. He jerked awake, grumbling in his language. When his eyes focused on you, he calmed. Laying back down, he rumbled, “No sleep?”

“No.” You returned your hand to his chest. He looked from it to you. He clicked questioningly. You slid your hand down to his side so that your arm was across his body. Gripping his hip, you tugged slightly.

***

Shock flowed through his body. He felt vaguely tingly. Was she…? He felt another tug, more insistent. Cautiously, he rolled over on his side. Amishta scooted down so that her hips lined up with his. Her hand played with his clothing. Gulping, he ran a hand down the side of her body, appreciating her softness.

Pressing herself against his body, she pulled at him again. Confused, he rolled over onto his stomach, on top of her. He used his elbows to hold his weight. She spread her legs under him. He felt himself getting hard. Her invitation was no longer in question.

She said something, a strange tone to her voice. She sounded insistent. Grunting, he bit her shoulder lightly. Her skin was mostly bare. It wasn’t good enough. He pulled her pants off, tossing them over his shoulder. Then he pulled her top off. She laid naked under him. He looked down at her, growling softly. He grabbed one knee with each hand and pulled them up. Sliding both hands down the insides of her thighs, he grumbled soft words to her. When they met in the middle, he found her wet and ready. She groaned, bucking her hips once. He ripped his clothing off.

Leaning forward, he again used his elbows to hold most of his weight as he laid down on top of her. Coming into contact with her hot pussy, his cock jumped as he slid the tip in. She threw her head back, cooing at him. He stopped, breathing hard. He was impatient to fuck.

Slowly, he continued to slide inside of her. She spread her thighs wider, calling out her name for him in a hushed tone. Driven almost crazy by lust, he pulled out so as to not hurt her. She complained. He grunted, reentering her more roughly than he intended.

Groaning, she cooed, ”Yes.”

He looked down at her naked form. Running a powerful hand over her chest, he leaned down even closer to her. He felt his cock throbbing in her wetness. She repeated herself, eyes hooded. Unable to exercise reason anymore, he rutted into her with the same force he had before. The soft walls of her pussy pulled at him. He grunted, leaning down to bite her again.

***

Tenahpu fucked into you with such force you were being pounded into the soft bedding. His cock was huge inside of you. The stretch was incredible, his shaft creating delicious friction as he jerked his hips into you. He suddenly leaned down and bit your shoulder and neck. You shivered and wrapped your arms around him. Pulling him to you, you rocked your hips in time with his hard thrusting.

Growling loudly, he held himself back. His strokes were becoming sloppier. He was close. You though about his hot cum and moaned. He continued to fuck you hard, making you squirm under him. Finally reaching a fever pitch, you called his name out as your pussy pulsed around his cock. Your body tensed as you rode your high, tingling all over and legs shaking. He jerked forward once more, then stilled, his hot cum filling then seeping out of you. He growled as he felt your pussy flutter around him again.

After a moment, he rolled off of you onto his back. Turning his head, he watched you as your breathing returned to normal. You turned to him when you’d recovered.

“Good?” His voice was husky, inhuman.

“Yes,” you said softly, biting your lower lip.

He ran a finger down the side of your face, then readjusted and pulled you into an embrace. “Sleep now,” he murmured. You closed your eyes, his scent surrounding you.

taggies: @coolninjavoid @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer

[yautja-lover]

My Writing Update - 6 Yautja//Predator One Shots [Coming Soon]

Prey or Mate? - Angst/Smut Feral!Predator x Female! Reader an alternative versions inspired by the Prey (2022 film)

Summary:The Feral Predator conducted a hunt during the month of September in 1719 across the Great Plains and then territory of the Comanche tribe before teaming up with a Comanche healing woman, who's also an aspiring hunter Naru along with her brother Taabe to wreak havoc against the French trappers. Several years later the Feral Predator returns, crash landing on private property owned by Naru's granddaughter.

City of Angels - Angst/Fluff Scout! Predator x Female! Reader an alternative versions inspired by Predator 2 (1990 film)

Summary:After running away from your crazy and obsessive ex, you decided to move out to Los Angeles for a new start. You weren't expecting to be taken-in by the Lost Predators from the Los Angeles hunting party back in 1997 (Viper Predator, who's Snake's younger brother and Clan Leader of the Serpent Clan makes a cameo appearance.)

This I Vow - Angst/Smut Scar! Predator x Female! Reader an alternative version inspired by AVP Alien VS Predator (2004 film)

Summary:When you haven't heard back from your best friend Alexa "Lex" Woods, who's been like a sister to you.. you sent out a search party to find her beneath the ice on Bouvet Island.

Wolf! Predator x Female! Reader - Angst/Smut

I haven't quite figured out the title yet but it'll be another alternative version inspired by AVP Alien VS Predator Requiem (2007 film)

I'll Find You - Angst/Smut/Fluff Fugitive! Predator x Female! Reader an alternative version inspired by The Predator (2018 film)

Summary:During the Project Stargazer of the Fugitive Predator being held captive for experiments, your so-called father noticed that you've been getting too close with the Predator and punishes you for it. The Fugitive Predator notices you getting mistreated and gets overly protective, shortly after the two of you escape. You get separated before the Upgrade Predator shows up.. during the separation you cross paths with three yautja brothers from the Isolated Clan, befriending them along with their human companion Alexa Woods.

Survivors - Angst/Fluff/Smut Crucified! Predator x Female! Reader an alternative version inspired by Predators (2010 film)

Summary:You are the last remaining survivor from your group against the Super Predators on the Game Preserve Planet in 2010 teaming up with the Crucified Predator to take down the last remaining Super Predator,the Berserker after freeing the Crucified Predator by using one of his equipment called wristblade.

[demigoddessqueens]

masterlist vii

Some links were going funky on my desktop so I’m adding a new masterlist to here so that it can be updated better

Tik tok tease 😈

Superman and Vash appreciation

Critical Role - coffee bae 💕 ☕️ //

Vox Machina - noble!reader // WEREWOLF PUPPY // taking care of them when exhausted // treating migraines // boys + period headcanons // you remember? // trouble in paradise // Birb Machina // reverse birb machina // Garmelie reveals through art // Grog romance // Vax and sweet bartender // Vax + childhood friend // you have beautiful eyes // close the door?? 🚪 // close the door 🚪 part 2 // day gone wrong 😅 // rizz them up ✨ // flying Treasure Planet style //

Song fic -Grog // song fic - (my) dandelion // song fic // Mothers Day - song - Percy // song fic - Vax angst //

Modern s/o series - different dance styles // bonding with Percy //

Mighty Nein - beach 🏝️ day // cuddle headcanons //

Song fic - Caleb // song fic - angst // song fic // song fic - outfield // song fic - 2 //

Bell’s Hells - song fic //

Crown Keepers - song fic + Dariax //

Ring of Brass - song fic //

Song fic for the ladies //

Castlevania - Hector A-Z NSFW // Dracula + fem!reader smut // drawing the boys // remember what they say // Alucard and his jealous lover // Alucard and art as a gift // got a black eye defending him // Isaac A-Z NSFW //

Marvel - Namor + nurse!reader // Guardians of the Galaxy fluff //

Star Wars 🌟- Poe fluff + Miguel //

Prey (2022) - Taabe smut //

Unicorn 🦄 Warriors Eternal - Edred headcanons // Aewulf HC’s //

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon - horse riding with Aegon //

Ewan characters - Osferth and Tom //

Into/Across the Spiderverse - Miguel O’Hara fluff // biting kink headcanons // soft headcanons // angst headcanons // angst part 2 headcanons // sick headcanons // dancer!reader // touch-starved Miguel // Miguel and a shy reader // college boyfriend Miguel // fangs and claws oh my! 😍 // Miguel + parks & rec // incorrect quotes // Miguel AZ fluff alphabet // love nicknames // incorrect quotes + Gabriella O’Hara // good morning ☀️🌞// incorrect quotes part 2 // love me, choose me, pick me // Miguel Regency era // incorrect quotes part(s) 3-4 // wedding 💍 headcanons //

Assassin’s Creed - Connor Kenway fluff // AC OC Debut // Shay & Haytham + Assassin // Haytham NSFW // Desmond Mermay // barista bae ☕️ // Dad + kid just like mom // Haytham hurt & comfort // Haytham + hurt and comfort // love confession + “you” // Ezio birthday 🎂 headcanons // morning seggs + Haytham // codexmonthly - mirage // Ezio birthday headcanons part 2 // bath 🛁 headcanons 💕 //

Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel 😈 - Crimson SFW and NSFW //

Blood of Zeus - Apollo x daughter of Nyx // pantheon smut // ares and Amazon!reader // dating Seraphim headcanons //

Legend of Zelda/ToTK - Sidon and his illicit affairs //

Dragon Age

DA Absolution - Miriam + kisses on face //

[demigoddessqueens]

main masterlist iv

Castlevania - future modern headcanons // alien meets modern au + Vox Machina // daughter of Dracula // homunculi power // in labor headcanons // Fab Four with Doom!reader // celebrating Halloween // dulahan headcanons // love confession headcanons (with the boys) // you with shadow magic // modern AU with talent!cake baker //

Alucard - s/o part 3 // stripper headcanons ❤️‍🔥 // stripper Alucard smut //

Greta - Notebook AU with Alucard

Trevor - “best part was you” + the other boys // confessing to them // the boys see you in their shirt

Hector - princess monoke + Trevor + VM //

Dracula - witch significant other // werewolf significant other

BNHA - Sfw/Nsfw H,A,W,K,S + others

Werewolf 🐺 by Night 🌙(2022) - it’s me // spell out l-o-v-e // missed you // children of the night //

Lord of the Rings/Tolkien/The Hobbit - Bilbo + elf!reader //

Foundation - B,R,O,T,H,E,D,A,Y

Dragon 🐉 Age - ZevWarden Week 2022

Match-ups: Castlevania + The Hobbit //

Genshin Impact - Diluc headcanons // domestic with Diluc //

Star 🌟 Wars 🌟- Ezra prompt kiss // love languages //

Prey (2022) - Taabe headcanons //

Assassin’s Creed - Connor Kenway + Jacob Frye angst // Frye sibling + perchalia // AC 15 FLUFF HEADCANONS

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Taken (Part One)

Fandom: Prey (2022) Pairing: Taabe x Female reader Summary: on a routine visit to Taabe's family cabin, things don't go as planned. Length: LONG Warnings: NSFW 18 + ONLY, established relationship, explicit content, strong content, reader discretion is advised, animal death mention(s), fluff, blood, pregnancy talk, smut, unprotected p in v, creampie. ​ ENJOY!!!

Many had tried and failed to take your hand, to keep you company or just in general. Those selfish men throughout your early adulthood only seemed to care how good you looked on their arm, what higher status of trophy wife could you level up to or simply put, how they could get you barefoot and pregnant before someone else decided their feathers were prettier.

Only one was triumphant. Taabe. 

He'd won your favor and line of sight when he told you he'd rather walk with you than lead the way. Just as smart and brave as his sister Naru. He was resilient and patient, taking your date declines as a test of sorts. Flowers would appear at your door or at your desk. Sometimes there was a card, a little note of something sweet, thoughtful and neat boxes with a gem or stone hand picked from his hikes.

You were hooked, smitten with your friends older brother, grateful and sassy to thank you for taking him off her hands so she could study and do what she wanted. He rumpled her hair at that.

He did the same on your wedding day. After declaring the love and dedication you held in front of your family and friends at his family's hand built, blood, sweat and tears cabin in the rocky hills. That at least stopped the tears from slipping down her face after he embraced her.

Taabe's enthusiastic, cheerful cry bounced back through the hills, on your way to the family cabin as a long and well deserved vacation blossomed before you.

Taabe was just a little further up the trail, your car wouldn't make it up the incline and you thought of everything that would go horribly wrong if you even tried. 

Your husband raised his fist in the air, signaling that you were close. You knew the way well, after years of coming up here with Naru for a quiet girl's trip, with Taabe or with the whole family for summer get togethers. The beauty and vastness of what nature could provide, left you breathless. The rich landscape, the weather beaten cliffs and jagged rocks that jutted like fists through the ground, little gopher holes and garden variety, yet safe little snakes and critters didn't skip a beat with each and every visit.

"Almost there, petal! I can see the roof from here." He shouted from the ridgeline. 

Taabe smiled when you reached him, pulling you in close to his side as you two overlooked the pristine surroundings. One of his braids tickled your cheek.

"I'll never get over this view." You exhaled, a little fog hung in between your words.

"Me neither." Taabe wasn't talking about the forest and exposed rocky hills. His gaze was fixed on you. 

Taabe snuck a kiss that left you on your toes, tilting your chin just so, savoring a quiet moment. It also left you with the impression that wouldn't be the only sort of kiss you would be receiving that day.

Another fifteen minutes, hand in hand now over the uneven terrain until you made out the familiar dark grey shutters, the smoky blue front door and single filed rocks that made up the entrance way.

"Home sweet home." Taabe dug out the key from his front pocket, and held open the door.

For being abandoned most of the year, the family cabin didn't reek or was overly dusted with sandy wind through unforeseen cracks in the wooden walls or doors. 

A cobweb and united insects maybe, but no little rodents footprints or leaving could be seen. Just the rush of wind from cracking the door, sunlight casting in through the half open blinds in the front room.

You set down your bags, Taabe shifted the food pack over his shoulder and made his way to the kitchen. You were quick to follow, knowing it was rather heavy with at least three days worth of food and drinks for two grown adults. You remembered leaving a few spare boxes of pasta and bags of wild rice here for the next visit or gathering. 

Taabe had this charisma, this glow that drew people in like a moth to a flame. He was carefree yet disciplined and with the right tone and flash of his eyes, he could (and had) convince anyone to do just about anything. 

Which is how he got you to undress so quickly and outside, just behind the cabin. It wouldn't be the first time you'd fool around outdoors but it was usually in the backseat of your car on a cooler summer night, not in the shivering cold of an early October. 

Taabe noticed your teeth chattering, grabbing two quick flannels throws that held the chill from the woods deep beyond the property. You bounced in place, holding your chest. Taabe chuckled, laying one down, then you, then him slotting between your legs, followed by the other blanket. 

No light pollution could ruin this tryst at the cabin, the glow from the full moon and surrounding, gleaming stars as far as you could make out behind your husbands head. Time seemed to slow as Taabe rutted into you, sucking in a breath when you dug your nails into the thick meat of his hips. You watched his face morph into a satisfied grin, holding your face as he smoothly bottomed out, making room and stretching you out.

"Baby, you gotta’ move. I'm gonna lose it." You whined and moved your hips, arching up into him as he started to set an agonizing pace in the grass. 

"Already? I just got in." Taabe joked and nipped your chin, running the thick flat of his tongue over your open mouth and cheek. "You know damn well the first stretch is my favorite. Gotta' savor how wet you get from me, my love. Squeezing me fuckin’ tight too, Jesus.”

You groaned with a smile, Taabe said the nicest things. Even when they were laced with something deeper, more powerful than the thrusts he was delivering on your behalf. You squeezed your eyes shut when he hid his face in your neck, he sunk deeper into your sex, hoisting one of your legs up a little higher at his waist. 

"I love you so much. Love our little family," Taabe mumbled against your throat, kisses sloppy and wet, leaving behind tails of drool as you fucked. The blanket slipped from his shoulders, the moon catching the shadows of his muscles making him look positively massive. "You, me, our future babies. I can't fucking wait."

"Yeah?" You whined, knowing how badly he wanted to extend your family, watch it blossom and grow. He'd sometimes talk about it on his sleep, seeking you out in your bed, holding you close enough to hear his desire. To see you swell, cupping your breasts, aching to add father to husband.

"It's gonna take, this time. I can feel it." Taabe pushed up onto his forearms, crossing them above your head. "We're gonna' make our baby right now petal, tonight. Right fucking here. Just like our ancestors before us-- shit that feels good!-- I'm gonna make us parents."

Your whimpers were swallowed by his kisses, groaning against your lips how good you felt, to clench around his cock again, how badly he wanted to fill you up, what a good wife you were.

"Fuck Taabe!" You had to look away from his pricing eyes, content on watching you untangle yourself from your webbing orgasm. You probably looked frantic, grabbing his skin that heated through you and the blankets, making him sweat and engorged with power. "Yes! yesyesyes... I'm gonna' cum. Make me cum, cum with me. Knock me up."

Taabe smirked and gave you a tongue first kiss and pushed himself up, grabbing under your knees and pressing them to your now feverish chest. His thrusts went deeper, harder and you swore at the fullness.

"That's what my petal wants, that's what my petal gets," Taabe fucked down into you with a grunt and curse of his own, taking his eyes away from your face to where you were joined and getting fucked. Syrupy arousal coating his cock with every pull out and every push back in. "Here it comes baby, here it fucking comes!"

Taabe had just enough time to rub the pads of his fingertips, calloused but still soft enough to treat your swollen clit to some relief. You came with a sob of his name, your hands had minds of their own as they twisted and fisted the blanket and some poor strands of grass, as a new flood of slick released to coat his pumping cock.

"Fucks sake!" Taabe moaned, your pulsing walls pulling him in and suddenly you felt him release, coating your womb hopefully with a blessing. Taabe made beautiful sounds when he came, an almost whine here, a broken sob or hiccupping sigh there. Combined with the sounds of nature, doing one of the most natural things in the world brought you closer to your husband.

He rested his forehead finally on your collar, a faint but ever there slow chant of 'yes' made you smile and hold him close.

....

The Chokecherry trees called your name the next morning. The promise of fresh jam and pies for two of your favorite coworkers had you grabbing for one of Naru's woven baskets. The sun was settling into that golden noon-ish hour as you set out behind the cabin.

Half a basket full and good few feet of foliage cover later, your heart stopped. There was a strange whirling high above. Granted there was an airspace not exactly near by but decently close and there had been passing planes and copters but... this sound was much louder and terribly foreign.

With your head turned up, squinting through the sun streaks and bald spots from leaves you walked further into the woods, careful of the ground floor and wild, serpentine roots. The clouds dissipated, leaving behind brush strokes of white against the bright blue. 

The whirling hastened and whatever cosmic boulder of noise sounded, sounded like it cracked the sky. Broke through the barrier, your dropped the fruit and covered your ears in confusion. 

And then-- achingly quiet-- it was gone.

While you looked around the forest trees, something terrible occurred to you and you gingerly picked up the basket.

The woods were completely silent.

"Did you hear that? What the he'll was that?!" You stomped into the cabin, leaving your boots outside the door. Taabe was just coming out of the bathroom, drenched and brushing his teeth in just a fluffy towel. He nodded.

"Sounded fuckin' big!" Taabe mumbled around the foam.

"I've never heard anything like that before." You shook your head, still in a state of shock as you moved past him, to the kitchen. That ringing pumped in your ears as you caught your breath.

You left the cherries on the counter, looking out at the quiet world outside from the small window. 

"Probably military, " Taabe said, clear and fresh as he stood behind you and touched your shoulders. "The base isn't too far from here, remember? Might be one of those big fuckin' helicopters... Black Hawks? Thunderbirds? Whatever they call 'em."

"Yeah. Maybe..." 

Just because his words were true, didn't excuse the way your stomach flipped. 

"You wanna' come out with me? Gonna' take bow and see if I can snag us something for dinner."

"You sure? What if it is the military? What if their doing some sort of training exercise? We could throw them off and-"

"Nonsense, petal. We're civilians! They'll know the difference if we run into 'em."

That was true too, you supposed. Taabe's lips were now stained a light red. "Hey! I didn't wash those yet."

"Aye, I'll be fine. Nothing has killed me yet." Taabe chuckled and bopped you on the nose before sauntering out of the kitchen. And dropping his towel with a wink.

....

It hit you first, the sickly warm iron smell. You'd worked at your uncle's butcher shop when you were in high school and you knew the smell of fresh blood well. Though this was thicker, hotter and fresher than hanging slabs in a deep cooler. Taabe halted next to you, giving you an odd look.

"Don't you smell that?"

Taabe sniffed around then grimaced as a feather light breeze picked up the scent. "Blood."

"A lot of it," you whispered, not wanting to spook the wildlife and potential dinner away. "Maybe a feeding post? Or a kill site? Cougars run up here, don't they?"

Taabe nodded and held up a fist for you to hold your place, he brought up and primed his bow before cautiously steeping out of the thicket.

It wasn't too long before Taabe's head popped back in through the leaves, a stunned and pained expression in his eyes.

You opened your mouth to ask what was wrong, but he stopped you with a shake of his head. He didn't braid his long hair after his shower, let it flow and air dry after you got ready for this mini trek. The ends made a faint sweeping noise at the height of the branches.

"It's bad." He said as you stood up from your crouching position, you held on to the handle of your hatchet attached to your thigh, in its holster. 

Taabe pushed some thicker branches out of the way, letting you through to see what he meant.

The noise that came out of your throat was full of disaster. The visceral scene before you screamed wrong. Wherever you looked, the soggy almost black ground, the waft of decay and death, the mangle of at least ten, once gorgeous Bison laid out over the clearing. Vile. Disgusting.

What would do this? 

The wooly beasts were dispatched hotly, twisted hooves and innards spilled on to the grass. Heavy splashes of blood even farther stretched, as if they'd been in the fight of their lives. Which as you walked out and saw the full scale of this stumbled upon assault, the poor animals certainly were. Taabe pointed to the one the farthest away, just the fuzzy back and strange angled hind leg visible. With caution you took out your blade, just in case whatever had done this was still lurking about, decided to jump out and get you. 

You gagged and turned away from the beast. 

It's massive head was... completely missing.

Saliva pooled in your mouth at the sight. Bison weren't small creatures and this one, this headless one before you now, was an adult. The head of it would've been massive, considering the size of its deserted body.

"What... what could do something like this?" You asked, out loud and in general because what the actual hell?! The meat and hide were still attached, the fact that this wasn't for a desperation or food but possibly... for sport just made you fucking sick. 

"I don't know, petal. And I don't want to find out." Taabe tucked you under his arm and looked around the massacre. "They were targeted, but for what I'm not sure. These are pretty fresh kills too, could be a sick or an infected animal. Big game like this though... whatever got to them could be pretty injured and just needed something to chow on. Rogue bear maybe..."

"You think a bear did this?"

"Something bigger than them did. Which predator in these woods, I'm not so sure, but there weren't any gun shots. We would've heard them. More like slashed and gutted."

You spat. 

When you looked up after wiping your mouth, something in one of the taller trees shifted. You thought it was just the wind or a trick of the sun at this time of day. 

You squinted for a better look. 

Whatever it was shimmered, half a fraction of a fraction of a second. If you blinked you'd surely miss it. You opened your mouth but no sounds came out, just shock and awe and it was mostly likely that fact that made you see things. "Pickers are gonna' come soon, we better head out before we're next."

Three rabbits and some wild ramps later into the day found you walking back towards the cabin. With the evening sun dipping down, the cold started to set in. Little halos of steam around your hot heads from walking. 

As Tabbe worked on his kills, chucking the innards into a separate bowl in the fridge to toss out before leaving, you couldn't shake the image. You had cheered for the caught meat, the grocery store packed chicken looked sadly at you from the bottom shelf. Nothing tasted sweeter than a fresh caught, day of meal though.

The grisly image haunted you through dinner, after your shower and as you slid into bed next to Taabe.

Something was out there, something big and unexplainable.

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