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Kyle did not dare to look back as he made his ways through the words. His white Himation soiled with dirt and mud as he continued to run through the words trying to deceit the predator right behind him, instead of being the beast’s rabbit, Kyle ran around in circles trying to be the fox. Trying to ignore the aching of his feet that was possibly blooming with welts and wounds the further he ran along with the pressure in his chest.His lungs burned and his feet begged for rest. The forest, a place he grew up all his life with the other nymphs, was a home to him, but right now it was a maze. Every jagged, piercing rock could slice his skin and lure in the fowl beast, the son of Apollo. Sniffing it like a well trained beast.As Kyle continued to keep up the chase, the night’s wind blowing against his skin, nipping and cutting it while the moonlight being his only sign of hope, a sign of Artemis, he trekked deeper in the night until he noticed a wailing tree hanging off of a large tree. It creaked and moaned, ready to fall any moment which made Kyle think of a plan.Kyle thanked the great god of Hephaestus and the might of Athena as he willed the trigger alive. Sweat ran down the back of his neck as he looked around him as he continued his craft but he was merely greeted with crickets of the forest’s night and the hoots of Athena’s owls.After fostering the trigger, Kyle began climbing up the tree, he shivered as he heard the cloth rip below him, exposing him further to the evening spring’s night. Biting his lip as each bark dug underneath his skin as he heard the dead tree groan once more. His bare feet wept as Kyle stood on the sharp bark of the tree, trying to keep balance on the thick branch while the leaves wrestled with every movement causing Kyle’s breath to hitch in fear.He heard the crunching of leaves and the snapping of twigs as well as the footsteps of a man. He knew this man, like Zeus looking for another maiden to catch, this man was searching for him. He could feel the man’s eyes burning at the back of his skull, he felt like he could hear the man’s breathing against his ear as Kyle held his breath. Every muscle about to spring out as anxiety built in his gut.That wasn’t until he heard a snap and a wail from the man as well as the screech of a startled bird as it flew away. Kyle felt a sick and twisted grin form on his face.He got him.Leaping down the tree, careful not to break a bone, Kyle was ready to take off, deep into Artemis’ domain in search of a sanctuary.But he yelled as he felt a man tackle him, strong arms seizing his waist as he fell on the floor, his Himaton being a useless piece of cloth as it failed to hide some of Kyle’s dignity. The nymph frowned and he struggled against the other’s hold.“Ah ah ah.” The voice said, one hand immediately binding Kyle’s wrist together while the other slammed his ankle down causing Kyle to groan, “little minx where do you think you’re doing?” The son of Apollo asked, a sly shimmer coming from the man’s deep blue eyes.Kyle sighed, “guess you caught me.” He said, as the man immediately went down towards his lips and their dance soon turned heated as the son of Apollo let go of Kyle’s ankle, putting the now free hand on the nymph’s waist instead as he eloped his legs around the man’s waist. Kyle moaned as the man deepened the kiss, slotting his tongue inside his mouth causing it to become hot and sloppy, animalistic as it reeked of the beasts’ hunger. It showed how selfish and possessive the son of Apollo was, keen on taking every last bit of the Nymph’s breath.
He dragged his tongue out of the nymph’s mouth causing him to whimper as he kissed butterflies on the Nymph’s jaw to the skin of his neck. Sucking and biting, threatening to drain every bit of his blood like a vampire would as he shivered against the man’s sharp teeth and the hardness that slotted perfectly against his back.The man pulled away as he allowed his eyes to study the Nymph’s body. The moon practically made his skin glow with all the newly forming blemishes on his neck and the swelling of his soft lips. The man was in a haze of lust and desire as he drank up the sight causing the Nymph to smirk. “C’mon, don’t you wanna claim your prize?” He asked, cocking his head to the side like an innocent rabbit. But that purity was long tainted with the hunt.“You better ruin me like the beast you really are, Jason.” He whispered. A grin formed on his face as Jason glanced down at him, quickly tearing the Himation off Kyle’s body. Finally being able to taste the skin of his prey.