Experienced Huntsman x Aesop

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His vision didn't get any brighter as the scenery changed. He immediately recognized Lakeside Village by the smell of the salty water and the cold breeze against his half-bare torso. He happened to be quite near the seashore it seemed. His thoughts got distracted for a moment as he looked on his monitor and saw his name in the survivors he was matched against.

Well, it wasn't that important anyway.

Now was the time for him to hunt.

Being absent-minded during a match wasn't really a good starter and if he remembered the locations of the survivors based on where he was presently, all of them were pretty far and the nearest was most likely on the shipwreck by now. Since quite some time had passed, the cool-down of his ability was finally over and it might be the best moment to use his unique skill, lurking. It was something pretty useful which made him turn into the shadow of the nearest survivor.

However, the inconvenience was that he had to stay there for a few seconds before being able to come out and the survivor to whom he was stuck would also be aware of his presence. He didn't want to be very serious about that match so he hoped the survivor he was about to chase would cut him some slack.

The hunter sighed before disappearing into nothingness. When he came back to his mind, the first thing he noticed were gray strands of hair. Just his luck. He would have preferred for someone else to be the closest in all honesty.

"Huntsman." the Embalmer spoke, not stopping his decoding.

Seemed like they were on the cipher beside the abandoned building seeing the windmills which weren't too far.

When his time in his shadow was over, the hunter came out and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. Instead of hunting, his purple eyes looked at the survivor who still didn't move from his spot. Aesop Carl. The embalmer was completely unfazed by him while most people would shiver in fear or panic at his sight. That was something which made him curious about what the young man was thinking. His actions were unpredictable and he would always find himself mesmerized by the gray-haired when they crossed paths, forgetting his main goal every time and spending the rest of the match by his side.

Just like now.

The embalmer was quite used to the other's behavior by now and the rest of the survivors also noticed it as they had more matches together turned into wins. Still, even if everyone knew that the hunter was pretty much obsessed with the survivor, what they didn't know on the other hand was that the young Carl had a deeper bond with Experienced Huntsman than mere interest.

It didn't occur overnight of course, it took a lot of time and Aesop was a bit confused by the hunter at first. The latter would show no mercy when hunting, clashing his claws at them and giving them heart attacks most of the time, but then, if he happened to meet the embalmer, the man would immediately soften under his gaze.

Huntsman only watched him from afar at the beginning and only got closer to him when he saw that the survivor wasn't running away. As time passed, they started to exchange small chats. Simple nothings about their day. Sometimes, they would just stay in a calm silence. Then, as the interactions started to increase, they grew more intimate as well. Aesop noticed Huntsman was often playing with some birds when he was waiting for him to finish his cipher and he found it quite endearing.

The hunter wasn't as scary as how everyone pictured him and perhaps it was when he discovered it that he started wanting to know more about the other.

With shared attention, they become lovers.

No one knew about it. They didn't wish for unwanted care and thus preferred to hide it as they were fine by themselves.

"Are you done decoding?"

"Give me a second," with that, he touched the last button which made the cipher lit up before turning towards the hunter.

"You're not going to hunt today either I guess."

Huntsman didn't answer and just came closer to the shorter survivor, putting his arms around his shoulders and his chin against his head. The embalmer returned the hug with a slight blush before tugging on the fabric of the hunter's cloak to get his focus.

"What is it?"

"Let's go somewhere else, the others might see us."

The hunter sighed as he broke the warm contact, instead grabbing his hand to lead him towards the mass of trees close to the corn field. The ciphers near that place were already done so they didn't have to worry about the rest of the survivors finding them.

"Is it fine here?"

The embalmer nodded and just as he did it, Huntsman launched at him, grabbing his waist with one hand and the nape of his neck with the other to bring him into a passionate kiss.

"E-Eli-"

Huntsman didn't listen to his plea nonetheless and let his tongue slide inside his mouth to taste the sweetness of kissing him.

"I can't wait anymore..."

His hot breath brushed against the embalmer's cheek and he broke the kiss to pin him delicately against a tree, sliding his jacket down to his waist and unbuttoning his shirt. Aesop shivered when the wind touched his bare skin but a wave of heat suddenly came to hold him when Eli started sucking on his collarbone, leaving hickeys all over his white skin.

Huntsman didn't stop at that though, he slipped his hand under his pants and underwear then slided two of his fingers inside of the embalmer's hole. The moans heard by his ears became more and also louder but as much as it was satisfying to see the man getting so aroused under his touch, it still wasn't enough.

Of course, they also saw each other in their respective rooms sometimes but Eli just seemed to never be satisfied. His love for Aesop was simply so big that it was overflowing and his thirst couldn't be quenched. He left another red mark on his chest at that thought and took out his fingers to unzip the embalmer's pants, letting them fall to the ground.

Eli lifted his head for a second to see how his lover was doing so far and blushed slightly at the disheveled state he was in because of him, not that he had any regrets. His face came closer to his, their noses almost touching.

"May I...?" he asked.

"You're only asking now?" the other replied with a laugh.

"...I just want to be sure."

"Of course you can."

Aesop wrapped his arms around the hunter's frame and finally sealed his lips with a hungry kiss. Eli returned his embrace and lifted him with both of his hands, pushing him a bit more against the trunk of the tree so as not to let him fall, then brought out his erect member from under his robe. He lined it to his hole before slowly making him lower down until the muscle entered him fully and the tip of his cock reached the deepest part inside of him. 

Both of them groaned slightly and Eli let Aesop get used to it before starting to move his hips upwards. The rhythm soon got faster and the embalmer was holding onto him with all of his strength, his face buried in the crook of his neck, trying to muffle the sound of his moans as the hunter rammed roughly and relentlessly in him, tears pricking his eyes.

His ponytail didn't look like anything by now and his mind was clouded with pleasure. He couldn't even tell if the other survivors got out or not since then but he didn't and wasn't able to care much anyway.The only thing he could think about was Eli touching him, kissing him, fucking him, sending him on cloud nine every time his dick hit his prostate and by the friction given to his own cock pressed between their stomachs.

Eli let him down on the ground at some point and made him turn so he could face Aesop's ass instead, entering him again to chase for his climax. The embalmer couldn't handle it anymore on his side and already cummed against the tree, his hands on the trunk now supporting the weight of his overstimulated body. Meanwhile, Eli was pushing even harder and faster, groaning every now and then until finally, he stilled himself and let his semen pour in his hole.

Now that it was over, the tension started to calm down and they ragged breaths slowly became more regular. Aesop was still holding onto the tree and Eli on his waist, only taking out his shaft once he got a hold of himself.

After that, he helped the embalmer to put his clothes back and lifted him to the opened exit gate at the other side of the map, the latter being cradled comfortably in his arms. When they reached it, Eli lowered himself to put him on the ground and as he was about to straighten up, Aesop cupped his face to give him one last kiss.

"Would you like to come to my room after this match?" he whispered.

Huntsman gently caught his hand and sketched a smile.

"Sure."