Thread: Frost Bitten (Fantasy, Rough)

Chapter 1 Lidia dashed through the woods. It was snowing that day. The flakes were falling like rain. She could barely see anything. The cold cut through her like a knife. In her haste to runaway from her broken home, the young woman just left with the clothes on her back. Years of playing in the woods behind her familys home, the young female had found many hidden treasures. An abandoned cabin was one. That was her destine for the time being. She knew her father wouldnt call the police, for she was twenty-one already and the things they both had done would cause rise of concern. Such as why a twenty-one year old had to run away. He had money and he wasnt stupid. His fingers may reach places but the man didnt need that kind of press. The man would simply hire a group to track her. Lidia had finally waited until the time was right and made her move. The sun was going down along with temperatures. The wind was picking up. Her hazel green orbs could barely pick up colors and shapes by the time shadows were casted and started to feel alive. It was a scary moment and the cold air was killing her lungs as she ran. The young female thanked her heavens that she was a trained marathon runner. It would be harder if she was a bit out of shape. The young woman had stopped. Her dulled senses picked up, what she thought was a muffled voice. Was that screaming, the brunette questioned herself in her own thoughts. The sound traveled again. Curiously she looked about. People, she confirmed. Lidia didnt care if they were hurt. If she could help them then they could help her. The woman began to search for the source and found it to her surprise. Large green hazel eyes widened at the scene that appeared before her. A man laid on the ground with his back against a tree. His clothes were made of a white tunic, a broidered leather vest, and a long fur cloak. The tall male was injured. An arrow stuck through the knee, soaking his black breeches in his crimson fluid. A long blood trail had been peeking through the specks of snow that had fallen. Lidia shook her head. This couldnt be real, she snapped in her thoughts but her breath caught as her visions traveled over the rest of the scene. One man crouched before the raven haired man at an arms distance she should judge. The tall male had short white hair, porcelain white skin, and a slightly toned build she would guess under his white tunic and velvet blue vest with decorative swirls sewn into it. The material appeared to be thick and warm. His pants seemed like what a pirate would war. Black, loose around the legs but thick at the top of the black leather boot. It seemed something out of a cosplay catalogue. A silver decorative earing linked from the top of his pointed ear and draped down to the lobe of his right ear. Wait did she just see a pointed ear, Lidia questioned herself. The woman had to close her eyes and rub them before shaking her head. By this time the men who were in silver armor like a knight, came up and around the man on the ground. He squirmed and murmured something about a prince to forgive him. This seemed all to unreal for the female but she watched at the distance she was at, ignoring the chill that was biting at her wet skin from fallen snow. No, your highness, the man appearing to be an elf on the ground yelped. Im sorry. I had to. My princess would behead me if I didnt try some sort of arrangement, the man with long black hair screeched. The white haired male shook his head. You know I dont do business like this. So why did you go behind my back and, the creature paused and turned his head. Almond shaped eyes blinked, revealing a hue of blue in various shades. It reminded Lidia of the star bursts she watched on some sort of space documentary. The gaze in the white haired mans eyes seemed dangerous. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lip as his curiosity was confirmed. The young woman with bark colored hair saw him. Her eyes were wide and even from this distance, in the low light he could still see his reflection. Oh She saw him, the creature thought. How delightful, he hummed before turning to his captain and pulling a furred cloak off his servants back. Ill return this, the prince spoke in a jovial tone before turning back and seeing the woman run swiftly away. This earned a whistle on his pale thin lips. The tall creature turned towards the injured male on the ground who was white washed with fear. Beads of sweat tricked down the sides of his brow. Ill have mercy for now Thank the woman who saw us. Its because of her that I am in high spirits, the snow haired fellow whispered into the others ear. The prince slapped the man, burning in a frost bitten mark upon the injured mans cheek. Take care of his wounds. I have a bird to chase. His voice was sharp and commanding before he prince darted off into the woods. The creatures feet danced on the breeze. After all he was a fairy. A prince from the veil, one who ruled over winter. Catching a human in this weather was simple. Even the snow flakes, through the echoes of their fallen bodies had told him exactly where she was. It seemed the human had fallen and rolled down a hill. She was bruised and hurt but alive. So much, his ice blue eyes could see that she had tried to hide herself behind a white birch. The fairys smirk turned into a full grin. Parted lips upon risen cheeks revealed how delighted he was. For the last human to see him was many centuries ago when man still believed in gods and offered sacrifices to the seasons. Lidia tried to shake her head of the images plaguing her mind. He was handsome but her internal alarms screamed to stay away. After all, he had to be some crazy cosplayer, she thought constantly to herself. The young woman was shaking both from adrenaline and fear. The cold had little factor into her current state. Wide emerald green and creamy brown eyes scanned behind her. All she saw was a white blanket of snow falling. It had gotten heavier. Even the mist from her breath was cut in half and fog started to surround her. The prince made the fog form a ring around her. Prey tended to not run where they could not see. The creature let his tongue slowly run over his bottom lip. Her soaked clothes, the white short sleeved top the female donned was not fit for his element. The tall male adored the sight. Her flesh shivered under the wet cloth stuck to her features. The blue pants she was wearing were muddy and clung to her short legs. It empowered him a bit to see how small she was compared to his height. His blue orbs could see how succulent her breasts were and wanted to touch them as they shifted with her body moment. He made a careful calculation to stay out of her sight. The fear build up wasnt enough for him to make his move. The frosty male needed her to get away from the tree first. Lure her out into the more open area. He wanted her under him for many selfish reasons as well as a few kind motives. The woman before him would freeze to death and he simply couldnt have that. Humans were among a few of his favorite creatures. They actually enjoyed what he could offer. He wouldnt be where he was if it wasnt for their admiration of him. The royal fairy smirked as he thought of a plan to lure the human to the center. A small white dove made of snow formed from his palm. It immediately took flight and landed where he wanted it to. The center where it hopped and bobbed like a normal bird would. The prince watched curiously to see what the human would do. He hopped her curiosities would get the better of her. Most trapped prey couldnt think beyond their own fear and anything subtle would frighten them further but none the less he didnt want her cornered. Lidia saw something odd. A dove but it looked somewhat odd. It appeared almost two smooth. The shivering woman crawled cautiously upon her hands and knees. She would hiss ever time the cold ripped through the nerves of her hands. Soon she was upon the bird but when she touched it, it fell into a million flakes. This caused her to jump a bit but only to find a frozen statue of a tiny cat with circles carved in to identify it as a leopard. It felt smooth and cold to her touch but the detail was so well done. Her eyes were so focused on the tiny object she nearly leaped out of her own skin when a cloak made of wolf skin and fur landed next to her. It was steaming with warmth as the air grew colder and his knights body heat was still trapped within side the folds. It took a long moment for the woman to seize the gift. It was so warm on her frozen skin that her eyes began to water some. She couldnt see and so the fragile woman rubbed her eyes to clear them before pulling the soft fur closer. It had a nice, warm aroma to it. Like sandal wood. Lidia couldnt help herself but to dip her nose into to gain the scent a bit more while unbeknownst to her how much she was being stalked. The near seven foot creature wanted the female in a vulnerable position so it would be easier to control her. A cornered animal was a dangerous one. He craved to take all that power and hope away from her so it would be easier to subdue her. The fairy needed her on her back with no strength so he could completely take control of the situation but also like any creature whose mother was Nature, he was thrilled by the hunt and yes this was a hunt. The snow colored hair male licked his lips once more and with piercing eyes he watched the woman and her reaction. Patience was a vital key in capturing prey. The individual rocked forward on his toes, bending at the knees some. His sharp nose crinkled a bit as his lips spread across his features into something of a jokers grin. Slowly the pupils of his eyes dilated into large black orbs. His heart pounded into his ears loudly and his fingers twitched. The prince held his breath before lunging himself across the breeze and through the mist, to land on top of her. Lidia felt the heavy encumbrance knock her off her seated balance on her knees before being knocked back onto her shoulders and spine. A heavy thud was heard amongst twigs breaking beneath the weight of both of them. Short legs kicked as fingers and hands lunged out to instinctually protect herself. The brunette was out of breath and coughing as she thought she felt an elbow land on her breast bone before cold fingers grabbed her wrist and pinned her arms above her head. Knees sharply stabbed her inner thighs making the young woman yelp in pain before forcing her legs to spread to accommodated his size. His hips wedged between toned flesh before moving on top of her own. His thighs purposely spread as he sat on his knees a bit forcing her knees to hook around them. The hunter well aware of his surroundings and position, pressed his groin firmly into her own. It acted as an attention getter from her attempts of flailing about. Lidia stopped and glared up at the male holding her on to the cloak that acted as a blanket from the snow beneath her. The fairy nearly hissing at the pleasure ripping through his spine as it seemed easy to over take her but also the stirring his own loins from the position he had her in. The prince made no attempt at hiding it either. Instead he used it. Shhhh., the large male cooed as Lidia squirmed and tried to kick but every time she would get her legs some distance, hed use his body to slide up and ram his hardened bulge into her own. Stop, she cried out in fear as she froze. Stop squirming, he simple stated in a jovial tone. The body contact of his own on top of her left her shivering on top of the shaking she was already doing as her body was running high on adrenaline. Lidia could feel the strength leaving her and the creature on top could feel it. Almond shaped orbs gazed down as he continued to let her run herself into a weakened state. It was exactly what he wanted. His eyes soaked in ever bit of her being as he slowly rose himself some. Every detail of her hair, to her ample breasts that swayed with every struggling moment. He couldnt help but to wonder where such a woman came from. Even for such a fairy like himself who have seen the most beautiful creatures the gods had to offer and yet a human, none the less, stirred not only his loins but his instincts. He knew she would be dangerous to have close to him for she would be such a distraction. The male shook his head and conceded to his own desire and greed. It had been centuries since a creature who could warm him with their touches had the gift of sight. A small rumble of frustration vibrated his chest as the fairy lightly growled. There were things he needed to know about this human before he would have her but the prince knew exactly how to get a woman to talk, even if they didnt want to.