Thread: Do you know, what you are truly Hunting for? [Darjeeling x TinyThings]

Malvera's very first reply, caused a shiver down the Demon Hunter's spine, causing her to let out a silent whimper, past the heavy pants. Anellia gasped softly, when the pressure on her stomach subsided, breathing in deeply afterwards, just to exhale it in a painful groan, when she felt the claws cut even more fine lines in her skin. The crimson blood, was a strong contrast to her paleish skin, glinting in the weakening light of her amulet. Anellia gulped, looking up to Malvera as she turned her back to her, causing her to sneer silently. No one liked having a back turned towards them. But the pain of her arm being released, caused her focus to shift to her arm, letting it slowly drop down on the ground by her side, with another whimper. She breathed heavily through her nose, with her eyes pinched shut, to force out even more tears of pain, to dart her face with even more dark shaded lines. Her eyes was, however, shot open, when feeling the heavy appendage, making it's way up her top, looking down towards it with a gasp. Anellia started raising to her elbows, groaning as stings of pain shot through her body, originating from her wrists. She fought through the pain, starting to slowly crawl backwards, as the Demon started speaking again. She shook her head, as the Demon's hand approached, whimpering as she felt her body getting jagged a bit, as the strong cloth over her chest was ripped in shreds. It revealed a tight corset, that kept her breasts still, so they would not sway during a fight. Anellia looked back up again, with another shake of her head, getting an idea of the Demon's intentions. D.. Don't.. Do this. I.. I'll make you regret it.. I.. I don't know how, bu.. But.. I will... Anellia almost snarled her words, past exhausted panting. She tried to crawl a bit further, but was stopped when the Succubus sat down on her thighs. The stench of her blood, was causing her nose to tingle a bit, as she tried her best to focus on the Demon's eyes. The Demon's body, was the embodiment of temptation, but first now, was it truly distracting for her. Even with all this pain and fear, she found it easier to get distracted, than when she fought. Anellia listened in silence, with a growing dread in her eyes, whimpering as she tried to crawl further away. It was obviously pointless, the weight of the Succubus, while not massive, still kept her in place. Anellia froze, when the tip of the Demons tail, began it's struggle against the corset. It was no problem, breaking through the strong fabric, for something as sharp as this, but it wasn't able to without cutting a little more, than it might've with just a bra. Anellia gave a long, silent hissing, as she felt her skin gently punctured and sliced, all the way to her collarbone, releasing a gasping whimper when the appendage finally stopped cutting, her breasts bouncing free, to reveal a more impressive bust than had been visible before. No... She whimpered, biting down on her lip, as she felt the tip of her torturer, flick over her nipple, pinching her eyes shut in fear. Finally, she looked up with the word 'so', another tear shooting down her cheek as she looked up. She gulped heavily, before replying rather quickly. I.. I'll behave.. J.. Just kill me.. Don't.. Do this... P.. Pl.. Please.. The beg, had a hard time parting from her lips, knowing very little would come of such a word. For some reason, that word seemed like candy to Demons, and she immediately regretted saying it, looking up into the burning eyes of the Demon, with her own fading emeralds, a pathetically begging expression upon her face.