DBD One Shots

Huntress x Male reader

Burying the hatchet ♡
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You were huddled behind a jagged rock with 2 others discussing your next move. Felix had already been killed for the trial. The Huntress wasn't tolerating much tonight. There were still 4 generators to repair. It was grim.

As the three of you talked a hatchet whizzed in front of all your noses and you could practically hear everyone's hearts drop. Claudette took off first, Mikaela followed suit. Maybe if you shuffled behind the rock a bit more you could successfully hide. You do so, using as much shrubbery as you could to your advantage.

You heard the woman's heavy footsteps for a moment, and they were gone. Hiding worked. You couldn't resist cracking a smirk as you slowly rose from the bush and took a step forward to meet up once again with the others.

Your smile was quick to fade when a soft humming came from behind you.

At first you debated on not looking back. As if she'd magically disappear if you ignored her. Though instead you turned slowly, bloody bunny mask meeting your gaze, towering above you. Your legs reacted before you did, taking off in a hasty sprint. All you heard after that was a grunt, whoosh, and you were down.

She hummed peacefully as she approached you, her song a ballad of despair.

She roughly removed the hatchet from you, eliciting a scream and she continued to hum as she pocketed the weapon and threw her axe to the ground. Managing to flip yourself over to see what the hell she had planned you took a sharp inhale from the pain.

Surprisingly she plopped down on top of you, straddling you. Was this some new mori? Was she going to gut you like a pig? Maybe you could reach her hatchet and fight back. During this debacle a generator had gone off. 3 left. You sat forward as much as you could and reached for her hatchet, but she was quick to snatch your wrist. Still humming that damned tune. In response she tossed your hand aside, removed the hatchet, and tossed it next to her discarded axe. You internally curse.

She lifted her skirt and dropped it, covering where she was sitting on top of you, her large and powerful frame curshing your pelvis. She noticed your bulge before you did, and without skipping a beat a hand flew to your throat and she began to grind.

Heart flipping and dropping like crazy from the very sudden sexual act you cried in protest, but she only tightened her grip around your neck and you were stifled. You couldn't lie, you were enjoying this. Daring to rest your hands on her thighs she didn't react, only leaning forward to watch you intently. Her heavy breathing could be heard, but at least she stopped fucking humming. Getting sick of a lack of stimuation she suddenly stood, removing her layers until she was exposed to the forests' cool air. She left her outer skirt and shirt on though, plopping back down and staring at you expectantly. You took the signal to fish your hard dick from your old jeans and boxers, wondering if this would even go in your favor. She only positioned herself a little bit, once again expecting you to do something. You lined it up and stroked a thigh to let her know, but she slammed herself down with such force she might have broken a bone.

You moaned in both pain and pleasure. She had to be a virgin. She was so goddamn warm and tight for someone so large and strong. She seemingly needed a moment to adjust as her grip loosened on your neck and you immediately drank in the free air as she took a few breaths, cocked her head to the side, and replaced her stronghold on your throat as she started to move. Her choke on you was acting as a weight to steady herself as she rode you, going faster harder and rougher. Meanwhile you were draining into a mess. The entity's trials and campfires didn't allow much privacy, so it was safe to say you haven't done anything in an awful long time. Personally, you were impressed you didn't come immediatley.

Clawing at her bare thighs your voice strained moans and whimpers, thinking you were going to pass out at this rate. She was merciless. You let your eyes wander and they fell upon her breasts. Did she even wear a bra? Her tits bounced with her rythym, and you couldnt help a small grope. To your suprise she allowed the gesture and you took advantage, massaging her large breast in your seemingly tiny palm and slightly pinched a nipple. She groaned at this and scared you made a bad move your hand quickly retreated, but she roughly grabbed your hand and forced it back. You continued to grope and fondle, seeing her enjoy herself freely.

Another gen popped. She could care less.

Getting bolder, you bucked your hips in time with hers, and she snapped her head to look at you but you didn't stop. Openly moaning from the pleasure, you felt her hand leave your throat, finally, and she simply continued to bounce on your dick, watching you intently. You cursed under your breath.

So tight... so warm.. Your mind got hazy, your thrusts sloppy. She clenched, and that was it. You couldn't help lifting your hips as much as you could, trying to be as deep as you could go. She understood, and sank her full weight onto you, grinding with your dick inside her. Yeah, that was it. You tensed, biting your lip until it bled, cumming hard and fast into her. She let out a gasp followed by a hum of what sounded like affection and you layed there absolutley dazed. Your grip didn't loosen. Part of you wanted a round two, but you also knew you couldn't handle it. She sat ontop of you for what felt like ages, and she removed herself from you as another generator was done. One left.

You had to look. Fuck you were happy you did. The thick ooze of cum that connnected your dick to her cunt was so heavenly maybe even the entity would hide from its light. You felt an odd swell of pride. You did that. Literally noone else could say that. Though you decided against bragging to the others. She liked the view too, her humming starting again as she simply stared at your pathetic display. With a huff she got up fully and dressed, leaving you without a second thought.

A grunt, woosh, and a scream. She got someone down.

You took advantage of being alone to rest from both back wound and climax, giving out a largh sigh and just staring at the cloudy realm's sky. What a goddamn match.

As you sat up the final generator chimed and footsteps rapidly approached. You weakly scrambled to tuck your shame away when Mikaela skidded to a stop beside you.

"You're fucking kidding me." Was all she said. Granted, she didn't see anything thank god, but it wasn't hard to piece it all together.

"I... I won't say anything if you get Claudette and we leave." With this she shook her head and took off.

You slowly stood, dusted yourself off and felt your now dirty wound react to the cold air. It stung.

But holy shit did you have the time of your life. Another smirk slid onto your face as you followed in your fellow survivor's footsteps. Maybe you could stall the bloodthirsty woman in the future once more.