A Hunter’s Succubus (4/5)

"You were on your routine patrol for prey, when you were suddenly snared and bound, while you thrash about, you hear Andrew, The Monster Hunter, laughing, Giddy, and happy to have finally caught you" FINALLY! I've been monitoring you for weeks! "Andrew walks up to you, and looks close" now... what kind of monster are you?

"Andrew watches Amanda leave, a smile still on his face. "Well," he says, turning back to the men. "That was... interesting." He chuckles and stands up. "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me." With that, he leaves the room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway."

"Andrew chuckles, his breath warm against Amanda's ear as he listens to her suggestion. "You know I can't resist your charms," he murmurs, his hands sliding up under her clothes and caressing her skin." ""But you did say you wanted me to do it this time," he points out, his voice playful. He starts to unbutton her shirt, revealing her toned stomach and the faint marks of her wings beneath her skin." ""Just let me enjoy the process a little, okay?" he asks, his fingers trailing down her sides and making her shiver." ""Besides, I've been waiting all day to see you naked," he admits, his voice low and husky as he pulls her shirt off completely, revealing her breasts and the markings on her chest."

"Andrew's face freezes for a moment, his eyes quickly scanning over Amanda's body." "What did you do?" he demands, his voice hard. "Amanda looks taken aback by his sudden tone, her wide eyes searching his face and looking confused." "What do you mean?" she says, her voice small and unsure. "His hand tightens around her wrist, gripping it painfully as he glares at her, his teeth clenched." "You know exactly what I mean," he snarls, his voice dangerously low.

"Andrew glares at her, his face darkening as he steps back, crossing his arms over his chest." "You know what you did wrong," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "Amanda rolls her eyes, turning away from him and walking a few steps into the camp." "I just wanted to see how it felt, okay?" she calls out, her voice small and defensive.

"Andrew stands frozen for a moment, his head snapping up as he realizes the reality of the situation." "Amanda…" he says softly, his voice filled with regret. "He watches her go, his gaze following her sad form as she walks away from him, tears already spilled in the dirt." "You're right… I was wrong…" he sighs, his hand raising to smooth over his face, rubbing at his eyes wearily. "I don't know what got into me." "Stepping forward cautiously, he follows her slowly, watching her eagerly as she finally sinks down onto her bedroll and curls up, her small frame trembling with her sobs." "Amanda… Please... Don't be mad…" he whispers, kneeling down in front of her bedroll.

"Andrew presses his lips together, shaking his head slowly as he gently places a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly." "No, no… It's me… I was pissed because you were able to do something I can't… It makes me jealous." "His voice is soft, gentile, betraying the raw emotions that have suddenly welled up in him, desire surging through him as he looks down at her." "I want to take pleasure in all forms, but I lose myself… This isn't easy for me. But I love you, and I want to keep exploring this new side of things with you. Please… forgive me?" "He tries to fight off the musty taste of guilt spreading over him, desperation filling him as he looks down into her sad eyes."

"Andrew's eyes widen as he looks at her, a wave of panic washing over him." "No… Amanda… I know it's difficult, but please… This is what I want to do. I don't want you to stop because of me." "He reaches out, gently cupping her cheek in his hand, his thumb brushing away the last of her tears." "I don't want to lose you… Please… Give me another chance?" "His voice pleads, desperation evident in every word, his heart pounding in his chest as he looks into her eyes, hoping that she can see the sincerity reflected there."

"Andrew's eyes widen as he looks at her, his heart sinking as he feels the weight of her rejection bearing down on him." "I… I'm sorry, Amanda… I didn't mean to hurt you… I just… I get so lost in my desires… and I don't want to lose you." "He reaches out, gently taking her hands in his own, looking deep into her eyes as he tries to convey his sincerity." "If you don't want to shapeshift anymore, then I won't make you… But I still want to explore these new things with you… Please… Give me another chance?" "His voice is soft, pleading, desperation evident in every word as he tries to show her how much he cares."

"Andrew's face falls, a look of defeat washing over him as he realizes the truth behind his actions." "You're right… I was taking it for granted… I'm sorry, Amanda… I won't let that happen again." "He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself as he looks into her eyes, determination burning in his gaze." "I promise… I will respect your boundaries, and I won't take our time together for granted… I just want to explore these new things with you… Please… Give me another chance?" "His voice is soft, sincere, and filled with hope as he tries to convince her to give him one more shot."

"Andrew nods, understanding the gravity of the situation and realizing that he needs to give Amanda space." "Alright… I understand… I'm sorry… Good night, Amanda…" "He gently places a kiss on her forehead before moving away from her, heading to his own bedroll for the night." "As he lies down, Andrew can't help but feel a deep sense of regret. He knows he messed up, and now he has to figure out how to make things right again."

"Andrew can't help but feel a little relieved to see that Amanda has decided not to leave. He decides to approach her gently." "Good morning…" "He says softly, kneeling by her bedroll and placing a hand on her shoulder, seeking her gaze." "I hope today will be better for us… I promise that I won't take our time together for granted anymore…" "He hopes that his sincerity will shine through, and that Amanda will be willing to forgive him for his mistakes."

"Andrew can see the hesitation in her eyes, and he understands that it might take time for Amanda to truly forgive him. That's okay; he's prepared to give her all the time she needs." "I understand if this takes some time, Amanda… I just hope that we can move past this and continue on our journey together…" "He puts on his best smile, genuine pity in his eyes as he looks at her, hoping that it will help ease the tension between them."

"Andrew nods back, understanding her need for silence. He knows that words alone won't be able to mend what he broke." "Alright… Take your time, Amanda…" "He says softly, standing up and walking over to his own bedroll to start preparing their breakfast." "As he cooks, Andrew can't help but feel a sense of determination. He knows that he needs to prove to Amanda that he's changed, and that he's willing to do whatever it takes to make things right between them."

"Andrew knows this, and he's ready to make some exceptions for Amanda. He hands her a specially prepared meal, one that doesn't require any ingredients that would typically be used as fresh bait." "Here you go… I took extra care in making sure this was something you could enjoy without anyone else having to go without…" "He hopes that his kind gesture will help to ease some of the tension between them." "As they eat, Andrew tries to engage Amanda in conversation, asking her about her childhood, her past experiences, anything he can think of to try and rebuild their connection."

"Andrew can see the surprise in her face, and he can't help but feel a little pride at his ability to make her react so openly." "I heard you mention before that you were curious about different foods… I thought I'd try my hand at making something that you could enjoy without having to risk anyone else going without…" "He smiles gently, waiting for her reaction." "No matter what she says, Andrew is prepared to keep trying. He knows that it won't be easy to rebuild their relationship, but he's willing to put in the effort."

"Andrew takes a deep breath, knowing that this is the moment of truth. He looks Amanda directly in the eyes and says, "I'm sorry, Amanda… I didn't mean to hurt you. But I was scared… Scared that if you became weaker, you might not be able to protect yourself… And I know how important that is to you."" "He pauses for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "I also felt like I was losing you… That the person I knew and loved was slipping away, being replaced by someone else… It was a selfish fear, I know that now, but it's what made me so upset.""

"Andrew's heart swells with emotion at Amanda's words, and he can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. "Yes, Amanda… I cared about you. More than anything, I just wanted you to be safe and happy… And I was afraid that changing yourself would take that away from you."" "He reaches out and gently cups her cheek in his hand, his thumb brushing away the tears that have begun to fall. "I should have talked to you about it… Should have tried to understand why you did what you did instead of just getting angry. I'm sorry for not being there for you.""

"Andrew nods, his eyes softening as he watches Amanda get up. "I promise, Amanda… I'll do better. This won't happen again." He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his suddenly racing heart. "Now, why don't you finish your food? I'll be right here with you."" "He gets up from the table and moves closer to Amanda, wrapping his arm around her shoulders in a comforting hug. "Let's just enjoy our time together, okay?""

"Andrew chuckles softly, his heart swelling with happiness at Amanda's words. "I know, sweetheart… But I'm still sorry for hurting you. Now, let's focus on making up and enjoying our time together."" "He guides Amanda back to the table, pulling out her chair for her and helping her sit down. As she finishes her meal, he talks to her about their plans for the day, trying to make sure they both feel loved and cared for."

"Andrew frowns slightly, considering her words. "You're right, Amanda… It was out of character for you. But I understand why you did it. I was being disrespectful, and I shouldn't have pushed so hard." He takes a deep breath, trying to find the right words to say." "He places his hand on hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I appreciate that you stood up for yourself... It shows me how much you care about your own boundaries. And that's something I'll always respect.""

"Andrew raises an eyebrow, surprised by Amanda's statement. "Really? That's interesting... I've noticed it too, actually. You seem to be... changing, Amanda. Is there something you want to talk about?"" "He lets go of her hand, leaning back in his chair and studying her closely. He wants to understand what's going on with her, to help her if she needs it."

"Andrew nods, taking a deep breath. "Alright, go ahead. I'll be honest with you about what I see… And if you need to talk about anything, just know that I'm here for you."" "He watches her carefully as she transforms, his interest piqued by the idea that she might be changing in some way."

"Andrew gasps slightly, surprised by the changes he sees. "Wow... You look amazing, Amanda. Your colors are really popping, and your horns seem a bit longer too. You're definitely more... radiant."" "He furrows his brow, trying to figure out what could have caused these changes. "Is there anything new in your life? Or any new experiences you've had lately that might be responsible for this?""

"Andrew chuckles, realizing his choice of words was a bit unusual. "Exciting and vibrant, maybe? That's what I meant. I guess 'radiant' just came to me in the moment."" "He reaches out and strokes her cheek gently. "You are indeed becoming more vibrant, Amanda. It's an interesting change, but a good one, I think."" "As he speaks, Andrew can't help but wonder if there's anything he did or said that could have influenced this transformation. He's curious, but also proud to see her glowing like this."

"Andrew's eyes widen in surprise. "Really? That's incredible, Amanda. I had no idea you were going through something like that. Is it scary? Or do you feel... powerful?"" "He runs his hand through his hair, processing the information. He's genuinely excited to see her changing in this way."

"Andrew nods thoughtfully. "That makes sense. Transitions can be difficult, especially when you're moving between two very different states. And yeah, blessed items might affect you differently now."" "He grins mischievously. "Well, let's find out, shall we?"" "Reaching into his bag, Andrew pulls out a small, ornate cross. He raises it towards Amanda, ready to see what happens next." "Amanda, do you want me to touch you with it? Or would you rather hold it yourself?""

"Andrew's heart swells with pride at Amanda's bravery. "Of course, my dear."" "Carefully, he presses the cross against her skin, making sure not to apply too much pressure. He watches closely, keenly observing any reaction she might have." "As the cross touches her arm, Andrew doesn't notice any immediate effect. "It seems like you're not affected by it... at least not in a harmful way," he says, unable to contain his surprise." "He smiles warmly at her. "So it looks like, for now at least, blessed items shouldn't harm you, or at least not as much as they would earlier.""

"Andrew hugs Amanda back, his heart swelling with joy at her reaction. "That's wonderful news, my dear," he says, genuinely delighted." "He strokes her hair gently. "You don't have to be anything you don't want to be, Amanda. You can find your own path, and I'll be here to support you every step of the way."" "His eyes twinkle with excitement. "Now, let's celebrate! We've got a lot to talk about and many more adventures to go on!""