User blog:Ore-samma/My Hellhound (Winter rescue)

Hello fans, Ore-Samma here!

From another forum post = https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068262/r/4400000000000452392

Another fan request; this one was so rewarding to write, and easy enough to do! Difficulty 2/10. Hellhounds are easy to write for too!

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Hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

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This was it; I was lost.

I looked at the pristine snow in the moonlight. I could no longer tell where I had come from. My footsteps that I was backtracking grew fainter, and fainter as I tried to get back to camp… but nothing. I could no longer convince myself to see even the faintest signs of my footsteps.

The blizzard picked up a bit and I looked back at the path I just came from…. Already seeing the snow starting to erase my path.

I shivered. This was it… I was certain of it. I cried out, screaming out ‘help’ as long as as loud as I could.

In the distance, I heard a howl…. Oh crap…. It must be a timber wolf!

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I looked about, and rushed in the direction that I thought camp was. I kept running, using the exertion to stay warm. I had to push forward, or risk having my death be a violent painful one instead of a cold, painless one.

Again the howl sounded and I kept on, moving closer to the mountain and out of the forest. At least I would be able to see the wolf coming.

I ran noticing a strange clearing with forest on the other side….that’s odd….

It was only after the first step in the clearing when I realized it wasn’t a clearing at all… it was the river!!!!

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A loud crack sounded and I plunged right into the water.

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I screamed and was able to immediately get out- but it was too late. I was soaked completely by the ice water that was now being blasted by the wind. I crawled forward, I had to keep going! I had to live!

At last the mountain. Great I get to die on the rocks now… wait….something caught my eye- a cave!

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“Okay, death in a cave.” I said my teeth chattering to the point of making them shatter.

I got out my survival machete and called out one more time. The only response was the wolf again, much much closer than before.

“Great!” I mumbled seeing a dark figure running along the same path I trailblazed in the snow and headed straight towards me.

I backed into the corner and waited for the inevitable.

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“Eric! Is that you? Are you there?”

“Angel?” I weakly cried out. “I’m back here!”

I heard a flurry of motion and soon saw her glowing red eyes, and in no time Angel, a Hellhound in our hiking group was before me. Already tearing at my clothes, scolding me at the same time.

“Eric! What were you thinking! Going off the main path to see the waterfall! You could have died! I almost didn’t find you! Oh!” She took off her pack and handed me a thermos. “Drink- quick! It’s holstaur milk hot chocolate!”

As I drank I saw her get out her sleeping bag and started to pull her clothes from her body.

“Okay, that’s enough. We need to get you warm right now!” She said slipping the open sleeping bag under me, dove in, and zipped it up.

“Um… Angel?

“Shhhh.” Angel cooed. Wrapping her arms around me, our fronts facing. My body rejoiced in her warmth. And soon my shivering started up again. She shifted positions between being the big spoon, then the little spoon.

“Okay” She whispered and started to shift out of the bag. “I’m gonna get a fire going! Make you some of the rations I have.” She looked at me with a worried expression. “Eric….you had me so worried.” She said in a near-sob.

I tried to give her a brave grin, my shivers restarting. “Hey- it was never going to end badly. As long as...” I let my chattering teeth stop my words.

Angel seemed about to say something, but returned to her pack. She got out some fire starters, got some wood and in no time a merry blaze was warming the cave.

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“Brrrr, now I’m cold!” She shivered as she shimmied into the sleeping bag with me.

I looked at my clothes hanging on a few branches close enough to start drying.

My shivering soon stopped again once I was next to Angel’s warm body. Her front was facing me again.

“Eric…..what are you doing?” Angel breathed, making me realize that I was stroking her ebon hair.

“Oh! Sorry, I just wasn’t thinking.” I said retracting my hand a little.

Her eyes grew a little wider and she almost seemed to pout. “Weren’t thinking? Does this mean….” She swallowed. “...that you like me?”

I swallowed as well, “Well… yeah… I do. You’re the reason why I stepped down from the expert hiking group to yours.”

Angel’s smile grew a little. “But if you like me...why... ”

I gasped as I felt her hand reaching to where my penis would be….which was stuffed between my legs.

I shifted, and her hand closed around me. “Ooooh!” She almost moaned. “I see...” She said with a new look in her glowing red eyes.

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The wind suddenly gusted in the cave, snuffing out the fire for a moment, highlighting her eyes. It re-ignited and burned just as merrily as before.

Angel shifted her leg and guided me inside her. The warmth she had on the inside was far more intense than being next to her in a -40 rated sleeping bag.

I started to move my hips when Angel clung closer to me. “Don’t” She whispered.

“What? Why?”

Angel kept her steady gaze. “You almost died, Eric. I could literally smell death on you. I don’t want you to ever get that close to death again. And if you exert yourself now….. I almost lost you!” She blinked the tears from her eyes. “Just stay like this. Our breath, heartbeat, and the warmth of the fire and our bodies will be enough. You’ll see.”

I cupped her chin and brought my lips to hers.

Our lips and tongue danced around each other. I heard her moan and felt her caress.

The cave grew warm, warmer…. It was so warm that it was almost like a blacksmith’s forge, and yet at the same time the occasional gust of wind was so biting cold it took our breath away in a frozen mist, sweeping away.

As the heat and pleasure began to build in the bag, and we soon found we couldn’t kiss each other anymore. The pain, pressure and pleasure coming from our connection was more intense than any coupling I’ve ever experienced!

It was like the most minuscule amount of pleasure and pressure built up with each breath, each heartbeat. Soon it was almost agony. I was crying out in a strange combination of agony and ecstasy! Angel fared no better, whimpering and moaning.

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At last the climax peaked and we both tried to kill the other for how hard we squeezed and squeezed. We cried out as the climax seemed to intensify with the same slowness as the build up, stretching the moment for what seemed forever. Each pulse of seed I pushed into her must have been a minute long order with the muscles taking forever to contract for each pulse, to relax and reset, and pulse again.

Angel fared no better. Her flesh clamped down on me in perfect synch, squeezing me to the point I thought I would be crushed. Her eyes open in an expression of near-panic her claws dug into my body, just barely breaking my skin. Her tongue hung out and her eyes bulged.

We cried out into the night that froze the world in a silent stillness that lent an air of isolation so complete; it was as if we were the only begotten couple in all of existence. Spending the end of the world together in each other's arms.

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At last the pain and pressure and pleasure ended in a flourish that immediately brought the need for us both to resume kissing.

We kissed….as if dying of thirst and were receiving the first sip of water.

We kissed…..as if starving to death and being spoon fed a rich soup.

We held onto each other…. Like it would allow us to live forever….

I felt sleep approaching and started to shift when Angel tightened her grip on me and gave a low growl, deep in her throat.

“No, stay inside.” She whispered.

I kissed her again and my last thoughts were of being surrounded by warmth, life and love...