Beautiful Dynamics

Bad Bunny

The moment I came to the tall wispy grass at the tree line, I leaped. The only reason I did was because I didn't want to feel it against my legs. It wasn't the smartest choice. I should be conserving my energy. I was quick, but stamina was my downfall. I was in track and field when I hit high school, and I was made the team's number one sprinter. I could take off at the speed of lightning and keep it for several yards. But ask me to run a marathon? No thank you. That would be deathly boring for me. I was still unsure if I was made number one because I deserved it, or if my parents once again paid or bribed it into happening. More than likely, the ladder. The reason being, there was another girl much faster than I was, not by much, but she beat me 9 out of 10 times. She deserved the spot, and she knew it. She hated me, and I didn't blame her. I would hate me too. It was valid to be pissed that someone got everything they wanted because mommy and daddy paid for it. My parents' wealth got me a lot. And yet here I was, running through the woods because I wanted to be ravaged by a man I'd only known for no more than a month. I'm sure she on the other hand was married with at least two beautiful kids by now. Trauma was one hell of a drug.

Sprinting in the woods wasn't the safest though. I could catch my foot on a rock, trip over the root of a tree, or fall into a ditch because I wasn't paying close enough attention. I slow down and start jogging lightly. The sprint was all for show anyway. Raph would be made to think I went out deeper into the woods than I actually had. This would have him run out past me, and I would then follow to keep better track of him. I'd made up my mind that I was going to in fact be the hunter, and Raph was my unsuspecting prey. Brent was smart to have put me in white, otherwise Raph would have never caught me. I'd played this game when it wasn't one. Escaping the camps my parents forced me to go to. I'd whispered a question into Brent's ear before taking off. I'd asked him if I could strip naked once in the woods. "Absolutely not." Was his answer. I don't think neither Raph or Brent understood who I could become when forced to survive. Sure, I was meant to be the prey. But I was done with being the victim. I'd played that role all my life. I slow my pace. I needed to look for a hiding spot. There weren't many bushes, and there was no tall grass. There were only trees, and most of them were thin. I sigh to myself. This white outfit was really f*****g it up for me. As this thought crosses my mind, a light bulb goes off.

I strip off my top and dip down and start rolling it around in the dirt. Once it was no longer stark white I slip it back over my head and reach down to slip down the leggings and repeat the same process. "Ha!" I exclaim holding them up to make sure I hadn't missed any spots. "Loophole bitch." I grin to myself while sliding them back on. I take off my shoes and again repeat. I pause. Was I going too far with this? It was supposed to be a game. Maybe I shouldn't be so hard core. Nah, f**k that. "Lets take this mother fucker down." I growl before rubbing the dirt that was on my hand into the skin of my face. Now all I was missing was some theme music. "We're not doing that." I answer my own thoughts while shaking my head. "We are not creating theme music. Jesus." Now that I was no longer sticking out like a sore thumb, I could more easily hide behind these thin trees. I was running out of time. Raph had more than likely already started running at this point. I pick a tree with the thickest trunk and perch myself behind it. "Now we wait." I whisper.

It felt like forever passed. Getting bored, I started picking away at the bark on the tree. This is when I heard him. Peeking from behind the tree I make out the form of Raph's zipping through the trees. I hold my breath as he gets closer. But then to my surprise he makes a dead stop only a couple yards from me and looks to each side for a moment. s**t. So he knew I might chose to stay closer up to the starting line. Smart man. I slide down slowly to the ground, and by some odd phenomenon Raph does exactly the same. How the hell? That was weird. I couldn't make out his face, but I could almost feel that he was squinting out into the dark. He stands up so quickly I almost gasp. That would have been end game right there. He then begins to jog and passes me up entirely. I wait till he's a good distance before letting the breath I was holding to exhale. "Shit." I curse before standing slowly. I needed to stay at least a few yards behind him closing in carefully. If he kept up this pattern of starting and stopping. It would be easy. I would be able to attack him when went into that stooping position.

Walking quickly I start off in the direction I'd seen Raph take off in. As I pick up speed to a jog; I let my mind wonder, and I'm brought to the comment Raph made, "When I'm allowed my way with you, you'll be begging your Daddy there to make me stop." It was a bold statement to make in front of Brent. Which told me he would definitely hold to it. I bite down on my lip. Raph didn't scare me. But the truth was, I hadn't been with anyone but Brent in months, and I wasn't sure how I was going to handle another man. Let alone having Brent then watch. It was thrilling. It was hot. Now, I'd had threesomes before, but they'd always been with two women and one man. I'd never been with two men at once. Brent was the first man that I'd ever admitted wanting something like this. And lets be honest. Women's sexuality was constantly under scrutiny. Coming forward about this fantasy to some brought on some harsh opinions. Men could do it no problem, but let a woman do it and she was a w***e. It was infuriating. How about we let women explore their sexuality with the same freedoms as men without fear of being crucified by society? "Yeah right, doubt I live to see the day." I say to myself.

I was about three full minutes into deep maladaptive daydream state before I realized that I should have come up on Raph by now. My heart free falls to my knees and springs back up into my throat, and I'm jolted to a dead halt. He was playing with me. God damn it. He must have seen me. How? He'd obviously played like he hadn't seen me. Sighing I try to appear calm. Playing it cool; I start jogging again, my only chances at getting away was to pretend I didn't know he was now the one following me. I keep the same pace for a couple minutes before darting sharply to the left in a sprint. I don't dare look behind me. If he caught me, he caught me. But looking back could cause me to trip or lose focus. Up ahead I see a fallen tree, and I prepare myself to make a leap. I don't make it. I feel Raph's arms wrap their way around my waist and I'm taken up off my feet. "Gotcha." He growls before spinning me to face him. I kick furiously and one makes contact with his right thigh. He only laughs. "Adorable." Next thing I know I'm thrown up onto his shoulder, "Made it far too easy. Missed a spot on your shoe by the way. Smart move darkening your clothes with dirt, but not smart enough." He chuckles while carrying me back the way we'd came.

Oh hell no, I was not going this easily. I go dead weight on him and let my face rest on his chest. I was now eye to eye with the tattoo of the witchy looking lady over his peck. I think I'd heard Brent say it was Lilith? Raph was covered in tats, he looked like he was wearing a long sleeved shirt made of art work. The look suited him. Looking down I can see a snake dawn to look as though it was slithering up from under the band of his pants. Ironic. I was astonished to find how soft his skin was, and he'd barely broken a sweat! How the actual f**k? I was drenched! "Sweetheart. I dead lift three times your body weight. Please." Raph laughs shaking his head. It showed, I felt like I was being held up to cold marble. "Fine, take a nap. You're going to need it." He says continuing his walk back towards Brent's house. I wait till it felt like he'd grown into the idea I was giving up before biting down hard into his peck. It received the exact reaction I was hoping for. "f**k!", He jolts and the arm he was holding me up with loosens from around my waist and I throw myself forward. Landing on my back, the wind is knocked out of me. I was going to feel that in the morning. I didn't have time to collect myself, so before I could I was scrambling up and trying to start off in a sprint. "OH no you don't!" I hear Raph's booming voice behind me. His hand rips me back by my arm spinning me downward onto the ground. I again go to get up, but this time Raph joins me on the ground and pins me below him.

"You're not going to stop this little Bunny. I'm half tempted to let you up. Allow you to think you can escape. Such fun." He growls down into my ear near the damp ground. "f**k you, I snarl bucking upward." He was strong. Too strong. He was right, I wasn't going to be able to stop this. I whine. "Aww, poor Bunny." He says while pulling my hands above my head. His knees push my legs apart and he grinds himself against me. Oh god. He was rock solid. I close my eyes and tilt my hips connect. I get a deep throaty growl of approval. "Good Bunny." Oh no, not good. Not good at all. I think to myself with a grin. If I couldn't win with strength. I would with seduction. If he could use brute strength, I would use what he wanted against him. I grin before going to his ear and purring, "We don't have to tell my Daddy." I giggle while whiling my hips up. I whimper. "I can be a bad Bunny too."