Whoo hoooo!! Congrats! And yay! Okay… you’ve got such incredibly moving work, it’s enticing to see what you’re gonna do with short word limits!! 😍 if it pleases the jury, may I please request…
Hunter, fem reader, suggestive fluffy, 300 words, number 14 - "You're allowed to need help."
Hunter saying the line… Maybe as some kind of new step in their relationship, taking it further, from flirting to more meaningful/real? Just all that cheesy heartwarming emotional stuff. 😂 Bonus if nature is involved!
Annnnd, of course, always feel free to ignore! Love having you here and can’t wait to see all the drabbles from this event! 😁
Hold It Like This
Pairing: Hunter x Fem!Reader
Tags & Warnings: suggestive themes, fluff, innuendos
Word Count: 300
Author's Note: Free, my darling, you are my first event request! Thank you so much for participating 🥺 Ohhhh, a Hunter request 👀 I don't think I've ever written for him before 🤔 Well, no time like the present to give it a shot. I hope you like how I wrote him! It's definitely fluffy… and suggestive 😏 Please enjoy 💚
It’s a gorgeous morning in the woods with fresh dew making the area glisten like crystal. Hunter leans against the doorway of the cabin, sipping his mug of caf while watching you struggle to chop wood for the fire. He offered to do it himself, but you insisted that you could handle it on your own. He winces at your latest attempt of a swing, but smiles at the adorable frustrated grunt you make when the ax head misses its mark.
Hunter shakes his head and sets his caf down on the railing, not able to watch any longer in fear that you’ll hurt yourself. He walks up behind you and chuckles softly. “You’re allowed to need help, you know.”
You pout and mumble under your breath that you would’ve figured it out eventually, but that is a lie. You knew the moment you felt the weight of the ax that this task was out of your league. You release a heavy sigh of defeat. “Show me?” you ask.
Hunter smiles and obliges your request. He presses his broad chest against your back and rests his head between your neck and shoulder. He wraps his arms around your torso and lays his hands atop yours, slowly moving them along the smooth length of the ax handle. “Hold it like this,” he says. His deep and smoky breath tickles your neck, causing the little hairs to stand on end. “Make sure your grip is tight around it.”
The intense heat radiating from his body causes your heart to beat faster as your face flushes. Your mouth is like a desert and you swallow hard, trying to remind yourself that you’re supposed to be chopping wood. “Like this?” you ask, a little too breathy.
“Just like that,” Hunter whispers in your ear.
*PANTING*
How... How did you do that in 300 words... :O
That was nefarious. ;)
and SO GOOD!!
Thaaaaank you, wonderful friend!
