Chapter 62: Looming Shadows
The battle was far from over.
After this short rest that was thankfully made much more resourceful and calming by Maleva, the duo was ready to get back into action and plan a new strategy.
"So, I assume you are ready too, Mal."
"I am. Just give me some time to clean up a bit."
"Huh. Clean what up?"
"You know."
No, Redheart had completely forgotten. However, only one glimpse after turning around made him realize how bad the load she obtained out of him really was.
Maleva's face was still covered in his thick and fresh load, which she desperately attempted to clean off of her face all by herself by stretching her tongue as much as possible.
She was doing a pretty good job at it, but there was much of his dripping semen that it was almost a lost cause at this point. She did everything she could. Put in a lot of effort, but it still wouldn't do much. She scooped some of his sperm off of her cheeks with her tongue, but some of it had already dripped down to her chin, so she needed to take care of that, as well. In the end, her boyfriend who she adored so much had both ejaculate in her mouth and all over her face. What had been so enthusiastically deposited in her mouth had easily been swallowed as it was poured deep down.
It was all well and fine, but she definitely had to hurry up if they wished to get anything down and move forward with their mission. Aurora was the one who dispatched them, and this mission was so crucial to Cherry Wood and its survival that she only sent them out once she knew that there was less danger as possible and that Marsha's followers were fewer. As they had separated a bit in the recent weeks following the fall of Marsha, who was still at the local prison in town.
"Do you need more time?" Michael politely asked her as he witnessed her struggling with all that thick sperm that was still coming down on her forehead, cheeks, and chin. She was still covered and drenched in it.
It felt like her tongue couldn't do much to fix this, anymore.
"Give me two seconds," she told him, confident that this was still as little as she needed in order to get that down.
Michael didn't buy it.
"Two seconds? Looks more like you'll need another hour. No offense," he set the record straight.
"Well, who's to blame?" Maleva suddenly felt slightly attacked by his recent comment.
Slightly.
***
Eventually, she got it all done.
She cleaned all of it up herself and she moved on.
They both moved on, and they were finally able to come out of the hole where they were hiding in.
Finally, out in the open once more, risks and danger came back.
Anything could happen. Both of their life was on the line. Everything was on the line for the sake of their mission.
"Seems like everything has calmed down a bit," Maleva mentioned as she scouted the terrain for a bit and couldn't detect any sign of the enemy anymore.
"That's good," Michael replied.
"With everything that my Mom said…"
"Yes?"
"So, your real name is Hunter?" she asked him.
"We don't really know about that. We don't know if this is the truth," he admitted to her.
"I'll be honest. I'm sort of hoping it's your real name."
"What? Hunter?" the young boy became terribly confused.
"Yeah," she reluctantly admitted to him.
"I don't get it."
"Hunter is a nice name. Michael is too. Don't worry, but I found it interesting that Hunter might just be your birth name," she mentioned to him, blushing as she did so, looking like she was becoming aroused simply by thinking about his birth name. Which was something Michael—Hunter couldn't understand.
"Okay. Let's move out," he ended this little conversation at the entrance of their hole in the middle of the woods.
***
They sneaked their way across the dark forest.
Once again, they had to be as careful as possible, and they also had to be completely silent if they wished to take their enemies by surprise.
The element of surprise would be key here.
"This is without a doubt their tracks. They're moving south," Michael commented as they came back to where they last had their battle with Marsha's followers. He was able to determine that it was indeed their tracks and their footprints in the grass.
The looming shadows had vanished from this region of the woods and moved somewhere else. This was to be expected since it had been a pretty long time since the battle had occurred, but that didn't mean that they were too far.
"They're still pretty close. I can feel it. I can smell it," huntress Maleva knew this for a fact.
"Good. Then, this means that we can still chase after them and spy on them to figure out what the heck they're doing so close to our town."
"Right."
Maleva nodded.
It was time to move again.
The two of them disappeared at the same time, leaping in the air and vanishing as they continued going after the shadowy followers who worked for Marsha.
Soon, it was silent in that part of the forest again.
The hunt had begun.
Michael was nearly salivating at the mouth, he was so eager to begin round two against their enemies.
However, that wouldn't go exactly the way they were expecting.
"Huh? What's this?" Michael asked as he suddenly felt a strange presence behind him. Could it be? Them again? Surprising them?
Yes. It was the case.
Maleva had noticed their presence prior to her boyfriend, but it was still too little too late when she understood what was going on.
"Dang, it!" Maleva grunted as the shadow men and women sprung behind the two of them and attacked them before they could do anything to stop them.
This was a trap.
Marsha's followers had waited this entire time for them.