Chased by Temptation
Running. I keep running from someone I don't even see. I know why they are chasing me, me and the others.
We all got a head start just so it was an actual chase, I know only one of them has actually got it out for me. Only one of them is allowed to touch me, but it doesn't matter. I enjoy the chase, I know at some point I will get caught, caught by him.
In front of me, I see the fence, the fence that makes this a private forest, our private playground. I turn so I'm now parallel to the fence, running from the inevitable, just for the thrill. I passed one of the others; she had already been caught.
Naked, she's steadying herself against a tree while her partner is roughly fucking her. I ran past them knowing that a similar fate was waiting for me. I occasionally look around; sometimes, I see nothing but forest, and occasionally, I see a couple in the distance. They all are having fun in different ways.
While I'm looking back to see if anyone is after me, I literally run into someone's arms, they grab me and spin me around to dissipate my movement. I try to wrestle free from this involuntary hug, but he is too strong, too large. I don't even have to look at his face to know who he is, I know these arms.
He is my chaser. He's the predator and I'm his prey. Outside of this forest, we are a "normal" couple, but right now, I know he only wants one thing. Me.