He Simply Obliged When She Moved His Hands, He Didn't Know She Didn't Want Her Rear Touched, Still It

He simply obliged when she moved his hands, he didn't know she didn't want her rear touched, still it was something to commit to memory. 'How long has he had this plan?' A small smile would grace his lips as his tail would swish playfully.

"Come now, where would be the fun in divulging my plan, when actions speak so much louder?" He let his hands sink into her thighs as he walked them over to the bed so he could put his lips on those thighs; Kisses laid down her hip then down her thigh to the inner thigh as well.

“I - hey! Don’t touch me there!” Sothis huffed. Surely there was another place to grab to hoist her up, like waist or thighs. She reached a hand down to push Lance’s hands down to the back of her thighs instead. “How long have you had this plan?”

It wasn't personal just how he was trained, the last thing he wanted to do when fighting was attack a target that his weapon wasn't meant to hurt.

behind him The second hunter was having a more easier time not being lost in the trill of battle, a scowl and dead eyes so laser focused on 'the hunt' that he was just a tool of destruction.

Falcor would chomp down on a nearby scorpion that tried to attack the pair from behind, ripping it to shreds. Lance wondered why such a large amount of them was attacking the western part of Vacuo, his station of course.

Suddenly rumbling could be heard, and from the sand out dug a rare type of grimm, a giant tortoise like grimm, a slight on his family name.

Lance would jump out of the way "Whew....that's it." Lance would jump back, leaning his back into the other hunter. "You okay?" returning his sword back to normal, now he'd reeve it up, it making chainsaw noises and blades. "Follow my lead, I'll knock it over, can I count on you to attack and kill it?"

Diane was...rather used to combat like what she was seeing, her team mate, Linda Plumm, used a similar weapon, though she didn't use Dust for her's, she said something about "most everyone else uses Dust anyway", though had considered a gun mode for the Whiplader, which may require a full rebuild to even accomplish.

...anyway, Diane was helping from the vantage point still, sniping the occasional Ursa, though she was keeping her ears open for any Grimm that may be coming her way should they try attacking her because she was an open target.

Demon of the cloud

Closed rp with @etchina-danjon

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The relic of Creation, as Atlas has parked in their nation it was up to them to watch such a powerful item, with any creativity anything could be created. But in the wrong hands, it could be dangerous.

SWISH, TING, GASH, SLASH

BOOM!

Atlas, failed and now a wanted criminals was trying to get away with the relic, a bandit they been looking for ages ago had his hands wrapped around the item- it only wasn't chopped off due to his gauntlets- Lance luckily intercepted him.

"With this the sky's beyond the limits! The boarder is just the start to wall off weak-minded fools!" The bandit stated, behind his shades.

"..." Lance didn't waste time, he'd charge him, colliding weapon for weapon, as his foe would grab the cane and a portal would open up behind them both; The two would fall in, seeing....a desert with complex machines in it.

"I'll trap you in another world and then take over-" Raising the cane high in his hand during their freefall he made a portal behind him and fell into another world.

The vacuian-demon emerged from said portal, slashing said bandit's arm, and taking it clean off, fire dust so it cauterized the wound, but the relic would fly out, without Aura, it was just a cane.

"You bastard! Come my summon!" A sigil will open up in the sky and out would pop a messed up dragon, all mouth and wings, like a nightmare made manifest.

"Falcor, COME!" And alongside that would be a mighty owl, the four would clash as the cane would fall to the ground, right infront of a trader in the cloud

An hour later.

"It has to be here..." Lance was now walking the nearby Bizarre, many people he's never seen looking at him and his giant Owl friend. People would point out his summon or his tail, little did he know however, he'd be attracting some unwanted attention.

"Fuuuck..." Thinking about pounding a baby into this fertile human and taking her back home, fueled him with complete animalistic stamina. His boner now raising between her fat butt as she marked him. He'd use his tail to slap her ass, he'd claim her neck as well, softening her up for bareback wild sex they'd soon be having.

"We'll have to put that to the test~." Her shirt and his came off as she kissed him, her body heating up as she touched and memorized his body. So big and fit, and her lips covered his neck, marking it as her chest pressed into his.

"Since you offered yourself as a romantic candidate." Curiosity wasn't the only thing he planned on satisfying today, as she pointed out her weak spot to him. He never saw a crest before, it was like a tattoo, he used his long tongue to trace the patterns and shape of the rune.

"You mean this here?" Despite his monotone voice and stoic face, he could be quite mischievous when he wanted. The faunus slowly drag his tongue up her thigh till he reached the dragon goddess's lips and slowly introduced them to his own.

“It would satiate my curiosity,“ she pointed out blankly. One wouldn’t come up with a plan on the spot, right? Though a certain redhead came into mind. The two men weren’t alike.

A soft sigh left her when she was set down, and more kisses were placed on bare skin. This felt nice. Real nice. Until - “Careful about my crest mark. It’s.. very sensitive.” Which could be used to Lance’s advantage.

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