He Enjoyed The Praise, But Was Sad It Would Have To End Soon Once She Gave Him What He Wanted. A Small

He enjoyed the praise, but was sad it would have to end soon once she gave him what he wanted. A small grunt of pleasure escaped his lips once she tangled her hands in his soft green hair- what was this feeling? Being pat on the head, having someone touch him firmly with want, made him get more wet- his boner now firmly pressed against the slit of his pants.

He's switch it up by rolling his tongue upwards and downwards to get both walls coiling around his tongue, and flexible, faunus had plenty of traits that made them better in bed. He tried hard to get her to cum by being slightly more forceful.

Her legs slowly relaxed so there’s no threat anymore. But fingers found homes in Lance’s hair, tangling digits in locks. Sothis moaned lowly at the tongue that delved into her heat. She slowly rocked her hips against his face, as if wanting more.

“Tongue feels good,” she complimented in a breathless manner.

"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.

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?”

As he increased his strokes, his core pushing into her ass making resounding claps echo in the room, he grabbed her hair to keep her stable and pull her more onto him. She looked back at him and her look made him wanna protect her, but also rail her stupid. He'd pull her into a rough kiss, tilting her head up to crash their lips together.

She seemed to be using some soft of semblance to augment herself- or since this may have been another world, it could be something else- either way it added in the pleasure, making his cock head crash into pussy walls and push against her deepest parts. "Fuck~" He whispered into her ear as he continued pushing into her.

She moaned hard, using the force to reinforce herself. He was strong and savage, and she moaned as she looked back at him, her eyes full of lust. She met his thrusts as she trusted the force, his cock feeling so good, "Yes~."

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.

"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.