"Haaa~... I'm fine, lover."
Ostia was shaking, but the horse-kin seemed otherwise fine. Juni was getting up a bit more slowly, rubbing his head tiredly as he trotted over to the dune top.
"I just don't understand... the deserts always house airships... we must-"
A loud swoosh filled the darkening air, Ostia turning her gaze wearily to behind Esril and widening her eyes. Juni hadn't spoke up... and she saw why. A hole in the sand, the salamander now up to his waist. But it wasn't quicksand, especially based on the scorpion-kin who was hunched over him. The tail was aimed at Juni's back, a second set of black chitin arms hiking up Juni's dress while the other held his mouth shut and wrists together. The sight of C cups locked within a carapace bra made it clear this was a female... but the thick ovipositor pushed against Juni's well-trained buttcunt was certainly not to say there wasn't a cock to pound him with. The chitin was folded to form a mask around their face, so there was no way to even verify the scorpion as either a normal female or herm...
"Chkchck!"
Juni wiggles his hips and gave a muffled cry, the scorpion-kin hiking him back and sinking their ovipositor in before submerging their waists in the sand.
"Damn scorpion tribals," Ostia tiredly tried to reach for her spear as Juni squirmed and the scorpion pushed him slowly into the sand to push inside him harder, "They love to ambush and flood guts with eggs... we could capture it but your boypussy there will be carrying a few butt-babies in him for a while... but rushing her means she gives him some venom that might be an aphrodisiac or lethal dose..."
Ostia was shaking, but the horse-kin seemed otherwise fine. Juni was getting up a bit more slowly, rubbing his head tiredly as he trotted over to the dune top.
"I just don't understand... the deserts always house airships... we must-"
A loud swoosh filled the darkening air, Ostia turning her gaze wearily to behind Esril and widening her eyes. Juni hadn't spoke up... and she saw why. A hole in the sand, the salamander now up to his waist. But it wasn't quicksand, especially based on the scorpion-kin who was hunched over him. The tail was aimed at Juni's back, a second set of black chitin arms hiking up Juni's dress while the other held his mouth shut and wrists together. The sight of C cups locked within a carapace bra made it clear this was a female... but the thick ovipositor pushed against Juni's well-trained buttcunt was certainly not to say there wasn't a cock to pound him with. The chitin was folded to form a mask around their face, so there was no way to even verify the scorpion as either a normal female or herm...
"Chkchck!"
Juni wiggles his hips and gave a muffled cry, the scorpion-kin hiking him back and sinking their ovipositor in before submerging their waists in the sand.
"Damn scorpion tribals," Ostia tiredly tried to reach for her spear as Juni squirmed and the scorpion pushed him slowly into the sand to push inside him harder, "They love to ambush and flood guts with eggs... we could capture it but your boypussy there will be carrying a few butt-babies in him for a while... but rushing her means she gives him some venom that might be an aphrodisiac or lethal dose..."