He decides to take a quick shower before he goes down to meet her. Though he feels that every stolen second counts and they don't have much time toget...er, if she put together a little show for him, he needs to take the day off him for her. He wants to look nice for her. Is this a date? I am completely out of my mind, he thinks. But he feels that maybe a shower can relax at least his cock, he cannot go around the hotel like this. He needs to put away these heels, otherwise he will just stay. I thrashed back and forth causing him to lose his grip. He growled at me. I kicked out at him. I yelled and screamed at myself to run, but my body wouldn’t respond. His fist landed on my nose. The bone shattered with a deafening crack. Blood rushed down my face joining forces with the spittle and vomit. I landed on my stomach and tried to crawl away. He quickly grabbed my legs and hauled me back over to him. More skin was lost on my arms and legs. Dirt gathered under my nails as I tried to. The rocks were coming so fast. But I couldn’t let panic slow me down. I had trained to keep cool in stressful situations. It was so hard. My mind did not want to work.But my hands did. They reached into my pockets for the next vial.The rocks crashed into us. Dust swashed over me. Screams shouted around me as stone crashed. I couldn’t see anything. My eyes stung. I tried to stand, but the ground shook. Coordination was lost to me. The grinding clatter echoed through the canyon.“Slata’s hairy. So very, utterly full.I can’t possibly say whose fingers (or tail?) it is that’s pinching my nipples, and pinching my clit, and sinking into my ass, but every last erogenous square inch of my outside is also tended to.And then, for a good, long while, there’s only movement and feeling and feral, obscene noises and orgasm after orgasm being wrung out of my flesh as I groan and scream and swallow gulp after gulp of Bane’s fluids. Sweat and tears are streaming down my face.Bane and Rune fuck every.