The Erotic Monster Hunter RP

[Azecreth]

Alistair grimaced as his plan began to go wrong, his initial efforts successful only for the Kut-ku to register him as a threat and try to fry him. He'd dodged it, but it had come at the cost of his momentum and initial surprise, allowing the Genprey to react and start to come at him as well. Definitely not a place he wanted to be in, with so many enemies around.

"You've got to be kidding me," he grimaced as he batted away a strike with one of his swords. "So it's everyone against me now?" That certainly seemed to be like it, with the Gendromes focusing on her and the Genprey attacking him at every opportunity that they could see. This was not how he had expected things to go at all, and now he had to fight to make sure that he could get out alive. Even this might be a bit much for the Felynes in the camp.

He kept on his feet though, circling around to make sure that they weren't going to have a clear shot at him as best he could, even as he developed a plan in the interim. This was not the sort of place that he wanted to be in as he was slowly worn down from sheer numbers, if not the array of attacks coming at him. He had to handle it, quicker and sooner rather than later.

For now, he went for the Kut-ku, drawing on his blades and his rope to try and grab the Kut-ku, preferably as a mount of sorts or simply an improvised weapon, using his circling and he Gendromes themselves as a distraction. Not the most elegant plan, and if it didn't work then he would have to act fast to break through the circle he was currently in the middle of, but it was the best way to get out while he still had his prize. So he went for it, and whatever end came with it.

 

[Silverknight]

Kaze was very amazed by the sheer pleasure, and the pain that was brought along by the claws that pressed against his legs. It was something strange and remarkable all in the same moment in time. He looked over the body of the woman who was over him, it was flawless, and her abilities at mating were something that were beyond the normal by a large degree. He figured that there was something natural to her abilities and that they came by her desire to mate and the natural drive to do so. Perhaps, the black dust had enhanced it, but that only made the moment so much more intense then he thought it could be.

He himself let out a noises, moans, sounds of pleasure from his own lips as he bounced the woman pressing upwards against her a bit at this point as the pleasurable event continued on. He was going to feel this in the morning but he didn't feel shameful for some reason for this to happen and for losing against the Rathian. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to his own limits, knowing that they were coming he held out as long as possible, which wasn't that long, his lack of experience caused a bit of a lack of stamina, and the young man soon hit his limit and came hard into the monster girl.

 

[Wingshadow]

[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

Deep within the Primal Forests, lurked a creature of a darkness which hung in the shadows, her agile movements swift and hard for the human eye to follow. The thick canopy above cast long shadows, cut across with brief glimpses of blinding flashes of light. Her amber eyes gleamed looking this way and that as she sniffed the air, her strong hands grasping the bark of the tree upon which she clung. She clambered higher up, glancing down on occasion as she moved from one branch to another, searching for unsuspecting prey or unwary hunters to pounce on. She hardly remembered to look up herself, as she had very little need to. She was the dominant preditor within her territory, after all, and a swift scuffle and a few poisoned darts would send many of her viable rivals scurrying before long.

The Nargacuga kept moving, peering about, searching, sampling the air as necessary as she made her usual rounds, unaware of the fact that she shared this part of the forest with another preditor, one that she had yet to formally meet. She was not one for formalities, after all, and prefered her encounters with non-prey to be ones of brief yet vicious matches of dominance. Her slitted eyes widened as she heard slight movement below her. Prey, perhaps? In any case she froze and waited for it to draw closer...

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[The Ancestral Steppes, Desert Region - 'Gentle Demon']

The intense midday sun blazed down upon her, the heat absorbing into the black coloration of her armored body. She stood firm and unconcerned, however, eyes scanning the horizon as her gaze became blurred by the superheated air hovering over the sunbaked sand. She stepped forward, glancing side to side on occasion as she walked, her attentive eyes watching for any movement while seeking desert plants on which to feed. Her thick, clawed hands hung by her sides, her fingertips almost touching the sand upon which she walked, ready at a moment's notice to dive below the sands or block a predator's assult. She often spent her days in isolation and peace, however, and rarely directly engaged hunters that entered her field of vision. In most cases, all but experianced hunters would shy away from her in fear of her race's power, speed, and strength, and unlike her more wild cousins she did not inherit their highly aggressive nature, a fact that only became more evident in the name the local tribesmen had coined for her, Gentle Demon.

 

[Kaybee]

[Everwood Hunting Ground - Dust]

"I would recommend we camp here and build a big fire to scare anything off..." Vianna mimicked Dust's words from earlier with a touch of mockery. "Unless I missed a major linguistic development in the last handful of hours, I'm pretty sure that means scaring them off with the fire No?" She shook her head, frowning at him. "I've half a mind to leave you here and go find an actual hunter to help me. You on the other hand, clearly only have half a mind from what I've seen so far."

There was a tension for a moment, as she seriously considered dismissing him then and there, but while the decision wavered this way and that, when it eventually fell, Vianna chose to give him one more chance. "Just do your business and get some sleep, I expect to leave as soon as the sun is above the treeline, understood?" She disrobed as she spoke, stripping down to a sturdy padded breastband and undershorts, seemingly not caring if Dust watched. Then again, Dust could see hunters and huntresses alike wandering about the camp in similar attire while out of their armor as the shadows lengthened further and true night began to fall across the camp. Perhaps it was simply the fashion in this place...

Vianna grabbed a handful of items from a small personal bag then and wandered off towards the edge of camp, not quite leaving Dust's sight as she washed her face in the stream, swished some sort of foaming liquid derived from a powder into her mouth, and finally returned to slip into her bedroll with a sigh...

(Unless he has anything else to say, we'll skip to morning)


[The Primal Forests - Kaze]

The Rathian's motions were growing more erratic, and as Kaze was reaching his limit she was very clearly losing control as her bouncing lost that powerful rhythm. She shuddered, clenching tightly around him, her moans catching in her throat, rising to screams of ecstasy as she came, a corona of light from the dust flaring around her in time with her climax as she took back the reins, moved of her own accord once more only to nearly immediately undergo another orgasm accompanied by that same violet flare.

By this time Kaze was losing control, and the Rathian came again as his seed exploded white hot inside her. Her legs gave out from beneath her and she fell, hilting him inside her with a wet *shluck* as she keened high and loud, back arching like a taut-pulled bow as his cum filled her womb before she finally went limp, slumping onto his chest with a sigh, seemingly not caring that Kaze' cock was still buried inside her.

At least, until she started moving again...

It was slower, and more passionate as she leaned over Kaze and kissed him once more, but the roll of her hips was unmistakeable. It may have been painful for him -powerful stimulation so soon after having cum so hard- but despite that Kaze found he was still hard, and the Rathian didn't seem to care for any complaints as she rolled her hips, starting round two .


[The Ancestral Steppes - Sonya]

"Sure!" The huntress grinned, falling into step next to Sonya cheerfully. "The Jaggi dens are mostly in the eastern canyons, lots of caves and crannies for them to shelter in there, Seltas are in the Giants Steps, but I know a few paths from one to the other, there's even a big natural stone bridge!" She chattered on as they stepped into the light of the Steppes and began to make their way back up, moving once more towards the rocky environs of the hunting ground proper. Nat seemed over cheerful, perhaps even a little naive, but if she was any good with her bowgun then she could keep Sonya from suffering a repeat of that earlier first attempt...

The only problem then would be time... If they got too far into the steppes then they might end up having to work their way back out in the dark, and several species of monster became more active at night, which could pose no small threat...

Not that either of the girls were necessarily thinking of such right at this moment. The sun was still high and bright now, and there were hours yet left in the day. Perfect time to begin a hunt.


[Everwood Hunting Ground - Alistair]

It was not quite everyone against Alistair at least, more like a free-for-all scrum of pack, Kut-Ku and Hunter. The Genprey had both of them surrounded and were still attacking the Kut-Ku as much as they were attacking Alistair, and in response the monster was being forced to divide its attention between hunter and pack in turn.

The Genprey girls may have been beautiful in their own right, but as three-ways go, this wasn't what Alistair would have expected...

With the Kut-Ku's attention divided, it was just a mater of holding out for a chance when its attention was on the pack rather than him, and when that chance came Alistair caught the Kut-Ku by surprise, prompting a startled squawk from the monster as he landed astride it unsteadily. It bucked immediately, trying to throw him off violently but the circling pack drew its attention away yet again. A back and forth ensued, Alistair trying to control the firebird, the firebird trying to fend the pack away...

While Alistair now had the Kut-Ku on his side (at least for an alliance of convenience...) they were still surrounded, and while Kut-Ku could fly, he suspected several pounds of armor and hunter astride one might negate that capability. They needed a way out.


[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

The movement below came from prey indeed, a pair of Kelbi, chasing each other along the forest floor in a typical mating dance. As the Nargacuga watched from above the male finally caught his prize, mounting her with roughness that would make most human women (most of those that weren't huntresses anyways) cringe but that the doe-furred woman seemed to welcome, eagerly bucking against him as he spread her open. It was unexpected though, to see two Kelbi so deep in her territory, and so unaware of her presence. The easily-frightened little monsters were so skittish as to possess a near supernatural sense of danger, and yet here with a predator watching them from above they could not care less, it was almost too good to be true...

It was as she took the Kelbi in however that the Little Death caught sight of the marks on the branches beneath her feet... Claw marks, too big to be her own, a male Monster's then, a predator, in her territory...

There was a haze in the air, in her head, and she caught the scent of Cinnamon mixed with something rotting and dead...

And from above, a low growl, heavy, and a tingling sensation against her skin, purple light dancing before her eyes, and below, the Kelbi still utterly oblivious in their rutting... A dragon, not merely a wyvern, covered in sleek black scales and surrounded by a dark cloud illuminated from within by purple light... It did not even appear to have eyes, but with the way its head was lowered, the way intent was transmitted through its very form... It was focused upon her, and yet even as she looked it didn't turn around, didn't move, simply stood, mocking her...

 

[Wingshadow]

[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

The sight of oblivious Kelbi mating caused Little Death to cock her head to the side in mild confusion. She did not linger on it for long, crouching down and reaching out to climb to an ideal location in which to decend upon the unsuspecting pair. In the process, however, she caught sight of a something even more significant than easy prey. Distictive marks, marks of a male monster, and fresh ones, too, lay before her on the forest floor. She turned her head from side to side, the low murmur drawing her attention upward.

He had remained undetected by her, lying in wait for her even as she had done for the Kelbi. Her eyes narrowed, gleaming with aggression as she returned his low growl with a higher-pitched growl of her own. If the cocky male wanted to play it that way, she would be all too eager to oblige. She abandoned the Kelbi in favor of confronting this confident rival, the kind that really put her on edge. She had no idea that he was responsible for the Kelbi's odd behavior, and although she was significantly larger and stronger than the creatures below, she was just as vulnerable as they. She jumped up onto a branch which was roughly level with him, her tail swinging back and forth, the scales rattling together for a moment before the tip of her tail lunged forward, hurling a spread of poisoned barbs in his direction.

Already the scent he emitted had begun to make her feel somewhat uneasy, the origin of this remaining a mystery to her. Did she fear him? No more than any other rival which had appeared in her territory before. No, this was a much more basic drive, a primal need which he played upon when and where he wished. Her initial attack was followed up by an aggressive lunge, bringing her claws and bladed forearms to bear in her race's signature form.

 

[Azecreth]

While he had initially been worried by the situation that he was in, Alistair quickly realized that it wasn't him against everyone. It was more like a three way Mêlée à Trois between him, the Kut-ku, and the Genprey. Still not a good situation, but it was better than he had initially thought that it was. It was only a small grace, but one that he would happily accept when faced with it.

At last his opportunity came though, and with a grunt he landed atop the Kut-ku, using it as an impromptu mount (much to its outrage) Fortunately he was able to hold on and keep himself from being thrown off, giving him a temporary ally for the moment. That didn't stop the Genprey though, and now it seemed that the two of them would need to find some escape from this before they were both taken out. A pity the Kut-ku couldn't fly, but that was just something he would have to deal with on his own.

First off, he moved slightly, using his blades to help defend her flanks as best he could while making sure that the Kut-ku didn't toss him off in the process. that would defeat the whole point of this after all. Soon enough he developed a plan, and attempted to get the Kut-ku to launch some fire at the exterior of the circle they were stuck in that wad comprised of Genprey, before forcing it to move through the gap before they could reform it. He didn't expect it would solve the problem, but if they could get into the forest then it would be that much better, no longer cut off surrounded. Well, he'd see if it worked out.

 

[frightorflight]

"Like I said, I wasn't going to use the big fire itself to scare off any creatures." Her stripping down. though unexpected. Was not unfamiliar. Then there was the fact she disparaged him. That only annoyed him. He was not a hunter. He never adverted himself as one. If she did not think he was qualified than she should not have hired him. He should not disparage him as if he was a child. He had his reasons for doing things. He was not perfect and was willing to admit his errors but the fact that she dismissed him as a fool outright annoyed him. Slowly he ground from anger into wrest. He was awake. Even before her. He pulled his cloak and his boots on, and with his swords returned to their proper places he left the tent and sat on a log next to one of the guards He watched his breath mist in the cold. He turned to the guard, a cute looking girl, for she appeared to still be a girl, on the edge of womanhood but not quite a woman yet. "They call me dust," he said. then pulled the a rage up over his nose to warm his face. "Do you have a name?"

 

[Silverknight]

Kaze was taken completely off guard, he had been given a good moment to rest, thankfully as he would need that moment seriously in a much short period of time then he thought that he would need it. His mind was started to think about how to get away from the situation that he was in at the moment, but he could feel still feel himself mostly hard writhing the woman at the same time. He wondered if it was the reaction of the black dust that had hit them, or if it was just the fact the sex they had or the first round was such hot and heavy.

He soon felt her grinding against him almost, the rolling of her hips against his waist, the feeling of her working on him and his member with her rolling of her hips caused him to gasp, as it did feel a bit painful, but he also was very hard in a moment, her body was such a natural fit,and she naturally knew how to get a man excited. He reached up from her waist and took her large breasts into his hands, taking them and groped them as she rode him. He knew that this round would be without a doubt just as intense as the first round happened to be.

 

[DuxT]

"You know a path? So is this not your first time, or have you just looked into the area?" Thinking about it, Sonya should of done just that. It wouldn't of helped her earlier defeat, but knowing the terrain better was always a good thing. She pushed that thought back for later, for now she glanced over her partner, hoping the girl was good. If not then, she'd have an audience for round two with a Setlas...

Heading deeper out, Sonya didn't think of night right now. The sun was still high and it looked like she had plenty of time. In her head she could get these two hunts done and be back with Nat in time to celebrate a hunt well done. Assuming both hunts went well of course...

 

[Kaybee]

[Everwood Hunting Ground - Dust]

"Then how were you going to scare off the creatures?" She sniped back, nonplussed. "With your 'manly physique'?" She sighed, and fell silent for a long few minutes in the gathering darkness of the evening, long enough that were Dust still awake he might have thought her asleep until she spoke. "I think you could be a hunter, you're fit enough, and probably a capable enough fighter too... Just... You clearly don't know what you're getting into, and yet you keep acting like you're some sort of expert. You're a novice in this world, bottom rung, your status as a mercenary is-Hauh..." Vianna yawned. "...Irrelevant to your status as a monster hunter."

Whatever else was said though, Vianna was silent after that, and soon enough both of them were asleep one way or another.

Dawn came, sunlight breaking through the eastern treeline, bathing the camp in honey-gold tones as it promised warmth in the coming day. Vianna was still asleep as Dust rose and readied himself, but by the time he was out of the tent he could hear her stirring not far behind. The girl he approached sat, watching the rising sun, though truthfully, it was hard for dust to tell her age beneath the sturdy-looking armor she wore. It was odd, not like anything he was used to, for few mercenaries could afford the parts to make armor from monsters as hunters did, but it seemed flashy more than practical in some ways, even if it was quite solid looking...

She had a youthful face though, and a short dark-blue head of hair tied back into a ponytail while her helmet rested next to her on the bench. She gave him an odd look as he sat next to her, a familiar look, as though she was both sizing him up and wary of him at the same time. "Yes, I do." She replied eventually, then turned back to watching the sunrise, a slight smile on her face this time, though she was doing her best to hide it.


[The Primal Forests - Kaze]

The Rathian stiffened for a moment as Kaze took her breasts in his hands but then she began moving again, rolling her hips faster, tightening slightly around him as her moves gained faint urgency, churning the load of cum he'd just deposited inside her with his cock as she clearly went for a second. Her arms were around him now, new scratches on his back as she clung to him, the change of position in their union giving him the chance to thrust up and into her properly rather than merely being ridden.

It didn't seem like she was going to just let Kaze go any time soon but at least this round was slower and less intense than that first round had been... With any luck she'd tire out eventually, though monster girls had much more stamina than any human could usually match to begin with, so that might take a while...


[The Ancestral Steppes - Sonya]

"Ehehe... Not really? It's on a bunch of the maps though..." Nat grinned, scratching the back of her head awkwardly. "It shouldn't be hard to find though, it's pretty clear... See?" the huntress had been rummaging in her bag and pulled out a map, one of the usual guild maps, which did in fact highlight a little passage that ran through a narrow pathway from the step cliffs to the canyons proper. "We just head through there and we should have plenty of time!"

By now the two of them were climbing towards the cliffs again, and already Sonya could see a couple of shadows humming their way along the lower ledges. Nat saw them in turn, and looked over. "Seltas right? They look like them at least... Think I could shoot one from here to draw its attention?" The pink-haired girl had unlimbered her bowgun and was loading a handful of shells into it carefully. Even if they weren't going to take a shot from here she would want it loaded for when the fight really started at least...


[Everwood Hunting Ground - Alistair]

The Kut-ku was tiring, but as Alistair protected his flanks the pack was slowly being whittled away, a war of attrition that was brutal to both sides until finally, a lucky blast of flame opened a hole in the pack's depleted encirclement and the Kut-ku broke for it immediately, not even trying to throw Alistair off as he sprinted for the mouth of the canyon.

In fact, Alistair wasn't even sure he could get off any more. The fact that he would likely lose the kut-ku to the jungle the moment he let himself be left behind aside, the bird was pelting through the woods so fast in that combination of desperation and adrenaline that the act of jumping off itself could potentially lead to a broken bone or two, and any crippling injury could be lethal this deep in the everwood.

And that in turn was to say nothing of the Genprey pack that must still be following them...

Looking back however, the pack was vanishing into the trees even as Alistair thought of that, retreating to lick their wounds and perhaps seek out some easier prey.

Hopefully the Kut-ku would slow down soon at least... At this rate it was sure to tire itself out, and Alistair would likely be able to capture it with ease once that happened...


[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

The barbs struck puffs of darkness where they hit the dragon and some pierced through his scales as he roared and lunged, slightly slower than the Little Death but still terrifyingly fast for any being of his size. They met in the middle, the monster girl vaulting up and over his head, slashing at him with her wings as she went, opening a dozen little cuts over his back as he turned, forepaws batting at her in motions humans would call catlike, trying to smack her out of the air and missing by inches.

He growled again, louder, and the Nargacuga-girl could hear the Kelbi below snorting fearfully as the dragon paced lightly, circling as best the tree branches and vines they both stood on would afford him that movement.

Then he barked at her, a miasmic lump of blackness surrounded by a corona of purple flames flying through the air, and even as the Little Death dodged he was barking again, covering first the left of his first blast, then the right, trying to catch her as she evaded that inital attack! As they struck the trees and ground around her, the projectiles burst, scattering dense dark clouds that immediately lit up with purple lightning. Even being caught in just the edge of one of those clouds would bring with it tingling as those sparks played over skin, a scent of rotting cinnamon, and a sudden flush, heat gathering in the cheeks and between the legs, urges that had no place in a fight for dominance suddenly intruding upon the mind.

All of which would be to say nothing of being struck head-on by the attack...

 

[Wingshadow]

[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

The two beasts clashed, her swifter movement affording her an edge over the her opponent. Her attacks struck true but did not deter her rival, and given his greater size and endurance it seemed unlikely he would back away at this point. In response to her assult he retaliated in kind, launching two dark projectiles from his mouth. Little Death dodged to the right, the miasmic blast narrowly missing her shoulder, then ducked down below the tree branch to avoid the second, the attack exploding upon impact of the area she stood on mere moments ago. As the cloud settled from the second blast it coated her skin, a reddish flush appearing across her body almost instantly.

Little Death scrambled back up on top of the branch, shaking her head from side to side in an effort to clear away the haze which had gathered in her head. she growled at her opponent, in a much lower tone than before, as the mysterious substance prompted a more primal need than that of combat. She stepped to the right, then the left, the heat gathering in her lower reigions becoming uncomfortably heavy and demanding even in the short time from her exposure. Little Death lowered her head, crouching down with her tail held down as well, a low whine escaping her, almost a pleading cry to be released from the lust he had inspired within her. The Kelbi's behavior no longer remained a mystery, but her thoughts no long lingered on food or dominance, as the need to sate her desire to breed took precedence.

 

[Silverknight]

Kaze didn't know the qualities of the beautiful monster girl or how long that she would last, but damn she was hot and he knew that he was very much into this. He had been a man of great stamina his whole life, he was willing to last as long as he needed to out last her and to in this fight, this sex fight as it were to out last her and to wear her out before he took her with him back to the city. He would show her now he could have a strong side himself that he could do things other hunts she had perhaps been with couldn't do.

He thrusted himself in hard, working his hard member deeply into her as he pressed upwards, using the power and finesse that he could to take her. He didn't have the experience, but he made up for that with a willingness to figure her out, to hear her sounds and figure out what types of thrusts make the monster girl the most happy. The types of things that would make her go wild and make her on edge with pleasure. He was sure she would last more than two rounds too, as he felt her hands on his back, he knew she was marking him, for what purpose. He didn't know that at all, but he didnt' focus on it, but he would show himself better then any other hunter when it came to sex, or at least as good as any that he had known, or perhaps if she had known any better than them.

 

[Azecreth]

"Come on," Alistair grunted as he swung his sword again, going at it one handed in order to keep from falling off while batting away another attacking Genprey. "You girls have to get tired of this eventually." So he hoped anyway. Trying to stay on this Kut-ku while fighting at the same time was not the easiest of tasks, and he didn't look forward to his prospects if they were able to land enough hits that he didn't have a choice but to let go, or simply pass out. With a pack like this, he didn't rate the Felyne's chances very high for a quick rescue.

This had settled into something of a battle of attrition though, with the Kut-ku handling things in front, while Alistair himself made sure that she couldn't be attacked from the sides. It wasn't enough to ensure victory, but they had lasted longer together than they would have separately. The fact that they had, and that he still had the Kut-ku, was good enough for the moment, as far as he was concerned.

At last the opportunity came, some Genprey jumping away from a blast of fire, and in moments the Kut-ku had taken off to exploit the gap. "Whoa," he cried, holding on as they headed into the forest once more. The monster was moving at a fast pace, and seemed like she wouldn't stop for anything, so desperate to leave behind the pack attacking them before the fight could resume or she could be dragged down.

Speaking of which, a quick glance back confirmed that the pack was falling behind, disappearing into the undergrowth as hey were either outpaced, or decided to go for something easier to catch. That was one worry gone, even if it had been replaced with a whole heap of other issues to deal with.

"This is not how I expected my day to go-whoa!" Alistair held on for dear life, simply doing his best to keep from tumbling off, and making what efforts he could to direct the Kut-ku in a way that wouldn't get him hit in the face or tossed off. A losing effort, but all he could do at the moment. Besides that, he could really only hold on for his life and hope that she tired out soon, so it would slow down and he could finish properly catching it. Then it was just a matter of getting it back to camp, and the job would be complete. Easier said than done at the moment though....

 

[frightorflight]

He was a little amused by the girl. She seemed to be acting older than she was. He just sat next to her o the log. Staring out into the dark trees around him, wondering what lingered in them, and wonder why his employer had even hired him. He had never advertised himself as, or pretended to be anything he wasn't. Yet the way she had treated him was if he had been impersonating the greatest hunter alive until an hour or so ago, it annoyed him to know ends. If she wanted a hunter she should have hired one. He watched his frozen breath curl through the air. He pulled his zweihander off his back and pulled out a stone, he then began to sharpen it. The long, slow, sharp sound of the stone grinding against the blades edge, honing it to a razor.

 

[DuxT]

Sonya studied the map, feeling foolish now. She'd rushed in, headlong into a fight without considering the study the grounds. The swordswoman had to scold herself for being so reckless and stubborn. Shaking her head she focused back on the map and her partner. "Well, seems our best route out once we take out a Setlas." Refocusing on the task at hand, hopefully it'd go better.

Reaching the cliffs, close to her last battle, Sonya took a stance. She scanned the skies, watching for any of them that might be airborne, though doubted it considering her first encounter. When Nat suggested shooting one, Sonya gave a nod. "Go for it, with any luck you might be able to do some good damage before it can bare down on us." Drawing her sword, she got ready for round two.

 

[Kaybee]

[Everwood Hunting Ground - Dust]

The younger woman eyed dust for a little while, then shrugged, and went back to watching the sun rise over the trees. The day was well and truly beginning, and behind him Dust began to hear Vianna muttering to herself as she made her way over towards the wagon, eventually leaving his earshot as she crossed the camp. Next to him, the woman remained silent, her eyes occasionally flicking over to him as he sharpened his sword, but making no comment or action.


[The Primal Forests - Kaze]

It was a struggle not to lose sight of his goal in the intensity of it all. Every thrust seemed to elicit heights of pleasure from the Rathian regardless, some lesser, others greater, but all of them powerful. The best of his efforts made her clamp down tightly around him, body shuddering at the unexpectedly powerful surging pleasure, and slowly but surely he managed to set a pace that tore those moments from her not infrequently or occasionally but over and over and over again.

The Rathian could feel the balance of power slowly shifting though, and though it was a struggle as Kaze thrust up and into her she began trying to take back that control she'd begun to relinquish. She tried to push off him, to sit up and take his leverage away, to reassert her dominant position rather than allow the human male to fuck her into submission.

And leverage or not, she was stronger than Kaze by an order of magnitude. He would have to think quickly if he wanted to keep her from turning back the tide that was only just now beginning to work in his favor...


[The Ancestral Steppes - Sonya]

They were well back from the cliffs, and as Nat began to pull the trigger Sonya could see the Seltas react and aim towards them, buzzing rising in pitch as it bore down upon them, charging through the hail of bullets that both huntresses saw only as silver flickers in the sunlight. The bug monster flinched, and tried to evade the withering fire as it crossed the distance, ducking and buzzing angrily as it darted about. The shots only seemed to infuriate it, rather than driving it back, but Sonya could see Nat was hurting it, as the insect sported several little cracks and pits in its carapace from where it had been struck.

It dove at Nat, but both girls were forced to dive out of the way as it charged horn-first at them. The bowgunner rolled, , halting and reloading as the seltas curved up and away, circling back around for another run at them. "I can do this all day buggy!" She laughed, surprisingly at ease. Perhaps she was just that confident in her companion, or perhaps she simply enjoyed a fight...


[Everwood Hunting Ground - Alistair]

Bit by bit, the monster began to slow down, and while Alistair could see opportunities to get off as it finally slowed to a lope, then a trot, then a weary stumbling jog, he found it odd. The pack had fallen away behind them long ago, and the creature was no longer trying to throw him off, yet it just kept walking, almost as though it had forgotten he was there, though given how tired it was surely it must have felt his weight all the greater by now?

Eventually, finally, the monster slumped to the ground, exhausted, and Alistair got a look around. They had run largely in one direction, so Alistair had an idea of how to get back to the camp, but no clue how far away it was (though he could put up a smoke flare or signal for guild felynes to come help him and collect the unconscious capture target...)

This area was largely forested, though rocky and rising and falling in places. there was a thick carpet of foliage covering the ground and dark entrances in amongst the creepers and tree trunks, little caverns and passages. There were also scorch marks, and blackened picked-clean bones... This must be where the Kut-ku makes its nest!


[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

The growl came lower, more a purr than anything, satisfaction rather than wariness as the dragon began to stalk towards her. While Monster girls were roughly human-sized in most cases, they were made for their own species and were much more durable and elastic than most human women (though many huntresses became a willing or unwilling exception through the 'rigors' of their work). That said, Little Death was built to take a Nargacuga male's cock, and this dragon's shaft that was slowly emerging -hard and slick and tinged with purple veins as it stalked towards her- was visibly larger than any male she'd seen of her own species.

He stopped before her, tongue slithering out of his mouth to flick over her breasts briefly before he gave a little twitch of his head, motioning. He understood her desire, and expected her to submit, pride or no pride.

 

[Wingshadow]

[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

Little Death remained still as the dragon approached her, cautious eyes watching his every movement. Her gaze caught sight of his impressive girth, and although she had seen few other examples of such, the size alone surpassed any other potential mate she had encountered before. Her eyes narrowed slightly when he sampled her breasts, the soft mounds wet with his saliva when he withdrew his tongue. She still harbored more than a hint of aggression toward this bold rival, yet the primal need he had awakened in her took presidence over everything else.

She crouched low then turned herself around, her tail flicking back and forth as she raised her hips, placing her clawed hands firmly upon the wide tree branch upon which they stood. Her sex already glistened with nectar, an indication of just how firmly his "dust's" influence had taken hold of her. The lust within her had built up to such an extent that pride and dignity both were easily forgotten.

 

[Azecreth]

Alistair felt a sense of relief sweep through him as the Kut-ku began to slow down, finally tired out from the sheer run that it had progressed at for so long. It at least meant that he didn't have to hold on so tight for fear of being thrown off and smashed against a tree. But the fact that it kept going in spite of the weight he was providing was also unusual. Why was it doing that? It had no reason to, especially when it should have been fairly obvious that he was there and they weren't exactly friends.

At last it tired out, dropping to the ground exhausted. He hopped off before it could crush his leg or something, and he took a moment after landing to stretch a bit, to work out the nerves and make sure that he had everything with him. The last thing he needed was to lose something out here in the forest where he would probably never find it again.

Looking back, he bent down and took a moment to use the rope he had to bind the Kut-ku in a way that would keep it from running off if and when it woke up. That done he took a moment to consider things before preparing a smoke flare to alert the Felynes working the camp. He knew the general direction to go, sure, but he wasn't about to drag this thing back through the forest all by himself. That was just asking to get attacked, and he didn't want to risk losing this capture after all the work he had put in.

With that done all he could do was wait as he turned around and surveyed the area, with its scorch marks, bones, the thick carpet of foliage. It wasn't too hard to guess that this was a nest of some kind. Slowly he moved off to survey the area, making sure that there weren't any imminent threats nearby such as an angry mate to worry about. He didn't go too far, but it would be stupid to simply sit there and assume that everything would be alright.

 

[frightorflight]

Once he had finished with one sword dust began on the other. The slow grinding continued. He didn't respond to his employers stiring. When she wanted him she would call for. Any personal respect or courtesy he might have shown her was out of his mind. Now she only would get what professionalism demanded, and nothing more. The slow grind coninued until he was done. Then he simply stared out into the woods, waiting for something to happen.

 

[Silverknight]

Momentum was something that could change quickly and he knew the pace of a fight be it sexual or physical was something that took thought as much as power. He knew that this beauty was all strength, he had to be all brains, and defeat her brains with his brains and his skills had to be enough. He was going to win this, he was determined to defeat her in this match of sex, this lustful exchange. His main reason was he wanted to make her into submission to him. He needed her strength alone there was only so much that he could do, but with this woman, this monster woman, he could do far greater things. He had to do this, and he had to have a plan. He thought of it when she went to pull herself up higher upon him to end his attempts to dominate him, that was the moment.

He took her hands on her waist and turned her sideways, moving quickly, he was going to do this quickly. His feel found a good spot as he came up onto his own feet, as he turned her onto her back, pressing her down as her legs remained around him, he pressed her back against the ground, turning and raising at the same time. he pressed downwards now, into her, taking her with a reckless streak that was natural to him, but also would prevent her from being able to trust herself against him in the small bit of water, he let the water wash over her as he took her, pressing down fast and hard. He was going to do this, he had to, as he had an aim and he wasn't one to relent easily. He grunted, in a primal lust that he himself took her with, he gripped her hips, the armored scales were easy to grip as he took her.

 

[DuxT]

As the Setlas flew past, Sonya was ready. Repeating her opening tactic from the first encounter, she swung at the insect as it past, side stepping out the way of its bulk at the same time. The dynamic though was clearly different, Nat was hurting it and it was seeming to focus her. Quickly the swordswoman came up with an idea...

As the Setlas circled back around, Sonya moved over to Nat. Capitalizing on its focus, she decided to ready another strike when it went for the gun-wielding huntress.

 

[Kaybee]

[The Primal Forests - 'Little Death']

In a single bounding motion the dragon's bulk encompassed her, and Little Death could feel his presence bearing down over her body, shrouding her beneath his form. Dark spots swirled in the air and the scent of that 'dust' was overpowering in this space, closing out all but the smell of arousal that swirled, hers and his entwined.

His cock touched against her opening, steadily adding more and more pressure behind it as he pushed forwards, her entrance slowly but surely giving way to his thickness. His head snaked down, eclipsing the narrow shaft of sunlight that she could still see, tongue slipping out again, teasing at her lips like a second shaft. It not nearly to the girth of the cock slowly forcing open her womanhood, but it was easily as thick or thicker than a human's cock, and it was far more flexible...


[Everwood Hunting Ground - Alistair]

As the coloured smoke rose thick and high, quickly wafting above the treetops, Alistair began exploring carefully. The caves were mostly shallow, but after a few different examinations he caught a sound from ahead. A cave he'd been about to investigate had a figure in it's entrance, feminine, but clearly not human judging by the scales that decorated her arms and legs and the wings that decorated her back. Like any monster girl, she showed little interest in modesty, more concerned by the state of the male Kut-ku outside as she caught sight of him.

A mated pair, it must be...

The first Kut-ku was exhausted, and Alistair could trust that even if she freed him he would not be able to move for some time, but the female was still a threat, and she would fight to ensure her mate was not taken from her. He would have to drive her off or kill her, though...

If the Guild would pay well for a single Kut-ku, what would they pay for a mated pair of the beasts?


[Everwood Hunting Ground - Dust]

Eventually, a call came from over his shoulder, Vianna waving to Dust from next to the cart as he looked. She had a different attire today, almost armour in it's own right, though made with finer and softer scales than most of what he'd seen thus far. She also had a boxy contraption strapped across her back, somewhat akin to a crossbow, but at the same time different, larger and bulkier. "You ready to go? Or were you too busy mooning over the pretty huntress?" Vianna grinned at him as he approached. "Come on then, daylight's burning, and we've got some ground to cover before we get into the area of reported strange behaviour."


[The Primal Forests - Kaze]

For a moment there was a stalemate, and the monster girl did not budge, but with every shock of pleasure he instilled in her the Rathian suffered a moment of weakness, and Kaze could take advantage of that. She gasped as she struck the ground, Kaze suddenly over top of her, thrusting down into her. Monster girls dominated men because they could or because of the quirks of very particular species, but most of them were naturally submissive. Combat could be a part of any mating ritual but once ritual gave away to the act itself, most of them were quite submissive, and in suddenly taking control like that the Rathian was not just fighting against her own pleasure but her own instincts as well, instincts that told her she was being claimed by a rathalos, and that she should allow this mating as was his right.

She bucked up against him, but she could do little more than that, and as Kaze settled into his angle, thrusting with greater strength and ferocity than before, she began to falter, orgasm suddenly slamming into her as the reversal was completed. With his angle, Kaze could keep thrusting even as her walls clenched tight and her entire body quivered, and one orgasm became two, then three as he kept moving, urging greater and greater heights of pleasure from her oversensitized pussy though with the way she was squeezing around him, surely he couldn't last long at this rate...


[The Ancestral Steppes - Sonya]

As before, Sonya didn't do much damage, though scoring her sword across the carapace managed more than it did the first time around as for the briefest moment she managed to catch the blade in one of the wounds Nat had opened, and the force of collision tore a piece of the hard outer shell before the monster was away and circling again, diving back into another barrage of fire.

This time it screeched to a halt after it dove, lashing out at Nat with those sharp forelimbs as it identified the primary threat. The Gun-toting huntress leaped back, evading the assault, forced to go on the defensive as the Seltas pursued her, but giving Sonya an opening while the monster was distracted...

 

[frightorflight]

Ignoring her comment he stood up and followed her. "So what exactly would you like me to do when we encounter one of these things, protect, you, disable it, or would you rather me just stand still and serve as bate." He was serious about that last part, he was very certain that she had at least considered using him for that purpose. It seemed she regarded him as little more than fodder as it was. If she wanted him to she would do it, she was paying for him after all, but he would not be happy about it. He ducked under a tree limp and made sure to stay hot on her heels. "What exactly is that thing on your back anyway, some kind of net gun, or special weapons or something. I've seen all manner of bolt throwers and bows but I don't think I've ever seen anything like that." She would probably think him even more of a simpleton for asking but he was caring less and less about what she thought.

 

[Azecreth]

Admittedly, Alistair wasn't exactly sure what he was looking for besides the presence of something that might attack him. Items? Objects of value? It was unlikely that he would find any such things in a place like this, which meant that this was basically just an enormous waste of time. Oh, he understood the necessity and didn't slack off in doing it as he moved past shallow caves, but no one said he had to like it. He'd much rather be at home with....

His internal lamentations were interrupted quite abruptly as he caught a sound from ahead, the Hunter glancing in that direction to see a female figure standing in one of the caves that she had been about to investigate. Well, that explained why the Kut-ku had run back here, if he had a mate.

There was just one slight problem. That was the fact that the Kut-ku had a mate, and that said mate had seen both him and his prize and was probably not very happy about it. He'd have to deal with this before the Felyne's showed up, lest he find himself attacked the entire way back or something like that. The notion of capturing this one too presented itself, but he dismissed it for the moment. If the opportunity arose he would take it, but he wasn't going to limit himself like that if he could help it.

With swords at the ready he advanced forwards, moving to close the distance and deal with this problem head on. He launched a few probing strikes first, sizing up his opponent to get some idea of what he could expect from her while being ready to dodge fire at any moment. It seemed it was time to fight again.

 

[DuxT]

Sonya was awaiting such an opening and now was her chance. Gripping her sword tight, she looked for the weakest spot in the armour she could exploit, taking a breath as she aimed. Then the woman charged forward, eyes focused. Reaching the Setlas, she lunged her blade into the beast, hoping it was distracted enough to let her get the full force of the blow behind the point of her blade and into its flesh.