If anyone was watching and able to see them of course, they would have seen the two creatures in what appeared to be a dance of some sort for they moved and swayed, both light on their feet. Driven back initially it did not take long for Valooris to reset though she was lucky that she had stumbled forward for she felt the woosh of air over her head as it swang at her again and would have other wise struck her which would have changed the complexion of things fairly quick.

His legs were unarmored but she came down at his neck hoping perhaps to mix it up where he might have been considering a counter to that unarmored portion of his neck.

She struck … though not his neck as her dagger stopped short somewhere above his shoulder. Blue arcs of electrical energy seemed to play out briefly, harmlessly over his body. Her dagger sinking into and ruining the shoulder mounter “cannon” he had tried to use against her earlier.

He snarled as his arm arched back now towards her as it reached the appex of it's swing attempting to catch her on the back swing.

There was no need to guess at each other's positions anymore, they could feel one another and Vaaloris' limbs entangled with that of the one hunting her. His blow struck and she crashed to the ground at his feet, but that put her in a wonderfly statigic location to attempt once again to inject her own fluid inside him.

Her competitor could now hear her gutteral groans, and probably assumed it was caused by pain it inflicted, but it would be wrong. The battle was intensifying Vaaloris' transformation. The faster her heart beat in pursuit of victory, the faster her body prepared for the mating ritual necessary to harvest his seed.

Already the cavity for receiving his manhood was carving into her as if this whole experience was real. Her species could somehow know without ever witnessing it before the perfect opening to house the shaft of this predator.

She knew he would not give her too many more attempts before subduing her completely, or worse ending her life, so this time it had to count. Estimating the location of the larger part of his legs, closer up towards the body, she stricks again.

Indeed the creature believed she had been in pain. The wrist blade that was attacked to his gauntlet had a quick recovery time but so did her dagger. She was close to him, close enough to seize his leg ith a single hand to be sure of where she was aiming against the creature and thrust the blade forth.

It bellowed out in pain as the dagger sank into the flesh near the upper thigh a florescent green blood splurting from the wound then coating the otherwise invisible leg hinting that there was something there.

Instead of swinging down at her it instead drifting back either in reaction to the attack to get away from the pain because it was either hurt bad or did so as a reaction like touching a hot object.. In any case it had not countered though given the movement of that glob of blood sway too and ro it didn't appear that it could but much weight on that limb now.

Would the venom work on it quicker then it could end this contest? Would it affect it at all? Questions of course that she would soon find out, though the part she could control, delivering the toxin, had been made already so she would soon find out these answers ...

Still on the ground Vaaloris knew she had to get up quickly and retreat. She had landed her blow and the adversary would no doubt want retribution. Even in the quickest of reactions it would take a moment or two for the aphrodisiac to take effect, and she was assuming it would work, for it always had. The fact that she struck at such a large muscle and blood supply the chances were great that it would work fast.

There is always factors up in the air though. The weak human students at Shokushu had an obvious reaction to the the venom, they became docile, practically spreading their own legs wide to be raped and milked dry. But Vaaloris has come in contact with prey that become agressive during mating, especially seeing her in female. Time would tell, but she would watch for now.

Her steps were quick as she tried to blend into the cave walls again forcing him to look and hunt for her again as his arousal peaks.

She drew back as he had though a brief withdrawal might have been the smartest thing he was still young so to speak and the rush of combat had begun to get the better of him. He knew that there was some form of venom on the blade though he felt nothing yet save for the laceration on his thigh that slowed his a bit and revealed where he was, so much so that he hit a few buttons on a wrist mountee control dropping the stealth capabilities of the armor. It did him little good know.

Though as she stepped back he was playing with buttons on that control panel, sifting the vision from the armor from spectrum to spectrum. Due to her invisibility some of the normal band widths didn't work probably but he was hoping to find one that outlined her in the darkness.

Of course she could have retreated though her pace did not seem to be that loud so she was still near he felt. His wound burned, a tingling sensation coursing though it and he felt that was the poison beginning to make itself known in some way so he had to be quick about it. Perhaps she had anti toxin on her in case she accidentally poisoned herself.

He saw her at last quicly rushing at her as he bellowed, his right leg limping as he came forward …




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He was not the only one wounded. One of his blades had grazed her tentacle and it recoiled in defense. Thinking it was just a scratch, she ignored it at first, but it wasn't sealing on it's own. Crouching in a dark corner of the cave, keeping the predator in sight she applied pressure attempting to repair herself as she watched the hunter do the same. Maybe he would be prey soon enough.

It was almost impossible for her to keep quiet during the constant pain of her transformation, making it easy to ignore the cut, but just then the discomfort began to subside. She knew that her body was completely ready for him now, and just in the nick of time as she saw him approach.

His bellow was loud, echoing off the cave walls distorting its point of origination, but she knew he would be upon her in a second. Not knowing if he would hear her voice over his own, or if he was even of the mind to listen before attacking, she spoke as she dodged his initial pursuit, reeling around to the side of him.

"SSshhh .... s-s. There's-s-s no need to fight me ... s-s-s", her seductive female tone added to the echoed sounds of the cave. Her long split tongue reaching to graze across his exposed neck to both comfort and add to the toxin no doubt already flowing through him. He was not a tiny human, so it might take a little more to coax him into lowing his guard. She was close to him now and it was a great risk she knew, but worth it. Such a strong specimen would be worthy of more then just milking in her mind, but this was just an illusion after all. What a shame.

Aegir could feel her disappointment that this was not real but there was the thrill of excitement there as well that made it all so thrilling too. He continued to manipulate her mind and the images that she saw as it swiped at her with the bladed gauntlet narrowly missing her.

"SSshhh .... s-s. There's-s-s no need to fight me ... s-s-s",

Her voice played back to her ears, a recording of sorts. Did it understand what she said? Had it cared? No, it still seemed as if it was interested in fighting, either it's pride spurring it on or it not being hurt enough to give up.

Able to see it better it turned to face her. It was still quick though not as quick and it seemed as if the venom was either ineffective or going to take some time to effect it.

The good thing was that the more it's blood pumped the quicker the venom would circulate through it's body she could only hope since even now the thing seemed far more interested in taking off her head from those lovely shoulders ...

He was definitely impressive now standing only inches from her. They were breathing each others breath as they looked into each others camouflaged eyes. She knew he could see her surely now with out a doubt, and it seemed as though her venom was having little to no effect, yet, but he hadn't killed her, yet. Maybe he was beginning to think of things other then war.

She'd be taking a huge risk, and was still preparing to flea if needed to gain a new strategy, but for now, so close, she leaned in closer till her lips touched the part where lips might have been on the other side of his face armor.

"Y-yes-s-s .... No need .... s-s .... for us-s-s to fight ... s-s-s", her words confirmed as she repeated. The predator would feel her hand reaching low between his legs. Her tentacles remained unthreatening, lingering above and behind her, but her long snake like tongue again reached for his exposed neck.

Her touch of course was with risks but stirring at the same time. She could feel the mass of what could only be his alien member and though it had not seemed to be erect it was coming to life beneath her touch.

Still he roared, a hand going to her shoulder driving her back to the wall. His gaunltet blade came at her throat though they missed their mark, a blade either side of it as she could feel the sweeping motion of his hand drop down from her shoulder to caress a breast, his hand rolling against the curve their as it slowly swept over hher, it coming to life as it's member grew firmer, his lusts increasing quickly against her touch.

He drew back that blade settling his hands down on her hips drawing her up against the wall as he stepped inbetween her thighs ...

Despite her instincts to dominate in situations like this, she felt her core stir with arousal at such a forceful move on his part.

"Y-yes-s-s ...", she hissed softly, her chest pressing into his touch with each breath. Her gasping breaths paused sharply as he retracted his blade from around her neck, and she felt a flood of pride join her mix of emotions. It seemed they were communicating fine enough now, and she began breathing again as his hand moved down to her hips. Every species has their own instincts and surely he knew how to penetrate her if he decided to follow through.

Vaaloris stood still in this presence of manhood, her eyes tracing his muscular build of his injured thigh, and she traced the rest of him with her imagination. She grew almost giddy inside at the prospect of such a mate, even more the seed he would produce for her, and her arousal grew as he spread her thighs with his own.

Not worried about her effects being too strong for him like the tiny students, she leaned into him licking his neck seductively. She moved slowly still testing the waters as her hands reached up to caress his strong shoulders.

He groaned against her. She was able to quickly analyze his wounded thigh. There had been a lot of bolld but it appeared he had already clotted from the wound. If anyone chanced upon them they would see this thing since it had dropped it's camouflade after he had been wounded and well, nothing eles save for he pushing up against something.

A hand went down between her thighs moving against the fabric he enounterered there, he was unsure what it was since he could not truly see her save for her presence and thus he seized something, tore then jabbed two fingers straight into her core or where he thought one should be anyway, his fingers dashing back and forth against her sex in a rough pattern.

His fingers began to twirl against the insides of her folds as she lathed his neck with more of her tongue, suckling against hin encouraging him to be a little rougher with the press of his fingers inside her.

He was going to fuck her for sure. He was uncertain why and reasoned that it had something to do with the venom that she had used to get him in this circmstance to begin with.

His assumption was correct, as with so many things in nature her body had the conduit ripe and ready for his phallus, hidden between her thighs. He received hissing moans as his fingers plunged into her opening without hesitation as if her legs were spread wide enough for him to see his target, but there was no need for his to see her with normal sight. Despite this, her guard began to lower as he delved in. Her own arousal taking place of defense.

He'd finally see the beautiful array of greens and browns as her rough flesh seeming to shimmer in the dim light. Her most female parts though would feel smooth to his touch. Her large orbs seemed to stretch her armor thin to mold to their curves. Her folds almost immulating that of the humans' they called prey laced the doorway of his approach.

Every part of her body secreting a mixture of aphrodisiac that even his fingers were now drenched in. Her tongue recoiled as her tender lip took its place drawing in closer, sharp teeth tickling his bared flesh.

Her breasts were pinned between them as their firm nature molded to the space allowed. "That's-s it ... y-e-s-s-s", her erotic voice whispered to her new playmate. He'd sense no hesitation in her body language as she welcomed ever impalement. Her nature was to be agressive in sex and she was delighted to see he would not hold back, even more now that her toxin seemed to be taking hold.

A hand reached up unfastening hoses, detaching unnecarry bits of his own armor as those fingers found their way into the warmth of her body twiting against those luscious walls as his ruined shoulder cannon feel away. Being able to see her now his helmet soon joined the array.

Then his hand slapped down to a firm breast as his fingers pressed into her deeply, filling her as they urgently moved against her as they moved against her core urgently.

Exposed now, his face had been totally alien, particalurly the jaw and mouth that let out a small pleasured growl as those fingers plunged into her, though it seemed as if he had been impatient, pulling them out then analyzing her attire as it judging the best way to remove it his hands folded against her hips as he took hold to plunge his manhood straight into her it seemed ...

He found little fabric to pull from her barely covered frame. Only something similar to a loin cloth hung from her hips and a small strip of cloth tied as little support to her heavy orbs. The belt at her waist was the most substantial and he would find no way to remove it, as there was none. It held her empty vials, the ones she used to hold the milk of her prey, and his seed soon she hoped. She aided in the removal of all her own clothing anything that would hint at being an annoyance, especially that cloaking her chest from him.

She had seen many species in her hunts, but this one proved most unique and therefore all the more prized... but it was his manhood that might prove to please her best as she felt hints of his size. He was not tender or timid as he groped her breasts, making them yeld to his molding, and her moans like a purring snake continued to show her approval.

His growl of approval was clear as well right before he stabbed into her almost virginal hole. Most of her prey were female and that being so, she had rarely experienced the full force and girth of a true male opponent.

Unlike her experiences at Shokushu, here she need not hold back. Her claws dug into her prey as his thrust into her causing a strong lustful pain to push through her core. She gasped as yelled out as if he had been the first as the cold cave walls created support for her back. The bulk of her tentacles coiled around his waist, but the tips kept their freedom to roam and stroke this strange creature searching for spots to arouse or restrain him in needed.

He was eager alright, primal even as her clothing was discarded on the floor next to her. He did not even bother with the belt, it was unnecceary to remove it for his plans as he shoved himself straight into her folds letting out a roar of approval as he filled her, his hands pressing against her breasts as his mouth dropped down to one, licking at it as he surged against her with a sudden speed, her fingers causing florescent green blood to appear against the back of his shoulders but this did little to slow him down.

No, he was primal, forceful even spurned on by the venom and her touch that coursed through him now. He felt the intensity of that warmth splayed over him as he pressed into her.

Of course, none of this had been real. She was still in that hole pressed up against the wall and he had been enjoying the rewards that she brought to the student even now, more than capable of doing several things at once he had considered something though determined to allow things to run their course first. It was easier as more time went on to decipher how Vaaloris' mind worked and he had thought to leave her in an aroused state … yes, that may be interesting depending on how sated he was here or how interested he was in on having something unique ...