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Diego was not a good traveling companion.
Hot Pants had known from the start, when she first decided to approach Diego with an offer of ally ship, that he would be difficult. It was why she'd made sure to muzzle him with her meat spray before actually speaking to him, knowing how hostile he usually was. It was a good decision as he'd attacked her at the first opportunity but even while muzzled he spitefully attempted to suffocate her along side him.
True he had acquiesced to her offer of cooperation but she wasn't about to let her guard down. He had always struck her as the kind of person who'd gut her in her sleep if he felt like it so the first few nights she kept Cream Starter handy in case she needed to muzzle him again. As it was Diego hadn't attacked her yet but she wasn't about to let her guard down. She knew many men like Diego, ones who'd kill anyone to serve their selfish, narrow minded goals.
As it was, he kept himself mostly but when she did speak to him he'd always respond shortly or irritably. By the end of the first week her jaw was aching from her gritted teeth and her fingers felt stiff from how tightly she would hold onto Gets Up's reins. She was fairly sure he was being so difficult out of some petty grudge but if Diego had one other gift besides horses, it was being able to get underneath peoples skin. Even a single request to fetch some firewood would end in a snarky jibe or pointed insult and she had to resisting the all too increasing urge to hold a blanket over his face and press down until he stopped moving; seemed more petty and surly than using her Stand.
The sheer level of rage she could feel building up inside of her alarmed her. Hot Pants had never really considered herself a violent person even if the Steel Ball Run was making her reevaluated herself, when she'd been forced to defend herself and attack others. Still, she tried to avoid killing unless necessary or if she caught someone violating a law but even so the fury that began washing through her was disturbing. Especially considering the focus of her ire was now all but plastered to her side and was never without a rude comment or condescending observation about her.
However it all came to a fairly explosive conclusion during one of the many cold nights during the race. Even if she wasn't technically competing anymore with her focus being on the Saint but she knew the parts were drawn to the riders so she was, along with her immensely annoying 'ally', following the tracks. Making camp was one of the most frustrating of things about him since he took umbridge with everything she would do.
"Who even taught you how to make a fire pit? In what backwash town did you grow up in? The whole lot of them must have the brain capacity of infants if that's what you got taught," Diego snapped helpfully.
She resisted the urge to hiss at him, keeping her attention focused on the pit, "Would you shut up and get some wood? We'll need to feed the fire when it's finished with the kindling and your snotty little comments aren't helping."
"These 'comments' are actual advice since you clearly have no idea what you're doing- do you even have anything to skin those rabbits or do we have to use our hands like savages?"
"If you want something, get it yourself," she snarled through clenched teeth, "Check the saddlebags for a knife instead of sitting around whining."
A headache was building her skull and she wanted to hurl a rock at Diego or maybe even bash his head against a boulder. As it was her hands were shaking so badly she ended up snapping several long sticks of kindling in half. Disgusted she chucked them in the pit, rummaging through the bag next to her in search of some matches; she knew better than to ask Diego as he'd just throw another spiteful tantrum like he'd done the last dozen times she'd asked him for anything. She didn't even know how a grown man could act so much like a fussy child over a ridiculous vendetta against her- he'd nearly killed her right back and she'd just accepted it and moved on. Diego however, was made of more spiteful stuff.
Unfortunately she found no matches but luckily she'd kept a spare set of flint. She'd know the race would eat up resources just as surely as their energy so she took out the flint and started striking the rough edge against a small length of steel to try and ignite the kindling. Night had already fallen but the sky was clear and cloudless so the illumination of the stars and sickle moon were sufficient enough for her to see but she could feel the cold seeping deep through her clothes and chilling her skin, so the sooner she got the fire lit the better.
Of course, she couldn't even light a fire without a snide comment for the blonde who was sitting on his bedroll and had a hand full of a dead rabbit.
"So you're just going to pray to your God and hope it ignites?" he said, the word 'God' spat out like an insult, "Because you're doing it all wrong-"
"How about you shut your face and let me do my fire? I've done it before so clean that fucking rabbit."
"Well those are rather crass words in the mouth of a holy woman."
"I'm not holy," she hissed.
A snort, even as Diego ripped off the skin of the rabbit with long claws, "Obviously. Is that why you're so uptight? The Saint clearly doesn't favour you-"
Hot Pants threw down the flint, even as embers flickered in the heart of the kindling, to twist around and glare at Diego's amused face, "I don't know whatever the fuck it is you're implying but you better stop."
"Or what? You'll pray for me?"
"I'll punch you right in the face is what I'll do."
"Threatening violence are we?" he scoffed, rising to his feet and rather nonchalantly wringing the rabbit's head off, "So much for a follower of your oh-so-righteous god."
"At least I have faith in something other than myself," she retorted, "You're just a self-serving welp who has no friends or faith of his own. At least I made my own choice, you're that way because of who you are, just a bitter little child throwing a tantrum."
His snort was so loud it briefly started the dozing horses tethered a few yards back even as he skewered the skinned rabbit's corpse with a long narrow branch, tossing it at her when he was done. She angrily stuck it over the partially alive fire, shoulders shaking with the effort to control her fury. She didn't even know why it was so easy for Diego to get under her skin but something about him infuriated her beyond belief. It was also suspect that the entirety of the Run along with her fear and entrenching sins made everything so much worse and open like a festering wound that being paired with a bitter and snide man quickly made her nearly wild with rage, especially when she knew it was entirely her own doing.
"So I'm faithless? Who really cares beyond fools concerned with their own petty limitations of morality," Diego said, thick lips twitching into a sneer, "Even if it's obvious to anyone who'll look twice that your entire 'quest' is basically you taking a break from your gratuitous self flagellation. You may think you're so stoic but it's blatant to anyone who can be bothered."
Hot Pants stood up and stalked towards Diego, only stopping a few inches from him and inwardly noting with pleasure she was taller and broader than Diego. However it wouldn't mean much with his Stand, Scary Monsters, but she still took perverse pleasure in looking down her nose at him which made him bare his teeth up at her.
"The reasons I am looking for the Saint has to do with the Vatican, not my own sins," she said icily.
He arched a pointed brow, looking supremely unconvinced, "Oh so my mistake. It's not like you've been heaving around guilt, guilt and more guilt like a glutton at a buffet or a stupid dog which can't stop eating. True, you have a potential but who can even be bothered with that when you blind yourself so much with your so-called faith which you try and use as a coat to shelter yourself from your own failures. It's like a stench that you can't shake off, no matter how you try, and you're delusional to think so."
Hot Pants had many options open to her about that response; she could deny it, argue with him or even turn back to the gutted fire and ignore him the rest of the night. He was entirely within his right to hold his own opinion and Hot Pants had been the one to start with the alliance in the first place so it was, in fact, partially her own fault so the easiest way would be just to ignore him and get that fire going properly.
Instead, she hit him.
It was no delicate, open palmed slap that was expected of a woman- instead it was a close-fisted punch hard across the jaw that snapped Diego's head to the side with a satisfying smack. He would've fallen over but managed to hit the ground with a hand, even as the tanned skin of his cheek grew angry and red and Hot Pants knew he'd had a bruise within the day. The absolutely murderous expression in his eyes as he slowly turned his head around to stare at her made Hot Pants sure she was also about to get her own bruises. However she refused to look away, glaring right back at him unflinchingly even as his pupils shifted into long angular slits.
She was so occupied at glaring at him that she missed his long scaled tail which suddenly shot out and whipped her hard in the gut, knocking the wind from her and sending her stumbling backwards. Diego was on her in an instant, hitting her head on and smacking her in the pelvis with his knees, making the two go crashing onto the dusty ground. Her head hit the ground hard enough it send a burst of red dots across her vision but she instantly lurched up and smashed her forehead into the bridge of his nose and making him jerk back with a shout of pain. She wasn't sure if she broke his nose but it started spilling blood down his lips and chin.
All the fury of the week went roaring up inside her and instead of feeling guilt over harming an ally, she instead felt a sharp spike of pleasure at the crimson fluid staining Diego's tanned skin along with a heady swell of arousal. That last one took her off guard before Diego was on her again, slapping her hard across the face and knocking her back down from where she had been sitting upright. Her arm snaked out and she got a handful of his sweater, pulling him down onto her while simultaneously yanking up her leg and getting him in the abdomen with her knee. In retaliation Diego sank long fangs into her other arm, shredding through the thick ribbed fabric and making it feel like a dozen daggers were tearing into the flesh.
The two struggled against each other, Hot Pants flat on her back and pulling her bleeding arm back with Diego hanging on like a rottweiler, his long tail flailing behind him and clawed hands grabbing onto the forearm his teeth were embedded in. Quickly she raised her hips and wrapped her legs around his waist, using her superior size to roll him over and successfully dislodging his teeth from her arm along with a fair chunk of her skin. Ignoring her bleeding arm she grabbed one of his wrists before he could gouge out her eyes and back handed him. Faster than her eyes could follow he managed to bite her, fangs splitting open her hand and digging into the meat of her palm. She ignored the hardness she could feel digging into her ass as she lurched backwards, dragging Diego up as she moved before she grabbed a fistful of his long hair and twisting hard in an effort to make him let her go.
Claws sliced into her sides, shredding past the fabric of her shirt and cutting into the heavy bindings restraining her breasts. In retaliation she managed to tear out a chunk of his hair, leaving a fairly bloody gap behind which quickly began to dye the surrounding blonde locks at the back of his head a rustic red. Then a muscular tail wrapped around her throat, tightening like a snake and making her choke. With a flickering of air Cream Starter appeared in her hand and she grabbed the tail around her throat. Before she could suction off the flesh Diego threw her off him and sending her rolling across the ground, getting dirt tangled in her pink hair before she stumbled back to her feet. He had already risen off the ground, crouched on all fours with his tail flicking back and forth behind him while hissing viciously.
She just smirked at him, holding up a handful of bloodied hair she had torn from his scalp in one hand, the other hidden behind her back. Diego eyed her, even more transformed and disfigured; his tanned skin had changed to a deep blue with his face smoothed and covered in tiny scales. His blonde hair had thickened and turned into ropy strands but she noted with satisfaction he was missing some at the nape his neck from where she'd torn out his hair. She dropped the bloodied strands she was holding, ignoring all the bleeding and torn flesh on her own body, instead feeling alive from bloodlust which was keeping a persistent, heady pulse between her legs and making her blood run tallow hot. Diego snarled, the animalistic noise making her shiver before he suddenly moved in a blue streak as he pounced.
Then her hand reappeared back on her wrist away from where she'd momentarily thrown it with Cream Starter. The Stand vanished and she was left holding her long horse whip in one bloodied hand and with a ruthless movement she struck Diego across the face as soon as he got within reach, lashing open his cheekbone and the bridge of his nose, narrowly missing his electric blue eye. The pain startled him enough that instead of sinking his teeth into her shoulders he stumbled and hit her chest first with his snout and sending them both rolling in the dirt. She kept a tight grip on the horse whip, rolling quickly onto her knees and lashing him hard across the back and leaving a long open welt across the scales.
He swiped at her with long talons, tearing her shirt and overcoat off in a single movement and snapped at her uninjured arm; she shoved her ruined clothing into his fanged maw and rolled back before kicking him in the side and sending him skittering backwards while hissing like a furious viper.
Ignoring the fact she was essentially naked from the waist up, the wrapping around her torso having been torn and leaving one of her breasts hanging free with the nipple pebbling in the cold night air with the other barely restrained, she got back up to her feet with her teeth bared. She ignored her nakedness, just like how she ignored the stinging from her shredded skin and the warm blood dripping down her arm and palm. The leather of the whip handle felt warm and soothing in her grip, even as Diego stared at her with cat-bright eyes and long scaled tail swaying back and forth. He wasn't recognizable as a human being anymore, with legs fully digitigrade and ending in long yellow claws, sweater having fused into scaled skin and face starting to become elongated as his dinosaur Stand started to gain more and more control over him.
He took a more cautious approach, slit pupils darting down to the horse whip held tightly in her hand. Small droplets of blood dripped from the tip, landing in the dusty ground below. The noise he let out reminded her of chittering insects before he bounded forward, dropping to all fours and moving in a fluid pounce. She managed to lash him hard across the shoulder and shoulder blades, adding two new bloody weals to his scales before he smashed his forehead into her abdomen, making her double over and punching the breath out of her in a choked noise. Diego took advantage of winding her via twisting and snapping at the hand holding the whip, nearly biting off her fingers and sending the whip flying off into the distance. Before she could throw Cream Starter and part of her arm off to retrieve it Diego managed to pin her to the ground.
He bared blooded teeth at her, sitting on her stomach and claws digging into her shoulders while her hands had an iron grip on his biceps. Despite his almost diminutive height Diego still had a taunt, heavy musculature, made all the more apparent with his steadily shifting form which quickly began to increase the pressure on her abdomen. She hissed at him and he snarled right back, snapping at her face and causing her to flinch.
The wet lips of the slit between his thighs began to flutter slightly and she felt more than saw the ridged curve of his animalistic cock slide down and twitch against her bare stomach. She grunted, breasts jostling with the movements before she flexed the muscles of her abdomen and began to force herself up. He clearly didn't anticipate the reaction, grunting slightly as she lurched upright and rolled them over with Diego on his back and her between his thighs with his long scaled legs gripping at her sides. Before he could respond she quickly let go of his arm and used Cream Starter to glue his shoulders and elbows to the ground with a dense covering of taunt flesh. It wouldn't hold him for long, especially if he fully transformed into his dinosaur form, but now he was splayed out between her legs and pinned down while he hissed up at her with a mouthful of bloodied fangs.
Ignoring her own bleeding wounds- and the long muscular tail slowly sliding around one of her shins -she glared down at him while Diego snapped his jaws at her. She ignored his growling and instead swept her gaze down his body, noting how the bones and muscles were being reapportioned as his body shifted further away from the normal human shape and to that of a beast. It was even more apparent when her eyes stopped on the thick cock partially protruding from between his legs, eyebrows rising in shock. While she hadn't been intimate with a man before she had seen enough medical books- and even the occasional erotic one -to know what a typical man's penis was supposed to look like. The slick ridged one Diego was sporting was a far cry from anything she had read about and she involuntarily shivered as a ripple of arousal rolled down her spine and settled at her pussy while making her heartbeat quicken.
Diego sniffed, slitted pupils expanding with interest and inward Hot Pants realized he could most certainly smell her arousal but after a moment she couldn't care; it kept him compliant, even if the tail around her shin again to roil up towards her thigh like some kind of snake, and she leaned over him slightly, trying to see the edges of the slit where his cock protruded from. His long tongue flicked out of his fanged maw and swept a hot wet line up her breast and across her pert nipple at her sudden proximity, making her inhale sharply. She leaned down further and he obligatorily arched his curved neck up and carefully clamped his teeth around the heavy flesh of her breast, sharp teeth resting lightly on the yielding skin and rough tongue laving at her nipple. Grunting she began to roll her hips back and forth, rocking against the thickness of his tail and thighs even as a wet spot began to dampen the crotch of her pants.
With a quick movement she grabbed his cock, the pink flesh covered in strange ridges and hooks and being oddly squishy; when she squeezed it in a tight grip a thick vicious fluid splurted from the angular tip and splattered across her left nipple. He keened lowly, his tail jerking and the tip tore her belt and the waist of her pants, making her tighten her grip even further. She wasn't sure if the noise he was making was pain or pleasure but seeing him, the object of her fury and frustration for the past week, squirming and whining underneath her was making her breath speed up and her hips to jolt.
She shifted, bracing her knees more firmly on the ground even as she felt one of Diego's long hind claws hook up at the binding around her torso and shred it, freeing her other breast to the cold night air. Ignoring that and how he attempted to lick at her nipple, she kept one hand tight around the tip of his cock and with the other slipped the tip of a finger into the bottom of the slit around the fleshy barbs. With a yelp Diego arched his back, muscles flexing but the flesh pinning down his shoulders and arms held firm. Fascinated by his response she slid her finger further into the hot tight flesh, up to the first knuckle and relishing in how he squirmed. More of his strange cock slid out and more precum splurted from the tip, rapidly covering her hand in the white fluid and mixing with the blood, until a strange thick bulge finally slid out of the taunt opening. She pulled her finger out of him and grabbed at the bulge, pinching at the uniform circumference of fleshy spikes that were more hooked and long compared with the ones near the tip. As she toyed with the yielding flesh the bulge grew more taunt and dense as if swelling with blood while the spikes pulsed in time with his heartbeat.
It's a knot, like a dog, she thought in shock, hands yanking back from the animalistic cock and palm stained with precum and blood. She clenched her fists, ignoring the stinging pain from the torn skin as she watched Diego's cock rhythmically twitch. Despite herself the crotch of her pants were soaking wet and her bare breasts were shaking with her uneven breath.
She lingered too long, however, and Diego clearly grew impatient and seized the opportunity at her indecisiveness. With his hind legs he clamped his scaled feet on her hips, sickle claws cutting through skin as he grabbed at the hem of her pants and with a heave and noise of ripping flesh he tore himself free of Cream Starter's bindings. As he knocked her over he used his hind claws to rip through her pants, easily shredding through the fabric until he'd ripped them right off her along side her underwear and making her shriek in surprise.
Punching him in the face didn't do much, as his skull had elongated into the form of a raptor and the dense scales resisted her strike, so instead she attempted to slap him in the eye- intending to momentarily blind him with her bloodied palm. He just swatted aside her arm with a smack of his snout and then shoved her hard onto her back on the ground before hopping backwards and then licking a long wet line up her pussy, the rough texture of his tongue causing her to cry out and claw at his head. He ignored it, snuffling at the magenta curls and then laving at them again, his tongue sliding right up into her wet folds while his nose pushed into her pubic hair with a scaled lip pressing against the hard nub of her clit and causing her to squirm helplessly on the ground.
He kept her pinned with a strong grip on her thighs with clawed forearms and spending equal amounts snuffling and licking at her wet, yielding folds while her hands gripped at the long tines running down his forehead. The sensations were overwhelming, making her light headed and gasping as her spine arched with each long rasp of tongue and snorting huff against her wet curls. Her heavy breasts shuddered in rhythmic jolts in time with her shallow breathing and within moments a heavy rush of warm swept through her body as she cried out while her orgasm roiled through her in a wave of heat and ecstasy.
Diego kept licking at her while she shuddered until she had to yank hard on the tines, shoving at his snout with her over hand to push him off her sweaty body. Even then he managed to rasp his long tongue up over her tongues and brushing over swollen clit and making her scrambled away from him as her body shivered in over stimulation. She nearly tripped over the ruined remains of her pants and she irritably kicked them to the side, throwing off her boots as she did so all the while shaking from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Rather than leaping at her again Diego swayed his head from side to side like a curious bird, his spine arching slightly while letting out a warbling coo as he watched her stumble around naked a few feet from her. She glared, rubbing at the sluggishly bleeding wound on her forearm as she watched him watch her. He was no way near as bloody as she was but now she could hazily see the discolouration on some of his scales, the strips of red from the whip marks and how there was a bloodied hole where one of the yellow tines running down the crown of his head would be and a spiteful part of her flared up in approval at the injuries she'd inflicted upon him.
However that didn't last long as Diego straightened up, long scaled tail swaying before he began to daintily prowl around her, his footsteps silent and not disturbing the dust as he walked. Hot Pants tensed, on edge from her orgasm high and how he was watching her like a snake before a mouse. In his raptor form he was every inch a predator, from the long curved claws and teeth to the lean muscles sliding under blue scales and arch of his snake-like neck and stalking gait.
In that instant she wanted to grab the riding crop again and strike him across his scaly reptilian face, to flay his back into a bloodied mess. She could still see the red strip across his muzzle and cheekbone where she'd smacked him earlier, small droplets of blood clinging to the long weal. She straightened her shoulders, ignoring her nudity as she snarled at him which made him pause midstep. Then he let out a strange, thick noise like he was holding back a sneeze which jolted the long line of his body and she sneered. She thought about throwing a hand and Cream Starter over to where the whip lay but before she did Diego started to move again, circling around her like a wild cat.
It took her a few seconds for her to realize what he was trying to do; he was carefully maneuvering around her in an attempt to reach her naked back and force her down in a single pounce, wherein he'd be able to mount her like a beast. A dark part inside of her shuddered in anticipation, the magenta coloured curls at the apex of her thighs shiny with moisture as heated sweat beaded her breasts and the base of her spine. There was something profoundly forbidden and profane about the idea of being fucked by Diego when he very much looked like a monster regardless of the fact she knew very much he was still the rude, arrogant person she'd been traveling with for the past week. His scaled hide, angled muzzle, long tail and thick ribbed cock with the noticeable bulge protruding from the slit between his thighs made it all the more apparent for his inhuman form.
She glared at him, even as he made the strange noise again and blinked slowly like a cat. In the dark of night the blue scales of his hide appeared almost silver and she clenched her bruised hands, wanting to claw his eyes out or punch him in the face. However she was so occupied with watching his front, with the maw full of curved teeth and clawed hands that she didn't bother to watch her feet.
The tip of his long tail sneakily hooked around her ankle, flicking up and throwing her onto her back in a single movement. Before she could scramble back up to her feet he leapt onto her, grabbing a mouthful of her shoulder with his teeth and flipping her over before using his weight to force her face first onto the ground and grazing her breasts and cheek painfully on the earth. Angrily she yanked back an elbow in an effort to catch him in the ribs but he swatted aside her arm with a snap of his teeth and clawed at her broad shoulders with long nails. With a grunt she jerked back her head instead, the back of her skull smacking into his snout and making him snarl violently.
She felt the slickness of his oddly spongy cock as it slid between between her legs, the spines catching on her wiry pubic hair and leaving streaks of milky fluid on her lean abdomen even as his forearms clamped tight around her chest, just underneath her breasts. She hissed through gritted teeth, trying to squirm out of his grip but he just shoved himself more securely on top of her, chest pressing down on her shoulder blades and claws gouging into the skin of her ribs. His muscular thighs bracketed her own, tail curling around one of her shins and yanking out her leg from underneath her as he curled back his hips like a dog in heat.
Her body tensed when she felt the tip of his barbed cock catch on her pubic hair, smearing the rough curls with precum and making her growl deep in her throat. She felt more than heard Diego's raspy, reptilian laugh against her bleeding shoulder, breath hot in her ear as he rutted against her in rhythmic rolls of his hips before his cock finally snagged on the edge of her wet folds. Snarling she tried to raise up onto her elbows but his claws tightened into either side of her rib cage, snorting into her hair as he pressed himself further until his hips were flush with her backside and his long ribbed cock slid thick and deep inside of her.
The noise she let out was more animal that human, body shuddering at the alien sensation of having something hot and pulsing inside of her. With a grunt Diego shuddered, tail whipping behind him and long snout pressing against the side of her head before he started to roll his hips into her, mouth open and tongue lolling out while his breath came in deep rasps. She clawed at the ground, breasts scraping against the harsh earth even as Diego increased the force of his thrusts, claws dragging red lines down her sides until they gripped at the flesh of pelvis, easily lifting her hips up flush against him.
The feeling of the long barbs digging against her insides, sliding within her wet folds made her shake, choking on a gasp as her spine arched up against the broad expanse of Diego's chest. He grunted in her ear even as he pushed himself in deeper and she whined at the feeling of the bulge of the knot pressing at the outside of her slick pussy. She reached up and swatted at Diego's bloodied muzzle, managing to grab onto his snout with a yelp as he rutted into her and making her heavy breast jump with each harsh buck of his hips.
When the knot finally breached her nether lips, her whole body went ridged at the sudden pressure inside her. Her cursing got tangled in a high-pitched whine as the rhythmic thrusting of the beast firmly pressed on top of her shoved her chest harder against the ground and pulled her hips tight against his. Despite her earlier orgasm the sensation of his hot ribbed cock pulling and pushing inside of her, the fleshy barbs digging into her slick folds made her moan. The building heat of another orgasm began to make her light headed, the feeling still foreign and overwhelming made even moreso by the scaled form rutting against her in frantic movements.
Diego grunted, the knot swelling inside of her as his hips stilled against her ass and claws sinking deep into the skin of her hips and sending blood sliding down her sweaty flesh. The spike of pain caused another wave of arousal to wash through her, legs shaking and drool gathering at the corner of her lips as she gasped helplessly in his unyielding grip. The knot swelled to the point she was squirming, feeling as if she was about to burst before the pressure finally halted as he locked himself inside her. Diego cooed in her ear, a tongue licking at her bruised cheekbone before he nuzzled at her in a strangely affection gesture. She swore weakly at him, forehead pressed against the dusty earth as her thighs trembled and fluid spilled from her pussy and rolling down her thighs to drip to the ground below. The stopping of movement from Diego's rutting let her achingly unsatisfied, feeling full and awkward as she was held firm in his grip while his swollen cock twitched rhythmically within her. She could feel something thick and hot spilling inside of her in time with the heartbeat throbbing against her spine from where Diego was curled over her, his contented croon reverberating through her bones.
By the time his knot began to shrink, she was exhausted and pained; the rutting earlier had left her elbows, cheeks and knees heavily grazed and oozing blood. Her breasts didn't fare much better and she could feel droplets of blood rolling down the heavy flesh and dripping off her nipples onto the ground below. She groaned, pressing her cheekbone against the earth and huffing out an irritated breath as dirt tangled in her hair. The arousal lingered around her, pulsating at the apex of her thighs and made all the more persistent by Diego's weight pressing her down and the short twitches of his hips to where his cock was still embedded deep inside of her before, abruptly, he slumped against her back and pinned her to the ground with a huff of dead weight.
For a long minute the two of them lay in a sweaty heap and Hot Pants groaned faintly as she felt Diego finally shift back into his human form, the ribbed form of his cock transforming from where it was still buried inside of her to become soft and limp.
With a grunt she jerked back her arm and managed to elbow Diego weakly in the side, "Would you get off me already?"
After a moment he sniffed at the tangled mess of her hair, rubbing himself lightly across her naked back and legs before pulling away with a disgusting squelching noise. She grimaced at the feeling of something wet and warm sliding out through her folds, staining her pubic hair and trailing down the insides of her thighs. Before she cleaned herself she manifested her Stand and quickly sealed all of her oozing wounds, sweat drying on her bare breasts and heartbeat slowing back to normal as she did so. When satisfied all her injuries were fixed she stretched, spine crackling slightly with the gesture. She chose to ignore Diego's eyes staring at her naked body as she moved.
So instead she stumbled over to where the tattered remains of her clothes lay, lips twisting down at how torn the fabric was. Since it was unsalvageable beyond makeshift bandages she used the remains of her shirt to wipe away the hot milky fluid running down her legs, shuddering slightly as she fingered up into her sensitive pussy and arching her back involuntary as her calloused palm brushed against her swollen clit. Quickly trying to clean herself as best she could she eventually tossed the soiled fabric away, breath slightly uneven and shaky before she glanced over at Diego. It was fairly annoying how he could retain his clothes through his transformation and she scowled, even as her eyes trailed down to the many wounds still scattered across his body from her earlier fury.
Ignoring her nudity Hot Pants stalked over to Diego, Cream Starter manifesting in her hand as she walked forward. With brisk movements she healed the injuries upon him without a word, a ugly part of her buried deep down taking satisfaction in his injuries. He didn't say anything and she didn't offer as she healed him before going to her saddlebags next to her bedroll. As she rifled through the bag to fish out a spare clothes she heard Diego's footsteps as he walked over to the fire pit before his smug, arrogant voice made her tense.
"Your shitty fire died- I told you before that you were doing it completely wrong."
She threw the flint shard at his head.