Camila looks at Aaralon
From Torg Adventure
Camila looked up at Aaralon, her eyes heavily lidded from the exhaustion of the vine rape. He saw her eyes dip to his trousers where his manhood pressed hard against the material, and she licked her lips wantonly. Apparently, the violent penetration from the vines had tripped her over the edge into uncontrolled lust. Even with sweat pouring out of her body, she slowly crawled toward him. When she got close, she knelt in front of him and pulled at the drawstring of his trousers, her need for sex overriding her desire for rest.
Aaralon was caught up in her desire and quickly undid the closure on his pants; his burgeoning member almost slapped Camila in the face. She grasped it and immediately swallowed it down her throat. He was lost in the sensations her tongue created on his flesh. She bobbed back and forth, taking him deep into her throat. She never gagged, but swallowed several times, squeezing his cockhead tightly. He was almost ready to blow his load, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw vine tendrils starting to move. This time his reactions were faster as he lifted Camila up, pulled close the drawstring, and urged her to start moving away from the vines. She whimpered when she was forced to withdraw his cock form her mouth, but she started stumbling away with him.
He didn't know how far they stumbled, but he felt they were far enough away. Aaralon searched for a safe place to stop and tend to Camila's wounds. He found a small clearing with the tree canopy overhead that was nearly surrounded by brambles; this would offer some protection from the elements and wild animals. Once inside the clearing, he found a pile of old leaves where he laid Camila down. The escape from the new vines had broken her lust. In seconds, she had fallen asleep, her breathing heavy from her recent exertions.
He didn't want to attract attention by starting a fire, and the night was likely to be a little cold, so he ate a small bit of bread he had in his pack. He realized that in her condition, Camila could freeze to death in the night if he didn't do something to keep her warm. So, he took off his cloak and covered her with it, and then he sat down to figure out what to do next.
Suddenly, Aaralon startled awake. He had fallen asleep, and now it was dark. The temperature had dropped quite a bit and he was rather cold. He looked over at Camila and saw that she was shaking beneath his cloak. Something had to be done or they would both die of exposure. Thinking back to his childhood, he remembered one of the girls from his village who had gotten lost in the winter. When she was found, she was shaking uncontrollably. The wise woman of the village had instructed two of those who found her to strip naked and lie on either side of her under a blanket. The heat from their bodies saved the girl, who was now married and pregnant. Aaralon decided that he needed to do the same with Camila. He quickly stripped and climbed under the blanket, warming her body with his. Pretty quickly, the heat under the blanket was enough to warm him up as well, and he again fell asleep.
What happens when Aaralon awakens?
