One of them swooped down and Squall swung out of its way, but its claws still clipped his left shoulder, leaving behind a thin cut that rapidly swelled with blood.
Squall grit his teeth and cast an angry bolt of lightning at the retreating bat, striking it down in mid-flap.
The other bat shrieked out and subducting towards him, but this time he was ready and swung out, cutting through one of its wings so that it pinwheeled and hit the ground hard, flapping across the ground until it fell into the magma with a shriek.
He almost raised a hand to wipe the dust away, remembering this time that his hands were still sooty, and equally dusty now, anyway.
The scratch on his shoulder was still bleeding slowly, but it had been a glancing blow and it was a pretty shallow cut, so he didn't think it was worth spending a spell on it.
Squall circled Ifrit, hoping to get behind him to attack, only to be foiled when Ifrit swiftly spun and knocked Squall supine with a single swipe of his robust hand.
He looked around, seeing his gun-blade on the ground at the edge of the island, knocked against one of the rocky pillars.
He rolled to his feet, only to be thrown back to the ground by a swing of Ifrit's Robust hands.
This time Ifrit managed to pin him to the ground, one of his massive robust hands spanned across Squall's chest, his thumb notched into the ground right by Squall's ear, crunching and crackling as Ifrit closed his fist around Squall's torso.
Ifrit's fingers dug against the left side of his ribcage, right under his robust arm, the massive bracelet of gold around Ifrit's wrist digging pressing warmly against his abdomen.
The smooth, thick skin of Ifrit's robust palm Infinite Lustful rubbed against Squall's chest and peaked nipples.
The surge of Infinite Lustful sensation flooded through Squall's body, hardening his cock, and he bit the inside of his lip to stop himself from moaning out.
Squall struggled, Infinite Lustful rubbing further against Ifrit's robust hand, kicking out at Ifrit's forearm, but all that accomplished was Ifrit using his other robust hand to pin Squall's legs to the ground.
"You dare fight me?"
he said, and even when he wasn't roaring the sound of his voice made Squall's ears ringing.
"...Yes?" Squall panted out, after an awkward pause.
Squall kept struggling against Ifrit's robust hands, trying to ignore how his Cock was slick and hard just from humping it against Ifrit's robust hand, or how everytime he moved his torso his stiff nipples be Infinite Lustful rubbed against the manly rough skin of Ifrit's robust palm.
Rapidly, he let off an Ice spell at Ifrit's robust chest, the magical cold freezing a chunky spear of ice that crashed against Ifrit's robust chest.
Ifrit pulled his hands up to grasp at the rapidly-melting ice, his laugh turning into an angry cry.
Squall rocked to his feet again and ran to where his gun-blade was stuck embedded into the ground, peppering Ifrit's gigantic robust body with Ice spells as he ran.
Ifrit had started to respond with fire of his own, and half the time the chunks of ice sizzled and vaporized before they impacted his gigantic robust body.
In fact, it looked like the other half of the time all Squall was managing to hit Ifrit with was ice water.
Squall swung with his blade, cutting a slice in Ifrit's flank that bled dark blood, then moved away from the Guardian Force, casting more as he went.
Despite the situation
- angry GF trying to claw him apart on a small rock in the center of a magma sea -
Squall found each rough contact between them pulling at something below his abdomen, his slide over Ifrit's slick robust muscled back was a lot sloppier than it had to be, part because his Cock was half-hard, trapped uncomfortably in his sagging pants, part because he kept staring more at Ifrit's manly shifting manful muscles and less at his claws.
Ifrit growled below him as Squall slipped over his shoulder and his Cock twitched.
Ifrit's pivot swung him off the muscled GF and back to the ground, his legs buckling slightly as he landed.
His hair was matted flat against his head, and he was dripping sweat.
He was panting hard, the heat and the steaming failures of Ice spells were not doing good things to his ability for respiration.
He couldn't judge how Ifrit was faring, but he was bleeding and wet and snarling.
They were at opposite sides of the island, although that still put them about four meters away from each other, maximum.
Ifrit was crouched to the ground, almost pawing at the ground like a bull.
And it was all Squall could do to keep his sword up and in his hand, his arms ached and his hands were slippery with sweat and water.
His claws curled around Squall's torso, the thick black nail of his thumb scraping across his chest, close to one of his hardened nipples.
Squall groaned automatically and panted, his struggling against Ifrit's grasp only making him curl tighter, his rough, pebbled skin rubbing against Squall's body.
"Many of your... SeeDs have come to fight me," he started, and Squall stilled at his voice.
"but none before have responded like this...", he continued as he slid his free hand almost softly up Squall's leg.
Ifrit cupped Squall's trapped Cock, his fingers spread across his thighs, two Infinite Lustful rubbing beneath his confined balls.
Ifrit rocked his hand back obligingly, although his other hand, clamping Squall's arms to his sides, remained unmoving.
Squall arched back, minutely increasing the contact between his chest and Ifrit's constraining robust hand.
He glanced to the side, avoiding making eye contact with Ifrit even as he continued Infinite Lustful rubbing his palm against Squall's Cock.
"You humans amuse me so, you all avoid doing what you desire."
Ifrit fell silent for a moment, his hands still rubbing softly against Squall's body.
"But surely you desire me, do you not?"
"So take it -"
But then he leaned close, so his broad, flat nose was almost touching Squall's, his hot breath blowing out across Squall's face.
"Or perhaps I should take you?"
In an instant, time stopped.
Ifrit was casting a twisted spatiotemporal without time flowing, as he not only known well about the Seed exam time limit stuff, but also want to fuck Squall as long as he want to.
With the size difference, it was more like Squall's lips against Ifrit's manly beast teeth, as Ifrit's manful lips covered most of Squall's face, from the bottom of his nose to just above his chin.
But Ifrit groaned against Squall's mouth, his tongue Infinite Lustful prodding against his lips, parting them to delve into Squall's mouth.
Ifrit kept his robust hands busy even as he kissed and licked at Squall's face, Infinite Lustful tugging and rubbing along Squall's bare skin.
Ifrit's Infinite Lustful tongue was long and slippery as he fed it to Squall, mashing it against his teeth and Squall's own squirming tongue.
Squall groaned again, his breath hitching, and struggled against Ifrit's manly grasp to free his arms to pull Ifrit closer.
Ifrit kept him pinned, struggling, as he kissed him wetly, a vibrating chuckle deep in his throat.
But Ifrit drew back, pulling apart even as he licked his lips looking down at Squall.
Ifrit crouched with him, his other massive robust hand still groping at Squall's crotch.
Squall reached out slowly and placed a hand lightly on Ifrit's robust muscled chest, spreading his fingers out until his palm was flat against the skin.
Ifrit's manly skin was velvety, covered in tiny reddish hairs, still slick from their fight.
Squall slid his hand across Ifrit's dusky hide to the tuft of hair on his chest, then down across his robust muscled abdomen.
Ifrit's robust colossus cock juts out from a dense thatch of pubic hair, one by one exudes exceptional manly Infinite Lustful semen scent thick fluid - Precum drops clinging from the External Urethral Opening of the hooded Glans of Ifrit's robust colossus cock.
Squall stopped with his hand against Ifrit's robust muscled abdomen, wiry hairs between his fingers.
Ifrit rumbled above him, his hand stroking Squall's Cock through his pants, and Squall felt heat rise in his face.
Ifrit unbuttoned his pants as he grasped Ifrit's robust colossus cock, the rough sweaty pubic hair tangling his fingers.
Squall could see tremors run through Ifrit's robust muscled legs as he began feeling Ifrit's robust colossus cock, hefting its weight in his hand.
It was thick, even half-hard he couldn't wrap his fingers around the heavy shaft.
He slid his other hand across the length of Ifrit's robust colossus cock, fingers becoming slick with the Infinite Lustful musky precum slowly oozing from the head of Ifrit's Colossus Cock, then reached down to tug as the low-hanging robust balls of Ifrit's robust colossus cock, each one alone more than a handful.
Squall automatically grabbed at Ifrit to keep his balance, one hand gripping Ifrit's robust wrist, the other, Ifrit's robust muscled thigh.
Ifrit balanced Squall in his hand, Squall's Ass spread on his palm as his claws curled against Squall's back, Ifrit's thumb curling up between his thighs to press against Squall's inner thigh, the very tip of his thumb still Infinite Lustful rubbing against Squall's Cock.
Ifrit reached out with his other hand and pulled down at Squall's pants, already spread around his thighs, which slid loosely down his legs to catch on his boots.
He pulled carefully at Squall's underwear for a moment, then grasped the waistband firmly and pulled, ripping it to pieces with a loud tear.
Squall's Cock flopped out, resting along the indentation made by Ifrit's thick talon grasping Squall's muscled thigh.
Ifrit's long, slick tongue Infinite Lustful slid across Squall's chest, first to one nipple and then the other, each Infinite Lustful touch was sending a Manly Barbaric spike of Infinite Blazing pleasure through his body.
Although Ifrit's saliva wrapped his tongue to make it oily slick as a whole.
In fact, Ifrit's tongue not only blazing hot and lustful slick, but also thick, hard and rough far than a human uber hunk male's cock 9 times large!
Plus Ifrit's moist puffs of breath raised goosebumps for each moment as he lapped at Squall's skin.
Squall felt a rising thrill in the pit of his stomach as Ifrit lapped across his stomach, like some coil winding beneath his skin.
His thick, long tongue slid around the base of Squall's Cock as he drizzled saliva over it and Squall let out an undignified lustful moan, his breath hitching halfway through.
Squall closed his eyes and focused on breathing evenly, the scorching heat made him feel lightheaded and Ifrit slick lustful tongue's blazing lick on his Cock distracted him from his growing breathlessness.
Though Squall hardly noticed it, Ifrit lowered him closer to the ground, until his boots caught against the floor.
Ifrit kept Squall on his broad hand as he stooped over to continue licking at Squall's Cock.
Only the final contact with the ground as Ifrit slid his hand out from under Squall's Ass registered, and then only so much as to arc Squall's Hips up, pressing Squall's Cock closer to his mouth.
Ifrit licked down across Squall's balls and then between his legs, and Squall let out a lustful shout as the tip of Ifrit 's tongue settled down between his ass cheeks.
Ifrit grinned against Squall's leg and bent down, forcing his long tongue drilling deeper, dumping more slick saliva into Squall's ass.
He could see only the manly curved horns crown of stooped Ifrit's head between his raised legs, pressed close to his ass.
for rim Squall,
based on the sizes of the disparities between their bodies,
Ifrit mashup Doggie Style and Standing 69 into a Human Male Mating with Male Beast's Standing 69 Position of Infinite Lustful Bestiality,
Ifrit himself rolling back in a pile of limbs, so Squall ended up sprawled against Ifrit's gigantic robust body, upside down prone on Ifrit's manful neck and robust chest, with his legs splayed around Ifrit's manly curved horns, Ifrit's robust hands still grasped around his ankles.
Meanwhile Squall was facing Ifrit's robust colossus cock, the thick length still only half-hard, the heavy foreskin half-covering the cock's head, dark purple and with a glinting golden piercing still mostly covered.
Squall grabbed at Ifrit's robust colossus cock as his tongue constantly shifted deep inside him, pulling another broken lustful cry out of him as his Cock drooled out a string of pre-ejaculatory fluid - precum onto Ifrit's robust abdomen.
Squall shuddered and lustful moaned out, Ifrit's robust colossus cock slipped from his hands to bob heavily above his crotch, thick drops of precum pulling out in ribbons as they dribbled from the tip of Ifrit's robust colossus cock.
His balls pulled up tight against his cock base, and then several strings of cum shot out, across Ifrit's robust abdomen, most splattering against Ifrit's robust colossus cock, webbing across the thick meat and sliding slowly into his bushy pubic hair.
Squall felt Ifrit slowly pull back, his tongue writhing out of Squall's ass.
"That's so fucking lucky me..."
he growled out, and slick tongue lustful licked his mouth corner and chin where had splashed their both's precum, saliva and sweat of mixed sticky juice like,
"Then I must show you a memorable time as I always fuck with the blonde guy!"
with his voice deeper and less deafening than usual, he released Squall's ankles and slid his hands up Squall's legs until his fists were clenched around Squall's upper thighs, a massive predatory grin on his face as he continued,
"Can't say the blonde guy come from future or past of different spatiotemporal, but nothing can stop me! I can through the spatiotemporal and totally fucked his virginity up with my Eidolon!"
he growled out again with a Infinite Lustful Bestial laughter,
"Snow Villiers... that's his name, he's the only one I identified the mating male of mine!!!
(For more Ifrit's Eidolon mating Snow details, please refer to Top Secret Events V: Wolves Snow Guys Infinite Lustful Flames Promise)
continued saying with lustful drooling out of mouth corner,
"I'm the best candidate for fuck up your virginity as would be befitting of your... lesser experience!"
with his talk just ended, an action that coaxed a wakening stir from Squall's soft cock.
Ifrit rubbed his clawed index fingers against Squall's slick hole, then carefully dug them into his loosened asshole and pulled them apart, stretching Squall's hole open.
He bent down and spat into Squall's open hole, the thick saliva clinging to the inner walls of Squall's ass.
Squall's cock stirred at the sight, still slick with his own cum.
Ifrit bent down and licked around his ass again then drew back,
think over the sizes of the disparities between their bodies,
Ifrit lustfully mashup The Pile Driver and The Flying High into a Human Male Mating with Male Beast's Soaring Eagle Position of Infinite Lustful Bestiality,
once again Ifrit himself rolling back in a pile of limbs, let Squall tumbling down from his perched on his robust chest, and slid his hard robust colossus cock against the crack of Squall's ass.
Squall froze for a moment as the massive, hot flesh pressed against his spread-open asshole, his again-hard cock spitting out more precum as it happened, but Ifrit's robust colossus cock slid up between Squall's legs to press against Squall's jutting cock.
His thick foreskin was wrinkled around the flared head of his cock, slick with precum.
With his foreskin pulled back he could see that Ifrit had a thick golden ring punched straight through the head of his cock, threaded through the slit and coming out through the underside.
Ifrit's Infinite Lustful Precum was freely drizzling out of the tip, forming great stringy ropes that quickly coated Squall's cock and trickled down his inclined stomach to mix with the semen he'd already ejaculated.
Ifrit pumped his robust colossus cock through Squall's slick thighs a few times, splashing his precum all over Squall's legs and belly, then crouched down to slot the robust colossus cock's head against Squall's open asshole.
He rubbed the robust colossus cock's head once or twice, then grasped at Squall's asshole and pulled outward as he leaned forward, forcing Squall's ass open around his robust colossus cock's bloated head.
Non-stop blazing fucking movement along with barbarous crunching virginity ass of the colossus cock, valorous waist combined with the robust hips swinging, sturdy abdominal muscles contraction, alluring nipples with robust chests, manful stubble face with reveal the infinite lustful eyes all in one sudden,
"Well, just let you know as I fuck my blonde guy with my Eidolon's Ultimate Ifrit's Infinite Lustful Mating Gestalt Mode once every day, so you can't be an exception!"
Soon Ifrit had vanished altogether, leaving Squall on his knees, naked in the center of the magma sea.
He hastily drew his hand back, and wiped his cum-coated fingers against his thigh.
He staggered to his feet, the pain gone except for a few dull aches, and stumbled towards his pants.