User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Soldier Beetle Ronchellster

 I grab my sword and shield and step into the ring, thinking why not? Stepping into the challenge field I realise just how big soldier beetles are. I raise my shield and she raises her lance. I charged first, running at her as she began to charge too, trying not to think too hard about what would happen if my plan failed.

 I leapt to the side as we reached each other, sprinting back towards her. Her lance swung around and I held my shield up to block it. As I closed in she kicked at me with one of her legs. I managed to avoid the kick and leapt up onto her back, wrapping my arms around her humanoid torso and holding on for dear life.

 I could faintly make out the sounds of laughter around me as my sparring partner bucked around to try and get me off of her. I tried to bring my sword up into a winning position, but it was knocked from my hand by a rough jerk. After holding on for almost a minute she opened her shell and spread her insectile wings. My eyes widened as I realised what was about to happen, and I reaffirmed my grip around her torso, going from a laying position on her back to a sitting one directly behind her torso.

 We took off, and I tucked my head into her neck, eyes closed tightly. I could feel wind blowing through my face, and the humming vibrations of her wings left my ears ringing. I felt a thud, then a hand on my face. Slowly opening my eyes, I looked around. We were just outside of camp, in the woods around it. Her big, black eyes stared coldly into my own, and I didn’t want to think of what she was planning.

 “Off.” She said flatly. I complied without hesitation, scared I was about to get the beating of a lifetime. What surprised me was when she lowered her head to my crotch. I stared, dumbfounded for a moment, before her hands reached out and dropped my leggings.

 I started to back away, stuttering trying to get words out before I fell flat on my arse. She cocked her head to one side and approached me, arms open. I looked into those eyes again, and stopped struggling. Were they always that kind? I could’ve sworn they were cold a moment ago.

 As I’m trying to work this change through my brain she leans into my crotch again. I let out a ragged groan as she licks up my pole. Those strong, inviting arms then scoop me up and hold me close in a tight embrace. I feel my length slip into her and let loose a louder moan, before her frontal legs wrap around my hips and hold me to her, buried to the hilt.

 I looked into those beautiful black eyes again, and saw love and lust in equal measure. I pressed my lips to her, wrapping my arms around her torso as she had mine. We stayed like that, locked together and softly enjoying each other for an hour before breaking apart. I gathered my gear and asked if we could walk back to camp. She nodded, and began to lead the way back.

 “…And that is why you NEVER try to mount a taurian mamono.” The captain finished as we arrived back in camp. When he noticed us, a smile grew over his face.

 “About damn time recruit. I hope you had fun out there, ‘cause now you’ve got an hour of training to make up.” My head sunk down, and the soldier beetle put a comforting hand on my back.

 “Also. Since you, technically, managed to beat her…” I looked up eyes wide, a huge grin plastered on my face.

 “I’m giving you double salary.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he held up a silencing hand. “You may have ‘won’ but at the same time, she didn’t lose. Be happy I’m giving you that.” I nodded, still smiling slightly. “Now wipe that grin off of your face and get into formation!” I saluted the captain and ran to my position. Every few minutes my gaze was drawn to the soldier beetle, those big black eyes watching me keenly.



 This was definitely better than what I’d hoped for.