While not as bad as a succubus, Ryala's mind was in the gutter more often than not, the only real exceptions being serious fights when her focus had been on destroying the enemy, or lately, escaping them. As Mal started moving, she took a moment to ponder how long it might take until what she truly was ended up being revealed... It depended on a lot of factors, but her uniqueness worked in her favor, as she could pass off a lot of oddities to being a Nephalem with a powerful lineage... unlikely, but not impossible or unheard off. Of course, she had the feeling that this world hadn't encountered either Breakers or Nephalem, or at least Malphus didn't, otherwise he might have at least suspected one or the other based on her appearance or the circumstances behind how she showed up here... though a faulty teleport spell always worked as an explanation. Like any method of travel, people managed to get into accidents with teleportation as well... plenty of them being quite spectacular.

Still, as Mal picked up speed, Ryala's mind moved to other, much more pleasant thoughts, like the feel of his powerful muscles moving against her body. She could feel the physical strength he had, the power he held with every motion and as she clung to him, those muscles rubbed against her arms and legs allowing her to keep track of every motion, smiling as she closed her eyes and pressed the side of her face into his back, her white hair fluttering in the wind caused by his run. Her position wasn't exactly accidental, and his motions were massaging his breasts with every leap in his run as the muscles in his back flexed and relaxed. Of course, the biggest stimulation was down below, and Ryala wasn't naive enough to think that this wasn't deliberate on his part as she felt his spine dig against her pussy lips through her thin fabric, causing her to sigh slightly against him and cling tighter. She was getting wet, but her clothes, skimpy though they were, were also designed to hide that particular form of arousal... they didn't hide her hard nipples, which Mal would be able to feel against his back.

She wouldn't be getting off from all this alone, but that wasn't what Ryala was after right now, and a little wait could make things all the better later. If she had any doubts about what could happen with Mal, she didn't now, the question was, how long would it take until she ended up in his bed? Or whatever place he ended up fucking her... she wasn't exactly picky..

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