Davina,The Paramour

Somewhere deep in the erotic jungle of the Toyverse...the dead jungle.

A sweet tropical rain falls.
Davina stirs awake over the shoulder of Vorgo. She doesn't recall on the footpath when exhaustion hit her and it did. She feels Vorgo huge fingers around her bare thighs and his fingers are strong and hold her tight. The sweet rain she welcomes for she feels her now perfect toned nude hardbod be clensed of dirt and mud which run off of her. She glances around she's never seen a region of the erotic jungle so dead. From fallen broken jungle trees to exoskeletons of large spiders which frequently live up in the trees. She recogonizes a few mammal skeletons but aside from that rest of the jungle is dead. It's dead grey colors leap out at her as she squirms alive.
 She still has no clue where Vorgo is going. She can't help but admire his strength. He moves with determination with her. She doesn't want to upset or risk death. The path they're on appears to leading out of the dead weird jungle. Whatever thrived here does so longer. Whatever once occupied this jungle has since moved on or died in some catcalyism.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans aloud as his fingers rub up down her her bare legs.
"My paramour is still alive." Vorgo declares in his calm deep voice.
"Yes,I'm alive," Davina states. "Sleep does wonder for your paramour."
  Davina could now smell fresh new jungle a few meters away. Gradually the grey dead jungle is overcome with the fresh lushness and smells of erotic jungle which she knows so well. Vorgo keeps her anchored over his shoulder. Once they reach the colorful surreal jungle,Davina is gently put on the ground. She doesn't escape for she doesn't want to. She stares at Vorgo as he quickly tames like a horse in the English countryside a large horned beattle. Davina is relieved at the capture of such a steed for she's used to resting on such mighty steeds. Her muscles in her legs still ache for her long walk a few days ago. To rest her incredible hardbod when she can is welcomed.
  Vorgo rides his horned beattle and stops it in front of her. Vorgo leaps off and she finds herself cradle in his arms and she feels her gently turn and she's rest on the mane of the odd insect. His large fingers clamp down on her bare ass as she stares blankly at the erotic jungle. The jungle now becomes spinning colors as she gasps. She feels Vorgo kiss her back and cheek. She relaxes her perfect hardbod under his grip; no need to tense out of fear for now.
  Vorgo gallups off with her into the undiscovered country for now....