Calm had to be regained eventually after the minimal chaos Constantine and Zamira just went through.
A minimal mistake by lowering his guard he believed, the allure of that flesh was too much for him.
Fixing up the tie he didn't have, Constantine saw how Zamira struggled to put back her clothes with the greatest blush in her life, her gaze moved from time to time to the still sleeping bunch -she wondered how none of them woke up with that.
"Thankfully no one woke up, I left them battered." He said, moving his gaze to the elephant in the bonfire.
This... creature.
It is not human, but her body and shape depict her as a human, not only that, a ravishing one at that.
"Who is this... woman?" He asked only for Zamira to end up fixing herself up as if nothing happened, that is of course forsaking her still moistened crotch and chest which she didn't bother cleaning right now.
