The roof

Someone was always on the roof, it decided that in order to find its first target. The Rapi began it's slow ascent, digging it's claws into the wall. It was not used to climbing and wasn't as quiet as it was used to.

It rose higher, and grew excited. It prepared to launch its tentacles at the forst thing it saw. The thought of reproducing had the Rapi salivating and growing hard, it left a trail of cum on the wall behind it. At the top was a hand rail that it approached slowly.

It crawled over the rail and hit the ground, making almost no sound. Before it was an easy target. Nerra was laying prone, she was looking out through her scope- obviously deep in concentration. The Rapi saw it's chance, before she moved. Her ass was exposed albeit skintight pants. They would erode quickly and laying down she would be mountable. The Rapi moved toward her, now it was spreading it's pheromones uncontrollably. It desperately needed to cum, to cum inside something.

In a movement it lunged forward, moving it's heavy body through the air. Nerra spun around her back foot and fired. A corpse before it hit the ground.

She had debated getting better security. For now a trip wire was enough, as the alarm was linked to her earpiece. The adrenaline was still running as she observed the twitching mince meat. It was still smoking when she turned back to her lookout.