FWF: Fur Will Fly!

11:52 AM:  Lux Corvin

11:53 AM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

11:54 AM:  Lux Corvin

Red vs. Blue

11:55 AM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

Yep~ :3

11:57 AM:  Lux Corvin

Just imagine grappling on the sand in loincloths~ :3

11:59 AM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

I would preffer oil... And why in loin? afraid in going nude?

12:00 PM:  Lux Corvin

Could go for a nude match with ya anytime, and figured we could have a change in pace.

12:03 PM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

*smirks* Wrestling nude on the sand isn't all that comfortable. But I can see the appeal in doing it in a beach.

12:05 PM:  Lux Corvin

*smirks back* True, but then again, there's always the traditional way of wrestling, which is without oil and sand of course.

12:06 PM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

Works for me too.

12:11 PM:  Lux Corvin

Alrighty then.

12:11 PM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

*smirks while stripping out her clothes*

12:12 PM:  Lux Corvin

*smirks back, taking off her clothes as well*

12:15 PM:  Shasta Ke-Alakoa

 

*I strip my clothes off my body rendering myself fully nude as I display my proud body to you. My hands gathers the attires while I look at you doing the same and once you do, I immediately toss my clothes on your face, blinding you for a second while I pounce and tackles you, wanting to take you down in the ground.*

12:27 PM:  Lux Corvin

*My eyes were trained on yours as I discarded my clothes, revealing every inch of my naked body towards you as you do the same. When I hold my clothes in my hand, I toss them to the side before getting blinded for a moment, and I feel your body collide into mine. I snarled as I tried to cement myself as I staggered, wiping the cloth off my face as I wanted to stop myself from falling, but gripping your bicep, while reaching for your nape.* "Cheating bitch!" *It was inevitable; I tried to viciously pivot our bodies to the side as we fell, letting gravity send us crashing into the ground, all the while trying to go on top of you, with my legs wrapped around your other leg.*

I snarled back with a vicious grin at you as we collide. Escaping a small grunt as our breasts smashes against each other while feeling your strong hand clenching around my bicep and nape. "You mad?" I grin back before you suddenly pivot our bodies to the side, grunting again as we drop on our sides in the ground but you quickly get on top of me, wrapping your legs around one of mine. On my turn, while keeping that wild grin, full of razor sharp shark-like teeth, I move my free arm in front of you before I try to wrap it behind you neck, wanting to force your head under my arm pit trapping you in a front head lock while my other leg wraps around your waist... Just as my tail as well.

Our bodies collided with a grunt escaping from our lips as our breasts smashed into each other, nipples piercing each other's chests as you crashed into me. My arms reached for your neck and bicep, twisting us to the side with my body on top of you, with my legs coiled around yours. With my hand still gripping your nape, I try to slither deeper with my arm going around your arm, to pull you into a bear hug, but I was pulled into an immediate headlock as you reached for my neck. I snarled again. "Just you wait." I huffed into your pit as I try to lift myself up with an arm gripping the bicep that's holding my head, trying to pry it open, while our legs are wrestling for control. I managed to press my knee against the floor and drag you, slowly, trying to lift you up and body slam you, even though it'll risk harming my face, but it's a risk worth taking, as our nude bodies were entangled with violence and eroticism.

I snarl back and tightens the lock around your head. You're just fortunate you was still holding my other arm if not you would be choked to the end on this grasp. As you snarl on my pit, I try to tighten the squeeze on your head even when it's not fully lockable specially when you grab my arm's biceps and starts to pry it away. Suddenly I feel you're dragging me around and I know what you're doing. That's quite a risky move and when you lift me up, I snarl louder and clench my arm around your neck hoping to cause some hurt to your face as you turn your body slam in my "BBT" if this is what it's called. Yet, you slammed my back down hard enough to make my hold on your head to weaken considerably. And I decide to plant my leg in the mat, trying to roll with you before pressing my whole body down on yours.

Sweat began to permeate from my fur as we wrestled, exercising our strength and energy as we wrestled. I was fortunate that I was holding your arm by the bicep, shifting my grip to your join and applying pressure, hoping to tear your grip apart and break free from the chokehold, whilst I snarled into your pit as you ‘tightened’ your hold. My movement was sluggish by the sheer weight of your frame, clinging onto me while I cling onto you, as I dragged you across the mattress. With a growl, I try to muster the strength to lift us from the ground by my legs and compressing our breasts altogether before slamming you into the ground in a botched ‘DDT’. I braced for impact as my snout touched the mattress beneath us, managing to weaken your hold for me to break away from your pit. I gasped before grunting as you rolled with me. I managed to get a clawed grip on your shoulder blade, with my hand still gripping your nape, with my head ‘resting’ on your shoulder as I meet your eyes, while you’re pressing your body onto me, snarling.

My nostrils flares a bit as we continued to wrestle against each other in this embrace. Wincing when you squeeze my elbow joint despite my efforts to choke you all while our breasts and nipples presses and grinds together while we're fighting in this intimate fashion. You lift me up high enough, ny nipples piercing your furry breasts while yours piercing the underside of my breasts before you slam me down in the mat. Luckily your snout was safe from harm as I see your face when you pullled off from my pit but I wasn't going to stay still under you and I tumble around with you, hugging your torso as you hugs mine, squeezing my nape tightly to cause me some discomfort while clawing around my shoulder blade. Your head an chin presses up against my shoulder and I glare back at you with the corner of my eyes in a fiery stare down followed by our snarls as we struggle to overcome the other in this brief stale mate, I shift my hand to grab and squeeze your nape as well, and I try to cause some more discomfort for you as I straddle on your body, pressing my knees against the mat before I put my legs muscles to work, trying to kneel up and forcing myself to sit on your lap as I pull you up in a sat up position so I can wrap my legs around your waist and squeeze you up.

Our bodies clung to each other as we wrestled. I can feel my nipples harden as they pierced your skin, flicking your nubs as our breasts squished together as we fought. Despite my sluggish movement and my grip around your form, your body still clung onto me when I slammed you into the floor, compressing our bodies altogether. I gasped as I managed to pull my head out of your pit, but your scent lingered as my nostrils flared. I grunted as you shifted your weight as you rolled with me, placing yourself on top of me with your arms around me. Our eyes darted towards each other as we growled. I winced, feeling the discomfort from your grip around my nape while trying to straddle me, but my free left leg tried to hook around your leg in a grapevine, while moving my other leg outside our entanglement and pressing my feet against the mattress to lift myself off the ground. My hand, that gripped your shoulder from behind, moved to push you by the front of your shoulder, to roll us over.

Of course you wouldn't allow me to get the upper hand like that when your muscular furry leg wrapped around mine's botching my straddle attempt. I growl in mild frustration but keeping a smirk while I try to shake that leg out from yours, causing my body to press and grind against yours a bit, flaring my nostrils as I struggle but you suddenly bridges your body and you twist around, rolling me as you push my shoulder and grunting when I feel the weight of your body over mine. My hand squeezing your nape tries to quickly catch your pushing wrist and pry it away from my shoulder while my free leg wraps around yours to keep it from being grapevined and it other hand attempts to grab your bicep, squeezing it firmly while I try to force you to release my nape and if it works, we would get in a short stale mate, breathing against each other's face and keeping our glares locked on. My tail swishes a bit back and forth in excitement of this play-fight before I suddenly release my leg and kick the ground, wanting to flip you around again, but instead of trying to full body pin you, this time I change my tactic, trying to as soon I'm over you, shift myself towards and try to pin you by sitting on your shoulders in a rather risky position considering we're nude. But then again, I'm sure you wouldn't be pinned that easily.

Neither of us is willing to give the other the upper hand; my leg wrestled with yours as you tried to shake it off, causing our bodies to grind against each other. I can hear your frustration behind your growl as we wrestle. I manage to roll us over, shifting my weight and pushing you by your shoulder, pressing my weight against you. I grunted, snarling as I felt your strong grip, squeezing my nape as I looked at you with a sharp grin. My hands reached for your forearms, trying to release your grip around my nape and force your arms over your head by your wrists, all the while hovering over you, giving us room to breathe and still locked eyes. "Hehe, you look cute when you're at the bottom, struggling," I teased, trying to anchor my body over you as you pulled our legs into a grapevine. Neither of us is getting off the ground as I hold your forearms. I suddenly feel the cold air brush against my fur as you let go of my legs and flip us over, sitting on my shoulders. I wheezed, grunting as I felt your weight over my shoulders. I squirmed a bit, trying to shake you off, until I hoisted my hips upward and my abdomen bent, attempting to wrap my legs around your neck, and pull you downward, arching your back forward to turn us to the side and apply pressure over your head with my calves, squeezing your neck.

It was a growl of frustration mixed with excitement. Frustrated because you're not giving up easily and excitement for the exact same reason. We exchange some grrapling, trying to hold on your nape while you try to force my grip of your nape and trying to pin them above my head while you tease. I respond that by poking my tongue out to you as you lean your body over me trying to secure your pin before I kick the ground after releasing your leg and roll, straddling over you, giving you a close view to my cameltoe for a brief moment before I feel my neck wrapped by your legs and I'm suddenly pulled off your body, being peinfully forced to lay on my side while your calves squeezes my neck. I snarl louder, quickly shifting my body forward to keep myself from being hugged by your arms while I curl my body up, grabbing your ankles and twisting them around to force you to release my neck. And if my plan works out, I hold on your ankles, and kneel up before I push my legs forward while I curl you up in a ball while I lay down on your legs, pinning you in a risky matchbox pin. Grinning wide as I glare at your face as I attempt to sandbag my body down over yours and my tail resting between your ass cheeks.

Despite the frustration, it's still as exciting as our previous clashes. I smirked when you stuck your tongue out when I leaned over, pressing my weight against you like an anvil, but you managed to kick yourself off the ground, straddling over me, with your cameltoe in front of me as you sat on my shoulders. I can feel your weight against my chest until I lift both of my legs up and coil them around your neck, yanking you back while I roll us over to our side. With a snarl, I try to arch your back forward, bending your spine a bit to try to pressure you into submission. Suddenly, I feel a strong grip around my ankles and knowing you, you'd try to get out of it. In an attempt to secure a dominant position, I try to roll us over again, this time with your chest pressing against the floor, while trying to free my ankles to slide forward a bit, grabbing and performing a Boston crab hold by grabbing your ankles.

I keep snarling wanting to get out of your head sicssors grabbing your ankles and breaking free from them wanting to pin in a rather steamy hold to make you fluster. But of course you wasn't going to simply lemme to that. While I was forcing to pry your legs away from my neck, you act quickly. rolling towards me and forcing me to get laid on my front against the ground while your furry ass sits on my back and now it was your hands wanting to grab my ankles and fold me in a pro-wrestling hold a rather painful one at that. You growl as you raise my legs and I squeal when my back is bent in a rather uncomfortable angle while I claw in the ground wanting to slide off from under you. I could heat up my body but I kept the prospect of no oiling up my body. i had to find another way to get out from this hold but it wasn't too difficult. After all i still have a tail. And a quite muscular one! Since I can't smack it on your pretty muzzle, I just try to wrap it around your neck, squeezing you while I pull my leg down and I put my arm muscle to work and ripple as I push up my torso suddenly, so I can force you to roll off my body before you get a proper upper hand on me!

Back and forth, back and forth, God, you’re really are my equal to wrestling. I can feel and hear your defiance through your snarls and squirms as try to maintain a head scissor, trying to make you submit, but we both know you’ll find a way out of this, just needed to be one step ahead of you. When I feel my grip around my ankles, I immediately rolled us over, forcing your front against the mattress, freeing my legs in the process as I sat on your ass and shifted forward, pressing my furry ass against your scaly pair and pull you into a boston-crab, forcing your back to bend. Of course, you could’ve countered or anticipated me as I try to pull that stunt, but I guess you’re bit too slow~ What caught me by surprise, was your tail; it wrapped around my neck, causing me to cough and release your legs. With that underway, I was rolled over as you draw distance, getting me on all fours with my tail wagging behind me. “Not bad, Princess, thought you’d be tapping out by now~” I teased, breathing heavily as the fight had me panting from the workout we pulled.

My shapely rear is sat on by yours, and we grind them as we keep on this struggle as you tries to keep the hold on me and put me in submission. But of course I wouldn't let you get the best on me that easily. Specially in a move most pro-wrestling rookies are put on. Even when we're just play-fighting it would be embarassing for me and my family training to be put in submission in such a basic hold like this and the fact I have a tail helped me out to escape from it.  As I pull you off my body by my tail and I push up, I hear your body rolling in the ground and I was quick to face you, on all fours as well while my muscular tail swishes back and forth before smacking down the ground firmly at your tease. "Fuck you~! You won't force me to submit in a hold like this!", I reply back before I pounce at you, wanting to get a firm hold on your head and tuck it under my armpit, wanting to catch you in a firm front head lock while we're knelled in the mat , gritting my teeth in a savage grin, hissing as I try to cut some of your air. Your breath is heavy so I could make sure your breaths becomes even more heavier, planning to at least squeeze your neck as much as I could because I'm sure you'll get a way to escape from this hold. 

Our ass grinded back and forth when I hovered over your pelvis and grabbed your angles, pulling them backwards in a Boston crab manoeuvre. I looked back, grinning as I saw you squirm beneath me as I tried to hold you down till you submit, but you didn’t, and I doubt neither of us will. I looked back and saw your tail, wagging eccentrically as it suddenly snapped upward and coiled around my neck like a serpent, squeezing my throat, and pressuring me to let go. It was a game of chicken as I pulled your leg even back, while you squeezed my neck, but I eventually submitted and let go before being tossed away from you with a grunt. I rolled on all fours, facing you as you do the same, grinning back as we locked eyes. “Would love to see you try!” I lunged forward, grabbing your wrists as you tried to pull me into a headlock. Our bodies collided, tits first, as I tried to spread your arms wide until you successfully pulled me into a front headlock, for now~

You grin back, once again locking our eyes together keeping a playful yet intense stare between us, before we moved to each other in tandem. However, you capitalize my intentions to choke you out and your hands grips my wrists firmly while our bodies collides. I grunt when our breasts presses and mushes against each other while we trade grunts and breaths of effort, you trying to pry my arms and me trying to break free from your grasp while our nostrils presses gently against each other while our mouths almost does the same, but never breaking eye contact. However, with a sudden move of my arms, I finally break free from your grasp and I quickly wrap them around your neck, fitting my strong arms around it but I don't plan to stop it here of course. Bitch, I want to make you submit.... And with a snarl, I drop in the ground again, bringing you close and over me while my legs tries to wrap around your waist, flaring my nostrils in excitement as I try to tame you again but there's not denying the close contact of our bodies makes things even more steamy between us.

Our bodies collided as we rushed forward, pancaking our scaly and furry breasts, trading grunts, as I motioned over, grabbing your wrists, trying to pry them open as our bodies continued to grind from top to bottom; from our nipples to our abs, as I gripped your wrist tightly to prevent you from performing the front headlock. Our snouts pressed together by the tip, and our lips were inches apart from each other. Despite my firm grip, you manage to free your arms with a singular motion, snatching my head and successfully pulling me into a headlock. I grunted, hissing as I leaned backwards, trying to anchor myself against the mat. “You want me to submit, bitch? Try harder…” I snarled back, stepping my left forward, then sliding my right towards your left, then performing a half guard with my left around your waist to lock with my right before rolling us over, trying to free myself from the headlock and mount on top of you.

It's hard to declare if we were fighting or having sex if we judge only by the trade of grunts and moans along with our bodies clashing intensly and intimely and it was a bit hard to not feel frisky when your furry breasts tickles against mine's while our lips where THIS CLOSE for a steamy make out. But we both were focused on the fighting while still enjoying the edge such close contact gave us until I managed to break your hold and go for the head lock but of course you had to ruin my plans over you, right? You wrap your arms around your waist and you roll us over, while I tried to get my control over you but while we were tumbling around, wanting to get in control now it was you who mounted on top of me "Not yet...!" I growl, trying to sit up and hug you before twisting my body to the side wanting to throw you down and force ourselves to lay sideways while my leg tries to shoot up and wrap around your leg for control.

A thin line between intimacy and aggression was drawn as we wrestled for control, grunting and moaning as we rubbed our naked bodies together for a steaming hot clash. Scale vs. Fur. I swear, it feels like we’re foreshadowing something, but we’re not. Our bodies continued to grind until you pulled me in a headlock, bending our bodies downward as you tried to pull me into a guillotine choke. You know I’m not gonna let that happen right? I broke free by pulling our bodies closer and wrapping around your leg in half guard then rolling us over, straddling your pelvis, with your legs caught in between, as I tried to pin you by your shoulders shifting over to your wrists. I growled, grunting as you sit up, pulling me into an embrace, trying to force us to our sides, but time and time again, I refused, leaning back, wrapping my arms around you in a hug, drawing our snouts closer in an intimate embrace, and planting my breasts on top of yours, while looking at you directly in the eye, panting.

You kept from being put in a guillotine hold and as we struggled and tumbled away, you finally get over me, sitting on my pelvis while you press your hands down on my shoulders. Once again we locked glares, while the edge rises up again when i feel our folds are so close yet so far from each other. I fight back this enticing sensation while biting my lower lips and suddenly, before you get a hold on my wrists for a full body pin, I shoot up,wrapping my arms around you and catching you in a firm hug before I try to put us down on our sides but you still refused on that. Mimicking me and giving a tight hug of your own around me making us get in a louts position with your breasts pressing over my own rack, our snouts pressing gently and kissing each other through our intense panting, intensified even further when our groins teases each other. Still I needed to do something before you get in full control after all, it's easier for you to wrap your legs around my waist than me... And this is why I try to shift my legs under you, wanting to get in a kneeled up position to keep you from potentially scissoring my waist along with the hug while I do increase my own hug pressure, leaning my chin over your shoulder and squishing our breasts even more while I growl in effort to squeeze the fight out of you.

I hovered over you as I mounted on top of you by the pelvis, pressing my weight over your lower waist, while struggling to pin you down by your shoulders to your waist, but it seemed that it was impossible to perform, and once again, we locked eyes, panting as this fight had put a tax on us. I grunted as you rose, sitting upright as our bodies pressed together again from breasts to abs. Yet, this burning feeling is creeping in from the periphery of my thoughts whenever our folds were close, yet far apart, but we ignored this sensation, and tried to force the other to submit by whatever means. I grunted when you wrapped your arms around my waist, pulling me even closer as I do the same, locking us in an intimate embrace, our lips kissing by laboured pants and grunts. I leaned even closer, trying to bend your body back while shifting my right leg downward, to block your other leg from shifting under me. Surprise, surprise, I snout tilted to the side and suddenly pressed against your lips, drawing you into a vicious kiss to distract you. While it was a double-edged sword, especially how our thighs were caught in between, grinding each other’s crotches while my legs try to reel in yours in a grapevine, while trying to pry your grip apart by your wrists, then having to push you back against the floor with your arms over head, hopefully pinning you down and pulling back. 

Maybe if we weren't fighting in the nude this burning sensation wouldn't be running through our bodies like that. But it's getting hard to ignore that as we get locked in a rather intimate position. You sitting down on my thighs while I squeeze you out, pressing our bodies and snouts like that. By Pele, the fact we aren't enemies but friends with a fierce rivalry just adds to the spice even more. We're getting our minds conflicted between fighting and making out and I tried to focus in make you submit as I squeeze you but thanks to the closeness of our bodies, it gets harder... And when you locked your leg around me to keep me from having some kind of advantage you decided to kiss me! I was in shock, not expecting you to resort to this, pressing your mouth as firmly against mine while our folds mimicks our mouths as well making the both of us share moans while you kiss me more and more! But unfortunately for you, I got a mind steeled to resist this sudden advance. I'm a warrior after all. I suddenly jerk my face sideways to break the kiss forming a bridge of saliva between our mouths before I growl and lean down on your shoulder, close to your ear. "Feeling needy, bitch?" I taunt you. I'm not a woman who usually get steamy with another woman, but considering how things are going and the fact I'm the kind of woman who tends to hit back harder when assaulted, I decided to hit you back harder in kind. Locking my mouth down on your neck and give you a hell of a hickie to not only distract you but surprise you while I make you scream, while I try to force my body forward and push you down in the ground hoping to get you under me in a pin, breaking the kiss and growling with a wild grin looking down at you and trying to put you on my own grapevine if possible.

My mind is already at an impasse to even comprehend what's happening. Are we making out, or are we wrestling? It seems we’re doing both at the same time with this intimate hold. Come on, Shasta, we’re embracing each other, trying to squeeze each other into submission, with my legs wrapped around your waist. With that thought in mind, I did the unthinkable, something that you and I would be—how do I say this, enjoy? Probably not, despite having one goal in mind, making the other submit. Out of desperation, I pulled you into a kiss, my lips latched onto yours, sharing moans as our folds began to squeeze each other, like they were making out themselves. Unfortunately, this doesn't seem to affect you as you jerked your face to the side, causing our cheeks to rub each other as you leaned forward, pressing our bodies even more tightly as you hovered over my shoulder and taunting me before biting me in the shoulder, causing me to yelp. With sudden burst of strength, I was sent to the ground with my left leg still resting around your waist, and my ankle pressing against your ass. My right leg, however, was caught, intertwining with yours, and my arms wrapped around you as you pinned me to the ground momentarily. I gasped, hissing in pain as you let go of my shoulder and hovering over me with a grin on your face. I simply stopped for a moment to gather my thoughts and smirked back. “Someone has gotten desperate,” I teased. Did I enjoy it? Maybe. Was it worth the effort? I guess so. Whether or not if I liked it or not, I’m still pinned with a hickey on my shoulder. ‘Fucking hell, Shasta, are you trying to claim me or what?’ I thought, annoyed at the stinging pain in my shoulder, while figuring out a way to get out of this while staring back.

I wasn't supposed to feel like this but fuck, this feels so good! Our mouths and pussies kisses each other as we struggled on this embrace untill I growled and gave your neck a hickie as a twofold payback for your kiss. And well, this worked! Too shocked to react back, I managed to push you down and go for an almost full body pin but in this short struggle I groaned as my folds grazed against your furred body but at least I managed to grapevine one of your legs while the other you smartly wraps around my waist and putting it down on my ass, spreading my cheeks slightly with your ankle. You hug me, pressing our bare breasts together, feeling our hardened nipples pressing againt each other while we stared back and forth at each other, with you and me sharing taunts until you finally spoke out about the hickie. "Hnnngh.... This is how I roll... I tend to return twofold something unexpected like that. If a bitch slaps me, I punch her back.", I grow low looking back at you. With you hugging me, trapping my arms as you wraps your hand behind my back, I mimick your gesture hugging you back and squeezing you while I lean down on your shoulder, giving you a lick on the hickie I left on you as some kind of apologies before I growl on your ear. "I don't know how things will go here but I won't stop if you don't stop."I keep squeezing you while I grunt and groan on your shoulder wondering how you'll react and what you'll do about this.

How did we go from wrestling to fucking? I guess it wouldn't matter how it all started when it feels too good to ignore. Maybe if we weren't fighting nude, we wouldn't be in this mess, but let's be honest, who wouldn't want to fight nude~? From our embrace to our kisses, the sensation was palpable, even to ignore. What caught me by surprise was you, biting down on my shoulder and giving me a hickey, as if you were to lay your claim on me, and the pain was intense, yet erotic. My body jolted as I yelped, unable to react in time as you leaned forward, pushing me into the ground where my back pressed against the floor and your weight pressed against me. My hips bucked as our silky and scaly folds grazed the other as you caught one of my legs, hooking my right leg around your left, while my left leg rested against the back of your waist, making our position look like we were fucking instead of wrestling. After a brief moment to assess the stinging pain in my shoulder, I looked back with a grin, taunting back as you did the same. Our breasts heaved and squished the other, nipples fencing and jostling around the other as we hugged each other. “Sounds a bit excessive, doncha think?” I asked, biting my lower lip as you moved and pecked my shoulder, giving it a comforting lick as an apology… Hehe~ apology accepted. I grunted as you squeezed me and growled into my ear, waiting for my response. “Hmmm.. it's either a draw or we keep going…” I murmured, my hands caressed your muscular hind till my left hand slid to your scarlet red hair, pulling your head away from your shoulder and then capturing your lips into another kiss. Rather than, an attempt to roll us over, it's simply a kiss.

Even when we were making out, I still had my fire on to overcome you in a fight, a fun and harmless yet technical fight grappling with each other in the nude. But things became quite steamy in those last minutes ot strife and now we were trading licks and kisses while embraced with each other. I was flushing a bit and my breaths heavy due to the intense work I had to push and wrestle you down and that tingling sensation coming from between my legs. "Hnn... That's the Ke'Alakoa way, Lux.... Talk shit, get hit..." I growl licking your shoulder before resuming the fight, catching you in a horizontal bearhug, as I growl on your hear while squeezing you. As you replied, your arms wraps around my back, but instead of hugging me, your hand caress my hinds while your other hand grabs my red hair, a last rough moment from our fight, making me growl and hiss in renewed rage... Or wasn't? Quickly you captured my lips in another kiss, a long and intense kiss and I moan on your mouth again as we make out one more time while the pressure of my hug starts to loosen up. My eyes closed for a moment, enjoying how both our lips were kissing again and how our hadened nipples were grazing on each other and once they open, I make eye contact with yours. Growling low, not of anger or something like that, but excitement. "I won't stop if you don't stop..." I mutter and true to my way of thinking, I slide my tongue inside of your mouth. Yep. We started to officially start another kind of fight. A battle of wills as another kind of fire burns from inside us. But how things will go from here? Who will win this "fight"? That's another story that will be remembered only by me and the luxray. Of course, despite on how things went here, it won't save her from a good beating when we decide to fight for real in the future. Maybe this will keep us from having naughty thoughs.