Fight! (Martial Based)

Penny

We got into a combat stance as we prepared to defend ourselves to the last breath. Surrender was not an option, and there were only two ways this could end. We either win, or die. Alice stood tall, holding her sword before her with both hands, while I crouched down and pointed mine at the approaching goblin army. It looked like they had no range, as I didn't see any archers or shamans in the group. I nodded at Alice, new courage flowing through my veins, now that my girlfriend was by my side. With a whoosh, she ignited her sword with fire magic, and the ghostly flames flickered up the blade, bathing her in radiant light.

"Don't worry Penny, we got this!" She said confidently.

With a fierce war-cry the army charged at us, all green flesh and uncontrollable lust. We counter-charged them, meeting the green horde head on in a clash of steel and flesh. We had the reach advantage with our longswords and height, and as we made contact, Alice's flaming blade decimated their frontline, scything through flesh and bone like a hot knife through butter. A goblin lunged towards me and I slashed on instinct, cleaving it in two with a single stroke. Another thrust a spear at my side, and I dodged backward, barely preventing it from hitting me. But my dress wasn't so lucky. The barbed spear hooked into the fabric, and as the goblin pulled back, my dress tore, leaving a ragged slit going from just below my breast, all the way down. As I glared at the bastard in annoyance, it giggled, finding my ruined dress humorous. I beheaded it for its insolence.

Another one jumped onto my back, hoping to throw me off balance, but I was prepared for it. As it leaned back, I went with it, falling on top of the goblin before rolling backward to a crouch. It stood up and I stabbed it through the stomach. I looked over at Alice to my left, covered in flames and scorching anyone that dared to get close to her. The screams of goblins mixed in with the sound of flames, as smoke filled my nose. I sidestepped a thrust and lopped off the attacker's arm at the elbow before whirling and beheading another one. Three goblins rushed me at once, all stabbing at different places, and I desperately tried to parry. I dodged one, deflected another, but the third made contact. Luckily, I had dodged far enough away that the spear didn't completely impale me, just leaving a shallow cut in my stomach. But it snagged my dress, and as I danced away from the trio, my dress came completely off! I yelped, embarrassed of my sudden nudity, and reflexively covered my breasts and crossed my legs. I retreated from the fight, **** to find some clothes, but there was nothing in the clearing to cover my modesty. They slowly stalked towards my naked form, as I suddenly felt very unequipped, my confidence in tatters just like my dress. My stomach wound stung, and my muscles ached as the adrenaline wore off, and my sword started trembling in my arms.

They started to circle me, getting ready to attack from three sides and overwhelm my defenses, and that's when Alice came to my aid. A flaming spear impaled the one to my left, the **** of the throw hurling the skewered goblin a good ten feet past me, like a giant shish kebab. Alice slid in between me and the other two, slicing the legs off one, before propelling herself into a headbutt that hit the last goblin right on the chin. His head snapped back and he stumbled backward while clutching his face. A face that was soon separated from the rest of its body with one final slash from the flaming sword of my girlfriend. And then everything was silent, save for our heavy breathing.

The battle was over. As my tunnel vision cleared, I took in the aftermath of our one-sided slaughter. Dozens of corpses littered the clearing, most missing limbs or heads. A metallic taste was in my mouth, and I could smell nothing but blood and the acrid scent of charred flesh emanating from the ones Alice had slain. She hunched over, leaning on her sword as she panted for breath, exhausted from the fight. My limbs felt like they were made of lead, and I dropped my blade before lying down on the blood-stained grass and gasping for breath.

"We did it..." I gasped out. "We actually beat them!"

"We won! We fucking won!" Alice shrieked, looking at me with elation. I started laughing hysterically, and she joined me in hysteria, our cackles echoing through the clearing as we released all the stress since the ambush. She flopped down next to me, spreading her arms to make grass angels. I reached out and took her hand, and she squeezed back reassuringly. We lay there on the ground catching our breath, both of our chests heaving as we gulped down oxygen. My heart was still racing as I rewound the fight over and over. I'd probably killed a dozen of them, and Alice the rest. I looked at her, slick with sweat and blood, matted hair stuck to one side of her face with her neat little bun now unraveled, a complete mess, but the sheer joy in her expression lit her face up. She looked so sexy, full of confidence and victory. We locked eyes, and my fading bloodlust turned into regular lust. Rolling onto her stomach, I straddled her waist with my legs before brushing her hair out of the way. I grabbed her face with both hands and began kissing her beautiful soft lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me as deep as I could go into her mouth as she matched my enthusiasm for the kiss. She slowly moved one hand down my naked back, her soft skin raising goosebumps on my flesh as she reached further and further down. I melted into her as she started groping my ass, kneading the muscle as I moaned into her mouth. Our hearts beat as one as we pressed into each other in our hunger.

I needed her to fuck me.

But we were still in a goblin infested forest full of god knows what other kinds of predators, who would surely be attracted to the carrion left on the battlefield. With great disappointment, I broke the kiss, taking a moment to look down at her perfect face, and lay down on her chest. I was still so tired from fighting, and being with her right now felt like heaven. But she had other plans. Alice pushed me onto my back and looked at my stomach with concern.

"How bad is it doc? Am I gonna die?" I asked.

"It's shallow, you'll be fine, let me just bandage it." Alice replied, before reaching around my neck and ripping off what was left of my dress. She wrapped the fabric around my stomach before knotting it behind me. "That'll hold until we reach a town."

I sat up and leaned against her, laying my head on her breasts as I rested. Alice started scratching my back and scalp and I let out a little whimper of pleasure that made her giggle. I felt safe with her, feeling like she would protect me in a way no one else ever could.

"You fought well, my little lioness..." She purred, and nuzzled my ear. My family crest was a roaring lion, and her nickname for me was little lioness. I asked her why I was little, and she said, and I quote, "Because you can't beat me yet."

Bullshit, I could beat her at everything but fighting.

"Penny, you have to get dressed." She said softly, petting my hair. I sighed, and slowly got off her, before pulling her up after me.

"I'll go check the carriage for another dress." I said over my shoulder as I walked towards the flipped carriage.

"Alright, I'll confirm kills and stand watch."

I walked over to the flipped carriage before pulling myself up and dropping into the interior. Rummaging around in the mess, I found a few dresses, though I couldn't really make out the details, and I threw them out, followed by some leather boots. Much more sensible for hiking through a forest than my sandals. I found my jacket in the corner as well, and I slung it over my shoulder as I climbed back out to see what I had salvaged. I looked at my findings in dismay.

"Shit. Alice, I only have sexy dresses!" I called out, staring down at the clothes I had haphazardly thrown onto the grass. My sensible clothes were in the other carriage, and this one only had lingerie and more revealing dresses. I wasn't going to find any dresses actually fit for wilderness survival here.

She walked over and looked at my choices with a smirk, "At least I won't get tired of looking at you when you're wearing them." I shoved her shoulder in annoyance,

"Oh shut up, I have to walk through a forest looking like a whore."

"Why would you bring dresses for a slut if you didn't want to wear them?"

"I was going to wear them for you, but if you think they're too slutty, maybe I'll just burn them and only wear proper and modest clothes from now on."

"Oh noooooo, whatever shall I do? Maybe I'll fuck your brains out every night until you buy new ones." She groaned in mock dismay, before picking one of the dresses up.

"Pfft, I'd love to see you try." I scoffed, before looking at another one. "Which one should I wear?"

She studied the dresses on the ground, poring over each one to decide what would offer the best balance between making me her eye-candy and giving me protection from the elements. I put on the boots while I waited, admiring their quality and how soft the leather was. The first dress was a red sequined minidress with a plunging neckline that stopped just above my navel. The halter top left my back completely wide open almost down to my ass, and the hemline came well above mid thigh, so if I bent over I'd flash anyone looking at me. Wearing this would also mean that any running or jiggling my breasts would let my girls pop out.

The second was better in terms of coverage, but it was a transparent white silk dress that would hug my body like a second skin. Wearing it would mean letting anyone get a free look at my pussy and nipples, and reduce my mobility with how tightly it would grip my legs. I tossed it aside with a frown.

"Not that one, Alice." She whined in disappointment. before looking at the last option.

A shiny gold minidress with slits on both legs stopping just on my hourglass waist, and showed a bit more cleavage than appropriate. The back crisscrossed with strings to offer a modicum of coverage, and the hem stopped mid-thigh in the back, and barely covered my pussy in the front. Honestly, this one offered the most protection out of all the dresses I packed.

"You should wear this one, Penny." She said, offering me the third dress. I agreed with her thoughts. I quickly put it on before turning around. "Could you tie the strings in the back please?" I asked, and she happily did so, taking a little more time and being a little more touchy than needed, but I didn't mind. I liked the way her warm hands felt, caressing my back and shoulders. I turned around and gave her a little twirl, and she ran her thumb over her lips as she blatantly eye-fucked me. I buttoned my cropped jacket, covering half my torso and my breasts, so I could at least have some modesty. A cold breeze blew through the clearing and I shivered, the cool air causing my first wardrobe malfunction as it lifted the hem of my dress and flashed my shaved pussy to my girlfriend. She wolf-whistled and I rolled my eyes in exasperation.

"Calm down you slut, which way to the capital?"

She slapped my ass as she walked past me, "This way Penny!"

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