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Chapter 15 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What happens next?

The spar continues.

"No way!" she shouts back. She creeps closer, still with her hands up. As she lashes out with her palm, he tries to dodge, but she plants it firmly against his chest, causing him to stumble backwards. "Come on. You need to deflect strikes like that one."

His eyes watch the bounce of her bosom. The movements of her sexy physique. No matter what, he can't get it back down. The fight is locked on hard mode, literally. He takes a deep breath and raises up his hands once again. He focuses his stare straight on her ruby gaze. Then as she lashes out again, he brings up a hand and swipes the strike away, just enough to barely dodge to the side.

She grins. "Good!"

"Thanks, I--"

Then she sweeps his feet and trips him a second time. After he crumbles to the ground, she pounces on him like a cat and wraps her thighs around his head, squeezing him tight.

His mouth is forced against her groin. "Mmm!" he mumbles, but he's unable to speak.

"Aah~!" she moans in response--something he didn't expect to hear. It's quite a dainty, feminine noise, despite her tough exterior. "D-Don't talk right now please. Not where your face is."

But isn't this a fight? Oh man... I can't breath. "Mmm!"

"S-Stop~!" Her thighs squeeze his cheeks harder as he's pushed even more against her groin--his nose digging in.

I can't stop if you don't let go... I'm trapped... She's going to crush my head, I swear. Though her skin is really smooth... Stop thinking about that sort of thing! "Mmm. Mmm!"

She shivers. "The vibrations. Please, I--Stop!" Finally, she releases him from her grip. As she crawls backwards, she puts a hand between her legs and whimpers. "Uhm. Good fight. You did well. But we should call it for now."

Trevor stands and awkwardly readjusts his pants once again. He slowly turns in hopes to hide his shame. "That's a good idea." He can still feel the warmth on his mouth. He moves his jaw around and licks his lips.

As he does, Vika stares up at him--blush spreading out from her cheeks. Then she shakes her head and stands. "You did good!"

"Thanks. I don't think that's true though. I have a long way to go."

"I'm gonna go hit the showers. I've been out here all morning. Maybe you oughta go find Dalaworth and see if she needs anything."

"That sounds good to me." He bows politely. "Thank you."

And with that, he heads back inside. It grants him the opportunity to finally calm down again. His member sinks, and he takes a deep breath as a strange sensation tingles through his body. Despite the erection departing, all of the teasing really is wearing on him. He's never felt this in his life--balls aching, mind racing with ideas he wishes weren't there. All he can do is hope he's strong enough to get through it.

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