"Mousey" Minerva Vs. Alena Saint

Minerva pawed futily at Aena's thighs as she was caught in the vice grip of Alena's legs."L-lena-cha...aaan..." She managed to get out. She was trying to pull her head out when she went limp. She wasn't unconscious mostly just defeated from being unable to move herself. It was then that she noticed that her face was awfully close to Alena's woman hood. Only a scant piece of fabric separated her from it. Dare I? She questions. Would it be wrong to do it to keep from passing out if it's something I would do anyway? I don't think I will make it too much longer if I don't...

"S-sorry!" Minerva mumbled as she pulled aside the shorts. She closed her eyes tightly and stuck out her tongue. She had know idea what she was doing or if it would work but she did her best to force her tongue downward into Alena.

Alena panicked when Minerva suddenly went limp between her legs. "H-Hey! Are you alright?" she gasped, completely forgetting that this was a wrestling match. But what would happen next would put all thoughts of worry aside.

Alena gasped in surprised which was immediately followed by a moan pleasure as Minerva's tongue slid its way inside her. If the fingering before was good, what Minerva had started doing was about ten times better. Her legs turned to mush, almost completely limp now. She just lay there, moaning and writhing.

When Alena let her legs go, Minerva stopped for a moment and caught her breath. She was breathing softly into Alena and after a moment she looked up. The moan had been good. "Oh lena-chaan~" She said and continued what she had begun, eager to please the other girl. She was shocked at what she had done but even more shocked at how much that she wanted to keep doing it. Hungrily she went back to work. "You taste gooood Lena-chaaan~" She managed.

"Mine-chan...." Alena whispered helplessly. Part of her was ashamed at herself for allowing this to happen. But the other part, the part Alena never even knew existed, was loving this. "W-Wait," she whimpered. It was hard to even talk now. "I...c-can't lose...." She arched her back, Minerva's tongue exploring every inch of her.

Minerva worked her tongue gently in out and around Alena. She was lost in her own world once more. She only wanted to enjoy Alena and continue to please the other girl. She heard the words and her ears pricked. Loose? She thought as she continued. Will she loose if I keep this up, really? Her eyes that were closed shut tighter. But Alena must have a better reason for being here than I do? No one would expect me to win even a single match but this might be my only chance to win. If I don't win now, I might be stuck here forever. Minerva gripped Alena's thighs as tightly as she could. She wasn't sure just what she should do in this situation.

Finally she stopped and let go of Alena and stood up. She looked down at Alena and smiled weakly, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes. She held her hand out to Alena. "Lena-chan." She whispered. "It's not fair..." She nervously began to speak. "You want to win the match and I ...." She blushed and turned her head slightly. "I want to win the match too but... I... would rather be with you like this... outside of the ring...." She swallowed hard. "Something I enjoyed so much! .... shouldn't be used to win a match when it's not that kind of match..." Despite the fact that it was in the rules to win this way Minerva couldn't do it. "Not... with you at least..." Minerva turned her head, with her hand still held out shakily. "S-sorry..." She muttered. I know you wouldn't have done this Lethe-chan. Minerva thought. But I just can't...

Alena collapsed on her back, just about spent at this point. The pleasing feeling disappeared again, but this time it left a more lasting effect. Evenher vision was slightly blurred. She could barely even hear what Minerva was saying.

"W-What?" she mumbled, slowly coming to her senses. "What are you talking about? You almost had me. I want to win, but I don't want to win because you feel guilty. How will that help either of us? If you want to win, then try to win! Just remember I won't let that happen so easily!"

"B-but..." Minerva said as she stumbled back a few steps her eyes widening. Only she could end up turning something that had been so wonderful into such a screw up. She heard what Alena said and began sobbing. She flopped forward on top of Alena in a weak attempt at a pin while tears streamed down her eyes. "I-I'm sorry Lena-chan!" She squealed. "I ... it was just so beautiful I couldn't win the match that way... not in front of these people.. not ... with you..." She whimpered out the words.

Alena groaned softly when Minerva flopped on top of her. She had hoped she could gain enough strength back from the brief rest. Her body felt almost numb. "Don't....worry about it," she whispered. "You're really nice. Just....a little too nice." Even in her weakened state, Alena would still try to push Minerva off her, just as the ref counted 'one'.

Minerva was moved off of Alena's shoulders pretty easily by Alena's shrug. Minerva sat up on her knees and looked down at Alena and rubbed the tears from her eyes with her sleeve. "I know I'm not cut out for this." She said. "I don't want to do this... I hate fighting...." She said as sobs continued to pour out despite her attempts to wipe them off. "I ... have to do it though." She said. She looked down and weakly grabbed Alena's hair and then attempted to wrap one of her arm around Alena's neck in a very weak headlock.

Alena whined as she was pulled up painfully by the hair. It helped bring some of her senses back, but it still hurt She was then put in the headlock, which turned out to not be very strong. That's when Alena decided to make her move.

She would lift Minerva off the ground, using the little strength she had regained, and drop her on her knee in an atomic drop.