MILF - Mothers Into Luscious Fighting I

Harumi shivered in pleasure as Kirin tended to her emotional and sexual needs so excellently. Her tail wrapped around Kirin's hand as if it didn't want to let her go. Still licking voraciously at Kirin's nipple, she finally looked up, her eyes opening wide, staying open. "Mmm? Kicchan?" she mumbled. Was she dreaming, or was her playmate really mothering her?

"Yes, Ha-chan?" she said soft and sweet. She let her nipple part from her lips, but left it nearby if she wanted more and wiped the milk from her lips with one finger. "I think you were dreaming... of someone. Family." She smiled at her fondly. "It felt rude to wake you up. Are you alright?"

Blinking didn't put much of a dent in Harumi's daze. "I was?" the cat-MILF mumbled before answering herself with a "I was..." A little bit of her saliva, mixed up with Kirin's milk, slid down the corner of her lips. "Okay... thank you for the meal..."

She rubbed at her bleary eyes. "What happened? Did I get a point and then fall asleep?" She couldn't remember anything at all of their second round, which she had lost by a massive margin after all but winning.

"Close," Kirin said a bit shamefully. "But I won the match, I'm afraid." She smiled a bit at herself as well, apologizing for winning their match. "But you were a real scrapper. I'm honestly surprised I managed to keep you down, though I'd probably have more trouble if you'd been less frisky."

She licked her thumb to maternally wipe the milk and drool from her lips.

"REHHH?" Harumi exclaimed. "I lost? How could I have lost?" Her wide eyes turned pleading, like a kitten asking for attention. "Are you sure?" she begged of Kirin. "Did I really lose? I don't know what happened to me, but I thought I was winning?"

"It er... well, I mean you won the match," Kirin managed to muster up as a flimsy lie. "I mean, officially. I just thought that it kind of counted towards my win since you fainted as you came all over me... but I forgot the rules, so, aheh... I guess you did sort of win."

She smiled brightly and only briefly cursed herself for being a softy for cuties like Harumi. She soon decided it was worth the little white lie.

(OOC: I'm so sorry for forgetting to respond! This is what I get for having so many matches *mashes face on keyboard* >_<)

IC: It was like Kirin had flicked a switch. Harumi brightened instantly. "I did?" Her ears perked hopefully. "I did... I did!"

Actually and fully convinced, she happily glomped Kirin in the gleeful way a little girl would cling to her mommy, innocently giving the bigger milf a ticklish front rub.

"It was a really good match, Kicchan! I'm glad you were my opponent because you're so nice and sportswomanly! How can I make this up to you?" she burbled.

Kirin cooed a bit as she was rubbed, smiling at the plasure she could give her. "I'm just glad to have met you," she said, squeezing her back as she giggled at her display. "Perhaps you'd just like to spend some time together? Maybe I could even meet your daughters?" she suggested

"Sure!" Harumi instantly agreed. She now considered Kirin her best friend in AFW after just one encounter. "I'd love to hang out with you, Kicchan! All the other girls here are so... weird... oh, I have only one daughter," she burbled, "Haruko-chan, but four cute sons!"

"I'm sure they are," Kirin agreed frankly. She felt a bit of kinship with Harumi as well, partly for their similar ages and because her playful nature still brought out the motherly side of her. "Then it's a date," she confirmed, kissing the cat woman on the cheek to seal the deal. "And maybe I'll see if my daughters are doing anything as well, while we're at it."