Private Practice

Femie stood up and smiled as she looked at Kozue. When Ninjette got up as well, Femie bounced on the balls of her heels and watched as the girl held out her hands for what appeared to be a test of strength.

"Ohoho!" Femie chortled. "So, now you want to lock up?" She said. "And i am to believe that you are sincere this time?" She said with a raised eyebrow and a finger wag. "We shall see, mon amie." She said and held up her hands in the air. She inched towards Kozue, accepting the 'generous' offer from the Ninjette.

That got a nice, full laugh out of Kozue, as they met up in the middle. "Of course I'm sincere. Look at this face." She batted her eyelashes, trying to look as innocent as possible. It never worked with her Mom, probably wouldn't faze Femie. "Besides, you can't talk, with your little booty rub. Like you don't have tricks." She flicked her tongue. "Real subtle."

Kozue did have a little trap in mind, but she wouldn't spring it just yet. For the moment, she locked fingers with Femie and met her in the test of strength. She gripped hard and started to apply some pressure while she pushed forward, planting her feet down hard to maintain the stance.

Femie watched as their fingers tangled together and she spread her legs and pushed with her arms as well. "Oh, but there is a difference between a trick and a deception." She said. "It is my duty in this match to make you horny. Ohoho!" Femie chuckled. "But that was certainly not a trick!"

Femie bent her knees a little more and leaned in. "Now this..." She said and forced her face against Kozue's so their lips met. 'Is a bit dastardly, ma chere...' She finished the thought in her head.

As Femie leaned in towards her and it became clear what she was about to do it, it occurred to Kozue that she really should've seen this coming. Her mind was still in a normal match mode, where getting randomly kissed wasn't always a possibility, but not a common one. In Hentai Land, things worked a little differently.

Kozue's idea to pull Femie in and monkey flip her fell to pieces the moment their lips touched, as the taste of the Belgian flooded into her mouth. She stumbled back and fell flat again, this time with her opponent's amazing chest laying right on top of her barely-existant one - even though she'd never watched a full hentai match in her life, she knew that was a bad spot. Kozue let out a surprised yelp in Femie's mouth as her eyes grew wide, with a healthy amount of confusion and panic in her tone.

But she didn't pull away.

Femie's eyes widened as they became off balance again. She untangled her hands so she could try and keep them both from landing and washbasin their skulls or chipping a tooth.

However, once the disaster was averted, Femie didn't waste any time. She deepened the kiss, pushing her tongue into Kozue's mouth fully while her hands went to work. "Nnnnnn...."  One went up, snaking into Kozue's hair as well as she could and the other slipped a little lower and tugged at the knot that held the Ninjette's modest chest in place.

Femie's excitement at the new turn could not be contained even as the rest of her body wriggled in delight against Kozue's body, her large chest mashing against Kozue's breasts as Femie tried to free them and her hips rocking against Kozue fromt he spot where they rested between Kozue's legs.

Femie's body was soft. Amazingly soft. Impossibly soft. Crashing down with her on top was hardly the most pleasant experience, but it hurt far less than Kozue would have guessed. The woman's supple skin just seemed to mold against her own, and all of the sudden, she was everywhere.

It was hardly the first time she'd ever had someone on top, but no guy she'd ever been with came at her quite like this. Femie was so hungry, and the way their bodies moved in perfect tandem kept Kozue pinned down. Everything was happening so fast, there was much going on all over her body, so much new pleasure...for a moment, she was taken away in the thrill of it all.

But the moment passed, and when it did Kozue's instincts kicked back in. She grabbed the hand that was rapidly undoing her top, seizing it by the wrist with both hands and stopping it before she could get too far. Kozue planted her feet flat on the floor and pushed up, twisting around as she tried to roll Femie onto her back, hoping to establish control. At the same time, she pulled her mouth away from the heated liplock and took some deep, lusting breaths, panting hard and fast. "Fuck," She ran her tongue over her lips without even thinking about it. "That's so..."

"Ohp!"

Femie just squeaked a bit as their positions were reversed and even though Kozue had her wrist, Femie remained cool, with her bright smile still on her as she looked at Kozue. "Delicious?" She said. "It's Orange Gelato. Tart, non?" Femie beamed but she wasn't going to rest on her laurels.

Femie craned her neck and pressed her lips against Kozue's cheek and kissed her way up to the girl's ear, pulling her free arm back and using it to prop herself up. "So, what do you think so far?" The Belgian purred into Kozue's ear between running her tongue along the ridges and suckling on the lobe. "I like that you want to be on top, but it won't slow me down, ma chere."

Orange gelato sounded about right. Kozue had been having a hard time placing the taste.

Femie wasn't kidding about not slowing down, either. If anything, she was just heating up. The kissing had been hot, but what she was doing with Kozue's ear was electric. It tingled all the right nerves, gave her sensations that she'd never even knew were there to be experienced, and her toes curled up as a pleasant euphoria came over her. She was melting, and damn, did it feel good.

Kozue's hand began to snake up Femie's thigh, coming closer and closer to the sweetest spot...

And then the reality of the situation hit her all at once, and she rapidly broke away as if Femie's skin was hot to the touch. She got to her feet for a second, only to flop back down on her butt and scoot all the way into the corner, where she sat with her back against the corner. "Holy shit!" Her voice echoed throughout the arena. She clutched her heaving chest and looked at Femie while all sorts of emotions played over her face - fear, wonderment, arousal, confusion, and a little more arousal on top.

Femie moaned in Kozue's ear as she felt the hand slip up her thigh, just under her baggy shorts that were riding up her taught, yet silky leg. Femie seemed winded and confused by Ninjette's sudden exodus and sat up, blinking as Kozue had already scooted back to the corner.

Femie blinked and looked at Kozue with a small frown. She could make a pretty solid guess at what Kozue was thinking but hoped she hadn't made a mistake. "Kozue." Femie said the name with a soothing gentleness that even for her was soft. "Is everything alright?" She asked. "Should we... stop?" The Belgian questioned as she slowly got to her feet.

Kozue stared up at the ceiling lights and mumbled under her breath. "Holyshitholyshithooooooolyshit." Deep breathes. Nice, long, deep breathes.

She was so wrapped up in her own world that it took a moment to register Femie's soothing voice. It helped calm her down a bit, as she looked down and locked eyes with the Belgian Beauty in front of her. Not a complete fix, but a good step. "I'm good, I'm good. Really, I'm good." Kozue gave her a thumbs up and grabbed the ropes, pulling herself back up to her feet. She leaned out of the corner and stretched her arms.

"Just the way you came at me, it was so...fierce. Wild. I've never seen..." She stared at the floor for a moment, then looked up at Femie, curiousity all over her face. "Straight up, do you really think I'm that hot? Honestly? 'Cause, just, I've never had anyone over me like that. I mean, I've had sex, but that...""