Delia vs Sasha

Delia rested a bit to try and go easy on her leg for a spell, but then rose back up to circle in a mirror of Sasha. Her taunting grace seemed gone, but her natural smoothless remained, and the lithe motion of her body still reminded onlookers of the lean muscle under her slender body.

She'd decide to try offense this time, whirling towards her in a wide swing of her claws at Sasha's chest.

Sasha skipped back and tried to dodge but then the claws hit her at least with their very tips, raked across the kid's chest with some anger and imapct.It left three deeper and two rather shallow crimson marks on the girl's left habdfull of breast and sliced open her small tanktop a good deal.

She stood there with her jaw dropped for a split second, asking her self if this was normal, she felt blood trenching her top and blood is some sticky thing. She knew this feeling and she didn't care.
She only carred about letting this woman pay for it.



Sasha gasped as she tumbled back, catching her self with some grace. Blood was now flowing from her cut skin as she took a deep breath, sliping toward Delia and trying a combo, she threw a right straight first,aimed at her opponents chin, then she stopped, shifting weight and melting her attack into a following left low to the lower belly of her opponent,above bledder or ovaries.

This was no place to fight nice or clean as it seemed.

The serpentine admired the slippery path of blood for a moment as Sasha stumbled, licking her lips unconsciously. It seemed to entice her just as much as her breast, flat or not.

Delia went for the lighter straight, managing to halt it with her forearm just before Sasha's fits dug into her guts. "GUGH!" she blurted gracelessly, almost doubling over before her breasts rested on Sasha's fist, wedged into her tender middle past the knuckle.

Sasha blushed as the woman's impressive cleavage pressed around her fist. Sasha, standing so close to her opponent, no tried to force Delia's head into a reversed headlock under her left arm.
The young russian teen did her best to do so quickly.
Then, with a small groan she reached forth and tried to grab Delia's bottom attire by the waistband and gave it a hard pull, trying to give the mysterious lady a camel toe ripping wedgie.

Then Sasha lifted at the bottoms and the woman with all her might, her shoulders pressed and her knees buckling.

Sasha went for her infamous wedgie-vertical-suplex.

Delia went tamely into the headlock, but shrieked as her smooth silky shorts ripped slightly, but as a bigger concern ripped its crotch up into her pussy lips. She thrashed and squirmed, hoping for her serpentine grace and slippery nature to pull herself free but the brawler had her grip tight.

She'd hit the mat noisily and painfully, shrieking and clutching her back as she writhed rapidly on the mat, not unlike a genuine wounded snake. She snarled nonsensical curses, and if Sasha wasn't quick to press her attack, she'd lunge when she was in range, so low on all fours she was practically crawling, and grab her by the leg before digging her fangs vengefully into her shin's meat.

Sasha was just standing up her self, trying to take use of her welldone move but then pain flashed up her left leg.The kid hissed, gritting her teeth as she swalowed a cry of pain, not willed to give the snake-girl this satisfaction.
The fangs have gone deep and like all snake bites they where not that painfull until the fangs where out.As the pain exploded in Sasha's head she tumbled back and pressed her lef thand on the two wounds as crimson flowed down in small streaks.
Back against the cage fence she glarred at Delia.

Delia flashed her tongue over her fangs, lapping up the remaining blood and grinning in sinister delight. The girl had a crude flavor, something like beer was to humans without the alcohol, or perhaps hotdog. It had an alien kind of appeal without being too classy, like the more exotic bloods she'd tasted. She fancied that she'd like some more.

She'd move on all fours with speed near her standing pace, rising to try and grab Sasha around the waist and bring her rising knee up between her legs, trying to stun the tough tomboy long enough to bring a hand under her chin, raising it to bang her head into the cage as well as dangerously exposing her throat to her hungry mouth.

The human kid gasped as she was hit hard between her legs, her knees crossing and her litte mouth forming an O in a soundless scream as the winf was driven from her lungs.
The pain walked back and up again in her crotch and tummy as she folded over.

The crawling speed of her strange opponent had been stunning and so was the pain now.
Sasha gasped as she was flung into the cage fence and he rhead forced upward, her legs denying service for some cruelsome moments.

Sasha cursed and she felt her heart almost breakig from her flat chest as she clenched her fist and tried to aim a spinning left haymaker for Delia's mouth, turning and squirming in the snake girls grasp with a short cute moan.

Delia was too pleased with the trapped moaning to catch the incoming blow, her lithe frame staggered by the punch as it caught her mouth. She tasted blood, feeling insulted that it was her own as she stumbled backward, forced to release the tomboy brawler. She spit out a mixture of saliva and surprisingly red blood, licking her lips tentatively and bracing herself in an expectant stance, awaiting Sasha's next move. She was hoping to rush to meet any charge she might try, taking the gamble of a simultaneous rush to dodge a blow and collide with her, allowing her body to quickly whip and bind around her like a true serpent might.

Sasha took a deep breath and swallowed the pain, then she circled Delia to the left, sliding in with a long step of her front foot and a slide of her supporerting foot,trying to send a left straight, neither very cautios nor reckless but dangerously close to her straneg opponent.
The fire in the kid's eyes showed she ment business but she had realized that her opponent was a serious menace.