Old, Unhappy, Far-Off Things

Salty. Army tasted salty. This was no surprise, given how they’d been fighting and had just come out of a sauna. Ro wasn’t sure what possessed her to lick beyond a desire to distract and maybe gross him out, but he clearly wasn’t grossed out—and neither was she. She didn’t expect it, but there was something kinky about having his muscular flesh against her tongue. She probed with it as she stroked him off, doing her best to hold her breath—until Army’s hold slacked a bit.

It was all she needed.

When she felt Army loosen on the hold, Ro suddenly twisted his cock in her hand. She wrenched, then she slammed her elbow back into her abs. If it worked, she’d try to quickly break out of the hold and scurry away from him while he recovered from the elbow and twist!

In hindsight, Army really should have seen this coming. Yes, Ro was great at giving pleasure with those hands of hers, but she could also do pain, and with her, there was never telling which side the coin was going to land on. Yes, it felt good with him working her over, brought back some good memories, but having the most sensitive part of his body between her fingers was a big gamble. He was about to be reminded why.

”Ohshitohshitoh-” He was cutoff from his warbling when Ro slammed her elbow into, cutting deep into his body and earning her freedom. He gave her a hard shove and rolled a way while he clutched his sides, coming up to a single knee and groaning. And laughing a bit, too.

”Fuck!” He chuckled for a moment, grimaced, then chuckled again. ”Forgot how mean you can be.”

Ro was gasping for breath. If she hadn’t just been slammed into a locker, smashed to the floor, and smothered under Army’s delicious muscles, she’d have surely gone on the attack after escaping. But even Ro needed to catch her breath. She let out a light laugh as she got to her knees, looking back towards Army. “Says the man who smashed me into concrete…god you’re hot when you use those muscles.” Ro said with a smirk.

She looked Army up and down as they both caught their breath. His cock was rock hard. It was throbbing between his powerful legs, and Ro let out a smirk. “Here…let me make it better.” Suddenly, Ro tried to spring up and launch herself into Army. She had a concrete plan. She was going to slam her shoulder into his chest before he could get up, which would in turn slam Army into the locker. If it worked, that would leave him slumped on his rear, with Ro basically in her lap. From there, she planned to slide up and wrap her arms around his body while she slid her sex over his member, planning to ride him into an intense orgasm—if it worked. There was no telling if Army would see and evade or counter the move.

”Hey, I wasn’t complaining.” He managed to get a rough, quick laugh in between hisses and pained groans, strong as they were. ”Just stating a fact. I like you mean.”

‘Aggressive’ was the keyword with Ro. She only ever moved forward in a fight - you could push her back, knock her back, but you could never make her retreat. Even now, hurt as she was, she still barreling forward and rammed into him at full speed, slamming into him and pinning him against the lockers. At first, he thought she was going to lay into him with punches and kicks, wear him out and drop him hard...and she did. Just not the way he’d been expecting.

It was hardly the first time they’d fucked in the middle of a fight, but this was the first instance he could think of that had been this sudden. He cried out in ecstasy as she sank and took him inside, riding him hard and holding him close. His body responded without even thinking, thrusting back against, trying to catch up and match her pace. One hand reached around her back and dug in with his fingers, while the other grabbed her hair and gripped it tight for a handhold. All the while, he brought his mouth to her neck and began to kiss and lick and bite away, rapidly descending into animal territory along with her.

Ro WANTED him. She wanted him the second he saw him again, of course, but there was something more immediate after that smother. Feeling his muscles constrict around her head, the taste of his warm flesh in her mouth. She wanted him NOW. Army clearly wanted her, too.

Ro let out a moan of pleasure as his thick, huge cock pressed into her sex. Her muscles constricted around it, squeezing his manhood tight as she thrust her body up and down. Their flesh melted together as she felt his washboard abs against her. Her breast squished against his pecs and her tongue slid up his cheeks and neck. She let out a pleased, primal growl as he nibbled on her and grabbed her hair. “You’re mine.” she growled, then she quickly lifted her arm up and wrapped it around his throat, choking him with one hand. Her other raked up his back, scratching him as she pounded her body up and down on his cock! She yanked her neck away from his mouth and thrust her lips against his, trying to force a hot, wet kiss, clacking teeth together as she continued to choke and ride him!

Heh. Ro always did have a way with words.

There was any argument when she declared him her own - after all, at least in this moment, in this place, it was kind of hard to deny. He maybe could’ve pushed her off and separated him if he really wanted to, but they both knew there was no chance of that happening while they were connected, while she was pounding him, while he was so close to the edge. Once the two of them started, they were like machines, fucking hard, never letting up until the end.

He cried out as she hit a hard thrust, but he was silenced when her hand came to his throat and the choking started. He brought his own hand up to grab her wrist, pulling at it, but it was more of a reflex than anything. Soon enough, that hand would find better things to do, like reaching around and grabbed her by the cheek, pulling her in even harder to squeeze this moment for all it was worth.

Her kiss came in, wet and wild, and found a wagging tongue to play with. There wasn’t too much he could do there while she was choking him, but even this was enough, and his body responded accordingly. He could feel the climax coming now, rising up from the deep - an inevitable, destruction explosion of lust. It ripped through him all at once, his back arched and his hips thrusting as he unloaded into her, giving her everything he had to give. He let out a long, deep moan as he came, sighing in pleasure despite the constant choking...or maybe because of it.

Ro was panting into their deep, rough kiss as they continued to fuck each other. It was as powerful and forceful as the first time they’d ever felt each other. Army’s manhood fit perfectly in her tight sex. Their tongues were now fighting as hard as their fists had just been, pressed together, a tangle of lust.

Finally, Ro felt army cum. Her eyes rolled back as he filled her with hi seed, pounding his body against hers. Ro would have loved to savor this victory, to really rub it in, but her heart was racing. Her eyes rolled back, her chest heaved, and as he finally came Ro let out a cry into his mouth as she burst as well! Her toes curled and she pressed her body tightly into his as their juices mixed. Her sex clamped down on his cock, pronging both their orgasms as Ro cried out in pleasure.

Finally, Ro’s hand slipped from his throat. She leaned on his chest, resting against it as she panted and gasped on top of him. [coloe=red] “T-time out…”[/color] Ro said with a little chuckle. She leaned up, planting another quick kiss on his lips. “That was a great warmup, muscles…” She chuckled as she tried to get her wits back about her. Finally, she tried to roll off of him and, if he let her, slide his cock out of her with a wet plop so she could stand on wobbly knees.

Nostalgia wasn’t exactly something Army expected to experience often during sex, but notheless, that was the main feeling going through his head at the moment. It was hard to lay there and not think about the way they met, all the nights that had ended similar to this. Beaten, sweaty, breathless on the floor, but so satisfied. Enjoying each other in ways that only they really could. Ro really was one of a kind, and he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t missed her.

But that wasn’t the way things were going to be. He didn’t regret the path he was on now, and he didn’t regret this detour. But as he laid there, sucking in air and coming down from the high, he reminded himself of what this was - a moment in time. A great one that he’d remember for the rest of his life. But a moment.

Best to make the most of it, then.

”Yeah...yeah, time out is good.” He had a weak laugh as he laid there, breathing in and out and in again, his heart racing. ”Did I mention it’s good to see you again? Because it’s good to see you again.” He snickered, a little laugh that turned into a sigh. ”Wow.”

Ro chuckled as she leaned against Army. “It is good to see you…I’ve missed you.” There was a slight, very slight tinge of regret to her voice. She knew this was a fleeting moment, and she knew she had waited too long to return. But Army had given her this one, last tussle. It was definitely nostalgic, and Ro intended it to last as long as she could.

“Mmm…” Ro could feel Army’s heart beating as she laid against his bare pec, resting against the bigger fighter before. She gently turned and started to kiss his muscles, licking his sweaty pecs, kissing up and down his abs while she caught her breath.

Eventually, though, she slowly got up. Instead of clobbering Army, though, she reached down and offered her a hand. “Come on, troublemaker. I wanna dance in a ring again.” She said with a grin. If Army got to his feet, she’d try to reach down and grab his cock, pulling it just slightly hard.

Her intention was to drag him outside to the gym area and one of the unused, private rings. She’d bring him past the exercise gear and weights which surrounded the ring, lightly stroking as she led him unless Army stopped her.

Things were quiet for a moment. That was rarely a thing with Ro - she was so energetic, always bouncing, never stopping. The woman was living fire, always burning up so long as she had fuel to work with, and he knew she was nowhere near being spent. He wasn’t even sure that was a thing that could actually happen.

But this was a nice moment. Just laying there. Holding her. Breathing with her. [I]Being[i] with her. She had this weird ability to blend sweet and sexy, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

When she was ready to go, though, he was too, taking her hand without a second thought. He winced when she grabbed his cock - not that she grabbed it all that hard, but he was still a little tender down there. Rolling his eyes, he followed after Ro without a word of protest, following her through the Tension halls, ignoring any passerbys. If they were allowed to be in this place, then they’d definitely seen weirder things.

It wasn’t too long before they were in one of the private wrestling rooms, reserved for ‘specialty’ matches, and it was clear exactly what kind they’d stumbled on. Nice, crimson carpet covering the floor, dim lights, a black and red ring in the middle and even a convenient matches King-sized bed off to the side. Definitely meant for hentai matches, and ones where the combatants wouldn’t have to go far for fun activities.

”Nice.” He whistled as he followed her inside, closing the door behind him and nodding as he looked about. ”Rules?”