A Mad Love Match-Up! (Alexia Jackson vs Death Bunny)

Alexia was warped with pain and agony, spreading all over from her back as she writhed against Death Bunny. Their bare breasts mashed and smashed against each other that gave Alexia that sweet sensation of pleasure and pain to every level that Alexia wished for to it's fullest extent. But the most exciting part of this, was that she could feel Death Bunny having similar excitement with how her body quiver holding hers. Through the pain and agony, a wide smile washed over Alexia's face, her body still twitching in violent pain as blood began to pool on her wounds on her back, turning her head towards Death Bunny.

And then the guttural voice of Death Bunny came washing over Alexia, like a true Avatar of Death as her eyes went wide. It was the first time she saw such...raw fury coming from her bunny that it was the first time that her smile was washed away and was replaced with what was the first time Alexia has ever shown fear. A painful cry escaped her lips as Death Bunny squeezed tightly on her, her breasts expanding outwards as Alexia grabbed onto Death Bunny's biceps, squeezing tightly herself but having little effect at the might of the Grim Hopper. The squeeze would not last long as Alexia would be allowed to take in a breath of air, but not as much as she would need as the gloved fist came crashing into her stomach, hunching her over as she coughed violently for air.

Her pigtails were taken by Death Bunny's hands, yanked to drag her up before one of the hands clenched on her bottoms, heaving her upwards into the air! The vertigo feeling combined with her lack of air caused Alexia to breath erratically, trying to balance on DB's hands before she was dumped off onto the cabinet! "Aaaaaaah!" she cried out, the crunch of wood echoing out as she left a hole on impact, cutting up her back with the sharp edges of the wood even more!

Bunny-eared menace loomed over the cratered remnants of the wooden cabinet now officially totaled and not being of much to use anyone now aside from kindling. Breathing enraged fire out of her lungs with bestial intensity and only a high-frequency sound pitch being discerned through her auditory senses. Unflinching and unsympathetic towards the shrill wailing from the lacerated harlequin whose blood splotched back started leaving sanguine trails behind her, even on Death's right hand. The avatar bringing that clawed hand up to her face with lifeless indifference in her eyes before palming her face and passing that hand through her purple locks to have it now be tainted with a reddish hue. Whatever scant little remorse she may have ever had towards Alexia's anguished suffering being rendered non-existent. To the contrary. She yearned to see this madwoman suffer such savage brutality...

She'd tower over Alexia for a few more seconds before lowering herself into a squat and reaching down to clench onto those twin pigtails once again, tipping the harlequins head off of the splintered dresser drawer simply so she could witness, and indulge herself in Alexia's palpable fear as she languished in abject misery. Death cupping the harlequins chin to bring a slight pursing to her lips, their faces inches apart so she could practically taste the heat of Alexia's breath before grimacing and hauling the downtrodden clown-woman off of the cabinet. Directing them both towards another side of the room that has since been untouched...up until now. Death hunching her adversary over while beginning to backpedal several steps, a tugging grasp in the waistband of Alex's trunks being taken before D.B. step forward with a bellowed roar while chucking the clown into the wall with a Biel Throw that had all her inhuman strength put into it.

Laying on top of the tipped over cabinet with the brand new hole in the thin back of the furniture, Alexia writhed in pain as nothing but the pained moans escaped her mouth. Her eyes were shut tightly before they snapped open, the expression of agony was plastered all over her face as she tried to roll off of the cabinet. The sharp edges that were newly created cut at her skin as more moans of pain left her mouth. But she didn't get far, barely even getting onto her side as Death Bunny reached down, grabbing her by her twintails again to rip her off of the cabinet and right back up onto her feet.

Stumbling about, Alexia held on tightly to the wrists of Death Bunny as she was held close to the Grim Hopper, their faces mere inches away from each other. Seeing such a cold face, the intensity of Death Bunny's aura and presence...it sent chills throughout Alexia's body that goosebumps were forming on her skin. Even with such fear coursing through her body, crying to preserve itself by distancing from Death Bunny as far as it could, a smile curled back on her face. The rush, the adrenaline high, the arousal she felt. It was all overwhelming to Alexia as a small laugh croaked out of her throat.

Forced to stumble wherever Death Bunny wanted her to go, Alexia tried to keep on her feet but quickly found that to be impossible as the freakish strength of the Bunny heaved Alexia off of the floor as she was slung across the room and crashed into the wall with such force that Alexia's back punched a hole through the wall! Crying out again in pain as all the momentum dropped Alexia to the floor, covered in white dust from the now gaping hole in the wall, kicking and writhing in pain!

A sense of displeasure could be sensed from The Phenom. Death now fixating her dead-eyed attention on the newly created and Alexia-sized entrance into the adjacent bedroom. Not feeling one iota of regret, but instead dissatisfied with the distance the jester had traveled given how much of her unnatural brute force she utilized in that Biel Throw. Past days she'd be capable of throwing people through walls and damn near making an indentation into the next one, whereas here Alexia had stopped right square in the middle. A matter of fatigue perhaps. Death rotating her shoulder and getting the cricks out of her neck from side to side as she approached the door leading into the bedroom, uncaring about the collateral damage AFW would have to pay for...or the sheer gobsmacked awe viewers would have at the nonchalance with which she'd performed such an astounding feat of ungodly strength just now.

Death entering the bedroom with a clicking turn of the doorknob before taking a solemn march towards the plaster covered harlequin, currently coated in white soot and thrashing spastically. Unaware of the Bunny Eared Reaper looming overhead and the ebon darkness masking her front half, and unaware that for Death her offensive onslaught had only just commenced. Only just the beginning. Unsympathetic hands clawing onto Alexia to have her arise once again, but with an immediate flip-over to bring the harlequin in a Gravestone Piledriver position. Death cranking down on the waistlock and squeezing the upside-down jester...and by doing so, wedge her head between Alexia's smooth thighs and nuzzle the bunny girl's mouth into her red/black clothed crotch. The inviting warmth and passionate scent of which...bringing a sudden halt to her violent intent. For now closing her eyes and humming muffled vibrations with goosebumps beginning to be felt all about.

Being thrown against the wall with such strength had left Alexia breathless and squirming on the floor with dust from the gaping hole in the wall drifting down on to her body. Moaning out loudly as she tried to push herself up to with her arms, Alexia was sluggish in getting to her feet with all the punishment that Death Bunny was forcing onto her, using her body like a ragdoll to throw her at will across the room. The cuts on her back was getting more and more predominant with her body breaking through all of the hard material she was crashing into as the pain in her back continued to flare up. But like Time itself, Death Bunny's advance refused to wait for anyone as she grabbed tightly onto grabbed onto her hair and yanked her back up to her feet.

Alexia's hands immediately went to grab onto the Grim Hopper's body to keep herself steady while being vertical on the floor, but very quickly everything was turned around on her as Death Bunny wrapped her arms around her, twisting her off of the floor and holding her upside down against her body! Alexia's eyes widened as she was trapped in the very dangerous position of Death Bunny's Gravestone Piledriver, something that had put the Harlequin out before in their Buried Alive match and it was something that Alexia didn't want to happen again.

She did not want her time cut short with her Bunny after all of this time.

Her face was buried between Death Bunny's thighs and was a mere inch away from the groin of the Devil's Favorite Bunny, her own crotch was deep in Death Bunny's face as she could feel the warm breath of her opponent washing into her covered sex as it sent chills throughout Alexia's body. The surge spark the primal urges within Alexia as she let out a loud coo while upside down, the blood rushing to her head made her even more restless as she opened her mouth...and dove it right into Death Bunny's black covered crotch.

The Harlequin didn't care if there was fabric blocking her, she attacked the groin as savagely as she would to an covered one, grinding her face against it!

What would traditionally prelude the ground-trembling finale of Death's conquests, abruptly became stalled in mid-plummet with no explanation given aside from the sensuous mewling being suppressed against the clothed womanhood presented before her. A delirious mindset fogging over what was an unfettered and beastly rage, eyelids fluttering to a blissful close as the waistlock keeping the harlequin upside-done became further torqued and tightened. But for these purposes, it was to further smush their passion fueled and sweat-slathered warmth together and indulge Death further in the lecherous intoxication of the moment. Of this jester's scent and yearning nethers quivering against Death's humming mouth and nose propped atop it as the patch of wetness dampened moreso the longer this moment of carnal immorality progressed. Death now blinded in her lustful ambition and salacious intention of conquering this unhinged harlequin in an altogether different manner than simply subduing her once again via a piledriven voyage to a grim slumber via the Hellacious Hare's finisher...

With any pretense of actually completing the piledriver having long since been aptly abandoned, Death's waistlock grip would become readjusted to instead allow herself one commanding handful of Alexia's plump butt cheek. A minuscule benefit to any of this being that Death's flustered visage would be unnoticeable given how outright buried her head was between the harlequin's legs, but with Alexia's savage reciprocation of her own face diving betwixt Death's thighs, came an instant loss of equilibrium that made standing up straight a weak-kneed impossibility. A pitched moan being muted into a muffled mutter as she shivered from the attention her own jean clothed crotch was given. Death's quivering legs trembled and would eventually begin to fail her as she gradually slumped down to her knees for a non-impact to Alexia, before she'd topple over to the side in a deadened slump. The hardcore harlequin straddled atop her, Death squirming and mumbling underneath the dampened crotch weighed down against her soft and yearning lips.

Upside down while eating out the delicious Bunny's groin was a new and exciting position for Alexia, the blood rushing to her head only added to her frenzied pace of mashing her lips against the covered sex of her opponent, her tongue lashing out to dampen the rough fabric in it's savage licks for even the slightest of hints of pleasure. She could feel how her efforts were effective Death Bunny, what would've normally ended with her being dropped on her head now kept her Bunny up right and holding her suspended up in the air. The smell of Death Bunny's special place was filling all of Alexia's senses, driving her wild with lust as she kept her arms tightly around the waist of the Bunny, keeping her locked up right against Death Bunny's body.

Her opponent shifted her grip on her, clamping down tightly on her butt cheek as a quick yelp escaped Alexia's lips as she was eaten out just as fiercely as the Harlequin was, which Alexia made no secret to how it was making her feel as she was moaning and screaming out in pleasure as the pair lowered onto the floor, Aleixa's head not hitting the ground in any sort of violence as the two fell to the ground with Alexia laying on top! Alexia quickly used the new position to amplify the pleasure as she began to ground herself down on Death Bunny, rubbing with her entire body down on Death Bunny, forcibly drilling her groin down into Death Bunny's pleasuring mouth and rubbing her breasts down into the sexy stomach!

In spite of not being the one held perilously upside-down at the moment, Death was seemingly becoming just as light-headed the further she intimately snuggled into Alexia's sweet spot. Entrancing the Bunny-Eared Reaper with it's quivering warmth until it became the focal point of her delirious attention, all notions of actually completing the pile-driver becoming just fogged over thoughts left in the past. Bated breaths and pitched squeals being muffled into the dampened fabric of Alexia's bottoms as the Harlequin saw fit to indulge herself in this position as well with her yearning head mashing right into Death's jeaned shorts. One weak-kneed wobble preceded Death slumping down and bringing the dreaded pairing onto the floor in throes of equally maddened passion. Alexia's thinly clothed muff being mashed into Death's pleasured face from the jester's grinding undulations...

...her dampened nethers pinning the back of her head against the floorboards with rapacious thrusts. The Reaper's wrathful fire being snuffed out into malleable submissiveness beneath the plump rear honeyed crotch being forcefully mushed against her humming lips. Virulent ecstasy kept the sadistic pairing clamped upon the other with D.B at one point finally opting to forego what little subtly there was left. One of her gloved hands clenching onto the waist of the Harlequin's bottoms and violently tugging them down Alex's legs before chucking them who knows where. All that mattered was that Death could, and would, indulge herself unencumbered by the clothed hindrance. Death shivered from the harlequins hot, sticky flower getting drilled down unto her crimson masked face, eyes sewn shit to better concentrate on the lustful lapping and nuzzled affection, her squished breasts swelled against Alexia's abdomen.

The pair had finally gotten onto the bed as passion and lust completely overtook the pair, mashing away at each other as they burrowed their faces into each other's crotches. Alexia's thin fabric of booty shorts was much easier for Death Bunny to work with opposed to the harder material of Death Bunny's jean shorts, but Alexia didn't care. She continued to pleasure the Avatar of Death in ways that no normal woman would even dare to think. Moans and groans for air, squeals and squeaks of pleasure erupted from both women as their breaths and voices reverberated on each other's groins as Alexia embraced the lewd whirlwind of their embrace.

And finally it looked as if Death Bunny had succumb to the same, grabbing at Alexia's bottoms and tearing away at it. The fabric stood no chance, holes beginning to form from the stress as Death Bunny pulled on them. Alexia let loose a sharp and hot gasp as her shorts were being pulled down, but rather than try to maintain her dignity, she lifted her legs and pulled them off of the bed to straighten them out and allow Death Bunny to cleanly strip her naked!

Soon she felt all of the soft flesh and heated breath against her bare crotch, another sharp, longer moan left Alexia's lips as she pulled her head away from Death Bunny. The look of sheer ecstasy smeared all over her face with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Elation and eagerness over took the Harlequin as her hips hips rocked and rubbed her damp groin into the face of Death Bunny before her hands shot to the front of Death Bunny's jean shorts, unbuttoning it and pushing both it and the panties underneath down, looking to strip her lovely Bunny as well before throwing the clumps of clothing into the corner of the room!

The bare and pristine groin that was in front of her made Alexia lick her lips before throwing her face back down into it, nuzzling and sucking on the now exposed forbidden garden!

Whatever semblance of restraint between the demented pairing was succinctly tossed aside at this point, right alongside the tattered remnants of Alexia's shredded bottoms. An enraptured lust tainted with pure savagery blinding D.B. to everything else except the current moment, when the twin-tailed jester remained straddled atop the entranced reaper and shamelessly riding Death's face and rocking her haunches to a rhythmic momentum all her own. A crimson hued avatar humming salaciously beneath the sensual grind-fest of Alexia's drenched womanhood yearningly mushed against her mouth, not one inch of her flummoxed visage visible beneath the harlequin's pale backside that had one of Death's gloved hands clawed onto it. Further evidence that only someone as unhinged as Alexia could take such obscene indulgences with someone feared throughout the halls of the entire federation.

Although one aspect of the Grim Hopper that frequently gets neglected, is the bunny girl aspect of her persona. One that nary shy's away once debauched and lustful ambitions began to take her over, Death accommodating Alexia just as much when the maniacal jester started taking it upon herself to liberate the reaper of her denim shorts. In the end flicking them to the same corner as the jester's bottoms before being taken to her own carnal limitations via Alex's suckling lips, the slobbered smooch on her nectar saturated flower compelling a muffled moan into her foe's crotch from Death that had her buck upward from the shiver traveling up her spin before settling back down in a huff. The duo shimmering in their own and exchanged perspiration, Death hugging onto her sweat stickied adversary that practically glued them together. Mashed breasts blooming against the other's abdomen with perked nipples and Death at one point tossing them over to the side with D.B.'s creamy thighs smushed against the harlequin's cheeks.