Sex and Violence (For Kaz)

Well, she got Kuro in the hallway. Not exactly what she was going for.

Carmen's eyes widened as Kuro came at her with all the subtlety and even the speed of a runaway bullet training, simply plowing past her defense and hammering her into the wall, and keeping her pressed there.

"God damn, you are fast." She blinked, then tried to push forward, taking them across the hall and spilling out into Army's room.

"Surprised?" she grinned while trying to keep Carmen pinned to the wall so she could sent her thigh to work again.

Of course the boxer would resist her, and Kuro was gradually pushed backwards despite her attempt to push Carmen back, until they went into a room. Kuro glanced around, slightly distracted with her surrounding while she tried to fend off the other girl.

"Not your room, I suppose?"

Gundam Action Figures, an unmade bed, a closer full of tank tops, jeans and sparring gear, a poster with Gina Carano on the far wall right next to a Dragon Ball Z poster, and a dressed with a few pairs of boxer shorts sticking out - yeah, not her room, that was a safe bet.

"Good guess." Carmen suddenly switched tactics and pulled her in close instead of pushing, wrapping her arms around her back and trying her luck at a bearhug - which had the added bonus of rubbing their bodies together, letting Carmen grind her mound against Kurohime's and pepper her neck with soft kisses, a perfect contrast the pain in the middle.

Carmen might not the most feminine girl she ever met, but Kuro could at least tell the difference between a boy's and girl's room. It just that she ended up giving the boxer an opening and paid for it as Carmen pulled her into a tight bearhug.

Kuro groaned, her head slightly rolled back while the girl peppered her neck with kisses. Their bodies grind against each other, and the feeling of Carmen's bare breasts rubbing against her bra covered ones was just tearing her concentration.

"Oh... shit..." she muttered while her hands tried to push the shoulders of the boxer.

It was Carmen's turn to pin her against the wall this time, running her tongue all along Kurohime's face, all the way up to her ear, which she gave a little nibble and blew into.

"Hope you brought enough rope." She whispered into Kurohime's ear, adding on some verbal domination to compliment the physical. Kurohime tried to push off, but Carmen squirmed about and pressed on. " Gonna handcuff you to the bed, hands over your head like you had me. Wrap those breasts, these breasts..." She pushed into her chest even harder, letting her hardened nipples dig past the fabric on Kuro's top. "Tie them up, nice and tight - then I'm just going to ride you all night long, until you fucking pass out."

She pulled back and brought her face to Kurohime, forehead mashing against forehead, her breath slipping into her mouth. "Might as well let me win - what would you do with all that stuff, huh?"

Kuro gasped and moaned as Carmen pinned her up against the wall while licking her face, nibbling and blowing into her ear, their breasts kept mashing against each other. It's almost too tempting to give in, especially when the boxer also gave her verbal threats like that. She could already feel her back shivering.

"Let you win...? Oh you can do better than that..." she smirked, despite feeling the blood rushing to her cheeks. "My plan... might not be that different from yours..." she said between her panting.

She bucked off again, even if her effort were less powerful than before. Carmen might had Kuro at her mercy, but the sense of thrill also made the paler girl even more aroused. She leaned her face forward, trying to kiss the girl even if the effect might not help her struggle at all.

The tables turned once again - Carmen was still hornier than a virgin on prom night, but it seemed like Kurohime was even further than that; she knew for a fact that the amazing Asian could put up a hell of a lot more fight than that.

Carmen snapped her head out of range, making Kuro's kiss attempt miss, just to tease - she brought it back in a second later, starting the kiss up anyway and nearly setting their lips on fire from the furious friction. She dared to let go of the bearhug,sliding her hand down Kuro's back, cupping her ass as she passed it, then reached under and tickling her sex from behind, sliding a finger past the panties. "Doubt that - smell that food I'm cooking? I'm going to use your chest like a plate for it."

"Ew... unfortunately... that's not really my thing..." Kuro replied with a faint smile while enduring the fingering from Carmen. "Mmmh..."

Whether the girl was serious or not, Kuro felt like that should serve as a little incentive for her to try fighting back again. She gathered her strength - or what remained of it, and would try to shove Carmen off her strongly, so she could have a bit more space to breath and recover.

"Hmmpph!!"

"Eh, probably just sounds hotter than it-"

That non-sequitar was enough to break her concentration and send her across the room, her waving hands knocking over some action figures along the way. She tripped over a wastebacket that had falling to the side when they entered the room and fell out into the hall, landing in a sit with her back against the wall, shaking her head from the impact.

Oh dear... brother wouldn't be too pleased when he's back, Kuro thought with a smirk on her face, not that she actually cared about it.

Hey, it's not like she planned all of that mess when she shoved Carmen away from her. Now that she had a moment of relief, however, Kuro would adjust her breath while looking at the seated Carmen across her. She might not be downed for too long, so Kuro pushed herself off the wall and went after the girl. Her plan was to grab the boxer's hair to haul her up, so she could turn Carmen around and press her front against the wall, with an arm twisted against her back.