Just A Taste - Part 1 (Keira Robinson vs Daeva Asphodel [D])

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Over in the ring and oblivious to Severin's inner turmoil, Keira had stepped up her game and taken the reins in the match. Daeva had lowered her guard during their session on the ropes, allowing Keira to slam her down to the mat and climb over her, pinning her down. The move appeared to catch Daeva off-guard, perhaps surprised by the strength her opponent displayed.

Daeva grinned in response to her question, to which Keira grinned back. She was about to show just how rough this match was going to get! And she had no intention of holding back - Daeva was the one who upped the stakes by altering the rules, so she knew what she'd signed up for.

But now it was she who lowered her guard, presuming to have her opponent under control! And thus, it was Keira who was taken by surprise when suddenly, she was not only bucked off the goth woman beneath her, but flipped onto her back, her previously contained opponent now, quite literally, having the upper hand!

Rather than letting that surprise show (other than the quick gasp she made as she was flipped over), she continued grinning up at the woman on top of her, in an 'if you want it, come and get it' kind of way. She could try the same trick to free herself, or a number of others... but at the moment, she was curious how Daeva planned to respond to her early advantage now that the tables were turned.

[DSX93]

Yeesss, sweet turnabout! Daeva wasn't content with being between her legs. No, no, no. She pushed her lower body off the mat with her toes, speeding her way into a full mount and bringing her hips down on Keira's while she was at it, her well-rounded butt landing square on the crotch with the sort of impact that would produce more pleasurable sensations than painful and an eye-catching bounce of the pale, fleshy orbs held in place within the meager confines of her leather corset.

Taking control of the punk rock girl's wrists proved to be a simple task. There was no struggle; she wanted this. A similarity that Daeva just had to comment on. "You're like me, aren't you?" One hand would leave her captive wrist, the bared fingertips of her gloved hand sliding down Keira's arm. "Dominating." Reaching to take a possessive grip of a breast when she reached the shoulder. "Being dominated." And then that hand would clap around Keira's neck, squeezing at the sides, but applying no pressure at the front. "They both excite you."

Daeva leaned in until they were almost nose to nose, using her arousal as fuel, just as the retired wrestler and sexfighter at ringside speculated. The flames in her eyes were building, doing nothing to hide the deepening desire she had for the woman beneath her but also telling her that some wonderful things were coming her way if she were to stay right where she was. Like the continuance of where they'd left off while they were on their feet. Daeva hungrily mashed their lips together, releasing muffled moans into the other woman's mouth, tongue barging past to claim hers. As it had before, that lock of the lips, that dance, it would end at her discretion. The parting would be accompanied with a bite. One that's been measured, performed more times than she can remember. A masterful "how are you feeling tonight?" that would inform Daeva of how much her teeth would be involved in tonight's proceedings.

And in the interest of keeping Keira there, she would entangle their legs in a grapevine. With that control established, the hand that was at Keira's neck would return to her wrist, allowing her to bring their bodies real close together. With only two inches to separate them, their bodies would align perfectly. Face to face, still, ample buxoms squishing into each other, the teasing of another meeting of lips that could be made a reality, if only if it weren't for the obstacles in their path...

Those connected to her lovely face would make a path down Keira's jawline until they met her neck, at which point her teeth would come into play again. Another measured bite that Jaclyn had been subjected to time and time again, fangs ready to pierce through flesh, but not managing to do so just yet. Another test. "Okay, so you feel this way about your lip. Now how about your neck?"

Then she would move on again, now to her earlobe to take it between her teeth and give it a little nibble before she whispered into Keira's ear...

"I hope that feast I let you have of me hasn't created any misconceptions. You are one spicy girl, and I like it. But there can only be one alpha predator in this ring."

Daeva pushed her upper body up from the woman beneath her, presenting a delectable view of her dangling leather-clad breasts. Drew her upper lip back and ran her tongue across her fangs, looking like Keira was fine dining and she hadn't eaten in days.

"And that alpha predator is me."

...

"Daeva Asphodel turning things around here, jumping into a dominant position like a cheetah!"

"And Kei's liking it. And hey, when you've got a horny predator who most likely has a thing for some aggressive necking whose built like that on top of you..."

Cory chuckled. "That is one way to put it, Severin!"

"Hey, what can I say? Your boy's a freak. Subby Boy Clique for life."

"Subby Boy Clique for life". A dorky ass something said to try to get himself back in the mood to do some proper commentating. It probably wasn't funny -- Tony didn't have much reaction -- but it got a laugh out of Cory. That was probably just him picking up on that and trying to help the effort along.

"Clearly, it wasn't a sense of cool that drew Keira to you." A rib punctuated with a lighthearted slap to Severin's shoulder.

"I think not having a bum knee helped me out there."

"Touché, young buck. And look at that!"

"Daeva sliding the hand down...and claiming the breast!"

"And the choke! And now she is claiming Keira's lips -- that kind of kiss makes a statement!"

"And I am well familiar with it! It's saying 'you are mine.' But nah. Uh-uh. It's not gonna be that easy, Daeva."

"The vampire is getting bitey now! It was only a matter of time, really."

"I'm not sure whether to be glad or jealous that it's not me in there right now."

"Ah, let your girl have some fun, Sev! You'll get your turn. Speaking of which, make sure you catch the premier episode of 'LAW: After Dark' in Hokkaido Valley next week! You can see it only through our website, LAW.com, via subscription for only $5.99 a month! And due to the more private nature of the show, we can't tell you who will be competing against whom, but you can find out all the details after signing up! And as it always is here in LAW, we assure you that it is a must-see event! Tickets to the show are all sold out, but you can still catch it live via the website! Now Severin, you and Daeva have both given the green light to having your names out there as competitors who will be appearing on the card. Can you tell us a little of what to expect?"

"Well, Cory, that's exactly how much I'll be able to tell you, actually. Me and Alix talked about it when she invited me onto the show, and it's gonna be exactly as advertised on the site: A way to dip your toes into some Hentai action without having your face all out there. Not as much as normal, anyway. She's taken steps to protect people's privacy, and I can't disclose what those measures are exactly, but it sounds like a good deal.

But still...I actually wasn't so sure if I wanted to be on the show since that would mean doing Hentai in front of a crowd, and that's not something I really felt ready for, private show or not. But Alix really has a way with words, I've gotta say.

After Dark's focus is gonna be on the sexy stuff. From softcore to hardcore: Strip matches, Standard matches where Hentai maneuvers could, and most likely will play a factor, to matches like this absolute smokeshow we're watching right now. What she's looking to do is create a space where people can safely explore things while they compete. It's some good stuff that Alix has planned, and she's pretty excited about how it's all gonna go down. And she knows her stuff, so I'd stay tuned. And I'll say this too: If things go well for me there, I think I might have a nice surprise in store for all of you."

For Keira, in particular.

"You heard him, folks! Be sure to catch 'LAW: After Dark' and see how things go for the rising star that is our guest! You don't wanna miss it!"

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Keira couldn't help the sudden breathy, moan-like gasp that she released as Daeva mounted her, dropping her ass into Keira's crotch in a way that left no room for doubt - that move had been intentionally placed and executed to draw out that specific response. And it had the delightful side-effect of sending the goth's chest bouncing in her corset, a motion that Keira found herself easily distracted by.

Keira began to sweat as the other goth woman took control of her body, goading her on all the while.

"You're like me, aren't you?" The sensation of Daeva's fingertip gliding down her arm sent a shiver down her spine. "Dominating." Another whimper of a moan, still breathy but more pronounced this time, as her breast was squeezed, her submissive side being forcibly drawn to the surface. No doubt Daeva would feel her hardened nipple during the brief contact. "Being dominated." Pleasure mixed with mild panic, that excitement that came with danger, as a hand clenched around her throat, but it was again clear that this was no intimidation tactic; it was meant to arouse. And arouse it did, expressed this time through a soft gasp of anticipation. "They both excite you." Keira looked deep into Daeva's eyes and bit her lip, still grinning. She offered a subtle nod of the head - enough for Daeva to see, at the very least.

She should fight back. Keira knew that. But she also didn't care. Right now, in this moment, she was living out a dream, and she wasn't going to crumple that up and toss it aside until either she had an opportunity to regain control or her desires threatened to cost her the match. It was too early to worry about losing now, however, and so she offered no resistance whatsoever throughout all of this, nor when the woman atop her leaned in to resume their kiss. Keira accepted Daeva into her mouth with no hesitation, allowing the other woman to explore as she pleased while Keira herself followed along. Yet another light moan as they parted, with Daeva's teeth sinking lightly into Keira's lip, that would signal the (for now) submissive woman's acceptance of the bite. As Daeva pulled away, Keira's head lifted up to follow, as though in a trance and not wanting to break apart.

So deep into her emotion was Keira that she did not notice her legs being shifted until it was already done, stretching her skirt to reveal what they contained beneath. Keira could feel Daeva's warm breath against her face, and her own breath as well, close as they were with their chests molding around each other. Keira squirmed lightly, but not as a means to break free - no, she wanted to feel their bodies rubbing together.

Her wiggling stilled as lips traveled down her neck, another bite pulling out another moan, louder than the last.

"But there can only be one alpha predator in this ring."

Right now, Keira was in no fit shape to contest that statement, and surely it looked that way to everyone watching, as well. Her submissive desires were being fueled perfectly by Daeva, and she wasn't eager to bring them to a premature ending. But she wasn't about to give her everything to this woman either, not yet, not during a match. As Daeva lifted herself upwards, Keira caught sight of Daeva's face, looking every bit the role of famished alpha she was taking on, but Keira's eyes locked on her heavily-exposed cleavage. She chose her words carefully.

"Babe, you are absolutely correct. But the alpha predator? I just enjoy playing with my food... and sometimes, letting it play with me. That's when it gets fun. The more you give to me, the more I'll return the favor, and in your most intense moment of pleasure, that's when you'll realize that you'd never been the alpha in this ring."

[DSX93]

Daeva got a chuckle out of that. No, not what was said; that every word of it had been said to her breasts.

Every moment that passed between the two had only done more to show that Keira was like a missing piece of the puzzle, clicking right into place. A perfect fit for a match like this.

"We'll see about that." Daeva began with a playful grin. "But you get it: Indulgence, and not just my own." She removed her hands from Keira's wrists to run her fingers through the other woman's smooth, shiny, mostly raven hair. While engaging in that little bit of tactile indulgence of her own, she would advance her position, breaking the grapevine, but remaining in a strong place with the full mount as she moved from Keira's hips to her flat stomach, bringing her breasts even closer to her face. Hands stopped and ready at the back of her head. "It's exactly why this match works the way it does, and you can count on being indulged plenty tonight."

And that would continue with the simultaneous pull of her head up into the descending buxom that had captivated her so, burying her face at just the right depth to fill and stimulate every sense, or at least provide the opportunity for Keira to do it herself: The punk rock girl would have an eyeful, nostrils filling with the sweet, smooth traveling olfactory ambrosia that is her expensive body wash when they weren't pressed so tightly against her so as to cut off her breathing. A few seconds here and there, intervals that would deprive her lungs of just enough oxygen to push her towards taking a nice whiff. And when she wasn't being smothered, she'd have ample opportunity to taste the supple flesh, should she choose to, with coos and moans being her ears' reward. And of course, there was that nice feeling of having a nice, soft pair of jugs in one's face.

...

"Babe, you are absolutely correct. But the alpha predator? I just enjoy playing with my food... and sometimes, letting it play with me. That's when it gets fun. The more you give to me, the more I'll return the favor, and in your most intense moment of pleasure, that's when you'll realize that you'd never been the alpha in this ring."

"Ooh, you tell her how it is, baby!"

"Daeva advancing, breaking the grapevine, but sitting higher on the mount."

"Keira looks to be in a bad way here. If you can call it that."

"I wouldn't. Three orgasms needed, score one to take one off Daeva's total -- I'd be laying back to let her have at me for a bit too."

"Not the wisest tactic, but I can't bullshit: I'd be doing the same thing."

"Because hey, she's saying it herself: This match is about-"

"Indulgence."/"Indulgence."

With a smile, Severin balled a hand into a fist and extended it towards Cory, keeping his eyes locked in on the action in front of them. Cory would do the same, meeting him halfway for a fist bump of solidarity. That crushing revelation hadn't left his mind, but he had plenty to occupy it right now.

"My man!"

"We need some popcorn over here, my brother!"

And then his voice sounded through the entire arena, causing him to go deathly still. Like Sub Zero himself came out of nowhere to hit him with a blast of ice.

"Uh oh!"

Severin's wasn't the only one.

"Mic check, mic check."

Yep, somebody screwed up with the sound tech.

...

Meanwhile in the ring, Daeva kept her focus on the task of domming Keira, but the technical mishap would get a laugh from the newest member of The Coterie. "Someone's enjoying the show."

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

"But you get it: Indulgence, and not just my own."

Keira tilted her head a bit, enjoying the sensation of Daeva's fingers brushing through her hair. It was small, but all she could do to attempt to direct them. Not that she needed to; it simply felt good to do so. And, she thought, probably looked good to those watching.

"Ours is a dance that's impossible to perform alone," Keira replied simply, with no shortage of hunger in her voice. Her hands, now freed, crept up the sides of Daeva's body, stopping just shy of her chest, but there would be no questioning why. It was a motion of controlled desire rather than one of resistance. She wasn't about to go pulling at her tits like this was some cheap catfight. No, they'd show this entire room and everyone watching how to properly heat up the ring. This had the added effect of pulling the other woman closer, breaking their legs apart.

Keira remained beneath her, however, and it wasn't until her head was being lifted that she realized that the shift in positions had not been her doing. But there was no panic on her face - not that anyone had time to see her expression before it was buried in Daeva's cleavage. Keira leaned in, digging into the soft flesh that molded around her face, letting it slide across her cheeks. Daeva knew how to take care of her - Keira held her breath when necessary, but it was never for long, and when she was allowed to pull back, she took a deep, slow breath, inhaling as much of the sweet, bubbly scent of strawberries as possible (not at all what she'd been expecting, but a pleasant surprise nonetheless). Not would she hesitate to go for a taste, be it with lip or tongue, the soft moans letting her captive know just how appreciative she was. And while she was pulled tight in close, her lips would graze any bit of flesh they happened to be touching.

Her arms, meanwhile, slid around to the other woman's back; one rested there, while the other continued on, as low as it could reach. A public display to remind everyone that Daeva was not in control, to be sure, but it also helped Keira keep her balance while she enjoyed the gifts Daeva had so willingly presented her with. It would be simply rude not to indulge them a bit, wouldn't it?

***

In the midst of her latest snack, even with her face buried deep in Daeva's flesh, Keira wouldn't miss Terrell's voice blaring over the speakers. She couldn't stifle the chuckle she let out into the other woman's bust, but it did little to interrupt the moment. Still, while looking at him wasn't an option right now, Keira made sure to take a moment to wave a hand at him and flash him a devil horns sign with her pointer and pinky fingers.

[DSX93]

"Ours is a dance that's impossible to perform alone." Her breath, hot with desire, went right through Daeva. Past her spectacular cleavage, through to her heart, and spread all over until her body was more flush than it already was. Keira would probably be able to feel the goosebumps, along with her pounding heart.

"The finest known to man."

Even though she was the one in control at the moment, Emilia believed that she was catching a real glimpse at the difficulties present in Hentai wrestling. It was at this stage in the dance that she would've been naked, normally. The slow advance that Keira's hands made along her body was a tease all on its own. Such a delicate touch, felt only through the leather of the corset that she wanted to be rid of right then and there. Those sweet lips and that tongue on her exposed cleavage was becoming increasingly insufficient. The one hand that found its way to her ass wasn't enough either. She wanted more.

But she wasn't alone.

"Mmm, you're greedy!" Daeva noted with a delighted laugh. The technical error made the air even lighter to her. She wouldn't forget that this was a competition, but she was loving how fun this all was. "Perfect."

If what she has in mind works out, they'll be indulging each other's greed soon: After just a liiitle bit more close up treatment with her chest, Daeva would reach for Keira's wrists, using them to pin her again if she could. She'd look down into her fellow switch's eyes, a mischievous glint showing up in her own. And she'd say to her -- command her, "Don't move."

Compliance would see Keira rewarded with an absolutely delectable sight: Her womanhood, soaking through her bottoms as she readjusted her position. A few drops of her juices would fall upon her face as she turned in preparation to plant herself down and make a chair of Keira's face.

Facing his way now, Daeva would turn her attention to him for just one moment. With a smoldering grin on her face, she'd point to him, then down at Keira. As if to say, "this is going to be you."

***

Those feelings of embarrassment were quickly washed away as Keira flashed Terrell the devil horns. What an amazing woman.

"Microphone check: One two, one two." Tony's voice wouldn't sound through the speakers this time.

"There you go." Nor would Cory's.

"Alright, testing. Testing." Green across the board. "Yep, we're back fellas."

"And Keira Robinson is having a good time, as we just saw with her response to you, Severin."

"She is one amazing woman, lemme tell ya. And it's not just this -- the girl-on-girl and I get to watch -- but just in general, as a human being, she's been a dream. In so many ways." He was beaming now, his voice being that of a man who's been taken on a journey. Through places he's only dreamed of before, and some that he didn't even know existed.

Tony would smile at that. "Young love."

"Love to see it! Getting back to the action, though, the newest member of The Coterie is playing with her food, giving Keira just enough time to breathe before burying her face in that amazing cleavage! In and out, in and out!"

"Yeah, speaking of dreams, she's living one right there. A lot of people out there would pay to be in that position. Imagine being paid to potentially be there!"

"No need to imagine it here: I've lived it! The life is sweet."

"That it is, and what is this now?"

"Daeva is attempting to reposition. From the look of it, she may be trying to initiate a sixty-nine. Will she get it?"

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

With her face buried deep in her opponent's bust, Keira wasn't sure whether the heartbeat she was feeling was Daeva's or her own. This woman certainly knew how to rile her up, but clearly she too was not immune to the heat boiling over between the pair. Her hands danced gracefully across the surface of Daeva's body, a slow but sensual motion that was quite obviously having a strong impact - just as Keira had hoped and expected. Daeva was cocky and confident, but Keira had the experience. She knew too well the need to not simply dive into those urges too soon, or risk losing herself in them, and thus compromising herself for the rest of the match. That was the lesson she was going to teach Daeva right here and now... while enjoying herself in the process!

This was made all the more satisfying as Daeva took note of it. She called Keira greedy - and she was, she wasn't bothering to hide it. No, it was the fact that she recognized Keira was over-reaching, but not realizing that that was intentional, that made this perfect. Keira got to have her fun and teach her opponent a thing or two in the process!

But even Daeva recognized that the show must go on. Keira let out a soft moan into the other woman's chest as her wrists were grabbed and pinned above her head, pulling her back to the ground and away from her prizes. Her face red and sweaty and warm as she looked up to catch Daeva's eye; upon doing so, she licked her lips before flashing a toothy grin.

"Don't move."

She could. Keira could have easily used this moment to reverse their positions, or escape and plan something else. But she had easily 'endured' the smother attempt (?), although Daeva hadn't seemed bothered by its ineffectiveness in slowing her down. Daeva still thought she was in control here, and Keira felt no urgent need to shatter her illusion. So she held still, curious to see what her opponent was planning next.

She was rewarded by a few drips landing on her face, only then realizing just how wet Daeva had gotten already - wetter, even, than Keira was. It would be unmistakable, impossible for Daeva to miss, but this was something else! She looked ready to burst! And here she was, gifting Keira her damp womanhood as though begging for it! Had she forgotten this was a match? She'd just handed Keira the first point.

Daeva didn't sink down right away. And although Keira did not object to the view, curiosity got the better of her and she looked around, just enough to see Daeva pointing at her - oh, right, Terrell was over there. She must be taunting him. Poor guy, having to wait his turn.

Keira decided to tease him further - as well as punish Daeva for her pause. Her hands, obediently still until now, reached forwards to pull Daeva's bottoms aside, just enough for Keira to lift her head and put her tongue to good use for the second time tonight!

[DSX93]

"Daeva is attempting to reposition. From the look of it, she may be trying to initiate a sixty-nine. Will she get it?"

"She gets a seat on Keira's face, and a fine shot taken by one of the cameramen at ringside capturing just how excited Daeva is: She is dripping all over Keira!"

Terrell had missed it entirely. Why get the TV view through the monitors when he was right up front?

"And now she's pointing right at you, Severin!"

"And then to Keira; she's making a statement here, but she should probably be more focused on her opponent!"

Terrell met her taunting with a smile. "Exactly, Tony." He pointed and smiled back at her so she knew that what he said next was directed at her. As he had hardly raised his voice, his words stood no chance of reaching her ears, but he said them anyway. "If that's the position you want me in, I'll be there. But you saw our match: You saw how I won the thing! You saw the things this mouth can do!"

"A word of warning coming from Black Severin! If only she could hear it!"

"And we have yet to see exactly what Daeva can -- oh! Keira's taking advantage of the distraction!"

"Slipped those panties to the side, and now she's diving right on in! Daeva could be in trouble!"

***

She really should've seen that coming. That impish grin was a dead giveaway, but Emilia was feeling so damn good. Having too much fun to be thinking pragmatically like she should've been. And now the woman who was supposed to be her prey was sliding her tongue along her pussy with the grace of a professional. Up and down, and up and down the lips that her mounting excitement had rendered puffy and sensitized. The first lick had her trembling, nerves lighting aflame with every centimeter that tongue traveled.

Her body acted on its own accord and obeyed that natural impulse to get closer to the source of the pleasure that was currently coursing through it, causing her to line up her nether lips with Keira's mouth before she could think about what she was doing. And when she felt her folds being plundered...

Fuuuuuck!

Emilia was glad that she hadn't sold Daeva as a professional at this, because that lie would've been blown straight to Hell here. She couldn't hold back the moans, and she almost, almost had that same inability to fight the urge to ride Keira's face. Instead, she'd slide the other woman's panties down -- no ceremony, just pure carnal aggression and expose her own hot and ready quim to the world. And then she dove in and launched a counter attack, matching her lick for lick before delving deeper with a passionate curiosity. Like it wasn't blood, but Keira's juices that sustained her being. But that wouldn't be enough.

Keira had been given an order and she disobeyed it. Her punishment? A couple fingers would replace Daeva's tongue, pumping in and out with a relentless fervor while she suckled at Keira's pearl, growling into her as she worked. She didn't just want this woman to cum. She wanted her to fucking explode.