Lacramioara sat back on her knees for a moment, licking her lips and savoring the sweet flavor on her tongue. "Delicious. Better than blood." She admired her handiwork with a soft, satisfied smirk. Emilia would hear of her product's success later, if there wasn't already talk of it backstage.
The bell had sounded her victory. Her music played, and Alix had stepped between her ropes to raise her hand when she stood. "Here's your winner, 'The Sanguine Rose', Lacramioara Albescu!"
Lacramioara reached for the microphone. "No, no, we are not done here." Her eyes remained on the breathless, soaked, sweaty mess on the mat as Alix signaled for the sound guys to cut her music. That was a decree that had just been made. Alix took a look between the two of them; she's the boss here, but hey, Rule of Fun and all. She didn't know exactly what the vampiress had just done, but she had total faith in her process.
To quote Mills Lane, "I'll allow it!" And the crowd was all for it.
"I'll need your hand for something."
Oh?
Alix hadn't expected to be asked to double team her. Well, that was where her mind went. Catching her expression, Lacramioara immediately clarified. "No. Dizzy is all mine tonight. I would love for her to help me out of this dress, but she appears to be a little too drained. So I want you to unzip me."
Ooh, girl!
Alix knew better. So much better, she had to stop herself from laughing. That horny little thing only needs a few minutes. But she played along anyway, looking around at the audience before finally asking, "What do you say, my lovely Darklings: Should I help her out?"
Her answer was one big, resounding "YEEEEEEAAAAHH!!!"
The people have spoken. Alix tossed the mic over her shoulder, and Lacramioara took her hands into her own, stepping in a circle to guide her along to a positioning where the latter's back would be facing Dizzy. It was to be another taunt. A challenge to get up and prove her wrong. Otherwise, her nudity will come about however she chooses to allow it.
Alix, as they say, understood the assignment. One hand came round to the small of her back, and Lacramioara's own went up and settled on her shoulders as the dark-skinned goth pulled her in close. So close, some onlookers were certain that the second match -- the details of which not even they knew about -- was about to begin right then and there. Of course! Dizzy was the warm-up, and Alix was the real competition.
The two gothic smokeshows came nose to nose, just the slightest nudge away from a kiss. Chest to chest, Alix's ample buxom mushrooming into Lacramioara's slighter, but still sizeable pair. It was like a racier anime showdown between two rivals. The calm before the storm, with the white hot furnaces of these two sexual dynamos casting invisible beams that shot forth from their eyes to do battle with each other, with neither being able to overtake the other. One, two, three, four, five seconds. Alix waited, letting the anticipation build. Her tongue would come out after, taking a light, teasing drag up the other woman's lips and eliciting a low, dangerous, amorous hiss in response that she met with an impish grin. Her other hand found the zipper that Lacramioara wouldn't have been able to reach herself and started on the task that was asked of her, progressing ever so slowly.
The lower that zipper went, the further Alix would descend into a wide squat that would've been perfect for a routine in a nightclub. Her eyes peered up at Lacramioara, who peered over her shoulder, down at Dizzy. "This could have been you", hers would say.
After an eternity that was really only a few moments, there would be nothing to impede her. The dress would be shed and passed along to Alix, who remained crouched as Lacramioara made a slow turn, arms raised proudly in a silent invitation to the crowd: "Gaze upon my perfection!"
Oh, they all did. Every eye and every camera was on her now, drinking in her lithe, supple, nude form. The latter would capture a long shot of her womanhood. Well-kept, with the juices of her desire running down her thighs.
It was here that Alix would hand the dress to a ringside assistant and take her cue to bow out. But not before getting her hands on that tight butt of hers. It was just begging to be
Shave and a Haircut. Two Bits. Made for some nice jiggling, and she wanted to see if she could do here what she so far has failed to with Reine: Make her break character.
Lacramioara stiffened for just a second, her recognition of that rhythm igniting a struggle to keep herself from laughing. It showed up the most in her lips. She was thankful for Dizzy's proximity; she surely would've broken without it. It gave her the "distraction" she needed, but really, it was a turn back onto the main road.
"Queste persone hanno avuto il loro spettacolo. Ora è il momento per me di abbandonarmi completamente." With Serina having put so much effort into learning her native tongue to deepen the bond between themselves and her family, Eveline in turn would make it a mission to learn Italian so she could do the same with her and Mr. Vaccarino. She relished every second of the experience, even the difficulties. Every word she learned was another step towards becoming one with her beloved. And just like Serina, she would not stop until she had become fluent. "E tutto questo, mia dolce Desdemona, comincia quando ti alzi in piedi e ti spogli per me."
She crossed her arms underneath her breasts, squeezing the latter together. Showing off just a fraction of what was in store if she impressed her.
"Lo senti, vero? Quella passione che ti scorre nelle vene, che accende il tuo cuore. Usala! Mostrami il tuo desiderio!"
Spoiler
"Queste persone hanno avuto il loro spettacolo. Ora è il momento per me di abbandonarmi completamente." -- "These people have had their show. Now it is time for me to fully indulge."
"E tutto questo, mia dolce Desdemona, comincia quando ti alzi in piedi e ti spogli per me." -- "And that, my sweet Desdemona, begins with you getting on your feet and stripping for me."
"Lo senti, vero? Quella passione che ti scorre nelle vene, che accende il tuo cuore. Usala! Mostrami il tuo desiderio!" -- "You feel it, don't you? That passion rushing through your veins, lighting your heart aflame. Use it! Show me your desire!"
"E tutto questo, mia dolce Desdemona, comincia quando ti alzi in piedi e ti spogli per me." -- "And that, my sweet Desdemona, begins with you getting on your feet and stripping for me."
"Lo senti, vero? Quella passione che ti scorre nelle vene, che accende il tuo cuore. Usala! Mostrami il tuo desiderio!" -- "You feel it, don't you? That passion rushing through your veins, lighting your heart aflame. Use it! Show me your desire!"
