Sexual, Sensual Healing (For BlackAkuma)

[TheLoneWanderer]

Just for a moment, fleeting as it was, a spike of apprehension assailed Imai. Her legs tensed around his head, threatening to leave only a blonde tuft of hair visible between the triangular affair. By reflex, his left palm gripped at the quaking thighs. Hard. Yet, the pressure faded allowing him space to take in oxygen. The build-up, from the very beginning of this fight, had spiraled until Bast finally reached the point where she wished to go.

A clear wetness drenched the middle of her MMA-shorts, spurting the fluid, the section that had soaked through the clothing, onto his jaw. Imai groaned at the sudden change as his entire body hunched and curled up like he was trying to posture up or raise his back.

"HNNGHH~."

His turquoise-colored eyes centered themselves on her stomach, before they were brought up to the bigger woman's absolutely thrashed disposition.

"You are so good too, Bast."

Imai gasped out his appreciation as a compliment to her. The physical route did not go ignored either. Imai threaded his fingers into the meat of her right leg again, to provide a brace point so that he could soothe her off the high of the climax by kneading at one of his favorite parts of her body using his mouth. The meeting point of flesh where her pelvis joined at her hip, which he suckled on for a long moment before stopping entirely to rest. That left Bast to think of her attraction and, perhaps, thoughts of a passionate revenge...

END OF PART 1

PART 2 COMING:

When it's ready.