How to Tame Your Catboy (Alix Jacques vs Lynx Felyne)

[DSX93]

This could've been over here. Not immediately, not right this minute. But Alix could feel the gap that existed between the two. So could Lynx. And so could the thousands filling the seats in this arena, making hungry calls for her to have her way with him.

"FUCK THE CATBOY!" Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap! "FUCK THE CATBOY!" Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap!

And if their treatment of guys like Rai Kamiya was anything to go by, they probably didn't want her to be nice about it. She didn't want to think badly of so many people, but there was no denying the existence of sadistic elements on both sides of the barrier. But she was no more willing to indulge that side of the fandom than she was that night with Rai.

But they do have a show to put on. And her expertise with rookies had given her an idea that could be pleasing for most, if not everyone present. Lynx included.

"You know, this match won't end after a single orgasm. Why don't we take advantage of that: One for you, one for me. And if you decide that's what you want after, we can reset, fair and square, and see who the better wrestler is before we get dirty again."

Alix lifted her head, done with the super close whispers. She'd look him deep in the eye before asking, "That sound good, baby?"