Purple Provocation - (For TiefBlau)

[Monsy]

The moment they said those words, the record button was pressed again, the device tossed across the room. She put hands on her hips and looked on to how it landed, pursing her lips as she came back, then down towards Heather.

〝Hmm. Suppose it was a little easy.〞Her hands jutted on her hips and she sighed. 〝Kind of a mood killer, honestly. I’d usually be more furious or worked up, but, but nope… nothing. I demanded a match and you, without consideration for your health or win-loss record, accepted. In a callous way, mind you, but accepted nonetheless. I guess there was no reason for me to do all this… I am a little over-dramatic at times…Here.〞

She placed a foot down and reclaimed her feet, still bent over as she extended an open hand. 〝Why don’t we start over? As acquaintances and future rivals.〞One hand moved some hair behind her ear so both eyes can be unveiled. And if they took her offer, well, Karla would take one step back, pull, then throw a fat left fist right for the bridge of their nose

[TiefBlau]

Heather shook her head just a little, a deep breath coming in and out of her mouth, expecting the girl to get up off of her body shortly after. She lie fully on her back, looking up at Karla and that recording stick that she had..before hearing those next words, hearing that bit of disappointment that she was letting out that it was a bit too easy for her to get the match.

She grumbles out just a little, clicking her tongue in her frustration with that reaction. "..Honestly..you put me in this ridiculous situation, maybe I should have said no! But--you want to be ridiculous.." She let out before seeing her get up, holding her hand out towards her. Heather blinks a couple times, hesitant for a second before she finally reached up for it.

She let out a long breath, pulling herself up with her hand, about to nod her head and take that starting over..before that fist suddenly collided with the bridge of her nose! "Agaaghk!!" She yells out in pain, holding the area of impact, falling right back onto her back from t he impact. "Ghk!! Y-you--what the fuck!?!"

[Monsy]

Karla nodded along. She expected complaining after this little rollercoaster of demands, then the sudden retreat into a docileness. She can understand that it was a little fast, so perhaps doing something more their speed would help. That was just punching them in the nose, of course. They fell as they should, and Karla laughed as she always did. “HAHAHAHA! You stupid mutt. You actually took my hand!” She wiped a tear underneath her eye, stepped over Heather’s downed body and seated their chest, shuffling her thighs so the inside muscle could press against their ears and smother their cheeks. There wasn’t any genuine pressure yet. Just play. “How’s this for ridiculous?” She said, reaching out to start flicking their forehead, alternating between hands.

[TiefBlau]

Heather whines out loudly, shaking her head and kicking her legs a bunch from the pulsing pain she was feeling from that strike, shaking her head a couple times. She was fuming from what had just happened..but right now there wasn't much that she could do at the moment. She tried to push herself up--before feeling her take a seat right down onto her chest, her thighs smooshing against her cheeks, putting her in..quite the sudden position. She whines out at that flicking at her forehead, a clear blush forming on her face as she wriggled and writhed around a bunch.

"NGknh..g..get off of me.." She let out, wincing with each little flick.

[Monsy]

As far as Heather is concerned, her chest wasn’t her own anymore. It was now just a vantage point for the Reinhardt to bully them, watch every wince and cream out any reaction she’d like. The playing of god in the things she could do here. Punch. Knee. Choke… Choke… That last one interested her the most. The slickness of her thigh’s muscle valleys already pinched their cheeks. Like two sets of jaws. One hand delved into their hair to peel their head off the ground, and secure her calf underneath their head… Then she’d curl forward so her hair created this curtain around their faces, whispering “As you wish…”

Then she squeezed, with both thighs joining the fray in choking them!

[TiefBlau]

Heather glares up at her as she just remained on her chest--feeling her suddenly pull her head upwards a bit, shaking her had a little, a chill running down her spine with her leaning in ans saying what she did. "I.." She didn't know what to say, the tone she used with that whisper, it was clear she wasn't going to just..let her up without doing anything else...confirmed with t hat tight squeeze, choking her fully between her thighs!

She let out loud groans and whines, her fingers desperately digging into Karla's thighs as her body wriggled left and right, pulling and prying frantically to somehow get some space here! "Aguh!! Ahu--n-nghuh!!" She groans and whines out loudly, her hips bouncing and squirming all over the place, her head pounding and spinning as she felt her vision fading.

[Monsy]

Fish out of water. Sometimes that’s all choking someone was, watching and feeling their feet and making it bleed into quiet. Karla watched all of that and took the digging into her thighs as added incentive to squeeze even tighter. Both hands settled on their wrists and tried pulling them apart, then plant them on the ground, leaning forward and curling over them. Her eyes settled on Heather’s, watching with a smile as they look ever-more distant by the second.

“Good night, Hundchen.”