An Icy Gold Boxing Match! Mothwing vs Lance Copperfield (D)

[Aeri]

She was correct, for as Lance could definitely take more than a few hits, his endurance wasn’t that much for prolonged matches. He liked to end it quick, in a flashy and boisterous way to cement his victory firmly in the ring.

Raising his arms up, his chest still stinging from the blow to it, he’d take a step back to catch his breath and assess the position. His earlier strike hadn’t done much, but at least he knew better than to expect simple jabs to do lasting damage. Lance had a.. rather devious thought in mind, so he’d grin a little. He’d lift his fists up, and then suddenly lunge at his opponent! Aiming a shot at her face.. or so it seemed, as he’d crouch down just as quick, dropping the feint shot in exchange for one that intended to pulverise her abs! His REAL target wasn’t that, however.

“How can I resist.. two perfect sized punching bags!”

He’d go for an upper cut from the downwards position, bouncing up into a standing position! His aim was to slam his fist between her nicely sized.. punching bags, and right into her chin for a powerful shot to make his opponent reel!

[Smolsquito]

As soon as Mothwing saw her opponent grin, she could tell he had something in mind... and that he did. He quickly approached her, like he had done many times before, seemingly aiming for her face... then seemingly changing his target to her abs... only to finally aim his uppercut on the worst place he could've possibly chosen... her breasts.

His uppercut slammed right into them, causing her to wince a little from the impact, but pushing through her pain, she tried her best to move her head out of the way... and failed. Lance's hit landed right on her chin, and even managed to leave it a little reddened... but Mothwing didn't go down.

The impact caused her head to be pointed upwards, and even managed to lift her mask up a little on top of making her take a couple of steps back... but, after calmly fixing her mask back into place... she suddenly lunged at her opponent at blinding speeds like some kind of raging bull, slamming a lightning-fast and rage-fueled straight right on his face, then swiftly following it up with a powerful hook aimed for his abs... and finishing her enraged combo with a powerful uppercut aimed right at his chin. She had no plans of showing any mercy during this match... but Lance's foolish decision to aim for her breasts unlocked something she hadn't felt in a long time... a burning need to punish him.

[Aeri]

Lance.. in that moment was grateful for boxing gloves, because that would have definitely hurt a lot more without them. His shot to her breast was very, very effective.. but it didn’t come without the consequences. He’d feel a slight chill coming from her as she calmly adjusted her mask, a small part of him wishing he had reconsidered the earlier shot.

Lance didn’t really have much time to ponder it though. She charged at him mercilessly, a fist going right to his face but blocked by his gloves! He’d step back, before feeling her shot to his abs, tenderising his chiselled body and most likely going to leave a bruise.. as an uppercut slammed into his chin, snapping his head back and making him fall to his knees in front of her. That one made his head spin, as Lance groaned a little in pain, on his knees in front of her.. but he didn’t fall forwards onto the ground. Not just yet.

Regaining his balance, he’d bite down hard onto the mouthguard, drawing his fist back. A right cross, followed by a left cross sailed towards her, as Lance drew his fist back and swung a powerful right hook into her face to finish up his own combo!

[Smolsquito]

Seeing that her furious assault had bared its fruits, Mothwing felt tempted to humiliate her opponent right then and there. He was in the perfect position to be pressed against her abs and be made to lick them clean of all the sweat he made her build up... but she decided on saving that for later. After all, though he was down on his knees, he wasn't out just yet. And the ref signaled her to step back to give her opponent a chance to recover.

Once he got back up however, she'd approach him just as fast as she did before, sending a right cross of her own aimed right for her opponent's face, and a powerful left hook aimed right for his now lightly bruised abs. Both sets of punches connected at the same time. His cross caused her top to loosen, and his right hook caused her head to jerk to the left before she took a couple of steps backwards.

Right as she stopped moving, her top came off, revealing her lightly bruised breasts to the crowd, which let out a unified 'Ooo~' as they say Mothwing's breasts.

That being said however, and to the surprise of the crowd, she didn't seem to be angry this time. If anything, she just seemed unamused, as if she was expecting this to happen after noticing how much Lance seemed to like punching her breasts. She picked up her fallen bikini and tossed it out of the ring. She then stood still for a moment and looked into Lance's eyes before speaking to him in a calm, yet oddly sarcastic tone

"...congratulations, you're proving to be an even bigger neusance than I thought you'd be... Consider me impressed... "

She said, slowly walking closer to him while tapping her gloves against one-another, the tone of her voice switching to a cold, yet oddly sassy tone as she continues to speak to her opponent

"I hope you're ready to deal with the consequences of your actions~"

[Aeri]

While down on his knees, he was fully aware she could take advantage. But this was a boxing match and not a wrestling match, so she technically couldn’t do it without the referee getting involved. Personally, he would still prefer to wrestle, but he figured he was starting to get the hang of this. As he’d look up at her, he couldn’t lie.. he was getting excited. A small smirk crossed his face as he’d exchange blows with her once more, her cross tilting his head back and her hook getting his bruised abs right on. He’d cough, rubbing them lightly..

He didn’t notice what had happened for a bit. Why was the crowd gasping? And then he saw her tossing her bikini away and then she stood up with her huge rack out. He’d blink lightly, comprehending it.. and even though he wasn’t exactly surprised it happened, Lance still had a hint of red on his cheeks, looking at Mothwing with a small blush. He’d meet her eyes, hearing her say her words..

He’d give a little bow.

“As a magician, are you really? That was just another one of my magic tricks.. I made your bra disappear, after all!”

Lance laughed lightly, but was on guard as she’d come in close. But she just bumped her fist against his.. he’d shrug a little, a familiar chill going down his spine at her words.

“That’s only, if you can beat me-“

He’d say teasingly, lightly leaning down and pressing his forehead with hers, bumping their heads together.

“And I don’t intend on letting that happen anytime soon-“

He’d say, punctuating his words with a sucker punch into her battered stomach, grinding his fist in deep to really dig in the impact of his fist and his words.

[Smolsquito]

Mothwing pressed her forehead against Lance's as he spoke to her, the tension between the two keeping the audience at the edge of their seats... and, as annoying as Lance can be, she was also getting excited to keep their match going... especially after trading blows with him earlier. She grunted from the sucker-punch he launched right after talking, groaning a little as he grinded his fist against her battered and reddened abs... that being said though, after a few seconds her groans turned into eerie giggles...

"I knew you wouldn't~"

She said teasingly, before shooting a quick uppercut to Lance's chin, looking to force him to take a few steps back as she continues her teasing taunt.

"Well, then... If you're so keen on winning, then show me what you've got, little magician~!" She says in a challenging tone, gesturing Lance to come at her. The sucker punch from earlier knocked a bit of air out of her, but she was too excited to properly take her growing exhaustion into account... besides, she still had a bit of energy left in her, and she planned on using said energy to prove her opponent just how hard it'd be to take this victory from her!

[Aeri]

“Well, then I guess you’re getting to know me better and better-“

He’d say, teasingly as his knuckle ground against her stomach. But suddenly, he was retaliated against with an uppercut, which made him stumble back. Lance wasn’t really in the best shape either, but there was no way he was letting her beat him at this point. He’d rub his chin gently, lifting his hands up and offering her a playful wink.

“As you wish, my icy attendant- I’ll be sure to knock you flat!”

He’d say with an excited tone, and he was definitely getting why Vidya liked this. He’d take a step back, bouncing on his heels.. before shuffling forwards and going for a left jab to her face, a right jab to her chest.. and then attempting to follow up with a powerful right cross to her cheek to send her back in a daze!

[Smolsquito]

Mothwing smiled under her mask as she heard Lance's equally excited response to her challenge, quickly taking a step forward, before putting up her guard as Lance threw his first jab. She successfully managed to block his left and right jabs with her arms, and shot a powerful right cross of her own right as Lance had thrown his, both crosses landing right at the same time, and causing the crowd to go wild with excitement!

Mothwing took a step back from Lance's cross, but quickly took another step forward to try and go for a right jab to Lance's nose, then a left hook aimed for his torso, before attempting to finish off her combo with a harsh cross aimed right for her opponent's abs, looking to both push him back and knock a tiny bit of air out of him... That being said, however, this combo would drain quite a bit of her stamina. Her breasts visibly heaving as she began to breathe heavily.

[Aeri]

As his fist dug into her cheek, he’d feel her own dig into his cheek. Lance grunted a little, taking a step back. His head spinning a little from the cross to his cheek, knowing that that would bruise at the bare minimum! He’d stagger back, but suddenly be assaulted by a jab to his nose to knock his head back!

He’d grunt lightly, the dark skinned magician feeling another painful blow throttle into his chest, making him cough out.. but then a blow to his abs sent him reeling back, staggering against the ropes. His body bounced off them and he’d fall flat and forwards, on his face, his body breathing heavily as the countdown began..!

1..! 2…!

[Smolsquito]

Mothwing continued to breathe heavily as her opponent fell on his face, marking the first knockdown of the match. She made her way to her corner as the ref continued the ten count, her slightly reddened breasts heaving with each breath she took.

3...! 4...!

She stared at her opponent as the ref counted. She knew her opponent was slightly tougher than he looked, but a part of her was a little worried that she may have hit him a little too hard. She was well aware of the damage her fists were capable of... after all, she crippled her ex and the girl he cheated on her with using her own two hands... what if she accidentally broke one of his ribs or something?! The thought sent a few shivers down Mothwing's spine. As annoying as Lance was, she didn't really harbor any resentment towards him. She wants to win this match... but she doesn't want Lance to be carried out of the ring in a stretcher!