A Touch of Dominance (Black Severin vs Keira Robinson [D])

[DSX93]

YES! Yes, yes, yes! Now this is what it's all about, right here!

This is what Severin wanted out of a Hentai match more than anything else. Just him and a lovely lady drowning out the rest of the world and letting loose. Enjoying each other's company and letting their desires flow. All of their inhibitions gone, leaving room only for the lasting memory of a beautiful, hot and steamy evening.

When Keira's legs rose to his sides, he let go of her hands. Slipped his arms around her waist and picked himself up onto a seated position on his knees, on which he'd advance along the bed, reaching out with one hand while the other remained on her person to keep her upright. While he did all of this, he was doing his damnedest not to break that kiss.

When he finally felt the pillows, he stopped. Set her down gently so she could get nice and comfortable while he resumed the position. He brought his weight down, establishing some close, close bodily contact. Chest to soft, ample chest -- he could practically feel their hearts pounding in unison. Skin against skin. His crotch pressing into hers, their bottoms again being the only things standing in the way of coitus.

Recalling how she reacted when they parted from their first kiss, he brought that same arm the same way around her shoulders, stroking her the same way with his thumb. His other hand would enjoy a tactile feast of her shapely leg, reaching back first to glide along its length, feeling her on down to his very fingertips. Upon reaching her hip, he started moving his, grinding their clothed sexes together.

The resultant waves of arousal would trigger his primal instincts, turning his moans into growls as they took over.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

There was no doubt that Severin was enjoying the concert of moans Keira was rewarding him with. The more she gave, the more encouraged he seemed to try to draw out more! Even if she had a choice in the matter, Keira would probably have been happy to oblige.

There was another brief moment of panic as Severin shifted position again; this time not flipping them over, but sitting up - pulling her along with him so as to keep their tongues latched on to each other - so he could slide her around to a more comfortable spot. Keira was quick to lift her hands once they were freed, but all she could think to do, purely on instinctual reaction, was to wrap them around his neck so she didn't fall while he repositioned them. She pressed her chest into him in the process; anything to try to put him back on the defensive.

All Keira could do during all of this was continue moaning through their kiss, leaning into it as best she could with their bodies in motion. Eventually, he gently lowered her back down to the bed, her head inclined now; he'd set her down on a pillow. Keira had a sudden surge of emotion, a mixture of panic and elation, in anticipation of what she expected would soon follow. Severin had kept himself neatly between her legs after all. Would he dive right into that, next? Or would he play with her some more first? She suspected the latter; easier to get her off without - from his perspective, she figured - taking that big a risk. Then again, who knew? Perhaps he had the stamina for it. Keira was quickly weakening; if Severin was tiring too, he was better at hiding it.

But for his next tactic, he didn't move directly into that. Almost as if he'd read her mind earlier, he once again laid his body out on top of hers, this time allowing gravity to pull more of his weight down on her. Keira broke the kiss for an involuntary sudden inhale as his chest squished her breasts, and her eyes closed while she relished the sensation. The exhale that followed was shaky, the most obvious sign of pleasure taking over her so far, and as soon as it was done she leaned in to welcome his tongue back into her mouth once more.

"Mmmm.... hhmmmmm!!"

If that hadn't been a clue that she was rapidly losing herself to the heat, the loud moan she released when his thumb returned to grace her shoulder certainly was! She tried to bring her legs together as Severin ran his hand down one, but of course, only succeeded in initiating further skin contact, intensifying the tingling effect his gentle caress was having on her exposed flesh!

And the cherry on top of the pleasure was Severin's hips, as he began to grind his crotch against her, his own moans becoming something more fierce! It was clear he was enjoying himself as much as Keira was here. Keira used what was left of her willpower to resist grinding back against him, because she knew that in her current state, that would only finish her faster; and she couldn't come back if she surrendered!

As Keira struggled and squirmed with delight beneath the larger wrestler, her hopes of winning the match were being squashed, too. She wasn't out of it yet, but she wasn't sure how much longer she could resist... and right now, she didn't see a way to counter that didn't involve leaning into her own desires!

[DSX93]

Tiring? No. The man was just getting started.

He opened his eyes and made no moves to stop Keira when he felt her pulling away. Had he come down on something uncomfortable? Did she want to do something else?

A sweet smile formed on his handsome face when that shuddering breath confirmed that all was well, still. He met her halfway when she leaned in to reconnect their lips and resume the dance of tongues. She started squirming underneath him, but it felt more like a token effort than anything. He had her now, but there was something about that that told him that she wasn't going to outright surrender, directly or no; he'd had half a mind to ask her what she liked flatout, but that didn't feel like an option anymore.

The kiss would eventually be broken again by Severin himself, but that by no means meant that he was taking his lips off of her entirely. Oh, no.

"God, you're sexy! Mmm!"

With some effort -- because fuck, it felt good -- he'd cease his dry humping in favor of moving on to the rest of her. Beginning a new objective, stating as he made his way down her neck and across her collarbone: "Oh, I wanna kiss you all over!" Down into her generous cleavage, with a kiss for each breast before he slid his hands over them, kneading them with the grace of a masseur.

It was time to take this thing to the next level, starting with the bra. With a sultry gaze, he'd say, "How about we take this off, hmm?"

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Keira was sinking into a tight spot, torn between her desires for Severin and her desires to find a way to get back on top in this match and mount a comeback. Her main obstacle now was not Severin himself, but her own biology. She had been surprised at just how relieved she felt when, after momentarily breaking the kiss, he accepted her back as though they'd never broken apart, rewarding him with another welcoming moan.

He did eventually break apart again, a moment in which Keira wanted to pull him back down but couldn't find the strength. Her arms felt like jelly.

He repositioned again, dropping another compliment on her in the process. He was definitely into her, still under her spell to some degree, but rather than succumb to her, he simply used it to reverse the tides, playing with her the way she'd hoped to play with him!

Her brain was cloudy though, and she struggled to come up with a clever quip to reply with. "You're quite sexy, yourself!" She was disappointed in herself for not finding something more personal, but she was just struggling to keep up with him at this point. Hopefully he wouldn't hold it against her.

Keira hadn't had to wait long before his lips were back in action; the difference was, this time, he was not aiming for her own. His kisses trailed down her neck, all the way to her own collarbone... and then, her chest! Keira had not been expecting him to travel that far, and her back arched before she even realized she was doing it, pushing her breasts closer to his face. Her arms slid down so she could rest her hands on his shoulders. She barely applied any pressure, but somewhere in the haze she realized she should probably at least make it look like she was trying to resist.

From there, Keira was easy prey for Severin's hands as they followed up his lips, gently caressing and kneading her soft breasts! She bit her lip again, in a vain attempt to prevent further sound from escaping.

She failed. "Oh, fuck," she gasped, a breathy exclamation of barely contained ecstasy!

To a casual observer, his suggestion to remove her bra may as well have been just a formality. Had this not been a match, he wouldn't have needed to ask; her physical responses so far would have told him all he needed to know. From a score card perspective, due to the nature of their contest, he needed no further permission beyond their agreement to participate in the match to begin with. He could simply tear it off her and have his way with her and be within his rights to do so. But Severin had been nothing if not a perfect gentleman all night, and therefore Keira suspected his question was a genuine one; he was actually asking her if she was okay with it.

Honestly, fuck him for being so conscientious! Keira thought. It was such a huge turn on!

Her hands still on his shoulders, she looked down towards him as he waited patiently for her answer, tending to her breasts the whole time. She bit her lip again, offering him one more sly, seductive grin, her eyes full of lust! But she said nothing. At the same time, hoping the cameras wouldn't pick it up from her position, she gave him the most subtle, nearly imperceptible nod of the head.

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Severin's warm smile only broadened in response to her not so clever quip. It was another small, yet grand victory, another look at Keira Robinson as she really was. Keira Robinson when she just couldn't manage the level of cool she was going for.

And speaking of grand, there was that face full of buxom he received! She put up another token effort of resistance, and he took the opportunity to engage in some good motorboating. Paced himself so he could really take in the feel of the best set of pillows in the room. No, scratch that: The best set of pillows in the whole damn building. After that, he would enjoy yet another slip-up of hers.

"Oh, fuck."

He was sorely tempted to say something like, "Soon", or "In good time". But...nah. When he said the words in his head, they sounded dickish. So he waited patiently for her answer. He missed the nod, but her expression, those eyes especially...They gave him his answer. "Alright. Come here, beautiful." He scooped her into his strong arms again, rising to the same seated position he took before he carried her over to the pillows moments ago.

Having noticed her displeasure when he pulled back from their kiss, he'd give her another serving of sugar while he unhooked her bra. Something he had done in a second, but a good, long...he'd lost sense of the passage of time, but that was beside the point, which was making sure that the sweet thing had her fill -- at least for the time being -- before he set her back down.

The bra would be tossed right over his shoulder to land wherever. She wasn't going to be needing it anymore.

Severin didn't descend upon her immediately. When you're granted the privilege of exploring a vision like the one that was before him now, basic decorum necessitates that you take the time to admire her shape before you dig in. But he wouldn't keep her waiting long. Just a few seconds before he gave her nipples some love, alternating between the two with his mouth; teasing them with rapid flicking motions with his tongue that he'd devoted hours of practice to perfect and using it to draw circles around them, keeping his eyes and ears open all the while. He wanted to see her composure go up in smoke before he gave them direct stimulation -- running his tongue directly over them and bringing his lips into the mix. His fingers would work the one he didn't have his mouth on at the moment. He may have been teasing the hell out of her, but he wasn't going to let them suffer a single second's outright neglect.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Keira's body had all but given in to Severin's claim on it. He didn't seem to be worried about her moving away now, leaving her unpinned as his attention shifted away from her lips. After a few quick kisses to the exposed area of her breasts, Severin enjoyed a few moments where he buried his face in between them. Keira let out several giggles in between her pleased moans; Severin had just a touch of facial hair, but it was enough to tickle her. Whether or not that was on purpose, she didn't know, but it certainly made her break character!

Then they shared a knowing look - both of them were fully aware of the situation - and then Severin advanced. He scooped her up off the bed once more, pulling her lips towards his. Keira still had a flicker of fight left in her and she put it to use here, licking Severin's lips and hoping to sneak her tongue inside!

Meanwhile, Severin worked on disposing of her bra; An act that he ended up having zero difficulty with, having unlatched it, removed, and tossed behind him far out of her reach within seconds! Keira didn't even resist.

If she felt any modesty about having her chest exposed, she didn't show it. In fact, she'd forgotten entirely about the cameras, the livestream, and even the referee! All that existed here, now, was her and the man who held her close. With the bra gone, Severin would feel her hard nipples directly against his chest when Keira leaned into him and rubbed herself against him! Her light squirming revealed inklings of 'resistance' still there, but purely for the benefit of extending the time they spent together as long as possible.

He didn't pounce on his prize right away, perhaps due to not wanting their kiss to end yet. But eventually, he would lower her back to the bed. Keira watched with growing anticipation as he took in the sight of her body before him. She pushed her arms together at her sides, which in turn squished her boobs against each other, doing her best to play herself up for him. Not that she needed to, but she wanted to do something to try and reciprocate everything the man had given her so far!

Her efforts would almost immediately prove futile, at least for the moment, when Severin finally dug into her, treating her to the most direct stimulation she'd experienced yet! He expertly toyed with her breasts as though he'd trained for it. His tongue cared for one with carefully placed flicks. At the same time, his gentle fingers attended the other, pinching, pulling, caressing. He alternated back and forth between them with perfect sense of time. And his efforts would pay off in the form of Keira's voice; she alternated between panting and moaning now, every breath a cascade of sound as Severin pleasured her! Her squirms and jolts began to shift towards trembles and spasms, becoming more fluid and less artificial, her body reacting without her brain's input.

But he wasn't finished there, either. Finally, finally, Severin caught her nipple with his tongue and pulled it into his mouth!

"Ohh, ooohhhhhh!" Keira wailed, voice getting gradually louder the longer he sucked on her! "S-Severin, I- Holy- Hnnnngg! Aaahhn!!"

Her back arched involuntarily now, as though begging for more! Her hands, meanwhile, had shifted to her sides, clutching the silky bedsheets in her fists. She could do little with her legs while Severin was between them besides simply trying to close them around him and try to hold on for as long as her remaining willpower could sustain her!

[DSX93]

Ooh, giggling! Another note written down in his head: Moar motorboating! Keira was infectious -- she had him laughing too. Albeit, his were muffled. It was here that Severin knew: He was definitely going to have to do this with her again.

He readily accepted another helping of her tongue when she offered it, letting out a deep moan into her mouth when she grinded against him. The feeling of her hardened nipples against his chest, knowing that his every move only fed was quickly becoming a blazing inferno...The way her crotch pressed into his...She moved just right. Applied just the right amount of pressure. And fucking hell, the more she did it, the more the caveman portion of his brain would urge him to tear off the rest of their clothes and take her straight to Pound Town.

Not...Yet! He wanted to make this last!

And so he set her down. He knew he had to if he wanted to preserve his mind.

And when she pushed her boobs together...! Keira was rapidly making a believer of him. If God exists, God is good!

The concert was going off without a hitch. Ooh, the fire was going wild, and he fucking loved every second of it! It's like they were made for each other, the chemistry was so real!

"Yes, baby! Say my name!"

This was far different from every other sexual experience that put him in charge of the proceedings. This was so fluid, so easy! Keira knew just how to make him feel like a man. He'd never felt sexier in the dominant role. So powerful in his sexuality. It was utterly intoxicating, and he wanted more, more, more!

"Fuck, you're perfect!"

He had a difficult time pacing himself when he got back to kissing his way down her body. Every single one bumped up his cravings for her juices, his growls further betraying the fact that it was just as much of a tease to him as he intended for it to be for her.

And then he finally got there. The treasure trove. All he had to do was slide off this pesky skirt and the panties and...

Not yet!

He slowly leaned in, then gave her one good, long, salacious lick right along where her nether lips ought to be and a little further up still so her clit would get in on it too, pressing into her good to make damn sure she felt it. He looked right up at her while he did it, drinking in her reaction.

And then...After having used up every last shred of willpower he had in him, he'd ignore the overwhelming urge to stay right there and get to work and move on to her legs. Constantly reminding himself that when he got back to it, it would be so much better for her. Better for him. Better for them both.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

It was clear to Keira that their session would soon be coming to a close. She was on the verge of letting go, and they way Severin laughed gleefully when she giggled... she wasn't sure how close he was, but he seemed determined to make the time they did have left meaningful!

He would demand to hear his name coming out of her mouth, and although she had to choke it out in between her increasingly louder moans and squeals, Keira would oblige without a second thought.

"Hhnnnggg..! S-Severin! Aaaahhnnn!! Y-yesss... Sev- oohhhhh!"

That was as close as she came to a coherent sentence. Her mind was drowning in pleasure, any other thought washed away the instant it entered the rapidly-flowing river of lust, none even coming close to lingering long enough to rescue. Not that she'd tried.

Keira let out a notable whimper when Severin finally moved on from her nipples, but only long enough to signal how deeply he'd gotten to her. Within seconds, she was moaning again in rhythm with his kisses as he resumed traveling down her body. A few further giggles escaped her as he passed over her stomach, along with a moment of intensified squirms. She'd never considered being ticklish to be a kink she was into, so maybe it was just the sexual tension heightening her senses... either way, she added it to the lengthy list of things she wanted Severin to do to her.

He slowed a bit as he neared the slightly damp spot between her legs. A brief jolt of worry flashed through her mind, clinging to something in the river long enough for her to notice it; why did he stop? Did he... not want to kiss her there? Was it because she was about to let go?

But in reality, the agonizing few seconds had only felt like an hour, and soon his tongue greeted her lower lips. The worry sunk and washed away like everything else. Keira's back arched in time with another loud groan. She struggled not to jostle her hips, hoping to allow him easier access... and just when she thought he'd move on, no, he did the opposite, digging in as far as the fabric of her panties would allow.

"God, Severin, please-!" she begged, making it clear what she wanted from him.

But then he pulled away. The timing was perfect, long enough to send her into a frenzy, but quick enough to stop before her dam burst! How did he know? And that was through the cloth!

He moved down her legs instead, allowing Keira to flop down on her back again. What a fucking tease! she thought as she desperately fought to catch her breath in large, panting, shaky gasps. It wasn't at all a complaint, if the contentment on her face was to be believed. But this has been a roller coaster of highs, the hills always intentionally falling just shy of their upper limits. He was drawing it out, making her endure it longer, and Keira would be happy if it never ended. Unfortunately, she knew, biology did not work that way. But even then, that final crest and the wind-down that followed would be a brand new form of reward in itself.

While his attention on her legs felt amazing, it was still tame compared to working over her more sensitive areas, which allowed Keira to lift herself up ever so slightly on her elbows to watch him. The lull in the action - if one could even call it that - gave her a chance to speak; when she did, the cool, calm, seductress was gone, replaced by her playful, lustful tone and a face red not from shyness, but from passion.

"You have... got to teach me... how to do that..."

Her eyes, though, told him what she really wanted, and for the moment, her silent request was not the same as her verbal one. She licked her lips once, slowly, then bit her lip again with a small grin.

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I love this place!

He should've come to LAW sooner. If he knew that this was what he'd have here, he would've given his boss at Gamestop the finger, moonwalked right out of the place, and Usain Bolted right on over to their Milwaukee office.

Those rhythmic moans she let out when he worked her body down made him chuckle, and it turned into mirthful laughter when she revealed another weakness. With an impish grin, he would stop to do some intentional tickling of her tummy, taking a moment to relish the squirming that would result from it before continuing his way down.

God, the begging! It made the task of skipping over to her legs that much more Herculean. Of course, that wasn't to make a point against them. They were lovely, all the way down to her feet. Severin wasn't much of a foot guy: It wasn't a part that he'd actively go for normally, but if a lady wanted some play that was based around them, he'd do it.

Despite his ambivalence, he'd show the same gusto in peppering hers with kisses as he did with the rest of her. They were pretty and looked after with what was clearly a lot of care, so it was as easy as breathing. With another grin that was full of mischief, he'd throw in a bit of tickling at the undersides to see if that would get a reaction out of her.

Maintaining steady and steamy eye contact as she watched him, Severin was licking his way up to the juicy thigh of her other leg when she asked him to teach her how to do...that.

He didn't understand what she was getting at at first, but when she licked her lips, biting down on the bottom one, and gave him that look...He understood the assignment.

"Sure thing. But first things first..." He started, reaching for her bottoms..."We've gotta get rid of these."

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Keira, perhaps despite what her clothing and aesthetic and overall vibes might suggest, cared a great deal about how she looked and presented herself. Whether other people approved or not, that didn't matter. But she made sure every part of her was clean, her nails were painted, her hair and makeup were proper, and that she picked the right body lotion for the softest skin.

Mostly, these were all for her own benefit, but on the rare occasion such as tonight, she was extra grateful she took care of herself. Her partner was getting an extended up close and personal experience with parts of her body she wouldn't have expected to be getting action even in a hentai match, and was enjoying himself tremendously! And after how he'd treated her, he deserved nothing less. She squirmed and moaned at varying levels at his every touch, for his benefit as much as her own.

Keira couldn't resist bursting into a small giggling fit in response to the additional attention he'd paid to her tummy, and this extended to her feet when Severin turned his attention on them, as well. She hadn't expected them to be targets tonight, but perhaps she should have; some people just have a thing for feet, after all. So Keira was grateful she kept them clean and looking good, too. They were also a bit easier to protect; she'd plant them firmly against the sheets, her legs bent at an angle which allowed her to do so. Not that Severin couldn't simply lift them up, or that she had a problem with him doing so, but the natural instinct to not be tickled kicked in. The kisses helped, too.

While Severin worked his way back up her leg, Keira focused on breathing. His tongue felt amazing, but he was working on one of her less sensitive areas, giving her a chance to prepare herself for the inevitable entry when he finally reached the end of her leg. She appreciated the chance to catch her breath one final time in preparation for her big moment. Her body was ready, but the turbulent river in her mind was beginning to calm.

Finally, she felt a tug on her underwear as Severin made to remove them. Keira heaved her hips off the bed, hoping to make the task easier. She wondered briefly if he'd take her skirt too, or if he was the type to think it was sexy to leave that on... although he wouldn't be able to see her face if the skirt covered his. On the other hand, Keira fully expected to have her eyes forcefully closed soon, so she'd be relying on the sensation rather than the visual. She wouldn't mind either way, so she left that choice up to him. For now, she maintained eye contact while she was able, still biting her lip, but her smile widened as he made his move. But she said nothing, because nothing needed to be said now, at least not with words.