Food For Immortals (Ionia and Lacramioara Albescu vs Ishigami Yuto)

[DSX93]

His moans elicited a smile that flashed Lacramioara's fangs. "Such a wonderful mixture, isn't it?" The vampire's red eyes peered into his blues as she continued from where Ionia left off. "The pain of masterful contortion, mixed with the pleasure of my touch. But I know this cannot be enough." Her stare grew more intense, taking on a smoldering, piercing sensuality.

"The feel of my flesh on yours." Her words were breaths released with that same air. "My hand coaxing out your seed. That's what you want, isn't it? For me to reach inside of your pants and free you. Stroke you until you explode. For me to kneel before you so you can release it all over my face." A picture so delicious, she had to lick her lips. She maintained that piercing gaze as she painted it with her words.

"Like we're making a film. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

[Lico]

Lacramioara's eyes and words were somewhat almost hypnotic. Yuto found himself unable to look away from her, while the woman's stroking seemed to make the straining from Ionia's hold slowly vaporing. The way she's talking to him while continuing to stimulate his throbbing bulge was doing wonders more on just his body. He felt like he could have endured this position for some time as long as Lacramioara kept doing it. Although he's not a fan of the later part, he's also not really in the state to think too much about it and just mindlessly nodded at everything she said.

"O-oohh... y-yess.. yeess... nnnhh...!"

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Ionia noted with some amusement how the tension left Ishigami's body as Lacramioara got to work on his mind. She continued to do nothing, aside from maintaining the hold. Said nothing, and watched on. Just how far away from his current predicament would she be able to take him?

Lacramioara chuckled at his response. "Good. Feel it. See it. Do it!" The hand she had on his member would take a firm grip of it, but otherwise stick with that same steady pace while the one at his balls would knead them as well as one could through his pants. With a close fit like his, one would be surprised.

"You're free. Exposed to me. Feel my hand on you. Feel my soft skin wrapped around you. Massaging you." There would be a brief silence when she gave him a few moments to get the scenario set in his head. She counted on their proximity towards making that a reality to be of assistance.

Lacramioara was right there, down on one knee in full view, of both him and the cameras. So close, yet so far from actually touching him.

"Now talk to me. How does it feel? Mâna mea pe penisul tău. Cum se simte? Îți place cum se simte mâna mea pe bilele tale suculente?"

Because why not throw in some of the exotic factor? A lot of men like it.

"My hand on your balls. Do you like it? Does this please you, Ishigami?"

Translation

"Mâna mea pe penisul tău. Cum se simte? Îți place cum se simte mâna mea pe bilele tale suculente?" -- "My hand on your cock. How does it feel? Do you like how my hand feels on your juicy balls?"

[Lico]

The more Lacramioara talked to him, the more Yuto fell under her spell. He barely struggled in the hold anymore, completely overtaken by the steadily growing ecstasy. His bulge was pulsating, and if it wasn't for Ionia's hold, the boy probably would have humped her partner's hand already. But right now, his opponents had all the control, and he could only take what they're giving him, his pleasure only coming on their terms.

"I-it f-feels g-goooodd...! Oohh... I..."

There was a sudden pause, then Yuto began to twitch around a bit before his dick spasmed against Lacramioara's hand through his pants. He moaned and wriggled slightly, wet stains began to appear on his outfit while his expression contorting. He was finally unable to take much more of their teasing.

"H-haaaaa...! Ooohh... aaaahnn...!" his body shivered a little until his climax subsided, leaving a clear evident of the mess that happened inside. "Nnnghh...!"

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The pulsing in her hand answered Lacramioara's question for her. He squirmed in Ionia's unrelenting grasp. Not to escape. To Ionia, it was obvious through the weak effort. For Lacramioara, it was his eyes. Ionia was the one holding him in place, but for the moment, he was her captive.

"Yes." His member continued to pulsate in her hand. If he were free to, he'd be fucking her hand.

"I-it f-feels g-goooodd...!"

"Yes!" Previously positioned on one knee, she scooted closer and got down on both. She picked up the pace from here. Nothing crazy -- enough to get some enticing movement from her tits that would help him along. "That's right. Fuck my hand. Let your lust flow."

"Oohh... I..."

"Yes! Yes!"

Oh yes! Lacramioara giggled with delight. Ishigami was exactly where she wanted him in the mind, writhing as well as one could in his position while that overwhelming ecstasy rocked him as heatedly as though they'd engaged in skin to skin contact. She reached up to establish a little while he was in the clouds, stroking his cheek.

"My Queen, please..." She didn't need to say another word. The octopus hold would be undone. At a careful pace; move too fast, and you run with risk of messing up the opponent's neck or their arm. But Ionia wouldn't let him go. From one hold to another; a full nelson that had no bad intentions behind it. Firm, a reminder that as long as the white-haired vampiress had a hand on him, his freedom was their decision. But it was just that; keeping him captive, rather than putting the hurt on.

Lacramioara rose to her feet, eyes still leveled at Ishigami's. One hand landed on his chest to feel his rapid heartbeat, gliding down while the other reached around to the back of his neck. The hand that felt along his well-toned abs stopped at the buckle to his pants in sync with her lips pressing into his.

His buckle was undone, and she slipped through his underwear. She had to feel it. Confirm the results of her skilled teasing. It was already beginning to cover her hand by the time she touched him. Only for long enough to give him a taste of the real thing. After removing it from his pants, she broke the kiss and brought it up to her mouth, licking some of the cream off of her fingers.

"Mulțumit, stăpână?"

Lacramioara gave a nod before answering..."Delicious."

Translation

"Mulțumit, stăpână?" -- "Satisfied, mistress?"

[Lico]

Yuto would have easily flopped to the mats when Ionia untangled him from her hold, but the taller woman apparently had another idea. She kept him on his feet, shaky as they were, with a full nelson hold, which allowed Lacramioara to stand in front of him and distract him with a kiss to his lips.

"Mmmhh..." he mumbled while gazing half emptily into her eyes, still on cloud nine after his climax.

The boy barely paying attention to what Lacramioara was doing, although his pants did feel loose. He felt her touch down there, causing the still hard rod to throb while she twitched in Ionia's hold. He gasped as the kiss was broken and panted with a flustered expression on his face, mostly from seeing Lacramioara sampled his juices on her hand. He gulped at the sight.

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"Exquisite handiwork, isn't it?" Ionia chuckled. It never ceases to amaze her, the things that Lacramioara can do before even a single layer of cloth is removed.

"Stay with us, Ishigami." The curly-haired woman noted his spaghetti legs as she sucked her fingers clean of him. He was quite tasty. Clearly, he was a man who liked his fruits. "The night is young, and there is much that we have yet to do with you."

"Much that you have yet to do for us."

"Such delights in store..."

"But only if you can endure." And with that, Lacramioara took a few steps back, and Ionia would take her cue to release Ishigami from the full nelson. Now that he was free, would he stand or would he falter?

[Lico]

"U-uuhh..." Yuto stumbled forward as he was abruptly released.

He could barely maintain his footing, and ended up falling to one knee after a few steps. His pants kinda felt like they'd slip down, so he quickly fixed it before he'd embarrass himself tripping on it like during his other match. His opponents clearly didn't think it'd be harmful to them to let him go, and honestly, nobody could really blame them for thinking as such. Even when he was fresh, Yuto couldn't take down either Lacramioara or Ionia, so why would it be any different now, especially that he had been drained quite a bit?

The boy glanced between Ionia and Lacramioara while inching himself closer towards the later after he got up. Facing the taller woman now was definitely out of question, but her partner? There might just be a slight chance he got lucky, and he's more willing to gamble on that. He tried to make the most of his situation, pretending to stumble further towards Lacramioara, only to then attempt to tackle her down by wrapping his arms around her waists!

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The two women watched with some amusement as Ishigami stumbled forth like a drunkard before falling over after a few steps. Ionia turned to Lacramioara, chuckling. "And you feared that I was breaking him."

"Was that too much for you?" The Romanian's gaze down upon him held a mixture of compassion and disappointment.

Their plaything gave his pants a pull to keep them from falling, then rose to his feet on shaky legs, keeping an eye out for any sudden movements from either of them. And then he made one of his own, making a shoot that the latter wasn't expecting. But still, her training kicked in, her reflexes moving an arm to wrap around his neck. It was too late to sprawl, but she still had...maybe about another couple seconds until she was on her back. The next best thing was a guillotine.

[Lico]

Yuto managed to take Lacramioara down, to some people's surprise, but the woman was able to put up some defensive measure by wrapping an arm around his neck as she fell down. He squirmed around in an attempt to make it harder for his opponent to lock in her arm while he tried to mount her midsection. Ionia might be coming for him soon enough while he's focusing himself on her partner, so he had to be quick with his effort to somewhat subdue the woman.

The boy would then try to roll around, purposely allowing Lacramioara to be on top of him, while holding to the arm that was wrapped around his neck hoping to prevent it from squeezing him just yet. If he could do that, Yuto would attempt to wrap his legs around her waist, so Lacramioara would show her back to Ionia, serving as some sort of a shield while he tried to weaken the woman. Of course, in his current state, he'd always be in a disadvantage trying to control his opponent even if she didn't have the size advantage like Ionia.