Once safely ensconced in the cramped confines of the lounge, however, Asherah's pent-up rage boiled over into a childish, petulant fit. Her curses flew like daggers, each one laced with venom as she pelted Sombra with insults.
"Witch! Harlot! Where's yer crown, ye filthy tramp?! Ye think a single match gives ye the right to lord it over me?! Wait 'til I get me sea legs back, ye'll be eating yer words, Sombra!"
Asherah ranted, rolling and kicking on the floor in a childish tantrum unfitting to her age and appearance.
She doesn't care though, pirate and all.
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Sombra, fresh off her victory, leaned back against the wall of the lounge, arms crossed and an amused smirk dancing beneath her mask. She listened to Asherah's tirade with a calm, almost playful demeanor, her gaze flicking over to the pirate queen, who was throwing what could only be described as a temper tantrum.
Asherah's insults were cutting, but Sombra was unbothered, more entertained by the show of frustration than anything else. When Asherah finally slowed down, breathless from her rant, Sombra couldn’t help but chuckle softly. "You know, Asherah," Sombra began, her voice quieter now, almost reflective, "sometimes it's good to just let out all that steam. I get it, you're frustrated. Losing sucks, no matter how much you try to hide it."
She shot a glance at the pirate queen, her smile softening, almost in understanding, despite the teasing edge still in her voice.
"But trust me, I've been there. That rage? It doesn’t help. You’ve got to channel it. Let it fuel your next match, not just tear you up inside. Now get up, this is a bad look for you LMAO." Sombra then went up to Asherah and helped her off the ground.
With Sombra's words still echoing in her ears, Asherah resisted the proffered help, stubbornly clinging to the floor as her rage continued to simmer.
"Aye, keep yer smug advice to yerself!" Asherah snarled, her body rigid as she struggled against the pull of gravity, refusing to accept aid from her vanquisher. "I'll take my sweet time rising, thanks fer nothin', witch! Yer victory don't mean jack if I can't even beat ye fair 'n square!"
Rolling back onto her haunches, the pirate queen resumed her futile kicking and squirming, her tantrum far from over despite Sombra's calm encouragement. Pride, stubbornness, and the burning need to exact revenge consumed Asherah entirely - leaving reason and rationality firmly in the dust.
Retribution or Compensations, that's when she will move.
Sombra leaned back into her seat, her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and mockery as she watched Asherah’s tantrum. "You're really gonna keep throwing a fit? Don't shit-talk me just bc you lost ONE match, you'll get me next time. What do you even want???" Sombra said as she forcefully dragged Asherah on the ground and up on the couch, where she then sat next to her.
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As Sombra's strong hands grasped her wrists, dragging Asherah up and onto the couch beside her, the pirate queen's struggles grew more feeble, her tantrum slowly dissipating into exhaustion.
"I-I want..." Asherah stammered, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she met Sombra's gaze, the Spaniard's words echoing in her mind. "...my revenge! And maybe...a taste of yer booty as well."
Asherah's voice dropped to a husky whisper, her eyes locked onto Sombra's ample bosom with an unmistakable hunger. "Aye, I want yer bewbs, Sombra. Properly, and in front of everyone. As compensation for this defeat."
With that bold declaration, Asherah reached out, her trembling fingers approaching it's intended target as drool began to form on her lips.
"Well, I can help with that." Sombra said, then making her way on Asherah's lap. "You're pretty cute yourself, y'know, for a pirate." Sombra grabbed Asherah's arms and pulled herself closer to her, and then embraced her newfound pirate friend on the sofa, with her thighs and arms wrapping around Asherah. She playfully took off Asherah's hat and put in on her own head, and then removed her mask and put it aside. Sombra then lightly smothered her with her chest, just enough so that she can breath comfortably and hug back, before resting her chin on Asherah's shoulder. They stayed like this for a couple of seconds, with Sombra running her hand through Asherah's smooth blue hair finding comfort in each other's arms.
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As Sombra settled onto Asherah's lap, enveloping her in an intimate embrace, the pirate queen found herself completely swept up by the tender moment. Sombra's words, paired with the feel of those generous curves pressing gently against her face, stirred something primal within Asherah.
A deep, guttural groan escaped Asherah's lips, her fingers instinctively reaching for Sombra's chest as she surrendered to the desire, rubbing her palm over the pert mounds and tweaking her sensitive nipples between finger and thumb.
"Gods...such fine meat." Asherah whispered, her breathing growing labored as her hand moved lower to cup the warmth between Sombra's legs. "Think ye can handle me plunderin' yer cargo, sweetheart?"
"Methinks I can, cutie." Sombra teased playfully. She kissed her on the forehead before squeezing Asherah closer to her, her soreness being nestled by the pirate queen's porcelain skin.
Sombra showered her friend with kisses, before answering her questions. "Sure you can, mi amor, plunder THIS!" Sombra then forced Asherah's hand down and nestling her head on Asherah's shoulders. Sombra's hand found itself running through Asherah's watery blue hair once more, as if it was splashing in the ocean. Her other hand was being used to cup Asherah's supple chest, and Sombra found herself indulged in her new friend even more. She stayed motionless for a while, resting her sore body on her opponent. "Damn, you sure did pack quite a punch you scallywag." She teased playfully.
Embracing the sensuous caresses, Asherah cradled Sombra against her as her fingers roamed freely, relishing in the warm, supple flesh she encountered. One hand teased and toyed with the sensitive mounds, pinching and kneading while the other explored deeper, sliding deftly around her body.
"Aye, ye packed plenty o' pleasure yerself, sweetheart. I may be a buccaneer but I've always had a soft spot fer shipwrecks." Asherah murmured against Sombra's ear before nipping it playfully before trailing kisses along her neck.
With practiced ease, her fingers slipped into Sombra's panties, cupping her ass.
"Don't worry matey, this here plunder'll make ye scream fer more!"
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Sombra was enjoying herself a lot, and when Asherah began to cup her ass she decided that she would too, and slid her hand down to Asherah's bikini bottom.
"Damn, hija, I can tell you're getting your squats in!" she said, complimenting the sailor mouthed pirate's curvy physique. "How about me? Don't you think I look cute with my pirate hat?" She asked, drawing back a bit and adjusting her hat on her head. She looked at Asherah for an answer, with pleading eyes.
