Pirate's Tantrums

[MR. Q]

Chuckling low and throaty at Sombra's comment about her assets, Asherah playfully slapped the Spaniard's ass in response. "Ahoy, me hearty! Squats are essential fer a bootyful booty!" She winked suggestively.

Regarding Sombra's plea over the coveted hat, Asherah's expression softened, a gentle smile curling her lips. "Nay, darlin', this here be a pirate's trademark. It'd be a crime against fashion fer any other sea dog to rock this hat!"

Reaching up, Asherah gently brushed her fingers against Sombra's cheek, a tender gesture beneath the sultry atmosphere. "Besides, it looks stunning on ye. I'm glad me loss means givin' ye a taste o' success...and this fancy chapeau." Asherah winked again, the affection in her eyes evident as she caressed Sombra's face.

Time to dip in for the gold.

Eyes sparkling with mischief and lust, Asherah roughly flipped Sombra onto her back on the plush couch, pinning her underneath her lean yet powerful frame.

With a bold, hungry glint in her eye, she reached up to push her top to expose the bounty it hides.

[NotoriousGoddess]

After Sombra made the squats comment, she was immediately met with a slap to her ass. She knew it was a playful spank, but she made a vow inside her mind that she'd get Asherah back later. For now however, she felt bad that the hat she took was said not fit her, but her demeanor quickly changed when Asherah said that it looked good on her. To her surprise, however, Asherah flipped her on her back and was begining to untie her bikini top! She turned around and interlocked her hands with Asherah's.

"Pause for a bit, mi amor, pero we just met." Sombra said, before getting up and wrestling her on the sofa, before setting her laying down on the sofa. She then laid on top of her and began kissing her on the lips while still having her fingers interlocked with Asherah's. She then gave a loving embrace, before shoving Asherah's head in her breasts, giving her what she wanted.

[MR. Q]

Asherah growled low in her throat at the sudden shift in position, but her protest dissolved into eager moans as Sombra lavished attention on her captive mouth.

Those pillowy mounds enveloped her face, the intoxicating scent and taste of feminine arousal filling Asherah's senses. She buried her face deeply, suckling and nibbling at the ripe fruit presented before her.

"Pahhhttt...bloody heaven." Asherah murmured, the words muffled against Sombra's generous chest. She lavished every inch with tongue and teeth, determined to coax out every last drop of nectar hidden amongst those tantalizing peaks.

"Mmmph, love yer treasures, Sombra...keep 'em comin' me way, aye?" She pleaded between voracious licks, her arousal mounting with every passing second.

Asherah sucked harder, driving her tongue to plunge deep within the cleavage, seeking more of that sweet ambrosia.

[NotoriousGoddess]

"Oh, you like that, eh? Sombra said, gently holding the back of Asherah's head against her chest. She held this for a few minutes before getting bored and taking her honkers off of her rivals face.

"My turn," Sombra said gently before diving her head into Asherah's blue bikini top.

She rubbed her head in it for a couple of minutes before ultimately going back up and laying on top of Asherah again, her head gently placed on her opponents shoulder as she sorely and quietly appreciates this loving moment that she shared.

[MR. Q]

Asherah released a contented sigh as she felt Sombra's movements shift, relinquishing her succulent breast to its owner once more. Peering up, she saw a mischievous glint spark in the Spanish beauty's eye before her mouth descended, planting a trail of searing kisses across Asherah's collarbone and up the curve of her neck.

"Glad ye approve, me treasure hunter," Asherah rasped, tilting her head back to grant unfettered access to her throbbing pulse. "Ye take yer time; I've savored every inch of yer lush booty already, after all..."

As Sombra claimed dominance once more, Asherah's arms wrapped loosely around her conqueror, welcoming the press of her lithe body against hers. She held her close, savoring the intimate warmth and closeness, letting herself drift on a tide of sensation.

Asherah grinned wickedly, reveling in the power play as she hauled Sombra's bikini bottoms down, exposing the delectable cheeks to her avid touch. "Now this is a booty fit fer a king...or should I say, a queen?" She giggled pervertedly.