Anytime, Anywhere, Any-Beast - BoneShark vs La Dama del Loba

[Aeri]

After the initial impact, all Charlie could see were stars. White flashed in front of his eyes, and his arms were laid spread out, making for quite a figure.

Then a howl rang into his ears, making him groan. A hand in his hair, one arm around his chest.. she’d slam him across the barricade, bashing his face into the concrete.

That gave him a bloody forehead. His head leaned back, his cheek lightly puffing up in exertion, mumbling to himself.

“Go.. flying? Ow.. ow.. I think I broke something..”

But.. Loba wasn’t done yet. Her body slammed right into his own, her belly on his face, her powerful figure against his cut and muscular one. He’d gasp out, one arm lazily wrapped around her body as he tried catching his breath.

Weakly, he’d push her off.

Slowly, he’d drag himself up. And stagger away from her, making his way across the barricade, leaning against the entrance of the arena, before collapsing against the doors.

“N-ngh..”

[Bare]

Loba had so far taken a convincing lead over her opponent. Hurling Bone Shark over the barricade and causing him to crash into the floor below with brutal force before leaping after him and crashing her body into the man's body, with excellent efficiency!

Pushed off of the man in the wake of the impact Loba would sit up while holding her knees panting softly from having delivered such high impact and energetic offense back to back.

Slowly pulling herself up to her feet and rolling her shoulders back Loba would sigh softly as she looked to see Bone Shark limping away from her. Glaring at this she would take one more big breath in before pushing herself up to her feet and marching her way towards him.

"Just where do you think you're going ass hole!" Loba would shout as the man collapsed against a door. As soon as she said this Loba would then break out into a run, picking up speed as she neared before leaping forward, turning midair and intending to come crashing into his body with a cannonball senton!

[Aeri]

Not a moment to rest for the wicked, huh? Charlie shook his head to regain his vision, as his back rested against the coolness of the arena door. But- a cry reached his ears in the midst of all that, and Loba had him in her sights.

The wolf charged and Charlie raised his hands to protect- but she flipped herself mid rush, slamming the whole of her back and her booty RIGHT into his face. The Latina’s cake was forceful enough to bowl him into backstage, breaking the locks on the door and leaving them both in a mess of bodies- with her ass in his face.

He’d groan a little bit.

His cheek had impacted the handle when all had happened, and a sharp slice was running across his cheekbone. Drops of blood trickled down his cheek and stained his blue-yellow hair a tinge of red.

“Y-you.. ngh..”

Her booty in his face did serve as a deterrent. Was he blushing? Naaah.. that was the blood.. but it did seem that the shark was rather red in the face.

His hands gripped Loba’s wrists, keeping her there tightly.

“Asshole.. you would know.. you’re one.. and one that likes to present hers to her opponents, apparently.. cabron..”

[Bare]

Rushing forward with all the speed she can manage to build up as she approached the titanic man she would manage to drive her entire weight into Bone Shark, toppling him and her forward and blowing the door off its hinges and leaving the two in a heap floor in the backstage area.

Sitting up, Loba would tsk in annoyance as she felt her wrists grabbed by him. "Grrrr... Shut the hell up asshole... if you like it... take some more!" Loba hissed out, as she pushed herself up, trying to reverse her grip with the man's wrists before jumping up and throwing her legs out to come crashing down ass first onto the man's face!

[Aeri]

While Charlie was tired and sore, he wasn’t done by a long shot. But Loba was definitely trying to change that. As he gripped her wrists, she pushed herself up and jumped-

Fully intending to crash down booty first into his face.

But- while it would be nice to indulge in his desires of ass, Charlie wasn’t ready to lose to her. He’d have gotten one foot on the ground, and his hands found her hips midair and her thighs found her shoulders, making him stagger- but just barely not fall.

“Ngh.. You like flying so much, puta..?”

He’d glare at her from between her thighs, staggering up and hauling her into a sitting position on top of him.

He’d put one leg on top of a nearby bench, before.. stepping up and banging her head into a light, shattering it with her dome! But he wasn’t done.. Charlie began to move with the dazed wolf on his shoulders, gripping her wrists properly.

He found his way ti the locker rooms- and one of them was open. A big one, and he’d grin at that, slamming Loba forwards and bull rushing her into the locker, booty first, stuffing her into it!

“Bet you’re getting nostalgia right now..”

[Bare]

Loba was trying to make the most of her dominant position over Bone Shark, but the man was doing his best to try and fight his way back. Something the red head was determined to try and mitigate as much as possible. As such even though he had her hands she was looking to stand up and then drop herself down, trying to crash herself butt first on his face and make him let go!

Unfortunately however she underestimated how fast he could move on his back and before long he was able to get up while she was mid air, catching her on his shoulders as she came down! 'Shit!' Loba thought to herself, and before she could even do anything he would stand up and push her upwards, sending her crashing against a light!

"GHHHK!" Loba cried out, the glass of the light shattering and falling over her mask, making her go limp for a moment, allowing her opponent to start carrying her across the halls until they reached the locker room.

"Ngh... what are you?.." Loba groaned out, still in a relatively dazed state but just starting to come around now, barely in time to pick up one what Bone Shark said before she was then sent crashing forward into a locker! "NGH!" Loba cried out as she hit the metal, leaning against it and groaning softly in pain, almost curling up into the hard surface.