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Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2023 8:44 am
by skip-stop
When the brunette's face turned even redder, it might seem that Nerissa's smile would become wider than her face. It seems she pulled the right lever. Of course, Nerissa wasn't someone who could see through people. However, she always managed to establish some kind of connection with those she met in the ring. Clara was no exception. Therefore, Nerissa was sure that she was right. And the blush on the brunette's cheeks was an excellent confirmation of that.
Nerissa also appreciated the gesture of her rival's sister. Only a blind person would not have seen that it was not easy for her to keep such close contact with the Native American woman. However, despite this, she did not step back, instead leaning her forehead against Nerissa's. Oh, it seems she was no less stubborn than the Echidna herself.
It was impossible to say for sure if it happened due to the fact that their foreheads touched, but Nerissa remembered something. After Nerissa lost to Clara, her manager, Victoria, mentioned that the British woman has an adopted sister. At that time, the Native American woman did not attach much importance to this, because her thoughts were focused on more pressing issues. But now she remembered a small detail. The name.
"Curiouser and curiouser cried Alice," Nerissa said with pleasure in her voice.
Trying to keep a serious expression on her face, Alice emphasized that Nerissa would not achieve anything even if she found Clara. And, apparently, to further touch the strings of the soul of the Native American woman, she used a word that Nerissa sincerely hated. Rookie. Despite the wide smile on her face, it was reflected in her eyes.
"So it's useless to look for her," Nerissa concluded, as if she really believed Alice's words and accepted it. And yet... "Maybe I should send her a more explicit message to motivate her. But first..."
Nerissa moved her right foot forward. Due to the fact that Alice was right in front of her, she didn't have the opportunity to take a full step forward, but her movement caused their bodies to press even harder against each other. Breasts to breasts. Belly to belly. Thighs to thighs. Nerissa tilted her head slightly to the side, so that only a few millimeters remained between their faces.
"I think it's necessary to wash your lying little mouth..." she hissed softly.
A metaphor? Heh. Without further delay or any hesitation, Nerissa intended to open her mouth and demonstrate her unnaturally long tongue. She wanted to touch Alice's left cheek and then begin a short but passionate journey. The Native American woman wanted to run her tongue over the lips of the brunette, leaving her saliva on them. Not too slow and not too fast. She wanted Alice to enjoy this moment in all its glory.
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2023 8:23 am
by Vc0m
Alice chuckled. It was funny how Nerissa knew her name already, likely just remembering it with how close the distance between the two of them were. Her next words, however, confused Alice slightly…was she saying she was going to beat Clara up…or…?
Alice got her answer soon after, as Nerissa pressed into her further, Alice getting increasingly uncomfortable by the non-existent distance between the two women. She wanted to shove the Native American away…
…and then her tongue touched Alice’s lips.
As if on reflex, Alice’s hands went to Nerissa’s shoulders, roughly shoving her away!
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2023 9:17 am
by skip-stop
A wonderful moment. When Nerissa pressed her whole body against Alice, she felt how much the brunette tensed. Nerissa had enough experience to understand that such things were not usual for the British woman. It was worth admitting that despite Nerissa's blatantly brazen behavior, she didn't do such things every day. However, she wanted to repay her rival's sister for the words she had said.
And she fully succeeded. Her long tongue slid over Alice's lips, exploring every irregularity. She could have sworn she saw the shock in the brunette's eyes. But she got what she wanted. She tasted Alice's lips. A taste that made the internal organs of the Native American woman tremble. The only annoyance, although it was expected, was that the British woman quickly pulled herself together and reacted to Nerissa's trick in the only rational way.
Putting her hands on Nerissa's shoulders, Alice pushed her away hard. The Native American woman backed away a few steps. It was easy to see that during their little conversation, alcohol had spread even more through her blood. In order to find the balance, Nerissa even had to put her right foot back. And yet, there was still a big smile on her face, and her tongue still hadn't returned in her mouth. And as soon as she straightened up to her full height, she defiantly ran her tongue over her lips, enjoying the remaining notes of the taste of the brunette's lips.
"Delicious... just like Clara's lips..." she hissed, then took a big sip straight from the bottle that was still in her right hand, mixing the taste of Alice's lips with whiskey. "Now, when your mouth is clean, we can get back to the message for your sister." There was a twinkle in her eyes. "I think if I kick your ass, it will make Clara understand that I'm not the one to be ignored." Nerissa's eyes narrowed slightly, and her smile became more sinister. "And it will make you forget about the words weakling and rookie in relation to me." It wasn't hard to see that Nerissa wasn't joking at that moment. "The only question is..."
Perhaps someone thought that she was saying this solely because she was drunk. But the truth was that Nerissa was never afraid to take too big a bite. This filthy world works in such a way that no one will ever give you what you want. If you want something, then you'll have to take it. Nerissa had no doubt that, like Clara, Alice had more experience in LAW. But who said that Nerissa doesn't like difficulties? In order to get to the top, she was ready for anything. Therefore...
"Is it going to happen here or in the ring?" She asked, licking her lips again, making it clear that she intends to fight Alice anyway.
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2023 7:58 am
by Vc0m
Alice knew for a while that she was into both men and women...but it was still hard to process whenever someone hit on her. She rarely had a clue whether whatever was said to her was just a passing comment, flirting, insult or sarcasm. So someone being this forward to her was something completely new to the British woman, her reflexes causing her to shove Nerissa. The Native American woman barely maintained her balance, and creepily kept her tongue out, sending shivers down Alice's spine as she had a disgusted look on her face...
As Nerissa mentioned enjoying her lips, Alice grabbed a tissue for a hard wipe off her lips, as the Echidna continued with a sinister smile...as she started to speak the language Alice knew very...very well. She stepped towards Nerissa, now smiling herself. The drunk patrons in the bar got very rowdy, while the bartender started to worry, preemptively having his hand on the phone...
Alice, would grab Nerissa by the collar of her shirt...and rammed her forehead forward into Nerissa's nose, wordlessly answering her question!
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2023 2:08 pm
by skip-stop
Many, including those whom Nerissa could call friends, believed that the Native American woman was a real contradiction. Contrary to her temper, she loved to read and play chess. But at the same time, she almost literally hated theatrical performances. Why? Because all the emotions there, no matter how hard the actors try, have nothing to do with reality, everything is too smooth there.
What happened to Alice was why Nerissa always preferred real life. Even after the British woman wiped her lips with a napkin, disgust remained on her face. And most would think that this was caused solely by the fact that Nerissa's tongue ran over them a few moments ago. But the Native American woman guessed that it wasn't just her tongue, it was about the fact that the brunette just wasn't used to this kind of open things.
And then, as if at the snap of fingers, Alice's expression changed. As soon as Nerissa finished speaking, the disgust disappeared from the British woman's face. Instead, there was a smile. Yes, it had nothing to do with a theatrical performance. It was the purest and most genuine emotion.
"Do you want to whisper the answer in my ear, shorty?" Nerissa asked with a grin as the brunette took a step forward.
No, she didn't. Instead, Alice grabbed Nerissa by the collar. And before the Native American woman could react, the brunette pulled her closer and hit Nerissa with her forehead. Right in the nose. One half of the bar patrons winced at this moment, and the other half immediately started turning on the cameras on their phones.
"Guuumh..." Nerissa groaned, staggering back a step.
Leaning forward, she covered her nose with her left hand. Alcohol and a blow to the nose is not the best combination. For a moment, a white veil covered her eyes. However, after a second Nerissa took her hand away from her nose. And despite the dizziness that filled her head, she saw bright red drops on her palm. Two streams of blood were flowing from her nose. Yes, Alice's answer was clear.
"That's what I was counting on." She hissed.
Along with this headbutt, not only pain came to Nerissa. Anticipation also came to her. Someone in such a situation would surely feel fear. But she felt nothing but anticipation. The heart of the Native American woman began to beat faster. She felt a thirst. The thirst that water could never satisfy. Only one thing could. Blood.
That is why Nerissa, taking a step forward, straightened up to her full height. There was still a wide smile on her bloody lips. And in her eyes there was nothing but the desire to destroy the woman standing in front of her. Alice made her point. Nerissa was going to do the same. Therefore, she intended to swing her right arm. Yes, that's right. She was going to smash her half-empty bottle of whiskey on the shorty's head who hadn't realized yet that she messed with the wrong bitch!
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2023 11:51 pm
by Vc0m
Alice definitely couldn't judge her own strength while drunk. She felt a small throb from her head, likely hitting Nerissa too hard with her head...something that streams of blood from her nose would confirm...
"I assume that this makes my answer very cl---!!!"
Alice would see Nerissa step towards her, swinging her arm at her...arm that had an empty glass bottle in her hands! Alice tried to cover the side of her head in the last moment, but with her reactions impaired, she was too late!
CRASH!!!
Nerissa would hit her straight in the head as glass shattered into a million pieces. As glass went flying around Alice, some patrons stepped back, fearful of getting scratched themselves, as Alice's head turned a clump of red at the base of the hit...
...and yet, the British woman kept standing. Shaken, but still up on her feet, with angry, vicious eyes piercing at Nerissa...right as she dashed towards her to try and ram her fist in the face! Whether Alice could take much more punishment or not, she was determined to turn this into a slugfest brawl!
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2023 12:42 pm
by skip-stop
Most people have a favorite music that causes inexplicable wonderful emotions. For Nerissa, such music was the sound of breaking glass at the moment when her half-empty bottle of whiskey crashed into Alice's head. Goosebumps ran through the skin of the Native American woman, and her soul was ready to start singing.
Shards of glass scattered in all directions, while the air was filled with drops of whiskey mixed with the brunette's blood. That forced bar patrons to take an extra distance from the place where the women decided to deal with each other. Nerissa threw away the neck of the bottle that remained in her hand, and then licked her own blood from her lips.
"Oh, how much I missed it..." she hissed.
Yes, of course, it wasn't her first bar fight after she moved to Japan. But this was the first time someone had put up a decent resistance to her. Beating the shit out of an ordinary drunk who decided that groping her ass was a good idea is one thing. But Alice, like Nerissa, was a fighter. Therefore, now not only alcohol, but also adrenaline began to flow through the blood of the Native American woman.
Striving to strengthen this incredible feeling, she took a step forward. Even despite the broken bottle, Alice was able to stand on her feet. To some extent, it deserved respect, because it showed her resilience. And to exactly the same extent, it was an additional reason for Nerissa to crush this British woman.
"Guah!" Nerissa screamed in a strangled voice as her head jerked sharply to the side.
The reason of this was the punch that as from nowhere came in her face. Blood mixed with saliva flew out of the mouth of the Native American woman. She staggered and crashed into the table that was to her right. In order to keep her balance, she placed her left hand on the table surface, while with her right hand she covered her lower lip, which began to bleed profusely due to the unexpected punch.
Nerissa spat blood on the floor, and then, without any words or warnings, turned to Alice, throwing both hands forward. She has not fully recovered from her hardcore match against Sheila, but now, mainly because of her drunken state, she did not think at all about the safety of her body. The Native American woman intended to grab Alice's T-shirt in her chest area with both hands, and then sharply pull her down, while simultaneously raising her right knee in an attempt to smash the brunette's face without any mercy.
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2023 2:35 pm
by Vc0m
Mixed smell of blood and alcohol made Alice feel a bit, to the point where she was almost ready to fall down just from how strong it was. But she kept standing, lest Nerissa brought more pain to her and she brought less pain to the Native American...
Alice's punch satisfyingly connected with the arrogant woman's face, Alice flashing a smile towards her foe as she barely kept balance via a table, with the Brit seeing how her lips started to bleed:
"Hah! That'll fucking teach---!!!"
Alice would barely react in time as Nerissa grabbed her by her shirt, dragging her downwards with a sharp and swift movement, driving her knee straight into her face!
"GUUUOOGH!!!"
Alice fell straight onto her rear, the smell of blood overwhelming her as she realized that her nose was now bleeding! Strangely, she didn't feel as if her nose was broken...but as the establishment and Nerissa spun in her eyes, she wondered if it was maybe alcohol numbing her to pain...
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2023 8:03 pm
by skip-stop
"You should slow down." Charlotte said.
"Why, huh?" Astrid asked with a grin. "Not my style."
"Because if you add a few more names to your list of rivals, you will literally draw a target on your back."
"Then I'm lucky that you and Nerissa always have my back."
Charlotte smiled good-naturedly. She knew Astrid wouldn't listen to her advice, but she didn't expect the blonde to say something like that. Before they ended up in LAW, each of them was a lone wolf. When they met, they very quickly found out one very funny thing. They were very similar to each other, but also they were exactly the same degree different from each other. And it made them friends.
The world of pro wrestling is in some ways like an endless cold winter. And the truth is that in the cold winter, when the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. Therefore, Astrid, Charlotte and Nerissa became a pack for each other.
And although matches and training sessions were in the first place for them, they also did not forget to relax. Even Charlotte, who literally lived in the gym, got into the habit of finding free time to spend with her friends. Therefore, tonight they planned to visit the bar, which was Nerissa's favorite place.
"Don't you think it's noisier than usual?" Charlotte asked as they approached the door of the bar.
"Indeed, huh."
After opening the door and going inside, both women froze. Some of the bar patrons were shouting excitedly, another part of the visitors enthusiastically filmed what was happening on their phone cameras. There were small pieces of glass here and there. It was all like a little apocalypse.
"What the fuck..." Astrid and Charlotte muttered at the same time.
Finally, the reason for such a commotion was revealed to their eyes. Almost in the center of the bar was Nerissa and some brunette. Both of their faces were covered in blood. It was obviously a fight. The last doubts about this were dispelled when Nerissa sent a hard knee strike to the brunette's face.
"We need to stop her..." said Charlotte.
"Good luck with that, huh," Astrid chuckled, then caught Charlotte's annoyed look. "What? When she's angry, she's out of control..."
"Then take care of the other one..." the Frenchwoman snorted.
When Alice fell on her ass, Nerissa realized that her rival's sister was stunned. This was clearly indicated by the fact that the British woman wasn't in hurry to get up. It seems that thanks to this knee strike, Nerissa got an advantage. This made the Native American woman smile maniacally, after which she grabbed the nearest wooden chair and lifted it over her head.
"Say hi to Clara from me!" Licking her bloody lips, she said.
Nerissa sent the chair down, intending to smash it on Alice's head. However, suddenly an invisible wall appeared in the way of the chair. The Native American woman didn't even immediately realize what had just happened. And only turning her head to the side, she saw that it was Charlotte who grabbed the chair by the legs, preventing her from hitting the brunette. Nerissa hissed in annoyance, but before she could do anything, Charlotte snatched the chair out of her hands, and then, like a fucking lightning, closed Nerissa in a full Nelson hold, restricting her movements.
"LET ME GO, PINK CUNT!!!" Nerissa screamed, simultaneously starting to twitch from side to side in an attempt to free herself.
Instead of answering, Charlotte only tightened her arms more, realizing that despite the difference in height and weight, Nerissa has every chance to free herself. At the same time, in order not to aggravate the situation, she took a few steps back, creating a space between the Native American woman and the brunette.
Astrid, in her turn, stood in front of Alice for the case she didn't want to end the fight on this one either. Someone might have said that this was clearly not enough. The fact was that compared to Alice, Astrid seemed like a real mountain of muscles. Therefore, the blonde hoped that this was a sufficient hint that the brunette should not try to escalate the situation.
"Calm down, Nerissa," Charlotte said through gritted teeth. "Don't embarrass us."
"Shut up!" Nerissa persisted, continuing to try to free herself from her friend's grip. "I would love to do it in the ring, but she chose to solve everything here!"
"Really?" The question was mostly rhetorical, but still it was addressed to the brunette in front of her.
Re: About sisters, hardcore and a bottle of whiskey
Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2023 8:45 am
by Vc0m
As Nerissa stood over knocked down Alice, chair in her hands, Alice accepted the hit, covering her face with her arms…only for the hit to never come. As Alice rose back on her shaky feet, wiping her bleeding nose, she saw a red clad woman seizing Nerissa into a hold! All that went to Alice’s head was a chance of a free shot against her rival, as she stepped towards the screaming Native American…
…only for an even bigger blonde woman to step in front of Alice, much to the smaller woman confusion as she raised her head to see the blonde’s face. Alice, her decision making still impaired, would actually ignore the question posed to her, thinking if anyone else wanted to join the fight, they could be her guest…as she wound up her fist to drive it into the blonde’s stomach, trying to get her away with hopes of getting back at Nerissa!
