Outside Perspectives - Kaeda Fukuda & Domino

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino's not exactly rushing this. He's savoring every second of this; dominating her, lying over her, pinning her. His head turns to nuzzle not her hips, but the inner-thigh of her left leg. His right hand brushes her other thigh again, lingering in the moment before returning to slap the mat again.

"Two!," he shouts into the quiet air.

The hand moves to her thigh again, balancing himself with his elbow on the mat. His back arches to press tighter along her chest and stomach, the hips brushing against her face.

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda began to "wake up" her head pounding from being slammed against the mat and her vision blurred. That feeling of disorientation, however, was nothing compared to feeling the head of Domino nuzzle against her inner thigh as his other hand stroked the thigh on her right leg.

Kaeda sighed with pleasure, content to let Domino lie on top of her and stroke her for as long as he wanted.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino feels her stir a little under him. She's awake! Maybe. Or the treatment he's giving her is spurring some physical reactions. The nuzzles turn down to her hips again, a bit more firmly than when he'd held her in the piledriver position. His hand slides from her thigh again to the mat, raises...

Slap! "THREE!"

His head lifts again, hesitates to savor the pin just one or two moments more... and finally rolls off to the side. He sits up, propping himself on his hands behind his back, bare chest rising and falling heavily with each breath. "Kaeda?," he asks, looking towards her face.

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda held back a moan and smiled as she felt the head of Domino nuzzle into her hips yet again. One last moment of pleasure before the hand of Domino slid off her thigh and hit the mat for the final time. The match was over.

The young woman gasped as Domino rolled of her chest, breathing in and out heavily to catch her breath and take in everything she had just experienced. Hearing her name called, Kaeda turned her head to see her victor looking over her, seated on the mat.

"Drake," she replied before slowly reaching a hand towards him, she was too weak to get up to a seated position after that flipping piledriver!

"We have to do this again sometime, you're a great opponent,"

[CyanDimitrik]

Her hand is met halfway, his fingers interlacing with hers. "Anytime. Anywhere." His nearest hand moves to her stomach, slowly drawing his fingers along the lines of muscle defining her feminine abs - however faint or defined they might be. "Especially if it keeps ending this way," he adds with a suggestive hint to his voice.

After a beat, he asks, "That last hit wasn't.. too hard, was it? Not hurt, right?" That suggestiveness has been replaced with a certain degree of concern. He's relatively confident she endured it without mishap, but it's best to make sure.

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda grinned as she felt her hand meet the hand of Domino, his other hand running along her stomach and abs. It was clear he liked what he saw, which explained all the attacks aimed at Kaeda's midsection!

There was a moment of silence, the perky teen feeling the hand of Domino along her chest, before Domino asked how she was feeling with a hint of concern in his voice.

"I'm fine," Kaeda said as she placed her other hand over the hand of Domino that lay on her chest, "That piledriver was unlike anything I've ever seen, or felt, before. You're going to win a lot of matches with a move like that."

[CyanDimitrik]

The hand stops moving when hers comes to rest over it. He glances to the hands, then back to her face with a small smile. "I already have. Plan to win a lot more, too," he claims.

The hand turns, linking together with hers over it. He then pulls her hands over her head and repositions himself to lie directly over her, face to face. "Too early to start another match?," he jokes, clearly, albeit playfully, looking for an excuse to pin her again. "Or do I have to wait for our next meeting to be like this with ya?"

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda once again felt her arms be pinned down to her sides as he lay over her, his face over hers. It was a position Kaeda was beginning to get used too, and one she enjoyed.

"I think I'm going to call it a day," Kaeda said with a grin, "I have my LAW debut coming up in a few days, and I want to be in the best shape I can be!"

As she looked up into the purple spheres of Drake, a devilish thought ran through her mind.

"Say, you won that match! You deserve a reward of your own, champ,"

Acting quickly, Kaeda tensed her shoulders, bending up just enough to touch the brow of Drake with her own before delivering a kiss to his lips, a little bit of "payback" for his smooch earlier.

[CyanDimitrik]

Those eyes widen. Oh, crap, that's right. Her match. He risked hurting her, and she has a match coming up! "You've gotta tell me specifically when it's gonna happen so I can watch!" He may even have to pamper her a little beforehand. A shoulderrub might be in order. He's confident he could get away with that by now, given everything else that's happened.

When she brings up the topic of reward, the concern in Drake's gaze shifts into coy anticipation. "That so..?," he gets out just before contact is made. Eyes lid over, and he sinks into the kiss with her. His hands loosen gradually before releasing her altogether in favor of snaking his arms around her waist, squeezing her up against himself. His already-elevated warm breaths whisk against her face, hastening a little further.

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda didn't know what was coming over her, but she didn't care. Something about being with Drake made her want more, and every kiss was a touch to the sky. Once again Kaeda felt the arms of Drake wrap around her, making her prolong the kiss as she too wrapped her arms around his midsection. As the too locked lips, however, the young woman figured she owed it to the model to tell him when and where her debut match would take place. Releasing the kiss, Kaeda moved her hand up to the back of Drake's head, looking into his eyes.

"This Sunday. At the arena just a few blocks away from here. I'll be backstage after the night is over, but if you can somehow sneak in before my match..."