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Sword Fight Chapter 1
🕑 Added 2018-01-20 16:49:21 +0000 UTC “Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. Don’t even breathe.” The blonde right next to Ruby on the bed whispered fearfully, her tone all that was needed to have Ruby listen as it plucked the strings of her childhood. “This is life or death.”It was the same tone she’d heard before she’d been pushed into the basement or a shelter when a horde of Grimm was nearby. The same tone that her Dad had when it involved them staying inside during the monsoon season on Patch. The same tone Yang had when Qrow found out that someone had taken a taste of his favorite beer and let it go flat.
“We’re in some serious trouble, and I need you to listen to me, okay?”
Whenever someone used that tone she listened. Life or Death was serious business when someone talked like that… More serious than normal, anyway... Which is why the only part of her body that was moving at this point were her eyes. It was a skill, one that the other girl had mastered just as well as she had. Ruby would have applauded but, you know...gotta keep still.
“Why?” Ruby whispered loudly in return, her lips nearly unmoving as she did. “What’s happening? Are we under attack?”
“Worse.” The blonde’s eyes started flicking to the side. Repeatedly. Enough for Ruby to get that they weren’t the only ones in the room but little else… Ruby didn’t find that at all reassuring. “Is the bunny rabbit yours?”
“What?” Ruby blanked out. And then, she remembered exactly what she’d done last night and her face lit up like a searchlight. She’d think she was dreaming, if it wasn’t for the fact that she was, without a doubt, still bloated. It was a very distinctive, wet feeling. “O-oh… Uh… Yes? She’s kind of my fianc—”
“That’s nice, but I don’t really care right now.” The other girl interrupted with a glare. “Thanks for claiming ownership.”
Ruby gave her a glare back. Rude!
“What’s important is that the last thing I remember before you two popped into my room while I was trying to sleep off—”
Ruby’s glare disappeared like the morning mist. Okay, yeah. That might have been kind of more rude. Maybe. She hadn’t wanted to be here, but she was interrupting someone’s sleep… This was complicated.
—the exhaustion I was feeling after my best friend just got finished stuffing my… Ah” The blonde’s face went completely flat. “... Never mind that. It’s not important.” Then joined Ruby’s in terms of color. “What is important is that if you don’t call her off, right now, she’s probably going to die… Or we are. I’m not sure.”
“What!?” Ruby said loudly. In a whisper. A loud whisper… Either way, she was starting to panic. “Why!?” She didn’t want anyone to die!
“Either my friend—”
Ruby wondered why the other girl put such emphasis on the word ‘friend’. She got it. They were friends. Stop. The possibility of death was more important!
“—is going to kill your friend in a very messy and quick battle over territory—”
Ruby gasped...it might have been a little lackluster, but, at this point, she wasn’t really feeling the danger here. The other girl was obviously overreacting. It wasn’t like they were talking about animals or anything. Just a Faunus in heat and… Oh, shoot. Was that what it was? Was her friend like Velvet?
If so...then yeah. They had something to worry about. A lot to worry about, actually...
“—or they’re going to,” the blonde shivered, “compete.” Her eyes then went a little...wild. Ruby began to feel uncomfortable. “I can’t go through that again. I can’t. I need Plan B right now and I already have to replace the carpet.” Then her eyes snapped back into focus and Ruby couldn’t help but cower. Motionlessly. “Do something!”
And so Ruby did. Slowly. Very slowly… She inched her head downwards, closer to her chest so that she could assess the situation for herself. Just like she’d been trained, both as a Huntress and a frontier child...and she eventually stopped, confused.
She had no idea what she was looking at. Not really. Just that she was looking at...something.
She was watching two girls, circling each other. Squaring off and posing at what seemed to be random times as visible distortions appeared in the air while Velvet’s Aura flared and sparked in response… Also, yes. Her suspicions were correct. The other girl was, extremely visibly, a great deal like Velvet...with some subtle differences. She was taller for one...more muscled and...thicker if that made sense. Maybe an inch shorter but, at the sizes they were playing with, that didn’t mean much.
They were still talking about deadly weapons at this point.
She also looked angry. Weiss angry. When she was truly angry she got cold and silent. Surrounded by an almost tangible aura—not to be confused with the light of her soul, thank god—of anger and disdain. The new girl pulled it off like she was born to it, a Queen amongst the rabble...not that Velvet seemed to notice as she strutted about, darting in and out in an attempt to get the taller brunette to flinch or give… Only to get nothing at all except for a backhand in return, a near miss that whiffed in the air like one of Yang’s punches...and then it started again. Like a weird and oddly feminine/masculine cycle of domination.
If this was a social thing for Velvet’s gender...it went so far over Ruby’s head it was probably going to hit the shattered moon any moment now.
“What do I do!?” Ruby asked in a quiet panic.
“I don’t fucking know! You’re the Brute here! I’m just a Thinker who can’t think for shit right now!”
“I—I’m not a brute! I’m a Huntress! A hero! You…you stupid... Civilian!”
The other two girls, stuck in their own private and silent argument went still. Looked into each other’s eyes without blinking as they started staring each other down. Nothing happened that Ruby could see. They just...stood there. Unmoving. She wasn’t even sure they were breathing. It was unbelievably tense.
“Civilian? Civilian!? That’s classist, you little shit! What even is a Huntress anyway and why should I care?!”
Ruby gasped. Such ignorance! Also, just like a lot of things, this wasn’t the time!
Velvet’s ears began twitching like crazy. Like giant antenna, bouncing excitedly to-and-fro as her counterpart moved her fingers in time to some song no one but they could hear. The unknown girl’s brow furrowed. Velvet’s nose twitched. The distortions increased in number and size for a moment as Velvet crouched, looking as if she were about to jump into a fight...but then they quickly relaxed and backed away. Nods were exchanged.
They’d come to an accord! Somehow! No one had to die/get horribly maimed today!
“I’ve always wondered how I’d look like as a blonde.” Velvet turned away from the other brunette with a shrug to face Lisa. Her grin turned up into a snarl, her voice into a growl. “I guess that seeing it in my kids is close enough.”
The blonde squeaked.
The taller of the two, in response, sniffed and flipped her hair back. “I was about to say the same about your friend’s hair.” Her voice was perfectly smooth, just like her smile as she looked Ruby over. A graceful stalking that had Ruby feeling...shamefully receptive, considering the events of last night. “And I do like those eyes. Very exotic.”
Ruby pulled the blanket up to her nose and started to not so quietly freak out.
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Taylor had no idea how things had gone the way they had so far. Barely even an hour before, she’d been as happy as could be after she’d finally, finally had sex with Lisa. Hours long, back-breaking, mind shattering, sex on the blonde’s bed that had left it ruined for anything else… The memories of this bed, even after Lisa burned it in a fit of embarrassed rage would live on.
It wasn’t often that you impregnated two different girls on the same bed after all, let alone when they were side by side… Because of course she was going to impregnate them. The interloper didn’t count. Her seed was too weak for Taylor to even consider her to be in the running. All the subtlety of a train crash and the mentality of your average college hoodlum with not even half of the biological imperatives Taylor had been...gifted with… All in a cute, bunny modded body.
They made them stranger and stranger these days. Impudent too.
Taylor held back her sneer, unwilling to show that the bunny girl was getting to her, no matter how slight, as she got to Lisa’s side. Came close and started murmuring to her, no doubt her idea of sweet talk while the blonde hid under the blankets. The blankets freshly covered in their essence, hers and Taylor’s combined.
The home field advantage was Taylor’s...her scent was probably rushing to her new playmate’s head right now, even as Taylor stood over her. Hands on hips, an easy smile on her lips as she scanned the younger girl’s body...she could work with this.
“H—hi? I mean...” She let out an adorable squeak, her eyes flicking about in random directions as if she were looking for a way out. Silly thing. She obviously had no idea what she was in for. “Hello? I’m...Ruby.” She then held a hand out, obviously looking for a handshake. “Ruby Rose. Hi!”
“Well hello there, Ruby,” Taylor greeted in return. Let her smirk grow as the younger girl shivered and blushed at the harmonics Taylor had put into her voice. Confidence. Strength. Control. Trust. Openness. A very complicated mix that led to some very not complicated things. “I’m Taylor.”
Taylor ignored that attempt at a handshake and ran the back of her hand against Ruby’s cheek instead. She got a shudder and an unthinking nuzzle against that hand in return before she realized what she was doing and backed away, surprised and pouting as Taylor laughed. Light and free.
Ruby chuckled in return. A little too tight. A little too high...but she was relaxing. Falling into Taylor’s flow… Which was—pleasant in its own way. This girl wasn’t Lisa. Her instincts told her that much… Taylor needed a lighter touch if she wanted all Ruby had to give. If she wanted to win this, she had to crush the interloper. Completely and utterly, with the final defeat their kind could face… With the heart, came the body—
“And we’re going to get to know each other. Really, really well.”
—and with the body, came victory. There was no one that knew this better than Taylor. This was what she’d been made for. Literally made for… The interloper really should have picked her battles better. Oh well. Not Taylor’s problem. The girl in front of her was a great deal more interesting than her issues.
Taylor ruffled the girl’s hair. Gave it a really good mussing as Ruby pushed at her hand, growling and squeaking the whole time. Oh yes. Nothing like Lisa at all. She was too adorable for that. Too naive.
This was going to be fun.
“So, cutie. Where are you from?”
Ruby eeped as Taylor joined her on the bed. Hid a little more under the blankets while Taylor got herself comfortable right next to the younger girl’s head, making sure to keep her erection in easy view. A view that Ruby had no choice but to take in, keeping her on the edge and unable to forget what Taylor was here for.
“Ah…” Ruby blinked a couple of times as Taylor continued to play with her hair. Stroking her neck and the line of her jaw as if by accident. “I’m from Vale… Patch, I mean. Vale is where I go to school...”
“Patch, hmm?” Taylor murmured as she rubbed Ruby’s ear in between her thumb and forefinger, causing the tiny thing’s breath to catch in her throat as she did. Just another accident that had Ruby’s cheeks flaming even as she pulled the blanket down slightly, enough for Taylor to see her face so that she could breathe. “Why don’t you tell me about it? About yourself?”
It was a delicate balancing act, keeping her aware of the fact that Taylor was a sexual being, one that was interested in her without pushing her away...but it was one that had to be done. It wouldn’t do for Ruby to completely lose track of the plot.
“... About myself? This is new… But...alright…”
This would be easy, Taylor thought to herself...and it was.
Within the course of a single, breathless, minute... Taylor’s profile on the girl was the nearest thing to complete as was physically possible. 99.9 percent of the way done if she was being flippant. She, without a doubt, knew more about Ruby than the self-proclaimed ‘Huntress-in-training’ knew about herself. Her likes, her dislikes. Her family, immediate and near. Her three sizes and every erogenous zone on her nubile young body… In the end, even without meaning to, she had told Taylor everything about herself. Everything important, anyway.
The fact that Ruby was quite the chatterbox once you got her going didn’t hurt at all. More than a third of the information Taylor had got from the whole thing had appeared in the first ten seconds.
Sexual cold reading was best cold reading.
Taylor, as she was now, knew that she should feel appalled about something like that… Embarrassed and ashamed for invading someone’s privacy as deeply as she had...but she didn't. Literally couldn’t while her programming was running like it was now. A challenger could not be abided. Every tactic and ability at her disposal would be abused to its fullest extent.
Taylor’s hand had been on Ruby’s stomach for that whole minute, silently pumping out a great deal of the rabbit’s leavings to make more room for herself, even as she got Ruby used to her touch. Quantity was a quality all on its own, and Taylor wasn’t willing to allow that sort of advantage, no matter how small it was. If it weren’t for the fact that the manipulation of time wasn’t one of her abilities, she’d have removed that advantage as well... But, as they say, c’est la vie...and at least it had left her a bit more pliable than she would have been otherwise.
“—and that’s how I got into Beacon.” Ruby finished her tale with a bright smile. A smile that hadn’t gotten any smaller when Taylor had picked her up and put her on her lap. She just seemed happy to talk to someone, anyone at all about herself, even with Taylor’s dick pressed up against her back just a few inches off from her shoulder blades. Adorable. So adorable. “Things have been good, I guess. How about you?”
“Oh…” Taylor murmured as she cupped one of Ruby’s breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze. Gave her nipple a stroke and pinch and enjoyed the feeling of it hardening under her fingers...and Ruby’s submission. All Taylor heard from her was a sigh. A breathy thing that was the farthest from resigned that Taylor could think of. It wouldn’t take much more to get her dripping. “I’ve been good so far—”
Out of the corner of Taylor’s eye, barely feet away on the opposite side of the bed, she watched her rival go about things in her own way. Whispering. Touching. Hissing her poison into an atomically red and shocked Lisa’s ear as she held one of the blonde’s wrists in her grip. A grip that had, eventually, led to the hand that wrist was attached to being filled nearly to overflowing with a single, heavy testicle.
“—but it really could be better.”
As a punctuation of her statement, Taylor wrapped an arm around Ruby's stomach and gave her a comforting squeeze. A half hug that got Ruby to relax a bit, settling into the snuggle...even with Taylor's cock now firmly squeezed in between her back and Taylor's front. Taylor's other hand kept up its attention to Ruby's breast, catching the hardened nipple under the pad of her thumb and gently toying with it, massaging the swell of her chest.
“H—how?” Ruby stuttered when Taylor gave that nipple a pluck then moved to the other. “Was it something I…?
“Nothing that you did… You’ve been wonderful so far.” Taylor chuckled, then exhaled, letting her warm breath wash over Ruby's ear, enjoying the little shiver. Her voice never got louder than a murmur, but she knew Ruby could hear every word. "So, Beacon must have been exciting for you. Tell me more."
Ruby's voice hitched at first, but she didn't stumble over her words too badly. A pity. "I...b-became team leader after initiation and got put on a team with my sister and...and..."
The crimsonette kept talking about the adventures she'd had, her voice getting continually shakier and slower as Taylor kept it up. The hand keeping Ruby pressed tightly to her dipped down, her middle finger lightly tracing just outside of Ruby's lower lips, directly down the middle of her slit. Ruby lost her concentration. Her words came to a near stop, now nothing more than sputtering and umms.
"Go on," Taylor murmured even as she did it again. "You were talking about your teammates?"
Ruby's heartfelt attempt at telling her newly fresh mess of a story was interrupted when Taylor kissed the side of her neck...then gave her a little nibble. The delighted shudder, the airless gasp that got from her...it gave Taylor chills.
Taylor then took the time to send her competitor a glance from her position at Ruby’s neck, her eyes languid and movements self-assured.
The bunny girl evidently lacked Taylor's skill. Her precision. The care she spent crafting every single moment of the experience. None of that was there. Instead, she seemed to be contented with brute force and sheer...chutzpah for lack of a better word. A need for self-satisfaction that was more hit and miss when it came to the pleasure of her partner.
She was in between Lisa's legs, looming over the blonde with a predatory glint in her eye. Her cock had been slapped down on Lisa's belly, and she was giving it short, sharp thrusts to grind the base into Lisa's cunt, the bottom of the shaft glistening with juices and sliding across the blonde’s clit with every motion.
The sight of little shockwaves going through her lover, the weak little kicks and groans coming from Lisa’s mouth with every push most certainly did not make Taylor consider breaking this off. Definitely did not make her consider shirking her composure and showing this glorified bitch in heat how a real rutting looked like...
She saw Velvet's hands on Lisa's chest, mauling them more than massaging them, even putting her weight on them as Velvet leaned forward to whisper yet more unknown and disgusting things into Lisa's ear.
She didn’t consider any of those things. Not even for a moment. This wasn’t her being facetious. It was the truth. She had her plan. Velvet had hers...and it would be so, so satisfying to see her at the end of this. The look on her face when she found out she’d lost everything to her overconfidence and pride.
It would be delicious.
Lisa let out a whimpering moan as Velvet’s balls met her mound with a slap, and Taylor cooly returned her attention to Ruby, her resolve to grind that bunny bitch into the dirt firmer than it had ever been.
She turned away. Regained her focus on what her current companion was saying and doing...and all was well.
“W-well there is Weiss. She’s the h-HEIR to the Schnee fortune!” Ruby’s voice kept rising and falling in pitch. Perfectly timed to Taylor’s actions. This made her subtle frown turn up into a grin. Step by step. Level by level. So, was a mountain ground down to nothing… The hill that Taylor had found herself with didn’t stand a chance.
“She was rather cold t-to me at first…” Ruby started to drift off. It was obvious why. Taylor’s hand had stopped teasing her slit and had moved onto her clit. Some back and forth with a thumb was enough to make the smaller girl freeze up and look into nothing with a whine...and those eyes really were rather stunning.
“Yes?” Taylor asked as she ground into Ruby’s back. “What else?”
Ruby jerked back to life with a shiver. “She’s started to warm up though—Gooood.” Ruby trailed off again when Taylor caught that little nub in between her legs with thumb and forefinger… A loose grasp, one that led to the slippery little pearl sliding around in it...and, from how Ruby was acting, this had never been done to her before.
Yet another strike against the interloper. Yet another win for her.
“Then there is Blaaa—keeee...” Ruby wasn’t even able to get out full sentences anymore. Not past all the pants and moans as Taylor’s free hand had expertly taken her breast and started massaging it.
Ruby was already biting her lips and curling her toes… Soon. It would be done soon.
“She’s a f-f-faunusss...”
Taylor turned up the pressure yet further. A tweak. A tease. A rub and a pull... Any second now and… There it was. The only sounds that Ruby was making, was capable of making now, was little more than needful mewling. Cries of desperation. Subconscious yearning for something to fill her, to make her complete.
“A friendddd…”
Taylor breathed into her ear. Felt the little thing in her lap clench up, then loose fluids over her legs in orgasm… There wasn’t even going to be a fight when she got pushed off the edge.
“You must be uncomfortable, sitting like this,” Taylor whispered. Made it so that Ruby had to actively engage with just a few words… She was caught. Putty in Taylor’s hands. “Let me help you with that…” And that was it. That was Ruby’s ending.
When Taylor spun Ruby around in her lap, she was quivering. Shaking with passion and carnal need as she looked up at Taylor with glossy, half-lidded eyes… When Taylor lifted her, up and over her length...she helped. Not even a hint of struggle, of conflict to be seen or felt in body or mind as Taylor gave her what she needed.
One second ago, Ruby had been sitting in Taylor’s lap. The next, she was being fed the thickest cock of her life so far, inch by inch as her inner walls were stretched into something nearly painful...and she wouldn’t have had it any other way.
Taylor had made sure of it.
Ruby moaned as she slid wetly down Taylor’s length. Groaned and sighed and panted while she was molded, changed by Taylor’s much thicker organ and...advantages...and then, at that moment, Taylor learned more about the girl in her arms than she ever could have from something as simple as a talk.
Taylor had been created for this moment. Breeding. Multiplying. Ensuring the survivability and viability of an entire race and species...and her programming was going insane.
This girl was human. There was no doubt of that...but she wasn’t an Earth human. Her genetic structure didn’t sync up with any known ethnic groups. Nor, did they sync up to any theoretical. Taylor had just found a genetic phenotype that proved, also without a doubt, that her partner’s hair was completely natural. Red and black, mixed into a cohesive whole… Genetics for purple/silver/golden/red eyes, a near rainbow of shades of hair...and a near impossible muscular build, related to quick and powerful movements at the near-sonic range.
She needed to impregnate her. Right now. There was no other choice now… Win or lose, this little competition would give her what she wanted. What she craved!
“Oh god!” Ruby muttered to herself as she found herself crotch to crotch with Taylor. A perfect, seamless fit that, if she were to look down, could be seen through the thin flesh of her stomach. “Oh, God. Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god.” Ruby said in between gasps. “So full…”
Taylor gave the stunned huntress a bounce. Impatience clear in her actions, even if it wasn’t in her expression… It had its effect, and that was all that mattered.
“Oh fuck.”
At that Ruby paused. Her eyes went wide. Her pupils shrank...and she clapped her hands to her face with a squeak.
Taylor’s eyebrow rose. And then she snorted. “Really? You’re embarrassed that you swore? You’re so...adorable.” Taylor started with genuine mirth. Calculated, but genuine...and she got a slap on her left tit for it.
“... Ow.” Taylor response was playful as she rubbed the sore spot.
Now Ruby was pouting. Cutely. Which was rather hard to do in her particular situation. Such cuteness was, sadly, learned. Not genetic...or, at least, not completely so. Shame.
“Now... Don’t be like that.” Taylor continued as she placed her hands on Ruby’s middle. The younger girl started to look just a little nervous as that hold slowly tightened. “You’ll make me think you aren’t enjoying this.”
“Wait what are you doin—” Ruby petered out with another squeak as Taylor slowly started to lift her up. “—Eeeeeeeeeee!” The drop back down stopped even that noise. The only noise that Ruby could make was completely silent. A scream...and Taylor smiled.
If there was anything the rabbit was good for, it was prep. Ruby was still feeling sensitive from her last session...and it made the cries she made as Taylor lifted her up again even better. The slide back down drew yet another out, high and sweet.
“Do you want me to go slower? Faster?” Taylor whispered. A minor conspiracy, a little collusion between the two of them fed into Ruby’s ear. “Or do you want to set the pace?”
Ruby whimpered as her head fell slowly forward into the crook of Taylor’s shoulder. Her arms wrapped around the older girl, one around her neck and the other around her waist...and Taylor grinned.
She’d have Ruby doing this by herself in no time at all.
“Faster you say?” Taylor crooned as she put action to her words. She didn’t wait for any protests. That would just take away all the fun. Taylor lifted Ruby back up, the crown of her penis almost but not quite leaving Ruby... And then, with just as much speed as had gone into her rise...the Huntress was brought back down with a crack.
Taylor reveled in the reaction that got. Ruby’s squirming. The way her head was rolled into her shoulder and the way her toes curled almost to the point of bruising as the younger girl’s insides threatened to crush Taylor’s dick. A worthless endeavor. Like trying to crush a mountain with cotton...but it was greatly appreciated for what it was.
Orgasms, big or small, were always a cause for celebration...and this one felt like a mean one.
“Once more,” Taylor said, not letting up for even a moment of rest for either of them. She lifted Ruby up and then pushed her back down, not allowing her to ride out the afterglow or have a rest. Up and down. In and out. Give her a grind or a circle to freshen it up. This was the closest Taylor could get to driving Ruby insane with sensation without actually doing so.
When the second climax came, harder than the last, Taylor didn’t let up. She kept up the pressure. Continued her ministrations...then stopped. Laid back and rested for a moment as Ruby, barely even conscious Ruby, began to take over.
“Please... Let me... Give me...” Ruby pleaded, her body as tense as a coiled spring as those legs got to work on doing something other than running. Setting her to bouncing in Taylor’s lap as if she were a machine with a single purpose.
All the sensations. All the feelings. All the pleasure. All the care. It had come full circle...and Taylor was reaping the fruits of her labors.
She wrapped her arms around Ruby’s waist. Ruby wasn’t the only one who was sensitive from earlier. Taylor could feel the pressure starting to build. Even faster than usual. Normally, this wouldn’t have even been an issue but… Lisa’s stamina needed work.
“Are you ready Ruby?”
Ruby continued to pant. To bounce and cum repeatedly all over her partner’s shaft to soak Taylor’s crotch and the bedding beneath...before she gave Taylor a trio of pats to the face. Short, gentle things. All of her strength that wasn’t tied up in sexual activity gone in a moment...then even that was gone as she fell limp and heaved for air.
That was as good as a yes if there ever was...a good thing as Taylor felt the pressure begin to build. Her sack clenched. Cock stiffened… A few more quick movements later and Taylor found release. Catharsis in the long, thick ropes of cum that Ruby was taking into her body with a scream.
One second. Three. Five. Fifteen. Enough fluid to fill a dozen women, all at once… Far too much for Ruby to contain as her stomach inflated, stopped, then began to push the excess out around Taylor’s length. An uncommonly large release. One that Taylor could feel herself being primed to repeat in but a moment, all for the sake of making sure that Ruby would carry her child beyond any reasonable doubt...and then Ruby became truly limp, and those desires were scrapped.
Exhaustion. Emotional, mental, physical. Out like a light, and not likely to wake up until sometime in the afternoon… No longer capable of continuing.
Taylor gently lifted the girl off of her. Almost cradled her for a moment as she swept the sweat-soaked hair out of her eyes. Laid her down on the bed and ignored the gigantic puddle of seed that was starting to build between the huntress’s legs. It would appear that it was too much for her...but the rise and fall of her slender chest told Taylor that she was fine. Nothing else to worry about.
The bed was already ruined anyway. Not much point in crying about it now...and it had been worth it, just for this.
Turning around to celebrate her win, Taylor went still and cold. Saw the interloper remove herself from Lisa who had found herself in the same predicament as Ruby. A mental, emotional, and physical state of exhaustion that had led to her being left passed out and face down on the bed… And with a pillow in between her teeth, even now, as an expanse of white escaped from between her thighs.
This could not stand.
She got onto the bed and made her way towards the interloper at a hasty crawl.
The rabbit, sensing this change in atmosphere, made to meet Taylor in the middle by getting onto the bed as well.
The two of them ended up only inches apart. Naked, angry, and covered in fluids as they attempted to stare the other down, even as their respective refractory periods ended.
“Tiebreaker,” Taylor hissed in challenge.
Their members rose and met each other in a bizarre and obscene parody of a blade lock.
“Tiebreaker,” The rabbit spat in agreement.
