❝ the subtle difference between fucking and fucking you over ❞ → [ CLOSED ]
Who: prevaricatress, takemysword and turncloak
When: 20th, evening
Where: Residential streets of Anatole
Format: Action.
What: Lia and Mina owe each other dates that appear as if they will turn into nothing but nasty.
Warnings: Language, snow violence, suggestive material~
( there is only a few degrees between us )
When: 20th, evening
Where: Residential streets of Anatole
Format: Action.
What: Lia and Mina owe each other dates that appear as if they will turn into nothing but nasty.
Warnings: Language, snow violence, suggestive material~
( there is only a few degrees between us )
[ At least, that is what she felt whilst gazing down on the blond woman with something right smack dab between contempt and victory. It had been easy, and satisfying and she was, if possible, even amused, despite the displeasure she'd felt at the whole evening. This... this was much better. ]
[ ...However, things changed - rather suddenly, as her perspective of the world had. ]
[ It was so sudden and Lia's hand so cold that she almost didn't feel the switch, merely the blow to her gut that simultaneously shoved all the breath from her gut and sent her sprawling over into the snow as well. Minatsuki landed with a muffled thump on her back, and spluttered for a moment as her lungs worked frantically to inflate. It took a few moments, given, of choking gasps before the brunette had the wits to jerk her arm away from the blond woman. ]
[ Large eyes searched the ground for some sort of weapon. A crow bar would be nice - a wooden stake, even... Maybe an unlit torch - who needed fire when she could just club the woman? ]
Oh shut up.
[ But there was only snow... And snow. And more snow. ]
[ ... Ugh, it would just have to do. Deftly, Minatsuki gathered a handful of snow and hurled it at Lia with veracity. ]
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I think we should-
[Except she was suddenly overwhelmed by a tidal wave of snow, courtesy or Minatsuki. When it was over and she wasn't lost in a pile of white, there was snow everywhere. Stuck to her eyelashes, covering her hair...even in her ears.
She dug herself out, shaking like a dog to clear the worst of it. She looked at Minatsuki again, appraising her this time as an opponent. An opponent she had to fight using only not so painful moves and snow. Difficult.
When in doubt, play. Lia had been in many snow wars in her time. She lunged for the brunette, pulling her hair to keep her from biting, though she didn't tug too hard. She dragged her to the snowbank, pushing her into it and leaping after her, sitting on top of her.]
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[ A leg bent painfully underneath her body, but a few kicks and Minatsuki had freed the limb and it, too, added the sudden fray of violent jerking; kicks, thrashes - failed attempts to push herself up that ended in unhappy snarls as the hairs in her head kept her neck bent at an awkward angle. ]
[ Disgusted snarls and vile curses were somewhat muffled by the pained sneers that escaped her lips unbidden as baby hairs parted from her scalp. ]
Ouch! You f - argh...!
[ Again, as her hand groped in the snow, she came up short a knife, or a tire iron, but there was plenty of the chilly frozen rain around, and with a moments idea, Minatsuki gave a heave of her body (which she had no chance of actually managing to unseat Lia with - it was merely a distraction) and gathered a handful of snow with which she reached up and smashed against the other woman's face. ]
[ Especially against the parts that, if impaired, would make it increasingly harder for her to keep her pinned to the ground. ]
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If you would just stop!
[Not on this planet, it seemed. Lia rose up at that heave, thighs clamping around the brunette's as she struggled to keep her pinned. Her fingers were starting to get cold, and it made it hard to keep a grasp on her hair or on her arm.
Then came the snow. Lia hadn't been paying attention to her other hand and that was a mistake. She shrieked in surprise at how cold and wet and in her face it suddenly was. She coughed, trying to remember to breathe, squealing again as the snow came off her chin and into her low cut dress.]
That...is cold.
[Not eloquent. She grabs a fist full of snow and jams it down Minatsuki's top in response. If she has to suffer freezing, prickling skin than this little demon is going to suffer it right along with her.
She presses against her, as if they are in an embrace, waiting for one of them to give out. Or for her opponent to make her next move.]
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[ Perhaps if he'd known of Minatsuki and Lia's little date today, it would not be. But Theon is out for his own reasons, kicking through the snow in resentment - he does not hate winter, will not give it that satisfaction, but he's been raised alongside the Starks and cannot see the beauty in the heavy white powder caked across the city. Instead he walks, lost in his own thoughts, without his characteristic smile. ]
[ A scream - his gaze snaps up. A woman's scream? And before he knows it he's making haste towards it. This is by no means the first time he's found himself accidentally moving with accelerated rapidity, so he doesn't concern himself with it. His attention instead is on the sight that greets him when he rounds the corner. ]
[ He realizes now that the shriek was not that of a lady threatened by a monster. No, more likely it was a noise of something wholly other than distressed. The two women are locked together in passion, grinding and writhing, what was perhaps a playful snowbound turned into something more, right out in the open. ]
[ Then again, given the pair are two of the sauciest wenches in the city, he's hardly surprised by the exhibitionism. Theon doesn't know where to look, when everything is heaving bosoms and grappling for control. He doesn't blush - Theon is shamed by many things, but sex isn't one of them - but laughs quietly, eyebrows raised, and watches. ]
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[ Of course, if there had been snow down your front you were like to be in a completely different position, and possibly enjoying this situation more than the slight brunette was at this moment. Minatsuki was cold, and starting to go a bit numb, not to mention her scream had been far more shrill and desperate than she would have liked, and now this whore was pressing herself against her front, and it was ultimately displeasing. ]
[ The shriek had tampered off into low, breathy grunts as she threw herself against the blond woman's body in a valiant attempt to throw her off again. But Minatsuki was just a girl; a slight, thin girl who was built morefor speed than strength. Would you place a hummingbird at odds with a fat sow and expect her to win? No. Not unless it were a test of speed, and there was no matter of speed on the ground. ]
[ Her slim figure may cone in hand, though, and Minatsuki did her best to attempt to start turning onto her stomach and crawling away. Or as far away as she could get. ]
[ Her hands lost feeling as sheclawed at the snow and pulled herself up and away, legs thrashing none too kindly - although chances were Lia could get a hold of her legs around the knee and firmly subdue her flailing feet. Which would probably be wise, considering her first course of action would be to smash the blond in her pretty little face with the bottom of her shoe. The teen flipped, however, sitting on her bottom before the other female and intent on working her legs free and kick - what was snow; fuck snow. ]
[ But on a chance glance upward with a reddening face and the slight sheen of chilled sweat upon her features, she happened to catch sight of dark clothes, although everything against snow was black. But that was of little matter...! ]
[ She turned back to Lia for a second and scooped up another handful of snow before her eyes snapped back up in a double take. ...Shit. This was a witness. ]
[ Mina dropped the snow and even stopped thrashing, and if Lia read body language well, she might note the subtle change in disposition before a slight, breathy (and shrill) laugh escaped her mouth, steam whirling upward from her exhale... ]
A...aha...ha.
[ Catch on, Lia, and don't be daft. Look up and laugh. ]
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Lia hadn't been serious. Not really. She'd viewed it the same way she viewed keeping upstart young knights in line when they tested her limits. But with snow flying over them both and bits of her going numb from the cold, this wasn't much like a game any longer.
She caught Minatsuki's foot as it came at her face, giving her leg a sharp yank in warning. Instinct now was to get her away and she was contemplating how to flip her.
At least, until she started to laugh. Was that a laugh? Lia was suspicious, and shot a quick glance up. Someone was watching. A man, judging by height and broadness, and Lia paused.]
I am going to let you up. Try to kick me or headbutt me or otherwise injure me and it won't end well. I think both of us are cold and wet and have proven our points.
[She breathed it next to Minatsuki's ear, slowly letting her turn to her stomach, ready to defend herself if the girl didn't obey and let it go. She wanted to know who was watching them, but instead she adjusted her dress that was mostly soaked from the snow, and kept a cautious eye on the hellcat she'd been wrangling.]
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