Her head was reeling. It had been since she had woken up this morning, but what was much more afflicting and horrifying was the constant throb between her legs and the inability to do anything about it. Well, that wasn't quite true. She had already slipped her hand between her legs twice this morning before even getting out of bed, and the
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A flash of humiliation and anger shot through her body, grinding her teeth as she pushed herself up onto all fours before pushing herself up right completely. 'Be the bigger woman, Pasha, just walk away' She schooled herself silently, forcing herself to take a calming breath and brushing her curly hair over her shoulder. And then she thought to herself 'Fuck it. The bitch is going down.' The officer snapped around, turning on the very balls of her feet and fixed the other girl with a steely glare. "You fucking bitch." Pasha snarled. That kind of behaviour reminded her of every bully she'd ever dealt with, every snicker about her age or odd accent and there was no way she letting it go and being the bigger woman this time.
Without a first thought Pasha threw a livid punch, aimed for the other girl's gut.
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Besides, something told her this chick could only deal out and take so much, which was just what she was willing to take. Straightening swiftly, a hand darted out to wrap her spindly fingers around the other females small wrist, making to jerk Pasha bodily toward her and return the gut punch with vigor and delight.
A stomp to the toes was added into the move as well for originality, and the Deadman sneered vehemently, "You're still the bitch here, shithead."
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She yanked on her arm, trying to pull away from the other girl. "Let go of me, you filthy Cossack." Pasha hissed, just able to keep herself from biting. There was no need to get into truly dirty fighting just yet although that stamping hadn't exactly been all that kosher. The young officer noted that if the worst came to the worst she could run like hell and go lick her wounds elsewhere, thanks to her sturdy runners legs.
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Even as her head snapped backwards and the smallest drop of blood pooled on the upper crest of her lip, the brunette was laughing. Almost at once, she made to retaliate, aiming for her knees in order to sweep her feet from under her frame and hopefully cause the other female to sprawl on the floor again. Minatsuki then proceeded to add a shove - pushing the smaller brunette toward the ground and made to straddle her hips.
Her weight wasn't enough to successfully pin most men, she was quite assured it would be very easy to subdue the other female, and that was wham the particularly exciting prospect of, say, fooling around with this girl entered her mind. Mina had been entirely too preoccupied with beating the shit out of Pasha to consider fucking her, but now... Balancing her weight on her cohorts body, the teen swiftly made to angrily grope the strangers breasts through the material of her shirt.
[ooc: if it was too much gobmoding to say Pasha went down, or you would have liked her to counter Mina's attack, send me a pm~ I'll gladly change it for you.]
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Then she blinked, completely bewildered. "What the fuck are you doing?" Without her even realizing it, Pasha's voice had gone very shrill as she lowered her arms from their defensive position and grabbed the other girl's wrist. For a shorter girl, the diminutive officer was very well endowed, somewhat of a sore point for her with living on a ship full of rake thin modelesque female officers, she stood out like a sore thumb. Pasha stared at the other girl, morbidly fascinated as to just what she was doing. Was this like some bizarre play ground politics thing? Like pulling little girls hair because they liked them or was she just completely weird.
[ooc:No, it's more then fine. I would have had her go down anyway, for all she likes to think she's brilliant, unless it's proper 'above the belt' sparring she's completely and utterly out of her depth. And I don't mind modding small things like that, it makes things more exciting.]]
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While the hand not currently groping the other females rather sizable breasts was still curled into a tight fist that stretched the raw and open wounds on her knuckles, Minatsuki made no immediate move to strike. She had little honor, and no problem hitting a person while they were down, but there seemed to be many, much more exciting options to happen here than just leaving the little irritating short bitch here with a broken nose or something of the sort. A twisted, rather demonic smirk curved the edges of the brunette's lips, and favoring the breast in her hand a rather vicious squeeze, she arched her back, bending forward until she was face to face with Pasha, heads so close that the tips of her rather short hair almost brushed across the soft skin of her face.
"Were you trying to fuck with me, or were you really trying to hurt me back there, little girl?" she challenged, shifting her hips the slightest bit to get a small amount of friction between Pasha's thigh and her admittedly soaked panties and sex.
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This whole thing was getting very old, very quickly and her temper was beginning to flare up again. "Now, if seems you hawe two options; fuck me or get the fuck off me." Pasha stated simply as she stared back at the other girl defiantly, she was fed-up of people and their many riddles. She half wished everything could be easily translatable into mathematical equations, she could deal with equations, they never gave her headaches. Or black eyes for that matter.
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The grip she had gained on the other girls shoulders relented and she sat up back arched and eyes slanted down to look at Pasha's face. Her mouth pursed loosely as she cocked her head and debated what her next course of action was. Although, really, the throb between her legs was just a little too pronounced to leave the latter option much consideration. And after another beat of consideration, Minatsuki shrugged. "Alright."
She made to strip off her dress, plucking the loose and light clothing off, over her head with ease and tossed it aside. The Deadman then made to hoist a little of her weight of the slight hips and hiked her dress up to the underside of her breasts before cooing: "Got a favorite position?"
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Damn it. People would definitely be able to see her panties now. But somehow that seemed a much less pressing concern right now. But then again, she noted, her boots were still on. "I am not particularly bothered." She replied. It wasn't as if Minatsuki was exactly hard on the eyes after all, far from it, if her knuckles weren't all bruised and bloodied up she could pass for an angelic little schoolgirl. Pasha doubted she would be able to flip them, so that she was on top without the other girl also flipping and trying to beat her up. Being a switch was damn hard sometimes.
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Fluidly rolling her hips against the other females, the brunette hunched her back so that they were face to face and she could roughly nip at the other's lower lip, all teeth and nothing sweet at this point in time, just as she was all lust and no romance.
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She swore quietly under her breath in her native language, rolling her hips up in a new steady rhythm, Chekov let one of her hands drop back to roughly grope the other girl's ass. Mina wasn't the only one who could be rough after all.
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"I didn't know you had the guts to touch me, princess," she goaded. "Tits and daring - no wonder you lack brains." She accentuated every other word with a pointed, downward roll of her hips, causing Minatsuki to inhale sharp hisses every time the delicious pressure she was craving dragged across her clit.
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She couldn't deny however that part of the arousal she felt wasn't just from the aphrodisiac, but also from being in the full view of anybody who could wander past and not entirely not from the other girl herself. The little navigator rocked her hips up once again with a small moan at the friction on her sex, raking her nails down Minatsuki's legs once more.
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Minatsuki had retracted her teeth and was now nursing the bite like a wound of her own, suckling on the tender flesh and flicking her tongue over the slight indents her canines had left. Pasha's reaction hadn't escaped the teenaged Deadman's attention, and the second she was assured she had left a decent hickey on the Russian's neck, she released the skin, moving up her neck to bite her again as she rutted against her with increasing vigor.
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