Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20181001143651/@comment-36855838-20181002044527

I slip in past her guard, her soft breasts plush against my chest, her hot breath arousing in my ear.

I lean heavily into her right shoulder, careful not to rest any weight on the leg I've been attacking for the past ten minutes.

She growls at me, too angry and prideful for words.

I just sigh, and kiss her on the cheek, too out of breath to respond to her primal, gutteral threat.

I get my second wind, and allow her to lean on me for a bit, before we go at it again.

Just as the ref' approaches to split us up, I slink out of her arms, in less than a moment, I've swept the Kobold off her feet sith a low kick, and rushed back in to land ten more hits on the back of my bewildered opponent's knee.

She quickly returns to her senses, and knocks me flat on my ass.

I spring mack to my feet, but she punches me square in the chest, sending me skidding across the floor and over to my displeased manager.