User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Hinezumi Repter

Prompt.

I take a moment to recompose myself, before I ask her why she isn't wearing any panties? She blushes and looks around for a moment, like she was expecting someone to hear me out here in a secluded clearing in the woods.

"I... I may have decided against it." With a surprised look I ask why. "Be... because I wanted to see how you'd react." We've been sparring for several months now, and we've both improved a lot over that time. I ask why she would be interested in seeing my reaction to her not wearing underwear.

"I... I, um, well, that is..." She takes a deep breath, then tries to put on a confident smile. "I'll only tell you if you win." And with that she got back into pose, ready to continue the fight. Now that I had an idea of what was at stake I put more effort into it, not that that was a big difference.

We fought for another hour, before finally calling it done. I'd been flashed several more times, and I'd noticed her nipples poking out of her outfit several times. The fight was ended a draw, like normal, but I had definitely come off worse for wear, since trying to pull off manoeuvres with a raging hard on was quite difficult.

"Well," she said, stretching, "you didn't win. So, I guess you don't get to find out." She gave me a cheeky grin and I grunted in agreement. At my less than enthusiastic response she stopped stretching and looked at me. "Something wrong?" I gave her a cautious look, then nodded.

It was all well and good for her to tease me throughout the fight, but how in pandemonium was I supposed to fight her with a hard on? She takes a moment to process what I said, then looks at my crotch. She then looks back at me with a confused look.

"You mean that makes it harder for you?" I give her a blank look. I have a distractingly hard stick of meat in my pants that keeps rubbing against my pants. Does that sound hard to fight with? She blushes thoroughly at that, looking away.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh..." I start blushing as I realise what I just said, and try to take it back, but she just shakes her head. "No, no. You're right. I... I guess I kind of cheated." I raise an eyebrow at her. If sshe didn't expect this then it's hardly cheating. Again she shakes her head.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Even if I didn't realise it, it's still cheating. You might even have won if I hadn't distracted you. I... I guess I owe you an explanation..." I sit and wait, letting her speak when she's ready.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Okay, so... I like you. We've been sparring for a while now and we're really well matched. I mean, even with... that... you still tied me. I wanted to see how you'd react to seeing me... like that... to know if you liked me too." I'm stunned for a moment, before sighing and putting a hand on my crotch. I think this answers the question. She nods, trying not to look at it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Okay. Meet up again tomorrow, and we'll settle this." She says, before scampering off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I was up early the next morning, and after doing my normal business around town, headed off to our clearing. When I got there she was already waiting for me. As I approached I noticed she was sitting with her legs spread, broadcasting the fact she was wearing underwear today. When she spotted me she jumped up with a smile on her face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Okay, let's do this!" She was excited, and it was a little contagious. We got into position and fought hard for at least two hours. Once the image of her from yesterday slipped into my head, but a close miss knocked it right back out. Eventually I had her pinned beneath me, arms locked behind her back and my elbow resting on her neck. She didn't say it, but when she stopped struggling I understood she'd admitted defeat.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I helped her up and she turned to me, her face flush and ears twitching. "I... I guess you won then..." She puffed, and I gave her a confidant grin, which made her huff a laugh. "Don't... get cocky. Still one... last workout for you..." She wheezed. When I asked her what she meant she darted forward, planting a flaming palm on my stomach. I felt the heat, but it wasn't hot perse.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">That's when images of her yesterday, crotch exposed and nipples visible, came flooding into my head. In moment's I was hard and had her in my arms, kissing her passionately. I all but tore her panties off, and was no less gentle with my own pants, and slammed her into a tree before slamming myself into her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was wild, ferocious and passionate. I don't know how long we went at it, but by the time I was done it was dark, her top and bra were little more than tatters around her shoulders, and we'd moved to a fallen log, with her sitting in my lap. I gave one last shuddering sigh as the heat finally finished draining from me, letting me think clearly again.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I started to panic and opened my mouth to apologise, when she kissed me. The kiss lasted a few minutes before she pulled away to nuzzle into my neck. "Brilliant." She whispered. We sat there for several minutes, just catching our breath. Once we were ready to depart she took a look at herself.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"This is why I wanted to try it with no underwear. To avoid this..." She said as she pulled her panties out of the dirt. I offered her my shirt, seeing as hers was ruined and she smiled, happily taking it. As we made our way back she was leaning on me like she was utterly exhausted, and the normally small flames around her wrists were nearly non-existent, almost looking more like steam than fire.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"We're doing this again." I know that. "A lot." Knew that too. She gives me a mischievous look before pecking me on the cheek. "I love you." And she knows what I'm going to say. "I want to hear you say it." I roll my eyes. Fine. I pick her up and pull her into my chest, so that her face is level with mine. I love you too. She giggles and kisses me, before squirming out of my arms.

<p style="font-weight:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I'm glad you won." She whispered. Me too.