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Two fighters of equal skill find themselves entwined in a vertical sixty-nine. The larger lioness lays with her shoulders against the mat and her face full of vampire pussy. The Bloody Battler uses her supernatural strength to hold onto the furry fighter's waist and delve her long tongue deep into her den.

Lionna shudders, gripping the tatters of the vampire's shorts in her claws. Her own rough feline tongue presses past the gray pussy lips inside to a body, surprisingly lively for a member of the walking dead.

Unfortunately for the lion, the weight of a full-grown woman on her strains her as her body twitches and reacts to the vampire's erotic kiss. It wouldn't be long before she would succumb to the simple fact that her living endurance was not as everlasting.

Lionna probes her tongue in deep, her chin rubbing between the Battler's legs, stimulating her.

The vampire gasps and shudders under the renewed attention, and her grip lessons by only a fraction. This is enough for Lionna, who rips her legs free. She endures the scratches of sharp claws to clamp her head around the Battler's face and rolls onto her back, lifting the Battler and slamming her down face-up against the mat.

The Battler scrambles onto her knees just in time for Lionna to pounce at her, getting each other locked in a hand-to-hand struggle.

"What did I tell you before," The Battler says, gritting her teeth. "You're too weak to overpower me. You'll tire out!"

"I don't need to overpower you," Lionna says, and with that, she leans in, pressing her mouth against the Battlers.

The vampire squeaks, but she readies herself to push back against the lion, only for Lionna to knee her in the stomach. The vampire lets go, and Lionna scoops her up, lifting her into the air and slamming her down, squishing her under her furry frame.

Lionna breaks the kiss, the spit between the two stringing together. Both pant and huff as legs and arms fight to get dominance again, but Lionna holds her opponent down by the shoulders and goes in for her neck, licking and nipping at her.

"Ah... ah. Fuck... y... you're gonna.. Gonna wear yourself out!"

Lionna nips at the vampire's neck. The Bloody Battler whines, trying to push up against the lion. To get her off, to reposition herself.

Lionna's eyes flash with gleeful intent. She lets go, but climbs up, betting her legs right there in front of the Bloody Battler's face.

The vampire scoffs. "What, you're gonna sit... on... my..." she sniffs the air, the haze of iron filling her nostrils. Her dead heart beats at the sight--there, right where she had clawed at Lionna earlier--was the stain of blood.

The vampire hops up, practically burying her head between the lion's legs.

Lionna winces but keeps herself up on her hands and knees. "L.... Looks like I didn't have to... to force you into anything."

The Battler slurps and licks over that wound and beyond, going up, traveling in delight between Lionna's legs. Once she's there, the lioness springs her trap, throwing her down and locking her legs around the Battler's neck.

"Yo... you fool!" the vampire snaps. "I don't need to breathe! I don't get tired! I'll thrash and thrash until your muscles scream!" She grabs onto Lionna, scratching, clawing at her.

Lionna hisses but keeps up her resolve. "T... that's fine by me! The more you scratch, the more you're getting yourself in a corner."

She stops, holding onto the torn up legs of the lioness. A moment later, she sniffs, and a moment after that, she drools, "Oh... oh fuck..."

"Didn't think about that, did ya, cute stuff? Sure, I'm gonna tire out soon and let go of ya, but... can you keep yourself from begging to let you go until then?"

"I... I can..."

"Are you sure? There's nothing like the blood of a carnivore. There's plenty of the good stuff in there, right?"

"Y... yeah..."

"So juicy."

"U... uh, huh..."

"SO coppery..."

"Y... yeah!"

"And it's all drying up and going to waste."

"Please! I yield, I yields, let me have it!"

"Alrighty, then" Lionna lifts her legs and falls over, panting, staring up at the lights.

The Bloody Battler lifts one of the legs and presses her tongue against the matted fur, lapping up the delightful fluid.

Lionna supports her head in her hands and says, "You know, the submissive cats are the ones that clean the dominant ones."

Whether it be from the new infusion of blood or from the humiliation of it all, the Bloody Battler blushes, but she doesn't stop.

Hanioc spreads wings and proclaims, "Victory goes to Lionna."

Tik Tik hops out from the table and crawls into the ring, watching with wide kobold eyes. "You use desire against Bloody Battler and make her want be with you."

"Please," the vampire huffs, licking her lips, "I nearly fell for her the moment I saw her."

Lionna chuckles. "Same here. Damn, you got a body on you, and the way you could lay me low with a few hits..." the feline shudders. "It's magic!"

Tik Tik taps her snout. "So strange. Tik Tik knew sexfight was real competition but did not know some think fight as sex like you do. Hm... lots of things are same in it, maybe. Increased activity... exhaustion, buildup of excitement. Tik Tik might try sometime, but Tik Tik so small..."

"Pfft, no, you just wrestle in your weight division. They got contests for shorties as well as giants, but... these sexy sort of fights are rarer than you'd expect. Hey now," she grabs the Battler by the back of her head. "I didn't say you were done,"

The Bloody Battler smiles and goes down between the lioness's legs, letting that long tongue delve deep within her once more. "Ah, I think I'll enjoy myself here for a bit. You all go on without us."

And Tik Tik gets up, chuckling at the idea of all of these people watching the continuing fucking of the two ferocious fighters.