Seeking for revenge: Marin vs Ataru and Okami (complete)

"M-Marin-kunnmff..." Okami moaned fantly at her lips pressed down so softly to muffle him. Having Marin acting so cute and gentle was the bad medicine to his fighting spirit, soothing him into a relaxed pleasure, a sweet alluring spell that was very hard to even WISH to break...

His hands ran slowly along her back, down to Marin's lovely rear, which she felt being groped sensually as Okami gave a small lick to her upper lip, his eyes half-closed in delight.

Marin smiled a little, thinking about trying something, leaning up to his neck and suckling on it gently, then would lean up to his ear. "Okami-kun?" She spoke cutely.

"Mmm... Y-Yes... M-Marin...?" Okami spoke softly, rubbing Marin's back in delight as she acted so cute on him: for a slight moment the kid from Okinawa just neglected they were in the middle of an official Sex Wars fight.

Marin smiled, starting to slide off him and cuddle into his side, breathing hot breath onto his neck. "I.. don't really want to get a mess on me... would you mind stroking yourself? Please?" She asked, smooching his cheek.

Okami felt like lost in a soft, pink hypnotic dream. "uhh.. y-yes of course...." he complied softly when she kissed his cheek, starting to do as suggested. Then he blinked and widened his eyes, as if suddenly being snapped off from that stupor: "H-Hey, wait a minute..." he said, blushing deeply as he stopped stroking himself "S-Should i defeat myself..??? I..I don't think so."
With that he would try and get on a kneeling stance, also trying to pull Marin in a hold of his arms if she was not so fast to avoid it.

Marin smiled a little. "At least you have SOME common sense." She teased, then rolled away from him, getting on her knees as well, licking her lips slowly.

Okami flushed as the beautiful girl rolled away from his grip, also thanks to her soaked, slippery skin. The stall was filled with warm vapor, which made their strange "ring" very exotic and sensual, as they faced each other in a kneeling stance and Okami came closer, inviting her to clench their hands together in a hot version of a test of strenght.
"And... y-you are the same beautiful syren i remembered, Marin-kun. Nonetheless, if you want to win, you will need to fight." He said, basically trying to re-focus himself on the fact that Marin was her opponent, and he had to ignore her charms as much as possible.

Marin smiled softly, slowly breathing in the vapors and their two opposing scents as Okami raised his arms up for a test of strength, closing her eyes and letting her breasts heave a little bit before opening her eyes and looking towards him with a small grin, slowly sliding towards him and gladly lacing her fingers in between his.

With their fingers entwined together, Okami would slowly try and force Marin's arm open wide, panting from Marin's alluring closeness. If successful, he would lean his face closer and give a sensual lick to her heaving breasts.

It was a dangerous move to do in order to gain the upper stance, because it would bring him to close contact with Marin's best "weapons" when it came to dismantle her opponent resistance.

Marin smiled a little as they start pushing against each other, then chuckled as he moved his head in to lick her breasts. She kept on her knees however, merely enjoying the tonguebath, and shaking her head slowly. "Too easy." She said. It could be taken wrong, but what she meant by that was she wasn't going to try and smother him with her breasts when he voluntarily leaned in.