behind the girls lines...again: Nico vs Nightshade(complete)

"mm...mf..." Nico's wrigglings and protesting would soon subside into a softer and weaker mumbling, until his arms felt too heavy to keep fighting back.

Dulca's cleavage, now glistening because of Nico's trapped breathing, was making an even more effective seal for his face, while he went docile and sleepier with each new second in the seductive yet lethal trap of her breasts, soon becoming unable to fight back.

Nico was nearly completely exhausted, he would be out in only seconds now. Nightshade unwound her thighs from his abdomen and slipped her knees to either side straddling the boy and starting to grind firmly on his crotch sending him off with a taste of something she would never let him have. God, the mouthbreather had gotten the front of her t-shirt soaked with his disgusting breath. She would have to change it after she knocked him out.

Nico was totally helpless at this point, so Dulca could have her way to sensually tease the boy while smothering him to sleep.
Matter of factly, the warm bulge in Nico's pants seemed to be the only part of his body which was on full attention, in spite of his slow slipping into unconsciousness.

Dulca felt Nico surrendering to the effects of her curvaceous body. Suddenly he was a lot less interesting to her. The purple haired vixen immediately stopped grinding on him and simply sat with her puss perched over his tip motionless as she ended his wakefulness.

When she was certain he was completely out she peeled herself off of him and stripped her now, wet t-shirt off exposing her torso entirely. She wrinkled her nose and wiped the t-shirt between her breasts cleaning off some disgusting drops of spittle that had wormed their way through her shirt. Then, after tossing the mess of a shirt away she began to unbutton Nico's top meaning to steal his shirt as her own.

Nico would mumble and squirm softly while Dulca unbottoned and stole his shirt, somehow resembling of a child whose slumber was disturbed by her actions.

With his slender, naked chest heaving up and down, the boy's eyes eventually fluttered open as he came to his senses realizing what was going on.
"H-Hey... what do you think you're doing..??", he protested with shock and embarassement on his face, trying to get up into a sitting position.

"You ruined my shirt with your' disgusting saliva, so I took yours." explained Nightshade factually. She had only completed buttoning the top two buttons leaving the bottom of her chest exposed, not to mention the way her nipples were eagerly poking through the fabric.

She threw her hands up into a grappling position still kneeling across from Nico on the bed, as if she expected him to continue the fight immediately. Because she did.

"W-What..??! First you suffocate me...i-inthere, and now you put the blame on me??", he protested with a blushing face, getting up as Dulca's insults urged him into fighting .
That semi-open shirt was showing a teasing peek on those dangerous breasts of hers, which kept Nico distracted in spite of his will, while the boy went onto a kneeling stance trying to interlock his fingers with hers for a test of stenght.

Nightshade was stronger than the boy, but she preferred to toy with him rather than just whip him off his knees. As she spread her arms drawing him closer into her she gave a moan of effort, "Ohhh," shooting him a very pouty look. And then her chest splashed into his and she was gazing right into his eyes. "I'm stronger than you." she informed him factually, now actually using her strength to hold him fast.

Dulca could see how her sensually taunting strategy was embarassing her foe, as Nico blushed and tried to set himself free.
"Mpf... i don't think so.. nghh...!", he would reply but his efforts were fruitless as she held him, matter of factly, stuck in that teasing hold, proving to her uneased prisoner that she WAS stronger than him.

Dulca gave a couple of short pants as she easily kept her hold over the brunette boy. Her firm breasts compressed into his chests with her eager nipples pressing through the starched shirt into his. She began to bend him back towards the bed thrusting her crotch firmly out towards his excited manhood.