Skerev vs Beasra 2
#64 of Tik Tik and the Tournament of Pleasure
Skerev and Beasra have been having a mostly amicable contest in this battle of the Tournament of Pleasure, but only one of them can make it to the winner's bracket next round. Who will it be? Read here to find out!
Skerev Character: sturmblitzArt: Heckabun
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Skerev and Beasra are supposed to be opponents. They are supposed to be facing off against each other in the Tournament of Pleasure as Champions chosen by the divines. Theirs is supposed to be a relationship of adversity based on their erotic skills. Yet, as they are watched by the many celestial eyes, they do not appear to be in any sort of competition.
Both lay naked under the stars atop the high plateau. Beasra is on her back, her wings wrapped around Skerev's shoulders, her legs wrapped around his hips.
The kobold's face is against her breasts, where his tongue laps the furry and full things. His cock, extended out of its sheathe, rubs over her wanting sex. It teases her, readying her for the final step to come.
The leonine and aquiline lady runs her hands over her lover's draconic scales, tilting her head back and exhaling out. "Please," she says, "It feels like forever... Please, Skerev, take me and see if you're... you're worthy of winning."
Skerev pulls his face free, popping out from under her wings. "Skerev happy to help!" he yips, and with that, he spreads her out with his kobold cock.
Beasra is warm and tight. She is quite the active griffin. There's no way he's getting out--not until she's ready to let go.
Skerev growls, sensing this trap perhaps a little too late. He rolls his hips, filling her, spreading her. There is resistance, but there is a smile. Sometimes, when he deals with tough negotiations, it's best to find a weak-spot, so Skerev speaks.
"So... Beasra... what hope to accomplish in Tournament?""Mmmn... I just... I just want to meet so many interesting people. I want to have some fun."
"Ah, so just like sex? You know, many people in loser's bracket. Many that Beasra never see if win this battle."
"Mmm, you're right," Beasra says. "But, then I might also lose," she says, fingers gliding down his back. "Why would I risk my chance in the Tournament? I'd be quite the loser, and I'd risk getting knocked out."
"Just because lose match doesn't mean loser," he says, picking up his pace.! "Lots work very hard. Lots just hit wall. Beasra know those types will try harder not lose! Have more fun, but you too good lose!"
"Mmm, that does sound lovely," Beasra says. "That these, aaah, fighters, mmn... will try... mngg... more to succeed and please each other. Yeah..."
That's right," Skerev says, his toothy grin shining bright. "Who knows what desperate fighter does to win?" he asks, and then punctuates his question by pinching her nipple.
Beasra drops her defenses, and Skerev picks up the pace, . She yelps and squawks and shudders, and he returns to treating her tits with his licks and nips. The two remain there in the moonlight, writhing around in the spirit of pleasure for some time more. Deep in her heart, Beasra already knows that she has lost, but she doesn't care.. Once Skerev's cock empties and drips when he pulls away. The kobold scurries out of her hold and stands up, extending a hand for her.
Beasra grabs onto his hand, and he helps her to sit up.
Beasra smiles, sitting cross-legged, and pats him on the head. "You're too smart for your own good. You kobolds must be quite crafty."
"Oh, yes!" he says, looking over towards the commentators. "Right, Tik Tik?"
"Yep, yep!" The pink announcer chirps up.
"Of course, Beasra continues, "I'm curious. What are you here for?"
Skerev shuffles into his leggings and continues. "Part diplomacy," he says. "Skerev need talk many people. Skerev help kobold meet kobold. Help others meet kobold. Make allies."
Tik Tik giggles at that. "Tik Tik think Skerev very similar!"
"Well, then," Beasra says, her hands upon her ankles, fluttering her eyes. "How about Tik Tik joins me sometime? I want to see more about what you kobolds can do."
"Sorry," Tik Tik says, waving. "Tik Tik need sit back. No in Tournament. Only watch."
Hanioc glances over at the kobold with one of their many faces but then returns towards the combatants. "The battle is decided. The two of you shall now return to the Nexus. Please, enjoy the accommodations and feel free to make the acquaintance with any of the other participants."
Skerev slips his jacket back on. "Very good for Skerev!
Beasra shrugs. "Well, can't blame a girl for trying, but I'll see you very soon, Tik Tik," she says, giving the kobold a wink and then flying off.
"That very nice," Tik Tik says, the portal to the Nexus opening up. "Good see friends made instead of fight all time."
"The tournament is a place of competition, but it isn't a warzone," the angel says. Here, diplomats and warriors can face each other as allies and competitors, and that is what makes it a wonder."