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Sally sits up, hooking her free leg around Alissa's, staring at her with determination as she nods. "Y... you're just a bitch who... who gets off to violence," Sally says, rocking her hips now, their pussies clashing and kissing and smashing against one another.

"F... fuck you. You wanted this!"

"You started scissoring me, c... cunt!"

"Only to show you that, mmnn, I'm winning!"

While they joust each other, their sexes rubbing and bumping, their buttons pressing and swirling together, their juices slicking and drooling, Sally grabs Alissa's head again, gripping hard at the wolf's hair, pulling at the roots.

"Just fucking give up!" Sally says through heaving breaths.

"You're... full of stamina!" Alissa says. "Must be all the dicks you take!"

"Fuck you!"

"You are, you dumb fuck!"

Another punch hits Alissa in the nose. Her free hand raises up to scratch at Sally's cheek. The princess grabs onto the wolf's back and pulls her in, pressing chests together and leaning into her shoulder. She then bites the wolf, growling as her hips grind against her.

Alissa scratches Sally's back.

Sally punches Alissa's side.

Alissa twists Sally's leg.

Sally pulls Alissa's tit.

Alissa bites Sally's neck!

Sally moans into the night.

Alissa's walls flutter.

Sally squirts between them.

They both moan and let go.

They fall back, sprawled out, bloodied, a pool of pussy juice between the two after their intense tribbing.

"You... you ready to call it quits?" Sally asks, her chest rising and falling.

"Give me a minute... and I'll fuckin' kill you," Alissa says, staring at her ceiling. "You ruined my fuckin' basement."

"It's a nice big room," Sally admits.

Growling, Alissa pushes herself up to her elbows. "Yeah..." she says, groaning, rubbing her cheek. "And it's private."

Sally slips up to a seated position, rubbing her neck. "There could be no interruptions down here."

Alissa narrows her gaze. "It's the perfect place to let loose.

Sally picks herself up. "No one to judge... no one to get in our way."

Alissa follows suit, hunched over, cracking her knuckles. "You and me... in a battle to end it."

"Seems we can finally agree on something."

Alissa spits. "I just need to figure out where I'll dump your broken body after I fuck you up."

"I figure I could just leave and let you lay here, broken and battered."

The two stumble forward, grabbing onto each other's shoulders, their foreheads pressing together as they fight to push each other down again.

"Enjoy the sex, slutty princess?"

"Making you howl was a joy I never experienced before."

Sally stomps on Alissa's foot, causing another snarling cry. Sally throws Alissa to the ground, stomping again, this time right in the cooch!

Alissa howls.

"There we go! Another perfect sound," Sally says, her breaths heavy, licking her lips.

Alissa grabs Sally's ankle. "I'll fucking rip your leg off!" she screams, but Sally hops up and throws her heel towards Alissa's face.

The wolf has to roll away, but not before she sweeps the injured ankle, sending Sally falling face-first to the ground again. This allows the wolf to hop onto the princess's back and give her swift punches to the back of the head. "Why don't. You just. Stay the. Fuck Down!?"

Each successive hit becomes weaker and weaker, slower and slower, until she falls forward, grabbing onto Sally's shoulders, panting and shuddering.

Sally groans from underneath her, pushing herself up, rolling in a haphazard and plodding way to knock the wolf off of her. Through eyes blurred with pain, the princess watches her opponent fall back onto the back. The chipmunk collapses onto her, pinning her, their chests smashing together again.

"Get up..." Sally groans, slapping the wolf on the cunt again. "Get up, you stupid slut... I'm not done with you yet."

"Get off me, ya cunt!" Alissa growls. "I'll... I'll tear you... apart if you don't get out of my house.

There's a silence for a time, and soon, Sally's eyes flutter open. She's still on top of Alissa, whose eyes are closed and whose breathing is slow and steady. Her head still throbbing, the princess reaches up, her hands clasping around the sleeping wolf's neck. "Wake up..." she growls.

Alissa's eyes shoot open, and she punches Sally right in the gut.

The princess rolls off, clasping her stomach while the wolf stumbles up, dragging her leg as she heads away. "Get... the fuck... out," Alissa says, pointing towards the stairs.

Sally nods, wincing as she uses the last of the boxes to push herself up. "So... another draw."

"It'll be the last one."

"Yeah..." Sally says. "Next time, I won't drop in on you. I'll call."

"Sounds good to me. I'll have this place ready for us both."

--

A limping figure escapes from the ordinary house in the cover of darkness, hiding from all prying eyes. But Sally stops when she feels eyes upon her naked and bruised form. S, and sheivels around, finding no one. After a few moments of pause, she stumbles through the streets, not bothering to look up.

Upon a nearby rooftop sits a figure, legs spread apart, fingers rubbing at the tight bodysuit, gloved fingers cupping at the breasts freed from an unhooked heart-shaped chest plate.

When she shadowed the princess, this voyeur had no idea the show she would see or the concept that would spring to her mind to revolutionize the nightlife.