Fur and Lust: Midnight Grudge Match

Me and my enemy decided to wrestle on a empty garden in the midnight, we both are well toned, I'm a male with fairly hairy bodies (pubic hairs on armpits and crotch) while my opponent is a female with twintail blonde hair which is also fairly hairy and well toned, we agreed to wrestle combining our bodies only with no takedown, dueling our front body to body through muscles rubs, sweats rubbing and interaction between our nipples, cock and pussy as well as muscles. It's a standing only fight which mean we fight body to body with no space between us, grinding and wrestling with no take down, the Ultimate sweatfest. (character reference for female : M10C Achilles made by Lightfold) we hate one another so much, it's time to settle the war. (Both must groans and moans a lot, dialogue is not a must but groan is, scream is indicated by capital, insult must be followed by a spit whether to body and face and must be capital. Both will wrestle like how boxing clinch is but much more body to body. Make sure the groaning and roleplay section is very long and most importantly, emphasis on disgusting such as smelling, smearing sweats, licking their hairy bodies etc. let the war begin.)

Midnight. The garden was empty except for the two of us—stripped down, glistening, hate burning hotter than the sweat slicking our bodies. She sneered, twintails damp against her muscled back, her thick blonde bush visible even in the dim light. I spat at her feet. **"READY TO LOSE, BITCH?"** She lunged first, slamming her torso into mine, skin slapping wet. Our chests ground together, my coarse chest hair catching on her stiff nipples. I twisted, forcing her back against the brick wall, the heat between us unbearable. She growled, arching so our sweat-slicked bellies rubbed, her pubic hair scraping against my cock. **"FUCKING DISGUSTING,"** she hissed before spitting right on my collarbone. I shoved harder, grinding my throbbing dick against her mound, her folds hot even through the dense curls. She moaned—loud, guttural—her breath reeking of adrenaline and salt. Our thighs locked, muscles straining as sweat pooled between us, dripping in thick streams down our legs. I buried my face in her armpit, inhaling the sour musk before licking a filthy stripe through her wet hair. She shuddered, her pussy clenching against my length. **"YEAH, YOU LOVE IT,"** I snarled, biting her shoulder as she gasped. No rules. No mercy. Just slick, heaving bodies and the raw, primal stink of hate-fucking through friction.

Both of us goes to half clinches slowly getting closer and closer to each other bodies, we both spits at each other as we grind hard and slow, both wanting to win the war. Both pants and groans as they push each other. She then challenge me into all four which is a full body battle with no separation dueling lips, cock Vs vagina, nipples and abs. I agreed and we both goes full clinch and start dueling all 4 of our sexual organs. Kissing very deeply not allowing my enemy to breath!, dueling our nipples and start milking them hard, our abs rubs hard trying to see who's packs are better and my cock duels her vagina to see who will resist more.

Our bodies coiled tighter in the half-clinch, the air thick with the stench of sweat and hate. **"FUCKING WEAKLING—"** I snarled, slapping her hard across the face. Her head snapped to the side, but she grinned, swinging back with a sharp crack of her palm against my ribs. **"STILL THINK YOU CAN TAKE ME?"** she spat, the glob hitting my collarbone before I retaliated—my spit smeared across her left tit, glistening in the moonlight. We ground together, hips rolling slow and filthy, my cock dragging through her sopping folds. Every inch of contact was fire—her cunt clenched like a vise, hot enough to burn even through the wiry thatch of her bush. She hissed, arching her back to force my shaft harder against her clit. **"YOUR DICK'S AS PATHETIC AS YOUR—"** I didn’t let her finish. A brutal shove sent her crashing to all fours, her tits swaying, nipples hard as nails. **"SCARED NOW, COWARD?"** she taunted, twisting to glare over her shoulder. I dropped onto her, our bodies slamming together in a full-clinch so tight our sweat fused us like glue. The second our mouths crashed, it was a battle—lips locked in a suffocating kiss, muffled screams of **"MHHMMMMM!!! MHHHMMMMMM!!!!"** vibrating between us. She bit my tongue; I sucked hers deeper, gagging her with the force of it. Our nipples scraped raw, her hands clawing at mine as I twisted and pinched until her breath came in sharp, shuddering gasps. Beneath us, my cock drove against her pussy in vicious, unrelenting circles, her swollen clit pulsing under the pressure. Her abs flexed, grinding into mine as she tried to buck me off, but I rode her harder, milking her tight heat with every filthy thrust. Saliva spilled from our locked lips, sweat dripping in sheets down our heaving bodies. The wet slap of skin, the guttural **"MHHHMMMM!!! MHHHMMMMM!!!!"** smothered against each other’s mouths—every sound, every shudder, a grotesque anthem of hatred and lust.

The all four battle happens for 15 minutes, we both eventually separate and goes to our corner, regaining breath and masturbate to gain energy. It's clear it's very hard to duel all fours but It felt so good that we can't help but wanted to duel more of it. I challenge her to go all in to death, in body to body armpitting war or in body to body all four war. There's a cuff that will lock our arms on full clinch if we choose all four war (we use it and duel) or if we choose armpit war we will smear our body with oil with special stinky residue to make it extremely disgusting and guaranteed vomitting. (Make the exchanges very long, and then make the preparation for the final all in fight detailed. Both of us want to kill each other now)

**15 minutes later—** We tore apart, gasping, strings of saliva snapping between our bruised lips. She staggered to her corner, chest heaving, fingers already working furiously between her glistening thighs. I spat onto my palm, gripping my cock with a rough groan, jerking hard as I watched her shudder through her own rough pleasure. **"FUCK—FUCK—"** she panted, her knuckles white as she rubbed her swollen clit raw. The air reeked of sweat and sex, our bodies glazed in filth. **"All in,"** I growled, slamming my fist against the ground. **"No more fucking around. You choose—armpit hell or the clinch cuffs?"** She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, eyes wild. **"Cuffs,"** she snarled. **"I wanna feel you break."** The steel bands locked around our wrists with a sharp *click*, yanking us chest-to-chest. My cock pulsed against her stomach, her breath hot and ragged in my ear. **"Last chance to beg,"** I taunted. She answered by slamming her forehead into mine. The impact rattled my skull—but I barely felt it over the surge of adrenaline. Our mouths crashed, tongues warring, as I drove my aching cock between her slick thighs, grinding hard enough to make her scream. **"DIE SCREAMING,"** I hissed, biting down on her neck. Her laugh was pure venom. **"YOU FIRST."**