Sunday, June 12, 2016

Succubus Scrap

another commission job, some demon gals fighting over a man's soul. has some big time violence, but it's cartoony at its heart since they can't really die. get dunked in lava a lot with no real damage


Down in The Pits, there were countless souls and countless devils and demons lost in its vast fires and darkness. The demons went about tormenting and terrifying the souls of the damned mortals, and among the greatest of their tempters were the succubi. They  were able to take on human form when heading to the surface, but in their homeworld, they were variously colored (but always gorgeous) women with wings and forked tails.

They also all sported exaggerated caricatures of the old-fashioned expectations of women, blown out of proportion; they were beautiful, cunning, charming, deceptive, sadistic, possessive and monstrously jealous. So as they met now and then to catch up, gossip and boast about their exploits, Nightshade felt her temper flare up to see Noir strolling confidently through her corner of The Pits.

Nightshade spread her wings and dropped daintily into her way. The purple succubus wore hardly anything more than a few thick straps of leather, strategically slid around her body to cover the bare essentials of her privates and nipples. Her bright red hair was thick and curly, hanging over her shoulders as if to draw further attention to her breasts.

"What sends you to my circles, sister?" Nightshade hissed, the pretense of courtesy in her words but not in her territorial tone.

Noir was a dark blue color, like a snowy land's night sky, and even dark hair that was long and straight hanging past her hips, clad in her own set of tight leather. "I only heard you caught quite the specimen recently," she purred casually, though her ordinarily hypnotic her eyes met Nightshade's confrontationally. "I simply wanted a taste of him."

"That soul is rightly mine, you thieving whore," Nightshade quickly snarled, her eyes lighting up with a sinister red glow as her bat-like wings spread. "I won't let you get so much as a touch from him!"

"You greedy cunt!" Noir sneered back, hands bracing on her wide hips as her tail flicked anxiously behind her. "You know I was eying him for weeks before you swept in like a skanky bat and plucked him up right from under me!"

"Then perhaps you should watch your territories better, you noisome little soul-sucker! You certainly won't steal men's hearts if you're this keen on whining," Nightshade taunted back.
"I could seduce circles around you!" Noir retorted threateningly. "You couldn't keep up with me in the bedroom, let alone face my claws. Now step aside, bitch, before I throw you into the lava myself."

Nightshade leered at her for that comment, raking her sharp nails across Noir's chest. Bright red, shallow slashes appeared along Noir's upthrust cleavage, getting a short shout of more outrage than pain from the slightly darker demon.

"You awful piece of devil shit! How dare you tarnish my perfect body!" she shouted, grabbing for Nightshade as she dug her own nails in to squeeze the purple demoness' red hair in one hand, and her breast in the other.

Nightshade gave a shrill shriek and pounced back at Noir, lashing out with her nails at her dark blue skin. Noir grabbed her by the wrists to redirect her claws, stumbling back and landing just beside the boiling lava that flowed through so much of The Pits. “I’ll boil your fat head and shove that tail up your ass!” Nightshade snarled.

"I'll see you choke on it first!" defied Noir, yanking on Nightshade's hair to pull her off of her. Noir stood back up and buried both of her hands into the bushy mane, spinning in a full circle and lifting the redhead off the ground entirely before her demonic strength let go.

Night sailed uncontrollably through the air before smashing into a stalactite, bouncing off of it as it shattered and they both fell to the ground. She groaned and rubbed at her back as Noir stormed over, both faintly hearing the beating of wings somewhere far overhead. Noir stomped her heel down onto Nightshade's hand, getting another loud, pained wail out of her.

"You shouldn't have got in my way, cunt stain," Noir growled, grabbing Nightshade by her hair and tail to lift her over her head. The succubi were all rather light for their generously feminine figures, but they were still as strong as most other demons. Noir marched over to the edge of the lava flow that ran nearby, the helplessly squirming and flapping Nightshade still stuck in her grasp above her.

"Hope you're ready for a nice hot bath!" cackled Noir, but Nightshade reached between her grasping arms and raked her nails across her eyes. Noir shrieked in horror, grabbing at her sensitive face but snarling vengefully. "My face! You're going to pay dearly for that!" she promised.

But as she clutched her eyes, Nightshade flapped her wings enough to fly up into the air. She grabbed onto Noir's wings, carrying her with her into the air as she thrashed blindly at her opponent. "Let's see if you'll cool off any in the magma!" Night taunted before diving down, pulling up at the last moment so she could force Nightshade to be sent splashing into the bubbling lava below.


Nightshade hovered over the bubbling stream for a bit before Noir burst back up, gasping for air and screaming furiously. They were demons, after all. They lived around lava all the time, so a dip into it was only as bad as a scorching hot bath. It barely marked her skin with some discoloration, as a hot bath might to a person, with spots of icey blue showing instead of her darker shade. She wiped some out of her eyes as she splashed onto the shore again, shaking and wiping off all that she could.

"You low down, dirty, angel fucking..." Noir grumbled nastily as she tried to clean herself up, looking up at Nightshade and grinning wickedly. Nightshade looked at her strangely, wondering what she had to smile about while she was still stung by the lava, but she was answered when two more succubi swept down behind her, grabbing hold of her wings and wrenching them painfully backward.

"What have we here, sister?" hissed Midnite.
"It seems like the one with the pure-smelling new morsel," Velvet answered knowingly. The twin demons were both a shade of bright pink, though Velvet had a bit more red to her than her sister if one looked carefully enough. They both had shoulder-length hair that was a shade of a toxic green. Velvet's was tied up into a pair of temptingly dangling pigtails while a spiked coil of leather bound Midnite's into a single ponytail. They wore matching black corsets that ran from the tops of their areolas to the edge of their thighs, and not an inch higher or lower at any time.

"Begone, you hideous pests!" Nightshade demanded, wriggling in their painful grasp. "Find your own souls to feast on!"

"We've watched you grow fat enough on the mortals," Noir giggled sadistically. "Your new pet does sound like the perfect snack for us to share, though."

"Wherever did you hear that?" growled Nightshade, glaring down at Noir.

"Shut her ugly mouth, would you sister? I'm growing hungry," purred Midnite, grabbing one of Nightshade's wings and arms in hers as her pigtailed sister floated in front of her, flying a bit higher than them so she could smash her knee repeatedly into Nightshade's face. The redhead's neck whipped to the side over and over again, but she grabbed onto the knee with her free hand, biting into the flesh of Velvet's thigh.

Velvet shrieked and recoiled, holding onto her leg as there was another set of slapping, Noir shooting up at the fighting trio. Nightshade braced for the worst, but Noir arced around her, pulling down on Midnite's hair to tear her away from Nightshade.

The twins thrown into disarray, Noir was able to fling Midnite back towards the ground, bouncing hard off of the rocky ground and leaving a rough crater on the surface. Nightshade took the opportunity to throw her fist into Velvet's crotch, punching her pussy before taking her by the leg to throw the second sister into the lava.

"I see that all this soul business makes strange bedfellows," Nightshade smirked at her temporary ally.

"So long as the opportunity is ripe, I'll take anything I can get," Noir dismissed. "I just didn't want those two wretches getting in my way."

"Then you won't take this personally." Nightshade suddenly twisted her tail around Noir's neck, the blue demoness choking loudly until Nightshade dove towards the ground, dropping her butt down onto the rival succubus' back. Noir bounced off limply as Nightshade released her to tumble into Midnite. The two landed near where Velvet was splashing out of the lava, wincing and steaming as she spat some out. She picked it out of her hair and ears, still seeing unclearly with the substance bubbling harmlessly in her dark red eyes.

She spotted the struggling demons nearby, diving in to attack Midnite with a flailing of powerful fists. Midnite recoiled as she swung at her wildly, Noir scrambling to avoid being tangled up in the three-way scrap.

"It's me, you idiot!" Midnite shouted at her sister angrily. "Get that muck out of your eyes and stop dripping it all over me!"

"It is?" Velvet said dizzily, blinking the last of the lava away. "Oh, good! I didn't want to share anyway!" She grabbed Midnite and Noir by the hair, banging their foreheads together with a noisy CLUNK!

The girls yelped and fell limply to her feet, allowing Velvet to look around and spot Nightshade hovering a short way off the ground. "There you are, you man-hoarding whore!" she hissed, flapping her wings to rocket up after her. She tackled into the braced Nightshade, slamming the two of them to the ground. They rolled and wrestled together until they tumbled out of control into the lava on the other side.

Velvet and Nightshade burst out of the lava, gasping and shaking out their wet and steaming hair. "You clumsy cunt!" Nightshade snapped at her, splashing some of the scalding substance at her invader. Velvet squealed as it briefly scorched her face, but swam over to Nightshade to grab her by her skimpy top, pulling it out and shoving handfuls of the hot lava right onto her breasts. "AOOOO!" Nightshade howled, trying to wipe it back off her tender nipples.

As they had their aggressive splash fight, Noir and Midnite rose dizzily beside each other. They instantly glared at eachother, Midnite slapping her harshly across the face. Noir fell over from the blow, turning to rest on her hip as she shot a kick into Midnite's stomach. Mid bent over with a pained squeal, letting Noir grab her by her hair and slam her face into the unforgiving rock below. She banged her head into it a few more times, starting to chip away the stone. Midnite’s features twisted in pain, but it didn't damage anything on her resilient demonic features beyond a bloodied nose.

Velvet ended up holding Nightshade's head under the lava, the thrashing demoness stuck under. She didn't have to breathe, but it was still wildly uncomfortable to be forced to scream and inhale with the bubbling substance as if she were drinking hot tea non-stop. Velvet grinned sadistically as she drowned her rival in the burning muck, only to let out a scream when she felt something grab both of her pigtails and pull upward.

Metra had always seen the twins as a nuisance, so even without knowing what the fight was about, she was glad to capitalize. She beat her powerful wings until Velvet was pulled out of the lava by her twintails, kicking and screaming painfully.

"Don't worry! I'm sure there are some mortals who like bald women!" Metra cackled, a thicker demoness with a bit of extra curves in her hips, thighs and bosom that the twins made all efforts to tease her about. Her hair was a length of several ornately tended braids, dotted with gems and clasps as they hung over her generous figure, which itself was stuffed into an undersized leather bikini.

Velvet clawed at her until she managed to grab Metra by the tail, biting into it. Metra shrieked and let go, but Velvet continued to hold on and yank down on her pointed appendage. Metra started to lose altitude, Velvet finally swinging it over her shoulder to slam her into the ground below.

She landed near where Noir finally let Midnite drop dizzily to the ground, her face and hair a mess of small stones and ash. Noir stood over her and ground her heel into her back between her wings, sneering down at the wailing Midnite. "I'll teach you to mess with my business," Noir hissed, twisting her heel to grind Midnite's breasts against the hard ground. The other twin squealed miserably beneath her heel, but Metra rose and decided she was mad enough not to care who she was fighting.

Metra grabbed Noir's head from behind, gouging her nails into her cheeks and lips and raking back on them. The succubus screamed and grabbed blindly at her hands,trying to pry her attacker off of her lovely demonic face. "Oh, quit your squirming!" snarled Metra, pulling back on Noir's face enough to make her bend over backward, neck and back bent painfully as she dug her fangs into Noir's forehead. She screamed even more painfully as her purple blood ran down her forehead past the snarling Metra's lips and teeth.

Nightshade dragged herself from the lava at last, hissing and rubbing her stinging skin and most of her clothing scorched off. She was still on all fours when Velvet dropped down, straddling her shoulders from above while she squeezed her thighs together, squashing around Nightshade’s neck.

Nightshade let out a pained groan as Velvet flexed her thighs and ground her womanhood against the back of her trapped opponent's head. "I think your choking carcass will make a perfect sex toy," Velvet gloated almost musically. "Or maybe I'll let the others play with you and turn you into a chew toy!"

Nightshade pulled and twisted inside her hold, able to wrench her head this way and that but not to fully escape it. Velvet grabbed onto her lush red hair to pull and tear out several chunks of it, but before she could do any real damage, Nightshade turned herself to face up at the twin and bury her teeth into her privates.

Velvet let out a sharp scream, her legs spreading to release her and pull back sharply to hobble away, moaning and holding her crotch. Between the lava and Nightshade's nasty bite, there was hardly anything left of her clothes at all. This combined with her scream got the attention of the others, even waking up the dazed Midnite with her appetizing screams. She charged numbly on all fours, tackling into her sister and wrestling her along the rough and stony ground in a tangle of wings, tails, hair, and claws.

When Metra looked up at the action, the bloody-faced Noir snarled and grabbed onto her by one of her holding arms. She flung Metra over her head and into Nightshade, the two of them crashing together and bouncing towards the edge of the lava flow. Noir rose and followed them as they clawed swiftly at eachothers' breasts and faces, leaving shallow, painful, but superficial slashes over each other's skin. As they grabbed for one another's throats to force them under the lava, Noir grabbed Nightshade and Metra by the hair and slammed their foreheads together. While they were left seeing morningstars, the dark blue succubus stuck their heads under the thick and scalding liquid and held them under as they kicked and thrashed, their trapped heads spitting up bubbles as they tried to scream.


Midnite and Velvet clawed at eachother, the ball of catfighting sisters soon tearing off handfuls of hair and clothes with their nails, fingers and teeth until they landed in a naked heap, Midnite mounted on top of her sister's stomach. She leaned down and spread out Velvet's thighs, raking boths sets of her claws over gaping pussy.

"Remember when we used to play like this, sister!?" sneered Midnite as she sadistically tore at her demonically related sibling's snatch. "And do you remember how often I would win?"

Velvet howled and cried out beneath her as she squirmed, trying to avoid the punishment without the ability to move out from under Midnite's perky ass. "Yes, almost half of the time!" she snapped back, lashing out with her tail to wrap it around Midnite's neck. The top sister gasped as it bound around her throat, clenching and choking her as her hands left Velvet's pussy to go towards saving her own neck instead.

Noir pulled up her two victims by the throat, Metra and Nightshade's faces steaming and a few shades off from the nasty dunking. "Are you ready to yield to your better?" Noir demanded. Her only response was Metra spitting a stream of lava she'd stored in her mouth into Noir's face, scorching and blinding her as she recoiled. Her two former captives grabbed her by one of her breasts each, squeezing and pulling apart. There was a sharp ripping sound as her top spilled open, leaving her tits defenseless as they ruthlessly clawed and stretched them out.

Midnite whipped her tail to throw Velvet, who crashed back first into the trapped Noir. The two shook for a moment, but Metra and Nightshade realized the opportunity this presented. They shoved the girls straight back to back, binding their wings to each other by using the other’s tails. When they were good and tangled up, the temporary allies reached out on either side to dig their nails into all four of their tits. They both clawed rapidly, leaving stinging and lightly bleeding gashes across their prized jugs.

Midnite let them torment their captives a while before she flapped her wings, diving after them and kicking Metra in the head, knocking her to the rocky ground. She turned for Nightshade, but the purple fiend was already pouncing on her, grabbing her around the legs and biting into her inner thigh.

Midnite shrieked out in pain, clawing and shoving at Metra's face. "Let go, you double-damned whore! His soul is mine!" she shouted down at her, raking over her face with her sharp nails.

"I'll keep your ugly mitts off my prize!" Metra snapped back without letting go of her bite. Succubi had a real talent for talking with their mouths full. she pulled on Midnite's legs, tripping her to land on the ground flat on her back. Metra kept her grip on her legs, lifting them up and stomping her heel down, targeting it right on top of Midnite's crotch. The pink twin started to scream out at the sexualized suffering, but was cut off when Nightshade sat down on her face.

"I think it's time we end this party," Night purred, the purple demoness grinding her hot snatch over Midnite's features. She screamed in protest, but it just made Nightshade smile in delight at the vibrations, even pinching and clawing at her nipples to make her produce even more noise.
“That’s it. Sing that sexy little song of screams for me,” Nightshade purred, eyes fluttering in delight. Her eyes opened up again, just as Velvet and Noir came literally flying towards them. Velvet kicked into Nightshade’s head, sending her tumbling wildly away. Her wings and limbs lashed out to try to slow her out of control path, but she skidded to a stop at the edge of the stone. Her head still dunked into the lava, giving her a quick, shocking burn as she popped back up with a startled yelp.

Noir tackled right into Metra, who was a bit more prepared as she caught her by the hands in a clumsy grapple. “How the heavens did you get out of that, you stinking little weasel cunt?!” Metra hissed. Noir answered her question rather directly as her prehensile, pointed tail reached out past her hips, whipping one of Metra’s breasts with a sharp cracking sound.

Midnite gasped in the fresh, hellish air as she tried to drag herself back into a sitting position, relieved to see her sister hovering over her. "I knew you'd come for me!" she smiled wearily at Velvet, a bit short on air from the squashing facesit.

"I certainly have, sister," Velvet grinned wickedly, the pigtailed twin stepping on her neck and grinding her heel into her throat. Midnite gagged and squirmed under her foot, staring up in horrified realization. It took a lot to kill a succubus, so merely strangling her wouldn't do it. It would still put her out for a while. Plenty of time for her to wrap up the fight and take the treasured soul for herself.

Midnite squirmed beneath her sister's crushing foot, Velvet leaning down to keep her leg in place but lowered enough to grope at her breast roughly. Something to keep her entertained as she watched her sister gasp for air, Midnite finally gurgling almost cutely and falling limply to the rocky ground. "You're so cute when you're sleeping," Velvet giggled, finally stepping off of her unconscious sibling and heading after her opponents.

Metra took a few harsh lashes across her purple face and chest from Noir’s tail before she was able to catch it, biting into the narrow forked appendage. Noir squealed and finally pulled back from her, flapping madly to try to get airborne but Metra held onto her tail. Noir kicked down at her face, thumping a few against her cheeks and head before Metra pulled down and swung at her tail, hurling her down to the ground with a hefty slam.

Between Noir’s durable body and their demonic strength, the dark blue succubus kicked up a burst of stone and dust where she landed. She grunted hard from the impact, just for Metra to turn and swing her by the tail again, crashing down on the other side. She repeated the powerful move, squeezing Noir’s tail hard to bash her over and over until Noir was left in a heap, dizzied and surrounded by rubble and loose stone from the ground around her. Metra stepped up to her and stomped her boot down on Noir’s groin, the demoness releasing a yowl somewhere between lust and pain. It was hard to differentiate sometimes with a demon.

“Ready to beg, little witch?” Metra hissed with the same appealing mix of venomous sensuality in her voice. She tore off Noir’s remaining clothes before mounting her hips, grinding against them to drag the aching bottom demon against the ground, the hot and broken stone scratching and scraping over her skin as her attacker let her claws do the same to her front and face.


Nightshade got the last of the lava out of her face and hair as Velvet strutted towards her. Night looked over to the others, seeming satisfied that they’d be busy with each other long enough to keep them from interrupting her. Nightshade spread her wings and hissed as her eyes glowed a bit, showing she was still in fighting condition, if a bit weary from their ongoing struggles.

“Ha! Foolish harlot!” Velvet cackled back. “I just crushed my own sister. You think that you’re going to stop me?”

“Of course. If she was as weak as you, I’m not surprised that an imp could have his way with her,” Nightshade shot back.

Velvet snarled back and dove at her, swiping her nails to leave a few fresh scratches across Nightshade’s cheek. She hissed from the sharp pain over her overheated flesh, a bit of black blood rolling down her cheek as she threw a quick punch into Velvet’s face. It was only enough to stun her for a moment, but it was adequate time for her to grab both of the remaining sister's breasts. She yowled and tried to pull away as Nightshade squeezed down on her chest.

"Let go of me! You're too weak to treat a man properly, let alone a REAL demoness!" Velvet snapped.

"And I suppose you do!? You couldn't tempt a drunken virgin with that scrawny body!" Nightshade taunted right back.

"The only thing you can tempt is me to kick your slutty ass!" Velvet reached a hand down to dig her claws and fingers right into Nightshade’s crotch. Velvet was rewarded with a piercing howl of pain as she squeezed and shook Nightshade by the handful of pussy.

“Aww, don’t get touched down there often enough, huh? Who ever heard of a succubus who can’t take a little action down there?!”

Metra continued to hump, scratch and slap Noir, clearly battered and bruised beneath her. "This is all you have, you sad little whore?" she gloated, leaning down and sinking her fangs into Noir's hardened nipple. Noir gave a long high groan, too weary to scream. She had the strength left to grab a piece of the rubble nearby, a piece of hell-stone the size of a small dog  that she crashed into the side of Metra's face.

Metra let out a startled howl, landing on all fours beside her. She clutched at her face, more stunned than truly hurt as some blood trickled down from beneath her hair. Unwilling to let the opening go by, Noir surged after her, grabbing her by the hair and hurling her to her feet before slugging her in her breast. The demonic punch landed hard enough to squash the jiggling boob inward, her fist buried up to the wrist before it bounced back out.
“It is MY prey!” Noir insisted in a raspy, exhausted voice, leering at her hatefully. It was then that Velvet lifted Nightshade over her head by the crotch, throwing her over next to the dazed and aching Metra. They both staggered to their feet weakly, Noir and Velvet trading a brief glance before the tore into the two vulnerable victims. Punches, bites, slaps, claws… they unleashed everything they had on the two succubi, pummeling them silly and uncaring which of them they were hitting. Nightshade and Metra looked dead on their feet, too knocked silly to stop either attacks, especially coming from both sides.

Noir and Velvet ended their beating at last when they each punched one in the face. Noir struck Nightshade in the jaw while Velvet kicked Metra in the belly, sending them both flying back fast enough to crack their heads together, falling limply to the ground out cold.

Velvet and Noir leered up at each other, the last ones left standing. They’d taken enough of a pounding that they were both breathing heavily, their busts puffing up and down in their shredded and already skimpy clothes. But they still looked furious and even aroused from the vicious fight.

“I’m working up an appetite for my prize on you,” Noir stated, scowling menacingly at her last nemesis. “He WILL be mine!”

“You’ve been fighting longer than I have,” Velvet grinned back at her knowingly.

“And you’re a weakling without your sister,” Noir shot right back. “Now shut your cockstarved holes and let’s finish this.” Velvet nodded, the two only taking a moment to take a breath before they shrieked like beasts and lunged into each other. Their clothing lasted seconds before it was shredded or pulled off completely, leaving their pink and blue bodies nude and exposed to the hellish heat.

Noir slapped her across the face, just for Velvet to catch the hand when she tried again and bite into her hand. Noir would have screamed if she weren’t already snarling and screeching as it was, ripping out a quick handful of Noir’s midnight hair.


Noir slapped her across the face, just for Velvet to catch the hand when she tried again and bite into her hand. Noir would have screamed if she weren’t already snarling and screeching as it was, allowing Velvet to rip out a quick handful of Noir’s midnight hair. Noir hissed and recoiled at the plucking of her hair, but she grabbed Velvet by the neck and swung her over her head. The remaining twin crashed to the ground, sending more rubble bouncing away from the small crater she left behind.

Velvet winced as she writhed on the ground, but as Noir raised a foot to stomp on her, she threw a kick up that went right between her legs.

"AOHHH!" Noir blurted as she cupped her crotch, finding herself rubbing them almost sensually to ease the pain. Velvet slid between her legs to knock her over from behind, both demonic girls scrambling and grabbing at each other for a moment before Velvet caught hold of her wings and pushed down, forcing Noir face and tits first into the rocky ground. The blue demon wailed as the various bits of debris dug into her naked breast. She reached up with her tail to lash and pull at Velvet, but the pink demon's tail wrapped around hers to render it useless before her own whipped down across Noir's curvy buttocks.

Noir gave another startled cry as Velvet held her down and relentlessly spanked her. "Let go! Stop it, you disgusting pig of whore!"

"You know you love it, you pathetic little temptress!" Velvet purred back. She shifted her position to hold Noir's wing in one hand, the other free to slide under Noir's buttocks and roughly fondle her groin. The entangled succubus gasped but arched her hips into the groping, wiggling her blue spanked red ass up in the air like a bitch in heat.

Velvet grinned at her trapped opponent's plight, caught up in a mix of arousal, pain and exhaustion. She started to shove and maneuver Noir along the ground, and even with the scraping of the stone over her chest and body she hardly noticed her movement. It wasn't until she saw the glow of the lava that she realized she'd been moved, and started to shake her head and try to pull back, hands trashing and tugging on one of Velvet's pigtails. "No! No no stooop!"

"Is my little piggy trying to get out of taking a bath? Well not a chance, you wriggling little twat," Velvet taunted, taking her by the tail and using it to bind her hands behind her back. Velvet grabbed her by the hair and shoved her head into the bubbling, boiling substance, letting her kick and squirm helplessly as the red hot fluid ran over her face. One hand held her under, Velvet glad to heat up her fingers a bit in exchange for boiling the bitch for a while.

While she steamed under the lava, Noir would pop up for air now and then, spitting out the overheated, hellish liquid only to get dunked under again. All the while, Velvet helped herself to Noir's deep blue privates, fingering and licking her pussy from behind. It made Velvet writhe and let out her muted moans and screams from beneath the surface, especially when she orgasmed the first time. Velvet could see her body shake and fight back that much harder, seeing her growing weak from the heat and the orgasm, and probably swallowing a bit of the lava in the shocking moment.

"How about a little more on both ends?" Velvet gloated, scooping a handful of the lava up in her other hand as well and stuffing it inside Noir's pussy, smearing it around to singe her overly sensitive pussy. Noir could only shiver in her humiliating love of the pain that Velvet applied to her so masterfully, and her whole body tensed once more. She squirted another orgasm over the hot rocks, turning into sweet-smelling steam

Velvet planned on giving her some more time to suffer under there, but was surprised when Noir's tail finally freed itself from around her hands, reaching back and grabbing the pink demon by both of her pigtails.

"AGHH! Let go, you little skank!" Velvet shrieked, but her cries went unheard between the lack of mercy between them and the several inches of lava burying her head. The blue bitch pulled hard enough on her hair to yank Velvet into the lava with her, not quite realizing how deep she was as they both went completely into the mess.

The intense heat stung their skin, but still they clawed through the minimal visibility. Just because their race could survive in lava didn't mean it was pleasant, and it didn't meant that they could see through it. Noir clawed and kicked at Velvet, trying to use her as a stepping stone to get back to the surface. Velvet bit at her breast as she tried, burying her nails into her hips and ass cheeks. They tumbled head over heels with each other until Velvet was able to make a desperate break for it, kicking off from Noir and paddling for the surface.... only to find that in all their brawling, shrieking and rolling about, she had completely lost which direction was up.

Velvet didn't swim far before she realized it was hopeless to get to the surface. Noir didn't seem to care either way at this point, and pounced on her from behind. They both thudded quietly against the bottom of the lava flow, strangling each other with one hand while the other clawed and slapped in a frenzy, gurgling incomprehensible curses and insults through the lava at the cost of stinging their tongues and throats on the heat.

Their bodies survived the heat easily, but it didn't mean it wouldn't exhaust them. Their blows grew slower with fatigue, already sluggish from the thick lava around them. Their groans grew quieter. Finally their vision grew blurry, and their grips went limp as the released each other, allowing their unconscious forms to float back to the top and drift to the shore where they'd had their initial battle.

They would have plenty to explain later when their master asked what exactly had happened that allowed the coveted soul they'd squabbled over to sneak away...

Lois Lane vs Dana Scully Catfight

The X-Files had been going through a dry spell lately, with reports and leads on aliens growing strangely scarce in the last month. They had turned their attention back to their existing cases. They had decided that the open case in Metropolis needed some follow up, and Superman wasn't exactly easy to get a hold of as a secretive alien that flew at supersonic speeds.

Dana Scully was dispatched to the big city now that the agency had the time and opportunity. She would be lacking her usual partner, with Mulder already on another case, but Superman was confirmed to be stopping some major threat somewhere out in space. Superman wouldn't be there to get a hold of, but they wanted Agent Scully to be poking around for any clues about him that may have been left behind.

Scully spent most of her time there going through public records. She had tried interviewing a few eye witnesses, but they couldn't provide more than general praises and the same vague descriptions. They weren't providing anything more useful than the newspaper articles. Scully was planning to investigate the sites of Super Man's recent rescues and battles, but in her research, she started to see a name that kept coming up.

Lois Lane, a journalist from the Daily Planet. She wrote more than half of the articles in all of Metropolis about Superman, or at least the ones that weren't just copycats following her lead. A good number of them were even personal accounts of her being caught up in a robbery or a super villain's attack and how Superman had personally saved her as well as the city.

It was soon clear to Scully that no one she had access to was going to have better intel on the subject. Her department meant no harm to neither him nor Lois, of course, but it was assuring to know that even with super hearing and speed, there wouldn't be any chance of interruptions.

Scully was able to track her down fairly easily, as Lois' usual work day went fairly predictably. The reporter got home to her apartment, but wasn't in there for long before Scully entered the building and came knocking on her door. Lois was still in the business-like skirt and blouse when she answered the door, the redhead in a dark green skirt and open blouse under a suit jacket as she flashed her badge.
"Special agent Dana Scully, FBI. I'd like to ask you a few questions about your relationship with Superman," she said curtly.

Lois looked surprised, naturally, but stepped aside to let her sudden visitor inside her apartment. Dana looked around the classy apartment as she entered, sitting down on Lois' couch before its owner sat on the other end.

"So what is it?"

"Excuse me?" Lois asked, a bit uncomfortable at the intrusion but growing closer towards annoyed already.

"Your relationship with Superman," Scully pressed.

"Friendly. I don't really know him, but he's saved me a few times," Lois explained plainly. "I assume you read the papers, Miss Scully."

"Only as part of the job. Do you have any personal contact with Superman? You know, outside of collapsing bridges and strange men with ray guns."

"It's strictly professional," Lois insisted. "We've met a number of times, some small talk, but that's all. Never more than a few minutes."

"And no side effects?"

"Excuse me!?" Lois asked a bit more sharply.

"From flying with him? There were photos of him carrying you from that burning building, and you've probably spent more time with him than anyone, given the news records. Anything from kissing him, sleeping with him... any contact you may have. Have you experienced any side effects?"

"No!" Lois answered, clearly irritated by this point. "We're not dating or anything. He's a superhero, not a disease!"

"He's an alien creature we know almost nothing about," Scully corrected sternly. "He's basically off the grid, and even if he has pure motivations, we have no idea what he's exposing us to. It's my job to find out."

"By making accusations about my sex life?" Lois snapped at her. "I told you, I barely know him."

"So who he is he?" Scully asked, getting Lois' eyebrows to raise as she dropped the hard question. "Who is the man behind Superman? You've reported on him enough that you have to have some idea, at least."

"I don't know," Lois bluffed. Scully jotted something down, but didn't look terribly convinced. "He lives in a fortress of solitude. How would I know?"

"Well if anyone would have a clue, it would be you, I'd think. You're a bright girl and a journalist who's talked to him on more than a dozen seperate occasions. You must have pulled something out of him."

"No, because I'm not like that! I trust him!” Another partial lie.

Scully frowned at her and leaned on her knee. "Miss Lane, I'm going to have to ask you to be more cooperative with us, or else we're not going to get anywhere with this investigation."

"That’s fine by me," Lois insisted, standing back up. "So I'm going to have to ask you to leave!"

"I have every authority to be here," Scully replied firmly. "And I know a lie when I hear it, Lois. I don't leave until I get some answers to report back to my superiors."

"How about you tell them to fuck off?" Lois hissed, grabbing Scully by the arm and shoving her towards the door roughly. Scully just leered back angrily, trying to do her job when this entitled bitch was getting in her way.

"How about you stop fucking any flying stranger with a six pack and then getting so high and mighty about it and give me some straight answers!?" Scully snapped back, no partner present to keep her temper in check on the mouthy reporter.

Lois interrupted the argument by slapping Scully across the face, the loud smack seeming to echo in the otherwise silent apartment. Scully leered back at her furiously, grabbing Lois by the collar and pulling her into a punch in the stomach. Lois doubled over, arms hugging around her middle as she had the wind knocked out of her.

Scully pressed her advantage, any pretense of this being an official interview seemingly out the window as she kneed the brunette in one of her tits. Lois let out a low grunt from the hit before Scully slammed a fist over her back to drive her to her knees.

"Ready to cooperate now, you mouthy little cunt?" Scully hissed at her. Lois just moaned for a moment before she threw a quick, close punch right up between Scully's legs, flying up her skirt and into her pussy. "OOF!" The redhead's legs crossed and mouth opened as she leaned forward, cupping her aching groin.

"What's wrong? Can't take a love tap, you ginger dyke?" Lois snarled back at her, grabbing Scully by her jacket. She pulled in an attempt to throw her to the ground, but Scully staggered enough that she simply landed on top of her, Scully falling out of the jacket as she stumbled into her.

"Get off me, you fucking government spook!" Lois snapped, shoving a hand up into Scully's face. It forced the redhead's head back, but she reached down over the top of Lois' blouse and buried her claws into the vulnerable flesh exposed near her bra. The brunette shrieked and recoiled, but being beneath the two of them gave her nowhere to retreat to. Scully squeezed and raked her nails down her front, tearing at the fabric and buttons as well as her skin. The blouse had spilled open before Lois put a fist into her face, stunning her long enough to sock her again and knock her off of her completely.

Lois got up to her knees, rubbing her chest tenderly. "You psycho bitch! My top!" she snarled at her, Scully rubbing the back of her hand over her reddening cheek. Her chest puffed up and down with her heavy breathing as she glared at Lois.

"You're the one who started this, super slut. You know you swung first," Scully growled at her.

"Because you deserved it. Don't come into my house talking shit like that unless you can take it."

Scully just spat on her floor and charged into her, throwing a knee at Lois' head. She brought her arms up to stop the blow short, grabbing at Scully and latching her fingers on the hem of her skirt. Scully pulled away from her, but when the redhead couldn't break free, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. Lois screamed as she was dragged back, but yanked Scully's skirt down with her. It hooked around her knees and pulled her off her feet, both women tumbling to the ground and Scully left with nothing but her panties below her waist.

"You fucking skank!" Scully snapped at her, kicking Lois in the side. The reporter winced and staggered up to her feet, holding her ribs while Scully struggled to squirm out of her skirt around her ankles. Lois used the opening to stomp down on her chest, flattening Scully's tit to the ground as her own chest bounced in her bra.

"AUGHHH!" Scully let out a pained scream as her breast was crushed underfoot, reaching out and scratching at her legs. The sharp red lines going down her calves made Lois hiss and recoil from the pain, but Scully grabbed at her to try to keep her in reach. She managed to catch onto the edge of Lois' own skirt, digging in with her nails and pulling down. It caught on the brunette's hip, but there was a tearing noise as the fabric of her panties ripped open, exposing one of her ass cheeks.

"You fucking bitch! Get off!" Lois shouted back at her, kicking clumsily at the agent as she pulled at her panties. The tear was long enough that her underwear was left useless, and her skirt barely covering them up at all. Scully tackled her while she struggled with her wardrobe malfunction, bringing Lois down and straddling her midsection. Lois shoved her hands up at her, clawing and slapping Lois in a frenzy of angry swings. Her hands struck at her skin with loud smacking noises as Scully’s top was stretched and torn from her chest, both women soon in nothing but their bra and panties under the remains of their ruined tops.

Scully finally managed to grab onto Lois’ bra and pull up quickly, tearing it clean off of Lois’ body and dragging her tattered blouse with it. Lois was left beneath her in nothing but her panties, and even they were in poor shape. Scully’s hands quickly went to the reporter’s chest, palming them before squeezing and scratching her breasts.

“How you like that, you sleazy slut?” Scully snarled at her, the two professional women abandoning any pretenses of that to tear into each other that much more. Lois let out a long, angry groan as her tits were crushed and clawed, grabbing at Scully's tattered top in return. She pulled down on the collar, getting another loud rip as it pulled a great tear went down her blouse and snapping one of her bra straps. Scully's right breast fell out, Lois gritting her teeth through the pain to administer her own, slamming punches into the side of the redheaded agent's exposed tit.

A few hard hits and Scully broke her grip on Lois to block her breast, folding her arms up around them. Lois was able to buck to one side, knocking the agent off of her and to the floor. The brunette jumped onto her back, pulling up on the barely hanging bra to catch it against Scully's throat. Scully gagged as she pulled back at the bra, starting an off-balance tug of war with Lois. Scully reached back to claw and pull at her clothes, tearing the last of her panties to bits, but unable to make the reporter break her chokehold as her face started turning red.

Seeing she wasn't getting out by force, the redhead turned her face sharply to bite into Lois' fingers. Lois let out a shout and pulled back, letting the women break apart from each other and glare at once another. They both rolled away from each other, catching their breath as they shoved off the last of their clothing, the scraps only serving as distractions at this point since they covered up nothing.

"I hope you realize that you're royally pissing off a federal agent, bitch," Scully huffed as she braced herself for another attack. Her scratched up chest bobbed up and down with her heavy breathing.

"Like I give a shit," Lois snapped back. She threw a kick at Scully's legs, the redhead clumsily shoving it aside to deflect it. It put Lois off balance enough for Scully to shove her tits, knocking her over backward onto the couch. Scully dropped to her knees in front of her and shoved her hand between her legs, scratching her nails over Lois' exposed pussy. The brunette screamed at the surprising attack, trying to close her legs. Scully just used her other hand to claw at her thigh, pulling her back open and hooking her nails in deeper between her labia.

Lois grit her teeth to try to ignore the pain, but when it wouldn't leave she raised a leg and kicked Scully right in the face. The redhead fell to the floor with a clumsy thud before gingerly touching her face and feeling a bit of blood coming from her nose. Lois rubbed her crotch a moment before she kicked down again, hitting Scully in the temple and knocking her back down flat again.

While she was down, Lois mounted the agent's bare back, grinding her knee into her spine and crushing her breasts into the floor. Scully gave an angry shout as pain shot up her back, Lois grabbing her hair to pull and wrench her neck backward. Scully reached up and clawed at her hand, trying to force Lois to let go by scratching her wrist. Lois hissed and growled from the scratches left on her arm, but pulled hard enough on Scully's hair to lift her upper body off the floor. She reached around to the agent's chest, squeezing one of her breasts roughly and digging her nails into her soft skin.

"Auggh! That's my tit, you fucking cunt!" Scully screeched in outrage and agony. she thrashed around under her, Lois still staying on top. Scully threw herself completely to her side, knocking Lois over with her and loosening her grip. Scully grabbing hold of the reporter's foot and lifted it up, paying her back for the nasty clawing attacks by biting into her toes.

"Get off, you dirty little shit!" Lois shouted as the pain shot up her leg. Lois punched Scully across her cheek, freeing her foot from the redhead’s mouth. The agent fell back onto the floor, but not without dragging her nails along Lois' thigh in the process. Lois just pounced on her from the couch and managed to grab Scully by the wrists, pushing her down in a crude schoolboy pin. Scully shook back and forth, trying to rock herself free, but Lois just used her position to lean in and bite into one of her swinging nipples.

"AIIEEEE!" Scully screamed, spasming and shaking that much harder. Lois locked her teeth down and pulled back on Scully's tit, stretching out the pale breast. Scully howled on in pain, arching her back to keep her tit from being pulled too far from the rest of her body. She grit her teeth and thrust up her knee, crushing it into Lois' pussy. The brunette grunted hard and released Scully's hands as her fingers went slack. Scully fixed her legs under Lois and kicked upward, managing to flip her over her head so that Lois landed flat on her back. The redhead turned to grab her by the hair, leaning back against the couch and lashing her legs around Lois’ head.

Scully flexed her thighs, squashing the reporter's head in between them. Lois let out a scream as her face turned a deep red, the blood rushing to her head from the trapping scissors. She clawed desperately as Scully's thighs, growling and struggling as she tried to slip free. Lois even resorted to biting into Scully's flexing legs, hard enough to draw blood. This got an outraged cry from the redhead, but Lois kept her hold on tight.

"You're not getting out of there that easy, you super slut!" Scully shouted down at her, throwing a punch into the face buried between her thighs. Lois let out a quick cry of pain from the blow, trying to get her arms high enough to block her face as some blood ran down her lip. "I'll shut your fucking mouth for good, you cocky little cunt!"

Lois coughed for air, but still scowled up angrily at her hated opponent. When Scully next unclenched her legs to apply some fresh pain, Lois was ready. She thrust her hand up into her pussy, roughly shoving her fingers inside and started squeezing the handful of flesh and pubic hair. Scully gave a distorted howl of surprise and pain as she released the scissor, trying to crawl away from the attack. Lois still held onto her snatch, twisting and pulling to keep the vicious grip on her opponent.

"Still going to shut me up, you fucking government pig?" Lois shouted at her enemy furiously. She squeezed as tightly as she could, crushing Scully's clit against her inner vagina. It stung sharply enough to drive Scully to rush away from her in one quick pull, letting the agent get to her feet. She leaned against the wall, bent over slightly as tears ran down her face. One hand cupped her crotch as she wheezed, overwhelming with pain and exhaustion.

Lois took a moment, sitting on the ground and rubbing her neck as she coughed some fresh air into her lungs. Seeing Scully reeling, Lois tackled into her, ramming her shoulder into the agent's stomach.

"UAGHH!" Scully grunted hard at the tackle, doubling over looking sick with pain. Lois threw a few more slaps at her breasts and punches into her sides, but was interrupted when Scully drove an elbow into her back. Lois fell to her knees with a weak cry, holding her back for a moment, but she grabbed onto Scully's legs for balance. Scully delivered a knee into her ribs, making the brunette's breasts bounce up, but Lois still grabbed onto both of Scully's thighs and bit into the agent's pussy.

Scully let out a blood-curdling scream as Lois buried her face between her legs and chewed away at her privates. The agent's legs quivered, and she dug her nails into Lois' scalp to try forcing her away. The reporter snarled and pulled at one of the lips of Scully's labia, stretching her out and tearing a few short, dark red hairs. Scully clawed at her more wildly, raking her nails over Lois' cheeks and forehead. Lois finally pulled back for a raspy breath of air that didn't taste like Scully's cunt, Scully quickly greeting her with a knee to the face.

Lois fell to the side, but Scully could only lean against the wall, holding her crotch and rubbing the fresh and bloody bites there. Lois spit on the ground and pulled a pubic hair from her teeth, the women sneering at one another with eyes full of hatred and disgust for each other.

"Hope you liked eating that pussy, you dirty dyke," Scully hissed, glaring hatefully at her as she rubbed her tender groin. It almost made her look like she was aroused by the fight rather than furious and in pain. "Because it's going to be the last you have in a long time once I bash your fucking teeth out!"

"You couldn't with those weak-ass punches, bitch! You're leaving this apartment or I'm throwing you out naked onto the street!" Lois snarled back, the women starting ease themselves back to their feet a bit dizzily. They were experiencing a lot of new kinds of pain in a lot of new places. They'd seen their share of action in their jobs, but they were never all-out fights like this, and never so intense or sexual as this.


Lois moved in at last and threw a punch for Scully, but she clumsily blocked it with a lucky twitch of her arm and followed up with a shot clean into Lois' mouth. "UUHH!" Lois grunted hard from the hit, head snapping downward and fresh blood coming from her lip. Scully grabbed her hair and slapped her across the face with a noisy CRACK, just for Lois to punch her back in the belly.

"NNNH!" Scully staggered and bent over from the body blow, letting go of Lois' hair. It was enough for her to grab the redhead's locks and swing up her knee, smashing it right into Scully's nose. The redheaded agent gave a high pitched howl as blood squirted from her nose and onto the floor and Lois' leg. The brunette stepped aside and yanked hard on the red locks, swinging Scully over her leg and tossing her to the floor.

Lois quickly straddled the dazed Scully's waist, and while the agent slapped and scratched at her bouncing breasts, Lois still squeezed her thighs around her midsection. The brunette grabbed her opponent's wrists, leaning sharply to one side and snaking her legs around Scully's stomach before squeezing hard.

"I'm not slutty enough to shove my pussy into someone's mouth in the middle of a fight," Lois taunted as she locked her ankles, stretching and squeezing her legs to clamp them around Scully's slender waist. The agent gave a high scream of frustration, reaching to claw and shove at Lois' legs. Lois kept her grip on her arms and pushed them back before she could get a proper grip and leave more than a few scrapes.

"Let go, you fucking cunt! I'll kick your whore ass for this!" Scully threatened.

"You're not in any position for shit talk, slut. No way I'm letting you get out of this one, you mouthy little bitch!" Lois shot back. She twisted and squeezed her legs around Scully, the redhead starting to grow red in the face with effort. Her stomach was starting to ache ached and it was hurting to breathe. The redhead finally twisted enough to grab Lois' breast, digging her nails in and biting into it like a beast with a piece of meat.

Lois howled in pain, parting her legs to instinctively try to scramble away from her. Scully didn’t have a firm enough bite to hold her back, but succeeded in getting out of the body scissor. Lois cradled her breast, tears in her eyes while Scully rubbed her stomach, both of their bodies bruised and lovely faces bleeding. After assessing their injuries, they didn’t bother resting as they each lashed out for their hated rival. They both wanted to capitalize on the other’s weakness and exhaustion, regardless of their own.

Scully tackled into Lois, taking her into a rolling, tangled catball across the floor. The redhead wrapped an arm around her back to squeeze their breasts together, forcing a painful cry from both of them. Scully held her in place while pushing her palm up into Lois’ chin, forcing her head backwards and arching her neck. Lois growled in frustration, but tipped her head enough to chomp down into the agent’s fingers. Scully screamed and recoiled from the bite, briefly pleased to see no damage worse than a few cuts and a bit of blood before her fury was brought back towards Lois.

“Thought you liked biting, you nasty bitch!” Lois hissed at her, just before she leaned into the crude bearhug to bite down on Scully’s lip like a vicious kiss. The redhead gave a startled scream of pain, but Lois grabbed onto her before she could retreat from the sting of her teeth. Scully brought her fist into Lois’ ribs to try to drive her off, but the reporter kept at her with her nails raking over her back and biting at her face. Lois ended up on top from her burst of offense, Scully bucking her hips into her naked foe as she clawed at her hips and ass, trying to force her off.

The best Scully could manage was to dig her nails into Lois' ass cheeks. The reporter just kept on growling and biting her face, ignoring the rough scratches going down her hips. Scully at last threw her legs up hard enough to flip Lois off of her, slamming the brunette into the ground behind her. Lois gave a grunt as she landed on all fours, rubbing her lower back when Scully straddled her back and grabbed her hair. Scully pulled up on the brunette's hair like a set of reins, forcing Lois’ head up with a sharp scream.

“Still think you’re hot shit, cunt?” Scully snarled before Lois cut her off with a sharp elbow back into her ribs. The agent grunted as she was she was toppled off to the floor, Lois leaning to one side so she could shoot a kick into Scully’s side. The redhead gave a hard grunt and curled up defensively, allowing Lois to grab the edge of the couch nearby and drag herself up to her feet. Scully was still struggling to get up when Lois stomped down on her neck, flexing her toes as she choked her with her foot. Scully gagged and grabbed at her ankle, staring up at her in alarm.

“You had to come starting shit, didn't you, bitch?!" Lois growled down at her, grinding her foot and letting Scully choke and squirm under her with a hateful satisfaction. "Well your department's going to get their answers from me, and my answer's going to be sending them back their skanky messenger covered in blood!"

Scully finally managed to push up on Lois' foot and roll to one side, breathing heavily as she grabbed for the couch to pull herself up. She barely reached her feet when Lois drive her knee into the side of Scully's aching breast. She grunted hard and fell back onto the couch, awkwardly landing with her hips hanging off the edge of the couch and her head and shoulders resting on the cushions. She was just starting to see straight when Lois turned and sat down on her face.

Scully screamed in muffled outrage and humiliation. She kicked her feet frantically, banging her heels against the floor and couch, but they were too far down to affect Lois, and her weight was holding down her entire upper body in her position. Lois' naked ass and pussy crushed Scully's face into the sofa, sitting on her cheek so she couldn't even try to bite at her if she wanted. It also gave Lois a perfect angle to pin her down and send punch after punch into the government agent's body. Her fists sank into Scully's battered breasts and arched stomach, leaving some more bruises before Lois seemed to tire of this and simply dig her nails into Scully's tits, pinching and pulling up on her hardened nipples.

Scully howled as her tits were stretched out of shape, Lois treated her battered body like a stress ball after all the pain and frustration the reporter had gone through herself. "You learn your lesson, slut?!" demanded the brunette, sitting up just enough to let Scully speak clearly. She coughed as her body tried to replace the musky air of Lois' crotch with the fresh air of the apartment.

"Oh fuck... stop..." she choked out.

"That doesn't sound like a 'yes' to me, you dumb bitch!" Lois hissed, sitting back down on her once again. Scully managed to emit a desperate "NO!" before she was squashed back to the couch again, this time Lois reaching between her legs. Scully's squirming picked up when she felt the reporter's fingernails brush against her thighs and proceeded to grab hold of her dark red bush.

Lois pulled up on Scully's pubic hair like she was doing some aggressive gardening. At first the redhead arched her back from the vicious yanking, but Lois felt higher, sharper screams coming from beneath her when some of the hairs started to give and were plucked from the agent's crotch. The fistful of hair caused Lois to lose her grip and Scully's lower half to fall onto the floor again, but the reporter tossed the stolen hair aside and reached back down for more.

By the time about half of Scully's snatch was torn into swollen, hairless agony, Lois sat up again. "You get me? You going to back the fuck off?!" she hissed. Lois nodded frantically, tears running down her sweaty and battered face.

"Yes! Stop! I'll leave!" the agent babbled out as quickly as she could before Lois decided to return to her punishment. She didn't even feel like she could stand up under her own power in this condition, heaving in huge, sucking breaths that made her scratched and swollen chest ache and her every bit of skin and muscles feeling like they was on fire.

"Damn right you will," Lois confirmed, but she still sat back down on Scully's face. The redhead let out a pleading wail below Lois, but the reporter simply rolled her hips to grind her pussy over the agent's face. "Now if you want out, you're going to have to eat your way out. You get me?"

Scully gave a pathetic whimper, but she couldn't see another way out (literally and figuratively). Lois felt her beaten foe open her mouth against her privates, sticking her tongue in reluctantly. "I know you can do better than that, slut," Lois hissed, though she started to hump against her face. Scully's face soured, but she leaned further into the intrusive pussy, already wet and open from the excitement of the fight. Her tongue slid between her hated opponent's pussy lips, giving miserable moans but only service to further excite Lois. The vibrations and the suffering of her beaten enemy aroused her quite quickly, and her humping grew rougher as she lost interest and concern for Scully's condition.

After a lot of vigorous riding where both women lost track of time, Lois gave loud, lusty grunt. She orgasmed heavily over Scully's face, leaving the unexpecting agent's face coated in her cum. Lois rubbed against her with a few more hard thrusts, riding out her orgasm and smearing her wet crotch's musk over the humiliated Scully's mouth and nose. Scully was just so overcome with pain and shame that she could hardly move, even if Lois weren't pinning her under her victorious pussy.

Lois finally stood up and grabbing Scully roughly by the hair. She dragged the agent after her like a misbehaving pet, except pulled by the hair and with her naked tits scraping along the flooor. Lois threw open her door just long enough to kick the agent out, grabbing her clothes (badge and all) and throwing them at her before shutting and locking her door. The brunette didn't much care what she did from there, because it wouldn't involve her. She felt like Scully would know better than to come chasing her as a lead again.

Scully had to simply lay there in the hall a while before she was able to hobble her way back to the car. She still wasn’t sure what she was going to tell the her superiors, but it was certainly going to be one hell of a report to send back to headquarters.