Larine only stares off to the side..rather thoroughly humiliated, and obviously trying to forget everything that just happened. She lost and ..she had to end up like this...? Huffing, Larine tries to stagger up to her feet..but before she can move, Erica situates herself behind Larine's naked, slightly sweaty form...and doesn't seem to respond much to Erica's whispers. After all, she *had* just tongued her off in front of..god knows how many people. Larine wasn't exactly mad, but she wasn't very happy about things either..<br/><br/>Feeling her legs spread, Larine looks back worriedly..feeling Erica's fingers sink into her already wet flower..her thighs felt quivering, Larine raises a hand to her lips, trying to force back a groan..and hide the little messy wet noises coming from her netherlips by fidgeting a bit. As she teleports out, Larine quickly nods..teleporting out of the ring herself...but where would she end up?