<div class="floatright">(https://s6.postimg.cc/ala1b3ayp/muxephone-lugo_S.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Moxephone and Lugo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585753#msg13585753)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Xia, Lauralan<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Leather armor, as shown<br/><strong>HP:</strong>21/21<br/><strong>Ammo:</strong>2<br/><hr/><br/>A small sound of disappointment slipped out from Moxie's lips when Xia stood, suddenly abandoning her position of dominance and seemingly ending the game in (for Moxie) a literal anti-climax. Her hands slowed a bit, and she'd almost returned to her senses when Lauralan suddenly turned the tables. Now Xia was pinned on the ground and the struggle became<em>much</em>more interesting! Moxie's hands sped back up as she watched with wide eyed interest as Lauralan began outright<em>molesting</em>her rival.<em>This</em>was the good stuff! She could already feel something building in her groin, something churning into life. One hand slipped low to find that her labia had become exceptionally swollen right below the base of her shaft, bulging outwards almost like... well, like a big pair of nuts.<em>Oh. Well that makes sense.</em>Moxie's curiosity noted to itself, using the tiny amount of brainpower it currently had allotted.<br/><br/>And then Xia flipped Lauralan back around! Moxie's errant hand snapped back to her shaft and started stroking even faster. And now she was riding the elf's face?! Moxie leaned forward even more, practically panting like a dog as her hands became a blur over her shaft. Little droplets of pre scattered with every stroke, cast off by Moxie's frantic jacking. Lugo 'whuffed' and gave her a disapproving glance, then got up to move elsewhere. Moxie was too enraptured by her companions to even notice.<br/><br/>At least until<em>Xia</em>noticed<em>her</em>. Little alarms started blaring in the back of Moxie's mind as soon as Xia's eyes locked on to her. Bright red shame flooded her cheeks, and her mouth snapped closed while she blinked in confusion. Her hands, on the other...<em>In contrast</em>, continued to stroke, controlled by some deeper, more primal part of her mind. She scooted backwards as Xia approached, shifting her hips to the side to try and hide her throbbing shaft behind her thighs. "D-don't look!" She glanced away, too embarrassed to meet Xia's eyes.<br/><br/>But she was so close... And<em>so wet</em>. Moxie could smell her, and with a quick glance back,<em>see</em>Xia's dripping pussy. Her primal need began to overwhelm her shame over falling to the Anus' corruption. Moxie licked her lips and stared at Xia's glistening snatch. "F... Fight..." She murmured. What did Xia want her to fight? The only fight here was between her and Lauralan...<em>Oh!</em>She must want her to join in the game! That sounded<em>incredibly</em>appealing.<br/><br/>She said something about help. Of course. Xia wanted to team up against Lauralan. Not a bad plan, but Moxie had a better one. She would never betray Xia in a real fight, but in this game even losing was just a different kind of win. The kind Moxie preferred to leave to others, but a win none the less.<br/><br/>Moxie crept up behind Xia quick as a cat, shooting Lauralan a quick grin. Then, in a quick motion, she grabbed the rope up by Xia's shoulders and hauled backwards, while simultaneously wedging the head of her cock in between her folds. Xia was stuck in an odd position, down on her knees, leaning forward but with her back arched up away from the ground. Her center of gravity was way off, and barring some creative maneuvering, her only options were to stay still or spear herself on Moxie's dick.<br/><br/>"Ha! You won the race, but I think<em>I</em>win this round!" There was a slightly manic edge to Moxie's voice. "You know you want it! I could see you dripping from across the room!" She pushed her cock forward a little, squishing Xia's folds against the ropes. "Go ahead, take it and admit defeat!"<br/><br/>When Xia glanced back, she could see a wild look in Moxie's eyes. It was similar to earlier, when she'd been full of eggs, but this time it was less blissed out, and more... predatory.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Lugo, seemingly uninterested in what was going on, curled up in a corner for a nap.