That feeling again

Anann Kelevra · 05-27-2010, 06:45 PM

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Anann felt coated in a layer of sand already. She gave herself a shake, hearing the little grains scatting to the ground and she could still feel more of the stuff lodged deep in pelt. She supposed the soft landing was worth it though. She was certainly glad it was hard packed earth they had been tumbling about on. Her nerves were settling and the ever present flutter in her stomach had calmed. The breif kiss having sent it somersaulting. Would she ever be able to stand before him with out feeling the flutter of nerves?

He was forgiving it seemed and eager to continue their match. Anann nodded, grinning as he took his fighting pose. She widen her stance slightly, this time making the first move she lunged forward as he egged her on. Her hand shot out aimed for the outside of his thigh. Hoping that she might get a grip around the knee and give him only one leg to stand on. Also pushing her shoulder into his chest. One way or another they'd have to end up on the ground yet again if one of them was to pin the other.

Anatoliy Russo · 05-27-2010, 06:59 PM

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Anatoliy's golden eyes saw her hands moving toward him. From his point of view, it looked as though she were going to do another cheap shot, but when it got around at his knee, he knew he could trust her to respect the first rules. Besides, that kind of shot would have definitely pissed him off a little bit, enough to end the spar and leave in annoyance. The Russo had no temper to really speak of, but he did not like people not honoring set out rules that had been agreed to. He set honor and trust on a high pedestal in his mind.

She was trying to knock him down, that much was evident. He braced himself for her blow to his chest with her shoulder. The blow had pushed him back a bit, but it had failed to get him down completely. The weight and height difference was evidently assisting him in that moment. Now the Russo was feeling the desire to win, to prove himself stronger. Maybe it was because of Anann being a woman, or maybe it was because he just wanted to feel a little bit superior after the kiss. He grunted a bit at the pressure at his chest and the woman practically in his arms. This was harder than he thought it would be. The hand on his knee was making it hard to move. He tried to jerk his leg out of her grasp, but he doubted she would let go that easily. Anatoliy was leaning further and further back, unaware of how unstable his pose was.

Anann Kelevra · 05-27-2010, 07:13 PM

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<333

He definitely had size on his side. An advantage that made him a challenge for her and what had first peeked her interest in the man. He had reach and strength on her. She had experience and speed. Though her wrestling experience was sub-par. She did her best to focus only one the task at hand as she pushed him. There bodies pressed together as she tried get him to the ground and attempt to stay on his feet.

She had gotten a good hold on his leg. Just as she thought she had had the scales tipped in her favor, he jerked his leg nearly freeing it from her grip. She scrambled as she tried to claim her grip. She dug her feet into the sand, hoping to when her struggle to ground him with one last solid push before he got his leg completely freed. Determined she would keep it a fair fight this time.

Anatoliy Russo · 05-27-2010, 07:19 PM

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That woman just would not let go! He growled instinctively, flexing his leg muscles in her grasp as best as he could to give her less room to hold on to. She seemed to really want to win as well. Still, she probably would, considering he was still on the fence between winning and losing on purpose. Even his quick jerk of the leg did not work and he had actually tried to free himself. Anann was much stronger than he had anticipated at first. What was he supposed to do now? She was trying to trip him up, for god's sake.

Maybe that was what he wanted. It would be a bit easier if she did not have that hold on him and on the ground was where she would have a harder time keeping him down. And if he struggled a little, surely she would not succeed easily in pinning him down. But maybe, a quick lunge at her would work now. Suddenly, the Russo let the woman push into her, but he wrapped his arms around her and pushed back, trying to get her on her back again.

Anann Kelevra · 05-27-2010, 07:43 PM

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She grinned as she finally got a growl from the man. Was he trying in earnest now? She returned with a growl of her own, hold a playful note. She dug and clawed with her feet. Trying to gain if the slightest bit of ground. She felt she was so close. Just a little more. Eventually she lost her hold on the leg and all of her advantage went with it. She pushed harder trying not to lose any of what she had gained.

Strong arms wrapped around her. She inhaled quickly, luckily her maw was shut and she did not make a gasping sound. She tried to focus, finding it more difficult as he surrounded her. He pushed back. Without her hold on his thigh there was no way she could simply overpower him in a shoving match. Quickly she started losing ground. She tried to step the side, maybe she could get them to roll and still end up on top.

Anatoliy Russo · 05-27-2010, 08:09 PM

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I'm bad at fighting rping >>

Forcing them both down, Anatoliy noticed that they were not falling properly. That was when he noticed she had moved to the side. They rolled as they fell, which only made the Russo wince as he felt the pressure in his ribs. It was almost like losing his breath, but he still managed to keep from being winded. He cursed at himself mentally for not noticing her own footwork when they both stopped rolling a little bit. He was on the bottom now.

So maybe she was good. He gave her that. But he was the one that got her down. She was out of his hold now though, and on top of him. She was dangerously close to pinning him down that he had to think fast. Anatoliy decided he had to try to roll out of it. The woman was on top of him, and he could probably pin her down fast if he managed to get on top of her and her legs. Anatoliy grunted as he pushed the woman's body to the side, attempting to throw her off so he could get on top of her.

Anann Kelevra · 05-27-2010, 09:34 PM

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pssh whatever <3

So far she had managed to hold her own. Though she couldn't be sure he was giving it all. But so far he had kept his word and at least kept thing interesting. He certainly wasn't just letting her whoop him. And despite the little slip up earlier she was enjoying herself and the match. She managed to force the roll as they fell, but would it be enough. She was thankful for the sand as they landed heavily on the ground, again.

Somehow she had managed to come out on top. She looked down at him grinning. Her tail a large waving plume behind her. She growled playfully. She was slow getting into position to effectively pin him. The delay cost her as Anatoliy twisted under her. Throwing her off him. She laughed and growled, she tried to get a hold on him, but seemed to only help drag the man over on top of her. She tried to find the leverage to keep them rolling.

Anatoliy Russo · 05-27-2010, 09:55 PM

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Anatoliy growled again as he felt her hands keep a hold on him, pulling him into her roll. She was trying hard to not be the one on the bottom. At least she managed to stay amused. He let out a laugh as they turned a bit, closing his eyes against any rogue sand that could have gotten into his eyes. They stopped. The Russo opened his eyes to see her on top of him again, keeping him down. Well, that was unexpected. He was sure they had rolled in a way that he could have been able to win out.

"I did not know you vere so good at zhis." He cocked his head at her, as best as he could considering his position. It was easy to say that she had won this round. Maybe he should try harder in the next one. Even though they were such a strange position, the Russian could not help but notice that Anann was still a woman on top of him. And she was pretty, he had to admit. Maybe that was why he let her win so easily. "I zhink you von."

Anann Kelevra · 05-28-2010, 12:07 AM

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At last they came to a stop, Anann finding herself still holding the top position. By this time she was basically laying on top of him. Not that she minded. She moved, her legs straddling him as she sat on his torso. Her hands placed firmly on his shoulders. A pin if she ever saw one. "You thought I was bluffing?" she teased, her nose inches from his as she looked down at him. "Won?" She frowned, well its was more of pout really. "But I have not counted to ten. You are giving up!" She tried to act upset with him, but her fanning tail just wouldn't play along.

She could help but see the prospects of their current position. She no longer pinned down his shoulders but she hadn't gotten up off of him either. One hand rested on his chest, the she used to prop herself up as she still leaned over him. "I had fun, thank you. I didn't think you would actually try." Oh, being this close she felt drawn to kiss him again. She leaned slightly more, her hand straighten and press against his chest. No. She stopped, catching herself. Thinking better of it. She had kissed him once. No matter what he had thought of it at the time, it was his turn now. She wasn't even sure if he saw her like that. Did he even want her affections. She got up, doing a quick dust off before offering him a hand up. She looked around for her horse, not see him immediately she whistled.

Anatoliy Russo · 05-28-2010, 12:20 AM

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this was cute, I gotta say

Anatoliy tittered a bit as she complained. "Vhat do you complain for? You von, so you von." And green grass was green. She should be glad he did not struggle more; he would have, but he did not think it was wise to upset a woman like this. If he was stronger, this was not the way to prove it. There were other things he could do to prove his strength; this was just a sort of practice for both of them. That was all. "But it vas good vork out, yes? I am feeling more fit zhen before." Anatoliy let her sit on him, hands lightly coming to rest on her legs without realizing.

Letting off a low laugh, the Russo shook his head as best as he could. "I did not zhink I vould have to." He really had not. Still, he did not realize where his hands were. "But I did." Anann began to rise, and Anatoliy let his hands return to the sand, propping himself up a bit on his elbows as she rose. When she offered her hand, he took it and rose up. Following her example, he dusted himself off a second time. "Maybe next time ve von't fight on zhe sand?" he asked, shaking his legs out to find cascades of sand falling. Why did this stuff get everywhere? Rem was missing, for some reason. Where had he gone? "I vonder vhere zhat horse vent."

Anann Kelevra · 05-28-2010, 03:20 PM

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yus yus <333 this was quite fun too =)

The mount of sand they both were shedding was ridiculous. She brushed off what she could and then shook herself. Sending the particles flying in every direction. Still she could feel it deep in her fur. "It was, I haven't had anyone to spar with in quite awhile." She said, trying to dig some very stubborn grains of sand from her ear. "And I think you're right, it might be best to avoid the sand next time." She said with a light laugh, the stuff was EVERYWHERE. She felt like she would never get it all dug out of her fur.

She really had enjoyed herself. Now that the match was over though it felt kinda awkward. She felt far more confused now than ever. When they had still been on the ground the moment had seemed serene. The touch of his hand resting on her thighs, the feel of his chest under her own hand. Perhaps it meant nothing. She gave her head a shake trying to clear it. The match had gotten them well past the three pace rule she lived by, though rather loosely. What now?

She was hardly concerned for her horse or where he had went. She had little doubt that he would show up shortly. She was actually glad he hadn't stuck around to watch them wrestle in the sand. She could only imagine the look she would have gotten from him for her little kiss earlier. "Ah, he goes were he wants. He'll show up soon enough." As if on cue, the dark stallion came trotting up the beach. "See, what I tell ya."

Anatoliy Russo · 05-28-2010, 06:15 PM

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we can get this archived I guess c:

Anatoliy chuckled as the horse appeared, summoned by his mistress. At least he was reliable, right? "Zhen I should leave you wizh your horse." Rem was certainly a sturdy companion for Anann to have, especially if they had somehow injured one another in the sparring match, though it felt as though all was well. "I'm sure zhere are ozher zhings you need doing," he said, really not about to be surprised if she did. While he himself did not have much to do, it felt like he needed a moment to compose himself and the thoughts that began to bubble to mind.

The thoughts were not bad, but he just felt that he needed to really figure everything out. He could not really do that with anyone near him and keeping his mind occupied. Maybe, later, he would chat with his father about it. Maybe. He did not know. Anatoliy was probably imagining it. Really. He probably was. Best to forget about it. Yes, that sounded about right to the Russo. He patted the woman on the shoulder. "Please call for me vhen you build your home, ya?" He was sure she would; he did promise.

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