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Pride	By : AkikazeGou Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 15715 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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FOREPLAY
But first she'd have to get over the fact that she was about to have sex with Ryu. Or, hell, that she was going to have sex today at all. She couldn't say she was exactly experienced at the whole sex-thing, really. She'd . . . done it . . . a few times, over the years. Once when she was young, with a boy she knew (who was not Ryu). A couple times with men she'd dated for a while, usually men her work-friends had set her up with. The sex had been . . . nice , she guessed. But it had mostly been for their pleasure, not hers. There had been a lot of foreplay, and that had been kind of fun. It had also been kind of necessary. This was the first time she'd found herself wet without being prepped. Unless the whole chase-the-dick thing had been foreplay, which she supposed it was, but it hadn't been the kind of gentle, loving foreplay she was used to, with the cuddling, and the kissing, and the fingers fingering her down there until her juices started flowing. She'd just frotted against his leg a bit, and she'd been the one doing the fingering (or palming) down there. Not that he hadn't been totally hard already anyway. Because he had been.
She had a decision to make, though. He was hard. She was wet. Should she go for foreplay anyway? It wasn't needed, sure, but just going from grappling against the wall to full penetration without anything in between seemed kind of dirty.
Then she caught herself.
Hell, this whole thing was dirty. She'd just spent ten minutes chasing Ryu around his dojo grabbing for his dick. A little cuddling on the mat wasn't going to change that. And besides, she could feel his dick pulse beneath her, through the workout wear. She didn't feel like waiting.
Nor did Ryu, apparently. Or kind of. His hands were massaging the tops of her thighs, and his eyes were locked on her breasts. And his dick was rubbing against her down there. Every so often, he'd pause, and make as though to move his hands to her breasts -- clearly, he wanted nothing more than to maul them -- but something, probably the same something that had kept him guiltily hiding his erection, kept him from it.
"Oh, you want to feel my breasts?" Her very large breasts. She pushed them together, to emphasize them. Usually they were a little annoying, because of the way they flopped around, even in a sports bra, whenever she did anything, but she was pretty pleased with the way they were performing now.
Ryu did not answer. Evidently, he found it kind of awkward to say, "Yes, Chun Li, I'd like very much to feel your breasts." Because serious martial artists just don't say things like that.
Chun Li resolved to make him say it. In fact, she was going to make him beg every step of the way, if she could.
"Say, 'Yes, Chun Li, I'd like very much to feel your breasts.'"
Ryu frowned. She smiled.
"Oh, too hard for you? So, so sorry." She let herself down over him, so that just the tips of her nipples touched his pectorals. He quivered under her, and she felt herself shiver in response. "You sure you can't say that?" He arched up under her, and for a moment, they were squashed together, chest to chest, then she lifted herself up. "I'm waaiitiing ," she drawled.
"Ch- " he began. Then looked away.
He's going to say it! she thought. This is great!
"Chun Li, I'd l- . . . like very much . . . "
"Yeesss?"
He stopped to glare at her. She closed her eyes and smiled beatifically. Then stiffened, as she felt his arms clamp around her, and his lips close on her own. Her eyes flew open in surprise, and she tried to pull back. But only for a moment. Ryu's lips were on her own, but that was the whole extent of it. He might , she decided, just might have had sex before. Maybe. But she was willing to bet that she had loads more experience with kissing than he had. So she slipped him some tongue. He reacted with shock, as she'd expected, then started swirling his tongue around hers.
Well shit, she thought. This is basically foreplay right here.
She gripped his lower body with her legs and started to rub against his erection. He bucked against her in turn, and she broke free of his grasp and sat up, putting her whole weight down on his cock. For a moment, Ryu tried to sit up with her, but she forced him down with one hand. With the other, she started working her clothes off. She could just rip a hole in the groin, she supposed, but she kind of liked her little suit, and didn't want to have to go buy another. If Ryu had been . . . normal . . . she'd have gone ahead and ripped the hole -- she was hot for this in a way she really hadn't expected -- and made him pay for a replacement, but he probably didn't have enough cash on hand to pay for it anyway. Hell, Masters was probably paying the property taxes on this dojo. But she didn't really want to go up to Ken and ask for reimbursement on some tights she'd ruined while fucking Ryu. That would be awkward.
So, with a twinge of regret, she stood up to strip. Eww. Totally drenched -- that was going in the washer as soon as she got to a place with washing machines. Ryu tried to sit up again, so she knocked him down with one foot. His belt had come undone at some point, and his gi was practically falling off him. It wasn't fair for him to have clothes when she was naked, so she whisked his pants off and promptly sat down again on his dick. Only this time, it was flesh on flesh, and she felt little butterflies in her stomach. She'd gotten a good look at him while she was taking her clothes off and damned if he wasn't even bigger than she'd thought at first. It was kind of intimidating.
But Ryu wasn't going to be begging for mercy if she begged off getting him inside her first, so she rubbed against him a few times and asked: "You ready, Ryu?"
He grunted in the affirmative. He was back to the old impassivity. His dick was hard as rock underneath her, so she knew he was excited, but he was pretending indifference again. It kind of pissed her off.
"Beg," she said.
That surprised him. "?" he asked, with an inquisitive grunt.
"You heard me. Beg."
He was frozen, like he didn't know what to do. She ran her crotch over him once, twice, very slowly, then clenched her thighs together. He bucked under her.
"Beg for it."
With an inarticulate cry, he grabbed her waist and jerked her off balance, and for a terrifying moment, she felt the head of his cock rub by the lips of her vagina, but she prised his hands off and slammed them down onto the mat.
"Naughty boy," she drawled. "If you don't beg, you're not getting any. You going to beg?"
His body went limp under her, and she felt a thrill of victory. "Chun Li," he said, haltingly. She grinned. "Let me --"
"Whaaat?" she trilled.
And then he almost threw her off him. His hands twirled around her own, slipping out of her grip, and dove, unerringly for her crotch and her breasts. She blocked them, and for a minute, they struggled against each other, until she managed to pin him down again.
"Do that again, and you won't be getting any," she hissed. This is so wrong, but I'm loving it she thought. Crap, maybe I'm some kind of closet SM fetishist.
Ryu shuddered, briefly, as though he were fighting himself. Well, fighting for some self control. Then he said, "You want it just as much as I do."
"Ohhh? What's this? Ryu admits he wants something?"
Glare.
"Didn't the Buddha teach you that desire is the root of suffering?"
Glare.
"Now, what could the great Ryu possibly desire , hmm?"
He continued to glare at her, so she gave another humming "hmmm?" and pressed her crotch down on him. Damn, but she felt like she was gushing there. If he didn't give in soon, she didn't know what she would do. But that erection looked pretty painful. She clenched her thighs a couple times for emphasis.
"Let me get in you," he ground out.
"Oh? What do you mean?" Rub and clench.
He clenched his teeth together -- she could actually see the muscles quivering in his jaw -- and tried to ignore her. But she knew she'd already won. She licked his lips, ever so lightly -- something she could never have imagined herself doing -- and he gave a shuddering gasp in response.
"Sex, Chun Li," he hissed. "I want to fuck you."
Something she'd never imagined him actually saying. Even back when they'd first met, when she'd been having erotic fantasies about him, Ryu had always been pretty much mute, maybe a manfully suppressed cry when he came, but never actually saying he wanted to fuck her. Wow! This was going to go to her head.
"Good boy," she said. And she was going to leave it at that, and start working that gigantic schlong into her, but she felt she needed to grind him down a bit more. Rub his nose in her little victory. So she added a smirking "See if you can hold it until I come."
She laid hold of his massive cock again and pushed the head up against her nether lips. As the tip touched home, she felt a thrum of anticipation, deep in her belly.
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