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With her hit having landed, the pair crashed to the ground. Noirs thick legs wrapped around her would keep the silver spattered woman from getting too banged up with the jolting landing. Teeth hit their mark, jaws biting down to secure her victory. And what a victory it was. During their descent to the ground, Fel's teeth had popped through flesh here and there and she tasted the rich tang of his blood on her tongue.

With Fel on top and Noir on his back, the woman released her hold upon him. Sitting upright, still entirely on top of him, the red-eyes of the victor glittered down as she searched the face of her defeated opponent. "Looks like I win." Fel lay her body flat atop his, enjoying the rise and fall of his wide rib cage. "I suppose I could give you a prize for second place though. I'm very kind, after all." She couldn't help but tease him. He looked so nice spread out beneath her.