She watched her every movement precisely, noticed the increasing breath that grew fiercer… proceeded to gasping. Gasping for air herself, her eyes took to the road, speculative, swallowing every single fibre of her body… hungry for every emotion. The more impetuous her own movements got the stormier was the respond. Everything she saw was eagerly memorized in her mind… the delicate veins on her hands leading from her wrist to the knuckles, pumping more and more blood, the more convulsively her fingernails dug into her palm, in order to resist her hurry; the tensed muscles on her arms… the legs… the way the sinews contracted and became loose again… covered with sweat that clung everywhere to her and glid down her tempting body to deeply hidden areas… The gasping got louder and she couldn't suppress a low groan when she saw the animal look that was focused on her, provocative and demanding for more. She noticed how her abdomen contracted and that she herself was just before her climax, but she didn't want to give in, yet, but to expand this feeling of dominance. She stepped up the pace and continued keeping a careful watch on her playmate, the way she squirmed in ecstasy under every further motion and her condition dragging on immensely only to resist her partner. Bodies bathed in sweat and muscles sore, they were driving each other into the highest levels of capacity… till evantually, a last breath let her sank down with triumphant outcry. Her mate equalled her, absolutely overwhelmed by the happening and supported herself weakly with her hands.
After a brief while, when she found her composure again, she looked into the shining and lustrous eyes of her opponent, as Natsuki radiantly exclaimed:
"I won! My point this time!"
And hopped, tennis racket in her hand, like a little kid cheerfully over the field, while Nao could only roll her eyes…
