Rising Star, Part Fifteen

{Akari}

You ever see someone so hot you wanna fight them AND fuck them? Maybe not, but that's basically this whole situation right now.

Like, my dick's confused but it's definitely paying attention.

We charge at each other like two bulls, my blue magic crackling against her crimson. The first clash nearly blows my skirt clean off but, much to the audience's disappointment, I don't have a second wardrobe malfunction. 

[... Though let's be real, after that sex tape? Probably wouldn't hurt my reputation.]

She follows up instantly, not giving me time to appreciate how good she looks throwing spells around. A barrage of crimson blasts comes at me like machine gun fire, each one humming with enough power to probably turn my tits into toast.

I dodge and weave. She smirks as she watches me. 

"Nice footwork!" She calls out, launching another wave. "Most people just try to tank my hits!"