Sexy predatrix: Peta Ophidaste vs Daigo Kimura

(Sorry for my own late post, i have noticed yours only now ^^
Now that his senses were fully aware again, after a brief numbness due to Peta's hypnotic skills, Daigo realized that he was in a very dangerous yet very seductive embrace.

Though he could not die from suffocation, he knew that she ould always squeeze him unconscious, so the 'young' samurai started to struggle in her coils.

"UNGHHH...!!" He could not prevent the sexy predatrix from vampire-kissing his neck though. The sharp sensation urged him to struggle more with a groan of slight pain, which would stimulate her coils as she could feel his muscles flex strongly within the cocoon of her tail. He knew that he needed to break free as soon as possible, especialy now that she was sucking his blood.

(( YEAH ONE MONTH. I HAVE NO EXCUSE. If you want Daigo to break out and the two to have more of a fight, you're welcome to do that. He'd probably just need to get rough and manhandle Peta a bit. If not, well, he can just stay right where he is and be a delicious little meal. " title="Wink" /> ))

Peta grunted audibly into her blood-sucking kiss, her coils squeezing tighter against the samurai's struggles, fighting against his strength in hopes of containing him. She pulled her fangs out of him, rearing her head back to catch her breath. Daigo's essence was... unique... vintage, almost intoxicating. She had lost her focus and her breath hungrily lapping at him. "Mmm... wonderful..." She grunted, now aware of how much strength she was expending to contain Daigo. The struggles excited her, especially given how fierce they were, how hard they were to contain. "Mmm, Kimuradaigo, do not fight it. Jussst let it happen..." She purred, though her hypnosis would likely have no effect on Daigo's now focused psyche.

In spite of the dangerous situation, Daigo could not help but shiver in embarassed enticement with each new sensual suction and each encoiling squeeze from the sexy predatrix. When she parted her lips from his neck, lapping and trying to coo hypnotically at him, the samurai was light headed and craved to really give into her beautiful trap... but he was on a journey, and you can never know what a weird and sexy snakegirl might decide to do with a helpless man.

"Mnnnn... s-sounds really swet to my ears... but i hate to pass out. People tend to do the strangest things to me, when i'm unconscious and they assume i'm DEAD!" . With that said, Daigo squirmed in her embrace, trying to set one of his arms free with a swift movement. If successful, his hand would suddenly clamp Peta's throat in a firm way. "Now... if you can let go of me...", he warned with a calm yet not reassuring voice.

Peta hissed loudly, her face twisting into a hardened, vicious snarl as Daigo struggled and eventually grabbed the lamia's neck. "Sss... Only asssume you are dead?" She hissed in a raspy voice, clutching at Daigo's hand with one hand and trying to sink her claws into his arm with the other. So distracted was she by this struggle that her coils around him would twitch and loosen around him. If Daigo was going to get a chance, this was the closest it would be. "Ss... more than asssssume with you, Kimuradaigo!" Peta would try to drive her hand in a palm strike toward Daigo's elbow, hoping to disrupt the samurai's grip on her throat.

Peta's maneuvre worked, but Daigo had now the chance to use both his arms to try and pry apart her coils, getting out of her enveloping embrace.

"Heh... you will find that i'm not that easy to kill..", he would smirk, while trying to sneak out of her grip, his chest glistening and heaving up and down, as he tried to catch his breathing.

Daigo would be able to free himself from Peta. The loss of her grip would cause Peta to recoil instinctively, slithering back from Daigo, putting a few feet between them, getting her tail away from her foe.

Raising her claws, she grinned viciously at Daigo, "You would not be the firsssst man who died claiming that." With that, she would bound forward in a fluid motion, aiming to swipe at the samurai's face with her claws and slither past him, hopefully before he could manage a counter-strike. Toying with and taking measure of her prey at the same time...

Daigo would smirk, ready to land a strong shoulder-tackle as a counter-attack as soon as Peta would throw at him.
The snake girl's movements were very hard to predict though, and eventually the skilled samurai had to just defend himself dodging Peta's claws, taking only a light scratch across his cheeks.

The sudden movement left Daigo's guard open though, as the young man had tripped onto Peta's tail, losing his balance, while the snake girl had slithered behind him.

Realizing his vulnerable position, Daigo would try to stand up and take distance as soon as possible, though Peta had probably different plans for him.

Peta felt the samurai stumble over her tail. With almost inhuman speed, Peta would spin around and snarl at the samurai, launching herself at him trying to tackle him back to the ground. If she could land it and then mount him, bracing herself atop him with her coils, Peta would attempt to slash at Daigo's face with her claws ruthlessly for several swift passes, her messy black hair dangling down, barely concealing wild eyes and a feral, hungry grin. She would then trying to plunge her claws into a thorny grip around and into Daigo's throat.

Daigo was seemingly at the sexy and furious predatrix mercy, hardly defending his face from Peta's claws, which earned a number of scratches to his arms and a few to his face in any case.
She might not be human, but Daigo hated to fight against a lady in any case, especially one so tauntingly gorgeous. Though, this particular gorgeous lady seemed to be committed in killing him. "...not that it's going to be an easy mission to accomplish", he thought himself not without a slight smirk.

"NNNNRGH....!". In any case, her claws digging in his throat while she was strangling was not a pleasurable feel indeed, nor it was the lack of oxygen in his lungs, which urged the ronin to react. One hand gripped Peta's wrist, squeezing hard in order to get her grip around his neck loose, while his other hand landed onto her side with a firm palm strike.

Focusing only on strangling her prey, Peta was caught off guard by the samurai's counter-attack. She hissed in pain as his grip tightened around her wrist. Her face curling in a vicious snarl, Peta would pull her other hand free, but before she could retaliate, Daigo's palm slammed into her side. "Egh!" The snake woman let out a grunt of pain as her human-like upper body was, for a brief instant, knocked aside by the blow. The jolt caused her lower body to shift, but it still lay across Daigo, an easy enough obstacle to escape, but Peta was going to recover quickly if Daigo did not capitalize on his advantage.