A tiger's debut (open match)

Landed on his feet afterwards, and gasped a little when Delia raked her claws along his chest. He was expecting pain, and was a little surprised when he felt none. This in turn left him wide open as he realized she wasn't trying to scratch him, but would throw a pre-emptive attack, throwing a high kick backwards, trying to keep Delia from attacking from behind if she was planning on it.

Delia pranced gently backward, dodging the kick for the most part but the follow up of the blow grazing her belly and making her stumble.

"Striking a woman," she'd pretend to gasp, holding her belly and wincing in exaggerated pain. "You play rough," she'd pout, though a hint of mocking to it she was curious if he'd notice.

He frowned a little at her, turning to face her. "You asked to fight me, the object of a fight is to hit the opponent." He stated, then caught her tone afterwards. "Or are you playing at a joke?"

Delia arched an eyebrow and grinned wickedly. "Keen ears, kitten," she flattered. She'd waste little time in rushing for him, trying to get too close for a good blow and bumping her chest into him, a mild action before she'd fluidly roll around him, trying to hook her hands under his arms.

Ryuji braced himself as she darted forward, about to thrust his palm into her gut, but Delia got to him first, and the feeling of her breasts bumping into his chest caused him to pause for a moment, and he suddenly had his arms trapped by her.

"Gh! What the-" He started to struggle against her, trying to break free of her grapple.

Delia would press her body against his back, chuckling gently and nuzzling into his neck. "So I fight soft. Sue me. Though this fur can get in the way..."

Delia kept his arms tight as she slid her face into his neck, licking at it enticingly

"Gh... let... go.." He growled, struggling against her, but he calmed down a bit as she started to lick at his neck.

"Neh... wh... what are you doing??" He asked as he was trapped,, his struggling reducing to squirming as he fought with the woman.

"Don't tell me my big strong challenger is unfamiliar with... well, with 'that." She'd nip at his neck affectionately, slowly but firmly rubbing her breasts into his back. She hooked a leg around his thigh, letting the faintest heat of her sex reaching his backside. "I've got my own style of things, kitten," she purred.

Ryuji hissed as Delia nipped at his neck, and started to blush a little as she hooked her leg around his thigh. "Mhh... cut it out.." He growled, struggling a little harder now, trying to break free of her grasp.

Delia felt the man-beast's writhing increase, and knowing she didn't want to waste her energy holding back his superior strength, she released him with a playful giggle, dancing away backward.

"Tut tut. What sort of a man wouldn't appreciate that sort of embrace." She tapped her lower lip thoughtfully with one finger, then faked dawning struck her face. "Ohhhh... you're one of THOSE fellows, are you?" she said, making a puzzling hand gesture (something with a fist and flat palm) that she hoped implied homosexual.