Drink or Die 2: Drink Harder (For Tatyina)

Upon hearing Duff's retort, Bonnie scrunched her nose for a moment before returning the scot's grin with a grin of her own, happy to have found what would appear to be good fight between herself and this stranger. Bonnie had quite a bit of frustation to vent out of her system, and brawling with Duffy seemed to be perfect way of doing just that.

But upon being called 'Lassie', Bonnie's grin faded before she spoke out to Duffy. "Man, Fuck that goddamn dog and his shitty movies!" Bonnie would excalim before quickly attempting to sidestep Duffy and avoid her charge. If that worked, Bonnie would attempt to use Duffy's momentum against her by trying to force the scot into the jukebox, reaching around toward Duffy's back from the side while trying to pull her into the jukebox, in order to collide into it.

Even if that worked, Bonnie would drunkenly trip and stumble over during her sidestep, falling on the rickety wooden floor of the bar.

Duffy really didn't understand what Bonnie was talking about but was too busy getting tossed into the jukebox to retort. She hit it with her shoulder, smirking as she plowed as hard as she could into it, just to spite the thing and its shitty music. She bounced off it and spun, seeing Bonnie trip and fall on the ground, she was heading down as well and thought it might be good to try and drive an elbow into the Texan to keep her down on the floor.

Upon having her shoulder slam down upon the loose wooden as she fell, Bonnie looked up to see her scottish opponent ram right into the jukebox, silencing instantly as the machine was mashed against the wall.

"Not the jukebox ya bagpipe playin ho'!" Bonnie would exclaim in a sudden fit as she shouted at Duffy from the floor before she swift elbow from Duffy came raining down upon her, driving directly into her abdomen. "Shit!" Bonnie would howl in pain after coughing up a bit. Her body caving down flat the floor as Duffy hit her.

Although a bit winded, Bonnie tried to retaliate by clutching Duffy's arm to hold her still while the texan tried to roll the two over, with Bonnie on top. If that worked, Bonnie would try to wrap both her hands around Duffy's choke and strangle her. Resorting to different and desperate tactics while in her slightly drunken rage. "I know ya hit tha' Jukebox on purpose, Ya Punk Bitch!!" Bonnie would shout to the scot in a fit of anger, mourning the silencing of her music.

Duffy grinned as she fell on top of Bonnie. "Fuckin right, cunt!" She said knowing it would rile up the Texan even more. But then she suddenly found herself on the bottom with Bonnie's fingers curled around her neck. She sputtered as her oxygen was cut off. "F..kin... c..nt..." She managed and clenched her fists. If Bonnie wanted to play it like that, Duffy could manage. That stupid Texan didn't know shit! Bonnie was taking the slow route. Duffy reached up with one hand and dug her fingers into Bonnie's tit and yanked it down with all her might, hoping to dig her nails right into he girl's nipple. Bonnie didn't know shit about hot to fight dirty it seemed. And Duffy wasn't finished even if that connected. She shot her other fist forward, hoping to lodge it into Bonnie's throat. Hopefully the tit torture would cause Bonnie to gasp, leaving the stupid bitch open for the next strike which would do in about one second what Bonnie was trying to do to Duff in about a minute's time.

Bonnie looked down at Duffy with a devious smirk as kept herself straddled on the scot and began strangling her, squeezing the girl's throat tightly, letting her fingers girp the windpipe of the mouthy scot. It was very rare to find Bonnie resorting to choking her opponents or any cheap and dirty tactics. She perferred a straight up fight, one on one, no cheap shots. Although she's had to deal with 'cheap-shots' in fights several times, she always fought using fair strikes, she didnt add any grapples to her arsenal until she got into wrestling. Despite all that, Bonnie was going against her personal set of rules as she gripped Duffy's neck with a tight grip. Perhaps it was just the alcohol in her, or a need to shut the mouth of this scot she had on the floor.

Bonnie saw Duffy to be quite the 'Shit-Talker' with all the remarks and insults she kept throwing around even as she was being strangled, this amused Bonnie a bit, most likely because she was now about to silence the mouthy scot right here and now. At least that's what Bonnie was hoping for until she felt a sudden sharp and jolting pain emitting from her left breast as Duffy's finger nails dig into her bosom before she yanked them down, scraping her nails down upon Bonnie's clothed nipple. "Ahhhhh!!! F-Fffuu-uuck!!!" Bonnie would cry out in pain as small bit of tears formed around the corners of her eyes.

She instantly released her right hand from Duffy's throat to cup her aching breast, but just as she did this, Bonnie would be nailed by a swift punch to her throat, emitting a gagging sound as Duffy drove her fist into the texan's throat, her eyes growing wide as her head snapped foreward while he body jolted backwards. "*Ack!*" She gagged out as she was swiftly knocked off of Duffy, falling to the rickity wooden floor with a hollow thud, weezing on the floor as she clutched her throat, gasping for air.

Duffy helped Bonnie to the ground with a shove of her own. She sat up and panted a bit, catching her breath as she looked over at the wheezing Texan. She grinned and spun herself around. She would try and grab Bonnie's legs and spread them. If she could, she would push forward and press her knee into Bonnie's ground and lean forward to try and put pressure on the girl and grab her collar. "Yer a bonnie lass, mate." She said with a grin as she would sort of slip and lean closer so their faces were inches away. "And ye ain't too bad wi yer dobs but I can fight dirtier an any cunt you throw at me." She said with a grin. "So go on an toss another one of those mitts an A'll make sure yer pissin standin up fer a week." Duffy would then try and bring her hand up and pat Bonnie's cheek gently. Pushing forward so their breasts gently scraped together. "Otherwise, buy me a fuckin round." She would then lean in and kiss Bonnie on the lips. No tongue and probably barely aware of the action herself, but still. All this fighting and boozing and rolling around with this cute girl ws getting her a little hot.

After Bonnie fell to the wooden floor that she had gasped and wheezed her lungs out on, she would find her legs being spread out rather easily by Duffy before she winced a bit at the tension of Duffy's knee pressing into her before being hauled up by her collar, looking on toward Duffy with a slightly pained expression on her face.

"*Cough* B-Bonnie Lass...? No, fool... Im Bonnie Gastin..." Bonnie would mutter to Duff in a very raspy voice, not understanding Duffy's speech very well, along with assuming that Duff knew her first name and misheard her last name.

As Duffy leaned forth towards Bonnie, she might be able to see that the texan girl's cheeks flushed red. Whether this was because Duffy got so close to her or the several drinks she had earlier was unknown, but perhaps it was little bit of both.

"...I barely understand a goddamn thing you saying, Braveheart. You're right about bein' a cheap shottin' cunt, though. Bonnie would respond to Duffy's words, her voice still a bit raspy, but her throat wasn't acheing that much anymore.

Bonnie grew silent and bit more red under the cheeks as she felt Duffy's hand upon her cheek, tensing up a bit as she felt the scot's breasts against her own. prompting Bonnie to look up at Duffy with a slightly nervous stare, she wasn't expect this from someone she was just fighting with 3 minutes ago but the faint aroma of alcohol that Bonnie could smell off Duffy's breath was very inviting to her.

Her eyes would grow wide as she felt the scot's lips press against her own. While Bonnie actually enjoyed the soft touch of the scot's kiss, Bonnie began to wonder just what the hell was up with this girl. She honesttly thought about punching her out right here. But while spoil a good thing she thought, even though she felt something was missing.

Bonnie put her hands on Duffy's shoulders and tried to push her head back and break the kiss, looking back at the scot with a slight glare. "That ain't how ya kiss, ya cunt!" Bonnie would exclaim before trying to get one hand around the back of Duffy's head to grip her hair before she tried to pull the scot back down into her own liplock, with Bonnie turning her head a bit as she pulled the scot back in, letting her tounge slide out to enter Duffy's mouth and tangle with her's, lapping gently around it.

Duffy was in heaven at the moment. We;;, as in Heaven as one could get in a Texas themed bar in the middle of Japan. Some good ale in her belly. A good fight and a hot babe. It was tits as far as the Scot was concerned. She pulled away from the kiss, hoping that the girl was of similar ilk. That didn't matter. She'd come across a few girls who didn't swing that way in her day and it usually just meant that they would go right back to fighting.

"Why dun ye give me a lesson then." Duffy cooed until her hair was grabbed. She gasped slightly but knew what was coming and pressed hard into Bonnie's lips. She wrestled with Bonnie's tongue just as fiercely, not concerned with keeping the kiss orderly. Her knee slid down off of Bonnie's groin and her thigh instead began to rub along it. He hand came down and she maneuvered it so that her fingers dug into Bonnie's tit and she began to massage and knead it. As far as Duff was concerned, the two could go at it right there and there's be no problem.

Bonnie had to admit. She honestly didn't expect herself to be making out with this random chick who she just got done fighting in the bar, but she couldnt help but just love the soft touch of Duffy's lips against her own while thier tounges tangled around with one another in a rather sloppy manner, which Bonnie enjoyed quite a bit as she kept her hand on the back of Duff's head to press the scot's lips against her even more as she released a soft moan within Duffy's mouth. Feeling the scot begin to rub her thigh against Bonnie's jean covered crotch, which the texan returned with a motion of her own as the two began to grind against one another, cooing softly as she felt Duff's fingers massage her breast, breaking the kiss for a moment to look at Duff with a very sultry stare.

"Damn Connery! Where the hell you been all my life? Sure know how to make a girl feel real good, real quick!" Bonnie would say as she brought her free hand around Duffy's waist before giving her ass a firm squeeze, winking as she did so before pulling Duffy back in for a third liplock. Bonnie didn't know what this girl's name was or anything else about her, other than being a hot scottish lass who knew how to work her tounge. It had been a while since Bonnie got or had someone get frisky with her, and while she often picky about who she got intimate with. Duffy, however was a surprise wildcard from out of nowhere.

After keeping up their liplock for a good while, Bonnie tried to part her lips from Duffy once more, leaving a trail of saliva to form between their lips as they parted, before Bonnie attempted to roll herself and Duffy over, but with Bonnie on top. If successful, Bonnie would lean herself foreward to press her jean covered mound against Duffy's crotch, looking down at her with a rather sly grin.

"Got yourself a name, stranger?" Bonnie would ask, still grinning as brought her head down just above Duffy's and pressed her chest up against her's, squashing her breasts down upon her own she looked down at Duffy with a lust filled gaze while biting the corner of her lip, bringing her hand up to place her palm softly upon the cheek of the scot while her other hand massaged her right thigh.

Duffy let a soft panting moan escape as she felt her own crotch rubbed on. "Fuckin right." She mused as they continued to lock lips. "A Fuck like A fight too, cunt." She whispered the last bit with a grin, using it as a term of endearment for Bonnie as she pushed herself forward to let their breasts push together.

Duff felt Bonnie pushing off of her and trying to roll her onto her back. The fight was over and the love making was beginning, even if it was on the dirty bar floor. She didn't resist. She wanted to know how Bonnie held herself on top.

Duffy grinned as she looked up at Bonnie. One hand rode the back of Bonnie's thigh and ass moving up and down and squeezing it as she moved."Duffy... Duffy MacBain, lassie." She said. Her other hand entwined into Bonnie's hair and grabbed the girl and pulled her into a deep kiss.