We recount the following in slow motion for the esteemed reader's enjoyment.
On one hand, Ly Ly began with an intended wrist lock, in order to force Lazarus to loosen his grip on the Blueprint.
Lazarus saw the wrist lock coming, and prepared a counter-wrist lock reversal which would end in him pinning her to the ground.
At the same time, Ly Ly's other hand swept into Lazarus' pocket, in order to potentially block his c***-
-ing of his gun, in case Lazarus was preparing to shoot a fast one!
Lazarus had enough presence of mind to grasp the hilt of his pistol...
But not before Ly Ly had also grasped hold!!!
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The audience gasped.
"W-What exactly did Ly Ly grasp hold of?" As usual, Ino Sainte asked curiously from the audience...
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And so, Ly Ly applied the wrist lock, and Lazarus countered with his wrist-lock reversal, sending them tumbling in the heavy duty hammock....
And yet, Ly Ly immediately knew that Lazarus would likely counter with a wrist lock reversal and so before Lazarus was able to pin her down to the hessian hemp, she arched her back and kicked off the hammock with her legs to reverse the momentum, adding a rotational spin that resulted in her coming over on top as they fell!
At the same time, in Lazarus' pocket, they exchanged an... intricate series of fluid, ninja-esque grabs, counter grabs, locks, counter-locks, alongside variations and mixups of the above, resulting in the butt of the pistol being deftly grabbed, smacked, slapped, and tickled numerous times in an instant, before the pistol, unable to handle the stimulation, sprung out of both Lazarus and Ly Ly's grasp, flying out of his well-worn-in pocket in his pants and clattering harmlessly across the Convenience Store floor!!!
*Shoot!!!*
Ly Ly was now straddling the laidback Lotus legend, and now had Lazarus right where she wanted him...
She began to utilise her usual Dark Rizzard Arts, locking him down with her legs and grinding her hips, wanting to knock him out with the stimulation, and then, when he, literally, lost control... in varying ways, the Blueprint would finally be hers!!!
Lazarus was an expert marksman, but Ly Ly had reversed his strength against him - under no circumstances could he shoot his shot…
That said, Lazarus wasn't going down that easily. He had been laidback, storing up his potential energy, for this moment!!!
Although his pistol was no longer in reach, he knew full well that it wasn't the gun, but the man - and more importantly, the fingers that controlled the gun - which were his true weapons!!!
That's right... you'd heard of the Man with the Golden Gun... but who needed a Golden Gun... when you could have Golden Fingers...?!?!
And so, as Ly Ly pinned him down to his hammock, grinding Lazarus down (or was it up...?!), Lazarus immediately countered with his fingers dextrously and skillfully smouldering on Ly Ly's most sensitive places... (the exact locations which cannot be mentioned due to this novel striving to maintain its PG rating...)
(However, for the correct number of Powerstones... ✨)
Ly Ly grit her teeth as the sensual stimulation skyrocketed, but her pride meant that she refused to back down...
"Hnnnnnnngggggghhhh!!!!!!!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahahhhhhh!!!!!!"
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!"
*Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!"
*Gasping*
*Shrieking*
Ly Ly's eyes were rolled back and she was convulsing involuntarily from Lazarus' Golden Finger Technique, but Lazarus was also foaming and frothing, despite his laidback training, Ly Ly had lit up his length again and again, and they were both soaked, spent, and shaking from their exertions. Lazarus had managed to stimulate her to climax the same number of times that she had made him 'shoot', and they both could only watch on helplessly, as they simultaneously ran out of steam (and other liquids)...
Ly Ly slumped limply onto his chest and lolled and rolled to one side, spent from the overstimulation...
Lazarus was struggling to secure the Blueprint, but he was also completely worn out, and at his limit... the candle - now extinguished - wasn't the only thing that was now a mere 'stub' of its former glory...
As they both passed out, Lazarus' arm slackened, and he loosened his grip on the EVP Blueprint... which floated, ever so slowly but surely, to the ground...!!!!