A Brawl is Surely Brewing

Scene 1: Pre-game Jitters

The movie's screen flickers, showing a Title Card with the above title written in fancy cursive. This fades away, the scene now open to a currently inaudible dialogue between Cala Maria and Mugman, and it slowly becomes more audible. "I-I'm just saying, i-it's a c-cute bra," Mugman stuttered, continuing an unheard conversation as the movie continues to flicker. Cala Maria blushed, flattered by his comment. "Aw, thanks. I thought so too," she said, putting a finger between her strap and her skin as she readjusted it. It had started chafing something furious, and her back was starting to turn red around the area where the strap had been continuously rubbing throughout the week. Mugman sweated nervously, seeing her breasts jiggle as she repositioned her bra, and averted his eyes. With a rather loud "SNAP!", she successfully replaced it into a comfortable position, and Mugman lifted his eyes back up to her. She giggled slightly, noticing his blush as he turned around, and asked him "Was that awkward? You seemed embarrassed." He moved his head to face her, but just couldn't bring himself to do it. "I-I don't want t-to o-o-overstep my b-boundaries," he admitted, looking away to try and not make eye contact, "T-they're very n-nice t-though." Laughing, she grabbed near the front of her bra, pulling up and letting go of it, and let her breasts bounce as she said "You think so?" He looked back in time to see them bounce, making Mugman grow even more nervous. He was almost certain he had seen a slight titty when they had bounced out of her bra, which caused his head to start overflowing with the weird liquid in it. It spilled out on both of them, causing a stream of apologies to exit his mouth as it slid down her chest. "Shhh-shhhhhhh," Cala Maria shushed him, petting his mug head as she held him close, "You're ok." They snuggled for a bit, Cala Maria letting him rest his head on her bosom as she continued to pet him lightly. His head klunked against her clam bra, and he grew a whole new shade of red as he felt her hand press his shirt against his skin from neck to lower back, being repeated as she continued talking. "Did you see more than you bargained for?" "Y-yeah. I-I-I'm sorry. Whe-whenever I get aroused I-I-I o-o-overflow." "Well, I think it's something cute about you, cause then I know how to easily pleasure you~" she giggled, then laughed in a joking manner. "O-o-oh," he chuckled with her, though his were slightly forced as his eyes wandered down to her chest. They stayed glued there, Mugman finding himself unable to take his eyes off her bra. "B-but I w-w-wouldn't mind se-se-seeing the wh-whole th-thing," he stated, his porcelain face growing red yet again in embarrassment as she responded with an "Oh?~" in surprise. Cala Maria's eyes had widened after hearing Mugman's abrupt and straightforward response, surprised by his courage to admit something. Luckily for both of them, this would be how the gears started turning. She held him out in front of her, just staring at him, then brought him back into her chest. "Sure... for a kiss?~" she thought about, and decided on, saying after a couple more minutes of silent cuddle time. Mugman smiled, and softly, but firmly, grabbed her cheeks, pulling her face closer to his. "Fair trade~" he chuckled, pulling her in the rest of the way and kissing Cala Maria on the lips. She returned it, smiling as she did so. They sighed happily, holding each other's heads in each other's hands their lips continued connecting. Mugman moved his hands, gliding them down from her face to her bra. He did the same thing she had done at the beginning of this movie/fanfic, pulling her strap way back. However, he never gauged the distance, nor how strong the bra was. Pulling it too far by accident, he snapped the bra's strap, and it immediately fell do to it not having anything holding it up. She reflexively moved her hands in front of her breasts, blocking them with her forearms as Mugman started apologizing again. "S-shit! I-I-I'm sorry, I d-d-didn't mean to b-break it," he said, moving away from her face to search the ground for her bra. Grabbing the stringed clams, he brought them up, feeling extremely bad about breaking her only one. "S-sorry again, i-i-it must be ha-hard for y-y-you to f-find these." Cala Maria, as you'd expect, was slightly pissed he had broken them, saying "Well, you didn't need to get that far ahead of it, Muggy." She still had her arms covering her tits, now wondering whether or not to go through with the deal as he scrambled to try and repair the bra. His hands fumbled nervously, unable to tie a knot in it as he sweated uncontrollably. "I-I-I-I t-think I a-a-almost got it," he stuttered, making it worse. He put the strings together, tying them up into a loose knot and pulling it, causing it to untie. He found himself unable to even tie a simple square knot. Left over left... no wait, right over left, and then right over left? Shit. "I-I'm sorry, I-I'll g-get it. I-I-I a-almost got it." Her hands came into his eye sight, helping his hands tie a better knot to connect the straps. "T-thanks," he stuttered as she successfully strengthened the tie, then stopped. Wait, weren't her hands covering her body? Looking up slowly, his eyes slowly uncovered more and more of her body, eventually leading up to the big reveal. "Whoa..." was all he could mutter as he focused on her chest. This revelation was short lived, as Cala Maria put her bra back on after choosing to not grace him with the view because he had broken the strap. "No, w-wait!" Mugman exclaimed, hurrying to drop down onto his knees into a begging position. "P-Please? I-I'm really s-sorry," he said, holding his hands together and shaking them, "I-I-I didn't m-mean to!" "It still happened, Muggy," she said, a sly smile forming on her mouth as she toyed with him. Her eyes were doing a quick scan of his body before suddenly noticing a very interesting shape in his pants. Wow he's already hard, she noted, and her smile grew wider. I guess I'll have to help him the rest of the way~. She looked back to his face, wondering if he had seen her own curious glances. Mugman didn't notice any of this, still on his knees as he grew more and more anxious. What if this was my only chance? he thought, making him even more worried that he had messed up his big shot. "B-bu-bu-but," he stuttered desperately, looking into her eyes as he continued asking. "P-Please? I-I-I'll..." he trailed off, trying to think of something to trade in for just one more glimpse. His eyes wandered down to her bra, trying his best to undress her with his eyes as he grew hopeless. She peered down at him again, moving her head into his eyesight quickly. He flinched slightly in surprise, and Cala Maria suppressed a laugh. His boner, alerted for wait it felt was a false alarm, slowly receded back as he continued his begging. She noticed this with alarm, and quickly decided to make her move on him. Regaining her sly smile, she gave his cheek the softest of pets, an ephemeral feeling of her skin against his. "Well, I do have something you could do for me," she said, then moved in closer to him, sliding beside him. He noticed this, and was already sweating as she pushed her body against his. The recently ephemeral feeling of their skin touching was now drawn out a whole lot longer, their body warmth being transferred to one another as she pushed against him. Cala Maria almost commented on how cold his skin felt against hers, but was already in the middle of her move, so she decided to just say her next line. "Or more..." she lightly placed a hand on his chest, and slowly trailed it down to his crotch before beginning to rub his pants gently, "...something I could do for you~." Mugman moaned slightly from pleasure and surprise, feeling her fingers wrapping around his now regrowing bulge. It quickly sprang back up, setting off alarms in his brain as his train of thought crashed, killing 200 on board. It also drew a blank, and he was unable to come up with something to respond with at first. He let out a soft "Mmmm~" as he sighed, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes. His brain started working again, and provided a response: "S-sounds like a d-deal."