Not a Fed

"I am not a fed."

Chun-Li heard her words leave her mouth and, to her surprise, they came out sounding as sincere as they needed to be. In the dim lights of the bar, the men flanking her made for two tense, shadowy figures that looked poised to strike any moment. She needed to assuage their fears, somehow.

"Aint much of a dress, but I bet she's got a wire."

Thankfully she had an ace up her sleeve for just that.

"I'm not even wearing underwear."

The two men paused and looked at each other, Chun-Li's tongue lashing out to moisten her lips as the music seemed to grow dim and distant. Time stretched and continued to pass, and neither made a sound.

Had she been too bold?

"... That so?"

She bristled, back arching as a sudden draft hit her considerable backside, the seams of her dress digging into her sides as the man to her left pulled, roughly, at the back of it - Chun-Li's eyes and the supple skin of her buttocks catching the rays of one of the many moving spotlights of the dance floor. She tried to ease down, only to have her chin caught by the one to her right, noting in her periphery how the front of his pants had already been undone.

"Wanna make this a public show, or come along with us to the back rooms?"

Mercilessly suppressing her inner exhibitionist in favor of the mission at hand, she felt a small smile curve her lips.

"Lead the way, boys."

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Wallpaper of the ever lovely Chun-Li, which I figured it was high time we saw again after such a long absence :)

Included two renders as I for the life of me couldn't decide on which of them, with their slight differences, was the best one.

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! Hoping to have more news on the comic in the very near future, and on Friday I'll have a post up pertaining to the Poll (make sure to vote!) and what that means for the future. Nothing major, so no need to worry :)

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH