(Weapons of seduction)
"A weapon is a tool with a purpose. Be the craftsman of such tool and master its qualities." Tiger said as she twirled the Bo staff in front of him. His medium frame cautiously paced back and forth across the mat.
Little Dragon countered his every move. Tiger went one way; Little Dragon would go the other. Circling each other in the center of the Dojo. They squared off on the mat with playful jests. Each spinning their Bo staff with speed and swirls.
The studio was empty except for Tiger and Dragon. Once again in the Dojo practicing after hours. A storm was raging outside and Tiger and Dee decided to wait till a break in the storm before driving on the roads.
"Dragon toys with the Tiger." She said with a slight giggle. Little Dragon lashed out at him but Tiger blocked her strike and twisted and spinning into her. Grabbing her and held her with the Bo staff. The cool feel of its hard wood lay across Little Dragons shoulder and chest. Tiger leaned in and nipped at her ear playfully with his lips. Then rolled away from her releasing the Boβs hold.
"The Tiger tastes the Dragon." Tiger said then spun the long wooden rod with grace and speed. Little Dragon slowly picked up her Bo and began twirling in a butterfly fashion. The two taunted each other with steps forward then retracting. Swinging their Bos at each other's, making the sound of clashing wood. Taking turns striking and blocking.
Little Dragon swung forward and Tiger reached quickly and pulled her Gi's string. Little Dragon pulled back in a ready stance but Tiger was already whipping his Bo to her shoulder and pushing her Gi top back. Then spinning around to the other side and the Bo pressed the Gi's cloth backwards. Little dragon stood there in her sports bra. While she struggled to free her arms from the binding top.
Tiger leaped quickly in and pecked a kiss on Dragon's lips then spun her as he removed her Gi top. Little Dragon twisted in a spin then glared at Tiger who was laughing slightly. He lay her Gi top on a nearby chair.
"Oh the Tiger is cunning." Little Dragon had a serious tone in her voice. Then began twisting the long wooden pole. Her sports bra held tight to her sexy frame and perky breast. Her ponytail whipped with her head's quick darts. "But the Dragon has wisdom." She said smiling.
Little Dragon cautiously stepped closer to Tiger. Like a prowling cat with each step. Slowly she paced back and forth twirling her Bo faster and faster. A few clashing strikes and blocks came before Little Dragon brave a tuck and roll and rolled right up to Tiger and pulled his pants down. Laughing she rolled back away then coming up into a stance.
"The pant of the Tiger is no more." Dragon said laughing. Tiger chuckled as he stepped out of his Gi bottom. He picked them up and walked over and set it on a chair. Then walking to the wall where the Bos were and put his away. Looking back at Little Dragon with a devilish grin he pulled from the wall a pair of nunchucku. Little Dragon's eyes lit up. Tiger began spinning them rapidly over his shoulder and between his legs. Back and forth with velocity and timing.
"You look funny without your pants and your top still on." Little Dragon giggled.
A bright flash of light came through the covered window. Both Tiger and Dragon glanced at the bright light when the sound of crashing thunder rang out from the storm's intensity. The lights flickered then went out. The darkness took hold quickly with a small lightening flash then total darkness.
"Tiger." Little Dragon called out in a low tone.
The sound of the spinning nunchucks let her know where he was. The whipping back and forth sound was moving. She twisted in that direction with her Bo staff poised. A light flickered through the blinds from a distant lightening. Dragon heard something then felt the yank of her bottom's as they were pulled to the floor. Then hearing his scamper back away from her. She lashed out with a playful probe with the Bo, but didn't hit anything.
"The Tiger prowls in the dark?" Dragon said stepping out of her pant's and keeping her Bo set. The cool air felt good on her bare legs. She slowly stepped towards the office silent as a deer. Taking a step and listening with tilted head to allow the ears to be her eyes.
Little Dragon stepped in to a wall. She could only estimate that she was close to the office door. Feeling along the wall for the light switch. Her hand roamed the smooth surface searching for a familiar feel.