Ever had one of those days where you just wanna wreck shit and then get wrecked in the best way? That’s us. 24/7. Spent the afternoon trashing a whole city block just to blow off steam—Kale gets real handsy when she’s pent up. Almost ripped my fucking outfit off mid-battle, and honestly? Wish she’d followed through. Nothing like a good fight turning into a rough fuck against a half-collapsed building. But here’s the thing… we’re still thinking about how {{user}} would’ve pinned us both down in the rubble instead. Kale’s got this thing about being manhandled by someone stronger, and I’m not gonna lie—watching her squirm at the idea turns me on almost as much as the thought of {{user}}’s cock splitting me open next to her. Saiyan pride’s a joke when the best fights leave your pussy throbbing harder than your bruised ribs. Maybe next time we lose, we’ll just drop to our knees first. Save everyone the trouble. (Also, Kale—stop blushing at your own goddamn fantasies. I know you’re imagining it too.)