Just Relax... [Sophia Wolfe & Florence Timmons]

[thesteedman]

Perhaps warning Flo about what she intended to do was not the best course of action. The moment she did so, did those deadly legs of hers suddenly begin to tighten. Sophia was unable to prevent herself from moaning as she felt the grip corkscrew tighter, with that dangerous body triangle sinking deeper against her slender waist. Her bare stomach tensed up, whilst she gripped at Flo's powerful thighs instinctively to try and push herself free. Sophia was an incredibly strong woman, especially for a middleweight. She was known to be able to slam a heavyweight when needs must, holding a deceptive amount of strength. Even then however, her arms could not match Flo's legs. Pushing heralded no results, and when sense did begin to manifest through the constricting pain, any effort to unhook Flo's leg from her bare ankle was met with a deeper squeeze.

It allowed Flo to reposition herself, bringing Sophia in, pulling her deeper to the center of the bed and alas, deeper into the serpents den. Whatever chance Sophia had at making use of any element of surprise was squeezed from her alluring figure. If it had been a wrestling ring, Sophia might have been able to hoist and lift Flo upwards. A quick slam was always a good call for a way out of a hold such as this... but the bed made everything uneven. Where Sophia tried to press down, Flo was quick to shift and manipulate, keeping her off balance, keeping her grounded and keeping her body deep between her bare legs. Despite this, Sophia was not giving up... and Flo seemingly detected this. As the German scarred beauty looked to position herself, Flo would quash any hopes when she shifted herself, mounting up to sit upon Sophia's hips, forcing her onto her back.

The body scissors was still very much deeply set in, as Flo was gifted with a marvellous view of Sophia's straining form.
"Ugh! G.... get off of me! I... I warned you!" Sophia gasped out breathlessly. It was then she finally made her move, given her new position. Sophia looked to flick her legs up, trying to catch Flo around her neck for a headscissors attempt. It was an awkward angle, but Sophia was a very skilled wrestler. If she could just lock her legs around her neck she might be able to bring her back and then lock in a squeeze of her own if all went to plan... the issue was if it did not!

[Crossedes]

Sophia liked to get handsy with Flo's legs. Who could blame her? Flo would stack her flexed legs up against any woman in the League, and she still thought hers felt the best to the touch. And she certainly didn't mind the contact. Heck, Flo could deal with someone rubbing all over her if they got their kicks out of it in a session. It did wonders for the Brit's enjoyment, too, and she snickered at Sophia's futile efforts and exploration. "You say on the one hand you didn't want to be here, but you can't stop touching me! Can't have it both ways, lovey," she teased, tapping Sophia on the nose.

Watching her from on top just made the whole thing even more entertaining, too. Sophia was hot, and there was no way to describe her any other way. Some clients got uncomfortable when Flo complimented them too much, so she let it sit. But her eyes certainly studied any and everything about the griping, writhing beauty while she sat on top of her. She became just imperious enough to cross her arms over her chest, peer down, grin, do everything she could to play up that she was the brat on top and that Sophia only had one way to get out - and she didn't seem keen on acting to claim it.

But her hubris got the best of her. Flo felt Sophia shift, but she thought it was just another worthless attempt to escape... right before a smooth, toned calf hooked underneath her chin and pulled her back. Flo squeaked, her hands came up to yank at the leg, and she almost entirely lost her balance as Sophia pulled back on her. Frickin' excellent move. But Flo, a multi-year veteran of these sorts of bed struggles, just did her best to keep her midriff around Sophia's waist as she teetered. She did end up falling on her back, but she never released the triangle, leaving the two of them at an impasse. Sophia, however, claimed the top position for the moment. Flo coughed as Sophia's shapely legs put pressure on her jaw and neck.

"Okay, you're... not half bad!"