[Grappl] A Common Touch (Feat. Alix Jacques and Ima Ogawa)

[DSX93]

"Come on, can you really blame me? It's a great ass!"

Alix said nothing more as Ima prepared to enter the ring. Indeed, they would have to see. But now, she had an impulse to provide the fans at home a showing of the Japanese beauty getting the nice, hard pounding that was brought up. She happily leaned forward to meet Ima halfway when she bent forward for another smooch. One that lasted a little longer this time, making her hungry for more.

"I can't wait to get you out of that outfit."

With an impish grin on her face, the goth would reply, "Maybe I'll take it off for you if you're a good girl." After Ima stepped through the ropes, she followed and stepped over to the center of the ring, settling into a grappling stance once the toys were spread about. Her fingers wiggled with the anticipation of the feeling of Ima's smooth skin.

She's been wanting this ever since she first laid eyes on the woman. Now it's time.

[Sigma Morgan]

"Hmmm can't say I blame you for loving it so much, though I plan on making you love more than just my ass" Ima replied before giving her hips a small sway showing off her ass once again as Alix joined her in the ring. "Taking the outfit off yourself hmm?" Ima didn't get in a grappling position instead glancing down at a double sided dildo and got an idea.

'Well Alix I may have an offer you cant refuse" Ima started. "I'll let you take off mine if you let me take off yours. Then we go pussy to pussy or if you're feeling kinky ass to ass" Ima explained as she bent over and picked up the dildo presenting it to Alix so the woman knew exactly what she had in mind and knew Ima wasn't trying to trick her.

[DSX93]

"Mmm, you want me loving you all over, huh? I think that can be arranged." The images came pretty easily to Alix's mind as she stepped through the ropes. "Loving every single inch of that heavenly body all over the mat. Making you scream as I get you caught up in the ropes and grind that pussy into it. Eat you out while I have you dangling helplessly in the Tree of Woe?" She turned to the crew that stood outside the ring and asked, "How's that sound, fellas?"

Nods and thumbs up across the board. And then Ima picked up a double-sided dildo and made a most interesting counter offer. One that...Yeah, she wasn't turning that down.

The sexfight veteran pulled a 180, giving her own hipnotizing booty a shake, looking over her shoulder with one of her famous sunny smiles. "Alright, you've convinced me. Come on over and unzip me, sexy."

[Sigma Morgan]

Ima rested her hand on her hip, dildo in hand as Alix continued to talk. "Sorry Alix, I have no plans on letting you have your way in MY ring" Ima said with a confident smiled. 'Though I'm sure you'll be worshipping my body every night after this" Ima added as Alix turned around causing her smile to turn into a wide grin as Alix accepted her offer. Approaching Alix from behind Ima decided to make a show of things starting by blowing her hot breath on Alix's neck while her hands reached around to grope and squeeze the woman's beast before her hands made there way to the zipper of the womans outfit, pulling it down slowly before peeling it off of the woman's shoulders, exposing her tits making sure to give the now bare skin some attention giving Alix's breast another series of gropes and squeezes! When Ima had her fill she peeled her dates outfit off the rest of the way before bringing her hand to the woman's pussy, rubbing along the length of it before dragging her hand across the woman's stomach before turning her around and planting a brief kiss on her lips.

Ima would then take a step back beckoning Alix with her finger inviting her to take off her outfit.

[DSX93]

"I hope you aren't underestimating me because I've been out of the game for three years. I still know my way around a ring."

That was enough of the playful trash talk for now, Alix felt. Time to get sexy. And didn't Ima know it! Alix faced forward when she saw Ima approach, wanting to keep whatever the Japanese beauty had in mind a surprise. A hand sweeping her curly hair to the side at the neck. Ooh, she thought she knew where this was going. Sort of; Ima's breath at her neck had her silently gasping, then biting her bottom lip in anticipation of feeling hers, but they never came. Soft hands came around to get a feel of her breasts. Something that was nice for her, but..."Mmm, like how they feel?" Up until tonight, only one person had laid hands on them when they were packed into this suit.

They didn't stay there for long before they moved to her back to unzip her. Slowly. Savoring the moment exactly as she intends to when it's her turn. When the zipper was down, her suit wasn't taken off all the way at first. Alix cooed at the touch of soft skin on hers, reaching up to place her hands over Ima's. Not to stop her, but to hold them as Ima helped herself, passively following her lead for now. Genuinely enjoying the moment, but the intent of working her was there too.

The banter had been playful, but Alix had the feeling that Ima was underestimating her. Something that would work in her favor, if true. And so she leaned into the image she was presenting thus far of being so enamored with Ima's body and her touch that it took her game face off. "Ooh, I like your hands."

It seemed to be doing the trick. After the rest of the suit was off, Ima had grown more emboldened, bringing a hand down south. Way south, right to her pussy. As it had when she first indulged in her body, Ima's touch didn't last long. Just a tease. And a good one, sliding fingers along the length of her lips before her hand made a northward journey to her tummy. "Oh, Ima..." An utterance that was just as natural to let out as it was a hook to pull her in further. It was a tightrope that she always tried to walk in her matches, mixing her real feelings into her attempts at subterfuge. She never liked to fake things outright, but you've gotta know how to play the game too.

She had to control her breathing -- breathe in deep, quiet, on the sly. Focus.

Ima wasn't done. She turned her around, taking her lips as her own as well. Alix moaned into her mouth, still not bringing any tongue into it just yet. Not unless her date introduced it first. An occurrence that wouldn't come to pass.

Oh, she really likes this girl!

Alix answered her silent beckoning with that runway walk that her entrance is famous for: Each step bringing one leg in front of the other, hips swaying, the oomph she put it into it creating bounce in her bare breasts. She reached out, laying only the tips of her fingers on Ima's shoulder and circling around to her rear, from where both Ima's shoulders would feel the full touch of Alix's hands. And her back would be treated to the mushrooming of the goth's breasts as she cuddled up nice and close to her, bringing her luscious lips up to her ear.

"I love lace."

And a little nip of the lobe...

"Sexy, but artistic too."

And a little kiss on both sides of her neck. Alix let her hands roam. But where Ima was direct, Alix would take detours, either avoiding or slipping oh so tantalizingly close by the obvious spots. Ima's breasts? Her hands would stop at the undersides, never taking hold of them. Her skilled fingers would slide through her cleavage, floating across her collarbone. Ima's pussy? Close. Just on the outside of the lips, but no. It was just the slightest hint of her real intentions. A subtle rebellion against the script Ima provided her.

"A work of art, indeed. Just like...all of you."

But Alix allowed herself a little more time to commit the feel of Ima's body to memory. Use her hands to worship her as predicted. Pull her into her web. Heh, that's what her buddy Nadia would say here. It fits.