GASTER vs Tracy Canon - Bedroom Match

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Tracy's tactics may have been slightly underhanded. But even while technically operating within the rules of a normal match, mischief was still her middle name!

The Circus Cat remained mounted on top of the petite, lightweight cutie! She pushed up from her knees and planted both feet on the bed, assuming something of a Jacko pose on top of her opponent so that she could apply more pressure and give Clara and express ticket to dreamland!

After seeing Clara slowly close her eyes and let out another cute moan or two, Tracy would collapse onto her side. She'd lay in bed next to Clara like she were the girl's lover. Slowly, the masked middleweight would collect herself and catch her breath. She was clearly showing signs of fatigue from tussling with The Shadow Lord and nearly getting smothered out herself.

"Phew! Girl is tough! Tougher than I remember...." Canon would turn towards Clara. She'd kiss the girl on the cheek.

The two scantily clad women hadn't really established what the rules of this bout were. Up until this point, Tracy hasn't even thought about winning or losing in an official capacity. She simply snuggled up at Clara's side. She would get cheek-to-cheek with the petite Brit before closing her eyes and trying to catch a few z's, herself!

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Though sleeping soundly, the kiss from Tracy must’ve made it’s way to the Shadow Lord’s sound sleep, as in response, Clara’s lips would slowly turn into a smile.

Some time later, Clara woke up. It took the Brit a few seconds to realize what was happening, how she fell asleep, and how she ended up having a cute Cat Luchadora nuzzling against her cheek. The alarm clock on a nearby shelf told her that only about an hour passed since the tussle started!

”U-um…T-Tracy?”, Clara lightly woke her rival up…

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The pair napped cutely together and snuggled in bed for an hour. Clara would be the first to stir. Tracy seemed especially at peace here. She laid there in a cuddle puddle with Clara and the soft sheets lightly, snoring in peace.

"Zzzz......five.... minutes...zzz..." Canon would coo. That nap was seemingly much more restorative and relaxing then she realized! Perhaps snuggling with Clara made Tracy's sleeping experience that much better.

Tracy's embrace on Clara would tighten softly as she drew Clara closer for a moment before relaxing again and returning to her slumber. The masked middleweight's curvy, scantily-clad frame rested against Clara's petite form, both ladies still in lingerie from wrestling a very sensual match! One that was still technically in progress!

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With a swift reply, Tracy continued cuddling with the Brit, with Clara blushing as she herself wanted to go back to sleep and soundly snore. Feeling Tracy’s soft, beautiful body against her’s made the Shadow Lord quietly moan. She wasn’t sure how to proceed, not wanting to disturb the Circus Cat’s slumber!

Which was when an evil idea crossed her mind. They were in the middle of the match, and sleep or no, Clara wanted to win!

Scooting over in her rival’s arms, she tried to get on top of her, sitting on her stomach:

”If you don’t wake up then…”

Clara would carefully lower her chest on top of Tracy’s head, trying to scare her with a loss into waking up!

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Tracy would have cuddled up and slept the rest of the day away if she could. It was an already emotionally charged day for her. She had gone from arguing for Clara's career to continue wrestling The Shadow Lord in the Brit's own home! On her own bed!

"Mmm...." The sleepy, masked babe slowly began to stir. She felt the sensation of the bluenette sitting on top of her.

"Ngh...just five more....." The sleepy Tracy continued sleep-talking. But the sensation of Clara's bosom on top of her head made her just a bit more lucid!

"....O....Oh?'" Tracy's eyes opened just a bit wider.

"OH!" All at once, she began to process the words Clara had teased her with!

"Right! The match! Well, if that's your play...." Canon would come to life and raise an eyebrow! She seemed happy to meet The Shadow Lord's mischief and fire back with her own!

"Then let's see how you like this!" Tracy would try to catch Clara by surprise here!

The lingerie-clad luchadora would try and grab her friend by the waist and lift Clara slightly! From here, Tracy would try to slip underneath The Shadow Lord! But not to escape! No, instead, Tracy would stop when her head was just beneath her opponent's in her thighs! And if she got her way, the sultry Miss Tracy Canon would pucker you her lips and bring them to Clara's mound to try and subdue her with stimulation! If Clara tried to up the ante, then Tracy would raise the stakes even higher!

"Mmmmm~" The luchadora would moan if she managed to stop Clara in her tracks!

"You can forfeit anytime, you know~?" Canon would say before going right back on the attack by kissing the most Clara's delicates, with only a thin layer of very flattering underwear between her mouth and the bluenette's womanhood!

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”That’s right! If you don’t wake up, then…WHOA!”

Suddenly, Tracy would lift Clara straight off of her, and drag her up with her strength, stopping right as her head reached right between Clara’s legs, placing Clara back on top of her!

”What are y—-aaaaaah!”

Clara let out a cute, lewd moan as she felt Tracy’s lips on her clothed sex. Her body immediately felt hot from the luchadora’s touch. It’s not ever day she fought a beautiful masked catgirl she had a crush, and a kiss to her sex would turn her mind to lewd thoughts!

”Aaah…f-forfeit?”

Clara blushed, continuing to moan at the sensation of kisses to her closed womanhood, before she lifted herself up, and lifted her crotch off Tracy’s face, sitting on the luchadora’s chest:

”Wh-why would I…?”, Clara would say, red in face with lust in her eyes at the Circus Cat, as she lowered her lips to her rival’s firmly kissing her on the lips, pressing her chest into Tracy’s!

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Ever the mischievous cat luchadora, Tracy was confident that she had turned the tables on Clara! The Brit was wide open! Clara's lewd moans gave away the fact that she was hot and bothered! Tracy put her tongue to work as she looked to stimulate her rival that much more! But to The Circus Cat's surprise, Clara began to readjust and take control!

"Yeah...just a couple taps....then I can...hmph?!" Tracy led Clara in a smooth tone before her flow was interrupted! The petite Shadow Lord scooched to take a seat on the masked middleweight's voluminous chest!

"Mmmm~ tell me how you really feel~!" Tracy commented as Clara bore down on her from above! The bluenette locked lips with Tracy! Tracy was quick to slip her tongue between Clara's lips and reciprocate!

Blush would form on the visible parts of Tracy's masked face. Her eyes would flutter before slowly closing. Soon, her own breathing and moans would synchronize with Clara's! The air in the bedroom and their bodies would grow hotter as the two of them got more and more wrapped up in the moment!

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Something washed over Clara…some wild desire to kiss Tracy after the luchadora would place her lips on her sex. It was as if Tracy unlocked something that has been long sealed by the British cutie herself, suddenly unleashing to kiss the Circus Cat on her bed. Clara could feel her body getting hotter, forgetting about the match entirely…

…but just as suddenly as that feeling appeared, thus it suddenly disappeared.

“Mff!”

Clara saw Tracy, in front of her eyes, as they kissed!

“Aaah!”

Swiftly, Clara removed her lips from Tracy’s, her face flushing red: “ImsorryImsorryImsorry!!!” she would mutter, covering her face as she turned away from the Luchadora!

”Sorry…it’s…it’s just been a while since I’ve had a match like this. I forgot how…spicy things could get…”

This was a strange feeling, however. Tracy clearly wanted the match to be like this, and Clara didn’t mind this either…so why did the Brit feel so ashamed of this kiss?

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The allure of bed wrestling The Circus Cat herself in lingerie in a cozy setting like this seemed to have struck Clara GASTER! It was plain to see that Tracy was totally into it! But it surprised her to feel such heat and intensity from Clara! Tracy wanted to get lost in this sensation with her! But just when the kissing session began to border on making out and heavy petting, Clara pulled away!

"Awww" The lingerie-clad luchadora said with a tone of disappointment in her voice. But Tracy's pouts and body language would soon morph into signs of comfort and concern for her friend.

"Hey! Hey!" Tracy pulled herself up to a kneeling position. She would bring an arm over Clara and pull her in close. Tracy would look at Clara with a comforting smile and bring her forehead to the Brit's own for a moment before pulling away to lock eyes with her to try and perk her up.

"You have nothing to apologize for, Clara! I was having a great time! You should know by now that I like spicy! What matters to me is whether or not you like it! What matters to me is that you're having just as much fun tonguing me down as you do when you're trying to get me to tap, hehe~" Tracy would caress Clara's face by running her index finger up the girl's cheek. If Clara was still receptive to her, Tracy would part some of that blue hair away from the lightweight's face and give her a reassuring nod.

"Point is, you're safe with me! Even if we get competitive! Even if we get spicy! And especially if we do both!" The redhead would finish by leaning on close while repeatedly raising her eyebrows at Clara

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Clara's mind was racing with thoughts after the kiss, feeling her heart beating out of it's chest from anxiety, and genuine attraction to Tracy...with a tinge of guilt being also present.

"Why do I..."

A mental image of Katherine Scarlett flashed in her mind, her reason for the match getting as lewd as this becoming clearer...right as Tracy called out to her. The beautiful masked catgirl would press her head to Clara's head, reassuring the Brit about the match getting a bit spicier.

"Yeah...yeah you are right..."

Clara definitely had a crush on Kay, she definitely wanted to confess her love to her...but for tonight, it was her's and Tracy's date. Tracy did beat Clara after all, and didn't unmask the Brit in front of the crowd. She owed the Circus Cat this much, especially as she enjoyed the match so far.

"Thank you so much for this, Tracy...", Clara would smile...as her cheeks turned redder:

"U-um...would...would you mind if we wrestled round 2...topless...a-and...and if I win round 2...we fight round 3 nude? M-mask on! Of course!" Clara would offer...