Caged Animals - Alexia vs Katsumi Oshiro

[CyanDimitrik]

Each shot pounded into Alexia's toned stomach like a piston, determined to wear down her core muscles and punish her for her previous onslaught. And though Katsumi would've been happy to continue hammering away at Alexia's abdomen until the girl submitted to her or passed out, Alexia clearly had other ideas. Free arm tangles with striking arm, and the two women are brought close together in a clinch.

Katsumi lies atop Alexia, her face hovering just inches above the other girl's, bright green eyes locked onto her blues. Each hard, labored breath beats warmly against her lips, chest heaving against her, bared skin starting to glisten in sweat from exertion and tension. She remembers Alexia very well - how wild she was, how provocative. She's not changed a bit - except maybe the licking. She distinctly recalls being licked at the outset of their last match.

But now, the two of them are locked together on the mat. Arguably Katsumi has the advantage, being in position over Alexia, but it can't really be leveraged, and it seems unsatisfactory to the 'official' to begin a pin count. So they're stuck.

"Well," says Katsumi quietly. Her arms flex, just to ensure she's keeping her end of the mutual lockdown down. "What now?" Her gaze hoods just slightly; a hint of playfulness in the otherwise savage moment. Her head tilts forward, bringing her forehead to rest against Alexia's, her hips shifting suddenly to reassert her dominant position over the other girl's. Granted, this causes their hips to grind together, a point not lost on Katsumi in the increasingly intimate position.

[TheManVan]

Locking their arms up, Alexia clinched tightly on her opponent and pressed their bodies together as she leaned into her opponent, keeping her shoulders off of the mat while her legs tucked up and brought their hips grindingly close in provocative fashion. It was right where Alexia found her joy in their fight, to enjoy every bit that Katsumi had to offer as her excitement could not be hidden.

She started giggling, their faces mere inches apart as her widened eyes of exhilaration in perfect view for Katsumi. During their clinch, Katsumi shifted further on top of her as their hips plowed even tighter together, a look of satisfaction flowing across of her face and in fact invigorated her to up the action!

Squeezing her arms around Katsumi, she pressed all of her into Katsumi while twisting to the side, but she would be leading with more than just her body, pulling her head back and whipping it forward to give a short ranged headbutt! Her arms may have been preoccupied with holding Katsumi, but Alexia viewed her entire body as a weapon and wasn't afraid to use her head!

[CyanDimitrik]

There really was no rhyme or reason in this conflict; it was a pair of wild animals ripping and tearing at each other, nothing short of the urgency for full domination. But that seemed appropriate for this venue, this particular ring. Katsumi was here for it, even if it lacked the form and finesse that would really let her upticked training shine. And yet, she's loving it - on some deep, internal level, the outright bestial nature of the conflict and raw body-against-body contest for dominance is a thrill. She wants to dominate this girl. She needs to dominate this girl.

Alexia starting to giggle doesn't bother her. She nips onto her bottom lip to try to keep herself from joining, though it's starting to feel infectious. She can tell the other girl is feeling it, too - every indulgent feeling, how sublime it is to just have that single-minded focus. There's a weird kind of magnetism she's feeling with the girl semi-pinned beneath her, and every tremble of her body with the laughter endears her a little more. Every grind of her body against her emphasizes it, from the unmistakable pressure of their breasts mashed together, to the warmth and sweat of their bared skin meeting, and the tingling, electrical sensation every time Alexia's hips grind into hers.

The head tilts and swings, bonking them together. It's not enough to be particularly damaging, but it means the redhead is still fighting. Katsumi, grunting from the impact, responds by pushing her face against Alexia's, right cheek to left cheek. The softness of the woman's pretty face is in stark contrast to her violent nature - somehow it makes her more appealing.

"Got.. a proposition.. for you..," she says before tightening her arms around Alexia. She can't really get the leverage to crush her in a bearhug from this position, but neither can she. The two are at a veritable stalemate. And Katsumi doesn't want that. She wants someone to pin the other. Her head tilts enough to bring her lips close to Alexia's ear, every heated breath beating against her skin. And with her heart pounding against Alexia's breast, she murmurs, "Let's.. trade signature moves.. you go.. then I go.. and we keep going.. until someone's pinned..."

Her head lifts enough to look back down into those big blue eyes, cheeks flushed. "Up for that?"