Sparring Night, Made Official (thesteedman)

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Oh, Cori could not take it anymore!

When LAW proposed that Cori represent them on a meet-and-greet promotional tour in Europe, she was reluctant to agree. What they offered was a great honor, yes, but it also meant weeks away from action in the actual wrestling ring, the whole reason she loved this sport. She took a great deal of convincing, but eventually agreed..if only because she learned that another wrestler would join her on this tour. They would share a hotel room and everything, and the seed started growing in Cori's mind that if she did not get to wrestle in the ring, maybe her temporary roommate would oblige her, yes?

Sophia Wolfe had not obliged her, no no.

Her traveling partner was gorgeous, skilled based on the online videos, and had an interesting air of intensity about her. Cori liked Sophia. They could not have been more different in personality, and Cori had scarcely pulled anything but basic conversation out of the woman, but they had gotten on well. Cori could see, too, how Sophia handled fans and knew a warm heart was hidden in that fit body.

But Sophia was so standoffish, and Cori could not do a thing to convince the woman to spar with her. Cori was getting the itch, badly. She enjoyed running around the cities they visited to see and paint the beautiful scenes, but she needed to wrestle someone. Tonight, she resolved, she would make it happen.

She entered their room by way of the hotel pool, giving up on her sunbathing since the sun was setting. After a stealthy peer around the whole living area, Cori finally softly called "Sophia?", but received no answer. She could not keep up with Sophia's movements half the time. She could be anywhere, standing outside taking a call, taking a shower, out of the hotel entirely. Whatever the answer, Cori grinned when she realized Sophia wasn't in the room, and her bare feet carried her stealthily to where both their beds were lined up a few feet away from each other.

As quietly as possible, she pulled the nightstands away into the sitting space, then shoved her bed a few feet to the left. She rushed to the other side of the room and pushed Sophia's bed a few feet to the right, to the point that they presed side-by-side, mattress to mattress. Then she yanked back the covers, leaving only the sheets and pillows in place.

She clapped her hands together with satisfaction. Oh, tonight would be sparring night, Cori would make sure of that. Even if they only tussled a little, she would be happy.

With a mischievous bounce to her step, she whirled and rushed into the tiny kitchen area, where she hopped up onto the counter, turned off a couple of lights so she was concealed, and waited for her roommate.

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[thesteedman]

The week away had been somewhat of a welcome. Sophia Wolfe's time in LAW had been full of ups and downs. There was no denying she had taken the federation by storm since signing on from the now defunct Full Metal Wrestling; her win record said it all, virtually picking up where she left off from an amazing championship run from her former place of contract, and seemingly on track for a shot at gold in the LAW. That said, the young scarred but beautiful German had hoped to make a totally fresh start in LAW. Though well liked by fans she had never really hit it off with other wrestlers, often being disliked and considered cold. Though some progress had been made, and some friends had finally been made... most that she had encountered had become enemies, and many of the roster still treated her as an outcast despite her efforts to try and be more open with others.

This week had been a bit of a break from it all. Paired with Corina de Windt, LAW was beginning to posture itself. It was already big worldwide, but now the federation was actively beginning to spread to other countries beyond its home nation of Japan. A few trips had been organised, with Sophia and Cori both being assigned Europe. Sophia had taken note that all the roster members sent on this tour to promote the federation had been from previous wrestling federations. Though Sophia never had the pleasure of meeting The Tapout Artist in person, she knew her by reputation before she became contracted to LAW. It was all part of a power play... and one that was working very well it seemed given all the attention both wrestlers had received during their tour. It was especially good to know that Sophia's and Cori's tour and promotions had gained the most traction over those sent to the States and other continents. Something that kept Sophia in good spirits knowing she still had love from her fans if nothing else whilst she and Cori continued to blow each session out of the water.

There was only a few days left of official work, and then both ladies would be granted a further few days to relax before being flown back to Japan. For the most part, Cori had been tolerable, but somewhat easily excitable which sometimes tested the more stoic Sophia. The German had hoped the two would have separate rooms during their tour, and both had been given everything but separate rooms. That said... Cori had been fine for the most part... but she was incessant on having some form of sparring match with Sophia and often wanted to go out and do something. Sophia had perhaps been a little harsh with her, not being rude per say, but keeping perhaps more distance than she should have considering she was trying to change her ways.

Such thoughts were in her mind after she finished her long shower, washing away the days troubles. Perhaps she should offer Cori a quiet night in town to at least get to know her. Already out of the shower in the steamed up bathroom, Sophia had dried off her well-tuned form, clad in little more than a strapless sports bra like top around her chest and matching thin boyshorts. Her skin glistened in the steam, her body already a marvel to behold from all the long years of fine tuning her form. Given how long she had dwelled within, Sophia was unaware of the secret activities Cori had been upto beyond the room. She brushed her teeth and slipped into some loose pyjama style pants that ended just below her knees, leaving her shins and feet bare. Unaware that Cori was within their luxury hotel room at all, Sophia left the bathroom, finishing drying her hair as she walked into the bedroom, no doubt looking for some further nightwear to slip into before Cori returned.

It was surprisingly dark... Sophia frowned as she cast her towel aside, recalling that she left the lights on, before she noted that the beds were in a completely different position. Her half closed and scarred eye opened slightly more as she realised something was amiss.
"Corina de Windt? I am not playing these games with you." Sophia called out with her hands upon her hips, knowing all at once she had something to do with this.

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With the pitter-patter of her own feet and the faint squeak of moving furniture gone, Cori thought she heard water running. Sticking her ear nearer to the wall made it clear. So Sophia was taking a shower, not one of those frequent jaunts of hers. Cori subtly pumped her fist. She would only have to wait a few minutes instead of a few hours to "convince" her roommate to spar with her, and considering her level of patience, that would surely keep her from going loopy.

She scooted down until she sat on the half of the counter that would give her the shortest point between the kitchen and waylaying Sophia when she emerged, and despite her confidence that the shorter wait would help with her impatience, well, she got impatient anyway. It first manifested when she started swinging her legs over the edge of the counter and tapping her fingers on the countertop, but as the minutes dragged on (it must have been a very good shower), Cori felt the urge to search for entertainment to bide the time.

Their LAW laptop sat on the counter behind her, and Cori clicked her tongue a couple of times (before remembering she should stay quiet) and reached for it. It mostly carried files about schedules and business they must attend to on their tour, but after Cori opened it and plopped it onto the counter beside her, she clicked her way to the LAW website. She planned to watch some more videos of Sophia and some other wrestlers, but when she saw a small article on the different tours, she oooh'd quietly and clicked on it to read.

The headline picture was her and Sophia, surrounded by a few fans. And looking great, to boot. Cori smiled proudly as she read through the first few lines, telling of their success. The wrestling itself thrilled her, fulfilled her even. She would not wrestle for the fanfare itself. But she did get to meet so many fascinating people, her roommate one of them, and the fans on this tour showed just how enthusiastic could be about her work and the work of everyone else in LAW. And Sophia, for all her bouts of silence and evasiveness, worked wonderfully with them. The dynamic fascinated her.

A door opening had her quickly shutting the laptop and dropping off the counter to hide behind the room's serving bar. She listened hard for footsteps, and barely caught them just before she peeked over the top of the bar to see Sophia step into the room, drying her hair. Cori kept peeking until she saw the stoic woman scan the room and then the beds, and it was all she could do to keep from giggling when she ducked again.

When she heard her name, she knew the gig was up, and she must act before Sophia moved too far away for her to get the lovely woman right where she wanted her. The natural runner popped from behind the bar and crossed the room fast as a dart.

She speared Sophia. No, not one of those painful spears from the ring. She didn't want to hurt the woman! So she led with her softer chest rather than her shoulder and wrapped her roommate in a hug. She drove her back onto the beds which skirted an inch or two across the floor under the weight of their fall.

The redhead quickly scrambled up until she was on her knees, straddling Sophia's midriff, and looked down with a cocky smile and her fists on her hips.

"Who said anything about games? It's sparring night!" She tightened her thighs around Sophia's exposed belly to deter her from trying to leave.

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The patter of bare feet approaching from behind were the only indication Sophia had of an ambush coming her way, and by then it was all too late! She managed to spin around on her own heel, but before the German beauty could really raise any guard, her roommate of the trip was upon her and with all the momentum behind her. Sophia grunted as Cori grasped her around her chest, lifting her up off her own feet in a bearhug before slamming her hard against the make shift battle arena! Sophia bounced hard, as both beds seemed to scrape a good few inches from the momentum of the tackle!

Taken off guard and out of sorts, Cori was able to take advantage of those few precious seconds of confusion. In an instant she managed to mount over Sophia with her powerful thighs tucking in against the German's bare core. Sophia's expression somewhat soured as the two settled, with Cori mounting over Sophia's hips with an arrogant posture and a cheeky smile within her eyes. Despite the stern look upon the scarred German, she was still a beautiful woman to behold... but her expression spoke more than a thousand words and it was clear none of them were good. She instantly tried to sit up, Sophia seemingly in no mood to humour Cori who was finally bringing her long desires for a 'spar' to fruition. Sophia winced however, biting on her lower lip as Cori's thighs tensed up, clamping in against her alluring midriff, causing it to strain a little as Cori made it clear she was not letting Sophia go anywhere so easily.

The whole situation felt a little worse given Sophia was not exactly in a normal state of attire. Unlike Cori she was often dressed more conservatively during the free time, clad in smart clothing and often looking well to do. Cori on this occasion had caught her in a state of somewhat undress... clad in only a strapless sports bra around her chest, leaving her arms, shoulders and captivating midriff bare and still somewhat glistening from the steamy shower. She wore bottoms at least, but no doubt this was the most exposed Cori had seen Sophia so far... whilst Cori herself... well... The woman was clad in nothing more than a two piece bikini, leaving her marvel of a figure on full display.

"Get off me this instant Corina de Windt..." Sophia near growled, taking a deep breath as she placed her hands against Cori's thighs. Using her full name shown that Sophia was clearly annoyed about the situation, but as those thighs remained tight upon her core, it was clear Cori was not going to take no for an answer this time. Sophia sighed, biting on her lower lip as her eyes rolled. Rather than wait for her roommate of the tour to answer, Sophia looked to try and take matters into her own hands. She flicked her legs upwards, with the German attempting to catch Cori under each shoulder! If she could manage it, it was her intent to fling her back against the bed in an attempt to be free of her straddle. If all went according to plan... Sophia made a roll, no doubt looking to try and get off the make shift ring Cori had created!

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Sophia's was not the face of a woman as excited as Cori for sparring night.

But then, Cori had not expected excitement from her roommate, either. But the Curocaoan could not be deterred any longer. And as she surveyed from atop Sophia's stomach, she saw that the circumstances were perfect for a night of sparring. They both stayed close to the hotel for the early evening, both were fresh and clean so they would not soil the sheets for bed later tonight, and (in Cori's mind anyway) both were dressed for sparring. The redhead scarcely saw Sophia when she did not have herself dressed as if she planned to go out, while Cori preferred to laze around in whatever felt light and comfortable until formality was necessary, but she decided Sophia should show herself off more. She looked exquisite in this more comfortable clothing.

Cori's inspection ended with Sophia's demands that she get off of her, in a tone authoritative enough that she might have been mistaken for Cori's mother. Cori grinned down at her when she started pushing on the thighs that rooted her in place. "Oh no no, you're going to have to wrestle me off, Sophia Wolfe, if that's what you want."

But before Cori finished speaking, Sophia started to do precisely that. Cori felt Sophia's legs loop underneath her arms, and in a beautiful display of flexibility, she hooked them in place and yanked. Cori squeaked and toppled onto her back, not ready for Sophia's clever maneuver. She was stuck looking at the ceiling in surprise, but Sophia quickly drew her legs away and started to escape rather than hold Cori down with her legs.

Cori's head popped right back up, and she saw Sophia rolling. Quickly she pushed onto her knees and dove, landing on Sophia's back mid-roll and trying to pin her in place under her weight. "Right spirit, but no leaving!"

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Sophia grunted out loud when Cori all but splashed against her, pressing her deep into the mattress before she bounced upwards a little. By the time the two settled, Cori's rather exposed form was lying on top of Sophia, pressing her chest against her shoulder blades, keeping the German in the confines of this make shift arena of sorts. A slight blush formed on Sophia's cheeks, feeling so much skin contact, as Cori's assets as it where, were barely contained in nothing more than a two piece and rather revealing bikini.

The only time the two had been in close proximity before this had been during their staged shots for promotions during the tour and for the fans. Even then Cori had worn little, but it was common place for many in the roster. Sophia herself was clad in her specialised wrestling outfit... which whilst it had some revealing aspects was mostly conservative in comparison to Cori. Now she had the scantily clad woman clambering over her back.... it all felt out of place for the normally upright and serious Sophia Wolfe, especially as she was being dragged into this situation kicking and screaming in a loose sense.

It did not feel so much like a spar, more than Cori simply playing games with the more stoic of the two ladies. Sophia took a deep breath, realising all at once that Cori was not going to relent. No doubt all attempts at escape, her roommate would no doubt try and thwart and keep her prisoner if she refused to play along. Perhaps the best option to escape was to precipitate as it where... weaken Cori enough so that she could simply leave the bed and perhaps be granted some peace.

"So... you desire to play games?" Sophia grimaced out, positioning her arms and her legs against the bed. Despite the clear difference in build between the two women, Sophia was a good all-rounder and as such was surprisingly strong for a woman of her build. Her fine definition in muscle gave away as much. She began to press her arms and legs down, hoisting Cori upwards as she got to her hands and knees with her aggressor on her back. It was then she looked to launch herself back, performing a Samoan drop from her knees to slam Cori back against the bed. Hoping to carry the momentum, she looked to roll herself backwards over Cori, before attempting to throw her legs towards her neck in an attempt to try and headscissor Cori... if she could take control of this scrimmage quick enough... perhaps she could bring a swift end to it and teach Cori a bit of a lesson in the meantime!

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Cori pressed both hands down onto Sophia's arms once she got herself stable on her sparring "partner"'s back. Her plan was not at all to hurt her roommate as she would an opponent in a real match. Well, she wouldn't do anything painful nowanyway, when she was the only one interested in battling more than fleeing. But her so-well-considered plan boiled down to goading Sophia into fighting back and turning this "game" as she kept calling it into a proper wrestling exchange. "Komaan, it's for both our good! Don't you want some practice too?"

Her flattening pin seemed to do the trick. Sophia wriggled and writhed beneath the forward Curocaoan for several seconds before Cori could tell she was steeling her resolve to try something better. And better surely meant proper wrestling. Cori leaned up a little to brace for Sophia's attempting a move, but the move that came she did not expect. When Sophia rose beneath her, she gripped the platinum-haired German around the shoulders, but that turned out to be the wrong choice when Sophia situated her for a throw.

Cori threw out a leg to try and stop Sophia, but she didn't succeed in time. The mini-Samoan Drop was just that, mini, but executed so nicely that Cori's landing on even the soft mattress jostled her. She shook her head and brushed wild red hair out of her face, ready to throw out a compliment if Sophia had not rolled over the top of her.

She tilted her head up to see if Sophia tried to escape again, and in doing so, gave Sophia exactly what she wished. Her head pushed neatly between the German's thighs, which both snugged tightly around her neck and face from behind. "Oh.." She watched the woman lock in the scissorhold with crossed ankles, and her strong hands tried to pry at Sophia's legs before she felt the first squeeze. "Aaagn!" came her soft cry, showing that she was too late to escape that way.

But while Sophia might have her trapped and squeezed, Cori smiled through her squished cheeks. "Looks like..I convinced you?"

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Both of Sophia's bare ankles slapped together as she locked on the headscissor hold upon her would be tormentor, having managed to change the situation to her own favour... at least for the time being. With her legs locked around Cori's head and neck from behind, she felt confident she had the woman where she wanted. That said she did not apply any true amount of force upon her captive... but she did not exactly go easy on her either, letting Cori feel the potential strength of Sophia's legs as a warning should she try anything.
"Hmm... Nein, I am ending this thing before it even begins." Sophia declared, giving Cori a firm squeeze to show she was not messing around. The issue was it was so easily able to mistranslate her method of trying to end the spar as her simply beginning it as Cori was already assuming!

She gave Cori a warning squeeze once more... again not full force, but enough to certain leave Cori a little breathless as she adjusted her legs for better pressure. Sophia was somewhat thankful she wore her light silky pyjama trousers, as there was already a lot more skin contact than she was normally comfortable with... especially with the two being on a bed despite Cori's efforts to pass it off as a sparring arena. Sophia was aware anyone walking in on the two might mistake it for a playful tussle, but fortunately just the two of them had the run of the luxurious room. Just as well... but in Sophia's mind this was all already coming to a close, hoping to squeeze an early submission from Cori and bring an end to it all... if only the German knew then!

"Give it up Cori... I will release you as soon as you yield and drop this silly game of yours." Sophia spoke, slowly upping the pressure gradually around her neck and head, tensing her alluring midriff as her thighs strengthened and squeezed her just a little tighter. Whether Sophia desired a spar or not at this point... it seemed something was definitely on now!

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Little did Sophia know, she gave Cori the precise answer she wanted! The redhead might have squeaked when her captor poured power into a squeeze of her thighs, but she maintained her smile. "That's what..I wanted to hear~" She would have said more, but Sophia squeezed her again tightly enough that she had to suck in breaths before she could find enough air to say more. Her roommate was good at timing these squeezes! "I..knew you were more..opvliegend..fiery than you admit." she finally added, forgetting the English "hot-tempered" while she caught her breath.

She knew ways to escape this scissorhold, but she wanted to test the resolve in Sophia to keep her here. First she tried the old lazy mat-and-session wrestling method, where she wriggled her hands as far as she could between Sophia's bare calves, near her locked ankles, and pushed with power to try and separate them. No, Cori watched as her feet did not budge. Then she planted her own feet against the mattress and bridged with a burst of power to see if Sophia would react. No, that did nothing either. I knew she was good!

Sophia's next words came with a warning in the form of the hold tightening around the redhead's neck. The smile finally disappeared in favor of a wince, a reddening face, and a little whine. Okay, yes, she could definitely make Cori give in this hold if it lasted. Her hands tightened around Sophia's thighs, but not because she planned to try prying them apart. That would be foolish.

She gripped a handful of Sophia's pyjama pants in each fist, then whipped herself onto her side and pulled Sophia onto her side too. With a beautiful display of power in her midriff, she kept turning until she was on her knees with her face smooshed against the mattress and Sophia was on her stomach, then she yanked her head up as hard as she could, popping it free of Sophia's legs.

"Whew! Okay, that was a good one."

With Sophia on her stomach, Cori dove at her back again, but this time rather than merely pin her, she went to loop her arms underneath Sophia's armpits to situate her for a full nelson. If she got it locked in, she would try to flip Sophia over so she was underneath and the German on top before she locked her legs around her waist with a scissorhold in response!

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Sophia realised that perhaps she had underestimated Cori's resolve. It might have served her better to lock her headscissor much tighter or perhaps even convert it into a figure four head scissors. In truth she held back because she thought she was in control and Cori would not be able to escape... it seemed her roommate was a little more determined and a lot more skilled than she was giving credit for... and now Sophia was paying the price. The quick movement took her off guard! Once the two twisted, Sophia clamped down with her thighs, looking to give a good squeeze, but she knew all at once the leverage she once had was now lost!

It was Cori's intent, and she managed to pull herself free now having leverage and power on her side. She slipped her head free, and was quick to once more take Sophia's back much like earlier. It seemed Cori had learned her previous lesson as well of not underestimating Sophia, as she was quick to slide her arms under Sophia's, taking them to slip her into a strong Full Nelson hold. Sophia bit on her lower lip, grimacing as she tried to break free, feeling Cori bring her up so that she could fall onto her back. There was little Sophia could do to stop it from happening, but her experience in the ring told her what was coming next once she landed back first against Cori.

The two bounced, and immediately Cori's bare legs began to whip upwards in an attempt to wrap around her slender waist. Sophia was already working to counter however, lifting one of her knees up before her legs could lock around her. Sophia grunted, managing to block it, but for now she was still trapped in a Nelson, her alluring midriff was outstretched and her arms were pulled back. With one leg free and the other raised for defence, Sophia began to push against that leg, looking to try and shift the two women. It became quite clear what Sophia was aiming for... as she looked to push the two of them off the bed! No doubt if Cori committed to the hold, it was Sophia's intent to try and throw the two off the bed and land upon her... though it was within Cori's power to release her before that could happen...

It seemed regardless, Sophia played the next move in their unique game of chess! Even under these circumstances it seemed she was trying to escape from the game Cori had set up!