Arlise vs Ishigami

[Lico]

"Huh...?" was all Yuto let out before he gasped in surprise from seeing Arlise lunged towards him from her position. Crap...

His thoughts was to raise his arms to block her, but his body didn't seem to be in sync with his mind completely. Was it because what she said, or because the sight of her breasts from earlier distracted him? Could be both. In any case, he reacted too late. His arms didn't get up in time, and as a result her chest smacked his face lightly before it enveloped his head.

"Mmpphh...!" the boy let out a muffled grunt and squirmed under her.

His legs loosened by reflex as his focus now shifted to getting her off him. His hands would attempt to find her shoulders so he could try pushing her, but time wasn't in his side due to his airways being blocked. One thing that he noticed that now they're being up close and personal was that she smelt nice, but he quickly told himself not to get distracted any further. Right now he should be focusing on regaining his breathing space before she weakened him too much.

[Winter]

Arlise had toyed with outfit selection of late, but the one she currently wore - the snug, comfy, sultry leotard she had commissioned her first month with LAW - proved the perfect aid for these hentai matches, especially when she had a chance to use her chest as a weapon. His features sank into the cleavage spilling from the top and the leotard's cups hugged his cheeks, creating an excellent seal against the cool air of the arena. Even better, though, she could enjoy the sensations herself. His wordless complaint and hot breaths satisfied a none-too-hidden need for control, and she wriggled her form on top of his.

"I knew it."

He did lose his grip on her, switching to another tactic entirely - pushing her. Arlise, so hard to move when she had latched onto an opponent, scarcely budged, and she added another arm to wrap up his head when she could spare it. Grinning at his efforts, she ran her slender fingers through his hair as if she comforted him. "No, Yuto, you don't need to go anywhere."

An unconscious opponent could not tap out nor declare that he wished to quit, however. At that realization, Arlise sighed, but she leaned up enough to spare him a breath - then plopped the fullness of one breath back onto his mouth as she peered down at him. "Do you want to tap? I think you should."