Arduous Admiration: Miss Ishtar vs. Suzuya Jukodo

[Winter]

BEST OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH
LOSER OF EACH FALL MUST WORSHIP THE WINNER

Suzuya Jukodo might start to accuse someone among the LAW booking team of getting their kicks out of watching her in intimate apartment matches. This match made for two such matches in as many weeks. Had she been known for these kinds of matches back in Seaside, she could have understood the connection, but hers was a body that had always been more suited for shining in the sun than lounging by lamplight. Some marketing head apparently felt differently. Not that Suzuya could blame them...

And it wasn't as if she was complaining, either. As she strolled once more into one of LAW's wrestler-ready apartments, clad in bikini top and short shorts but sans her sheer top and boots, she was the picture of contentedness, ready to romp her way around the room with another beauty. Forgetting that the last time, a figure had been inside waiting for her, Suzuya stopped in the edge of the room to grasp the top of the door facing, squeeze her eyes shut, and stretch her long, toned body in anticipation. "Ohhh Ishi," she mumbled to herself in between squeaky stretching sounds, already giving her opponent-to-be a nickname. "Hope you're ready for a load of me~"

When she settled back onto her heels and opened her eyes, Suzuya was greeted with an immensely familiar sight - the same brunette referee as last time, ogling her yet again. Suzuya smirked, pulling out both earbuds and setting her phone aside. "Konnichiwa, ojou-san." She didn't hit many with the Japanese, since most everyone in Seaside and LAW spoke nigh-perfect English and it was easier with all the Americans and Brits around, but she almost thought she might make this girl faint if she played up her origins. "You've got it bad, don't you? Maybe they should stick me in a match with you sometime~, give you the full body-to-body experience."

The only response she received was a nervous chuckle. Maybe this girl didn't have it in her to wrestle a Suzuya type.

Ishi hopefully did. Suzuya kicked off the skate shoes only keeping her feet clean on the way over. The room was again a familiar sight as Suzuya slowly trudged around it, oversized cushy seating, an oversized bed, and enough furnishings to look like an apartment, sans the sharp edges. Finding herself more curious than last time, Suzuya inspected the ceiling, pondering if there were any cameras up there, before she hauled herself up onto the low counter to stand on her tippy-toes and start checking it out.

She heard a small grunt of worry from the ref girl, which was not followed by a complaint. Good, because Suzuya wouldn't listen, anyway.

Sans the sheer top and boots, as stated!

[MsIshtar]

Ishtar was wandering down the hallways of the apartment wearing a sleeveless white dress with heels, trying to find the room for her match, keyword being “trying”. The blonde was just putting up excuses in her mind, but in truth, while she gave the aura of someone being able to do everything perfectly, directions were something that she always seemed to struggle with, getting herself in quite the unexpected situations would be another.

It didn’t happen too long ago, the blonde found herself signing a contract with LAW and traveling herself all the way to Japan, soon enough the LAW management team was badgering her to book on a match, a marketing maneuver no doubt. Ishtar really didn’t care for all that, she wanted to take things easier, without rushing. So, when she was asked once more...

“Let’s see… just put me in an apartment… against someone hot... and lots of kissing!”

She just said out of the top of her head, as a joke, sure that they wouldn’t take her seriously. Oh heavens, was she wrong. The next day the match was booked, perhaps as a way to pander to her. By then there wasn’t much to do, so she just decided to roll with it. She preferred having an audience she could entertain, but having a more personal setting with some worshipping didn’t sound bad. At all.

Reaching the right number, she rang the bell and waited. Hoping that she got the right wing of the building this time. She was greeted with a brunette, the referee most probably by the way she dressed. Ishtar just smiled sweetly as she winked at her, giggling a bit as she saw the girl blushing slightly. When she entered the room her eyes started searching the place and… yep, a woman wearing a bikini top and shorts, barefooted above a counter while craning herself, nothing to see here.

The blonde’s expression was one of utter confusion, what could the girl be doing? Did she miss something up there? Perhaps it was some sort of pre match ritual? The wheels were turning in her head trying to figure out the situation, but in the end it was just too much as she just burst laughing for a few seconds until finally stopping, looking at the referee, trying to regain her composure.

“Did I get the wrong place?” She asked, Again? while thinking to herself. The ref shook her head, the blonde turned the attention to the woman standing at the counter.

“Hello missy, I’m heading off to change into something more… suitable.” She waved at her before starting to turn to the next room, before stopping halfway.

“Oh, and I don’t think we could both fit in there… wrestling might prove to be difficult.” She finished in a humorous way, a grin drawing across her face as she opened the door. Once there, she opened her bag, prepping her stuff before getting undressed and putting on her leotard. As this was a more lighthearted type of match she wasn’t wearing her usual boots or protections. Looking at one mirror to check that everything was alright, she went off, ready to rumble!

Spoiler

When she came back to the main room, at a glance everything was in place. She let her eyes linger watching the place as she did some light stretching. Both girls waited for her as she turned her attention to Suzuya, getting a good look. Truth be told, she didn’t really focus on her appearance before, as she was quite startled, but the woman met a lot of her standards and the blonde couldn’t help but let out an almost inaudible whistle as she approached her.

“My… you’ve made my day, love. I’m sure we’ll get to know each other better” Once finished, she blew a kiss in a flirty way. More than ready to have a go with her!

Whoever thought of booking a match with this kind of setting had good taste... wait a moment.

[Winter]

Suzuya only succeeded in displacing one ceiling tile before she heard the door whine as it was opened and floor creak to announce a new arrival. Twisting her mouth at having her search cut short - though the match would be far better fun, anyway - Suzuya let the tile fall loosely back into place and blinked into the door frame at the new arrival. It didn't take any closer inspection than her initial glance to recognize that the woman who wavered there, speaking to the referee, wrestled. Suzuya could spot a wrestler's body a mile away - unless they were built like that busty whippet, Aurelia.

Cute laugh, too. Suzuya's face stood passive, but only because she busied herself with sizing up Ishi's figure. A body worth a tussle and a test, there.

The referee offered the practical, if silent, answer to Miss Ishtar's question, and Suzuya supposed she did make for an odd sight up on the counter. With one hand on the ceiling, she wiggled in place and opened her mouth to speak. Before she could, Ishi branded her as "missy" and started making a beeline for the next room over. Suzuya thought she wouldn't get the chance to do much more than wiggle her fingers in greeting at the beauty before she disappeared, but the blonde's brief pause gave the mint-haired beauty a chance to call after her. "Tight spaces are no problem for meeee~," she called, with a sensual lilt.

Her golden gaze landed again on the referee, who gaped up at her in expectation. Suzuya waved a dismissive hand. "I'm coming down, worry-wart. I know you would be so eaten up if your favorite fell and hurt herself." That didn't elicit much but a sheepish glance-aside, but Suzuya did hop to the floor.

And Miss Ishtar hopped right back into her day a few moments later. Suzuya would have liked to see the way she hopped into that leotard personally, too; as it was, the result was more than welcoming to the eye, with what it hugged and left on display. More than what Suzuya liked to wear, in her barely-there top and minuscule shorts, but everyone had a style that suited them. Ishtar knew hers.

Sounded like Blondie liked Suzuya's, too. The former Seaside wrestler, totally in tune with her body, took the compliment as a reason to tilt against a hand on her hip in a way that gave Ishtar a nice peek at her muscle tone. The other hand brushed a loosely-braided pigtail behind her shoulder absently. "Oh, you're not setting a foot out of this room without knowing me~. That's personal policy." A wink followed her words.

"Anytime you're ready... and anytime Stripes here can stop drooling. Wouldn't want to slip on it while we're busy getting tangled."

[MsIshtar]

It was hard to describe the day as it was, but for the blonde right now it was surprise after surprise, the pleasant ones. It was clear that her opponent had quite the unique character, she struck her as rather lively… quite so.

Nonetheless, it was hard to keep thinking about her personality as Suzuya leaned a hand on her hips, tempting the blonde to look… and she did! Her eyes danced across her form, her toned figure was truly something to admire. As this was a best of three matches, the mere thought of worshipping those well built muscles, her lips trailing across that delicious frame… made her blush a little. Well, if she wins, she planned to do just that, but there was a bit of a charming difference between being able to do something and being forced to do it, one might even call it romantic.

She giggled a little when the woman stated her intentions, she was more than welcome to do so. “Oh? Now I might want to know about this policy of yours… first hand” She played with her hair, letting her digits twirl her tips as she bit her lower lips in a seductive way. She found equally amusing the follow-up-

“My… how unprofessional Ms Stripes, perhaps I should discipline you after the match, mmmh?” she said with a mixture of teasing and charm... but, well if the brunette was inclined that way, she wouldn’t mind to oblige. The referee’s cheeks reddened as she flustered and puffed her cheeks a bit, in a cutesy way, she wasn’t the talkative type it seemed “Adorable, perhaps another day” She kept to herself.

Even though there wasn’t anything more that she wanted that to start things off with the other beauty, her body still felt stiffer than desired, but that had an easy fix. She’d move towards the part of the apartment with padding on the floor, getting them more comfortable than around the furniture. While it was probable that they’d end up in the bed in the meantime, it seemed a more proper place to start.

“Let me warm up a bit before...” She’d sit on the mat while spreading her legs wide, reaching for her feet from side to side smoothly, displaying her flexibility in a mature demeanor… Preparing for the upcoming bout while trying to allure Suzuya in a manner that made her lose a bit of focus before they began.

“Come sweetie, we’ll end faster if you help me” She winked at Suzuya, while tilting her head, inviting the woman to sit in front of her, accompanying her in some stretching. After that, they’d be more than ready to start!

[Winter]

Suzuya Jukodo could stand still for exceedingly little, but having someone admire her body stood among those few. She did so while Ishtar appreciated her, doing nothing but blinking and smirking all the while. And her hand stayed on her hip while they bantered. It had nowhere else to be, and with two babes in the room who clearly enjoyed staring at her hard work and natural shape, there seemed absolutely no reason to let it rest anywhere else.

And score - Ishtar was all about her flirting. Suzuya had hoped for a good time in a match where one hottie must worship the other, but many times, she had to help get the other woman (or guy, on occasion) motivated and enthusiastic about the prospect of testing how hard a body could become when teased... and how soft it could become after, if the mint-haired wrestler had her way. Ishi dripped with intrigue, and with the way her stacked and inviting body dripped of "test my limits," Suzuya chewed at her lower lip in anticipation. "Trust me, you'll get the whole experience first hand... and first a few other parts of me, too~. That's just what I do."

Sounded like Ishi was catching on about the ref girl, too. The Japanese beauty shared a grin with Ishtar before it landed on said referee, sizing her up again. She needed to learn this admirer's name before she left today, she supposed. Couldn't always be "the ref." "I don't think that's any way to teach her. She would like it too much." The nervous chuckle said, yes, yes she would. And actually motivated the little brunette to speak. "You two should... prepare for your match. Two minutes."

Suzuya fired a lazy salute towards the referee, mumbled "So you're actually taking charge now" under her breath, and glanced to Ishtar in expectation. The blonde was, for the moment though, all about stretching, and Suzuya watched while she saddled over to the mats and presented an oh-so-enticing figure as she lay with legs splayed to each side. At the offer to come help, Suzuya tilted her shoulder in a slight shrug and sauntered until she stood before Ishtar.

She didn't stretch too much ahead of time herself - part bad habit and part believing it beneficial that, with her personal style of wrestling, a little stiffness helped rather than hindered - but for the sake of showing off the abs, arms, shoulders, and legs she had worked so hard to chisel, Suzuya plopped right down in front of her, spreading her own long legs across the mat until their feet nearly touched.

Before she did anything herself, Suzuya fixed her gaze on Ishtar. "You wanted help?"

[MsIshtar]

When it came to flirting and wrestling, Ishtar was more than glad to sway her way with her rivals, more so if they were so open about it like Suzuya, the blonde was certain that they’d have a good time brawling each other silly in this match.

“Oh? Color me intrigued… But it’s common courtesy to repay back what you’re given, that’s my policy.” Sparks of playfulness and fierceness gleamed in her eyes as the blonde raised an eyebrow, amused at Suzuya’s remark. Perhaps it was that her blood ran warmer today, but she really felt like giving this beauty a course of body to body grinding, probably the best course.

“Mmmh? What was that, talking from experience?” The women shared an accomplice grin by the way Suzuya looked at this charming ref of theirs, they surely had a story together or so the blonde thought. One that she’ll probably know once this ended, she wasn’t against the idea of adding more people on this thrilling date between them… this girl had better watch out carefully, otherwise she might find herself in quite a lovely pickle!

“Are you against it?” She asked while giggling a bit, an impish smile drawing across her face as Suzuya laid out her gorgeous figure right before her, legs splitting apart. Ishtar returned her gaze, staring at her eyes as if trying to read them, until suddenly the blonde’s eyes would soften up, seemingly innocent as she extended her hands towards her, offering them.

“If you don’t mind...” However, her intentions weren’t up to no good, if Suzuya took her hands the blonde would pull her body backwards until she rested her back on the floor, dragging the mint haired woman with her as she still grasped her hands, a sneak attack! Ishtar would try to wrap her neck with her legs, trapping her in a triangle choke.

It was a shame that her stretching was cut rather short, but oh well, Ishtar was more than sure that she could come up with something in the match to make up for it. She only needed to be creative and she was good at that.

[Winter]

"Sounds like we've got the same policy~ Except I don't really leave anyone who wrestles with me the power to repay the favor. Until later, anyway, if they're good~"

No, Suzuya had learned well at the Seaside League that once she had an opponent where she wanted her, she didn't stop the pressure and stimulation until she had no fight left in her - mentally or physically. Ishtar she planned to drive to that same point, though she had to leave the blonde with a little energy for the whole worship sessions that she would deserve after every fall. With the way Suzuya worked, though, Ishtar should have nothing but body worship on her mind after those falls.

But, all that came later. For now, they could bond over teasing Suzuya's not-so-secret admirer. "Only in her dreams so far," she chimed back, flashing the ref a challenging look and daring her to deny the accusation. Naturally, the ref didn't have the composure to do anything so bold as to disagree.

She did have the boldness to make them get ready for the match, however, and Suzuya gave another challenging look - this one to Ishtar. "I think you know the answer to that." She wasn't against anything involving watching a lithe, powerful body stretching.

She also wasn't the type to worry about treachery, and as Ishtar extended her hands, Suzuya leaned over to grasp the hands that her opponent offered her, wheeling her calves and knees back under her in the process.

With that shift of her balance, she was easy prey for Ishtar's rapid backward fall and the subsequent pull of her own hands that left her yelping as she teetered forward. She was too experienced a wrestler to not know what was coming next, and though she tried to keep her face from landing squarely in Ishtar's crotch, the blonde proved too adept with her legs. Suzuya sank into the waiting pair of thighs, buried deep in the triangle choke.

She whined and grumbled in equal portions, not quite able to form her complaint about Ishtar's trickery - she only uttered a muffled curse in Japanese and started squirming, thrusting for an inch of escape.

[MsIshtar]

“We barely know each other and I already like you sweetie, this will be so fun~” Iria replied Suzuya before asking her to help her with her stretches. Letting out a small chuckle as they teamed up against their adorable ref, which didn’t seem to mind that much. And as Suzuya sat in front of her and placed herself appropriately to stretch her, she didn’t suspect the blonde’s deception! Iria would look at Suzuya shrewdly as she grinned mischievously, dropping herself back until she laid on the floor, Iria dragged Suzuya’s body down with her, trapping her foe’s neck with her legs as she locked one of her arms between her breasts in the triangle choke!

Iria couldn’t help but let out a giggle as Suzuya’s features came down towards her crotch, she wouldn’t lose a moment as she tensed her thighs up, starting choking Suzuya in the hold! - “My… aiming to worship me there from the beginning? So bold~ ” - Iria chirped playfully as she wriggled her hips to the side to tease her, feeling Suzuya’s voice vibrating from down there as she tried to speak!

Iria noticed the ref coming a bit shaken from the turn of events, only to meet the blonde's smile as if to soothe her! - “This? Oh, she just couldn’t help herself, no worries~” Iria said innocently as she winked at Suzuya, trying to keep her struggles to a minimum as she kept draining her in the hold!

[Winter]

Well that was cheap! ...And Suzuya kind of liked it, even if it was an easy trick.

Suzuya didn't bother looking out for those easy tricks. Usually, with her sculpted muscles, she could just outpower someone trying to pull this trick on her. Usually. This time, she was trapped between her own broad bicep and a thigh that would have probably felt great against her face if it wasn't cutting off the blood flow to her brain with its strength. Add her eye being forced shut by the the tight hold, her mouth and nose forced into the friendliest contact with her opponent, and her ass stuck in the air from where Iria had flipped her forward, and Suzuya was sure she looked like a dummy. Just like she felt.

Frustration boiled within her with Iria's wink - even though she couldn't hear what the blonde was saying in her leggy cage - and she groaned another complaint into her opponent's crotch. She pulled at the opponent's wrapping thigh, but for all her strength, Suzuya wasn't pulling it free and she knew it. No, her handsy escape attempt was meant to be more of a distraction - but she couldn't waste time being coy. Already her head felt like it was going to explode from the constriction.

The hand slipped between Iria's legs instead, in the meager space remaining that Suzuya's head and arm didn't occupy, and at the same time, the Japanese amazon - who still had all the power in her core and legs behind her - pushed to try and stand and roll Iria onto her head!

[MsIshtar]

Iria loved the current turn of events. Suzuya firmly trapped in the hold, her features buried between her legs. The blonde truly enjoyed putting strong women such as her opponent in these kind of techniques. Iria didn’t blame Suzuya for falling prey to her charm and craftiness, she wasn’t the first and most certainly wouldn’t be the last!

“Now, now, don’t get so upset about it, you’re getting quite the nice view from there~” Purred Iria, noticing Suzuya’s irritated look as her attempt to pry herself away was unsuccessful. Iria certainly had a knack for keeping wrestlers locked in firmly, taking great pride in her technique. But this was nothing more than a ruse meant to distract her! Next, Suzuya's hand slid between her legs. And at the same time, she propelled herself with her legs, pushing herself forwards in an attempt to tumble Iria backwards!

Sensing the upcoming charge, Iria’s body acted on instinct, focusing all her strength in her lower body, her leg muscles tightening harshly from the strain, trying to keep her opponent in place. Although Iria herself was pretty strong she wasn’t enough to stop her. After some moments of struggling, her butt and lower back would leave the ground as she was being pushed backwards!

"Quite... impressive..." Grunted Iria about her foe's feat of strength, but this wasn't over! Deciding to change her strategy, Iria suddenly attempted to push Suzuya to the side with her legs, redirecting the weight and force so she’d fall to the mat on her side. If successful, Iria would relinquish the triangle choke and shift the position of her legs to apply an armbar!