Sparking the War (For Riotgrrl)

[TiefBlau]

Heather let out a long breath as she stretched herself out a little in the locker room. She was pretty much done for the day when it came to wrestling, ready to just relax herself, maybe kick back a bit in the locker room before finally heading home. So far, her time in LAW has been quite the eventful one, a time t hat she wouldn't give back for a second. She stuck her tongue out a bit as she opened her locker, grinning to herself in the little mirror that she had as she snickered a bit.

"Future middleweight champion, right?" She said, snickering a little again to herself, squirming around before she nod her head. She was sure she was heading straight to the top and told herself there wouldn't be a single person that could stop her path. She took a deep breath, pulling off her attire one by one, ending up in just her black bikini top with her black cotton panties and her purple and black striped thigh-highs, bending to look through her stuff to fish for her casual wear.

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha was in a foul mood, far worse than usual. She had just been talking to LAW management about an upcoming idea and her status in LAW. It hadnt gone well, but the Russian was never one to play by the rules. She had taken issue with her tag partner, Sofia, who was frankly the worst wrestler in LAW. Initially she had been good, but outside distractions had cost the pair matches, and her performance was dipping. Natasha had many friends back home in her native land, she was adored and had been making any calls and answering many emails.

Things were about to change in LAW!

That said, she still had Sofia in contend with, maybe with the right rival, the blond could redeem herself?

Natasha entered the locker room, about to work off some of the frustration. She had agreed to meet Sofia to spar, although was dubious given the blond nearly ended her career after a nasty and botched Shoulder Breaker which did pretty much as the name suggested. The feeling of heat from the showers hit Natasha as she walked in and placed her bag down, when she noticed a large rump wiggling at her from a girl she had never seen before.

"I had no idea it was zee super heavyweight locker room in zee law?" She chuckled to herself, but loud enough for Heather to hear. At this point Natasha didnt know it was Heather, she knew of the girl having seen her in a previous promotion, but then again, the Russian was never the most tactful of girls. Turning away, Natasha pulled off her top to reveal her bare breasts, the sweat already beading along the sides and in her cleavage, it sure was hot in here today.

She thought nothing more of her comment and proceeded to sit her rather impressive bottom down and pull at her boots, looking to remove them, aided by the fact she was wearing her tight Lycra leggings.

[TiefBlau]

Heather was keeping to herself for the most part, fishing through her stuff to find her clothing. She didn't even notice that Natasha had entered the locker room with her as the girl got quite the view of Heather's panty clad ass. It took a bit after Natasha's statement before Heather took in and realized what she just said. She froze up in the position that she was in at first, clicking her tongue a little in frustration before standing up straight, turning to look at the girl who had just spoken.

It was quite he lovely sight she had to admit, her eyes darting down just a bit to those bare, sweaty breasts, biting her lip before she shook her head, pushing that out of it as she tapped her foot a couple times.

"The hell did you just say about me?" She let out, shooting a glare over at Natasha, clenching the t-shirt that she had pulled out in her right hand, planting her free hand on her hip afterwards. "You want to take that ridiculous statement back? I really think you should. Not the best of things to be saying about someone like me."

[RiotGrrl]

As Natasha pulled off her boots, she revealed the tiny socks that she wore underneath. Heather's voice caused her to look up and then she made eye contact with her. Natasha immediately recognized Heather, and the memory came back. They had fought before! Natasha and Heather had traded smothers in a match and truthfully, she hated Heather for daring to use her own finisher against her with a facesit pin. Immediately the purple haired Russian stood up, bare breasted and in her Lycra bottoms and socks.

"Oh zis iz too perfect! I knew LAW waz ztruggling but I didnt know they were now ztooping zis low!"

The Russian took a step toward Heather now trying to intimidate the wrestler, and in the process let her gaze trail over Heather's lovely body. She smirked and looked her up and down. "What are you doing here anyway, zis place is for proper wrestlers, unlezz you came zo I can zit on your ugly face again??" Natasha looked beyond Heather and she could see through the locker room door and into the gym, a number of rings were empty, "Zee ring is free behind you, I can alwayz humiliate a jobber like you"

[TiefBlau]

Heather scoffed a bit at those words, tapping her foot in frustration that she would talk about her in that way. It was taking all that Heather had to not try and take a swing at Natasha right there. She wanted to shut the girl up, her accent just grating on her and making the insults even worse. Tapping her foot a bit, she took in all that she was saying before pushing her chest out a bit as she let her approach her.

"Hmph..I could say the same about you. You talk all you want but when it comes down to it, I bet you're incredibly happy to see me because you'll get the chance to be under my ass again" She smirked, sticking her tongue out at her a little before she took about the rings in the gym. Heather peered behind her a bit, looking through to the gym before she let out a long breath, thinking about it.

"Mngh..I honestly was fully ready to head home and relax..but I think you deserve an ass kicking for all the stuff you're spouting. So, fine then, I'll take you on in the gym."

[RiotGrrl]

The Russian both grinned and was annoyed. She was happy because Heather took the bait, knowing that Sofia or any of the Russian Federation could come at any time as agreed for their sparring match. Natasha was certain that even a 2v1 or 3v1 would be enough to humiliate Heather badly, let alone if Oksana or Olga turned her. They alone were enough to flatten the skilled wrestler.

However, Natasha was annoyed at how Heather reminded her of the facesit she suffered. Natasha would never admit it, but it was up there with the most erotic smothers she had experienced, there was one other, another LAW wrestler who had pinned her in such a manner, and it turned her on a lot. Yes, Natasha was a dominatrix and a heel, but she could be broken easily with the right circumstances, and Heather was virtually her Kryptonite. "You actually want me to punish you again zilly girl?" Natasha laughed and stepped close now, letting her bare breasts squash against Heather's equally impressive chest. Nose to nose she purred slowly and seductively, "How about zee rematch of before, a ten count smother match, I am zure you recall my methods of smothering you..."

Natasha was trying to spark the memory of her assets, and dirty tricks in Heathers mind. She had a very special few moves planned, especially if the Federation arrived and made it a numbers game against Heather.

Slipping away, the Russian walked and swung her hips, so her large jiggly bottom would fill Heathers vision and made her way into the ring of the hot gym

[TiefBlau]

Heather had no idea what exactly could be waiting for her when she joined Natasha in the gym, thinking it would just be one on one the entire time. She didn't even know of the whole faction t hat Natasha seemed to be leading, Heather just thinking she was just her and her normal self. She grinned at their whole talk before Natasha moved up to her, pressing her breasts firmly against her own.

Feeling those bare, sweaty breasts that nearly dampened her bikini top against her chest made her blush quite a bit, clearing her throat slightly. "Trust me, you won't be doing any sort of punishing. I'll me reminding you exactly how it felt to be pinned down beneath me yet again. You're gonna love it." She said, nodding a couple times even with how close they were, though averting her eyes slightly at remembering fully the match t hey had, remembering how much she as well ended up smothered by Natasha and getting caught by quite the dirty way t hat Natasha fought in the ring. She clicked her tongue, pushing it in her head that she would just avoid all that. "Sounds good to me. You want to be smothered by me for that long, I won't stop you"

She tried not to stare at her lovely hips as Natasha turned away, but she just couldn't resist. She had to admit, Natasha was very well...equipped for this sort of match. She took a deep breath, finally taking her eyes off her Lycra clad bottom as she followed her into the gym, her eyes darting around the place.

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha entered the gym and was hit by the heat. Sweating hard already pre-match she got into the ring and went to a corner. The Russian watched as Heather approached and she couldnt resist giving her one more taunt. "You keep up zee talking and I will smother you into silence biatch!" Natasha was pretty fired up and stepped out immediately offering Heather a grapple by raising her hands.

"Lets zee if you can ztill wrestle jobber girl!"

The Russian had to keep her calm because Heather was a very skilled wrestler, although Natasha could remember all of her weak spots and would try to exploit them as soon as possible in order to teach the girl a lesson

[TiefBlau]

Heather slid into t he ring shortly after, taking a deep breath as she stretched herself out a little. She was a bit flustered that she was about to wrestle in her bra and panties against a topless girl wearing nothing but Lycra and socks, clearly already covered in sweat. Her heart was racing quite fast at the whole situation ,gulping hard as she narrowed her eyes.

"Tch..we'll see who the jobber is." She let out as she took her up in that grappling position. She moved against her, pushing more and more as she tried to force the Russian back into the corner.

[RiotGrrl]

The Russian grappled hard with Heather, her sock covered foot stamping hard as her hands shot out, The pair would jockey for position and Natasha felt herself being pushed back. The one thing the Russian did well was sneaky dirty moves. She hit the turnbuckle pads and raised her hands. "Break, ropes!" she commanded, with no legitimate ref girl to actually enforce it, something Natasha had forgotten. She was trying to play on Heathers goodwill, if it worked she would undoubtedly try something to distract Heather and get the upper hand, however, it was a risk if Heather didnt want to play by the rules herself.

If Heather backed off from the grapple, Natasha would send out a leg, looking to kick Heather straight into the tummy and try to start an offence.