Hitting It Off

[Bare]

Alizeh giggled a bit as she felt Blaise push himselg onto her, asserting his weight against her frame while easing her leg back. In response Alizeh allowed herself to recline back onto the bed with Blaise on top. Watching with bit lips she saw him remove her leg and slide it up against his shoudler, his fingers pressing into her thigh sending a shiver through her body.

Feeling his arm pressing against her collar she chuckled and decided to play along a bit. One hand reaching up to grab his hand, the orher went around to the back of his head. ”Mhmmm yes.” She purred out feeling Blaise’s lips on her abs. Hand tightening against his hair, her other slid up and down the male’s arm, tracing his bicep with her finger nail. Leanjng up she also began gently kissing his arm while bridging her back, thrusting her stomach further against his face.

[CyanDimitrik]

Everything about it is bizarre and perfect. The girl, herself? Fresh from a fight. Her adrenaline running. Her body worn down, but eager. The abs on full display, offered up to him. But this is just... so not normal for him.

Whatever.

She's evidently loving it. Blaise isn't going to deny her what they both want. And what he's increasingly aware by the moment, what he wants, is the girl lying beneath him.

As her nails run along his bicep, a smirk edges the corner of Blaise's lips and he flexes the limb and presses the forearm against her collar a little harder to assert the 'pin'. The other hand squeezes her muscled leg, kneading her smooth inner-thigh. And her stomach, so generously pressed to his face, gets the majority of his attention.

It begins with kisses, his lips exploring the lines of muscletone through her midsection, savoring the level of feminine fitness on display. As he sinks lower to the pit of her stomach, the kisses becomes a teasingly firm nuzzle, pressing hard into her gut to test the firmness of her abs. As the pressure eases, the teasing continues with his tongue teasing against her bellybutton, tasting her skin.

[Bare]

Alizeh knew she should probably learn her arousal post match, but at the moment she certainly wasn’t minding this little quirk of hers. After all Blaise’s lips were goibg all across her previously pained stomach, changing the painful sensations there to those of pleasure, which after her hard fought win was something she desperately needed.

As his lips went lower and lower, she arched her back up, pressing her abs further into his face, in turn the male pressed his forearm into her chest. Rather than feeling pressured or breathless, she only started to suck and kiss Blaise’s arm, determined to leave as many hickies as possible along the length of his forearm.

Meanwhile her free hand went down low to the boy’s hair, her fingers entangling in his locks and holding his head as his tongue on her belly sent absolute chills running up her spine. ”Mhmmmm that’s it keep going!” She moaned out as she lightly began thrusting her hips up against his chest and grinding against him softly.

[CyanDimitrik]

Feeling her hips lift and push against his chest, Blaise simply reciprocated; his knees push against the padded surface, and he grinds his toned, firm chest against her hips when offered. Each motion is heavy, but paced to match her hips' thrusts. It's absolutely unconventional, and perhaps only a situation a pair of wrestlers could fully appreciate, but the more he lets himself indulge and stop questioning it, the more he's loving it. 'Pinning' a fighter, making her writhe, lavishing her athletic body... the outside world will be fine for a while without them, right?

Feeling her fingers tangle in his hair, and that bucking of her hips, even the feel of her heart beating faster beneath his arm, all tells him that he's doing precisely what she likes. And what she likes is either being sensually pinned and teased, or her midsection getting attention. He's fine with either, but he suspects it's more the latter. The encouragement is met with more strokes of the tongue, caressing her bellybutton while his face nuzzles tighter into her abdominal muscles. Each heavy exhale is a burst of warmth against her dampened skin and flexing stomach.

The arm along her chest presses in a little tighter at the feel of the kisses, hand tilting at the wrist to deliberately settle his palm over her breast and the fabric of her wrestling top, starting a teasing, subtle brush. The other hand, still occupied with hooking her leg for the 'pin', strokes its fingers just a little closer to the base of her hips.

[Bare]

Alizeh was a mewling mess underneath Blaise, enjoying the feeling and sensations of his body sgainst hers, the way his lips anr tongue danced along her stomach. His toned, muscular arm pressing into her chest to hold her down as best he could, the thrusting and grind of his own toned abdominals along her hips. It was something she enjoyer immensely, contrary to how she was sure many gals backstage enjoyed sex but she was an odd case. Or at least she assumed herself to be.

Ever since she was little, Alizeh loved competitions, turning even the smallest of things or games into competitions or tournaments. She made loud boasts just to get others to challenge her. It was why wrestling was such a perfect career choice for her, it was competition incarnate. So now, even as adult, something as carnal and personal as sex, was somethint she wanted to compete against another in. Not just in hentai matches, but in general. Its why Blaise taking this as if it were a match was pleasing her so much.

But... that being said... just cause she enjoyed it did’t mean she wasn’t gonna compete. Suddenly and without wranjng she grabbed Blaise’s arm and pushed it to the side off her neck. Her legs too also raised up perching a bit tighter on his hips and her hand in his hair tightened just a bit more control. In a matter if seconds the gentle and nuzzling position they had been had been turned into a aggressive wrestling hold as Alizeh looked to turn them over, chamging their positions so she was the one on top!

If she was successful in their role reversal Alizeh would pull her hands and legs free from Blaise’s body as she sat up above him, using his waist as a seat. ”Mhmmm my turn.” She breathed in a husky, adulterous tone as her hands slid up the length of her toned, now saliva slick abs and over her voluptuous chest and into her hair, tossint it back in a wild, untamed yet naturally beautiful way.

Looking down at Blaise with a predatory gleam in her eye she smirker ever so slightly. “Hope you’re ready tiger.” She breathed out as she scooted forward, her crotch resting just on the edge of his chest while she reached to his head, grabbing a gentle handfull of hair and pulling his head up, pressing his face against her crotch in the process. “You did such a good job of pleasing me, have some fun there while I get more comfortable.” She breathed out as her legs came down on either side of his head to hold keep his face firmly where it was, right between her crotch

[CyanDimitrik]

The rising intensity of the sounds Alizeh was making, the way she's squirming and reacting to his every touch, tells him he's doing exactly what she wants. Which is perfectly fine for him, as it happens to be exactly what he wants as well. The green-haired girl is a specimen, for sure. Tight, lean body, fresh from a fight, emerging the victor, her muscles tensed noticeably, skin bared...

Suddenly, things are shifting! Blaise finds the two pitching to the side on the bed, with the girl perched over him. Naturally she'd want the dominant position. After all, she'd just come from pinning a girl. But if he's being honest with himself, he wants that top position, too. If she wants to wrestle for it, he'll more than happily oblige her. But not too quickly. Not too suddenly. This is a match of seduction, the likes of which Blaise is... well, excessively unaccustomed. Fortunately enough, Alizeh is very much taking the reins on that.

As the tanned, beautifully spunky girl paws over herself, emphasizing her allure, his hands come to rest over her thighs. His fingers dance along the sensitive inner-skin, generously on display courtesy of her small trunks. What she says gets the curious perk of an eyebrow, but he doesn't speak. He just watches her for the moment, running his fingers along her skin - until she's grabbing him by the head.

Eyes widen.

Face meets crotch.

His hands instinctively, immediately, raise to either side of her hips. But he shortly after begins nuzzling to continue teasing her, starting slow and letting her feel the contours of his face, before slowly plying more pressure towards the base of her hips. His right hand slides up from her hip to her waist, and finally inwards against her stomach, index finger teasingly scritching over her navel.

[Bare]

Their bodies were in phenomenal sync with eachother, their contours and forms rubbing and pressing again one anothers wonderfully. Her sweaty and worked up body being worked over in the best of ways by the hungry mouth of her impromptu lover. What had excited her the most now however was their sudden change of position.

Alizeh had decided that she bad enough of Blaise on top and admittedly, working her stomach over like a damn pro. But now she wanted to be the one on top. Literally. Pulling his face into her crotch Alizeh shuddered softly as she felt him nuzzle and rub into her nethers. The hands along her hips and waist being like sprinkles on top a shiver inducing sundae as she pumped her hips forward, humping his face while sucking air in through her teeth.

”Mhmmm yeah thats it baby, keep going.” Alizeh moaned out softly as she grinded against his face. Reaching behind herself she smirked down at him as she began unclipping her top, tossing it away, now leaving her fairly large breasts to hang free. Smirking she would reach down and grab the male’s wrists and pull them up, across her body, letting Blaise savor the feeling of her skin under his.

As they neared her chest Alizeh would smirk as she finally brought the boy’s hands to a stop, right over her breasrs. Smirking and giggling mischeviously Alizeh gently rubbed his palms into her breasts, deciding to wait and see how long it take for him figure out what his hands were againt

[CyanDimitrik]

Positive feedback in both spoken and unspoken form, Blaise can only continue to work Alizeh's hips. With her bucking forward, he understands it to mean she wants more. Harder. She may not specifically say that, but her body betrays her. The nuzzles grow aggressive, more targeting the base of the hips. His left hand sets to the side of her bottoms to keep her from toppling back from the pressure, coincidentally squeezing her rear in the process. The other hand continues scritching his fingertips along the defined abdominal muscle, grazing the bellybutton.

Though focused on working her up and ultimately towards climax, Blaise is distantly aware of what she's doing further above. He can't hear it when it happens, but when he feels her pulling his hands upwards, he's certain where they're going. Smooth skin, nipples, and decidedly not needing the coaxing of her hands to begin rubbing against them. Firm, circular motions peppering over the likely more pronounced sensation of working her nethers, a smirk touches Blaise's lips. She liked a little competition... she's getting exactly what she wants... maybe a little more would spice things up even further.

Blaise's hands press harder into her breasts, palms working the centers while his fingers knead her curves. But it's the arch her back. Without a hand supporting her against the pressure on the two-pronged sensual assault taking place, the objective is to topple her back onto the bed again, this time in a decidedly more risque, zero subtlety position. And should he drop the green-haired girl flat on her back, the ministrations won't end. The hands press more firmly into the breasts, pumping them with his palms. The nuzzling becomes more aggressive, harder, attempting to drive the girl to orgasm.

[Bare]

Alizeh giggled softly as she felt his hands immediately find purchase against her breasts and almost immediately went to work squeezing and playing with them. It was no surprise after all given her assets and the way things had been going so far. Now with virtually all her sensitive areas covered Alizeh was in a world of pleasure as a response to the sensations courtesy of Blaise.

But... she could feel him pushing down with more force than was neccessary, a bid to reverse things once again and reclaim the top spot. ‘Hehe cute.’ She thought to herself as she fell back, seemingly about to be toppled over onto the bed... However she braced herself at the last moment by reaching back... and grabbing hold of Blaise’s member under his pants.

”Hehe aww does someone want another turn in charge?” She cooed out as she squeezed and rubbed his cock under hand in a purposeful and sensual way, goading him and taking him by surprise as she pushed his face deeper between her legs. ”Too bad I’m not done with my thrn yet boo ~” Alizeh purred as she stroked his member at a increasing pace while thrusting his face, throwing her head back and moaning as she felt herself building up. After all she managed to stay on top, but his mouth and hands were certainly slemthing else... but... her own hand was going to work on Blaise’s own private area. So it wasnjust a matter of time before one burst

[CyanDimitrik]

Halted! Blaise immediately feels the abrupt stop in momentum when Alizeh catches herself for two reasons. Two very, very obvious reasons. What she grabs is stiff, rigid, achingly firm for her, and every shift of her hand is met with a subtle, if somewhat distracted roll of the hips, the unexpected contact causing his heart to spike and breath to hasten further.

Every exhale is a blast of heat against the girl's hips, and thanks in no small part to that added handiwork - so to speak - from Alizeh, the nuzzling becomes more aggressive. If she insists that this be her perch, so be it. He's too far gone to give it any thought, and every sound she makes above him, from the sound of her breath to the way she speaks, makes him want to see her peak all the more. As her hips buck forward, his face presses tighter, nuzzling hard through her trunks, before opting to up the ante. Mouth open, teeth teasingly grazing against her nethers through the fabric. Simultaneous, his fingers curl, squeezing her breasts, fingertips finding and flicking the sensitive nipples.

The nuzzling and flicking intensifies with each passing second. Blaise has decided right here, right now, he wants her climaxing.