Not Done With You Yet

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna laid there a bit longer, watching Katsumi smile with her, feeling an overwhelming happiness begin to fill her. Soon, Anna would feel Katsumi hold the back of her neck again as she guides her to stand up, facing each other.once they did, Katsumi would wrap her arms around Anna once more and put her into a bearhug once more, lifting Anna off the ground some.

At this point, Anna's stomach was in serious pain from all the tight squeezing, but she didn't want to let Katsumi know, wanting her best and to not let up. Anna's breasts pressed firmly against Katsumi's, and her hips against Katsumi's hips. Anna blushed some as she took and slowly brought her legs uparound Katsumi's waist, trying to put Katsumi into a body scissor, wanting to try and squeeze her as much as she was being squeezed

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi maintained that tight pressure, noting the way Anna's legs raised to entangle around her. It's convenient for what she had in mind! But she might've preferred a little distress, a little thrash.. it's fine! She can just hurry along with what she has in mind, instead! After all, the bearhug is only the preamble to what she intended, and the legs are starting to squeeze in on her.

"You remember.. this move.. don'cha?," she asks with a wry smile, hopefully prompting the recent memory.

Regardless, she doesn't linger in the position. Instead, she twists over with the girl, hopping into the air and dropping back down with a torque. Anna is slammed down to the apartment floor beneath her, Katsumi's body slamming directly atop hers in a hard belly-to-belly suplex! And if Anna's memory serves, she may recall the announcers declaring that move the Shutdown signature!

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna tried harder and harder to try and squeeze Katsumi's midsection with her legs, hoping to maybe wear her down a little bit. However her squeezing did not seem to have any affect on the Punk Princess as she took and twisted the two of them before hopping in the air and slamming Anna to the floor, Katsumi landing right on top of her. Anna let out a loud gasp as the air was forced out of her body from the impact.

"T-T-The...Shutdown" Anna said weakly, barely remembering the name of the move she was hit with not too long ago in the ring. Anna's legs released Katsumi's midsection as she laid there under the Punk Princess, trying to catch her breath from the hard slam. Although Anna was in quite a bit of pain now, she didn't mind her position under Katsumi, feeling her press down against her.

[CyanDimitrik]

"That's right," purrs Katsumi, a bit more pleased with the look of impact on her guest. She's an odd ducky. She's kind of made peace with herself. But the more important thing is that she's currently on top of her bikini-clad opponent! She releases her waist to reach down, pulling her legs a little to better hook hers behind them, then hook again at the ankles in a grapevine. Thighs flex against thighs, and she pulls her legs a little wider, naturally locking hips against hips. She reaches for Anna's wrists next to draw up and above the Latina's head to pin her arms down. The end result sees the two lying face to face, stretched taut against one another with only the thin material of their swimsuits separating them. Little left to the imagination that the sense of touch isn't revealing, beyond the already excessive, warm skin contact.

Head lifting, she studies Anna's face with a coy smile. To test the waters, Katsumi shifts herself, deliberately brushing the base of her hips against Anna's.

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna groaned slightly under Katsumi as she took and closed her eyes for a moment, trying her best to recover from the hard slam and enjoying the feeling of their bodies against each other. Well they were about to get a whole closer as Katsumi slowly entangles her legs with Anna's, hooking her ankles with Anna's ankles, putting her into a grapevine. Then Anna's wrists are grabbed, and slowly raised above her head, fully pinned under Katsumi now.

Anna looked up into Katsumi's eyes, the thin fabric of their bikinis separating them still. Anna blushed a bit feeling their hips press against each other, seeing Katsumi smile down at her. Anna couldn't help but smile back at her as she felt Katsumi shift, feeling their hips brush together. Anna bites her lip as the Punk Princess shifts, enjoying this position lots and getting slightly turned on from the brushing of their hips. Anna's back arches a little as she tries to brush her hips against Katsumi's hoping to take and possibly return what she was doing to her while pressing her breasts against Katsumi's breasts, and bare stomach against bare stomach.

[CyanDimitrik]

This certainly seemed like it was the pin to finish off the night. At least, from Katsumi's perspective. She had Anna right where she wanted her, stretched, secured, and only kind'a fighting back. Of course, she can assume why she isn't fighting back in earnest. Katsumi would probably be a little reluctant to wrestle free of a pin like this, too, the person on top pending. And while thoughts like that may normally be distracting... it's kind of the point here.

Feeling Anna reciprocate, her smile adjusts into a smirk. Her back arches to ply more pressure along the Latina's body, brushing herself more fully over her. The curvature of her breasts tuck beneath Anna's only to push upwards against her, teasingly rubbing. Abdominal tone grinds along abdominal tone, relishing in the skin and muscle contact. But her hips become the focal point, propping herself deliberately against Anna to begin a heavier, persistent grind.

"Should I start counting now... or wait..?," she teases.

[LevelXZombieGamer]

As Katsumi takes and arches her back against Anna, Anna gets pushed back down fully against the floor, her breasts being pushed upward and abs grinding against Katsumi. Anna didn't think this hold could feel any better than it already was, but then Katsumi takes and starts to grind her hips harder against Anna. Anna couldn't hold back how she felt, letting out a soft moan. Her face turned red, looking up at the Punk Princess

"Y-Y-You can count i-if you want, b-b-but I might not stay down" Anna then trying to grind her hips against Katsumi just as hard as she was doing to her. She also began to take and try and lift her arms up, struggling a bit against Katsumi in a playful way, wanting to take and see what exactly the Punk Princess would do to her at this point.

[CyanDimitrik]

Hips push upwards, and Katsumi responds by intensifying the grind. It was the intention anyway, and feeling Anna struggle under her - play though it was - was all the more exciting. Arms flex, her legs squirming to better position her hips against Anna's, bucking slightly beneath them.

"Nah.. I wanna time it... perfectly...," she murmurs between breaths.

Eager to work the girl into a frenzy beneath her, Katsumi ramps up the pace and pressure, stroking herself against her pinned 'opponent'. It's a double-edged sword, however, the thin material separating them doing nothing to dilute the electrical sensation paid back on her own tingling nerves.

[LevelXZombieGamer]

Anna began to take and squirm more under Katsumi, the pleasure from all the grinding starting to build up. Anna panted a bit as she tried harder and harder to get one arm up or one of her legs free from the grapevine, her face turning red as she continuously rubbed against the Punk Princess's body.

"W-W-Well, y-you better keep a good grip then, c-cause imma get free soon" Anna playfully teased in between breaths.

Anna knew that with Katsumi's strength, she had no way of escaping, but that didn't stop her from trying as hard as she could. Seeing that her legs were not gonna to escape any time soon, Anna took and focused all her strength into her arms, wanting to try and get her wrists up off the ground, even for a second, wanting to show Katsumi that she can somewhat fuffill what she just said

[CyanDimitrik]

Oh, the struggling is appreciated. It makes it all the more fun! The spirit of competition is strong in this one, and it permeates nearly everything about her. Her social life, her leisure, her work life, how she derives meaning out of life... so even the amount of struggle Anna is able to provide in this situation makes it all a bit more thrilling for the Punk Princess. And feeling her lift her wrist a bit urges Katsumi to press down a bit harder, to work herself a little faster against her. Skin sliding over skin, abdominals grinding to abdominals, her breasts rubbing tightly along Anna's, all notion of pretense has been lost. She's trying to recapture the sensation from the ring, and so far, so great. And though this could be considered something akin to a hentai match, that isn't exactly something the girl is used to.

Wrestle-sex is a strange thrill. But a thrill she's fully committed to in the moment, eager to bring the other girl to hit her peak first.

Her back arches, locking her hips tighter against Anna's, stroking herself forward and back. Each stroke is punctuated with a heavy, breathy exhale colored with a subtle strain in her voice, muscles flexed to keep Anna pinned while she works her over.