C(K)atfight! - Katsumi Oshiro vs. Catalina Vicente(d)

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi almost feels guilty for crushing the other girl's stomach like that. Almost. Because she's grown on her. Always smiling, spunky, seeming to just have fun no matter what she throws at her. She has a certain warmth that makes her more attractive. And her accent's kind'a cute. And she's kind'a cute in general, but that's never stopped her from roughing up an opponent before. What keeps her from feeling any guilt, however, is the sever pain said cute, warm, upbeat girl has already put in her stomach. Plus, they're wrestling. Whether or not Katsumi has gotten under her skin, or Catalina is a sweetheart, the two got in the ring to dominate each other.

In fact, it kind've makes it more fun. They're on even footing.

With the other girl lying on the mat and clutching her abs, Katsumi finally rolls over onto all fours. She places one hand on her shoulder, the other behind her head. "C'mon, chica," she murmurs to her with a small, pained smile as she tugs, drawing her up to her feet. One hand hooks between her legs, the other over her shoulder. Both hoist the Argentinian into the air before dropping to a knee, bringing Catalina's ribs down over it in a rib-breaker. Promptly following impact, she lifts her up again, supporting her body held across her chest. Flowing with the momentum, Katsumi twists over with her, bringing her down hard against her back on the mat while slamming her body across hers in a powerslam!

[Bare]

Catalina was having a lot of fun in this match, even if she was hurting all over so far. But it just meant her opponent was the real deal! Someone on her level, the first of many challenges for her in LAW and she was determined to come out on top no matter what! Climbing to the corner Catalina thought she had it, after all Katsumi looked pretty out of it and disoriented after all the abdomen focused offense she had delivered to her. All she needed was one last big move to put this match away once and for all...

Except it wasn't that simple.

Landing on hard knees as opposed to soft abs Catalina had bounced off her foe's legs, clutching her own gut and gasping, totally vulnerable for her opponent as Katsumi began to force her up to her feet.. "Ngh.." Cat groaned out in pain as she was pulled up against her will to a standing position, knowing full well something bad was about to happen.

Feeling a arm loop between her legs and another grab her shoulder Cat's eyes would widen as she was suddenly hefted off her feet and then back down on Kat's knee against! "GAH!" She gasped out loudly in pain and would have fallen off again had she not been lifted up by Katsumi... and slammed right back down into the mat! "AGHHH!" She cried out, her back flaring up in agony along with her stomach from the drop!

[CyanDimitrik]

Upon landing across the girl on the mat, Katsumi's natural impulse is to hook the leg and continue lying over her in a pinfall. But even as the referee is getting into position to count it off, the punkette is lifting off of her again.

"Nah. I'm gonna give you a proper sendoff..."

Her hands hook beneath Catalina's shoulders, hauling the shorter girl up to her feet again. She has every intention of finishing her - but how? What would be a satisfying end for the girl on her debut?

Katsumi's gaze falls over her, scanning her tight, sleek body, before looking back up to her face with a smile. It may not be a finisher anymore, but she wants this. It'll be fun. And not to mention satisfying, bringing the Argentinian so close to her.

So, pulling on the arms to drape them around her neck, Katsumi's arms then loop around Catalina's waist. With a quick pull, she hoists the girl a little off her feet, supporting her body evenly with her. Hips rest against hips, battered and beaten stomach to stomach, breasts compressing tight to breasts, and one fair, flushed face staring directly back at Catalina's tanned, pretty features. With skin glistening in sweat and bangs matted to her brow, she begins to squeeze the girl. Her own stomach hurts tremendously still from the beating she's taken... but it's worth it. Worth it bringing the match to a close with an embrace, abdominals crushing abdominals, her heated breath washing against Catalina's lips.

The bearhug is only the start of her signature move... but she's going to enjoy the feel of her opponent locked against her, tight enough to feel one another's heartbeat.

"Don't tap...," she murmurs. A part of her wants to offer to go a little lighter on the grip if it's too much. She wants the pin finish, the fullness of her signature, to be the thing that puts Catalina down. Not the preamble crushing squeeze. "...gonna make sure the audience knows you're tough enough." Her head tilts slightly, just a subtle little bob to lightly bump her nose to the other girl's. The arms jostle a little and her back arches, propping Catalina's body more directly against hers and pressing her hips tighter to hers.

[Bare]

Catalina gasped and moaned softly in pain as she writhed and shifted on the mat, trying to get some feeling back into her abs and some air into her lungs as she tried to turn over. Key word being try but she was cut off by her opponent who grabbed her shoulders, hauling her up to a seated and then a standing position that was especially difficult for Cat to get too with the amount of pain she was in.

As she was forced to look at her opponent though Cat would blink in confusion, especially when she felt her arms grabbed and pulled around her foe's shoulders. "Huh?" Cat asked as a dusting of red finally crossed her face while Katsumi also wrapped her arms around her waist for a particularly intimate positioning between them. "I.. uh.. um.." She gaped out, not sure what Katsumi was doing but it would soon became clear as the woman's arms tightened around her, constricting her with a painful bearhug submission!

"Aghhh!" Catalina gasped out in pain.. and a small amount of arousal. It was hard to deny the intimacy of this particular submission, especially with how battered and sweaty they were, so perfectly leveled with one another, rubbing and grinding against each other and sending so many shocks of pleasure up here... It would have been nice had it not been for how breathless and painful the squeeze had put her in! "Ngh! Agh! I!.. I won't!" She cried out, promising that she wouldn't tap, but otherwise she wouldn't be able to do anything but wave her legs about! Which just so happened to cause even more friction between their lower regions as a result..

[CyanDimitrik]

Catalina wasn't the only one feeling it. Katsumi had developed kind of a soft spot for the girl, frustratingly chipper as she was. And now, holding her trapped against herself, body grinding to body in an effort to wear her down and weaken her to the point of a finish, it was only too easy to let her focus toy with the moment. The feel of their skin locked together, battered and beaten abdominals crushing equally battered and beaten abdominals, both bare. Neither particularly well-endowed, but breasts mashed against one another, rubbing with every shift and squirm. Every swing of Catalina's legs brings their thighs to rub together, with the thin material covering their hips doing little to shield them from that heated friction. And perhaps most intimate is the way Katsumi's eyes seek Catalina's, puffing through grit teeth, cheeks flushed.

Katsumi plays into the hold a little, despite her apology earlier for accidentally touching her. In an effort to grind against her body and wear her down further, she arches her back and rubs into her, abs sliding against abs, breasts bullying to breasts, and bringing the base of her hips to meet Catalina's.

"Nnh..!"

The referee hovers close, waiting for a submission! But a part of Katsumi is confident the Argentinian can hold out just a little longer. Just a hint further enduring the torture, for the sake of savoring the hold she has on her. And perhaps selfishly, Katsumi's hoping to glean some kind of indication the other girl is into it, however unlikely.

"Almost time...," she murmurs to her while keeping her embraced.

[Bare]

Catalina was in a dangerous predicament right now. After having her abdomen practically crushed on impact with Katsumi's knees she was left gasping and dry heaving in pain and would have needed a solid few minutes to recover. Had she been able to get them. But Katsumi was far too quick for her, forcing her up an dinto a painful bearhug submission that only made her already damaged ribs hurt even more! "Aghhh!" She cried out agonizingly as another shock of pain went through her from her ribs.

Though there was one other aspect of this hold that was equally as distressing as the pain though. Namely how... intimate the hold was, and how often both Cat and her opponent were rubbing and grinding against one another, made much worse by the fact that their sweaty forms were rubbing and pushing against each other that was to put it bluntly.. making Cat a little hot and bothered. "Hagh!" The breathless, sharp moan of pleasure slipped through her lips before she could stop herself, prompted by an especially hard thrust of her foe's hips against her own.

Still despite the.. odd mix of pain and pleasure she was in Catalina was hanging in there. Barely, but still, the damage she had taken, and the bearhug that was continuing it was bad, but not so much so that it was unbearable. In fact the pleasure she was getting from the hold, while distressing, acted as a bit of a distraction from the pain, allowing Catalina to at least somewhat endure it for the time being.

[CyanDimitrik]

The hold was everything Katsumi was hoping to accomplish near the beginning of their match: her spry, frustrating foe, trapped and helpless in her arms, crying out in pain, seemingly moments from submitting to her. But it's thoroughly glossed over by the budding sensuality of it; feeling every curve of her body against herself, the heat from her skin, every line and contour of her abdominals pressing into her own. Each squeeze grinding their bodies together, hearts pounding against one another. The Punk Princess's heated, heavy breaths beat against Catalina's neck and shoulder, her bright eyes affixed to the Argentinian's face. When she hears that moan escape her, she cinches up on her lower back again, arching her spine to push tighter into her belly, the hips pressing harder into Catalina's.

She isn't sure what she's thinking right now. The carnality of physically dominating the cute girl who seemed impervious to her taunts is so... exquisite.

Finally, however, it's time to end it.

Keeping her body locked hard against herself, Katsumi pops into the air and twists over! It's a high angle belly-to-belly suplex, bringing Catalina down against the mat with thunderous impact, Katsumi's body slamming squarely atop hers! A former finisher, now relegated to a signature move - the Shutdown.

[Bare]

Catalina was in a world of hurt so far against Katsumi, the bearhug that was locked against her making her cry out in agony, along with a fair bit of sensual pleasure, courtesy of how much their sweaty bodies were grinding and rubbing against one another. Not to mention the carnal thrusting of Kat's hips against her own, making it hard for Cat to think let alone actively fight back against the hold.

"Aghhh!" She cried out waving her legs about once more, and then just as her vision began to darken and she felt like she couldn't take anymore, she was suddenly flung backwards, crashing into the mat with a brutal impact, so hard that she bounced off of the mat before landing flat on her back, gasping but otherwise limp, seemingly out of it!

[CyanDimitrik]

The impact of Catalina's body hitting the mat is only redoubled by Katsumi's landing squarely atop her at the completion of the belly-to-belly suplex signature. Instantly feeling the resistance leave her opponent's smaller frame, Katsumi tucks in for the final pinfall, just as she intended. Her right hand sets to Catalina's left bicep to hold the arm and shoulder down. Her left forearm crosses against her face to push it aside towards the camera, letting everyone at home get a good look at her pretty, albeit defeated face. Katsumi tosses her hair over the opposite shoulder, the damp, silky tresses falling like a curtain as she rests poised over her, panting. Smooth, svelte, sweating body lies flush against hers, unabashed in its contact or the heat between them, the heartbeats easily felt. Breasts mash tight over breasts, bare abs covering bare abs, and Katsumi's hips docked tight against Catalina's.

"Stay.. down.. s'over..," she murmurs to her between breaths, every heated, heavy exhale beating against the girl's neck.

She gives the bicep a light squeeze as she waits for the referee to count the pinfall, loving the position while it lasts.

"ONE!" The mat reverberates under the strike of the palm.

Catalina's been... an unusual opponent. Effervescent would be the word in English. She seemed to be having fun, no matter what she did to her, and it was kind've refreshing. A little annoying, but at the same time, refreshing. She hopes this loss, being pinned under her, won't dampen that.

[Bare]

Thrown to the mat violently and brutally and left practically stunned there as a result, Catalina was understandable out of it. The lights above her looked brighter than usual, the sounds of the crowd were dulled far away, leaving her feeling like she was in another place entirely than the ring. Now with Katsumi draping herself on top of her, something that just felt like a warm, soft weight on her chest, it seemed a slam dunk that this match would be ending here and now.

"TWO!!"

Somewhere in the back of Cat's mind though something went off, like an alarm bell triggered by a situation as opposed to a time. Like the very sound of the two count being made triggered Catalina's instinctive ring awareness and made her aware that SOMETHING was wrong, and it quickly got her neurons firing. Was this how her debut ended? Would this reflect her skill to LAW well? Was she ok with this? The answer, to the last one was one Cat came too in record time given her condition, and it was a resounding no.

"THR- BREAK!"

Somehow, someway, even after hearing Kat's exhausted breaths, Catalina had managed to put everything she had into turning to one side, pushing her arm up in the process to get a single shoulder off the mat! It wasn't much, but it was just enough to secure the match continuing onwards!