Boiling Point

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer wanted HEAT to come, and she came. Oh, did she ever come.

She could barely get her hands up as her sparring partner charged at her with a mad dash, closing the gap in a flash and lashing out with battering strikes. Though her blows weren’t the heaviest, they made up for quality with quantity, firing in furious succession. Freezer attempted to get her to attack, but there was no opening she could find. It was a wall of offense, constantly advancing.

Freezer found her back up against the ring’s apron, and it was there that she made her stand. With nowhere to go backward, she lashed out, pushing at HEAT’s chest to drive away and create space. It wouldn’t be much, but it was all she needed.

She leaped up, grabbed the ropes, held on tight, brought her legs up, and shot them out towards HEAT’s chest as she came in again, trying to hit with both heels at once. An unorthodox maneuver, but that was the beauty of sparring - no better time to experiment.

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko felt her forearm strikes land, feeling exhilarated to lay into Freezer like she was. Her back was against the apron and she had nowhere to go. Mihoko would let out a yell as she was pushed back by Katakura eventually though, stopping her onslaught briefly. As she stomped back towards Freezer, she was suddenly hit with a dropkick with assists from the ropes!

It sent HEAT flopping onto her back and then to her front. The hit hurt--but it wouldn't be enough to keep Mihoko down. "Come on!" screamed the Hot-Blooded Fighter as she stood back up rushing right back towards Freezer and grabbing one of her legs to yank her back to two feet on the ground! She ignored the pain in her chest and instead grabbed hold of Freezer around her waist. Then, HEAT would make her next move as she charged with her.

She was filled with aggression and a longing to fight and blow off all of her outrageous adrenaline she had flowing through her. She didn't seem to care if she would hurt Katakura anymore--a very distance shadow of that shy and nervous girl Freezer first shared a ring with. But Mihoko would try to send Freezer back-first into the nearest ring steps, aiming to plow into them with her and deliver more high-paced pain to her opponent!

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer was still working off her knowledge of their last match regarding HEAT, using that as a barometer for what to expect from her opponent’s offense. It was hard to stop the woman when she was truly going, she remembered that much, recalling how she effortlessly chained one attack to the next and steamrolled her aggressively. Back then, it had been a matter of hitting her with the right move at the right time, proper timing mixed with no small amount of luck. She felt confident in her ability to make it worse twice that her dropkick would make HEAT back off long enough for her to recover.

She was wrong.

Freezer learned precisely how wrong she was when the fireball came blazing in again, grabbing her before she could even correctly recover from her attack. HEAT was all over her, grabbing her by the waist, and the size difference wasn’t enough to help her this time - she was going back hard, and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it.

Her back crashed against the ring steps, hitting with enough force to knock them, and Freezer fell to the side after the impact, crying out on her way down. She hit and rolled about on the mats, kicking her legs as her back arched, gritting her teeth while the pain ran its course.

[Dubski]

HEAT had positively drilled Freezer against those ring steps, a loud thud echoing out as they were dislodged from their position! As Katakura laid on her side, Mihoko kept glaring down at her and yelled, "Is this what you wanted!?"

She crawled over to Freezer Katakura after that, shoving her onto her back and then straddling her waist. She was still laser focused on fighting her sparring partner, incensed by it. She didn't care about the pain that Katakura was in now.

"Huh!?" yelled HEAT, not looking to continue with any sort of practiced offense. She just wanted to cause pain in whatever simple way she could. And they came in the form of slaps to Freezer's face, looking to just abuse and redden her cheeks now. She sent them at Katakura messily, not putting any sort of thought behind them. "Is this what you wanted!?" screamed HEAT again, repeating her question as her hand went wild, frenzied in her assault.

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer started to push up, trying to get her bearings, when HEAT moved in and pinned her back to the floor. The woman wasn’t heavy, but it wouldn't have taken much to keep her down at the moment - she was dizzy, hurting, her mind was racing, and her thoughts were a mess. The absolute last thing she needed at this moment was more pain, but that was precisely what she got.

Slaps. Battering her face left and right, leaving her skin stinging and her ears ringing. The hands lashed out like whips, striking her cheeks, knocking her around and filling her vision with stars. It was wild aggression, chaos unbound, as HEAT poured everything into her, let it all go in this hurricane of raw emotion.

In other words, it was simply beautiful. ”No,” Freezer spoke through her gasps, struggling to catch enough air to speak. ”This is.”

She reached up, pushed her arms through the slaps, wrapped them around the wild woman’s neck and pulled her down into the deepest, coldest kiss in her arsenal, pressing their lips together like long-lost lovers, closing her eyes and losing herself to the lust.

[Dubski]

The slaps were hitting hard as HEAT Mihoko was sending them to Freezer with unrelenting force. She could see each one having more of an effect on Katakura than the last. She paused when Freezer began speaking, but then went to unleash another one on her sparring partner. She was cut off, however, by a deep and passionate kiss from Katakura. The kiss sent pleasure pouring through every part of HEAT's body. The suddenness of it and the sheer desire put into the kiss had given her pause.

But then, after a few moments, Mihoko began to return that kiss in kind, sending a fiery passion behind it as her mouth contended with Freezer's. Her furious fighting being channeled directly into the kiss now, moaning urgently. Her hands went to Freezer's chest, groping and squeezing those breasts as she continued their lip-lock, contending against her chilly sparring partner.

She was lost in this feeling, any and all of her aggression being forced to pleasure her opponent, and pleasure herself. And HEAT's eyes closed as well, letting that feeling pull her through to continue kissing Freezer in kind.

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer could safely say she’d never been more afraid to kiss someone in her entire life. It was a simple affair with most women - she just moved in and started having her way most of the time, letting her lust drive her and going with the results. She never had apprehension or expected anything to go wrong. She was used to having control, to having everything go her way.

But not here. HEAT was an explosive element, and there was no telling how she might react to the kiss. She could pull away or simply grow even more infuriated. There was danger here, a wild chance of letting the blaze grow out of control.

This time, though, her gamble was reward. Amazingly so.

”Yes.” She spoke with a breathless gasp between kisses. ”Yes.”

Between the slaps and the kisses, Freezer had found some of her own heat. Her legs shot up and wrapped around HEAT’s waist, pulling her in even closer and smacking their hips together, starting a wild grind. Her arms wrapped around the smaller wrestlers neck and took her with a tight embrace - she wanted their bodies together, wanted to get the most contact possible.

She wanted HEAT Mihoko all over her, and she wanted it now.

[Dubski]

HEAT fervently made out with Freezer, her tongue drilling into the girl's mouth and contending with her's. She moaned loudly, without any sort of resistance as her hands groped the breasts of her sparring partner. Her flaming passion bellowed up, improving as Katakura wrapped her legs around her waist and pressed their bodies close. And then the arms came around her neck, pulling her forward and forcing Mihoko's hands off her chest.

The grinding came after, making HEAT gasp, then growl as their athletic bodies began to move against each other. The sensation was just burning her body even more as she could barely take it, kicking it up past her boiling point. It felt incredible--to be with a woman as beautiful and strong as Freezer. To have a passionate connection like this. Her mind having shut off entirely to service this feeling.

But it didn't shut off entirely. Mihoko's hands lifted, grabbing hold of Freezer's forearms around her neck, and then she abruptly slammed them down on the ground, pinning her there and cutting off the kiss. She gasped loudly when their mouths separated, and she panted a few times. HEAT's eyes opened, giving her an fiery, impassioned look as she kept her face close, looking into Katakura's eyes. Any shyness or nervousness didn't exist. Instead, Mihoko said, "You're so hot... And I'm going to fuck you." She made that clear, in no uncertain terms what she wanted now. The physicality transferred here to less brutal, and more sexual. But she waited for Freezer's retort first.

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer had many lovers, but they tended to fit a certain mold. Most of the women she attracted leaned to the submissive side, women who’d seen her wrestle and wanted a taste of what she gave out in the ring. They wanted to be dominated, have Freezer pin them down and ravage them, and get a slice of the fantasy they’d fostered in her head.

She was always happy to oblige that. But it was nice, every once in a while, to be the one on the bottom, to have a woman on top, to not be the one in the driver’s seat. It wasn’t every day she had that pleasure, but she cherished it when she did.

This was one of those times.

Freezer gasped as her forearms were seized and pushed to the floor, pinned under HEAT’s surprisingly stiff grip. She put up a struggle, twisting this way and that, but there was no getting her off if she wanted to. She was trapped, unable to move, helpless as HEAT smoldered above her and took control. She didn't say much, but she didn't need to. They were long past the point of flirting.

”You’re going to fuck me, huh?” Freezer raised her head as much as she could in HEAT’s grasp and blew a kiss her way, before she settled back down with a daring smile. ”Then shut up and fuck me, already.” She chuckled, a mocking burst of laughter. “If you can.”

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko was eyeing up her gorgeous sparring partner--although it was very questionable if there was any further sparring happening now. The fired-up HEAT would keep atop Freezer, thinking of how much she wanted to sexually devour her. There was certainly an attraction from Mihoko prior to this, but she was far too timid to do anything about it. But right now? Mihoko had more than enough courage and aggression to do something about it.

But Katakura wasn't done trying to stoke those flames from HEAT. She mocked her and challenged her further. The Hot-Blooded Fighter scowled, glaring at Freezer again. She let out a growl of anger and shouted, "You shut up!" It wasn't the most clever of a retort, but that wasn't what her point would be.

Instead, HEAT grabbed hold of the front of Freezer's singlet with both hands, roughly tearing it straight down the middle in a sloppy manner. It ripped in tatters now, allowing Mihoko to see the lovely breasts that she had been enamored with before this. She wasn't quite done yet though--HEAT had wanted to make good on her command as well.

Sliding off to Freezer's side, she would haul back a fist and then threw a punch towards the bare, chiseled abs of Katakura now! She wanted to wind her--giving her a little revenge for having mocked her earlier. She didn't want her thinking she could get away with it. HEAT felt she deserved better than that. Especially with her intent to have wild sex with Freezer right now.