Midriff Kombat: Kyoko Akan v Soledad Vega

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola’s nose wrinkled as Kyoko came up on her, not sure what the woman’s problem really was. The former belly champ made her intentions clearly quickly, however, with a swift punch to Soledad’s belly that doubled the Latina street fighter over. “HOOOFF!” Sola grunted, fist after fist pounding her abs and rocking the poor girl. “D-damn,” Sola gasped, her back arching inward and her bum waving in the air as she took the last punch that sent her down to the mat.

“RRrrrgh!” Soal groaned, frustration showing through on her face as Kyoko’s foot pressed down into her belly. The Latina street fighter kicked the mat in frustration, her body not letting her fight back. Sola looked down, past her heaving breasts, to see Kyoko’s foot grinding down and punishing her abs. “Aaaoww, dammit!” Sola whimpered, in agony. Sola’s hips shifted, her belly shaking from side to side beneath her punishment.

“Aaargh,” Sola groaned, biting her lip and staring up at Kyoko. “Oooh, gaaahd … Just know … arrrrgh! Just know … you’re gonna pay for this, bitch!” Sola lay there, pulled up into an inverted surfboard, her chest heaving as she sobbed and gasped in pain. Her perfectly sculpted abs served as toned steps for Kyoko, cutting an impressive figure for the former belly queen, making Sola squirm. The entire time, Sola glared up at Kyoko in rage. Slowly, however, that fire would start to die out, her eyelids fluttering shut, the sobs and moans taking their toll as Kyoko pushed the air out of Sola’s body.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko didnt consider herself a poor sport, sure she didn't like losing at all but who didnt? She never made a habit of beating up people after matches just for losing, still in Sola's case it was the way she walked down to her. Kyoko didnt doubt that Sola was a fighter at heart but in her mind she should have won this match, she didnt and Sola acting like her tricks were something Kyoko should just deal with reminded her way too much of a certain Chinese girl, with all of that angering her Kyoko just snapped and once she did she was hard to reign in again. The punches forced Sola down as the burst of anger gave Kyoko one last little bit of fire, though she mostly used one hand her other one still screaming out in pain from Soledad's effective finisher.

"Im gonna pay? Isnt this how its like on the streets? Getting your ass beat, im just...giving you what your used too.." Kyoko spluttered out, her jaw felt sore and was hard to talk a bit but Kyoko couldnt certaintly grind some abs with a boot watching Sola look at her viciously before slowly her will started to fade. Kyoko grinded those abs a bit for a few more seconds before pulling away and stomping her again, then she would drop to her knees right next to her. "Your gonna be remembered as the one who won the match? Lets see if I cant give people a different memory of tonight." Kyoko said her good hand reaching out and grabbing her hair to bring Sola up to her, once they were close Kyoko would pull Soledad in for a kiss. Her whole behavior had been off for the crowd, and while they booed her for the cheap shots some were at least enjoying the sight she was giving them now. Though just as quickly as it started Kyoko would pull away and let her foe go now this time with no extra attacks or even a snarky comment in her direction. The Belly Queen finally seemed to be done with her crazy antics.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Nnngh, fuck,” Soledad hissed, as Kyoko would grind her foot hard into her already punished abs. Sola panted for air, her body glistening as sweat matted her hair to her face. “Aaaugh, g-goddam! Hhhhgnnnn!” Sola’s chest heaved as she let out a massive sob, Kyoko’s boot squishing her abs even harder. Sola’s belly had already been punished thoroughly over the course of this match, and every little bit that came now was amplified by the damage already done.

Sola looked up at her foe and squinted. Kyoko looked downright imperious looming over her, making the street fighter feel small and miserable, even in victory. As frustrated and aching as Soledad was, she couldn’t deny that this was, gallingly, kinda hot …

Then, Kyoko yanked her up and did something no one seemed to expect, least of all Soledad. Sola felt Kyoko’s hot breath as the woman came in, kissing her hard across the lips. Sola’s eyes widened in shock, then closed slowly. For this, Sola put up no fight, simply rolled with it, allowing her wet mouth to accept Kyoko completely. Sola wondered how much of this was about Sola, or some other issue that Kyoko was working out, but she wasn’t going to be questioning it. Certainly not now.

Kyoko pulled away as the crowd cheered the display, though many in the fans even sounded confused in their cheering. Sola backed away on wobbly legs, licking her lips and grinning. Her arms still hugged her aching midsection, and she still looked like she could collapse at any moment, but her grin was undeniable.

“See,” Sola said, barely having the strength for words as Kyoko let her go, “let yourself have some fun, girl!”

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko knew part of the reason she acted that way, if not the full reasons. She wanted to quickly quell the nonsense of the crowd and shut Sola up. The women was still on her shitlist but the way she quickly accepted the kiss amused her somewhat. It almost felt accepting of the fact that she couldnt have escaped it if she wanted to. Or that she flat out didnt want to. But even in her hurt state Sola was trying to talk like this was helping along her suggestion.

"Im more then capable of having fun....afterall I was loving beating the crap out of you...and all I needed to prove I did with that little kiss." Kyoko said before raising a hand in Sola's direction as the Latina stood there. "Keep one thing in mind Ms. Vega. Those cheap tricks will only get you so far before someone kicks your ass that badly again and they dont save you. I hope its me but on the odd chance it isnt...well I hope your tough enough to take it." With that Kyoko who was low on stamina herself and sore all over started to slide down the bottom rope and slink away, she had a lot of body parts to nurse, especially her arm.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola parted from Kyoko’s kiss with something of a sigh. There was a hint of sarcasm to it, but Sola had literally been left breathless by the woman’s sudden embrace. Sola was fairly certain that Kyoko’s motivations hadn’t had much to do with an actual attraction, but that still didn’t mean she couldn’t go ahead and let herself enjoy it.

Released, Soledad leaned back, and stumbled to the ropes. The fans were silent for Kyoko’s speech, having been left a bit gobsmacked and a little flustered themselves by what they’d just witnessed. Sola nodded along with a faint grin as Kyoko talked, not wanting to interrupt, and not wanting to set the woman off yet again. Later that night, when she was alone, Sola would have even found herself thinking that the former champion even had a point …

Still, as soon as Kyoko was out of the ring, Soledad was up to her old punk tricks, raising one hand and mimicking talking with it, rolling her wide and wet eyes. Some of the fans began to laugh, the awkward silence broken. Sola held her head high, as high as she could. Which was not as high as usual. But still, post-match beating or not, Soledad had managed to score a big win, today. And no aching abs or delightful taste on her lips was going to change any of that. Even if she did need to go and sleep for the next 36 hours ...

WINNER, by Submission: Soledad Vega