Katsumi Oshiro vs. Suzume Sheska - Think Of It Like A Sleepover

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is pulled down closer to her, her breasts nudging up against Suzume's now. And the fact that they're wearing... well, what they're wearing, it's just all the more emphasized. Her cheeks light up with a streak of crimson. But a groan suddenly escapes her, involuntary at the squeeze of her legs around her waist. "Nngh..."

Recomposing herself, she jerks her head to toss her hair collectively over one shoulder. Easier to see Suzume that way! "W-what, are ya gonna let go if I let'cha on top?," she asks, the doubt clear in her voice. Her knees dig against the bed to balance herself, trying not to outright lie on top of the other girl just yet. But she needs her hands free! And once she's reasonably confident she's balanced, her hands move to her thighs, pushing to try to force her legs to loosen. "C'maahhn, leggooo~!"

[Noob]

The closeness of the hold was not lost on Suzume. She could feel her cheeks beginning to flush, even more so the moment she looked up to see Katsumi's doing the same. She was about to ask if Katsumi was out of breath already but the proceeding words told her that wasn't the case. "Huh? Oh I ummm..." Clearly she hadn't thought that far ahead. She didn't really think Kat would have entertained the idea. "Maybe? Wanna find out?" She'd tease, now feeling a bit more in control of the situation.

After a whole lot of squirming and pushing, Katsumi managed to pry apart Suzume's legs. At least enough to keep them from just squishing her. The lightweight wasn't going to give up on her pursuit that easily though. "Noooo. Never gonna let you go." She'd reply with a smile. She meant it too. She was going to be on Katsumi like white on rice. Or at least that was the plan in hopes of preventing herself from getting tossed around. And so with the other woman focused elsewhere, Suzume would mean up to grab them in a headlock before trying to swiftly pull them down and roll right on top where she so clearly thought she belonged.

[CyanDimitrik]

"I'm.. onto.. you..!," fusses Katsumi as she works on prying the legs apart. And finally, she breaks the hold enough that her ribs aren't in pain! She takes a few quick breaths, chest heaving - only to squeaks when an arm hooks her neck! "F-fuuhh-!"

The two roll over, Katsumi finding herself lying under Suzume. But that's only half the issue sparking around in her brain. Yes, she can feel the frilly material of her undies rubbing up against her. But she also can't help but notice her cheek is being mashed against Suzume's pert breast. Her arms quickly lash around the girl's waist, but she's otherwise frozen for a moment, eyes wide and unblinkingly staring at the wall.

"U-um.." She starts to turn her head, causing her cheek to rub into the breast. "You.. comfy.. up there?," she asks. Her legs squirm on the bed, shifting the blanket about beneath them, but it's a highly distracted, half-hearted effort to roll them back over.

[Noob]

And just like that Suzume rolled the pair over. She'd lean forward, her chest lightly mushing against Katsumi's cheek a bit as she got herself stable and comfy. For the moment Suzume was victorious. She'd let out a little sigh, taking a moment just to think. "Comfy? Hmmm maybe?" She'd respond before wiggling a bit on top of Katsumi, mostly just rubbing lightly against them while smushing her chest against their face for a second. "Mhm! Comfy now~" She'd say with a giggle, a bit oblivious to Kat's position.

Suzume pulled her chest back slightly and looked back down at the other woman. "But I guess I gotta make you uncomfy right? That's the whole point." And with that Suzume began to wrap her legs around Katsumi's. While she certainly didn't look like much, Suzume did know her way around quite a few holds even if she didn't always get the chance to use them. Slowly but surely she'd begin to spread Katsumi's legs, seeing how far she could go before it became uncomfortable for them. She'd press her hips down against Kats, really pinning them down against the bed now. Or at least trying.

[CyanDimitrik]

As Suzume runs her chest against Katsumi's face, she screams internally. It manifests on the outside as a muted squeal. Though when the chest is lifted, presumably with the headlock easing, she turns her head to look back up at Suzume, cheeks still emblazoned with red

"O-ohhh, believe me, Lil' Bit. I'm plenty uncomfy," she muses up at her.

But things are about to become so much more dicey. The legs are entangled, thighs rubbing to thighs, everything feeling like it's ratcheted up in sensitivity by a hundredfold. Her legs are pushed apart, at first with a gasp, and as it goes further, there's a soft hiss of pain, her hands immediately moving to Suzume's hips as if to stay her from going too much further.

Then those hips come down, pressing tight to Katsumi's, and causing her to inhale sharply. In natural response, the punkette's hips push upwards, tightly pushing herself against the other girl, unavoidably conscious of the sensation it elicits. "Nnh.."

Her head tips back briefly, eyes shutting, struggling not to do much else in that moment of wanting to indulge. But she instinctively squirms, bringing her hips to nuzzle up against Suzume's. Her head lowers again to look back up at Suzume's face, and her arms raise enough to encircle her waist, pulling her down atop herself.

No strategic advantage in that position. It was impulse. A desire to feel her body pressed against herself, bare stomach to bare stomach, breasts mashing to breasts, every increasingly heavy exhale washing warmly against the other girl's lips.

[Noob]

Suzume had Katsumi right where she wanted them. In terms of pinning them down anyway. She was slowly grinding Katsumi down in apparently more ways than one. For a few moments it didn't really seem like they were struggling all that much, letting Suzume's hips press down on her while the lightweight somewhat inadvertently rubbed up against them. Suzume let out a little huff, soon just laying herself atop the other woman while only lightly keeping them all spread out. It admittedly felt nice just yo lay there for a brief moment.

Now looking down at Katsumi, Suzume just raised an eyebrow. "You're...not fighting back. Does that mean you give up?" She'd ask, a little bit puzzled by the turn of events. Soon Suzume leaned in, her chest firmly planted against Katsumi's as she let her weight press down a bit more. She would bring her face closer to Kat until the two were barely two inches apart. And then...*Bonk!* She'd lightly bump her forehead against Katsumi's. "I'll bonk ya 'til you give up." She'd tease, barely holding in giggles.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi's brain is firing off in all directions right now, every shift and bit of friction between them heightened and over-emphasozed. When Suzume drops atop her, it comes with a soft gasp! The girl's normally wild emerald eyes meet Suzume's, not quite subdued, but not its typical predatory fire.

Her heart creeps back up her throat, eyes slowly widening the closer Suzume's face got. The mild strain in her legs are completely forgotten.

'Whatareyoudoingwhatareyoudoingwhatareyoudoing-'

Bonk!

The girl goes briefly cross-eyed.

"Ohmigod!," she fusses, as if outraged. "No one wins with a headbutt!"

Her body kicks into gear again, legs squirming, and attempting to begin thumping a fist into Suzume's ribs. "I'm gonna be the one on top tonight!"

[Noob]

Suzume couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles. "Ehehe oh my gosh. You sounded so...i dunno...not you." She'd say with a big smile. It was a nice change of pace to hear someone else so flustered for once. Usually it was the brunette who was stumbling over her words. But as far as she was concerned, she had just found Katsumi's weakness. Bonks! That had to be it, right? "I'm not TRYING to win with a headbutt. I'm TRYING to wear ya down." Suzume soon clarified. Of course she hadn't expected a tap out just from a little headbutt. And a bigger one would have likely done more damage to the two of them than good.

"Nnnggg!!!" A sudden squeak escaped Suzume as Katsumi slammed their fist against her ribs. She tried to hold on but the combination of giggles and a few hard hits was enough to jostle her off. Suzume would roll off of the other woman and onto her back, quickly sitting up as she tried to calm herself down and get ready to get back to buisiness.

[CyanDimitrik]

Flustered, indeed. Katsumi wasn't used to being on the receiving end of that. And while in-ring flustering has been something she's been trying to come to terms with more, thanks to that jerkwad Sienna Smith, the fact that she's in this situation with Suzume Sheska makes it entirely different. She likes Suzume! That's her Lil' Bit!

Her Lil' Bit whom she'd just pounded in the ribs. They have an odd relationship.

With Suzume withdrawing, Katsumi hurriedly sits up as well. And then, navigating the unsteady surface that is a mattress, she lifts to her full height and reaches down to grab at a handful of Suzume's messy-but-on-purpose hair to haul her up along with her. There, she'll have a punch ready for her bare stomach to soften her up! "Ya didn't think I was gonna play all gentle with ya just 'cuz we're on a bed, right?"

[Noob]

A bit too caught up trying to both catch her breath and contain her little fit of giggles, Suzume wasn't prepared for much of a counterattack. A sudden grab of her hair had her letting out a surprised squeak followed by a rather annoyed whine as she was pulled forward. "Nnngg staaahp! Hair!!!" Suzume cried out. Perhaps she should have specified before the match not to mess up her hair. Or at least any more than it already was. Before she could protest all that much though she felt Katsumi's fist slam straight into her stomach. "Guughh!!!" She'd let out a sudden gasp as the air was driven from her lungs.

Wincing, and now with her arms now crossed over her stomach, Suzume slumped forward. After what had started out feeling a bit more playful with a less than forceful impact against the bed, Suzume had indeed thought this was going to be a much gentler skirmish between the two wrestlers. The lightweight had truly been caught off guard by the sudden change in pace. She wasn't about to just crumble quickly though. That was old Suzume attitude.

New Suzume would be ready with a counterattack...at least she would be after perhaps a slight whimper and a deep breath while still doubled over a bit. She was definitely just trying to lull Katsumi into a false sense of security and didn't just need a second to regain her thoughts. Regardless if given the time she'd finally lunge forward, ready to deliver a swift blow to Katsumi's stomach in retaliation.