Too much Milk to Handle: Ravenous Rose vs Belle B Cowe.

[StriketheTiger]

the smother lasted for about 12 minutes or so before Hitomi decided to start faking being weakened by Belle's smother.

Hitomi thinks: Okay as much fun as this is I should start trying to get out of this. now...like I practiced...relax...go limp...

Hitomi's body was starting to go limp like she trained to do to fool her opponents. this is sure to trick Belle to thinking that her smother was defeating her. that Hitomi was on the verge of passing out. Given how much Belle enjoyed this so far Hitomi thinks she likely won't want the match to end so soon so she'll likely release the smother to give her a breath and then when that happens Hitomi will use her stolen kisses move.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle blinked as she felt Hitomi's body slacken beneath her. Her brows lifted slightly in concern—and curiosity. “Aww... already going sleepy on me?” she cooed, brushing a strand of hair behind Hitomi’s ear. She leaned in closer, her lips just grazing the side of Hitomi’s cheek as she whispered, “Can’t have you passing out too soon... we’re just getting started.”

With a soft giggle, Belle gently released the smother, letting Hitomi breathe, but kept straddling her, running her hands teasingly along her sides. “You’re a sneaky one, aren’t you?” she murmured, acting like she bought the act—but just maybe, she didn’t entirely.

[StriketheTiger]

as soon as Belle loosened her hold letting her out of the smother Hitomi leaped at the opportunity.

Hitomi: Special technique stolen kisses.

she says wrapping her legs around Belles torso making sure her arms are locked in too. once Belle is locked down by Hitomi's legs she squeezes a bit and plants a big ol kiss on Bell both a pleasureable act but one that should leave her utterly breathless. and just for good measure she fondled her breasts while she was at it.

Spoiler

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle’s lips parted with a soft gasp as Hitomi captured them in her surprise attack. The sudden kiss, bold and needy, drew a low, breathy hum from the blonde as she felt herself caught in the vise-like grip of Hitomi’s legs. The squeeze was tight, but not enough to scare her—if anything, it thrilled her. And the fondling? That was just icing on the cake.

When their lips finally parted, Belle’s eyes sparkled with mischief. Her cheeks were flushed just a touch, breath tickled by the intensity of the kiss, but she still wore that signature, teasing smile of hers.

“Well well… someone’s gotten very bold,” she cooed, her voice velvety with amusement. She let her hands trail gently along Hitomi’s hips and thighs, fingers brushing just light enough to send a message—one that said she wasn’t exactly struggling to break free.

“If you wanted a kiss, honey,” Belle whispered, leaning forward slightly so their noses nearly touched, “all you had to do was ask. But since you stole it…” Her arms slipped around Hitomi’s waist, holding her close. “Don’t be surprised if I steal something right back.”

She gave a teasing wink, letting her fingers playfully wander over the curves of Hitomi’s lower back. “Besides,” she murmured, her lips brushing against her opponent’s ear, “I always did like a challenge…” Belle let out an audible moan while Hitomi was fondling her chest, and so she kissed Hitomi even harder whilst being locked in a bodyscissors.

[StriketheTiger]

Hitomi smiled gleefully. Was this it? could she have found someone in law who was just as into her as she was into them?! someone who was sparky and playful but dominating and ungodly hot?!! Hitomi's mind raced with possibilities.

Hitomi: You like a challenge eh? well then...how about we turn up the heat a tad hmm?

Hitomi slams Belle down in a pile driver trapping their arms between her calves and thighs and sitting on their face and holding their legs under both of her arms. The impact of the pile driver should stun her opponents while smothering them between her Bountiful behind leaving them open to Hitomi feasting on their booty.

Spoiler

It's clear Hitomi wasn't even really trying to win this smother match. She just wanted to have some fun with her gorgeous opponent.

Hitomi: Mmm you enjoying my plump Rump darling? you don't mind if I have a little taste of your Peach do you?

she says rubbing her bootay all over Belle's face keeping her trapped beneath her.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle let out a soft, breathy moan against the warmth of Hitomi's curves, her face nestled deep in the pillowy embrace of her opponent’s backside. The sudden slam of the piledriver had left her stunned—but not silenced.

Her legs lightly twitched, pinned high and helpless in Hitomi’s grasp, and her hands shifted just a little, brushing over her own thighs as if trying to fan the rising heat.

Mmmph… naughty girl, she thought, her lips curving into a smirk even as they were muffled.

Despite being locked down, there was no fear in Belle’s eyes—just a sultry glint of mischief. She tilted her head slightly to find a pocket of air and purred out, voice low and honey-sweet:

"Mmm… you sure know how to sit a girl down. But if you wanted me breathless and begging, you could’ve just said so~"

She gave a soft, teasing wiggle beneath her captor, subtly pressing up into the smother, as if inviting more rather than trying to escape. "If you get a taste then so should I."

[StriketheTiger]

Hitomi began eating belles derriere making her squirm with pleasure beneath her plump rump.

Hitomi: Mmmn...I must say your beach is delicious. so plump and juicey. soft but firm with just the right amount of muscle. you are such a tasty treat I could eat you all day.

she says enjoying her opponent to the fullest. she's never had a delicious feast before and there's so much to feast on with the dairy queen one could feast for ages.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle let out a long, breathy moan, her body trembling under the attention. She shifted just enough to get more comfortable, resting her chin on her arms as she giggled softly, her cheeks flushed with heat and mischief.

“Ooh~ someone's really enjoying their dessert, huh?” she purred, her voice velvety and teasing. “You keep that up, and I might just have to keep you around, Hitomi~”

She let herself melt into the moment for a bit longer, playfully kicking her feet in the air as if she were sunbathing on the beach. Then, after a few more indulgent minutes, Belle’s eyes sparkled with intent.

“But…” she said, lifting her hips just slightly before twisting her torso to glance back with a smirk, “don’t forget—I’m not just a treat. I bite back.”

With that, Belle suddenly tried to roll them both to the side, aiming to reverse their positions in one smooth and teasing motion—hoping to land herself back on top with a playful wink and a soft, dominating sit across Hitomi’s chest.

[StriketheTiger]

Hitomi enjoyed eating Belle's derriere. it was soft and squishy yet tight and firm. the perfect tushy. Hitomi Nomed on it for quite some time.

Hitomi: Mmm...I love your Peach Belle. it's so delicious. I might just have to take you home for seconds.

she was enjoying herself so much she wasn't prepared for when Belle turned the tables and switched their positions. in one fell swoop the dairy queen spun herself and Hitomi around making her on top once more sitting on Hitomi's D cup chest squishing them beneath her perfect Peach.

Hitomi: Mmmmph....y-your a crafty girl.

she says practically swooning over Belle wondering what she's gonna do now.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle settled herself atop Hitomi’s face with a low, contented sigh, wiggling her hips slowly to get comfortable. Her plush backside smothered down, claiming her spot like a queen taking her throne.

“Mmm... there we go,” she cooed, glancing over her shoulder to admire the view of Hitomi’s upturned behind. “Now that’s a peach worth tasting…”

She reached forward, hands gliding over Hitomi’s thighs with featherlight touches before leaning in close, letting her warm breath tickle across the sensitive skin of her opponent’s backside. With a playful nip and a sultry kiss to the cheek, Belle grinned.

“I think it’s only fair we take turns enjoying dessert, don’t you?” she purred.

As she began to return the favor—soft kisses, teasing licks—her hips gave a slow grind over Hitomi’s face, muffling the girl’s moans and keeping her pinned in sweet, sensual silence.