Neo-PAW-Litan [LIVE]: Nikki Nitro, High Octane Hentai

[Misfit_Alien]

"Ooo, not quite a masochist? I wasn't hearing any moans...although I see you blushing all the same~...Maybe I need to crack ya open a little more, hm~?" Roxy teased, looming over Nikki, her hands trailing up and down the woman's body after spiking her face-first into the mat. She let her fingers gently glide across the inner part of her thigh, briefly teasing her womanhood for just a moment before tracing up her belly and chest with her finger, stopping short of reaching her chin as her fingertip got caught on Nikki's choker, to which Roxy promptly tugged on it a little, all so she could elicit a different kind of reaction out of her.

"I bet you're a real dirty gal, aren't you~?" She said, picking Nikki back up by her wrist afterwards. "Strutting around this place like you own it~...walking around with a choker and that revealing look, just BEGGING for this curious cat's attention...well you've certainly got it~..." She said, her words dripping with honey as Nikki proved to be her catnip, every whiff...every touch...every glance...ALL OF IT...there wasn't anything that Nikki COULDN'T do that didn't leave Roxy wanting more. Despite holding all the cards here, the cat-girl streamer's lust was insatiable. Without realizing it, Roxy was like putty in Nikki's palms...but that overwhelming passion of hers proved to be more than the high-speed hotshot could handle.

"C'mere, cupcake...I'm in DIRE need of another taste of those lips~..." Roxy said, locking in another kiss, bringing the orange-haired woman over by the corner, leading her along like a guide. She made sure that the cameras caught a GREAT angle of the action, turning the heat up again by grinding her body all over Nikki's. "You know-...as cute as it looks on you, this jacket has GOT to go-."

With that statement, the cat-girl stripped Nikki of her jacket, slowly pulling it off her shoulders, watching as it slipped down her backside before yanking it free and tossing it into the audience for them to fight over while leaving her opponent a little more bare in that one piece of hers. "See? Isn't that more freeing?" She teased, her hands shifting down to grab hold of Nikki's hips, rubbing them softly.

"God, you are just the CUTEST gal I could've asked for tonight~...I'd honestly LOVE to get your digits, but I feel like I gotta earn it first, y'know? I can't just snatch a gal's number without showing her what I can offer her first~...and for you, cupcake, I'm gonna give you EVERYTHING and more~...Maybe after this, we can meet up...no stream, no crowd...just you, me, and whatever we want~...I'll make you scream with pleasure til the sun comes up, and after that, I'll do it all over again til it sets~..." She said, whispering into Nikki's ears before lowering her face down to kiss the top of Nikki's cleavage, planting her lips across the woman's skin while massaging her thighs, pinching and squeezing at her skin here and there, groping her hips, playfully kneading her cheeks in her palms, REALLY taking in how soft Nikki's legs were. Every part of the Full Throttle Flyer was so impeccably wonderful.

[Parker]

Nikki’s legs instinctively squeezed together at the teasing touch, thighs clamping tight as if she could hide away the heat that Roxy’s fingers were searching for. Her hips twisted, body turning with each stroke, her whole frame shifting to try and escape the wandering hand. Once, twice, her trembling fingers even caught Roxy’s wrist, trying to redirect her touch away from dangerous places but it was a losing game, a clumsy balancing act as she staggered, caught between standing upright and fending off her opponent’s brazen affection.

Then came the tug. Roxy’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric of her choker, giving it a playful jerk that made Nikki yelp out loud, her cheeks burned crimson, the ginger rookie’s breath hitching as her hands flew to the streamer’s shoulder for balance, as though clinging to her tormentor would steady the storm Roxy was whipping her into.

“I… I don’t think I am…” Nikki stammered, her words wobbling with uncertainty, her blush blooming hotter. Her voice was small, but the grip she kept on Roxy betrayed her confusion half for resistance, half for support as she was drawn closer.

And then lips met lips again, and all the fight bled from her at once. Her lashes fluttered, her shoulders slumped, and the tension that had coiled in her body seemed to melt under the warmth of the kiss. Step by reluctant step, Nikki found herself herded back into the corner, her spine brushing against the turnbuckle pads, penned in and helpless under the crowd’s roar.

When Roxy finally pulled her lips away, Nikki’s chest was rising and falling in quick, shallow bursts, each breath shaky and uneven. She turned her head aside, her ginger hair spilling forward as if she could hide the flush on her cheeks, but her trembling hands stayed on Roxy’s arms, pressing weakly, not enough to push her off, only enough to show she wanted space. “W-wait…” Her voice cracked, the word breaking in her throat.

The plea went unheard. Nikki’s back bumped against the corner, trapped between the padding and Roxy’s hungry body. She gasped as the streamer tugged her arms aside and peeled her jacket away, tossing it casually into the crowd like it was nothing. Her jacket. Her very expensive jacket.

“Roxy, I-uhn…” Nikki buckled, knees threatening to give as Roxy dipped low, kissing the soft swell at the top of her breast. The cat-girl’s hands roamed everywhere, over her sides, down her thighs, kneading and teasing and taking whatever she pleased. A nervous giggle escaped when fingertips brushed too ticklish a spot, but the rookie’s struggles were swallowed whole by Roxy’s insistence. “Roxy…” Her voice rose, thin and desperate, but the streamer wasn’t listening. She never stopped.

That was when something sparked. Nikki twisted, wedging her arm into the sliver of space she had left. With a bump of her hips and a sharp push of her shoulders, she forced Roxy upright just enough to meet her gaze. Her teeth grit, her blush still blazing, the rookie drew back her arm and whipped it forward-

CRACK!

Her open palm landed flush across Roxy’s cleavage, the chop ringing out over the crowd as her hand sank against bare flesh. The sound cut sharp, the intent unmistakable. strong enough to leave a burning red imprint of her hand on the other girl, like a hot brand.

Nikki’s lips trembled, but her eyes burned brighter as she glared up at the streamer. She wanted to be seen. To be heard. To remind Roxy and herself, that she wasn’t just a doll to be toyed with. Even if part of her body was screaming to give in, even if Roxy made it feel like she should let her… she wasn’t going to be ignored, again. The rookie hitched her knee up between the two of them, then kicked her leg out, trying to shove Roxy off of her with a boot.

[Misfit_Alien]

Roxy's eyes WIDENED as Nikki's palm slapped across her chest, leaving her stumbling and moaning as her cleavage now sported a reddening hand-shaped mark across its skin. "KYAAAAAA-AHHHN~!!!" She squealed, bending over in pain and recoiling from the painful...yet erotic...stinging sensation creeping through her upper body as a bead of sweat rolled down her temple.

Everything started to haze over, that single smack doing more than enough to sober the lust-drunk woman up as she winced. Her breathing became shallow, and her vision blurred for a moment. She was far too lost in the eroticism of it all, paired with being so ingrained in her little moment of lust, overindulging herself and her desires as she lost her sense of self-control. This not only overwhelmed the debuting rookie, but it gave Nikki more than enough reason to fight back in an effort to tame the horny cat-themed streamer. With a follow-up boot to Roxy's gut, the cat-girl would tumble backward, falling onto the canvas with a wheeze as she blushed.

"C-C'mon...w-ww-w-we were having a m-moment there...ugghhhhhh-..." She groaned, rolling around on the floor and softly kicking her legs like a bratty child. Meanwhile, her online viewers and the audience were eating this up, with the chat going especially crazy as they loved a good bit of ryona featuring their favorite cat-girl, no matter which side was on. And now, the crowd was looking really eager to see what else Nikki had in store for her, craving for the orange-haired woman to put the pedal to the metal and show them something special.

[Parker]

Nikki staggered back a half-step after the chop, leaning against the ropes, her palm burning red and stinging from the smack that had just left Roxy marked up. She hunched forward, fanning out her hand, wincing through the pins-and-needles numbness. Her chest rose and fell, breath heavy, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at the writhing cat-girl.

Roxy was flopping and whining like a spoiled kitten, legs kicking against the canvas, her voice a blend of pain and breathy frustration. For some reason, watching her like that sobered Nikki a little. Had this really been the woman who had her wrapped around her finger? Her lips parted, and unconsciously, she caught her bottom lip between her teeth, tasting faintly of that lip gloss she’d stolen off Roxy earlier in one of their heated kisses. Sweet. Artificial. Fruity. It clicked all over again why this streamer had gotten under her skin so quickly, why she’d let herself get distracted.

With a sharp shake of her head, Nikki tried to snap herself back to focus. Her hands brushed at her sides, tugging instinctively at the hem of her jacket… except it wasn’t there anymore. That realization only pushed her forward with more urgency, her body moving before she even thought it through. She broke into a quick sprint, orange hair whipping as she launched herself high into the air, twisting with reckless abandon to perform Downshift.

The crowd roared as Nikki came crashing down with her signature standing moonsault, slamming chest-to-chest into Roxy with a thunderous impact that rocked the ring. The rookie let out a groan herself, clutching at her own ribs as she rolled off, her body still raw from everything up to this point.

But Nikki didn’t stop moving. On her knees now, she hooked her arms under Roxy and hauled her upright, dragging the cat-girl into a sitting position. Sliding in behind, Nikki snaked her legs forward and clamped them tight around Roxy’s waist, ankles crossing as her thighs flexed with a snug squeeze. The hold wasn’t merciless, but it forced the streamer to feel every taut inch of the rookie’s thighs closing in.

At the same time, Nikki leaned forward, threading one arm under Roxy’s armpit and across her chest, looping it up around her neck, tugging her backward into a loose single arm choke. Not enough to cut air, not yet, just enough to restrain, to control, to let the crowd see the fiery daredevil reeling the cat-girl back in and asserting herself at last. She wasn’t about to let this wildcat wriggle until she had her fun.

Her free hand hovered uncertainly, the blush in her cheeks betraying her hesitations. The crowd was buzzing, waiting for something. She could feel her pulse in her ears. All at once, she decided to take the plunge, bringing her arm around under Roxy’s other arm to firmly cup the underside of her breast. Her fingers latched firmly as she bit her lower lip, blindly groping the catgirl with a giddy schoolgirl guilt of what she was doing. At first, it was timid, almost hesitant, her fingertips tracing more than grasping. But the reaction, the pop of the crowd, the warmth of her skin, the fullness of how soft she was, squirming against her, sent a jolt of confidence through her system that had her groping more needily.

Leaning in, she let a small giggle slip before speaking. “Getting all this chat?” She whispered, planting a kiss on Roxy's cheek. She nuzzled her progressively, knocking the girl’s headset askew as she breathed hotly in her ear. All the while her fingers had been probing, not content to simply wonder her top, as open as it was, she slipped her fingers inside from underneath. Fingertips pressed against her body, intruders to claim what rest beneath, letting her fingers feel the warmth and sensation of Roxy’s bare breast in her hand, her greedy digits stretching the fabric as her fingers roamed underneath to tease her opponent and sate her wild curiosity.

"Since we're throwing away clothes... how many gift sub will chat give if we lose the top, Rox?" Her query was punctuated by a firm squeeze of the girl's breast and a brush of her nipple with Nikki's thumb, which began to circle it like a shark.

[Misfit_Alien]

"UNF-" Roxy wheezed, feeling a bit of air leave her lungs as Nikki suddenly flipped through the air, only to come crashing down atop the body of the cat-themed e-girl. Despite the recoil affecting Nikki as well, Roxy still got the short end of the stick as her ribs were aching even more. For how small Nikki was, that Moonsault HURT.

However, that wasn't the worst of it as Nikki coiled around Roxy's body after pulling her into a seated position, maintaining a somewhat upright posture. Meanwhile, the high-octane rookie wrapped herself all over the cat-girl, staying nice and close as Roxy felt Nikki's frame against her backside, causing her to blush. Ah, the intimacies of professional wrestling. Even moments like these were full of bliss, but the orange-haired woman likely wasn't focused on such warm and fuzzy feelings after Roxy tossed her jacket to the wayside after having her way with her for so long. With the ball in her court, Nikki managed to overcome her hesitations and begin to fondle and grope Roxy's body, feeling her breast in the palm of her hand, with the audience cheering on every move made by the orange-haired beauty.

"A-AHNN!!" Roxy squealed, squirming and shaking as her toes curled in her boots, her body trembling while under the control of Nikki's invasive hands, the orange-haired woman exploring her lovely, ample bust. The way Nikki played to the audience was so natural, as if she were made for this kind of environment. Just moments ago, she was as helpless as Roxy was now, but the tides had shifted and the roles had been reversed entirely.

Unbeknownst to Roxy, the Full-Throttle Flyer had conducted some important 'research' based on Roxy's streams...albeit getting banned in the process without Roxy's knowledge. Still, what Nikki gathered was more than enough experience to lead her down the right path as she found her footing while playing with Roxy in front of her own fans. That kiss alarmed the cat-girl, sending shivers down her spine, secretly wanting more as Nikki nuzzled against her. She felt so soft...this was a much different experience, being on the receiving end of such a domineering yet affectionate assault. Meanwhile, Nikki was teasing the removal of the cat-girl streamer's top, which the crowd was eating up like a pack of starved hounds. If there was one thing the sensual cat-girl's eager and horny fanbase loved more than seeing their beloved Neo-PAW-Litan flourish, it was seeing her flounder~...

A dominant Roxy was breathtaking, but a Roxy who was turned into someone else's plaything was beyond euphoric. After Nikki's initial query, gift subs began to rain from the digital heavens, with many donating to the cause to give some 'motivation' to Nikki to proceed, all the while, Roxy remained helpless in her grasp, stunned at how quickly the audience rallied to the orange-haired cutie's side. "H-Hey...t-this is supposed to b-be MY stream..." She whined, kicking about in a futile manner. "Y-You wouldn't dare, don't t-touch my top, they couldn't POSSIBLY handle my lovely goodies, a-and neither could YOU." She said...it was somewhat difficult to tell if she was playing it up for the crowd or if Roxy was genuinely trying to resist Nikki's advances.

Although the answer might as well be a bit of both, knowing the scheming cat-girl streamer's rather lucrative mindset toward her matches and performances...

[Parker]

Nikki could hardly contain her excitement, that moment where her breath hitched and actually slipped her fingers inside Roxy’s top. The feel of her was so nice, plump breasts that easily filled her palm, making her which she didn't have gloves on at all. When she felt the girl's perked nipple beneath, it was like a buried treasure had unearthed itself. Her fingers flicked and pinched at it, delighting in Roxy’s squirms while she planted another sloppy kiss on the streamer’s cheek.

She cupped the woman's breast firmly in her hand, giving it a jiggle. Her thumb fully committed to circling her perked nipple kneading it with firm presses and swipes. She drew back her arm, tightening the hold she had around the other girl's neck but careful only to control but not choke. She wanted to hear her talking, get feedback for each kiss and touch as she worked. This was a voice she listened to before drifting off to bed, now she was in her hands and it felt so right.

She squeezed her legs to tighten around Roxy’s waist and slowly began to lean back, pulling the girl down towards the mat on their sides. Aggressive spooning, in a way as she had her ways with Roxy, kissing her neck and jawline, breathing in her ear. She even, after a tentative moment of thought, wrapped her lips around her earlobe to nibble at it a bit just to see how well her new friend enjoyed it. She was experimenting, seeing what worked and lavishing those efforts while casting away things that didn't.

“It’s my stream tonight. Nikki Nitro is blowing up.” She whispered in Roxy’s ear as she turned her hand over, tugging at her top. The underside of the streamer's breasts started to peek out as the rookie tried to peel it back completely to expose the feline fighter to the cool crisp arena air for all the world to see. “And we’re doing more than face reveals.”

[Misfit_Alien]

Roxy tried to fight back against Nikki's control but so avail. There was nothing that she could do about the scenario despite having dominated the high-flying hotshot herself just moments ago. It was like a switch had flipped in the fiery woman's mind, leading her to find her calling in not only getting her revenge on Roxy, but also taking over every single aspect of the streamer's life. She wasn't just going for the win...she was going for TOTAL domination, and that included stealing Roxy's stream from out underneath her!!!

As she squeezed and fondled Roxy's chest, a lot of donations would begin to stream in, causing a hype train to begin as the live chat was going BALLISTIC for the display, especially as Nikki began to kiss Roxy all over, tenderly teasing her skin with her lips, marking her territory with each peck. The biggest factor was the nibbling, or what some people might call...Roxy's kryptonite. It was just something about the aspect that was such a turn on, and as the feline-themed fighter felt her opponent's teeth clamp down on her earlobe every so slightly, she felt a tingling sensation between her legs, causing her to squirm even more as she started to hyperventilate. Nikki's actions were reaching their desired effects, as every little method of stimulation elicited a new and exciting reaction out of the sexy streamer.

Nikki's domineering tone had Roxy trembling in her boots, a chill running down her spine as the orange-haired woman was firing off on all cylinders, having since found her footing as she was discovering that this match type was kind of up her alley once she found herself in the driver's seat. After slowly stripping off Roxy's top, Nikki would leave the cat-girl streamer partly exposed to the elements, a cool breeze blowing through the arena at that time, causing the Japanese-American gal to shiver and whine aloud, her face bright red as her lovely breasts hung out in the open for all to see. The cameras caught the magnificent spectacle on several great number of angles, each one highlighting Roxy's now-barren chest, along with her and Nikki's reactions, with the audience going ballistic as a chat donation rang in from on stream. If Nikki were quick enough, she'd catch the message...or rather...the request.


SQUEEZE HER TITS AND SLAM HER!!! BOOB-PLEX!!! BOOB-PLEX!!! - the message read for about twenty bucks. A modest yet charitable donation nonetheless. Surely Nikki would be so kind as to answer the fan's call. After all, Roxy seemed a little preoccupied with all her squirming, struggling, and moaning~...

[Parker]

Roxy’s struggles were intoxicating, her every movement a dance of surrender and desire. Nikki, always striving for perfection, never truly saw herself as sexy. Yet, in this moment, she was a vision of power and allure. The streamer, a delicate ribbon, coiled around her finger, felt like a leash of control. She was adored by thousands, and the weight of their adoration made her feel invincible. Subduing Roxy, turning her into a willing captive, made Nikki feel like the sexiest woman in the room, a feeling that was both thrilling and empowering.

As Nikki lavished the streamer with attention, she couldn’t help but notice Roxy’s breath hitch, her body squirming with a mix of anticipation and pleasure. Each touch, each caress, was a whisper of desire, a promise of more. She couldn't help by hear her breath hitch, squirm a bit more, melt that much more into her touch. Something she had just done had been appriciation more, wanted more. Nikki retraced her steps, nuzzling Roxy’s neck, her lips tracing a path of fire along her jawline. She pressed her lips to Roxy’s earlobe, gently taking it into her mouth, nibbling just enough to make Roxy gasp... There it was. The sensation was electric, and Nikki couldn’t resist the urge to keep going, her fingers squeezing Roxy tighter, her bites growing more insistent.

Nikki opened her lips, her earlobe captured between her teeth, gently tugging as she exhaled hotly. Another tug, letting it drag between her teeth before it slipped free. Nikki leaned down, burying her face in Roxy’s neck, her kisses and playful bites leaving a trail of goosebumps. She moaned herself, clutching Roxy close, imagining herself a succubus or a vampire, feeding on Roxy’s desire. Her attention was briefly caught by the chat, and she let out a breathy chuckle between kisses. “Seems like they really like me in control… how about you?” she asked, her voice a sultry purr she didnt even recognize as herself.

Nikki already knew the answer, but that wouldn't stop her from stacking the deck a little higher in her favor. Her fingers traced along the curves of Roxy’s breasts, her nipples pinched between them. Another little nip, this one on Roxy’s cheek, as Nikki slowly twisted her nipples, teasing them to hardness. “I’m going to put you on the mat… hard. Then I am going to climb on top of you and I won’t be getting off until I am done hearing you purr my name,” Nikki whispered, her voice laced with promise.

Nikki slowly uncoiled her legs from around Roxy’s waist, her hands sliding lower, cupping Roxy’s breasts with a possessive grip. Each shift of her body was a sensual dance, a tease that left Roxy yearning for more. Nikki pushed Roxy to rise, straining to lift her while still showering her with kisses and attentive squeezes, keeping her pacified and pliable. Once they had stood enough, Nikki gripped Roxy tight, whispering in her ear, “Thanks, chat.”

With a fluid motion, Nikki leaned herself back, attempting to heave Roxy off the mat and over her head. She kept her grip firm, despite the challenge of Roxy’s ample and bouncy breasts. Nikki sent the streamer arcing up and over, bending with her to plant Roxy upside down on the mat. Her hips shot up, toes extending as she bridged the move, trying to suspend Roxy upside down, folded in half in a pinning position, despite the rules allowing otherwise. Neither of them could technically be pinned or submitted yet, but the tension was palpable, the promise of what was to come hanging heavy in the air.

[Misfit_Alien]

Nikki had Roxy EXACTLY where she wanted her...and Roxy, admittedly, was right where she wanted to be. Her breathing kept fluctuating, unable to keep herself steady as Nikki's fervent and passionate exploration of her body led to many wonderful surprises that the cat-themed streamer was unprepared to handle. While her favorite places to be touched and preferred methods of affection weren't the biggest secret, Roxy was keenly aware that everyone's touch was different...and that no two people shared the same method of pleasuring someone else. However, her issue with Nikki was that her touch was incredibly soft yet possessive. It was mind-numbingly sweet and gentle, but dominant and controlling at the same time. Pair that with Nikki's seemingly unsureness and inexperience, and Roxy was left to drown in a paradoxically sensual whirlpool. Her body movements weren't going unnoticed, either, as Nikki quickly picked up on the many telltale signs that she had found a particularly sweet and sensitive spot for the would-be cat-girl currently melting in her grasp.

Every squeeze, every tug, every rub, and every poke and prod that she delivered left Roxy reeling with delight as her body heat skyrocketed...but the real kicker was when Nikki nibbled on her earlobe. The first time caught Roxy off guard, but the sensation was too enjoyable that she couldn't possibly hide her ecstatic and salacious reaction, practically serving as a lighthouse to guide the orange-haired woman through the night toward her goal.

And so...Nikki did it again.

Her lips clamped down with force and restraint, finding the perfect in-between for someone of Roxy's caliber, feeling her earlobe between her teeth, letting the skin and cartilage pass between her pearly whites before letting it slip free, a gasp of lust shared between them before Nikki dipped her head down to lay claim to the sweet and soft neck of her opponent, laying into her with kisses and bites that left Roxy whining and mewling like a kitten, goosebumps spreading like wildfire in a dry forest. Roxy bobbed up and down, grinding her hips against Nikki's pelvis on instinct, not as a means of fighting back...but merely to burn off all this energy being pent-up inside her. She was so erratic and unstable that she couldn't even answer Nikki, but what got a reaction out of her was what Nikki said next...for as the orange-haired spitfire started to twist her nipples and pinch at her cheek, those comments of hers stirred Roxy's soul, causing her to tremble as Nikki's tone conveyed nothing but control. She wasn't stating what she was going to do like it was some itinerary...she spoke like it was a command. She was GOING to do this...she was GOING to do that...she was GOING to make Roxy moan her name, and both of them knew that for as much as Roxy tried to endure, she'd never manage to resist Nikki's passionate touch.

Without further ado, however, Nikki decided to fulfill her command by first dragging Roxy to her feet, gripping her tightly after doing so, and ensuring that she was wide awake for what came next with a volley of kisses to stimulate her while she remained pacified and submissive, only to startle her with a quick Boobsplex!!! Roxy's eyes SHOT OPEN as she felt Nikki's palms grope and squeeze at her squishy mammaries, only for the vibrant, short-statured badass to whip herself backward and SLAM the cat-girl streamer into the canvas. With a near-perfect bridge execution, Nikki managed to secure the embarrassing position Roxy was left in as her legs folded over, spreading just enough to show her nearly sopping wet trunks as she shuddered and moaned, her sounds of pleasure trailing off after the initial impact...a forceful grunt having left her lips as she shock traveled through her upper back, disoriented and still Nikki's plaything...with one leg twitching in response as she could even fathom where she was or what she was doing.

[Parker]

Nikki held her pose, up on the tippy toes of her boots, her arms and legs starting to burn as she maintained the bridge with near perfect poise. The muscles in her thighs and calves quivered with the effort, but she kept Roxy suspended upside down, her opponent's body a trophy of triumph for the world to see. The crowd, both in the chat and the global audience, watched with bated breath as Nikki's hands clutched Roxy's breasts firmly, her fingers digging into the soft flesh with an iron grip. The tension in the arena was palpable, a mix of anticipation and the raw, primal energy that emanated spectacle of dominance in the ring.

Not wanting to waste more energy on the unnecessary display, Nikki slipped her hands free and tucked them to the side. With a fluid motion, she rolled out of the way, letting Roxy's body be claimed by gravity. The rookie's ginger hair cascaded around her face as she watched the feline streamer hit the mat with a satisfying flop, her rosy cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Nikki rose up on her hands and knees, her gaze locked onto Roxy, a grin playing on her lips as she ogled her opponent. The blush that rose to her cheeks was a testament to the heat that coursed through her veins, a desire that was impossible to ignore.

With a languid, sexy pace, Nikki began to crawl across the mat like a proud feline who had caught a mouse. Her movements were deliberate, calculated to tease and tantalize. But her eagerness laced her attempt at smooth seduction with a year ing want to just be close to the other girl. She placed her hands on Roxy's boots and pulled herself up, each handhold lingering with a lecherous grope as she explored the curves of her opponent's body. Her fingers traced the contours of Roxy's legs, hips, and waist, savoring the feel of fabric, fluff, and skin beneath her touch.

As Nikki reached Roxy's exposed breasts, her eyes locked onto her opponent's haze-filled gaze, ensuring that Roxy watched every movement. She leaned in, her face dipping down as her lips puckered up against Roxy's breast. The sensation of her soft skin against Nikki's lips was electric, a jolt of desire that sent shivers down her spine. She inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of Roxy, feeling her softness, and parting her lips just enough to taste her in the exchange. As she leaned away, her lips audibly popped from the broken seal, leaving a trail of anticipation in their wake.

"God you're hot..." Nikki muttered, mostly to herself. She found herself wishing they were someplace different, a personal, private space where the only audience was each other. Someplace where she didn't feel the pressure to perform, where she could simply be with Roxy without the match, without the crowd. But would she ever have someone like Roxy in her bed? Without the match, without the audience? The thought was enough to urge her to seize this moment. If not now, then when?

Nikki climbed slightly higher, turning to drape herself across Roxy's collar. Opening her legs, she reached down to thread one of the streamers arms through them, clamping them shut in a tight scissor to secure her. She reached out to hold her palm down against the woman's bicep, pinning it to the mat. It took a bit of wiggling, but she settled in nicely, making sure her weight did most of the work to pin her down. With a contented sigh, she dipped her head down again, rolling her tongue across her lips.

"So... what else do you like?" Nikki posed the question innocently as she drew the other woman's nipple into her mouth. Her lips mashing against Roxy's soft skin, her teeth gently nipping at her perky areola. Her other hand, deliberately left free, began to caress the underside of Roxy's chest as she suckled at the girl. But before long, it was slipping lower, trailing fingers across her abdomen, feeling at the edge of her waistband. Her fingertips inches just underneath, not yet invading. A silent threat... or a promise, for what was to come.