Nayla Ameera vs. Captain Mizuki - Oily Tussle

[Arjuna]

Nayla let out a delighted purr as she would keep grinding herself against Mizuki, muscular bodies coated in oil rubbing against each other in a rather sensual manner. Hearing the noises coming from the former Olympian, Nayla chuckled as she looked down at her face, her red hair cascading down onto her.

"What's the matter, love? Can't handle a little rubbing, hmm~?" Nayla asked, teasing the other woman as she would continue grinding herself against her opponent. Of course, she would try to think of something else to do, knowing that she couldn't just grind herself against Mizuki's body forever.

[ragaz]

Mizuki wasn't the only one that was getting aroused. While she couldn't exactly tell how this smooth, close body contact was affecting her opponent, the sounds clearly indicated that the audience was going wild about this, screaming, cheering, swooning and whistling as well as expressing their desire to join in or expressing their desire to be dominated like that, etc... This made Mizuki all the more embarrassed and her not being able to hold back moans wasn't helping her predicament. ''MMaahh... Nnghaahhhhh...'' She was trying to suppress them, so they weren't that loud, but impossible to hide it from Nayla as their faces were inches apart, the woman's hair around them creating a little private, intimate space for them.

Her cheeks red, embarassment palpable, Mizuki was recalling how it ended up the last time she was in such a situation. No matter how good this felt, Mizuki did not want this sensation. ''Ssorry, I... NNghh'' Mizuki shook her head, she didn't know what to say and couldn't even focus neither on her response, nor on her muscles. ''NNgh! I can handle it! ...Nno! I mean... Aahh...'' She really didn't know what the right response was in this situation.

It took her long enough whilst being dominated, but she regained enough sense to put her muscles in her arms to work and try to wrest her hands free by attempting to force them as far in various directions as she could in hopes that she would either let go or her grip would slip in the struggle eventually. Nothing was for certain, though. Afterwards, Mizuki gained enough sense to realize that she could move her legs, but wasnt sure what to do with them. She would try to plant her feet on the pool and buck up, but her feet would easily slip every time. ''I'll still beat you is what i mean NNghhaahhh!''

[Arjuna]

Nayla kept grinding herself against Mizuki's body, the cheers from the crowd indicating that they were thoroughly enjoying this. The Lebanese grinned, chuckling as she listened to Mizuki's words.

"Now, now, dishonesty is so unbecoming of you, you know?" Nayla teased. But then, Mizuki tried to wrest her arms free, and soon enough, she was able to do so, though Nayla was still in an advantageous position where she would keep grinding herself against her.

"Come on, try to lie down and relax, okay? I'll make it all good for you later." Nayla promised, making use of the contours of her body to keep Mizuki pliant underneath her. Of course, she knew that this wouldn't last forever as Mizuki tried bridging her own body, her feet slipping on the oily surface of the inflatable pool.

[ragaz]

Mizuki's arms and legs were both finally free, but she wasn't able to do a whole lot with them since every time she tried to buck up, her feet slipped. Mizuki was pushing at Nayla with her now freed hands as well, but the hands kept sliding across Nayla's oiled body and not being able to apply a whole lot of force. It was also difficult to concentrate with the arousal building up within Mizuki as Nayla continues to take care of her.

Among those things, something unintentional was also happening. As Mizuki's legs kept rising and slipping, so too were her thighs brushing against Nayla's crotch. Mizuki, of course, was oblivious to that.
That brushing would continue, but with Mizuki taking a bit different action - she would put both of her legs to work in order to try and slid her right legs through under Nayla's left to the 'outside'. In order to achieve that, Mizuki's left leg would hook over Nayla's left, then proceed to probe around with both of her legs around Nayla's left, trying to pick up any part of the leg by even tiny amounts in order to slip Mizuki's right bit by bit.
This, of course, would only increase the sensual rubbing between their legs and thighs, continuously eliciting breaths that turn into moans halfway.

With her arms, Mizuki would try wrapping them around Nayla's neck with a headlock of sorts in an attempt to resist/lessen Nayla's grinding. However, Mizuki just couldn't apply enough force to either apply pain or halt Nayla's undulations. Instead, the result was that they were pressed cheek to cheek, with Mizuki moaning into Nayla's ear like a lullaby.
"Nnfhh... I'm not justghh... Gonna give up ahhh... Senpai!"

[Arjuna]

Nayla continued grinding her own body against Mizuki's, humming in joy and delight as she felt every contour of the other woman's body. She breathed heavily, also feeling the same sensation that Mizuki was currently feeling, though she wouldn't let that get in her way of her enjoyment as she continued having her way with the former Olympian.

"Mhmm... oohhhn..." Nayla moaned as she felt Mizuki's thigh against her crotch, and she tried to calm her breathing as she continued doing what she had been doing; rubbing herself against the other woman. Thanks to the oil on the inflatable pool and their bodies, it was difficult for either of them to get solid foothold.

And then, Mizuki also wrapped her arms around Nayla's head in her attempt to trap her in a headlock of sorts, probably to keep the Lebanese from continuing her rubbing. They ended up pressed against each other cheek to cheek, and upon hearing Mizuki's words, Nayla giggled. "Aahhn... hehe, m-my, please don't force yourself, okay?" Even as she said that, she would keep rubbing herself against Mizuki.

[ragaz]

This was becoming very obviously just like almost all her matches - turning sexual and that never seemed to be to her advantage, let alone her wishes.

Moaning during her struggles beneath the heavy woman, Mizuki's arousal was building up no matter how hard she was trying to suppress it. However, she was slowly making progress. Not in the sexual part, but as in towards potentially escaping from under Nayla's body, even though a part of her deep down just wanted to drown in Nayla's body.
Nayla's teasing was riling Mizuki up, but she just didn't know how to respond, so she just continued with her escape plan - Mizuki actually managed to lift Nayla's left leg up very slightly using both of her own. At the same time, Mizuki would use her facelock hold as well as the rest of her body to push and slide sideways to the right out from underneath Nayla.

If it worked, the frontal facelock would now turn into a side headlock, with both women likely laying on their fronts, side to side.

[Arjuna]

Like Mizuki, Nayla was also affected by the close contact and rubbing, though she covered it much better than the former Olympian. Of course, she couldn't stop her groans and moans of pleasure from escaping her lips as her opponent struggled to gain an advantageous position over her. For the time being, she would like to see what Mizuki would like to do, and sure enough, the former Olympian succeeded in her plan, where they ended up laying on their fronts, side to side, with her arm around Nayla's head in a hold that resembled side headlock.

"Hoooo... w-what are you going to do, hmm?" Nayla teased as she would wiggle her own body next to Mizuki, preparing herself to turn the table and react to whatever the former Olympian might try next. The oil made it difficult for her to retain a solid bearing, though she was sure that the same could be said for her opponent, who was struggling with the slickness around her.

[ragaz]

Mizuki had managed to escape Nayla's sensual grasp on her and with the same motion went on the counter offensive. The transition had their bodies brushing just as much and now despite it having lessened, the sides of their bodies including the sides of their breasts were smoothly rubbing against the other's and it continued to put Mizuki's sexual orientation into question.

Mizuki would lock her free arm around the wrist of her other arm in order to fully lock in the side headlock while also trapping Nayla's left arm inside, that is if Nayla didn't pull that arm below Mizuki's before the latter locked in.
For now, that was Mizuki's entire plan - to squeeze Nayla's neck as much as she could considering the shifty circumstances. It was difficult to ignore the tingle in-between her legs while their bodies kept brushing with every slightest motion.

[Arjuna]

Mizuki seemed to be getting used to the state of slickness that the two of them were dealing at the moment as she quickly locked her arm around Nayla's head in a headlock, trapping her arm as well. The Lebanese found herself trapped in this position, their bodies rubbing against each other, with oil keeping the slickness.

"Hnn..." Nayla moaned slightly as she was held in the headlock by the former Olympian. Of course, she wasn't going to stay idle as she would try to make use of the slickness to pull her arm out of the hold to give her head enough room so that she could pull herself out as well. From there, she planned position herself on top of Mizuki, wanting to see how she would react to it.

[ragaz]

Mizuki had to constantly shift her legs and body to try and 'dig in' herself in place and pull and squeeze on Nayla's neck. "Mmmhhg..." She groaned as her muscles bulged and the sides of their bodies brushed against each other. Mizuki kept telling herself that this was no different from any other grappling match, just with added oil. That did help her control herself for the time being and she was doing alright at wearing Nayla down.

Clearly this wasn't going to be the winning hold and sure enough, Nayla was able to pull her arm out of it first, before pushing Mizuki's muscular arms off her head, which was made many times easier by the oil covering their bodies.
"Nnhh..." Mizuki whimpered as she flopped front first onto the slippery 'floor'.
Before Mizuki could rise up, Nayla mounted her from behind. Anticipating the most likely course of action, Mizuki would tuck her arms in close to her throat, expecting a rear chokehold of some sort in the immediate future.