Natsumi Ozora vs Skylar Robin - Aren't You Popular?

[Deus001]

Natsumi might have been a pleasure seeking monk, with the mindset to match and liking her peace at the end of the day. However the seeker had also been built with the mindset and instincts of a natural honed warrior, in fact it was like a switch had just flipped in her head. Her skin seemingly turned almost red from sheer energy, the so called second reserve perhaps. Her look lacked the seeming innocenceit once had and now Natsumi seemed poised to simply rely on her body to fight!

She'd scramble upwards with Skylar in tow and seek to deliver a series of blows, alternated left and right kicks followed by a windmill punch series to his chin and hopefully ending it with a spinning and leaping right kick aimed at his stomach. Natsumi was a warrior possessed and was seeking to pummel Skylar into heck and back and hopefully towards a corner perhaps!

[MrBrightside]

Sylar got the wind knocked out of him by the monk ramming her knees into his gut. From there things only got worse for him as she followed it up with some more powerful kick and punches. Each strike sent him stumbling back until a spinning kick to the stomach knocked him back into the corner. In the back of his mind he knew that this was not the position that he wanted to be in. But his body was too stunned and sore to move right away.

[Deus001]

That second wind Natsumi had tucked away certainly proved to be coming in clutch for her as Skylar was sent reeling from her onslaught, her blows were honed from years of practise and experience. She had unleashed her strikes and combined with her skin that glistened with sweat and Natsumi seemed very much like a warrior home on the battlefield, a far cry from her usual demeanour. Regardless it bore fruit as Skylar was backed into the corner and a gleam shined into her eye. The seeker would give a loud yell and leap up into the air to try and slam her right knee straight into the hunk's chin!

Were that to work then.......Natsumi would back away pant quietly, before giving a rather sinister little smile actually. It seemed that her body was starting to calm down and the seeker wanted to get cheeky again. She hiked up her bottoms into a thong and would lift Skylar's chin with her right foot and said "I apologise if I was a bit too rough, please allow me to pleasure you with my rear as a reward!" as she'd then turn around and drop her ass once again on Skylar's face for a smooth sliding stinkface as Natsumi would sigh in contentment at her handiwork!

[MrBrightside]

Battered and bruised by the rain onslaught of strikes, Sylar could only groan as he leaned against the turnbuckles trying to regain his bearings. But Natsumi wouldn’t be so accommodating as she jumped up and rammed her knee directly into his chin.

“Uuoohh!”

Now adding his chin to the list of body parts that were sore, Sylar was defenseless as Natsumi lifted his chin with her foot, giving him a good view of her shapely leg. He barely had time to register her words before she turned around and shoved her ass directly into his face again.

‘Again? This is getting ridiculous!’ Sylar thought as he flailed about underneath the monk’s soft posterior.

[Deus001]

Natsumi while being very adept in the art of war wasn't one that was often the sort that would indulge in wanton violence, after all she left her monastery to actually seek out pleasure. It'd be far from her to want to send Skylar to the shadow realm by way of the fist, when Natsumi could just put him to sleep with her curves that could likely tempt even the Buddha himself. Hence why she plopped her shapely rear end on Skylar's face, her whole body was now drenched with sweat that helped enhance the monk's divine beauty and Skylar got a heaping faceful of her butt!

The monk would lean downwards, letting her ass smother out Skylar's face as she looked down at his body while upside down. No doubt he might be excited but Natsumi's eyes were cast on his abs, she'd trace a finger down his muscular frame and say "Mhmhm.....such a well maintained frame.....no doubt you make all the ladies eager for you, myself included......" as she simply let herself rest atop him, would this be the end for Skylar?

[MrBrightside]

Sylar had a response in mind but we unable to articulate it due to the shapely rear being shoved into his face. Said ass in his face was making it hard to breathe. If Natsumi kept this up, she might end up smothering him unconscious. And as much as liked the feeling of her ass, getting choked out by would be an extremely embarrassing way to lose a match. So Sylar tried to focus and push the monk away so he could breathe.

[Deus001]

Natsumi was feeling herself starting to cool down after brutalising Skylar with her keen martial arts, that burst of energy was brought about from the monk reaching a state of euphoria as well as her own personal desires to win. Even if she enjoyed giving this hunk of a man her cake regardless of his own desires Natsumi still loved a good fight none the less, then came the muscle aches. The fall from the high as it were and her body screamed as she shook her ass in Skylar's handsome mug. Eventually though Skylar's shoving would force Natsumi to give way for him to breathe and the monk would give a cute yelp in response.

The pacing of the match had taken its toll on Natsumi and while she could still go......there was that soreness and fatigue settling in, the monk would nearly fall to her hands and knees and was catching her breath. Still the seeker recovered enough to stand and turn to fight, even if she seemed a bit shaky now. For Skylar's sake he'd best be ready to move fast out of that corner because Natsumi would give a loud yell and try to rush straight at him with a palm thrust aimed right at his heart!

[MrBrightside]

Sylar managed to push Natsumi away, getting her ass out of his face and allowing him to breathe. That gave him some clarity as he took stock of the situation. Looking at his opponent and the way she was breathing, it was clear that the match was taking its toll on her. Of course, the same could be said for him as well. In the end, it would likely come down to who has more left in the tank.

Despite her growing fatigue though, Natsumi was quick to recover and rush towards him with a palm strike. Despite his growing fatigue, Sylar was able to move out of the corner to avoid it and fire back with kick to the ear. He then went up to the top rope and from there applied a front facelock to the busty monk. He then jumped forward and swung around to fall backwards and drop Natsumi's head into the mat with a Tornado DDT.

[Deus001]

The monk was often direct when it came to what she wanted, Natsumi wasn't subtle and saw no need for it if her attire of choice was anything to go by. The seeker wanted one thing and was to pierce Skylar in the heart to render him pliable for her blessings, harsh yes but the more he struggled the harder it'd be to make it so for him. However Skylar seemingly had different ideas in mind because he was leaping right at Natsumi before her palm strike could land its mark.

Natsumi was taken for a trip, her vision went all topsy turvy and the monk was spiked on her head. She'd taken some stiff blows to her head in the past but that one was taking the biscuit alright. The seeker weakly groaned and lay crumpled on the mat, her right arm weakly going to her forehead in a vain effort to soothe the afflicting pain that she was now currently feeling and pondered on how she got there!

[MrBrightside]

After driving his opponent’s head into the mat, Sylar took a second to contemplate his next move. He considered going to the top rope for his finisher but decided against it. He wanted to wear the busty monk down a little more so that any high-risk maneuvers from the top rope would be a little less high-risk.

With that in mind, Sylar instead got up and walked over to Natsumi and grabbed her legs. He brought his knee up to the back of one of her knees and swung around with a spinning toe hold. He then brought the monk’s other leg up and put the foot that he had already been holding and put it in front of her kneecap. Then as he dropped back down to the mat, he brought his free leg up and over her foot to trap it in the Figure 4 leg lock.