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

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi swallows hard again, her body shifting visibly with each heavy breath. "U-um... no, I'm okay! Sorry! I just- aheh! I- prefer being pinned on my back? B-besides, look at me, I'm... h-hot, right? Like this? Why pass up the chance?" She really wants to breathe more freely without her sternum stacked against her throat!

Her legs squirm a little, as much as she can in her restrained position. "And maybe.. piledrivers.. freak me out.. being on the receiving end... maybe a little.."

[Noob]

While the first tease would have normally been a pretty easy critical hit against Suzume, it was delivered with such difficulty that it had lost most of it's effect. "Stop. It." Suzume huffed, delivering the tiniest of slaps to Kat's backside before finally letting them flop down. She'd soon take a deep breath before audibly exhaling. As far as she knew, everyone was at least kind of afraid of being on the business end of a pileriver. But clearly it was a bit more-so for Katsumi, especially if it freaked her out when it was from Suzume and on a rather soft bed.

After a few moments of silence, Suzume would grab one of the pillows from the bed and just toss it at Katsumi's face. "Why didn't you telllll me BEFORE I did it!" She'd whine. Perhaps she was being a bit unfair since she didn't exactly give Kat the most time to verbalize that, but the brunette was still upset that she had apparently really freaked Katsumi out

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi's legs are released, and her body unfurls to flop on the bed, chest rising and falling heavily as she breathes more freely. And then:

"Mmf!"

Katsumi's face is bamf'd with a pillow, and she lets it remain there for a few moments, enduring the berating. Her hands raise to delicately clutch the upper edge of the pillow to slide it down, just letting her eyes peek out at her. "I really wanted to feel the finisher," she admits, a little muffled. "Cuz it's.. your finisher. And it's really cool that you have one, one that's worked! After all the shit you've been through, it's... special." She nudges the pillow aside and props herself on her elbows to look at her a little more evenly. "I mean, it's no splash, but..."

Feeling her pulse slowing finally, she flashes her that teasing smile. Her right hand raises to draw a few locks of silky hair from her eye.

[Noob]

Suzume didn't quite think any response from Kat was going to be sufficient. But they had managed to say something rather sweet. The brunette still thought it was a really dumb reason but she at least appreciated the sentiment. "Ugh Kat. I mean I know but you still shouldn't have. I mean yeah and all but stillll." She'd respond, a bit unsure of whether to still be upset or just sad.

...And then Katsumi continued... She couldn't leave a sweet moment alone. "Ugh shut uuuup!!!!" Suzume whined, quickly grabbing another pillow and shoving it against Kat's face. "Take this as your dumb splash." Falling forward she'd let her tummy lightly fall against the pillow on Kat's face. She'd rather quickly pull back and toss the pillow aside, now just straddling Kat's stomach. "God I swear you're infuriating sometimes. You knowwwww that?" She'd huff, arms crossed over her chest as she tried to hold back a smile.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi yelp-laughs when the pillow makes a comeback, followed by the sudden additional weight of Suzume flopping against it. Her arms flail for a moment, pawing at the pillow before it is finally cast aside on the bed, now simply serving as Suzume's perch.

"Yeah, I know. But'cha knew what I was before ya came to my home and stripped to your underwear," she lilts playfully at her, flashing a smile. Her left arm raises, trying to hook Suzume's waist to push her to the side while rolling over. The ultimate intent is to try to work her way up to her feet with her. "Since yoouu passed up the chance to pin this hotness down, I guess you just want what I said earlier!" After a beat, she furthers, "But I'm a benevolent dictator! Which one would'ja like? A tombstone piledriver? Or a bearhug into a belly-to-belly?"

If she has her way, she'll pull Suzume on up to her full height with her, one arm still hooking her waist to hold her against herself.

[Noob]

And just like that Suzume was back to her old self and squirming in place. "That's not what...ok it totally is but match stuff and what not!" She'd fire back in protest. Before she knew it she was tossed to the side only to be pulled back up to her feet. "Wait wait. I thought we were done." The lightweight whined. She didn't realize that Katsumi was still going on with their little match. "I ummm well..." She'd stammer, at a loss now as she was asked to choose her fate. All the while Katsumi brought her into a a light hug. Their height difference was rather apparent now as their bodies mushed gently together. Suzume looked back up to tall-friend, feeling rather small now.

Finally she'd puff her cheeks out in a little pout. "I mean...I guess it's only fair if you also get to do a piledriver. But you could totally do the second one too. I mean instead...Ugh why are you making me chose? That's so not fair." Once again she seemed to short circuit, ever the indecisive one. "What if I just bear hugged you instead?" She'd finally ask, her arms soon wrapped around Katsumi in a not so tight hug. Curse her noodle arms.

[CyanDimitrik]

And so, Katsumi finds herself wound in Suzume's arms. Of the two of them, the punkette was likely the more physically powerful of the two, sure. But she also got the impression that Suzume wasn't really trying to crush her. It does, however, limit options!

Katsumi, with an arm already around Suzume's waist, dug the other arm beneath her arm. She didn't want to pin Suzume's arms to her sides, oh no. She wanted unfettered access to her waistline, all for the better squeezing! She leans forward, pressing herself a little more into her before arching her back, arms clamping to heft Suzume off her feet just enough to bring the two face to face.

There, Katsumi keeps her suspended against her, tilted slightly backwards to put all the pressure on Suzume's body and remain balanced. Breasts mash to breasts, toned stomach pressed tight to belly, and hips brushing scandalously against hips. Katsumi's arms tighten a little - not excruciating, but rather domineering. "Nnh... gotcha now~! M'gonna squeeze all the fight outta ya. Then slam ya down. Then pin ya. That's my three-step program!"

[Noob]

Of course Suzume knew she wasn't about to overpower Katsumi. But she didn't expect to be swept right off of her feet. Suzume gasped as she was pulled right off of the ground. Now she was face to face with Katsumi. While it was not exactly a noteworthy position to be in, it did give Kat a pretty clear view of every expression Suzume's face was about to go through.

At first she was just surprised, letting out a little gasp as she was hugged tight. Soon though she could really feel their bodies pressed together, chests squeezed against each other, hips rubbing together as Suzume squirmed. Her mouth hung slightly open now, face flushing a light red as she found herself panting ever so slightly. "Nnng...aaah...h...heck." She'd whine, wriggling and twisting her body every which direction. That didn't seem to help too much though. She was stuck. And the friction was only building "Can we...maybe do the piledriver instead?" She'd whine, flashing Kat her best puppy dog eyes. "Cause ya gonna squish me." It would be no less unpleasant but the combination of extreme closeness and the possibility of being squeezed more or less senseless, even if jokingly, was a bit hard to handle at the moment. At least the piledriver would be pretty instant as opposed to what felt like an eternity of teasing

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi tightens her squeeze on Suzume just a bit, itching to feel her gasp, or see a little of her breath sapped away. Physically overpowering an opponent was always a thrill for her, practically what she lived for! And with her forearms gathered along Suzume's lower back, every little clench brings their bodies tighter together, crushing stomach to stomach. "Nah..," she says with a wicked little smile, just a tiiiny bit fangy in its eagerness. "This is the way I beat ya when we wrestled.. in front'a people..!"

She takes a deep breath, then arches her back a little further, grinding her body tight against Suzume's.

"Now.. m'gonna use it to beat'cha.. all alone! Just us!"

The thrill is only doubled with the benefit of Katsumi getting to watch Suzume's face; in particular matching her vivid green eyes to the smolfriend's deep browns. Every labored breath she is a heated wash against Suzume's lips, her heart pounding heavily against her.

Finally, her body torques, aiming to bring Suzume down onto the bed on her back! The Shutdown finisher, a belly-to-belly suplex! Granted, it's a very soft, very forgiving bed. But the result is the same! Suzume flat on her back, with Katsumi's body landing squarely atop her, corner to corner, hips pressed tight to hips.

[Noob]

Katsumi had a front row seat to watching the fight squeezed from Suzume. The smaller fighter was trying her best to hang in there but she was definitely overpowered and soon quite overwhelmed. Soon practically smushed against Katsumi, she'd let out a pained gasp. Each little clench would force Suzume tighter against Kat until she was all but crushed. All the while she was left wincing and biting her lip as she tried to contain any other embarrassing sounds that threatened to escape.

"I...know..." Suzume whined, now being reminded of the first defeat Katsumi had delivered. It was hard to really focus on that though as their bodies grinded together. "Nnng!!" She'd let out a little squeal.

Suddenly things changed. Suzume was tossed onto the bed, bouncing a bit as Katsumi slammed down on top of her. "Nnnfff!!!" She'd groan, though the impact war rather softer than she had expected. She was left now pressed against the bed, sandwiched between the mattress and Kat with their hips snugly pressed together. Panting, Suzume just looked back up at Kat, now at a loss for words