Never Surrender: Eve Summers & Arlise Christiaens

[Winter]

Lise let out a sigh audible from the entranceway when Eve's poised body, and by extension, thighs, relaxed, leaving the woman's rear on her stomach to keep Lise from easily shifting her abs with each breath..but giving her a chance to breathe, and more importantly, affording the redhead's squished sides some respite. She had not fully appreciated how narrow Eve had been making her, but now, with the legs no longer ramrod-straight with muscle and giving her a spare inch, they throbbed, adding relief to her moans.

Her chest lifted rapidly as if beating the clock to absorb the oxygen needed to keep her conscious, and Lise would have been perfectly happy to strip her top off to relieve it and the broiling heat throughout her body, triggered by her writhing and excitement, that now had her on the edge of sweating. Her own top she didn't touch, however, choosing to keep her hands pressing on Eve's abs, prodding, searching for a way to slide her off, if only for a moment before they found the next intimate position where one of them might wrap around the other.

Eve answered by wrapping her tighter instead. "Noooo...", the redhead began to complain, as Eve's legs shifted and drove her sides back into the vice grip, deeper, deeper, until Lise could sense no gap at all between her and Eve's crotch. There, and at Eve's upper thighs, Lise's hands wandered, and her legs kicked again. "Unnngh!"

Eve was saying something to her, and Lise didn't need to hear or process each word over her own cries to understand that they were dripping with intent. She couldn't diverge any attention to the space between her thighs any longer...but she was certain she-

Her eyes popped open when she felt oiled arms coiling around her neck, followed with a thrilling suddenness by Eve's breasts again forming into a smothering pocket that brushed over Lise's lips. She had to resist...acting on them. "Pl-", she started to offer, but stopped it so suddenly, the word had no discernable form. She complained instead. "Mnnooo.."

She offered the one fight she had, pulling with weak hands at the back of Eve's top, before Eve latched on fully.

[thesteedman]

Eve bit on her lower lip gently, feeling her oiled up scantily clad form grind against Lise's as her sparring partner continued to weakly struggle and writhe within the new suffocating hold. Feeling Lise's near naked body press and slide against her own with near frightening ease from the oils was certainly an intoxicating sensation, one Eve was finding hard to allow to end too soon. However it was not Eve's intent to hold on to this one for long, knowing she had Lise well and truly trapped and drained to near exhaustion. Had Eve not been so sly with her ambushing tactic, it probably would have went another way, but Eve allowed no leverage from Lise and caught her completely unawares.

In Eve's defence, Lise could have tapped out at any point. It was a universal sign of surrender, and there certainly would have been no shame given the playful nature of Eve's attack. Though Lise moaned and writhed during the pressure, and though she pulled at clothes and pried for freedom, at no point did she verbally declare surrender, nor did she tap her hand or foot. Simply put, she was still fighting despite how heavily one sided the struggle was becoming. Even now, with her face buried deep in the cleavage of Eve's oiled up chest, she continued to struggle despite how exhausted and weakened her efforts were. Eve could not deny she enjoyed the feel of her bikini clad body against her own, feeling all of their skin and flesh constantly slipping and grinding together.

It was bliss, and Eve couldn't help but let her stunning legs coil just a little tighter around Lise's astonishing midriff, a task made all the easier once again by the oils that doused their bodies. Her arms also increased their grip, her movements almost like a deadly serpent closing its coils around a prey. She had squeezed Lise for all she was worth, and she knew her smothering addition was all but preventing even air from entering Lise's lungs. Eve near shivered in delight, constricting and smothering Lise a little more with each passing moments, bringing her body deeper against her own. It was only when she would feel Lise begin to fail and move less and less that she would finally ease her grip.

It was not her intent to squeeze the life out of her or suffocate her after all... Eve was at least kind in her release. Though she did not let go of Lise, she eased her out of the smother, allowing for her to finally breathe. Her legs remained firmly around her waist, but the pressure was more of a loving embrace than an outright crushing grasp like earlier. She remained wrapped around Lise, but eased enough to allow her some room for recovery and more importantly, some precious air.
"Heh... sorry about that. I got a little carried away. I took the holds a little too far. Are you alright?" Eve whispered, keeping her arms loosely around Lise's shoulders as she gave her a teasing squeeze around her firm and stunning midriff with her legs.

[Winter]

For the second time, Lise was left with her pretty face stuck between Eve's boobs, but the bit of self-deprecating thought she had remaining informed her that she could not enjoy the highlights nearly as much as the last time. Not with those legs coiling around her.

As it was, warm, oily skin squeezed around her features, leaving her with not one spare breath that she could muster with her nose between both breasts and her mouth tucked against some part of Eve's top, Lise couldn't tell anymore. She gripped as tightly as she could at Eve's arms and shoulders, but her arms offered even less than her hands, and with more and more of her attempts to catch a fresh, deep breath leaving her with merely the scent of Eve and the oil, she gained nothing but the continued loss of energy as a couple of cries tried to leave her throat.
Li
As bad as the legs were, the smother seemed to last for an hour, Lise without a clue that it only lasted for a few moments...nor that she was losing her consciousness quickly, a tale told by her cries turning into generic, mindless whines and her elbows dropping onto the floor mat to either side of her. Only her hands, still pointed up at the ceiling, proved that she was still awake.

Then, cool air poured over her face, and she almost choked with how quickly she tried to soak it in. A pair of coughs resulted, Lise's stomach shivering with the motion as Eve's grip lessened to the point where...

Well, Lise's midriff did not feel fine by any means, but they sure felt snuggled by those thighs and calves. Slowly, tentatively, Lise opened her eyes to blink away some wetness and let her abs, for the first time in what felt like forever, relax, and nursed it with her hands.

After several seconds of gathering herself and panting, Lise looked up at Eve. Her captor. Her...

She should probably save those words for Eve herself. In...a moment. Once she felt less like she was lying in a puddle of weariness and her own...physical response. Oh, the bikini bottoms had been a mistake, hadn't they?

No matter. Lise smirked up at Eve, still looking with her stomach between the woman's legs and her hair sprawled around the mat like a prisoner. "I..." With her tongue feeling especially heavy, Lise paused to start again and swallow its numbness. Fortunately, at the same time, Eve gave her another little squeeze, leaving Lise to give her a sharp look and groan without interruption. "I don't believe I...am. Where can I...find a nurse?"

Her hand coiled back around Eve's thigh.

[thesteedman]

Eve giggled at Lise's comment. Eve realised that perhaps she had gone a little too far, though she seemed in no rush to release Lise's slender frame from between her thighs. Instead she kept a firm grip upon her, not squeezing hard, but holding tight enough to let Lise know she was not going anywhere for the time being. Eve found it a struggle conjuring the will to let the red haired beauty from her grasp, enjoying the feel of her slender and stunning frame between her shapely legs.

"If my family had their way I would have became a nurse... or a doctor of some form, so I almost would have counted." Eve whispered with a pleasant giggle. "I chose to become a DJ instead... and now I'm a wrestler grappling with the impressive Arlise Christiaens." Eve finished, giving Lise a firm squeeze that was more like a loving embrace than any of the previous crushing holds she had subjected her body to. She could see Lise was favouring her stomach which had taken a heavy brunt of the pressure, and slowly began to trace her own hands over Lise's bare midriff, letting her fingers firmly press and massage against her abs, looking to relax Lise's body which had previously been through a lot of straining. Eve certainly had quite an art for massaging it seemed, able to release the worse of the tension with firm yet relaxing presses and strokes.

"Hope that feels a little better. I was supposed to be massaging you in the first place before I got a little treacherous. I'm guessing actions like that will make me a heel in the ring. I can't really have that." Eve mentioned with a light-hearted tone, recalling very well how she decided to turn said massage into a gruelling and near suffocating submission hold. She continued to run and glide her hands over Lise's abs, turning the process to a more relaxing sensation once the worse of the tension had finally eased. All this whilst her own stunning legs had Lisa's marvel of a body trapped between them. She would give occasional squeezes, once again more loving than painful, though she still seemed to force the occasional moan from Lise's parting lips.

Eve smiled, looking Lise up and down, taking in her oiled up form that was barely covered and contained by her two piece bikini.
"You look exhausted... I'm sorry about that." Eve whispered, letting her hand smoothly glide over a few locks of hair to brush them from over Lise's eyes.
"I've kind of ruined the training session haven't I?" Eve added in the same low sultry tone, biting on her lower lip.
"Is there anything I can do to make up for it?" Eve whispered a little lower, sliding her hands up Lise's sides as she began to massage her shoulders, letting her legs tighten if not to bring the redhead a little closer to her.

[Winter]

The somewhat delirious redhead let loose a few breathy chuckles in spite of her own state, enough so that she had to groan again when her abs reminded her that they should not be moving in the slightest, even from laughter. But Eve's words tickled her. "Some fine nurse...you would have...been...", she heaved out, warmth in her voice. "A femme...fatale...cornering her patients with her legs..." She stuck out her tongue, to prove her words were only in jest before she squeezed the thigh where her hand rested, trying her best to make an ample response to such a kind compliment.

"Isn't it better...here?"

As if in response and respite, Lise felt Eve lightly coil around her again, and she started to harden once more before she realized that those thighs were now there to merely keep her tucked in place...especially once the hands took to her abs. Unable to remain demure anymore, Lise was free with a pleasured low moan in response. They had already gotten as close as any two people could without clothes as a non-factor, so why make pretense?

Eve's voice became distant to her for a moment as she let herself settle into the relieving massage. Even Eve's deft hands would not work out all the kinks, and she would be sore in the morning...but she started to consider them fine memories of today. Too fine...as she slowly started to regain more reasonable thought, she was reminded that she didn't like for people to know about her...masochistic side-

That thought passed as soon as it had come as she felt hands playing at her face in a gesture kind enough that Lise thought she might burst from the sweetness. Those same hands started sliding up her bare sides until they rested on her shoulders, and pried her eyes open to take in Eve's features as the woman drew her in close.

Very close.

Having partly heard what the beauty told her, Lise let her eyes wander down to Eve's nape as if in consideration, and a hand shifted up to straighten an edge of Eve's top that she herself had probably rolled out of place during the struggle. "If I was naughty...", she began, voice low but stronger than a moment before. "I would say I would return you the favor. Squeeze for squeeze, smother for smother." Not that she had the energy to match her move for move. She roused her tired body only long enough to make her cleavage a factor in the conversation.

"But..." The hand flicked up to poke at Eve's chin lightly, at the same time Lise's eyes lifted. "...you're the more intriguingly naughty of the two of us today. How would you make up for it?"

[thesteedman]

"Heh, I suppose we could do that if it would make you feel better and make up for my scheming." Eve whispered, biting on her lower lip lightly. She wondered if Lise even had the energy to do such a thing however, given how long she had been smothered and scissored within her own embrace. Still, there was certainly a tone of determination in her tone, as if the prospect had given her a new found energy. Quietly, Eve did enjoy the prospect of Lise wrapping herself around her, akin to how Eve had Lise embraced right now, but why change things up when it was just as desirable to hold Lise's stunning core with her own legs?

"Or... we could just..." Eve whispered further, her voice trailing off as if lost into thought. Her legs tightened once more, though nowhere near as dangerously as before, tight enough to try and force another sexy moan from the parting lips of her captive. This time the action was with purpose, and ever so slowly her arms entwined around Lise's neck, pulling her somehow even closer, as if Eve almost threatened to absorb Lise unto herself. The purpose was a lot more innocent however, as Eve let her lips trace against Lise's own, softly pulling her into a light kiss upon the lips. Given the proximity of the two, it was a surprise Eve had not done this already, as Lise had offered no indication of protest when she had already pressed into her personal space.

Eve closed her eyes softly, daring to kiss the woman who had invited her as a training guest. It had certainly not been her intent when she first arrived, but seeing Lise strip down to barely anything, and with Eve only heating things up with body oils and long embraces, she could fight her urges no more, and found herself slipping Lise into a deep embrace and a soft yet sensual kiss. Her legs tighten just a little more, not being able to get enough of the feel of Lise's bare and well toned midriff between her own stunning thighs. She finally relented her grip however during the kiss, instead pressing against Lise, so that their bikini clad chests pressed together, before her bare stomach meshed against that of her former captives. The motion was to try and force Arlise onto her back, as Eve's own oil slicken form slid down to lie upon hers.

[Winter]

Lise could not entirely decide what she wished Eve would say. Taking her own turn dominating Eve's enticing body would certainly be enjoyable, as would a deeper massage, the nurturing of Lise's recently compressed abs... Honestly, whatever kept Eve here, and close, would be perfectly fine with Arlise, down to sharing a snack and turning on the small flatscreen currently pushed against the wall and out of the way. Lise did dare hope for more than that, in her drowsily sore state, but she would not be pushy. Despite the heat radiating throughout her body stating otherwise, she decided it would be improper after a first date. Er, session, she reminded herself.

No denying there were sparks, however, though Arlise had barely enough self-awareness to know that those sparks were not an unfamiliar feeling.

Familiar, though, was the tightening of Eve's legs. They still felt as if they belonged, in some strange evolutionary way, around Lise's midriff as they were, and as they constricted Arlise tensed and her hands tightened around each of her assailant's thighs.

In one motion, she melted, giving Eve the moan she desired, but only once her guest had eased her in closer and their lips brushed. Gray eyes fluttered shut in peace as she leaned into the kiss, all the while letting out a breath that seemed to help her beleaguered body find relief.

The simplicity of a kiss was often lost to her, being such a sensual, physical creature. Now, she refused to miss a sensation.

She leaned in to take more from the kiss, but she was interrupted by the soft croak in her throat in response from Eve's legs assaulting her with a touch of aggression again. It was more than enough to make Lise, utterly willing, tilt backwards as Eve's warm, slightly oil-slicked chest pressed into hers to drive her again onto her back - a place she was learning to like in Eve's presence - and reach up with greedy hands to grope for the strap of Eve's top and pull her down on top of her. She was a chorus of light moans as her own legs coiled up from her submissive position to hook possessively, not aggressively, around Eve's hips and down the backs of her thighs.

[thesteedman]

Soon enough, the two ladies were pressed together, their scantily clad forms grinding and sliding slowly in the oils. A slight shiver tingled down Eve's spine as Arlise's legs slowly and delicately began to slide up and wrap firmly around her hips. The oils had already spread from her stunning figure onto Eve's giving her a similar glimmer that only enhanced her own beautiful form. The moans from Arlise when Eve had squeezed her certainly intoxicated Eve, and she found herself getting lost in the moment. What was suppose to be a friendly meeting, a simple spar and a way to get used to the ropes of the wrestling business had turned into something else.

For now, the kisses were soft, slow and delicate, but as time passed and their positions began to shift and their bodies began to grind together, the passion slowly began to increase. Eve's eyes were closed, her focus was upon Arlise's lips, letting her tongue slowly dance and entwine with Lise's as the two stunning women continued to makeout. Her bare stomach slowly grinded against her 'sparring partners' feeling Arlise's strained and well defined abs pressing against her own well formed core.

The oils made for quite the sensastion, and Eve enjoyed the feel of Arlise's midriff against her own. It made Eve moan softly and quietly, enjoying the feel of their stomachs gradually beginning to grind together with the oils making the movement all the easier. Their chests followed suit the moment Arlise's grasped the straps of Eve's top, bringing the two full body to body. Eve's top had slid down as a result, exposing her shoulders and more cleavage, but keeping her covered up just about. Eve further guided Lise's legs to wrap around her waist, enjoying the feel of her bare and stunning long legs around her own slender figure.

Slowly the kisses began to increase in passion, as Eve's hands slid up to trace over Lise's sides with a firm yet soothing touch. She moaned once more in the kiss... this was nice... more than nice to be fair. Her hands slowly brushed up over the sides of Lise's bikini clad breasts, slowly caressing them as her own chest pressed firmly against her host's. Slowly she broke the kiss and rose slightly, easing herself down with ease thanks the the oils. Her hands got a better grip upon her chest, massaging her breasts firmly, before Eve leaned in to peck upon her cleavage with deep longing kisses, all whilst her hands moved down to massage against Lise's midriff. After a few moments of this she soon returned to kissing Lise's lips, though with a bit more fever...

[Winter]

In amongst the mind-consuming pleasure keeping her occupied, Arlise noted that she had not enjoyed this in a long time. Between her focus on her championship reign in her old promotion, moving here to join LAW, and her difficulties in adjusting to this larger city and setting while also keeping an eye to LAW, Arlise had not slowed down to enjoy the more gratifying things in life. To enjoy another charming and beautiful person. To have that beautiful and charming person show just as much interest and... well, for the two of them to end up like this. As excited as she was, Lise also felt... relaxed. Unburdened.

Unburdened by everything but Eve's pleasant weight, anyway. Letting the more intricate thoughts pass as quickly as they had come, Lise clung tighter to Eve while she faced the beautiful woman's onslaught of kisses. Her thighs got that extra inch tighter around Eve's hips with hungry desire, and if she had been as naughty as Eve herself had clearly proven to be, they might have started squeezing. For her part, though, Arlise was having plenty of fun already, and none of it any greater than once Eve started finding all the right grips on her chest and followed up by peppering Lise's now-blushed chest with kisses.

Lise laid her head back while Eve paused from the kissing, stared at the ceiling, and sucked in heavy, contented breaths just to enjoy the sensations for the while. Of course, her hands were getting their fill too while she massaged the undersides of Eve's breasts with her thumbs and her hands slid low enough to take a tight grip on Eve's hips and rear, and when Eve returned to Lise's lips, the redhead fell right in step.

She prodded at Eve's bottoms with her fingernails and opened her eyes long enough. Those eyes silentely asked if the British bombshell wanted to take this any further or if she was content with all this wonderful intimacy.

[thesteedman]

Lise was a marvel to behold, there was simply no denying that. By now, her bikini clad body was virtually doused in oils from head to toe, giving her smooth skin, her fine curves and her well tuned and defined body a glimmer that simply made her look delicious to the eyes. Her chest rose and fell deeply with each breathe in a slow and captivating manner. Eve found herself breaking the long kisses just to sit up and simply admire the work of art that fashioned the woman known as Arlise Christiaens before her. Her hands continued to trace, caress and massage over her perfect form all through the moments of passion, and Eve was left biting her lower lip each time she took a moment to look upon Arlise.

It was only natural that the moment began to slowly edge to the next step. It would be Arlise who slowly made a wordless gesture to Eve between the kisses, as her fingers began to caress over her rear and teasingly poke at her bottoms, no doubt a signal to remove them. Eve was no stranger to such nights, she was a lesbian and proud of it, and shared a bed with quite a few daring and beautiful ladies given the touring nature of her other occupation. She always had a confidence about her... but this time... she felt a little nervous all of a sudden. She hid it with her lip biting smile, but she almost became a little intimidated by Arlise's stunning form and beauty... like she didn't want to mess things up when the night had already been so splendid.

Eve slid upwards ever so slightly, letting her hands continue to work over Arlise's exposed form, sliding her hands over her thinly covered breasts and down over her bare core.
"How about we take this to another room?" Eve whispered with a soft seductive whisper. "We could shower... wash off the oils. Or... we could just go straight to the bedroom?" Eve added with a low sultry tone. She slowly began to kiss over Arlise's stomach once more, kissing upwards towards her cleavage and softly over her neck and collar before returning to her lips. She kissed against her lips slowly, to allow Arlise the chance to answer as her hands roamed over her form.