Yuna Matou vs. Moira Pandela

[CaptainL]

As she lay subject to Moira's predilections, Yuna was left wondering what her aims were. While Yuna herself had neglected to pin her opponent in the aims of seeing what else she was capable of, Moira seemed similarly less inclined to pin the older woman, even if she was in position for it. Perhaps she too was enjoying the physicality and excitement of this battle, one that was offering plenty of back and forth action, with each competitor making good use of their skills and strengths!

But Yuna's thoughts would quickly be cut off as it became apparent there were bigger things to worry about. Moira proceeded to roll herself further over her opponent's chest, causing Yuna's breasts to mushroom against her weight as Moira sought to squeeze the air out of her lungs through sheer force! Yuna's face was growing red as she found it harder and harder to keep in air, and strands of her dark tresses were falling against her face, plastered by sweat to her brow. She tried to call out, but only raspy, choked groans could escape her. Even as she tried to buck at Moira, she was making little progress - her strength was beginning to fail her now that the exertion was setting in, and she grew heavier against the floor, her muscles starting to slacken. She stared upwards toward the lights, her mouth opening in a gape, as she saw how Moira was in control - evidently, it seemed, she had underestimated what a comeback from her opponent could do to her!

[Devilish53]

Moira's unique choice of attack was working wonders in diminishing Yuna's reserves, but this was not to be the hold she won the match with, if at all. Finding no fun in such a curious attack, what without the ability to gaze into Yuna's eyes as she slowly went out, Moira pulled herself back to her knees with her hands pulling gently at Yuna's shoulders. She was prepping for an end, or at least an attempt at one, but not before giving yet another eskimo kiss with her foe amidst efforts to see how much life was left in her.

Whilst taking note not to be dragged into Yuna's arms again, with no intent from Moira held on being kissed this particular time!

"You've been lots of fun, cutie...but even older women need their beauty sleep!"

[CaptainL]

Her stomach and chest having been battered against the weight of Moira's body, Yuna came away from their latest clash feeling groggy, her head amidst a fog as her eyes were glazed over and staring out into the distance. She groaned under her breath, and while she still flinched as Moira rubbed against her, it was still apparent that Yuna was coming off of this worse for wear. But rather than push her advantage, Moira instead elected to draw backward, getting onto her knees with her hands on Yuna's shoulders to guide her into a likewise position.

Yuna went up limply, still trying to collect herself; Moira would find little trouble in moving her where she wanted to. But once they were back on their knees, with Moira's weight lifted off of her, Yuna could breathe easily once again. She took in a few slow, deep breaths at first, trying to refill her lungs, and she began to shake herself out, sweat flicking off her hair as she cleared it from her brow. Yuna turned her attention upward to look Moira in the eye - and just then, her brow narrowed in a look of defiance. Even if she was at a disadvantage, Yuna still intended to get the last word in!

"Oh, I'm glad you're enjoying, all right..." Yuna said, in between pants. "But...if you're gonna do anything, don't stop at halfway!" With her legs trembling, her body running low on energy, Yuna moved to plant a foot underneath her, and, leaning in to Moira to use the fellow heavyweight for support as she clung to her body, she would attempt to force her way to her feet, as well as to drag Moira up with her!

[Devilish53]

Moira shot back Yuna quite the grin, even if she didn't speak. It was more than apparent that she agreed with Yuna's suggestion, as the heavy brunette pulled ahead of her older foe in an attempt to take control of this rise.

If only to be standing fully by the time Yuna joined her, in preparation of greeting her. With quite the powerful embrace!

A near literal clashing of busty frames heard as Moira pushed into Yuna with her arms going low. Busts and tummies sliding together, with Moira crouching down, it soon became apparent to the audience and her victim both that she was not only going for a bearhug, but she was fully intending to hoist Yuna into the air for it!

[CaptainL]

Even if Moira had worked her to the limit, Yuna still had no intentions of giving in any time soon. She was impressed by what she had seen from her similarly built opponent, and in such a duel of similar styles, she was curious to see how well Moira would be able to match up to her. Now, the two had gotten to their feet, as Yuna braced herself against her opponent's body to keep her footing.

But Moira, it seemed, was perfectly willing to meet Yuna on even ground! She pushed her weight back up against her, her heavy breasts squashing against Yuna's own pair as she tried to overpower her by virtue of her size alone. Yuna groaned under her breath, pushing her body to fight on, and her panting was felt against Moira's face and neck. Clenching her teeth she thrust herself forward, attempting to shove her opponent back in the opposite direction. But Moira was already on the attack, lacing her arms around Yuna and trying to pull her closer!

Yuna would be ready for her on that front, however. "Oh ho, what's this? Strong, aren't you?" she teased, managing to keep up her playful attitude even as she panted for breath. Just as the two women had been struggling breast to breast a moment ago, Yuna was happy to meet her challenge now, as she went to encircle her own arms around Moira for a bear hug of her own!

[Devilish53]

Moira titled her head as Yuna reaffirmed herself against her, halting her lift if still allowing herself to be tightly clenched. Moira never sought to outright crush anyone, not that she could with this particular victim, even with her outright strength, but her embraces were still amongst the tightest in LAW. Yuna would find herself victim to one soon enough, as Moira gave a long, exhausting pull on her arms to make the air pour out of her hefty frame. And naturally, force their curves to mold and squish together.

Finding herself a shade of surprised however as Yuna gripped back, the dominant power of Yuna soon came to bare around Moira's curves. Even with the younger brunette's arms making the hold harder to work, Moira soon found quite a lot of pressure on her torso as she swooned and cried out.

If only for a moment, before forcing her nose close to Yuna's own, in amidst an effort to squeeze her hard yet again.

"Stronger than you..!" She'd hope.

[CaptainL]

Yuna wasn't about to say that it didn't hurt as Moira clamped down onto her. For sure, it did. She felt her opponent's vise-like grip crushing her sides, squeezing the air out of her as her teeth clenched together from the strain. Her face going red, Yuna reeled backwards, her head twisting with the curvature of her spine as she fought to brace herself.

But as rough as it was for Yuna, she was well aware it could have been a lot worse. She had managed to get her arms around Moira's body in turn, limiting the degree to which the younger heavyweight could squeeze while also giving Yuna the opportunity to apply pressure of her own. And the strength Moira had shown herself to be capable of was well enough of a motivation for Yuna to avoid getting into the same trouble! She growled through clenched teeth, pushing the strength in her arms to the limit as she tried to clamp down harder than Moira could. Yuna was feeling her muscles burn from the demands she was putting on them, with twitches going down her limbs. But she wouldn't dare be proven beneath Moira. She had to fight it!

Moira, of course, wasn't letting go any time soon either, locking the two women into a battle of bear hugs! Both of them holding on tight and squeezing as hard as they could, they began to pull themselves closer to one another, until their bodies were locked, their chests and stomachs grinding together with every shift of their weight and every breath in and out they took. Neither was intent on letting go. It would all be a matter of who would break first!

[Devilish53]

Moira's enjoyment was at an all time high, but that didn't take away from the monstrous pain of the embrace. She was by no means a sadist, even remotely, taking her enjoyment purely out of being so tightly against Yuna's amazing frame. Despite her proficiency with the move, size and strength were working against her big time, as every big squeeze she gave was responded to in kind. Their foreheads mashing as Moira leaned on Yuna, even if this little contest of theirs didn't decide the winner outright, the loser of it would most certainly be done in. Moira didn't care for massive win streaks or even wins in the slightest, but she certainly didn't come into fights like this, against women with such fun builds, with a losing intent!

"Is that...all you got?" She'd huff out, cheeks going red as her legs squatted down a bit, both to try and get a better base and because her frame nearly stumbled. All the while she tried to rear in a particularly nasty pull on Yuna's thick core, yanking on her clenched wrists in a upwards direction! Squeezing Yuna in a manner that the base of her feet left the floor, if just for a few seconds before setting her back down!

[CaptainL]

By this point, Yuna and Moira couldn't get much closer if they tried. Pressed up against one another, their bodies rubbed into each others' with every motion they made, feeling every little breath and push. They could feel the warmth of their bodies, their breath against their necks, even the beating of their hearts. Every time one heavyweight leaned in closer, her chest and stomach squashing her opponent's, she was pushed back with just as much force, causing the struggle between them to be evened out. Both Yuna and Moira were bringing their strength to the table. And Yuna, for one, was loving every moment of it.

It would be Moira, whoever, who would break the deadlock they found themselves in. She suddenly brought her weight down, bracing herself against the ground, and in the process she jerked Yuna upwards! The former apartment wrestler's face contorted in a grimace as her back was being bent against the pressure, her head and spine twisting backward and away from Moira. In the process, her legs slipped off their footing, and even if Moira set her back down, it was still enough to leave Yuna shaken. Her focus broken, her arms slipped from Moira's sides, and her grip eased. It would be Moira's call as to if she would take advantage!

[Devilish53]

Moira was admittedly a bit surprised that Yuna's body turned limp, if even for a moment, but in a contest this close she wasn't going to let up. Either Yuna would have to rise to the occasion to take control back, or Moira would have fun with what came next, unhindered!

A small, if tired smile coming from Moira next, as she tried to squat down once more. The next lift coming in an almost identical way to the first, though this one had a little more lean to it!

The brunette trying to fully hoist Yuna off the ground and have her just her toes, if anything at all, tickle upon the ground!

To give Yuna a feeling she'd imagined a woman that big hadn't received before, if ever, as she tried to squeeze her lights out!