Bathhouse Rumble! (Ari and Azami)

Ari managed to roll the two over, but Azami continued to contain her moves, wrapping her legs around her waist and attaching her hand to her breast. A crafty one Azami was as she continued to stay a step ahead of Ari and at the same time pleasure her, definitely a foe to be wary with but also a foe she was willing to see all of her tricks. With Azami's legs around her waist, Ari couldn't return the favor of some breast rubbing to the extent she wanted to and the hand on her breast was feeling amazing so she wouldn't do much about it.

Which brought the question about what she was going to do to really turn the tables on Azami as from where they were, Azami was still in control of their bodies. And her breast. However she would attempt for a trick that she learned from one of her friends a great counter for body scissors, grabbing the legs of Azami as she attempted to get on her knee and one foot and try to roll Azami over for a boston crab. It wasn't meant to be a rough hold as Ari didn't lean back much as her butt was on Azami, creating little pressure but she would take the time to have some fun at payback and grind her butt into Azami's, if she managed to roll Azami over.

"Mmm... I bet this is hardly enough, yes?" Azami teased while she groped the breast of Ari and ran her finger on the girl's nipple. "Don't worry, this is just a start..."

Tightening her scissors a little, Azami felt like she could take her time to subdue her sparring partner, starting by mixing the pain and pleasure together so well that the girl would be too distracted to fight back. Ari wasn't an easy prey, though, as the white haired beauty suddenly turned over and trapped her in a Boston Crab instead, something that she had experienced before. At least this wasn't a painful one due to the nature of their spar.

"Ah! Crafty!" she said before trying to squirm herself out of the hold, hoping that the soap would aid her effort even if it just a little bit.

"Ooooh, I can't wait to see what comes next!" Ari let out as a late response to Azami's teasing about there was more to come. Continuing to rub her soapy butt against Azami's, Ari was more focused in the more sensual part of the hold as there was no real benefit in hurting Azami needlessly. However the soap proved to be a factor in Azami's escape as her legs slipped from Ari's hold, not to her surprise as she had experience wrestling in slippery substances before as she let go of the legs and twisted around and tried to wrap her arms around a new target, Azami's cute tummy.

There was no point in keeping a hold that was going to be broken was Ari's thinking as she swapped holds, trying to secure a rear bearhug quickly onto Azami before she slipped away, "You're not getting away that easy!" Ari let out as if her rear bear hug was secured, she would squeeze for discomfort rather than pain as she would take the time to enjoy herself and begin rubbing herself up and down Azami's back as her erect nipples poked and dragged across Azami's back.

Not really used the whole soapy wrestling thing, Azami was relieved to find out that it's easier to get out from a hold in this circumstances. Maybe she should try this more often in the future. For now, though, she had to turn the table around again, and Ari didn't make it any easier for her. After escaping from the Boston Crab, Azami now found herself trapped in a reverse bearhug with the white haired beauty on top of her!

"Nnnhhh... I expected that much..." she replied before letting out a moan thanks to the way her sparring partner rubbed herself on her back. "Ouhh..."

Azami would try to get up on her arms and knees, or at least rise herself up a bit. Their tussling around already spread the soap to the tiles as well, so it's going to get harder to try getting up the longer it went. In any case, her plan was to try turning them around again so Ari would be on her back, pinned by Azami's weight.

The spar begun to fit more of Ari's preferred matches as both of them and ground they were wrestling on became increasingly slippery with the soap being spread more and more as they wrestled. Continuing to rub herself on to Azami's back, Ari was careful not to put too much weight on Azami's back and accidentally caused her to go face first into the hard tiles and made up with more squeezing on Azami's stomach, however it would no longer be a concern when Azami rolled them over, now most of the pressure was back on Ari as her breasts were being mashed against Azami's back.

"Oooh...I'm going to be expecting more if you want to beat me." Ari moaned out as she wasn't going to stay docile underneath Azami as Ari's hands shot up for Azami's breasts for a blatant grope as her legs would swing up to try and wrap around Azami's waist to replace her hands, squeezing her legs together around the slender waist of Azami while she began massaging Azami's soapy breasts, smiling mischievously underneath her bluenette sparring partner as she tried to catch her nipples between her fingers and give them a side off rubbing during her grope.

"Ahhn...!" Azami moaned as Ari went to grope her breasts while trapping her waist with her legs too. "Mmm... yess... expect more..."

When the white haired beauty went for her nipples, Azami arched her back slightly, moaning in pleasure from the stimulation that's focused on her breasts. Now it's getting quite distracting, and the longer she let Ari had her way, the worse it'd be. In the past, Azami was probably would resist less under this kind of situation, but it's different now.

She would try to separate Ari's hands off her breasts while slowly getting up to a sitting position. From there, she would then swing herself around and push Ari onto the floor again with her back, hoping that little bump to the floor would give her a chance to slip herself free from the girl's grasps and roll away. Hopefully her sparring partner didn't hit the floor with her head!

"Hyaahh...!"

Playing with her sparring partner's breasts and nipples as she leaned back, Ari smiled as she kept her head side to side with Azami. "Ooooh, I can't wait. I'll do my best to match you." nuzzling her head against Azami's as they continue to have their soapy struggle. The feeling of playing with her partner's lovely assets, Ari continued to have fun with her tactics. However Azami was did not plan to stay in her grasps forever as she pulled off Ari's hands, which the white haired girl countered by focusing more on her legs as Azami pulled them up to a seated position.

Trying to keep Azami between her legs, Ari was unsuccessful in doing so as she spun around and pushed Ari back into the floor. Tucking her head in to prevent whipping it into the hard tiles, Ari let out a grunt as she hit the hard tiles semi hard as her legs flopped open and Azami rolled around. As Azami got her distance, Ari got to her fours as she smiled in mischievous fashion once more, wondering what they would do next with their suds covered bodies. "Be careful Azami-chan, what if I got hurt by your rough housing?" Ari gave off a pout, trying to look cute as she spoke in a fake worried tone as her smile came back as she tried to circle Azami on her fours, again not willingly to risk falling on the tiles due to the slippery soap that covered their footing.

Azami got up to her knees after she escaped Ari's grasps, sighing and panting slightly. Seeing the girl pouting at her, she chuckled and gave the white haired beauty a not so innocent smile.

"My bad, Ari-shan... I'll try to be more careful..." she replied.

While her sparring partner was circling her, Azami didn't move so much apart from turning herself around to face Ari or moving a bit. She's waiting for the girl to come at her, planning to reach for an arm and pull the white haired beauty towards her when she's close enough. Azami wanted to lay Ari on her front so she could attempt to ride the girl's back while facing her head, and grabbed her sparring partner's breasts before bending her backwards slightly for a breasts clutch.

Ari giggled as Azami teased her back as she continued circling Azami, occasionally reaching out to try and grab Azami's foot but was unsuccessful in each attempt as Azami managed to get a hold of her and forced her (gently) face down into the tiles, "Wah!" Ari let out as she immediately felt Azami on her back as she felt her soft hands on her breasts, but what came next wasn't as gentle as she thought it would be as Azami began pulling back, stretching out her breasts and back for a nasty breasts clutch.

"Owowowow!" Ari cried out as she immediately grabbed Azami's hands as she tried to pry the hands off, the hold was mostly uncomfortable on her back as her breasts stung a bit as she kicked her legs from side to side, sliding them on the soapy tiles as she tried to free herself from the hold.

"Oh? Did I hurt you too much, Ari-san?" Azami teased as she shift herself forward to lessen the stretch on her sparring partner's back. "Perhaps I should focus on here instead?" she added while running her hands freely on the breasts of the white haired beauty, her fingers lightly pinched the nipples of the girl.

The blue haired girl would then bend Ari backwards again, and began to rock herself back and forth, rubbing her rear on Ari's in the process as she toyed around with the hold. The sliding around by her sparring partner made it a bit difficult to contain her completely while maintaining her balance, so Azami couldn't really focus on the pain part of the hold. Not that she really intended to hurt the girl more than necessary.

"Oohh let's see if we can play horse this way!" Azami laughed while trying to keep herself seated on the back of the white haired girl.