Risty vs. Blossom Fields - Hot-Blooded

Just when Blossom thought the bearhug couldn't hurt worse, it started to hurt worse. Risty gave her a glimspe of her true power, as she squeezed the smaller fighter with a surge of raw power, crushing her at the middle. There was a moment of intense pain, as Blossom kicked her legs and squirmed around like a fish caught on the hook, desperate for some sort of reprieve.

So she was little bit surprised - pleasantly - when she found what she was looking for. Risty's hold stopped being strenuous and started being sensuous, as she rubbed their hardened bodies together. The Amazon's breast, so soft and inviting, ran along Blossom's chest, and their abs bumped along each other. Muscles against muscles, flesh against flesh. It was a lovely sort of friction, and Blossom found herself melting under the heat.

She didn't need to be told what to do next, but she appreciated the prompting. Her lips went to work, planting kisses and licks all the way up Risty's broad shoulder, leaving a trail of saliva up her neck, sliding along her chin before the reach the final destination. She gave a quick, teasing kiss, before she wrapped her fingers around Risty's head and pulled her in for another kiss, this time with herself as the leader. All the while, her legs wrapped around the taller woman's back and locked at the ankles, pulling the two of them together in the tightest possible embrace. She wanted to be close to Risty, now. She needed it.

Risty's face was at this point a blush of deep pink, with her mouth panting openly. It was not pants of exhaustion but pants of arousal, and she can definitely feel the intimate and hot aura that is starting to envelop her body when it was being rubbed against the kawaii-sized body of Blossom's. The amazon decided to continue the rubbing as the tiny powerhouse started kissing and licking one of her sweat-shining and broad shoulder, through her neck and chin, and all the way up to her lips, all of which served to heighten the woman's arousal. But that arousal went to its peak when Blossom kissed once again on the lips, but this time with more passion and ferocity.

Risty was slightly taken aback by how much resolve Blossom is actually showing. The two had just met in this match as opponents, but the longer the match continues (or rather, their make-out), the more convinced the fighter is in that the two may see something special in each other that is beyond mere muscles and strength. For now, she can merely embrace the kiss, embrace this moment, and embrace the emotions that is surging through her mind, slowly kissing her eyes in response as they locked lips once more, this time with their bodies much more firmly pressed against each other as her friendly foe started to lock her legs around her toned waist.

Risty tried to insert her tongue into Blossom's mouth once more, trying to push back the latter's tongue into her own mouth and give her no chance to have any say in this kiss. She wanted to dominate the girl in both physical and sensual aspects. And if she managed to dominate, that's good for her; it turns her on. But through asserting her attempt of dominance, she wanted to see if Blossom can unleash everything inside her and fight back with all she has. She wanted to see if she is a bigger person than what her size suggests, for it would be a sore disappointment for Risty if all the effort she put into this match cannot be matched merely because of Blossom's limited size.