Sweat, Blood, and Tears~!

Forward seemed to be the name of the game as Hikari hopped off the treadmill herself only to be pulled back against the Russian's chest, a pleased smirk on her face as the younger woman's hands sought out her full, firm ass. A laugh bubbled up out of the tall woman's chest as she ground up against the sweat-slick Hikari and slipped one hand up to cup one of the girl's tits. "Perhaps you should ask them sometime and let me know, for now I take consolation in the fact that you cannot resist~!

Was Miroslava hitting on Hikari? It kinda felt like that but it was so difficult to tell with the Russian woman, both from her peculiar mannerisms and because she was still a relative stranger to the other. All Hikari knew for certain was that it was surprisingly nice to nuzzle into those tremendous, sweaty mountains while copping a feel. "Why wait for match...? There is a locker room shower, no? And we are both rather...sweaty...

"Nah I don't see a need to ask them, they are obviously very boring people who would be no fun to spend any sort of time with. Besides if others don't want any of your time then that means more for me!" Hikari answered a little too enthusiastically perhaps but her smile and laugh were evidence of how little she cared about seeming eager, that and how tightly she was feeling up Miroslava's ass. "Hmmm a firm grip you have there." Her words were muffled a bit because she was saying them right into the Russian's more than ample chest, nestling her face against them and purring as Miroslava felt her up nice and directly.

Hikari lifted her head up from the woman's chest and glanced upwards at her face, her eyebrows raised in a sign of her curiosity before she looked over towards the locker room. "That we are...we could both use a good shower right? Want to have a little prematch now?" She asked while gently prying herself away from Miroslava.

"Hah~! That is nice way of putting it, normally I hear 'let go you bitch' or 'please, I'll do anything'," Miroslava comments dryly at the comment about the strength of her grip and seems extremely reluctant to actually release the young woman when she goes to pry herself off of the big Russian and away from her chest. Could anyone blame her? Miroslava's heart was pounding in her chest as she did her best to appear charming and not intimidating, only to fail in the sense that that takes firm hold of the redhead's hand and all but drags her towards the locker room.

Of course Hikari did get the consolation prize of watching the General's meaty buttocks sawing against one another in her tight yoga pants, quite the sight to be certain with the bit of wriggle in them. Once out of view of the public the big Russian woman got a bit more aggressive, giving the locker room only a cursory glance to see if it was empty before she whirled on the smaller woman and crushed her up against the wall. Greedy hands cup the redhead's lush buttocks to lift her up off her feet, supporting her weight back against the wall as Miroslava pressed her lips hungrily against the almost complete stranger's own.

"Mhmmn..as sweet as you look," she purrs out when she finally breaks the heated lip lock.

"Well I'm not much of a begger, not really good at it you see, and I don't really want you to let go so I can't say that other thing either, that would be lying." Hikari stated matter of factly with a nod of her head, acting far more serious than a moment ago before her usual goofy grin returned. "Whoa!" She suddenly exclaimed, loud enough that she drew the eyes of most everyone nearby to them as Miroslava half dragged Hikari behind her on the way to the locker room. Hikari was always making offers like that when she found people she liked but Miroslava was probably the most eager one to ever accept, not that Hikari minded of course but it was strange to feel like she was the conservative one between them.

When they reached the locker room Miroslava spun around and lifted Hikari right off the ground, the smaller woman barely able to yelp before her back was to the wall and her lips were closed around the Russian woman's own. Their large breasts were mushroomed outward between their bodies as Miroslava was pressing tight against her, Hikari having a little trouble breathing but ignoring that for the moment. She brought her hands up, sliding them along Miroslava's stomach and underneath the sports bra to fondle her tits directly, sinking her fingers deep into the warm flesh.

"You're quite tasty too!" Hikari replied with a laugh once the kiss ended, though ske kept on massaging those heavenly bodies of Miroslava.