Reunion for Two

Facing Natasha's head as she straddled her fellow blue haired girl, Night Dancer's eyes were smiling mischievously. Now that she had the chance to pay Natasha back, she could afford to be less cold towards her opponent.

She would attempt to pull one of the legs of Natasha towards her to expose the girl's crotch to the crowds, and from there, would send her free hand to roam around the nether region of her opponent. The veiled girl would also mix the teasing with a bit of slapping on the girl's butt just to embarrass her a bit. No doubt the audience would enjoy such a sight, or so she thought.

Natasha stared up at Night Dancer with a look of susprise, but within her ocean blue eyes there was respect as well for the woman had taken her completely unaware with that sweep. "Ugh..ok not bad." She said softly, her words soon replaced with low moaning as Dancer pulled back her leg and went after her sex.

"Copycat!" She complained, her hands reaching up to dig her fingers deep into the woman's tits. Pulling on her chest Natasha would try to bring Dancer down to her.

"Oh? But this isn't quite the same h-hnngg...!" Night Dancer's reply was interrupted as Natasha seized her breasts and began to pull her down. "H-hey...!"

She didn't really let go of the girl's leg, wanting to use it as a leverage to control her opponent's pulling. Her other hand couldn't quite reach Natasha's sex as it was, however, so she ultimately opted for a change of tactic.

The veiled girl released the leg of Natasha and let herself being pulled down, so she could attempt to grab the girl's arms and pinned down against the mat. With their fronts then lined up against each other, she'd try to sneak her legs around Natasha's to trap her with a grapevine.

Natasha chose to ignore the complaints of Night Dancer, whose name she really needed to find out so she could stop thinking of her as a character rather than a real opponent. Instead in answer to the woman Natasha dug her fingers in even deeper and twisted, dragging her down to come face to face with her and hopefully get her sex out of the woman's reach. Just because Dancer had cum didn't mean Natasha now had to.

"You know I feel silly calling you Night Dancer, mind telling me your actual name?" Natasha had a knack for speaking casually even in the most intimate of circumstances such as the one she currently found herself and that trait showed itself here, the Frenchwoman sounding as if she were doing nothing out of the ordinary.

Her thought became a partial success as she did manage to bring Dancer down to her level, however the woman grabbed her by the wrists and pinned them to the mat. Still at least their breasts were once again mashed together, Natasha sliding about as much as she could beneath Dancer to intensify the lovely rubbing sensation between their heavy orbs even as she felt her legs get tangled up in a grapevine.

"That's your problem," Night Dancer hissed as she secured her grapevine. "Name isn't important here," she added.

She's holding her opponent down for now, but there's no telling if she could do that for too long given Natasha was the fresher girl between the two of them. So the veiled girl would start to grind herself all over the other blue haired girl, letting out a few sighs every now and then, her pace would pick up gradually. Just to make sure that Natasha wouldn't try anything funny, she'd spread the girl's legs further and further to the point it'd cause her some discomfort.

Natasha winced as her legs were forced ever wider apart in the grapevine Night Dancer had caught her in, even the flexible Frenchwoman beginning to feel the muscles in her thighs and calfs burning from being overtaxed in the hold. But it was difficult to focus on escaping when the woman was rubbing herself all over Natasha who could feel the wetness of them both being smeared over their lower bodies. Light moans left her lips as Natasha tried to fight back, arching her back to thrust her tits up into Dancer's own as if she were trying to box with them, first one then the other attacking as she twisted side to side.

Natasha might be down, but she clearly refused to let Night Dancer having her way. Their breasts boxing together starting to draw out some moans from her, and she ultimately decided that she needed another method to level the playing field. She loosen the grapevine so she could lift herself up slightly, before dropping down to hammer her front on Natasha in an attempt to stun her opponent.

She'd roll off her fellow blue haired girl afterwards, so she could turn Natasha around and climbed on her back. Her intention was to wrap an arm around the throat of the girl and pulled her back, while her other hand would slip between the legs of her opponent again to try stimulating her once more.

The last thing Dancer seemed to have expected was for Natasha to fight back from underneath her but the Frenchwoman loved to keep her opponents guessing, it always made her matches more entertaining that way. However her opponent seemed to be of the same mindset as she suddenly rose up and before Natasha could do anything to stop her she dropped down with those heavenly mounds slamming right into Natasha's face. The back of her head smacked into the mat leaving her in a bit of a daze, only barely aware that she was being turned over until it was too late and she felt a weight pressing down on her.

She bit down on her bottom lip as her back was strained by Dancer's latest hold for her, her breasts thrusting out much to the love of the crowd who cheered and yelled for more. A loud moan broke free from Natasha as Dancer gave the fans just what they wanted, those fingers rubbing between her inner thighs bringing Natasha no small amount of pleasure that was clear on her face.

"Mmmhh... that's more like it..." Night Dancer purred quietly as she now had Natasha where she wanted to.

After a few more seconds of rubbing and tapping the sex of her fellow blue haired girl, her fingers would then try to slip into the sex of her opponent so she could perform a dance inside it. Her other arm that was holding Natasha in the sleeper hold might not pressure the girl too much, but the priority here wasn't to really hurt Natasha. The veiled girl wanted to pay back her opponent in the best way, after all. An orgasm for an orgasm.

She knew however, that it'd take more than just this to make Natasha cum. Which was why she'd remove her fingers and pushed the girl onto her front after a while, so she could attempt to shift herself to a different position. What she had in mind was to sit behind Natasha while holding the girl's legs and spread them wide, so her own foot could continue what her hand started!

Natasha had her hands braced against the mat to hold her up, not relieving any of the pressure on her back in the process but at least it kept some off her throat. That changed quickly though when she felt Dancer's fingers slipping inside her, clearly no longer content with foreplay as they swirled about within Natasha's already aching pussy. She brought her hands up to tug at the arm, trying to force her way out of the hold even as Dancer's fingers forced her ever closer to an orgasm of her own.

She squirmed and twisted her body until without warning her opponent dropped her back to the mat, Natasha not wasting time in trying to get back to her feet but before she could she felt Dancer pulling on her ankles. Forced back down onto her front she glanced back over her shoulder just in time to see the woman's foot slipping between her legs. Natasha's eyes went wide as this new pleasure was forced upon her, the Frenchwoman digging her fingers into the canvas trying to drag herself away from the woman.