Chelsea vs Janet Bikini boxing

"Heh, well you might be right there, but youd be surpised by the beauties that have been this close." She said as Janet and her were forced to separate due to the ref. Chelsea wasn't able to get the ground she lost either as she ended up taking the uppercut that sent her reeling while Janet moved in and mocked her about not dropping. Chelsea put her gurard up and found her defenses quickly tested as Janet peppered her all around. But she kept her eyes focused the brunette for when she really decided to strike.

That came when Janet aimed for her temple to rattle her head further, Chelsea lowered her legs and ucked so the blow hit her hair and while it still hurt she had time to attack as she drove a roght hook at her opponent.

Janet managed to hit Chelsea hard with that uppercut, forcing her redheaded opponent backwards and following her eagerly, blue gloves up as she prepared to do more damage to her cute foe. She threw that right hook at Chelsea's temple, a punch which she hoped would rattle her enough to send her head spinning and send the girl down to the canvas. While one knockdown wouldn't decide the match, Janet wanted to be the first to have her opponent kissing up to her. But as she threw her hook, Chelsea ducked, letting the punch fly past her head before she leaned in and threw a punch of her own at Janet's head!

"Ooounnkff!" Janet would cry out, squawking in pain as she would be forced to take a step back as her head snapped to the side. She would wobble a little bit, as the collection of all the shots she had taken would start to take their toll, but she was not going to let Chelsea walk all over her again! Janet still felt that it was her turn to dominate her foe, and she would try to step forward again, hoping to catch Chelsea as she was pushing forward, too, bringing the two of them very close as Janet would lift her arm up high and try to throw a hard, straight punch right into the center of Chelsea's face!

It felt good to heel her arm connect and force Janet to back up, she wasnt going to let her self gett do inate like she was in the early going, she doubted Janet would let her from recover from a second beating like that and she wasnt about to give her more room to brag by dropping first. It would be the brunette kissing her first not the other way around she thought as she charged in. 

However as she charged in ready to keep it up Janet was ready for her, not as fazed as she thought or would have liked as she sent a punch aimed for her head. With no real way to avoid it, since her arm was already pulled back to strike and the other too low to block all Chelsea could do was throw out the punch she had planned a right hook aimed for her body as the punch caught her face. "Durggh!" She moans as her progress is halted by the shot to her face, keeping her in place as she tries not to wobble forward or backward.

Chelsea charged in, which was exactly what Janet was hoping she would do! A charging opponent only gave her own punch more force, and she gladly drilled her glove right into Chelsea's adorable face, feeling her cute little button nose bend down under the force of the blow, and even very faintly feeling those lips which would soon be kissing Janet's body all over. Yes, the punch was a satisfying one indeed!

All of that satisfaction came within the first few milliseconds, though. Because after that, Chelsea's own punch, which she managed to throw just as Janet's punch connected with her face, landed in Janet's side, leaving a big red mark where it landed and causing a shock of pain to suddenly spread through Janet's ribs. "Gaaahhh!" Janet would cry out, wincing as she felt the pain of the blow radiate through her. It stopped any forward momentum she might have had, and, as they both had been punched hard just then, both pugilists seemed to need a moment to nurse their wounds.

But Janet could smell how close to a knockdown she was! Fighting through that pain, Janet would pull a gloved hand back and crouch down slightly, then, with a yell, throw the fist forward and upward, rising up with it as she would try to send a thunderous right uppercut to Chelsea's chin to finally knock the redhead down!

Although the pain in her face was debilitating she felt her face go into a smile as she felt her fist sink into her ribs and force a scream out of her. This put both girls at a standstill as neither had any room to move forward for a second while the recovered from there respective blows. Chelsea shook her head and cleared any confusion from her mind so she could get back into the fight. As she pulled her hand back she saw Janet going for the same thing as she came in for an uppercut. Once again she felt her fist connect at the same time Janet's does

"Urrggghh!!" She moans as she's driven back and stumbles around for a few seconds before suddenly she simply falls forward and lands on her knees, using her hands to keep herself up, cursing herself for falling and now just trying to get back to her fet so she could keep going.

Janet was feeling sore all over right now, after she and Chelsea had both been pummeled pretty thoroughly by each other during the first few minutes of the fight, and now, as the two of them closed in on each other, with neither of them willing to back down and neither of them in definite control of the proceedings, someone was going to go down. As Janet dipped down and pulled her blue-gloved fist back, she was hoping that it would be Chelsea. But Chelsea pulled her red glove back at the same time, and Janet hardly had any chance to brace herself before the glove smashed into her chin.

"Uuunnnrrf!!" Janet would groan, as her head snapped upwards and she stumbled back, waverring back and forth on both legs for a couple of seconds before, too stunned to keep her balance anymore, she would lean forward again and then fall to her knees, the bare joints hitting the mat with a hard, loud thud. Maybe the fact that Chelsea's knees were hitting at the same time made it seem to Janet that she had hit the canvas harder than she had. Suddenly, seemingly rejuvenated by the loud boom, Janet would do the same thing that Chelsea did, gritting her teeth in frustration as she dropped her hands down to the canvas to push herself up. She felt her head brush against Chelsea's as both of them pushed onto their feet, ready to fight, but not allowed to do so until they took care of something first.

When they first lifted themselves back up, Janet would immediately put her gloves up and stare hard at her opponent, but the referee bounced over towards the midpoint between the two of them and motioning to them both. Janet glanced to her, then back to Chelsea. "So...time to kiss, I guess? How do you want to do this?"

Chelsea heard Janet hit her knees as well. That made the fact that she fell slightly better but still not great, she wanted to drop Janet first and instead they tied and neither could really say they were in the lead, though being dead even as still far better then losing. As she got to her feet the effects of the punch were still messing with her and she wobbled around before getting her balance and staring her opponent down.

It did bear the question of what next since there really wasnt a rule of what to do in this case but as Janet asked her Chelsea simply smiled. "We both dropped so we should both kiss the other at the same time, so how about just a simple kiss?" She offered and even moved and leaned in halfway to offer Janet to follow up or not, of ahe had a different idea she was free to use it.

Janet swayed slightly as she put up her gloves and stared at Chelsea, but, soon, any sort of animosity or other harsh feelings she may have had melted away, and she gave the redhead a smile. As much as Janet wanted to win this fight, she definitely wanted to make a friend out of this intriguing, cute newer girl. Chelsea had a lot of spunk, and packed quite a punch, even when she was fighting in a match style that her opponent had much more experience in. "Same time works for me. Otherwise we'd have to fight over who kissed first," Janet would say. And of course she wasn't going to say no to the sort of kiss that Chelsea proposed, especially not when the cute redhead puckered her lips and leaned in like that.

"Well, only if you insist," Janet would say, as if it was a big hassle to have to kiss a girl as pretty as Chelsea. The Lakota stepped forward and leaned in, not only letting her face meet Chelsea's, but also bringing her arms up and wrapping them around her opponent, clutching the other girl close with both blue-gloved hands. Janet pulled them together, blue bikini-clad bodies meeting and pressing against each other as she pressed her lips into Chelsea's. She would chuckle, open her mouth slightly, and then push in again, making out with Chelsea for at least a few seconds before it was time to fight again. They might as well both have some recovery time! And Chelsea's lips tasted sweet.

Chelsea rolled her eyes at Janet acting like it was such a nusiance to do. "Yeah im sure your agonizing over the decision." She joked along as Janet closed the distance and kissed her. It was hardly a chaste kiss or peck either as both girls moved in closer and pressed themsleves agaisnt the other while deepening it. Janet seemed to have much more expeince with kissing though Chelsea felt she was no slouch either as she tried to make it as pleasing and sweet as possible before pulling away.

"Well that was the best way ive ever settled a draw in my life." She said honestly with a cute smile on her face. Thankfully Janet seemed to be impressed with her so far, even if she stil thought she outclassed her in evey regar if she could earn her respect it would do wonders for her. Backing up she got back into her stance. "Unfortunately I dont intend to tie again."

The kiss was sweet, and Janet found herself really getting into it. It wasn't quite a makeout session, but it was not just a quick peck on the lips, either. Janet threw her whole body into the liplock, and Chelsea, too, would sidle forward to press her body against Janet's as they swapped spit. Janet felt her chest and Chelsea's press together, and their taut tummies would soon rub against each other softly, too. As delightful as it was to kiss the redhead, Janet did want to get the fight going again, so soon enough they had to break apart and get ready for round two.

"Agreed. As perfect as that was, it's not happening again. You got lucky with that punch, or else you would be kissing my ass right now!" Janet would reply, grinning at Chelsea as she put her blue gloves up, guarding herself and bending her knees to get into position to begin again. The referee girl would walk back over to them, her face a little bit red after watching the kiss, but would soon signal for the fight to resume.

"Well, time to put you on your cute butt, Chelsea! Let's go!" Janet would declare loudly, before lunging forward and ducking low, trying to land a hard straight right in her opponent's tummy!