Ninjette vs Asami Asagiri: Kunoichi Crossover

<"Shit!"> Asami cursed in Japanese as she saw her target move out of the way, knowing her flying dropkick was about to miss it's mark.

In a way, it was weird, fighting someone as quick as her. *Apparently some adjustments have to be made here* the Tokyo girl thought to herself wryly as she began to make her fall towards the canvas...

Quickly she twisted in the middle if her fall, the Asian instinctvely landing on her back whenever possible. However, that let Ninjette's moonsault score a hit across her chest, drawing a pained yell from her as the follow up attack connected!

Moonsaults were nice, but a little too soft for Kozue’s taste, these days. You hurt your opponent, but took some damage yourself, which was a big MO for her, but something she wanted to avoid.

A moonsault knee drop, though? Much better. Hurt your opponent more, hurt you less, and still ended up with you in a good position to pin. And, on that note, Kozue would get right on that, looking for a pin on Asami.

”Excuse me, let me just…” Kozue whipped her legs around, straddled Asami’s svelte waist, reached over and pressed her palms against her breasts, to push her down and get the pinfall.

Also to cop a feel. But mostly for the pinning.

The referee dropped down and started up the count. ”1…!”

Asami might have had a wry comment for the placement of Ninjette's hands, had she not had more important business to take care of, such as kicking out of an early pinfall attempt. Still, it was interesting to note that the American at least played both sides of the aisle, sort to speak.

With a grunt, she kicked out just after the referee slapped her hand on the mat and yelled "Two!" by twisting her body over to the side, dislodging Ninjette from the perch she had taken on her waist.

"Nice...one..." she managed to rasp out....

And just a two count. A little disappointing, but at least Kozue got a good squeeze out of it.

”Nice two.” She chirped and gave Asami’s pair a quick pat and fought the urge to do a more thorough groping. Work to do, and if they hit it off, who knew? There might be time later.

With break time over, Kozue reached forward and yanked Asami’s head in, snapping it into a front facelock. From there, she started to stand and pulled her fellow kunoichi up with her, giving her some sharp tugs to help her along.

Asami felt a slight surge of pleasure as Ninjette gave her breasts a quick pat. Always sensitive, all this attention they were getting was definitely felt by the Asian, as she could feel nipples starting to harden.

"I can tell you like them, unrgh..." she began, but was cut off as the American put her in a front facelock.

Asami was brought up to a standing position. But she figured it was time to start trying to throw a monkey wrench into Ninjette's plans here. She suddenly struck out, slamming a fist into the side of the American's ribs in a bid for freedom, trying to get her to release her facelock. If Asami got the separation she was looking for she would follow that up by slipping her arms around the brunette's waist, hands 'conveniently' placed on the firm cheeks of Ninjette's ass, and then elevating her up and over to land on her back behind the Japanese girl!

”Oh, really?” Kozue licked her lips and bounced her eyebrows, looking like she’d just been caught with her hands in the cookie jaw and she didn’t give a single fuck. ”What was your first clue?”

As much as she strongly desired to motorboat Asami’s chest, Kozue managed to get some focus going on, as she hauled them back up. She’d been planning to hit her with some kind of suplex, take advantage of the rare time she had an opponent she could actually lift. It wasn’t to be.

”Guh!” Kozue croaked as the blow hit her gut, making her back off for a second. Only a second, but long enough for the script to be sufficiently flipped. She was sent up and over, doing a full flip and landing smack dab on the ass that Asami had been groping a second ago. Rough landing, and she showed it from the way she ground and rolled to her knees, aching.

Asami gave a look back to check on Ninjette's positioning. Seeing the American on her knees, she grinned, coming up to her opponent and locking her in a side headlock.

"Felt like somebody doesn't skip out on butt day at the gym," she said, her voice really carrying to only Ninjette's ears.

Then the Asian would take a few running steps, looking to use her headlock to force Ninjette to move with her, before leaping into the air, attempting to plant the New Jersey girl place down on the mat with a bulldog!

Kozue had fallen to her knees, but luckily, Asami was there to help her up. Kinda.

She tried to shake herself loose as her fellow kunoichi pulled her into the headlock, but it was too late, her opponent too swift, and her brain still too rocked from having the world flipped upside down. Caught in the tight hold, her one bit of solace was getting to rub her face up against Asami’s chest, feeling a soft, fleshy orb against her cheeks. Shame it wouldn’t be for too long.

The next thing she knew, the two of them were going airborne, and Kozue was forced to watch as the ground rapidly rose up to meet her face. There was a loud crash, followed by a flash of searing pain through her skull, and the Ninjette was left laying flat on the face, staring into the mat as her whole world did a hard restart.

"Whoo!" Asami gave a whoop of triumph as she brought Ninjette face first to the canvas. While Asami wasn't known for her power grappling ability, the Asian had been in the wrestling business long enough to pick up the high impact moves that didn't need a lot of strength to execute, but could still leave opponents staggered.

"Ok, up and over..." she grunted as she rolled the New Jersey native over so she was facing up. Then she would drape her body down over Ninjette's chest. Reaching down, she hooked a leg as the referee dropped to her knees.

"One!" came the count, the referee slapping her hand down on the canvas.

Today, Kozue learned that getting your face slammed into the mat really sucked. Not a huge revelation, really, but it was good that she was expanding her wrestling experience.

She was only vaguely aware of getting flipped over, but much more aware of the amazing rack that was currently pressing down against her own. Certainly felt good, and she couldn’t lie, it was a position she wouldn’t hate being in for a while.

”2…!”

But yeah, wrestling match and everything, business to do.

She shot her shoulder up after the second count, beating the pinfall with half a second to spare, before she flopped down again. ”Gomen, Asami-chan.” She smirked and rolled over, shaking her head while she moved. ”Not that easy.”