Shanari 'The Ravager' Drackanov vs. Liberty 'Libby' Vella - Take A Deep Breath...

Liberty settled down, pressed on Shanari with her full weight, wiggled to find the right spot, and after that, well, there was little left to do but play the waiting game.

The waiting game could be a boring game, though, especially for someone with a somewhat lacking attention span - like, say, Liberty. She figured it would take Shanari about two or so minutes before she passed out, which gave her some time to burn while she sat there, absentmindedly grinding away, enjoying the feel of the Ravager’s face working in vain beneath her.

”So, question for you, ‘Nari. On your way out.” Liberty casually spoke, her tone just like what she’d use for  a coffee shop chat. If she’d ever be caught dead in a coffee shop. ”The pants, I get. Little weird, but they show off your ass. It’s a good ass, sure. Not as good as mine…” She gave Shanari a hard thrust for emphasis. ”...but good. It’s just the hair, though. Kind of a weird choice. Got to do like I do, let it all hang out. Try it, sometime.”

With those few, pleasant words, Liberty settled in and spread her legs enough for the referee to drop down and start lifting Shanari’s hand, checking for signs of life. As soon as it was clear she was out, Liberty would hop off, not wanting to give her opponent any brain damage. Aside from a sliver of concern for her opponent’s health, she’d need her clear for what came next…

Shanari definitely hated the cocky bitch on top of her face now, only muffled sounds of protest were able to escape her while she was buried under her ass, legs lightly shifting as it looked like the air had run out, not even being able to afford a single moment of jerking her body from one side as the woman thrust her ass down hard against her face like a final moment before Shanari would pass out underneath her, losing all track of the match.

Her hand was lifted, only to be dropped again, two more times were just the same result and soon the woman had gotten off her, showing that the sweat covered Shanari was out! The referee would begin to lightly tap the Russian back awake, who needed a few good moments before she began to stir again it, a soft groan coming from her first before her eyes fluttered. " ..Mmh..? " Was the first thing that came from her mouth, pushing from the mat to slowly sit up while she caught her breath.

By the time Shanari came to, Liberty had already made her way to the other side of the ring, and was getting her stretch on when she woke. Her moan carried across the empty room and brought a little smile to the former champion’s face. She’d been waiting for this for a good, long while, and no matter how the match went from here, she’d treasure this little moment.

”Welcome back, hornhead.” She called out to get Shanari’s attention, before turning around to face the turnbuckle. She grabbed the rope for support with one hand, and used the other to reach back and lift her skirt up, peeling the tight leather off the skin. Liberty had gone to the extra trouble of giving her butt a fine scrubbing beforehand - if someone was going to kiss it, it was only fair she make it kissworthy. Do unto others and all that.

The referee was already readying a stopwatch for the minute, and Liberty gave her cheek a hard slap to emphasize the point. She stared at Shanari over her shoulder and smirked. ”Worship time. Get to it.”

The brief pause from reality would have been appreciated if she was actually laying in her bed and not in the middle of the fight. She opened her eyes, a light flutter as her vision was starting to come back, her focus along with it and soon began to sit up with her own strength, taking the moment to shake her head and rouse her body into activity until she heard that oh so familiar voice, knowing exactly what happened as her head turned to watch the woman raise her skirt up to expose her rear, which caused Shanari to narrow her eyes in anger, hating that she had been the first to fall in the match and it was certainly going to be a humiliating one!

The referee tapped her shoulder, signaling her to continue the match, though rather the punishment that awaited the Russian as she began to crawl forward, a slow pace towards her opponent as she considered what she had to do, gritting her teeth and knelt up enough to be just inches from Liberty's ass, grasping those panties to peel them down. " ..Don't get used to it. " She mumbled, not seeming to mind that it was going to be a full minute of ass in her face, leaning in to briefly brush her lips over one of the cheeks before her tongue stroked along it, turning her head to nuzzle the crack of her ass to surprise Liberty!

There was this undeniable, raw tension in the air as Liberty waited for Shanari to come forward and accept the ‘punishment’. Not just from her excitement over getting one over on the ravager - if anything, this would just even them up, and there was still a lot of work to be done before she could claim to come out on top.

Mostly, though, Liberty was interested to see exactly how her hornheaded opponent responded to the humiliation. The match stips said you had to worship the body part that knocked you out, but ‘worship’ was kind of a vague word, and she could tell Shanari was a proud woman. She wasn’t expecting much, not yet - maybe some hesitant pecks, licks, stuff like that. Liberty was prepared to settle for that, at least from the start.

What she wound up getting, though, was much more interesting.

She looked over her shoulder to see Shanari crawling her way, looking undeniably hot as she slid across the canvas. The kiss was welcome, as was the lick that followed, and she started moan at the affection...until the Russian pressed against a tender spot, getting farther into the moment than she’d anticipated.

Liberty had a quick yelp, but she managed to stifle it for the moment and regain some composure, quickly straightening. ”Not half bad.” She gave her rump a little shake and reached back with one hand to caress Shanari’s hair. Might as well get into this a bit herself.

Shanari knew that time was going to only go slower if she was too stubborn about it, closing her eyes and just counting the seconds in her head while perfectly multitasking her lips and tongue to bring her opponent the worshiping she demanded, that rear large enough that there was plenty of territory to roam over, the wet muscle going for slow, lengthy licks while her lips would press rather gently upon various spots of her rear.

Her face was practically nuzzled between those cheeks for a moment while the hand caressed her hair, her own hands coming up to grasp Liberty's thighs for support, releasing a vibrating hum into that rear while her cheeks turned slightly red from the position she found herself in. She had moments where she had been underneath people and smothered but Liberty's curves definitely exceeded the ones that did it.

Shanari was good. Shanari was damn good. Granted, Liberty didn’t have much to gauge on when it came to competition. Intimacy wasn’t the most frequent thing for her by any stretch, and even when she did get the chance for a little debauchery, none of the ladies she’d been with were willing to get this raunchy.

She’d imagined that she would have to bark orders at Shanari when the time came, would have to tell her what to do and how to do it. Instead, she kept quiet, save for the occasional moan and gasp, as the Ravager did her work. She clearly knew what she was doing back there. No need to ruin it.

Liberty licked her lips. Sighed. Curled her toes as Shanari licked close to a sweet spot. Her heartbeat sped, muscles tensed, and she had just started to rock back and forth, when-

”Time!”

She cursed under her breath at the referee’s call and gave one of the turnbuckle pads a quick punch. Fucking figured. One minute wasn’t enough time to go as far as she would’ve liked, and it even worked against her in a way - she was horny now, which wouldn’t do wonders for her fighting state. More motivation to win and get the full treatment.

”That was, uh…” Liberty spared a quick look over her shoulder, then pulled back to her feet and leaned against the corner. ”That was pretty good.”

Shanari was definitely getting a little into it, worshiping that fat ass for all it was worth with the time given to her, and while it felt like an eternity, it was at the very least a bit more worth while then she thought it would be. She pulled away once the referee gave the call, parting her lips to release a gentle sigh before she would roll backwards and to the center of the ring, rising back up onto her feet. She had managed to regain most of her strength and breathing back, though with the added taste of Liberty still lingering on her tongue for the time being.

" ..I won't deny that. " She would comment, seeming a lot less hostile than before and would patiently wait for Liberty to get ready, stroking her hand through her own hair to briefly adjust it before her attention was fully upon her opponent.

Cough. Stretch. Sigh.

There was an odd sort of comfortable awkwardness as the referee moved back into position, motioning for the two combatants to restart at their leisure. Once you've had another woman kiss your ass, it tends to change things, and Liberty couldn't ignore the unspoken heat in the room. Mixed with a fair bit of loathing, maybe, but that almost made it better. Spice in the soup.

She took a deep breath, sighed, and spun about as she cracked her neck. Had to remember who this was. Had to remember why she was there in the first place. ”Good. Glad you liked it.” She started to hunch over as a smirk formed along her lips. ”’Cause you’re going right back.”

Liberty ducked down and charged forward with open arms, trying to catch Shanari and ram her into the nearest turnbuckle.

There was a slight hint that Shanari enjoyed herself, perhaps easier seen when people focused on her face and not her tits. She didn't wipe her lips, not finding it disgusting at all that she had just worshiped the woman's ass, leaning back against the ropes for a brief moment. " Tell you what, big girl.. You get me back in it and perhaps I'll even shove my tongue inside. " She teased, Shanari was given plenty of time to recover and pulled away from the ropes once she was ready again. She wasn't even joking about it, the woman definitely looked sexy in her own way and seemed to enjoy smothers as much as she did, not to mention a more private setting did made Shanari a little more comfortable with such things, despite her enjoyment of doing it to others in public.

Still, Liberty came at her with a plan, those open arms prevented her from getting away in them and she was caught, rammed back against a new corner that provided Liberty with a loud grunt of pain, getting squashed against the corner wasn't that bad but her back definitely took the pain there. She needed to break free quickly, leaning in to suddenly kiss Liberty on the lips, wanting to distract er and turn them around so she had Liberty caught between her hard body and the harder corner.