Harley vs. Tsukasa (Bed Wrestling)

Tsukasa in a fit of anger as she continued to yank and pulled on the skirt, following after Harley as she back crawled on the bed. Getting back on the bed on her knees as she refused to stop, she wasn't going to accept an apology until Harley was the same as her, left in her underwear! Even then she probably wouldn't accept it.

Continuing to be blind to the fact that Harley saved her from a nasty spill on the floor, Tsukasa continued to work on the skirt, gripping on both sides of the clothing with her wild tugging. Her cheeks were beet red, she couldn't believe that she was down to nothing but her bra and panties again! It was all stupid Harley's fault too! It was her fault that all of this happened, she just knew that it was her opponent's goal to get her naked and embarrass her!

But Tsukasa wasn't going to fall victim to that, not again! She was going to be the one doing the embarrassing and humiliating, a fitting position for her after being the 'victim' for so long in this match!

Harley would fight against the rabbit Tsukasa as much as possible, flailing around and trying to push her fellow wrestler away while she latched onto Harley's skirt from both sides and wildly tugged at it, roughly un-clipping the skirt and leaving some rips in it as she did so. Soon enough the raven haired wrestler would be left blushing under her opponent, now left in just her revealing pink bra that almost failed to contain her large bust and her pink panties that were a bit less revealing as they matched the colour of her bra but were frilly and managed to at least cover some of her inner thigh.

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After being stripped of her apron Harley would be left silent and unsure what to do, not even squirming under Tsukasa for a moment as it seemed the raven haired wrestler had almost froze on the spot. It wasn't the fact that skin was showing that had shocked Harley, it was moreso due to the fact that this was just a regular bed match and she had been forcibly exposed. The fact that both the wrestlers were in a bed rather than a ring made things more unsettling for Harley, afterall her opponent had viciously tackled Harley in a way that was different to the action in the match so far and things were getting dangerously intimate as skin rubbed against skin.

Eventually though Harley would come back to reality, frantically pushing at Tsukasa and squirming against the mattress in a desperate attempt to defend herself. Usually the raven haired wrestler was pretty good at making the best out of a bad situation, but it was going to take a while for her to calm down from the initial shock of Tsukasa's feral attack.

Throwing herself on to Harley as they got back further in bed tussling around in their underwear, Tsukasa in her white pair while Harley in her pink pair as now rubbing skin was at a much higher rate, Tsukasa's arms and thighs brushing up against Harley's skin was enough to make her cheeks go redder. Her flustered and angry state was preventing her from realizing the embarrassing position they were in.

It was only after when she got between Harley's legs and placed her hands on both sides that she realized that. Her cheeks burned a bright red when she saw the sweaty busty girl underneath her like this as her head quickly swirled with emotions that were flooding her head as she felt like the room was spinning. Sputtering and stammering, she couldn't form words correctly in her head nor her mouth as she needed to do something quick to try and re-focus herself.

For whatever reason it was, she would bring both of her hands up and brought them hard on Harley's bra covered chest before squeezing them tightly!

Harley would eventually adapt to the sensual situation she had found herself in, putting the sensation of sticky skin rubbing together and bodies squishing against each other into the back of her mind. The hopeful kawaii may have lost her edge when it came to this sort of thing, but that sure as hell didn't mean she was just going to lie back and let Tsukasa get away get away with such a thing after labelling Harley as the pervert.

Harley would start to push against Tsukasa with more strength and struggle under the slightly less busty opponent. but now Harley's face would be overcome with a blush and her body was somewhat trembling as her Japanese opponent managed to wriggle herself between the raven haired kawaii's thighs and place her soft hands on the struggling woman's sides.

Luckily for Harley it seemed that the intimacy of the situation finally caught up to Tsukasa, as the controlling wrestler's embarrassed expression mirrored Harley's before surpassing it tenfold. Before the raven haired kawaii could take advantage of this fact though she would feel Tsukasa's hands firmly grasp her now barely covered chest and squeezing them between her fingers.

" Ahhh! H-Hey!" Harley would moan out, face twisting in pleasure before her expression settled on a glare as she gazed up at her opponent. Without any other warning the raven haired wrestler would try to wrap her legs around Tsukasa's body to trap the Japanese woman in a front body scissors. Then in quick succession Harley would try to sit up slightly to grasp the back of her opponent's head and then try to pull Tsukasa's face against her bra covered breasts.

" Don't act so damn innocent if you're going to do that! " The raven haired wrestler would whine, as if scolding Tsukasa as Harley tried to struggle with her to take control.

Tsukasa's face was hot, her body was feeling as if it was about to burst with embarrassment as she squeezed on Harley's large breasts. She could feel the soft fabric of the bra holding in the large orbs and the more softer skin it was holding in! Yet no matter how much Tsukasa was getting embarrassed by this, she couldn't find any part of her that wanted to let go and instead continued to knead Harley's tits between her fingers!

Slowly but surely Harley's struggling was beginning to become a problem, Tsukasa having a hard time keeping on top of her rival. Feeling the hips brush against the inside of her thighs while the soft hands pressed against her hips. Tsukasa was amazed at how the slightest of touch from Harley was making her feel like this! While lost in her thoughts, Harley managed to push her back far enough to slip out from underneath and catch Tsukasa's waist with her legs.

"Myaaa!" Tsukasa cried out as her hands let go of Harley's breasts to reach down and try to push the thighs that were wrapped around her off! But by doing that, she let herself be open and vulnerable for those hands that caught her around the head and pulled her in face first into the same breasts she was grabbing! Her cheeks burned even redder, so much so that Tsukasa should've been a tomato at this point, how dare Harley accuse her of being the indecent one! She was the one who was hold her face first into her big ass tits!

Unfortunately, as Tsukasa tried to vocalize this, all it came out to be was nothing but a collection of muffles in Harley's cleavage.

Harley through some extreme effort had managed to succeed in taking full control back from Tsukasa, sure she was sweating buckets from the consistent struggle between the two but now she was in a really good spot. However the raven haired wrestler couldn't even feign ignorance anymore about the position the wrestlers were in, Harley had her legs wrapped tightly around Tsukasa's muscled but soft abs, meanwhile she had plunged Tsukasa's face deep into her sweat glistening and overflowing breasts. The heat and both the stickiness of her own and Tsukasa's bodies were more than enough to give Harley second thoughts.

Regardless Harley would push her chest forward though, all while pulling Tsukasa's face against her chest, forcibly squishing her breasts into her opponent's face and smothering the poor woman's facial features. The raven haired kawaii would also tighten her legs around Tsukasa, wriggling her inner thighs against the opponent's abs in the process and embarrassingly feeling herself getting a tiny bit stimulated.

" Y-You're only got yourself to blame for this! If I don't smother you out then I'm afraid what you might do to me, afterall you were gropeing me just a second ago..." Harley would mutter, losing confidence as she talked on both on this situation being Tsukasa's fault and on if doing perverted things with Tsukasa would really be that bad. Of course Harley wouldn't be able to bring herself to do anything, even the fact that it was in the back of her mind was irritating Harley to no end, afterall Tsukasa had belittled her as a pervert through the entire match and teased the raven haired wrestler the whole time. Harley considered Tsukasa's continued accusations and teasing to be some new form of harassment and certainly didn't want to get intimate with someone who was being so troublesome.

However in the end Harley couldn't shake the feeling, regardless of the reasoning for it both women had been throwing their bodies at each other for a long time now with passion behind it. The hopeful kawaii was finding it hard to stick to her earlier claims of not doing anything when the stage was set so perfectly and both the room and her mind were getting steamy.

As Tsukasa tried to talk it would just make matters worse, forcing an incredibly quiet and soft moan to pierce Harley's lips, one that she hoped Tsukasa wouldn't hear. The vibrations and feeling of Tsukasa struggling against her breasts was just turning Harley on more, which was especially a problem since the hopeful kawaii could easily end up on her back again from this position and then the stimulated Harley would end up trapped under her pervert hunting opponent.

Tsukasa could not hear the low moan of Harley's, mostly because of her own moans were drowning it out while her face was caught between the two large breasts of Harley. Her arms wrapping around Harley, strangely holding her close instead of attempting to free herself. She was blissfully unaware of the speech that Harley was giving, saying that it was her fault that she was caught in this position, even though that was a complete lie. Tsukasa knew the truth. It was Harley's fault that she was caught in this, it was those arms holding her head between the breasts. Just like how her arms were holding on to Harley!

Tsukasa wasn't aware of this herself, still thinking that her hands were attempting to push Harley back and free herself from her fleshy prison rather than wrapping around Harley's sweaty body, the prison becoming even more intensified as the legs wrapped around her waist and kept the two of them glued together. She was entranced by the scent of Harley dominating her nose and as much as she was trying to ignore it, there was more that she wanted.

Her body was taking advantage of the fact her brain was trying to deal with controlling her urges, and failing, ordering her hands to pull Harley closer to her. Her moans got louder and deeper as her hands ran across the back of her opponent, her fingers curling in to dig into her back as she draped them downwards. There her fingers came across the bra clasps holding the bra together.

If her mind was one, Tsukasa would be embarrass just to think about brushing her hands across the clasps. But her mind was not able to speak against such an action, leading her hands to do the dirty work. Her hands grabbed on the clasps and began to pull on it, looking to unhook the bra!

As Harley smothered Tsukasa she would feel vibrations against her breasts, which an experienced smotherer like Harley knew immediately was due to her opponent moaning. What worried the raven haired wrestler more though would be Tsukasa's arms wrapping around the back of her shoulders, gripping tightly and holding the two close, something which made Harley hesitate for a moment to keep her smother going.

Even as Harley got nervous about the way things were going she would still squeeze her opponent's head tighter between her enormous breasts after a moment of hesitation, then while jiggling and pressing them against Tsukasa's face, her bare sticky flesh squishing against her opponent's facial features which earned a few soft moans from Harley's lips. The raven haired wrestler resolved herself to knocking out Tsukasa before things got too sensual, desperately hoping that Tsukasa wouldn't escape this smother.

Harley would then feel her opponent's hands teasing rubbing along her back, causing the raven haired wrestler to squirm against her opponent's touch as her back arched somewhat against the mattress as even if she could deny the pleasurable feeling of her opponent's hands exploring her, her body knew full well what it wanted. Soon enough Harley would freeze in her spot though, as she felt her bra being pulled, and then sooner than she had expected suddenly felt her bra get unhooked, immediately turning Harley's face bright red and causing her to suddenly alleviate her squeezing around her opponent's head, instead moving her hands to try and keep the front of her bra from sliding off now that nothing kept it in place.

" H-Hey! Wait! Uhm...Time out" Harley would softly protest, completely frozen under Tsukasa as she started to get intimidated by her opponent, Tsukasa hadn't said anything in a while, and her recent actions seemed to suggest something worrisome. The raven haired wrestler's heart would race as she imagined what her opponent was thinking, and her eyes would be locked on Tsukasa's body, looking right at her opponent's appealing points rather than looking for the escape route Harley knew they should be.

The smother, the close rubbing of their bare bodies, it was all influencing Tsukasa into doing things that normally wouldn't cross her mind....normally. Catching Harley by surprise she managed to unhook the bra on her opponent, succeeding in giving herself a bit of breathing room literally and figuratively as Harley's arms loosened around her head until they left completely to cover Harley's own chest. Her hands would quickly slither back in front of Harley's body, pushing into the shoulders to try and push Harley back enough to start gasping for air.

Sweat had gathered on her face being trapped in Harley's breasts for so long as all Tsukasa could smell was Harley's scent all over her face. It was alluring almost intoxicating as she coughed for air, there she saw Harley sitting on her lap with both of her hands covering her chest and the loose bra that threatened to fall off and Harley and all that her breasts had to offer. Now that she was able to breath, Tsukasa theoretically should've been able to clear her head and realize the embarrassing notion of stripping Harley.

But her mind was far lost at this point as she would reach up to grab on both of Harley's shoulders, twisting to the side to try and reverse their positions.

If she was successful, she would keep the stern and yet with the slight tint of wanting, would move herself upwards swaying her bra covered breasts over Harley's face while her hands coiled around Harley's head. She would look to give back a taste of Harley's own medicine before pulling the girl's head and thrusting her chest forward, burying her between her cleavage for a revenge breast smother!