Asami Asagiri vs. Bubbles Burste - Conservation of Ninjutsu

Bubbles couldn’t help a quick squeal when Asami licked her chest. She loved it - loved, loved, loved - when her opponents got in the mood along with her. Sure, she’d ravage them regardless, but it was so much more satisfying when some of that love was being reciprocated.

”Glad to see we’re on the same page.” She bounced her eyebrows. ”Now, let’s continue this conversation over…”

She was just about to send Asami flying into the corner and follow that up with a splash, one of her more reliable combinations, but the ninja had other things in mind, apparently.

The next thing she knew, the woman was flying back towards her with a swift kick that had a surprising amount of force behind it. It was enough to make Bubbles bend forward, and that gave Asami enough of an opening to lock in the DDT and bring the Virgin Killer crashing down on her skull.

Bubbles hit hard, rolled forward, and popped up into a sitting position, staring forward with dazed eyes. She was more stunned than hurt, really, but it hardly mattered - at the moment, she couldn’t move. Wide open. Vulnerable.

Rolling over, Asami looked towards Bubbles to see the blonde sitting on her duff, staring ahead, unmoving.

*What's that saying, strike while the iron is hot? Well, perhaps it's time to heat things up for tall, blonde and muscular over there.* she thought to herself as she sprung to her feet.

Moving behind the sitting Bubbles, Asami curled her right arm around the American's upper neck in a chin lock while dropping to a sitting position. Once again, her legs curled around Bubbles' middle in another waist scissors. But this time, the Asian put in a sensual twist, her heel pressing against the blonde's groin, rubbing against her sex.

"Hi." she said conversationally. "Let's have a feel of one of Bubbles' bubbles..." she said into the American's ear.

Her free hand would then slide into the open front of Bubbles' costume, cupping her opponent's right breast under her outfit, fingers teasing the older woman's nipple....

This wasn’t the first time that Bubbles had been in a situation where her opponent had managed to get a sexual advantage of her. She was good, sure, but not that good. Mistakes happened. Sometimes she got tricker or countered or even overpowered, and she would find herself as the seducee instead of the seducer.

It was, however, the first time she could remember it happening so early in a match, particularly by someone who probably weighed half as much as she did, max.

Yep. Asami was a special one. No doubt.

”Mmm.” Bubbles cooed, then hissed as those thighs tensed around her waist. Nice strong legs, and she loved the way those inquisitive fingers were trailing up her chest. Bubbles could’ve fought back...and she would. But for the moment, she just ran her hands over Asami’s legs, took in the feel of the svelte skin.

”Random question.” She pushed back, squirming against Asami’s leg, grinding hard. ”How do you feel about threesomes?”

Raising an eyebrow, Asami considered the American's words even as she continued to squeeze at her midsection with her legs. She definitely wasn't opposed to the idea. To be honest, she had never been in one, though she had a fair number of fantasies involving them. (Rebecca and Adrian was still a persistent one even though it had been awhile since she even spoke to either woman.) Still, there was no need for Bubbles to know that.

"Mmm, I don't hate the idea, if you're part of the package." she replied with a grin.

The Japanese woman brushed a finger back and forth over the nipple of the breast her hand was pressed against, even as Asami moaned softly in enjoyment as Bubbles grinding made her ass rub into Asami's groin.

"But....just so you know I'm not some prize for you to take to....whoever." she declared. "First, I conquer you then we move on to other....business."

With that, she bore down with her legs, really trying to dig into Bubbles rib cage while attempting to fall all the way down to her back while taking the larger woman with her, wanting to keep the Amazon grounded and off of her vertical base!

Experienced? Definitely. Eager? Certainly. Willing? Enthusiastically.

Asami was ticking all the important boxes, making Bubbles more and more certain that Mariah would love her at first sight. While she wasn’t physically that different from many of the women they’d shared over the years, she had  a carnal energy that many of them didn’t. It wouldn’t take much to get her going, which meant they could get crazier earlier on, which meant they’d have a better night all around.

But she was right, too. Business came first. So, on that note…

Asami was trying to jerk back, bring Bubbles down to the mat, likely wanting to get her squeeze on, but the Virgin Killer wasn’t having any of that. Instead, she moved forward and rose as Asami clamped down on the hold. It wasn’t easy - heck, breathing wasn’t easy right now - but she pushed up and began to stand, lifting up with Asami’s meager weight on her back and her not-so meager thighs around her waist. A nasty combination, but she’d had worse. ”You’re half wrong, ninja girl.” Bubbles licked her lips. ”You are a prize.”

Bubbles' words brought a grin to Asami's face.

"Aww, you say the sweetest things, Titania." she said as she gave a squeeze of one of the blonde's bountiful bosom. "But, I do think it's nap time for you."

Asami threw her weight backwards again, while squeezing with all the considerable leg strength she had, fully expecting Bubbles to come with her. But the American dug in, revealing a hint of that superior strength, not only resisting the kunoichi's pull but also began rising to her feet, even as Asami tried in vain to stop it.

"Uh oh..." Asami said as the amazon made it back to a standing position. Despite the banter, the Japanese woman knew that the other woman getting back to a vertical base was definitely not something that could be good for her as she clung to Bubbles' back, her legs still around the blonde's waist.

Bubbles was up and on her feet now, getting a stable, if slightly tenuous, vertical base. Now what? Asami wasn’t making breathing too easy, so the first priority was getting her off. She loved the ninja’s feistiness and skill, the way she was clinging tight and pouring on the pain, and it made her all the more determined to rise, to win, and to take home what was left of this lovely little ninja for her wife to enjoy.

She stood tall and chuckled deep when she heard Asami vocalize her worries. ‘Uh-oh’ was right.

Bubbles reached behind her back and grabbed two handfuls of Asami’s ass to keep her in place - and for the obvious reasons, too - then backpedaled as hard and fast as she could, rushing backed into the turnbuckle, attempting to sandwich her lithe foe between the unforgiving pads and her even less forgiving body.

A quick glance backwards revealed Bubbles' strategy: Line Asami up with one of the corners and then rush backwards to squish her against the turnbuckles. Well, Bubbles wasn't the first titaness she ever fought. Asami was more than familiar with this tactic. She unwrapped her legs from Bubbles' waist and released the sleeper, instead placing her hands on her foe's shoulders. The ninja's plan was simple, push off of Bubbles' back and shoulders at the last second in a version of the leapfrog that would leave the American without the ninja's body to pad the impact of her back hitting the turnbuckles.

But, it wasn't Bubbles' first dance either. The woman reached back, using Asami's ass as handholds to keep her in place as she started her rush!

"No. No...nonono-unngh!" Asami's train of no's were cut short by a short cry of pain as she was sandwiched between the unforgiving turnbuckles and the blonde's back, the force of the impact shuddering through the smaller woman's frame! When Bubbles moved from the corner, Asami would slump against the turnbuckles with a groan.....

Bubbles didn’t move away after crashing into the corner with Asami. Not immediately, anyway. After all, she had this cute, sexy ninja pressing against her back, with absolutely no way to go but forward. Why let that position go to waste?

So she didn’t. Instead of pulling away, Bubbles took a moment to thrust her hip back against Asami’s crotch, grinding hard, gripping the ropes tight to get some real pressures going. She certainly loved the feeling of her bare cheeks sliding across Asami’s lap, and she was willing to bet her foe would love it even more.

She arched her back, giving Asami one final grind before they parted ways.”That’s the pleasure.”

She abruptly ran forward to the center of the ring, made a hard stop-and-turn, then came charging back towards her with open arms, looking to slam into her with a smashing Body Avalanche.

”Here’s the business!”

As Asami leaned back in the corner, stunned, Bubbles began to grind her rear back into the kunoichi's groin. The Asian gave a low groan at the feeling, then as it went on, began to move her hips in time with Bubbles' movements, giving a heated moan at the blonde's final rub as she heard her foe's words.

Panting, she looked up in time to have Bubbles crash into her, giving a loud yell as the larger woman's massive frame smashed her against the turnbuckles a second time! Asami would take a few steps out of the corner, only drop facedown to the mat with a groan, getting her breath back after having it crushed out of her!