Sayumi Arai Vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt [Beach Match- Unofficial]

SUCCESS! Her struggles achieved what she wanted and Cicilia pried one of her arms free, soon followed by the other. Yes... Just... just a little more and she'd be able to...

Before she could do anything, the German was quickly yanked over on her back, still being completely man-handled by Sayumi's legs as she flipped onto her stomach. In one quick move, the girl had shifted from strangling her with her legs... to sitting on her chest, possibly with Sayumi's hands coming down to in Cicilia's wrists to pin her to the sand... With the lavender beauty's legs on either side of her head, Cicilia was unable to rise up and defend herself... And she wasn't flexible enough to bend back pry her off with her legs... all she could do was stall... maybe until her hurt arm gives out...?

Cicilia raised her own arms, interlocking her fingers with her opponent's, struggling with her in a desperate attempt to keep her arms from hitting the wet, sandy earth. At the very most, being on her back and with NO support from her lower body whatsoever, Cicilia's strength was stunted to about match Sayumi's but that was all. No more. This was possibly digging her only a deeper hole but it was the best she could do until she could find her way out.

"Not... over... yet..." She gasped, still recovering from that headlock.

As they locked hands, she though she had won. Cicilia had willingly let her grab hold, fingers curling as they interlocked with the raven haired beauty's. Rice bowls? No, sushi. I could go for sushi. She had the superior position, she had leverage and weight... and she was... losing?! What?! Keep calm. Hold ground. She'll get tired first. She has to.

She strained, eyes narrowing to slits as she reddened in the face trying to battle Cicilia's hands into the sand so she could start counting a pin. She just won't let her! Her left arm screamed in pain as it shuddered, before being overpowered completely. One her leg arm was lost, she was forced to straighten, no longer bearing down, her other arm failed as well without the added support for using her weight to push. She forced back, leaning back awkward and unbalanced as she tried to squirm her hands free from Cicilias iron grip.

Cicilia shoved the woman off of her with one mighty heave, but that was about all she could do. That headlock Sayumi had inflicted upon her was simply too strong... took too much out of her. If there was any one weakness to the slugger at all was that she couldn't deal with being choked out. The best she could do was rise to her knees, letting out a soft groan, her breath the heaviest it had been when they fought, her energy almost completely spent already... Punches? Easy. Kicks? Harder but nothing she couldn't handle. Chokes...? Her kryptonite...

Sayumi might've been down one arm, but that shove took out just about everything Cicilia had and she wasn't one for fast recovery either. Her strength was mighty but her stamina couldn't come back from all that abuse instantaneously.

Sayumi would find little difficulty escaping German's grip, able to make whatever distance she wished with very little resistance. Right now, if Sayumi could manage it, She potentially could run up to Cicilia, knock her over again and pin her and that'd be that. Cicilia would owe her lunch. If not... the German would be able to regain just a bit of her former strength, struggling to her feet after a few minutes. One of her eyes squinted shut from the pain of over exertion, her chest rising and falling with effort. if Sayumi couldn't end it now, this next move would likely be the last one.

Sayumi jerked back as she was shoved, dropping onto her backside as Cicilia separated from her. She was surprised the other woman hadn't pushed any sort of advantage, but she wasn't about to look a gift house in the mouth. She pushed herself to her feet with her good arm, standing at the ready if Cicilia rushed her. She breathed heavily, wet locks of lavender hair sticking to her face. Cicilia looked worse for wear. She had seemingly stolen a lot of her energy with that move... she'd have to use that in a real match.

Drawing in a deep breath through her nose, she dipped her head and started towards Cicilia in a jog... picking up into a full blown run. As she closed ground she kicked off the ground, arms thrown wide as if diving into a free fall. She twisted herself horizontal in one expert motion, looking to slam herself into Cicilia's upper body and bring her to the ground under Sayumi's weight with a cross body block. If she managed to land on top of her, she'd flip her hand between Cicilia's leg hook an arm around the woman's thigh and bring it up to begin an official pin attempt.

And that was it... The match was over for Cicilia at least. Sayumi came running in like a freight-train before leaping into the air and body-slamming the poor, defeated German, knocking them both to the ground with the lavender cutie on top. There was nothing Cicilia could do at this point... All her energy was spent and what'd she'd recovered was just taken away with that slam. She lay in the sand, completely helpless as Sayumi hooked her hand under her leg and pulled it up in a pin, just doing her best to stay conscious and breath right now.

Nothing would change as the count continued either, the poor boxer just completely spent in this field she barely understood. Oh well... she felt no shame in losing anyway... She knew she was defeated but all that was just fine... This was more about spending time with Sayumi anyway, hardly about winning... Cicilia would smile as the count would reach its final numbers.

I-I... guess that's it... She thought to herself, feeling her eyes droop down a bit...

At least... I tried...

Sayumi found Cicilia compliant for her leg being hoisted up, the crook of her knee cradled in her arm, her palm resting on the outside of her though. She raised free hand striking the sand as she called out each number. "One... Two..." She glanced over at Cicilia as she pat the ground one last time without receiving a lick of pushback. "Three. " she wasn't sure if Cilicia had actually spent all she had or was just letting her have it at this point. Regardless she couldn't help but feel empowered by the victory.

She lifted her body slightly from the raven haired beauty beneath her repositioning to lounge against her rather then across her. She still held onto her thigh though, pulling it playfully up and letting it drop back a bit a few times as if helping her work out the kinks in her muscles. She was breathing heavy, but was undeniably happy with the outcome.

She propped her chin cutely on Cilicia's shoulder, grinning like a fool as she waited for the first thing she was going to say.

Cicilia sighed as the count reached three, her final defeat made certain... Well, she tried her best and that was all she could hope for. She never expected to win anyway. The German smiled softly as Sayumi adjusted herself on top of her, resting her chin on her shoulder as she rested atop her, their breasts and bellies pressed lightly together. Now this... this she didn't mind... The burnette lightly raised her arms and wrapped them around the lavender beauty's lower back just above her butt, holding her gently against her a little tighter. This was something she didn't want to end... It felt so nice...

Sayumi raised and lowered Cicilia's leg as if stretching it, only making her sigh happily in contentment... everything about this felt so right from the feel of the lavender cutie on top of her to the feel of the cool wet sand below. It was all so good...

The wrestler grinned widely, as if waiting for something... Heh, that grin... That very same one that filled her with warmth... Cicilia turned her head slightly so that she faced her before leaning in to give her the softest peck on her forehead, a little payback for that one she gave a moment ago. She smiled widely herself, proud of herself she worked up the courage to kiss her back, but more proud of Sayumi that she managed to beat her despite the injury she suffered....

"You're so cute..." she murmured, gently rubbing Sayumi's smooth, slick back. Suddenly, her eyes widened, what she thought was her thoughts coming out through her lips. Cicilia's face blushed a heavy red, completely embarassed with herself...

Well... Not completely.

"Uh.... I mean... Congrats..."

Affectionate by nature, she had seen nothing wrong with this scene. Cicilia was comfortable after all. She 'meeped' softly giggling at the squeeze from Cicilia as she cozied up against her with a soft sigh. Her baby blue eyes followed the crane of the raven haired beauty's neck, going adorably cross eyed as she was given the peck on the forehead.

She was a bit surprised. Sayumi was very comfortable with her sexuality, with closeness. These days it was part of her career. Cicilia on the other hand, was flustered at every turn. It had been something she had picked up on and made use of during their match after all. This was uncharacteristic of the girl... Though maybe she was thinking into it to much.

Her eyelids fluttered faintly at the unexpected hands trailing along her back. Subconsciously sinking more into the woman beneath her. Mild confusion at this new brazen Cicilia was hardly on her mind. The warm massaging touch a welcome relief from the earlier stretch she had endured at the end of the boxer's knee.

She had remained quiet this whole time, tickled pink by the glowing heat in Cicilia's face. Especially when she had called Sayumi cute. Why was she so embarrassed by that? She for one, appreciated the compliment.

"You're pretty cute yourself you know." She turned her head to rest her cheek along the woman's shoulder. "Especially like this. Little Ms. Strawberry, so red. Are you going to pop?" She teased softly, not even trying to hold back a giggle.at Cicilia's expense as she put her on the spot.

"N...no!" Cicilia protested as Sayumi teased her, her face growing ever redder. At this rate, she was going to embody her "Ms. Strawberry" tag whether she wanted to or not... When she called her cute as well though... that's when her blush slowly started to recede. It calmed her if only a little to know that the lavender cutie felt the same way. She was still as red as a strawberry, but at least it wasn't getting any worse.

Cicilia turned her own head to face the cute little wrestler as she rested her cheek on her shoulder, tempting the boxer to kiss her again... She did it once after all so a second time would be easier... right? She refrained though, instead settling for closing her eyes and gently resting her forehead against Sayumi's, hugging the girl tightly against her.

She had never... "came-out" as it were... Not openly, not to any crowd, hell her family were in the dark even, but that didn't matter to her. Out here, where no one was around but the gulls made it so much easier to be... well... her. She could show how she truly felt without having to be on the defensive so much... She didn't have to be so angry... Here with this girl she truly pined over in her arms...? It felt so real and natural... It helped her relax...

"I..." She huffed, unable to get the words out she wanted easily. "I'm glad I'm here.... W-with you... uhm... A-and I guess I owe you lunch now, huh...?"

Have one of those tiny pouty smirks on her face, raising a dainty finger to gently poke Cicilia's rosy cheeks a few times, perhaps making sure she wouldn't pop. Not that she didn't believe the other girl... But for science. Content with her findings she nodded.

"You?" She tilted her head as Cicilia battled her inner thoughts. "That's sweet of you." She remarked cheerfully. "I was pretty surprised by all of this honestly. I didn't take you for much of a beach girl."

Cicilia had come across, since yesterday, the type who would be working out all time, likely dressed in loose comfortable clothes, simple stuff. She didn't seem the type to doll up. Her eyes briefly left Cicilia's face as she no so subtly glances up and down along the other woman before returning back to her. Yes. today had been very unexpected. "Right... Lunch. Have you ever had sushi?"