Work (Sayumi Arai)

Cicilia sighed happily as Sayumi allowed herself to become the subject of her comfort, the boxer giving her a small kiss right below her breastbone in thanks... She only felt better as the cute little wrestler combed through her umber hair with her fingers, the act of intimacy only making her feel safer with her... The boxer had never felt like she was in active danger with Sayumi, granted, but just relaxing on top of her like this, recieving the softest forehead kiss she'd ever felt, her hand running across her back... It just reinforced that sensation of security...

She didn't have to be defensive with Sayumi... She loved her more than she had pent up aggression and this was displayed in how she just relaxed on top of her.

"Hmmm...?" She mumbled drowsily. "Oh... it's okay... have bad days all the time... its.... nothing new..."

She glanced up, smiling cutely at her little Sayumi-pillow and grinned, scooting up a little bit so that they were breast-to-breast, face to face...

"You make it better though... Thank you... for being here... Thank you so much..." She leaned in and kissed Sayumi again, placing a hand on her cheek, gently stroking it with her thumb...

"Alright... is just don't like to see you down in the dumps is all." She neglected to mention that prior to sitting down to play the game, Cicilia had been all energy and smiles. Something had changed between then and now. She wasn't sure, but whatever it had been, Cicilia didn't seem to want to discuss it. She wouldn't push it. Not yet anyway. If this happened again in the future, she might consider it. For now she was content to comfort the woman, gently stroking her head and being the best waifu pillow she could be.

As Cicilia wormed her way up Sayumi, it bunched up her dress awkwardly around them. She grinned up at the boxer, completely enamored by her little wormy scoot. She wiggled a bit, shifting to get more comfortable with the change in positioning. "You're very we-" She fell silent was Cicilia kissed her, mumbling something, but it likely was a giggle into the woman's lips. She cooed softly at her touch, returning the kiss gently allowing Cicilia to dictate their contact.

Cicilia moaned ever so softly into their kiss, feeling her body heat up at this contact with her girlfriend, if a bit slower than normal... Still, the kiss they shared was slowly breathing life back into the boxer for what it was worth, like they were sharing energy with one another.

She pressed a little harder into the wrestler, a small craving working up inside... She wasn't just content with a normal kiss... Sayumi had done far more to her than that today anyway! The boxer kissed her deeper, poking her tongue out into the kiss, waiting to be invited in before proceeding. It was only the polite thing to do after all.

Meanwhile, Cicilia's hands were occupied gently running along the other woman's sides, slowly creeping up a little at a time, frustrated that there were clothes in the way but she'd have to cope for now...

Meanwhile, the T.V. screen went into 'nap' mode, turning dark to conserve power, the music of the character-select screen muting as well.

Sayumi seemed content to share in Cicilia's affections, her hands rubbing gently along her back and combing through her hair respectfully. She broke the kiss to giggle as the threat of an intruding tongue. "Fresh." Before she slipped back into the thick of the moment with Cicilia, her lips opening as they pressed together giving her the keys to the kingdom. She hardly noticed the change in sound or the missing TV lighting, her attentions draw completely to Cicilia. She lifted a leg slightly, rubbing her thigh lightly to the boxer as she hummed merrily in their kiss. She squirmed every so often, restricted as she was on the couch, but didn't really mind. The tighter confines kept her closer to the boxer, something she had nothing to complain about.

The moment they reengaged their kiss, their mouths open, Cicilia introduced her tongue, slipping inside to see if it could find Sayumi's for a friendly tussle... The boxer gazed into those enrapturing aqua eyes as she kissed her deeply, her senses starting to numb with the lust their contact brought... She hummed lightly into their kiss, a bit louder as she felt the other girl's thigh rub up against her...

"mmm..."

Cicilia's hands drifted back up to Sayumi's cheeks, taking them in her hands and coaxing her head upwards to deepen it further, wanting more... As good as it felt, feeling her tongue run along her girlfriend's... She craved all that lust the wrestler tried to distract her with before... every last bit... She wanted to show her that she was just as capable of making her blush as she was making Cicilia...

The boxer would pull away after the longest kiss, staring into Sayumi's eyes with an aroused smirk.

"Come on, Sayumi..." She'd whisper, leaning in to kiss her again, pulling away after a minute. "Kiss me... show me where all that came from when I was playing..."

Sayumi's tongue slipped over Cicilia's, wrestling with the other girl though not really trying to force herself. She moaned softly as she pressed herself up against Cicilia's weight, back arching slightly. Her cheeks reddening slightly as the boxer ground down into her, gently caressing her cheeks. She didn't resist, she didn't want to. She was enjoying the ride the other woman was taking her on. As Cicilia pulled away she followed, lips hungry for more but denied, just out of range.

"Hm?" She muttered softly, purring into the second kiss. "I... I... okay?" Her fingers which had been sliding gently through Cicilia's hair tightened as she didn't weight for the German to embrace her again, she dragged her down to her level to take what she wanted. She surged forward, tilting her head to passionately command the woman's lips to meet hers with the same fierceness. In the heat of the moment, with her arm around Cicilia she twisted to roll herself on top of Cicilia... not really accounting for she had just inadvertently thrown them from the couch, whoops!

Cicilia gasped in surprise as Sayumi grabbed at her hair, tightly, jerking up to take Cicilia's lips in hers in a ferocious manner the boxer hadn't yet seen of her. She was always so gentle and sweet and now...? The boxer thought she was hot when she was forceful... The German kissed right back, attempting to push Sayumi back down underneath her own kisses, tilting her head slightly as well so they could deepen their kiss even further...

It seemed the Lavender wasn't having any of of Cicilia's resistance though because she tugged at the boxer, attempting to roll on top... but instead the two of them fell to the floor, Cicilia hitting the ground first with the cute little wrestler on top.

"Mhnnnn...." She groaned, not ready or expecting the sudden impact with the floor but this was fine too! SO long as they didn't roll into the T.V. while trying to dominate one another, the boxer was just as content here as up there. Only taking a moment to compose herself, Cicilia took Sayumi's lips in hers again, showing just now NOT done with her she was. So not done right now...

She winced at they clattered to the floor, tumbling off the couch. "Are you okay, I'm so sor-" Cicilia had leaned back up into her, drawing her closer into another kiss drawing out her words into nothing more than inaudible gibberish between their lips. Her legs parted as she straddled the woman beneath her making movement easier... for Sayumi anyhow. She was trying her best to fight the boxer's passionate kisses with her own, but felt herself losing the battle as her cheeses glowed bright and brighter. She was still reeling from the embarrassment of the couch, and something about how little the boxer had carried about ti and just went right back to making out with her made something click in her head. AN unintentional moan slipped out from her, absorbed into Cilicia lips. Her grip on the other girl was slowly weakening.

Cicilia felt her partner begin to buckle under her kisses, her own becoming less and less intense. She was losing her ability to keep up with the boxer, or at least, remain dominant... Still, she didn't seem quite ready to let go of her just yet and that was just fine with her... The german was enjoying this little change of the script.

"Mmmm...."

Not yet satisfied, Cicilia picked up the pace a little more, kissing deeper, almost in an effort to deep-throat the wrestler with her tongue, all the while, her lips keeping Sayumi expertly busy as they pressed and rubbed against hers... Eventually, she pulled away for breath, staring up at the beauty that was her girlfriend, noting at how she still straddled her. Seeing her on top was.... nothing less than hot.

"Hey... you look pretty good from down here..." Cicilia giggled, pressing her lips to Sayumi's briefly. "I like it when you're on top..."

For all intents and purposes, she should have been in control. She was on top after all. She had put them on the floor, unintentionally, to do just that. And yet the woman below her was stealing her breath away, and with it her will to really give as good as she was getting. She couldn't say she wasn't enjoying it though. Cicilia's probing tongue seemed to just heighten it all. That feeling of having herself invaded was overwhelmingly attractive. She couldn't help but bump the girl below her with her hips, not really aware she had done it.

As they parted she set her head on Cicilia's shoulder, panting softly as she looked at the woman. Between the two of them she seemed to be taking this exceedingly well. "Thanks." She breathed out in a warm huff. She did her best to give a little wiggle, affirming she was indeed on top, at least physically. As they met again briefly in a kiss, she was left ready for another, but the boxer had retrieved. She wondered if this was how addiction felt. A crippling weakness to something to fleeting but wonderful.