Work (Sayumi Arai)

Cicilia was hardly able to get a breath in as Sayumi kept pulling her down, their lips constantly in contact. It wasn't like she was complaining... After all, this was what they both needed from each other... She felt Sayumi kick off her leggings behind her but she was too focused on her beautiful upper body to care. She pressed herself against the boxer and the boxer pressed right back, softly grinding her thighs against the lavender beauty, along with their sexes... Granted, Sayumi's was still covered by her panties and Cicilia was still wearing her sweatpants on top of those but hey... she was getting REALLY into it...

After that display of desperate clinging, rubbing and kissing, Sayumi was actually the first to pull away surprisingly, laughing as if she knew something Cicilia did not. The boxer blushed lightly, thinking she saw something or was thinking something ESPECIALLY lewd, the girl leaning in for a kiss to shut her up...

Then she caught that look she gave her... That gaze in those aqua eyes that rang of competitiveness... She'd be able to see it in Cicilia's sanguine orbs as well, the the two staring right back at their partner... Cicilia nodded, grinning, as if telling Sayumi to do what she was planning, daring her to try and dominate her. She wanted to see her try... She NEEDED her to try... her body called for her resistance and struggle.

Her hand drifted up across Cicilia's cheek, a finger curling to draw the hanging veil of the boxer's hair to tuck back behind her ear. "Cicilia..." She spoke softly as her fingers splayed out, combing through the the other woman's hair. She slowly drew the girl closer... So close their lips touched, but only when she spoke.

"Do you really think you can last longer this time?" She smirked teasing another kiss but not giving it to her. There was a clear challenge to her warm tone. The last time Sayumi had taken over, she had been able wrap Cicilia up and use her without real resistance. It had ended shortly after that, the boxer had never recovered once she dug in and fought back.

Would it be the same here? She didn't bother mentioning that this lovers bout would technically be another tie breaker between them after the game of smash earlier. The imaginary stakes on the line only enticed her more.

While she had been playing with the boxer's hair and whispering hated words up to the woman, she was already working her way towards dominating her girlfriend. Her hand had slipped down between them and worked it's way to her intended destination. As she made her inquiry, as if on cue her hand slipped over Cicilia's sweatpants fingers pressing down into the fabric to trace small hard circles around the woman's sex.

"Well?" She breathed out heatedly before dragging the other woman down to her. Her lips laid siege to the boxer as she turned her head. There was passion, yes, but Sayumi seemed ravenous. Her fingers roughly massaged the back of her head bunching up her dark hair messily.

She arched her back, breast to breast her rolled her body, grinding up against her from below like the waves of the ocean lapping at the shoreline. If she felt weakness, if she was given an opening, she would not hesitate to roll herself on top of Cicilia to claim her fully.

"Yes...?" The boxer murmured in response to Sayumi's call. She leaned into her hand as it gently brushed her hair back behind her ear. She purred softly in approval, even more so as the lavender cutie pulled her in, their lips brushing against each-other as she spoke... Every other word, Cicilia would peck Sayumi's lower lip, unable to help herself with how close they'd gotten. Her flavor was too sweet, too addicting for the girl NOT to keep tasting... that was until she heard what she said next.

The German blushed hard at the mention of how their match went, a tad embarrassed with how EASILY she rolled over for Sayumi... It was no contest really... She may have put up an okay fight in the beginning but the moment things got serious, the poor umber-beauty was left completely helpless... Not this time.

Oh no, no NO! This wouldn't go anything like before... Then, the boxer knew not what she was truly getting into, let alone all the feelings Sayumi would bring up in her... Since then, Cicilia had mentally prepared herself with fantasies of doing just such a thing, thinking up all sorts of scenarios and conjuring ghosts of feelings no doubt her cutesy girlfriend would inflict her with.

Yes. Big, bad, scary Cicilia had been hopelessly fantasizing about Sayumi day in and day out...

The boxer flinched as she felt her girlfriend's finger press against her crotch, drawing heavy circles around her sex tauntingly. OH, if it was a fight she wanted, it was a fight she'd GET!

Sayumi pulled her down but the boxer was going there anyway, meeting her savage kisses with her own. Cicilia De'Reignhardt wasn't one to be suppressed so easily! The wrestler may have been ravenous in her assault but Cicilia was just as determined, pressing down on her as she arced up, their bodies slamming together hotly less like a wave on a shore and more like two waves crashing into one another. Cicilia's hands slipped down along Sayumi's sides, resting on her hips and fingering her panties tauntingly as she kissed harder into her sweetheart, her tongue going into full overdrive to out-do her love and rival.

This WAS their tiebreaker... and Cicilia was going to WIN this time!

Sayumi's features scrunched up slightly, really not expecting Cicilia to put up this much of a fight. Engaging from below, had frankly been a huge mistake. Cicilia had already proven herself more capable, more ready now. Maybe all of that pent up embarrassment over her crush had put her on edge last time... maybe it was the crowd. Regardless, she knew right away she was in trouble. Big trouble. What had started as her forcing their kiss became her desperately trying to escape it, turning her head tugging, until finally she broke free with a ragged gasp of air.

She turned her head, trying to prevent herself from being taken by the lips again. She abandoned her pursuits against Cicilia's sweat pants, reaching out, grasping desperately to halt the other woman's efforts on herself. She couldn't help but moan, reddening significantly. "N-no fair... lets start over.." She was almost pleading as she tried to used ehr shoulders to try and push the boxer back off her, her level of effort fading and rising as their bodies rubbed up against one another.

At first, Cicilia didn't recognize Sayumi's resistance as displeasure. She thought she was just pushing back so that they'd have that much more an erotic exchange. When she started pulling her face away, though, refusing to meet her lips, the boxer slowly pried herself from her trance, her mind slowly fading back into reality. Sayumi's request to start over left the boxer a little confused but she didn't complain. This was their first time together after all and she wanted it to be perfect for the both of them.

"Oh... Okay... Here." Cicilia slipped off the bed as Sayumi pushed her off, landing at the foot of the bed before walking around to the the side. from there she's roll back onto the covers so that they now had an entire bed to work with, smiling eagerly down at her girlfriend and coaxing her up there to meet her. She wondered what she'd done to make her want to break out like this... Was it the way she kissed or where her hands wandered? she was enjoying all that a few moments ago...

"Lets start over then... I'll be gentler this time."

If Sayumi made her way up to her, the boxer would drape one arm around her neck, the other around her mid back and pulled herself in for a softer, more intimate kiss. If they were starting over then they should probably start slow...? That was her logic anyway. She didn't want to make Sayumi uncomfortable after all.

Sayumi pressed her hands over her face to compose herself as Cicilia climbed off. She hadn't been displeased. Quite the opposite. She recognized that in this little game they had started she had put herself in a losing situation and wanted to start fresh. She was visibly flustered, not because she had been upset with Cicilia, she had been aroused.  She heaved out a few more breathes before rolling over to peer across the bed at Cicilia. She slowly pushed herself up onto his knees and made her way over slowly.

She looked the boxer up and down. She seemed so full of energy, riding high. What had changed. Had she lost her ability to seduce her now that they were together? She furrowed a brow as she just stared, a bit in awe. "Huh? Oh... right. No that's okay, you don't need to be gentle." She gave a little flex, smiling. "Strong like bull, dah?" Wait... was that Russian or German? She couldn't recall.

As she came to join Cicilia the woman had already wrapped her arms around her, pulling her in for a kiss. She leaned into the kiss slowly, hands resting on Cicilia's hips lightly. She closed her eyes, reminding herself to focus.... but first she'd even the odds a little bit more. It wasn't really cheating, was it? She briefly pulled back from the kiss, resting her forehead to Cicilia's"Maybe you should get rid of..." Sher slowly ran a finger down the boxer's body until reaching her sweats, giving the band a small tug. "To make things even." Should she feel bad about this? Maybe. She had just gotten a get out of being ravaged free card, now she was making demands. Life was strange sometimes.

"Okay then... I won't hold back!"

Cicilia laughed as Sayumi tried to imitate German and came out with a Russian impression instead. She was so cute sometimes it made her want to just hold her like a stuffed animal, to kiss her and hold her just on the basis of how adorable she really was.

"Das ist Russisch! Ich liebe dich so sehr..." Cicilia giggled before pulling her girlfriend into their kiss, this one she reciprocated  more freely. She hummed in approval as she felt Sayumi's hands rest gently on her hips, her hum being revealed as a soft moan when she pulled away. She gently rested her forehead against the lavender's, feeling her warm breath expelled over her lips with such proximity to each other. Her request for the boxer to remove her sweat-pants made Cicilia snicker, putting on a false expression of disappointment.

"But... that's YOUR job though..." The boxer protested, leaning in and giving Sayumi a playful peck on the lips. "But... if you insist..."

She'd reach back by her waist, pushing down her sweats to reveal a matching white pair of panties covering up her sex. She'd kick them away swiftly, leaving the two girls in nothing but their underwear and each-other's arms, a small blush hovering just below her cheeks.

"Better?" Cicilia asked, fully pressing herself against her girlfriend, breast to breast, panty to panty, lips rubbing by each-other as the german spoke.

Sayumi squared up against Cicilia, pressing her chests to her girlfriends. She had this. Even playing field now.... no excuses. She was the professional here. Cicilia was the rookie.

"Ready." She took it nice and slow, slipping a hand around Cicilia to rub her back while the otehr slipped down to grope her butt playfully. She eased her lips into Cicilia's with a few soft kisses before locking them it. The power struggle had begun. Still, she kept things simple and soft. There was plenty of time to ramp it up... she was also hoping going slower would work in her favor. The German was all about powering through defenses. This was no different. She could whittle her down if she dictated the pace.

She giggled into their kiss, feeling so devious with her planning. She twisted her upper body, rubbing her breasts over Cicilia's. She'd try to pull away from their kiss at this point and take advantage of affections being on sided as she brought her lips down long Cicilia's neck, tugging her closer to keep them in a tight embrace.

The two of them "locked-up" with one of Cicilia's arms wrapped around Sayumi's neck, the other one slipping down by the inside of her hip where her fingers could make jabs at her. Sayumi wrapped an arm around her back and her other one squeezed the boxer's butt, making her flinch in surprise but soon after welcome her hand there...

Cicilia and Sayumi leaned in slowly, their lips pressing together with the slowest and softest of touches, taking this one step at a time. The boxer's face flooded a slightly deeper red as she savored Sayumi's flavor with each short but slow kiss, the emotions each gentle press-of-the-lips brought whittling her down a bit at a time. Cicilia had been all about overwhelming and dominating opposition using her superior strength and endurance to force herself on a rival. Like this, though... when their kisses were gentle, short-lived and soft... It seemed that the boxer was pushed a little bit on the back foot... She was susceptible to these things, these feelings she's never felt... A warm glow fluttered in her stomach as the two of them just softly kissed back and forth, making the blush upon her cheeks spread up upon her nose...

After a while, the two actually locked lips and this was something more her speed. She leaned into the kiss slightly, trying to assert herself as her fingers ran along the inside of Sayumi's thigh. Her eyes drooped a bit as they kissed, tempting her to deepen it...

Before she could though, Sayumi pulled away, leaving Cicilia a tad breathless. The beautiful lavender wouldn't stay separate for long, though, the girl leaning in to plant some tender kisses along her neck...

"Ah!" Cicilia gasped, the feeling of her warm lips upon her skin making her skin crawl in the best possible way... She moaned softly, her fingers lightly tugging at Sayumi's underwear, thinking for themselves.

Sayumi smiled into Cicilia's neck as she  slowly ran her lips along her collar before kissing her. Each kiss was in a new place, soft at first until she ended with a light sucking so it popped at the end. She on occasion with flick her tongue out, tickling at her soft skin. She nuzzled the girl firmly between all of this, slowly working her down as she rubbed their clothed breasts together. Her hand slipped down from Cicilia's back, fingers snaking down her spine before sliding away, gently intercepting Cicilia's hand tot draw it away from her panties, intertwining her fingers to keep her distracted while she worked.

She would slowly, steadily lean in on Cicilia as she planted kisses along her neck, more aggressively, wetter juicier kisses. It wouldn't be long until she was able to push the boxer over, not if she had anything to say about it anyway. After a brief rub of her backside, Sayumi ran her fingers back up along the girl's back, fingers deftly working at Cicilia's bra clasp to free her from its hold. "Mmhmm hmm..."