Sayumi Arai Vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt [Hardstyle Hentai 2 of 3 Falls] The Grudge Match

Sayumi smirked, cooing softly as she had her way with Cicilia. She really wished she had been able to do this while being on top of her in a different way, but such things would put her at risk. Cicilia had proven to her already that giving her a few inches was more than enough to have her plans ruined. This is why her girlfriend couldn't have nice things.... unless forced on her. She had felt her struggle beneath her, but had been confident in her hold. It was a hard thing to shake. When Cicilia's arm yanked itself free, she braced her elbow to the mat, determined to finish her off before worrying about that. Sure enough, she felt her beautiful girlfriend finally give herself over. She quietly eased her writhing body through the afterglow of her orgasm with gentle strokes inside her before sliding out.

She went to work to immediately try and recapture and hold Cicilia's arm again while she was still in the hold of her fading climax in hopes of holding it again. With two arms, perhaps it was enough. Captured or not, Sayumi had already assured herself a pinning position. Hopefully she was able to grab hold of Cicilia's arm to make sure it stuck. With her first orgasm being reached, and shoulders pinned to the mat firmly, the official dropped down to their hands and knees, slamming the mat. "Just one more for me and you're finished... no pun intended." She seemed to assume this pinfall would actually go through. It very well might depending on how vulnerable Cicilia was left from having be thoroughly manhandled.

"...1...!"

Cicilia's chest rose up and down methodically as she attempted to regain her focus after that brutal screwing... Sayumi's winning of the first down did sate her lust but it also took a good bit of her strength. A GOOD bit. Like so much a good bit she was having trouble keeping her body from shaking in the aftermath. Suffice it to say, she was touched PRETTY damn good... and her lover seemed to know it too. She felt her hands begin to claw at her free one, trying to pin her again as the ref began counting down. The boxer glanced at Sayumi as she made her observation, her eyes flaring up as her competitiveness was stoked heftily...

Was she so confident in her little hold that she thought she was going to pull the same trick twice? NO! Not while Cicilia had an ounce of strength in her!

2!

"Y-you're not getting the second down..." Cicilia promised, leaning up with her neck to place a soft kiss on Sayumi's ribs. "N-not w-while I still can still fight..." She didn't have the strength for it yet, though so she'd have to take the loss... It'd be the ONLY one in this match.

"I guess I'll just have to take the fight out of you then, huh?" Sayumi giggled softly as she wiggled herself in on top of Cicilia, snuggling up to her downed body. Sayumi was as pleased as punch she had managed to not only managed to get her girlfriend down, but had managed to do it so thoroughly. It was the boost in confidence she had needed after nearly throwing everything away in a moment of lapsed judgement.

"...3!" The official waved a hand, signalling the first down of the match. They came over to the two, instructing them to separate to restart the match. current standing 1 to 0.

Sayumi took a moment more to nuzzle Cicilia's arm before releasing her arms and legs. She slithered off the girl, dragging herself across the boxer's body before giving her a sweet peck on the lips. "You shouldn't fight it so hard, I know you like it when I'm on top." She gave a little wink as she pulled herself up. She may her way back to the middle of the ring wiping sweat from her brow with a forearm. Cicilia had done a real number on her for a bit, but having had plenty to recover while on top of the boxer. It left her pretty fresh in terms of stamina, a visible spring in her step. She took a moment to fix her bikini, waiting for Cicilia.

The official would wait until Cicilia stood up and made her way over, allowing her to recover before checking if she was ready to resume. Once she was, the referee would back off an ring the bell again to start the second round of the match.

Sayumi stayed on the outside, dropping back to her familiar grappler stance as she eyed Cicilia, assessing how spent she looked from the exchange. "If I wind up beating you two to none, I can spend the night again and make it a third if you want, just to make sure we get all three downs in tonight." She blew Cicilia a kiss. Her confidence was through the room now that she was in the lead and could afford to trash talk a bit. Who knows, maybe it would turn Cicilia on more to see her so assertive and cocky.

Cicilia blushed as Sayumi mentioned how the German liked it when her lover was on top... Oh, yes... She did. It was a good part of the reason she let her lover climb on top of her so awkwardly in the first place, ignoring her previous curiousness.

"....Maybe." She responded a tad meekly, returning Sayumi's kiss with one of her own. With that, she slid off of her, much to her disappointment... That kiss left her wanting more... She supposed she'd have to come and get it. With a soft groan, the boxer rose to her feet, waving the ref away as he came up to check on her.  She didn't need any help...  Speaking of help, Cicilia was looking a little worse for wear. Her skin was beaded with sweat, her chest was rising up and down heavily but steadily and her strength was still cut quite a bit... But she was eager and determined. Such things gave her the WILL to keep fighting back after that truly disarming defeat. The boxer moved in for the center, keeping  a nice distance between her and her partner... and she smiled, not at all off-put that she was losing right now.

Content with Cicilia's ability to stand, the ref signaled for the match to begin once again and, with the ding of the bell, round 2 began. Cicilia crouched low, mirroring Sayumi's grappler stance as she joked(?) about spending the night with her to make her possible 2 wins 3. The German laughed, inching a bit closer, cautiously advancing.

"What if I asked you to come home with me every night?" She questioned. "Then I'd be able to make up our difference..."

Sayumi circled Cicilia, perhaps the boxer had been weakened enough already that she could hold her own against her in a grapple now. It was risky. But the boxer did seem a bit out of sorts. With a nod of the head she slowly inched closer as well. Her face reddened unintentionally at the question, not sure if she was being serious. The offer meant more to her than she was likely to admit, though it wasn't because of the potential fun to be had in the sheets. "I... well... That is assuming you ever could." She fired back with a confident smirk.

Once they were close enough, she moved to lock them up. She stood her ground, trying to see how much strength Cicilia still had compared to her. She figured if things went wrong she could always try to escape the hold. For now she would humor her. She was ready, specifically for Cicilia to try and kiss her. It had been what turned the tables in their first match ever, the thing that nearly cost her the whole thing in the end. Not tonight. Moves of desperation wouldn't be enough.

Cicilia's smile widened a little as Sayumi's face flashed red, her little challenge only stoking the fire in her heart. "Then let me prove it... After this match, I have something I want to ask you..." This admission splashed a little red on her cheeks as well, but now wasn't the time to be paralyzed in shyness. The German was serious when she said that she wanted her lover to stay with her despite the tone in which it was delivered. While the constant sheet-rolling was certainly a good motivation to ask, Cicilia had another reason, a less callow reason. Even though her lover never said it back in so many words, The boxer did love her... She loved her more than even she loved her career as a boxer... In some ways, she was her world and it pained her when her lover left her each day.

Enough with all the sappy stuff though. She had a match to win. 2 to nothing... Feh. Like that'll ever happen. She caught the small nod that was sent her way and sent her own back, the two of them inching forward to lock up. Cicilia raised her hands to lock up with Sayumi's in their little test of strength grapple, hoping to get all nice and intimate right off the bat. A simple grapple wouldn't do in a match like this and she hoped her lover would agree. It wasn't like she had the strength to truck the lavender beauty now anyway...

Should the two of them lock up in this way, Cicilia would press against Sayumi, stepping in and adjusting her grip so that their chests were pressed firmly against one another, engaging in their own battles as the two of them stood toe-to-toe... Despite their close proximity, the german kept her lips from hers... somehow. After all those goes she tried, her lover was no doubt expecting it now... She'd have to save those for when her sweet-heart was under her control.

Sayumi locked up with Ciclia, a firm grip from both women. She had made good progress on Cicilia it seemed, the woman didn't seem capable to toss her about, or she was holding back. She braced her foot as Ciclia inched closer in, turning her head a bit expecting a kiss that never came. Instead the boxer pressed herself into Sayumi, their chests compressing as they struggled. Saymui pursed her lips, taking a small step back before resuming her push to overtake Cicilia. She hunched a bit, trying to lessen the pressure between their breasts. She was distracted. Not only with their closeness, but the question her girlfriend had for her.

They were close like this... so close in fact. She craned her neck, leaning in to wrap her lips around Cicilia's warm skin. She began to plant thick wet kisses along her neck and collar., giving hard testing shoves after each one in her attempt to drive the woman back towards the ropes.

It seemed that Sayumi was thinking the same thing as she, the two of them leaning in but on opposite sides of each other's necks, placing the softest kisses along them... Granted, from the angle they were at, Cicilia was mainly only able to plant kisses along her shoulder her tendon more than the actual neck but that only encouraged her to put more into each kiss than her lover did. With each and every press of her lips, Cicilia added a nice bit of tongue, taking in her delicious flavor...

The boxer moaned quietly as Sayumi began to kiss along her collar, slowly forced back a step as she attempted to shove her back... Suddenly Cicilia would lean back pulling her lover with her before raising her foot to plant planting it hard on her Sayumi's chest. The boxer would roll backwards, kicking up with her leg as she attempted to throw her lover over her, using that momentum she was building against her. The boxer had been studying a little on her own whenever the two of them weren't training and she had started getting herself familiar with moves that one would use to take her out... One way to subdue a juggernaut was to use her momentum against her and Cicilia was getting familiar with those moves.

Her intended method of gaining ground worked a bit, though her girlfriend seemed to have a similiar idea in mind. She grunted, shining softly as she found herself struggling again. With each flick of Cicilia's tongue she shuddered, her chest heaving a bit as she panted. Her kisses slowed as she tried to focus on simply pushing her girlfriend back... which she did! So far in fact she fell... Pulling Sayumi with her. As her foot cause her in the cleavage, parting her breasts she was in shock that Cicilia was using a move she hadn't taught her that didn't involve her picking up someone and planting them on the ground. It was a strange mix of pride and panic as she was monkey flipped over Cicilia.

She hit the ground hard with a bounce, the momentum actually popping her up into a sitting position as she sat bent oddly, as if trying to touch her toes. She groaned softly. She couldn't help but wonder what other moves she had learned... for teaching purposes only. Sliding her hands up to her knees she sat herself up, slowly turning her head to look back at Cicilia.

Cicilia wasted no time getting to her feet, quite pleased with herself that she actually managed to pull that off. It was the first time she had used that move outside of training sessions and it worked! What were the odds? She didn't have time to calculate though as Sayumi's groans reached the boxer's ears, snapping her back into reality. Acting fast, she broke into a run as her lover contemplated that monkey-flip, jumping to tackle the lavender beauty from behind as she looked back at her. Cicilia would slip up behind her stunned Sayumi, getting to work on undoing that top of hers by fiddling around with the ties on the back. It was time to crank things up a notch, wasn't it? They had done far more lewd things to each other on stage after all.

Should succeed in her effort, the German would press herself tightly around her lover, wrapping her legs around her waist before taking an arm and wrapping it around her throat in another headlock She'd lean back and take her opponent with her, rubbing her chest against her lover's back as she lay atop her. Her other hand would quickly snake around her fondling her exposed breast with the utmost interest, but then slowly slipping down her torso with the lightest touch, eager to revisit that most special destination...