The Prize for A Star

It wasn’t a difficult task for Rachel to quickly undress in the locker rooms, she wasn’t terribly injured but her body sure felt those holds from earlier. Any of those could have been deadly for her and she was fortunate to find ways out of them, she turns her hips lightly but the ache shot forth. The model sighs, unclipping her belt her thumbs hooking under her top to slide down her frame and slender legs, stepping out of them to pick up with her toes and lay them across the bench to put away later.

Her mind filled immediately with Sakura, it felt...right to take this, it felt necessary and she couldn’t fight or maybe she didn’t want to. It was a mix of do or don’t, her guilt for taking advantage of such a sweet girl like her over kisses rubbed her the wrong way but deep down her devil told her it was fine, that she played her cards right. The devil made a good point but still it lingered, would she actually look forward to being in her home the two of them locked together in.. Okay! Getting a bit wild there, let’s tone it back.

She shakes away those thoughts for now, she opens up the locker, number 37, an odd choice for a locker considering her obsession with even numbers but it didn’t seem to matter right now. It’s cotents contains a pair of black shorts and a red and top, tonight wasn't exactly chilly so she didn’t really plan on wearing to much to the arena. Rachel pulls her top over her head first, pulling the shirt over her abdomen and down to her waist, the simple act of changing clothes brought a relieving sigh but she could only imagine what a hot shower would do. Next came her shorts, bending her knees in slightly to pull them up to her waist, she needed to hurry if she wanted to be ready in the lot for her prize...maybe that wasn’t the best thing to call her.

She tucked her wrestling attire, belt, and boots into her gym bag and slung it over her shoulder, passing through the door and heading down the hallway. She stopped at the television set up in the hall to catch a few glimpses of the next match, the roaring crowd watching intently and showing so much energy as both women went at it like mad dogs, not that she minded since she could be one of them at times. Still she needed to focus and continued down the hallway toward the exit to the crowded lot, competitors had their own lot so it didn’t get mixed up with the audience, her silver, 2017 Nissan Maixima Platinum sitting just up ahead and waiting for it’s owner to rev up that engine but she would wait for her fräulein, it would do to stand her up.

The soft and gentle breeze followed by a well lit night of the city, the view couldn’t be more perfect but a better one waited at home, she wondered what she should do first, a shower would be a good place to start. Maybe she should invite the cheerleader in with her, they both get what they want, perhaps more so since both couldn’t keep their eyes or lips off one another, oh, why did her impatience gnaw at her being?

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Sakura had somewhat less of an internal struggle as to what she thought was right, her worries more financial than her record. She was never the type to care overmuch whether she won or lost, seeing having fun as the most important objective! This was her job after all and she so did enjoy doing what she loved! The issue came with money... Losing folks, especially those that tap out like... right away didn't get paid all that much! She was already on a tight budget as it was and was no doubt going to get an earful from her parents after this... Really was the only downside to her giving up at all... As for the plus-sizes...

Lucky thought back on Rachel as she pulled her white dress-shirt shirt over, how sweet she tasted and how perfectly her lips matched hers. It was... magical really... Each of the kisses they shared felt like the softest, cuddliest vice-grips over her will she had ever felt, playing on her fetishes like a master pianist at his favored instrument. She was not yet aware she had been manipulated, that Rachel had deduced her critical weakness from the start, but even if she did, would it matter? Maybe...

She slipped on the rest of her clothes merrily, slipping on her grey slippers before practically rushing outside! She was so eager to spend time with this woman she had just met! The cheerleader had gotten such good vibes from her from friendly to sexy, to just an over-all lover of fun! She was also looking forward to that shower she was promised! Rachel had stated that they were going back to her place for it... Maybe she didn't want to inflict more anticipation on Lucky than she already had too! Perhaps she just didn't want to hang around here any longer! Whatever the reason, Sakura was more than sure it was simply something reasonable and everyday!

She stepped outside, mildly surprised to find the parking lot was pretty crowded. WELL! She'd have to scope out by face, not that she minded it! She got a good look at that cute mug while she was kissing it! The cheerleader found Rachel standing by a silver Nissan platinum, dressed in an outfit substantially less revealing than her wrestling attire. She would be a liar if Lucky didn't admit she was a little... disappointed by that...

"Racheeeel!" She cried, running right up to her and throwing herself into the taller woman's arms, pulling her into a tight hug. "I missed you already! Are ya ready to go back to your place? I am!"

She tucks her bangs behind her ear, she impatiently checked her phone for the time it had only been a minute she knew she needed to pace herself, breath, and relax. Her heart was beating wildly, like she had just ran a marathon. It was hard to really be neutral about what she wanted right now, was the cheerleader to blame, not really but if you asked her, she might’ve said yes.

She hadn’t even seen Sakura rushing towards until she heard the cry of her name and then the sudden jump into her arms. It honestly forced the model into a blushing fit as she held them close her frame pressed so much into her own, their bread flattening against each other. She smiles as she leaned in to peck their lips, it seemed they couldn’t hide their desires either, which was fine, welcomed even.

Heading that she missed her was very...warming. It was evident she had a hold over them, the effects of her spell still controlling the happy, go lucky girl. ”I missed you too, my apartment isn’t too far from here so it’s just a short drive.” she explains, the need to apologize for what she had done in the big, slipped away with the thoughts of the other taking over.

If she weren’t a classy lady, she more than likely would’ve stayed just a bit longer, indulging herself in Lucky’s lips but that rose some problems that she wasn’t keen on dealing with.

Sakura giggled as she felt their breasts mash up against one another through their clothing, the cheer-leader leaning up to deliver upon Rachel a soft kiss, one that the model reciprocated happily! They locked lips for but a second and Lucky craved something much longer but the german pulled away before they could get into it, remarking that she had missed her too! She blushed a little at that, both their faces on fire at the other's show of affection. She snicked lightly, waving a hand near her face as if to blow off the imaginary steam that was eminating from her cheeks.

"Hehe! You certainly know how to make a girl feel welcome!" She observed with a wide smile, leaning up again, this time to place a soft kiss on her cheek. T'was a little "thank-you" ahead of time, for all the good memories they were going to make before the day was over. Rachel remarked that her place was only a little ways from here and that the drive wouldn't be too far! GOOD, because she NEEDED a shower! Her clothes were starting to stick to her and her skin was getting all sticky and uncomfortable.

"Anytime you're ready, cutie!" She flirted casually, sticking her tongue out playfully. "Let-sa go!"

Without any invitation or request to do so, Sakura would open the side door to the model's car, and plop herself down in the shot-gun seat! She always did love riding shotgun... She did it every chance she got! Felt... adult. That little peck they shared left Sakura craving so many more kisses, but maybe that was by design. Rachel was a smart cookie with the looks of an angel! Well, maybe a dark/fallen angel with that tanned complexion and long onyx hair, but she retained her divinity to be sure! She couldn't wait to cuddle up in her lap and kiss the lips off her...

And secretly... this night could very well provide inspiration for her manga! She was hoping!

Both were blushing messes, frames pressed together, lipsnlocked for the fourth or fifth time tonight. She definitely felt like getting into it with kisses but that display of affection was no one’s business but her own and of course Licky’s.

With the pull away Lucky would fan herself, their comment sparking a giggle from Rachel who honestly found it genuinely charming and cute. ”Oh stop it, you’re making me embarrassed. Es wird heißer bald sein.” She’d remark, her tanned complextionate hand, rubs over their cheek, pecking them one final time before the cheerleader declared she was ready.

Rachel honestly didn’t mind their hastiness, she could feel the sweat on their skin and in her own so she was honestly prepared for a shower, she’d have to get her seats clean later, sweat wasn’t a scent she really enjoyed in her veichle.

Rounding the other side to the drivers seat, she’d open the door and slip in effortlessly, she pulls the keys from her gym bag and sets it in the back seat. Her key slides into the ignition and she cranks up the engine, lightly tapping the gas to show off per say. Pulling out of the parking lot she’d take a right, her gaze shifting toward Sakura then back, her fingers running up the dash to tap the radio to fill the car with sound.

”You can pick a station if you’d like, it’ll be about ten minutes before we get there, unless you want to talk.” The model was very composed even with the thoughts of what the two of them would be doing tonight, possibly taking a shower together, her hands all over the buxom body, their hands over his. Lips locked in fierce combat while they both get lost in each other, wow, she must really need this to be thinking that vividly.

And so they were off! They drove relatively quietly, Lucky fiddling with the car stereo all the while. For the life of her, she couldn't find a single vaguely romantic song on the dang radio, apparently such things weren't popular on the infinite stations Rachel's fancy car could tap into! Why romantic? Why not? It was a nice genre if Sakura could say so herself, and besides, she was already thinking of the plot to her latest manga! She sat back in her seat, eyes closed, almost as if she were asleep as her mind raced. She pictured a scene very much like this one, though with a significantly more high-fantasy element. The protagonists sit together much like this, one of them slowly beginning to drift off, her head leaning against her partner's shoulder...

She smiled softly as her green eyes fluttered open... only to see that her body had mirrored the image she had pictured! Her head rested lightly against the german's arm, the corner of her lips lightly pressed against the girl's limb! A heavy blush washed over cheeks, but she wouldn't move from her spot, finding it quite comfortable resting where she did... Sakura let out a soft purr as she rubbed her cheek against Rachel's arm, waiting until their ride came to an end...

Sakura must’ve been discouraged to not find anything of her particular interest on the radio, she found a few herself that were nice, a smooth beattgat she could dance to on her down time but she didn’t find it appealing. It didn’t matter anyhow she supposed, she could play whatever she wanted when Thebes two were home, and that wasn’t too far off.

As she pulled up to the red light, she felt something or someone slump along her arm, nuzzling and soft purring coming from the source: the cheerleader. It was cute, the whole scene seemed one she had envisioned or perhaps she had seen this in a movie, either way she enjoyed their comfortableness, her hand shaking upward to cup their cheek.

She smiles softly, the light turning green. ”We’re almost there.” she assures, her arm dropping back down to the center console before she turn left into her apartments parking lot. The building stood tall, it was nice to finally be home, nothing like the confines of one’s abode to really get one situated. She stops the car and places it in park before unbuckling herself and steps one foot out before tapping Sakura for release signaling that they had arrived. She’d fully step out, grabbing her gym bag from the back seat and await them as she crossed to the front of her veichle, the moment Sakura was close enough, Rachel would take their hand, their fingers interlocking together as she’d pull her into the building.

Once inside, she’d slip past the front desk, there wasn’t any reason to speak to anyone else other than the girl she had behind her. The elevator was in sight, her index finger reaching to press the up arrow to ascend, the ding of the doors opening to them was a nice sound. Maybe her own impatience was bubbling up but she pulls Sakura in, her finger pressing the 16th floor button. ”Zeit, mein Todfeind, I guess I’ll have to wait just a bit longer for you.” she teases, her hand reaching up to cup their cheek a second time, placing a kiss on their lips to satisfy her own want but hopefully theirs as well.

After what seemed like an eternity the elevator reached her floor, the one thing she liked about this building was that there were hardly any people on it, the doors to others apartments were far from one another due to the space inside and to give everyone that much comfortability in the building. Her number was two, just right in front of the elevator. With a slight giggle she guides them to the door, her key slipping into the lock and with a turn the door practically swings open.

The model allowed her guest in first, it seemed only appropriate but their were other motives behind it too, the moment Sakura would step in, the second that she’d close the door behind them, her arms would ensnare her hips, her frame pressing against the girl. In the moment she had the huntress and the cheerleader her prey, she’d sneak in kisses at their throat, a soft breath of warm air runs over her kiss marks.Would you care to join me in a shower, fräulein? I’d like some company plus it would help us both if we didn’t waste time taking showers separately.” her left hand snakes up their frame, her fingers rubbing across their collarbone and up to their jawline, taking full advantage to settle in her touch.

"Okay!" She responded cheerfully, her cheeks burning ever so softly as she felt a familiar hand cup one... She sighed, content as she lay against the German panzer... right up until the ride had came to an end! Once they had made it to the parking lot, the two of them slipped out of the car and made their way inside the apartment... but not before Sakura took Rachel's hand in her own, looking up at the taller woman and smiling brightly! Once they made their way inside, Lucky walked along side the German, waving at the other people waiting around in the foyer or talking to the receptionist! Heya people she didn't know! She didn't have much time to wish them well, however as her german companion wasted to time taking them both into the elevator and pushing the button to one of the floors, the doors finally closing and leaving them alone...

Sakura looked up at Rachel... Rachel looked down at her... In that moment, the two of them seemed to understand what the other was thinking... She reached with both hands to cup the woman's cheeks while she reached down with one of her own, the two of them pulling one another into a long, slow kiss...

"Mmm... Is that right...?" She giggled softly, her emerald eyes glowing warmly up at the taller woman before pulling her into yet another kiss, this one lasting right up until the doors to the elevator opened, revealing them to... nobody! The hallway leading into their chosen floor was empty, not that it mattered to Sakura! This wasn't something she was ashamed of at all! After all, who would ever be ashamed of something they liked so much? Rachel lead her to her apartment room, unlocking the door and coaxed her inside! Of course, not wanting to be rude, Lucky stepped in first, looking all around to see what she could see! It looked a lot like her room... if a little bit bigger... and with a lot less stuffed animals and other fuzzy things...

Before she could move in further, Sakura was suddenly accosted from behind, arms snaking around her hips and lips coming from out of nowhere, making quite sensual moves along her neck! The cheerleader froze... then melted all in a matter of a few seconds, her light tan-complexion flashing a deep red the instant the first kiss graced her skin...

"R-Raaaaaacheeeeeel!" She whined softly, attempting to pull away.... but not all that hard... maybe just a little bit... maybe not at all... It was hard to tell because she wasn't going anywhere. What her companion said next snapped Sakura's eyes wide, her gaze flicking back to the woman who so perfectly suckled on her neck, she who asked her to join her in the shower... Her heartrate skyrocketed to new levels as she stared in shock at how BOLD Rachel was... and how unexpected too!

"I... I... I... uh..." Sakura stuttered, at a complete loss! She had bathed with her siblings before... when they were little, but not with other women! Not with somebody she'd kissed so much before! She thought they were just here for the kisses and fun stuff like games, T.V. and all, not sharing showers! "...I... uhm... O-okay...?" She responded, practically shivering, not least due to the oh-so delicious kisses assaulting her tender neck... She was so nervous... Sakura had seen romantic movies! She knew what happened when two people get into a shower together! The question was... was she ready for it...? OOOOOH! She wanted to try it! She couldn't deny it! B....but what if she messed it all up...?

Their jittery stature in her arms made things are the more interesting, her mind could only picture a shy rabbit while she, the snake. It was obvious the cheerleader was nervous, perhaps Rachel was being a bit too forward but that didn’t seem like an issue, she felt that her partners always appreciated that fact since most strained to even make the first move.

Her lips continued to peck and mark their way down her tender neck. Plush lips pressing and moving with each passing minute, the model was determined to make the woman melt in her arms, a sure sign that she was doing something right. The stuttering was a good motivator.

She gives herself a brief moment to drop her gym bag by her aligned row of shoes by her door, she takes a few steps to bring Sakura into her side living room. The area was massive with a leather couch and a huge television against the wall, the room was decorated with sheleves, books, and other decorations and foliage to compliment other pieces in her abode.

Rachel was intent on guiding Sakura to her shower just like this, but by bit until they were in her bathroom just down the hall on her left. Her hands were quick to make things a little easier, well for her anyway. shcwip her left hands fingers curl under the bottom of their vest; pulling it up to hunt at the button up underneath. With her frame lressedso tightly against her that would be an issue of removal, maybe when they got to the bathroom she’d take the time to remove it but she wanted something else. Her hand works it’s way up her stomavh, pressing up their breast, a hint of wonderment and arousal fills her being. ”Are these natural? They’re huge. I bet everyone can’t look away from these huge knockers can they?” That's what she heard an old acquaintance call them anyhow, with their size and fullness, she bet someone could and would get knocked out by them.

The bathroom was so close, Rachel had managed to hold back that primal desire to make it this far without going full blow dominatrix yet, so that’s a plus.

Sakura couldn't help but moan softly as Rachel pressed on with her attack on her neck, her pecks evolving to full on kisses as she slowly and gently pushed her deeper into her apartment. She could only see through heavily lidded eyes some of what constituted her place: a nice leather couch, bookcases filled with books and maybe, if she could see them, the spines of said books could potentially reveal the dirty novels her german companion had been reading to give her ideas like this! She could see it now... What waited within the covers of those books weren't for the faint of heart!

And faint Lucky was steadily getting! Those kisses... those wonderful kisses sent bolts of electricity through her that went RIGHT into her nethers, turning her on like only one other person else had! If that wasn't bad enough (or good enough as the situation may have been), it wasn't much longer she'd start to feel Rachel's probing hand slipping under her vest and completely shamelessly grabbing at her breast! Luckily, there was another shirt in the way, a thin layer of fabric that covered her torso, but that didn't make her blush any softer! In fact, it was like most of the blood in her body went to her face with how much it let up, her body temperature sky-rocketing at the soft fondling of the woman behind her! When they first shared their kisses in the arena, she had thought that she was bold... eager even... but not this much! She wasn't ready for this!

"Unnnnnnnh!" She mumbled, shivering and shaking with each individual fondle, her eyes clenching shut as she forced herself to remain as calm as possible under these circumstances! Rachel wasn't even NEARLY finished as she remarked at the size of the boobs she cradled, musing that it was a wonder how anyone could take their eyes from them! One eye barely peeking open, Lucky glanced back at her captor, her face a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. Her mouth was turned down in a small frown but her eyes were alight with excitement As for her cheeks... they were just alight.

"W...wh.... what....?" Sakura barely stuttered out as they slipped into the bathroom, Lucky still held hostage by the larger woman. "...I... I... R-Rachel..." She whispered, a hand drifting up to where one cradled her breast, placing a hand upon it was well... letting her know she had her approval.