Apartment Match: Shizuku Yatori vs Mina Mistletoe

"Mmm," Yatori huffingly approved. Mina's initial surge had pushed her back a couple of steps. "You seem genki enough... ike..."

Locking eyes with Mina's, the smiling Yatori will stand her ground and try to force Mina's arms downwards, then backwards, to strain Mina's shoulders and. Puffs of air from her lips will wash over Mina's lips as her move pushed her bust into Mina's bosom, Yatori's rising breasts practically bare naked, the lingerie cladding them so thin and soft and revealing.

"Uuungh..." Mina grunted as Yatori began to slowly push her back, putting some strain on her arms as Yatori forced them down. Gritting her teeth, she tried to wrap on of her legs around Yatori's to trip her down, while at the same time pressing forward with her shoulder slightly...

Yatori, involved with the test of strength, was surprised by Mina's leg snaking around her left leg. Before she could respond, Mina had taken her down to the futon.

"Oof!" she grunted. Yatori will try to pull her hands out of Mina's and go for a face smother, pulling Mina's head into her breasts, while attempting to hook her free right leg around its opposite number to hold Mina down.

"Ummmmm!" Mina managed to muffle as her face found itself buried into Yatori's breasts. She squirmed against her opponent, rubbing her body against Yatori's in the process as she tried to escape. She felt Yatori hooking her right leg against hers, pinning it down. Gasping for breath, Mina reached both of her hands up to Yatori's face and began to push back hard on her chin, aiming to force her head back and put pressure on her neck.

In control for the moment, Yatori murmured appreciatively as Mina's lush front rubbed against hers. Then she exclaimed as her friend pushed her chin back hard. "Ack!" she grunted through clenched teeth, her head forced back and her neck straining.

Releasing her smother, Yatori grabbed at Mina's wrists and began pushing them away from her chin to one where their hands extended over their heads. Soon as her head was free, Ya-chan would then impishly plant a gentle kiss on Mina's forehead, followed by, "Hey, not so rough, Mina-chan..."

"S-sorry, Yatori-san," Mina mumbled as she tried to match her opponent, grunting as she tried to pry their arms sideways. She struggled against Yatori, her body rubbing against hers as she tried to roll her opponent over.

"All is forgiven," Yatori chuckled back, even as Mina succeeded in prying her arms sideways. Her legs being locked with Mina's prevented her from being turned over, so she decided she could safely enjoy the feel of Mina's lush front rubbing against her for the moment.

"Oh, I can't wait to get your clothes and mine off," Ya-chan giggled as she made to move their locked arms down to their sides for a stalemate.

Mina smiled back at Yatori. "Good things happen to those who wait, Yatori-san," she replied. And witha grunt, she began pushing back against Yatori's arms, gritting her teeth as she tried to pull them both behind Yatori's back.

"Unf," Yatori grunted as Mina forced her arms beneath her, straining her shoulders and arms quite effectively. "Nice..." she murmured. "I didn't know we could do test-of-strength on the mat..."

While trying to push back Mina, Yatori will also attempt to disengage her legs from Mina's, and lock them around the green-haired girl's waist for a scissors.

Mina gasped as she felt Yatori's slender legs squeeze around her waist in a powerful vice grip. Panting for breath, Mina tried to get back up into a kneeling position, releasing Yatori's arms so that she could try to pry the Mafiosi's legs off. The Christmas Catgirl was beginning to perspire, beads of sweat showing up on her fair skin.