Sakura Hagiwara vs Elena Miyazawa

In the midst of their oily grapple, Sakura's roll up pinfall attempt only reached a near two fall before Elena countered with a surprise roll up of her own. Just like Sakura's attempt, it only got to a near two fall before Hagiwara would thrust her legs up and bring a shoulder up to break the pin. This time, however, the two would separate and get some distance between each other whilst Hagiwara acknowledge the close falls between the two.

Just like a hungry lioness, both ladies would slowly crawl towards each other whilst on their hands and knees. When they were in grappling distance, both of them had the same idea and threw themselves at each other. Both of their oil slicked bodies collided in a loud CLAP and the two grappled once more. Hagiwara and Elena wrapped their arms around each other, doing their best to muster up a firm grip in the bearhug.

What ended up happening was their arms sloppily slipping and sliding against each others frame, their breasts grinding against each other causing their tops to awkwardly twist from their original positions to expose their breasts.

"Hrrnnghh! D-do you give up? Waaah~" Hagiwara would squeal, when realizing the situation the two were in.

"H....huh....!?" Elena growled, her oiled up body slipping, sliding, mashing and grinding against Sakura's as they struggled for dominance, Her arms unable to put on the squeeze enough to obtain a solid grip! It was like trying to strangle a slick bar of soap, her rival's body simply lathered to the point of having remotely ANY friction whatsoever! "Y...you think I'm going to quit NOW? Get real, Sakura!" Just then, Elena would pull back for a second, shocked by the sudden and seemingly unprompted scream her opponent rang out! Glancing down to catch sight of what might've prompted it... And there it was, those bare breasts, pointed nipples free of their bounds. Elena's tanner complexion ground against Sakura's more pale, shocks of sensation flashing down Elena's nerves as their bare breasts mashed together....

Elena herself was holding back a noise too, biting her lower lip to keep in a soft moan of pleasure, to prevent it from giving away what she was truly feeling. It might've been her imagination, but Sakura almost looked to be... enjoying this as much as Elena was... the proof being in her scream. She might've just been projecting but... Was that a bit of excitement she heard...? They had wrestled before in conditions such as these, in mud, oil... and even being packed into a boiling-hot bath to test their endurance...

...And she hadn't made such a noise before...

...Ugh... Was she blushing harder...? It felt like her face was on FIRE right now! Still... As... nice... as it felt, Elena was here to fight! She wasn't going to let Sakura control this battle! With her friend seemingly distracted, the red-headed wrestler would PUSH with ALL her MIGHT into Sakura, aiming to throw her on her back and down into the oily floor below, abandoning her bearhug! If she succeeded... Elena's knees would slip out from under her, the oil being JUST as unforgiving to Elena as it was to Sakura!

"Yaaah~!" Elena would squeal, falling FACE-FIRST into Sakura's now bare cleavage... Elena... stunned and disoriented!

Waves of confusion ran through Hagiwara's brain at the moment. She couldn't understand whether the pain from the bearhug submission was worse or that strange tingly sensual sensation that she was feeling from the hot grinding of their bare breasts. Still, their words were not that of lovers but that of rivals and the spirit of competition was the only thing that was keeping Sakura's head in the game.

Elena would not give up, she had made her intentions known that she wanted to be better than Hagiwara whereas Hagiwara promised to be the best. The raw test of strength in the dual bearhug took its toll on both ladies but Elena was the first to switch things up, abandoning her bearhug to push Hagiwara down to the oily mats.

"Ah~ Not so fast Elena-chan" Hagiwara would retort as she fell down on her back with Elena landing right on top, her face buried in Sakura's breasts. With that golden chance, Sakura would wrap her arms around Elena's head while her legs wrapped around Elena's waist for a body scissor. Hagiwara would grit her teeth and squeeze with all her might, pushing her rivals face deep into her oily breasts while her legs would squeeze as hard as she could.

Their bodies would hump into each other as Sakura looked to gain a firm grip. "Hah...hah....give it up" she moaned.

Elena would quickly try to retract her face from between her friend's breasts but Sakura seemingly wasn't all that humble when it came to exploiting such an opportunity! With her legs wrapping around the red-headed fighter's hips and her arms around her head, Hagiwara would pin the former Berserker's face into her cleavage, limiting the amount of air Elena had to work with... and making her heart-rate SKYROCKET all at the same time! Her friend might've even been able to feel the burn arching across Elena's face, the heat flaring over her cheeks and nose as she grunted and gasped, her body grinding intensely against her own as she struggled for freedom! Her head would pull inches out from Sakura's buxom breasts... only for it to be JERKED back inside with a wet-SLAP, Sakura's soft moaning not at all helping Elena keep her cool!

Not only did her chest press hard into her one true rival's belly, but their sexes mashed together virtually uninhibited, only a thin veil of cloth separating them as the two girls struggled together in, what no doubt appeared to be, a sexually charged tussle! Not only was the Blue Panther struggling physically... but she was fighting with herself, these compulsions, emotions that were burning in her stomach! It was as if some ghost was struggling for control of her body, as if she were fighting some kind of foreign entity that wanted nothing more than to make those sounds louder... more intense and meaningful, a lustful demon that craved the body of Sakura...

...God, it was so STRANGE! WEIRD! Elena never... EVER thought of herself as... that way once in her life! She had boyfriends before back in her early Idol days, boyfriends that were nice guys... but something about them simply didn't jive with her. Could it be that... they were guys???? Elena grappled with herself as much as she grappled with Sakura, her body slipping and sliding all against hers, unable to gain a firm grip on each other....

But why now!? She wondered, planting her hands on the floor beside either side of Sakura's face, PUSHING up against her rival's pull enough... so that she could see her. What about all this made her feel this way now, of all times!? Elena and Sakura have been friends for about as long as she could remember, always doing everything together, Sakura always casting a shadow that seemed to encompass her. Elena always looked up to Sakura, respected her, was even jealous of her... could it be that there was more there....? That beneath all that, there was yet another layer...?

As if wrestling control from Elena, her eyes began to wander that full, voluptuous shape, that pale skin, those full lips, those determined, perhaps even lustful eyes as she moaned out a demand for submission. Elena's heart throbbed in her chest, her lungs gasping for breath more from shock than exertion, her straining muscles beginning to loosen as her nerves were gradually rushed with  a primal feeling, a sensation of desire harsher than what one might call "love." Elena craved Sakura like one might crave a snack, a game, a desire. Her blue eyes locked onto Sakura's and like that... Elena's mental restraints cracked, unable to resist that she had been for long time.

As if mirroring her mental resistance, her arms gave way too, Elena's face falling not back into Sakura's chest... but onto her lips! Elena's eyes would shoot wide as her lips locked with Sakura's, a kiss that had been brought into being as if the universe had demanded it.

Most of the ladies in Berserk and in AFW always did encourage Sakura to use her "assets" in a wrestling match to her advantage. She had a generous amount of curves in that department but she never really was the type of use them. However, in this type of match type and with this opportunity, she figured she would take that advice and go for a breast smother.

It proved useful as well, at first at least. Hagiwara's arms would tightly wrap around her rivals head as she was forced her friends face deep into her exposed, oily chest. Her legs would constrict the body of the Blue Panther to make the move all the more deadly.

Elena's struggles did grant her brief freedom before Hagiwara shoved her face back into her cleavage. The raven haired wrestler demanded that Elena gave up but it never came. Instead, she felt a strange tingly feeling that she never felt before. Maybe it was the breath of Elena breathing against her chest, maybe it was the fact that her friends face was nuzzling against her bosom or maybe that their crotches were grinding together in a rather suggestive manner.

Hagiwara felt the heat and suddenly, the warmth skyrocketed when Elena's head slipped free from the pillowy prison and would fall on top of Sakura's face, more specifically her lips. "Hrnmgh?! Mmmmmm" Hagiwara moaned in pleasure, her legs around her opponent's waist relaxed and so did her arms. Now, they were more hugging and snuggling in the kiss as they humped each other.

Sakura's eyes were shut tight, she had forgotten about the match.

It was amazing how quickly the world slipped away when two people kissed, how all the inhibitions, discomfort and even shame seemed to disappear. Elena tensed up just as much as Sakura did, the two women staring in shock at one another as Elena's lips locked with Sakura's, their muscles tensing, a cold sweat breaking out across the former panther's skin... But just as quickly, her eyes would flutter shut, her form would relax as if melting away a crushing frost that had froze her from the inside, Elena relaxing into her rival, her best friend as they suckled and kissed, Sakura returning her kiss in kind! The Berserker's grip on one another loosened substantially, Sakura's legs falling off Elena's hips, Elena's hands relaxing against Sakura's shoulders! The two girls cradled one another in the oil, Elena pressing down upon her oiled-up rival, her breasts grinding hotly into Sakura's and hers back as they kissed and kissed... the match seeming to have lost all meaning?

How could it have ANY? Why did it even matter to begin with...? God could descend from the heavens at this very moment and not even he could take this moment away from Elena... In this period of intimacy, the orange-haired wrestler realized that these feeling she'd been having for Sakura...? They weren't just something new... No, she didn't want to admit it to herself but her respect and affection for Sakura went all the way back... from the day they met. At first, it was only a passing attraction but quickly, they became friends... and even faster, Elena fell for her... Nothing like this could be said, no confession could possibly be worded! How could you tell another girl you liked them!? It wasn't the same when it was with a guy! ...A-and besides... that wasn't exactly totally normal in Japan either! AFW was a pretty BIG outlier and.... and...

These thoughts were lost in the collective moans of Elena and Sakura as they held each other close, their lips softly pecking, suckling and pressing into one another, Elena gently falling off to the side of Sakura, still cradling her close! Her body BURNED with attraction and she could feel Sakura's did as well, their slick, oily forms slipping over one another as Elena wrapped her arms around Sakura, one cradling around her hips, the other gently resting on the back of her head, fingers trailing through that long, black hair! Elena cradled her friend... rival... (and something more...?) in her arms as they kissed and kissed, Elena growing more excited, bold with her kisses as she pressed a little harder into Sakura!

"MMmmmmmh....~" Elena moaned back, cradling her partner close, their barely clothed sexes grinding intensely into one another! "MMmmmm...~"

This was not happening. Elena was her best friend, Hagiwara had never thought of Elena of anything more than that. Then Sakura would think hard on it, even though her thoughts were being distracted by all that passionate kissing and grinding she was doing against Elena, why was it she was the most concerned about her well-being against Rio? Why was she the one who wanted to desperately help her when she became the Blue Panther to go against Hagiwara and Berserk.

Maybe she did like Elena but never gave much thought about it. Whatever the case was, whether the two were in the right or wrong of engaging in such intimacy in the middle of the match, right now nothing mattered as the two would suck and press on each others succulent lips.

Their hands wold wrap around each others bodies, pressing each other tight and almost humping each other. Hagiwara blushed massively when Elena took control, gently brushing her hair whilst kissing her harder.

Both ladies moaned in the kiss and all of a sudden, Hagiwara's eyes would widen and she would gasp out at the fact that they were still in the match. "Mmmmm?! Elena-chan....we....we are still in a match" she mumbled in the kiss.

Elena's loss at the lips of of friend and rival was disrupted as the consistency of their smooches were! Sakura attempted to mumble something as they kissed, words that were lost in Elena's mind... at least for the few seconds after she heard them! However, much like how embers fall into dry, ancient kindling, understanding would begin to burn inside of her mind, her blissful ignorance fading away as she realized JUST what was going on! Elena's eyes would snap WIDE with shock her cheeks beginning to FLARE with an unnatural amount of pigment, her body beginning to tremble in her friend's arms! She became distinctly aware of how their buxom shapes mashed against one another, how their breasts and hips were ground so very deeply together, how her skin tingled intensely wherever it touched her rival's!

Elena was at a lost for words... Unable to speak or even think them as raw emotions flashed over her! Even they were a near incomprehensible whirlwind, unable to pick out what was stronger, what was right and what was wrong... the woman only barely managing to keep her gaze on Sakura... the gaze of the audience almost a magnet to her own. She couldn't... She did... what in... Shame washed over the rest of her befuddling emotions like a wave and with it, came the searing blazes of anger! Outrage! Not at anyone in particular... certainly not Sakura! In fact... the longer she stared at her... the more her heart began to melt...

She just... made out with Sakura... in front of a CROWD! What the hell even WAS that!? How... What... DID SOMEONE DRUG HER DRINK WITH AN APHRODISIAC OR SOMETHING!? Very quickly Elena PULLED herself out of her friend's grasp, quickly turning away. How could she have done something so... so... so WEIRD in front of THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE!? This would follow her forever, wouldn't it...? She wouldn't be able to scrub her name clean of this incident... Elena knew from her days as an Idol that there were TONS of perverts and weirdos in an audience such as this that would just love to send "fan-mail" her way! All they needed was a good reason... And she had given it to them! And what of earning respect among her fellow wrestlers!? Real, genuine, HONEST wrestlers who fought battles like this for a living on the weekly, perhaps even daily! How could she even look them in the eye knowing that she had done something... like this!?

...And What of Sakura...? What did she think...? Elena couldn't bare to imagine... But she couldn't help it... The memory of their lips touching, kissing, pressing together mutually flashed through Elena's mind... the former panther knowing that, at least on a primal level... Sakura did want her.... But is that what she desired? Did Elena force it on her!? What did she feel about any of this!? She... She couldn't... Sakura....

...Elena would climb to her feel, her fears and doubts being shoved DEEP into the pits of her stomach. Her bashful, anxious expression would be covered like a mask, a Blue-Panther mask of stoicism that would protect her from the world. Elena would turn to face her opponent, her once blazing, passionate blue emeralds having hardened into a cold determination. Elena hid behind her drive, her rivalry just as she had done before. Unlike before... this wasn't about a feeling of inadequacy... but shame... fear of what this could mean for her. She didn't want to feel it... She didn't want to know just how mortally wounded she had become. And so, Elena would raise her arms in an aggressive stance, her expression one of a cold, analytical frown. Elena pushed everything aside in her mind... so that, for the moment at least, she wouldn't have to suffer it.

Despite the fact that the two had just kissed in front of a live crowd whilst in a rubber match of some sorts between two rivals, it wasn't the worst of feelings that Sakura had felt. Sure, Hagiwara had no idea that the friendship she had with Elena could ever turn into something more but it was simply because she had never outright thought of such a possibility happening.

It wasn't until the kiss, that she even contemplated that such a relationship was even in the realm of possibilities. It wasn't even like this was forced, after all Sakura was in this as much as Elena was and neither woman really showed any urgency to pull away from the kiss. Only after hearing the shock of the crowd from their actions, did Hagiwara start to remind Elena that they were in a match.

That reminder seemed to startled Elena who quickly backed up and brought her arms up in a ready stance, that look on her face was now more serious and cold. Sakura was astonished at how quickly she pulled that poker face as if nothing happened.

The raven haired idol, still blushing and flustered due to the kiss attempted to do the same and brought her arms up and began to move towards Elena, looking to feign in a lock up but would instead attempt to slip behind her rival/friend/crush and wrap her arms around the waist. If successful, Hagiwara would attempt a german suplex to slam Elena down on her back.

Elena and Sakura would face one another, two divas prepared to fight one another seriously for the first time in what felt like forever. Still brushing off the light-headedness imbedded in her from that kiss she had gotten... that angelic, wonderful kiss... Elena would stand before Sakura, hands raised, ready to fight, her chest bare and bouncing, glistening in the oil that covered them! She didn't want to think about what had just happened right now or what everyone around her just saw. She didn't want to imagine the thoughts going through the heads of the audience... or even her closest friend fore, if these images had even BEGUN to touch her mind, she might find herself shutting down completely! Even her own thoughts were muted and pushed to the background, her desire to hold Sakura in her arms... to kiss her again...

...ALL OF THAT, pushed as far back in her mind as possible.

...They had a battle to fight.

Still blushing deeply, Elena would approach Sakura arms extended, intent to link up with her... but before they could even connect, Sakura would suddenly SLIP around her, the oil coating them both making it possible for her to both STAY close and swirve around Elena's body all at the same time! The softest of moans would escape her lips as her fellow idol's breasts MASHED against her back and her body, nearly completely bare, pressed into hers, their forms pressing together so completely, it was almost as if they were made to fit together! An image flashed before the eyes of the blue panther... a picture of the two of them in bed, Elena's back pressed into Sakura's chest, the two spooning as Sakura's hands slipped across her waist...

...But that image would quickly fall to pieces as it inverted on it's axis, Elena suddenly CRASHING DOWN on hr back as Sakura SLAMMED her into the slippery floor of the ring in a German Suplex... or rather, landed on hr shoulder as her own slickness redirected the force!

"NNNGAH!" Elena cried out in pain, falling hard over on her front, clutching her wounded shoulder tightly, pressing her forehead into the floor....