Laser Room match: GOLDFINGER vs. Julie

“…Ta da da…“
Nodding enthusiastically, the golden lady would sing along with the theme song of the movie instead of a conventional answer. Noticing the alluring body of her opponent that was now revealed for the world and much more importantly for her to see, her non-golden tongue streaked a little bit over her lips as if she was not sure how to proceed.

It would have probably been easy to exploit Julie right now as she was obviously still a little bit confused and taken on the wrong foot, but where would be the fun in that? So instead of keeping her pinned and coiled up in her embrace, she would let go and lift up her upper body so that the other girl could watch what she would get in the unlikely case that she could overpower GOLDFINGER before sitting in a broad legged crouch on the bed beside Julie.
“Ready when you are, dear Julie.“

Julie was still mesmerized of what she was seeing, and the true form of her opponent in front of her was rather slow to sink in. Having a bed wrestling match for the first time in AFW was a lot to take already on its own, but to have it against such a peculiar opponent... At the same time the Spunky Irish was afraid, but deep inside excited as well!

GOLDFINGER was all ready to go apparently though, and Julie slowly got up to mimick her stance to confront her. She didn't feel exactly ready for the tussle yet...but then again, she probably would never feel so! The only chance was just to start off, and see what she could do... Raising her arms up, the Irish redhead was expecting for her Golden opponent to lock her hands against her own for the battle to start.

"I'm ready.... So... Are you ... like a .... supervillain?"

“A supervillain? I take what I want from whoever I want, so yes. I guess I am a supervillain. But fear not, dear Julie. You are my hostage from now on, and a happy hostage is a timid hostage.“
GOLDFINGER stretched a little bit and let her shoulders make a little round around their own axis while she monologued a little with glittering eyes that were taxing her opponent. Not necessarily to see where to get her best, but which part she wanted to explore first.

Except for her physical size, she did not look very menacing at the moment, but the predator in her wanted to finally overwhelm and dominate Julie right here and now so she would interwind her fingers with the fingers of Julie before surging forward with her upper body so that her breasts could collide with force against the counterparts of the redhead.

Julie didn't know what to think. Granted, her question had probably been a little weird, and even a bit funny one, but it really suited the occasion, and reflected the mesmerized thoughts that the redhead was having. GOLDFINGER was by far not an ordinary opponent, and Julie was indeed getting some villainous vibes off of her...

Partly, it was exciting. Secretly, Julie loved roleplaying quite a lot, and being faced with a supervillain was making her increasingly eager about the battle. Then again, she hadn't prepared herself for it at all. If she was supposed to be a brave heroine set against the villain now, she surely would have wanted to prepare a little better - at least to pick another outfit! But then again, this was a bed wrestling match, something that wasn't all that suitable for a heroine to be in the first place...

The other part that the Golden woman said was making Julie actually quite unease. Being called a "hostage" was guaranteed to bring blush onto the girl's face, especially as GOLDFINGER seemed to be noticing Julie's hesitation and her slight timidness. Hostage was not a word that would have been appropriate for a heroine, but rather for a helpless victim. It made Julie even more hesitant over her chances in this battle, and soon enough images of getting bound and gagged were filling up her head... And the worst part was that the Spunky Irish was unsure whether those images were being more of a reason to worry, or a reason to be secretly excited of.

In any case, Julie tried to push herself against GOLDFINGER the best she could. But it wasn't going very well. As soon as her foe began surging forward, she could feel their brests smashing together, and her back steadily bending towards the mattress. Despite her best effort, it was obvious that the supervillain was much stronger than her opponent.

The situation went right up her giant bloated ego. The gold skinned woman was pressing herself against Julie who seemed so impressed from her golden clad breasts that she slowly but surely gave ground and found herself bended upward with GOLDFINGER holding her down until her hands would press the hands of Julie against the soft mattress and she was looming over her like a benevolent supporter that only meant well for her.

Softly liking her lips, she would try to keep Julie exactly in that place, bended over but still not in a too uncomfortable position so that she could come closer and press her lips against the lips of Julie in a soft yet unyielding kiss, her golden lensed eyes looking down on the eyes of Julie with a dare to open her mouth already.

Julie was trying her best with holding her own against her mysterious opponent, but it wasn't going very well for her. Slowly but surely her wrists became pinned against the mattress, and the mightier form of GOLDFINGER loomed increasingly ominously over her, practically covering the body of the smaller Irish girl beneath her. For Julie, by now it was more than evident that she wasn't going to be the front runner in this tussle...

But she wasn't going to go down without a fight!

The Spunky Irish soon realized, that the supervillain was looking to press her lips against her own. And at first it was quite startling... Should she just surrender herself into the kiss? Well, no! She couldn't just become a helpless victim! Instead, the Irish girl suddenly began squrming, tring to jolt and yank her body around to gain some more leverage, hoping to get herself at least a bit more freedom while being pinned rather overwhelmingly beneath GOLDFINGER's body.

Julie was not defeated from the get go and not overwhelmed by her presence alone. Although that had all the potential to be quite annoying for her, she rather decided that it was funny to play a little bit with the beautiful redhead instead of dominating her right from he get go.

Of course she would look to follow around every movement of the object of her desire, intending to keep her hands pinned on the sheets while she was waiting until she could give the smaller girl a kiss. Not necessarily on the lips as she had initially intended, but now the neck, throat, chin and cheeks were also valid targets.
“Move all you want, dear Julie. That makes it so much more…exiting.“
She hushed between the kisses.

Julie had just decided to try fighting back against GOLDFINGER the best she could, but to her dismay, the golden woman did not appear to get discouraged by her resistance at all. It was probably partly though due to the fact that the resistance of the Spunky Irish was still rather easy for the larger woman to contain, but also partly due to the fact that some form of resistance was likely to be expected in a bed wrestling match after all.

The gingerhead did her best though, her efforts even causing some slight moans from her throat as she tried to exert as much strength as she could, but her efforts were frankly constantly weakening. And to that GOLDFINGER's kisses did not play a small part, but a rather big one... While Julie still did her best to resist, the kisses landing on her neck, throat, chin and cheeks were inevitably rendering her weaker, and her cheeks turning into an increasingly deep red color...

She wasn't really used to this. But she had a distinct feeling that GOLDFINGER was going to force her become used to this.

Slower and slower, like a wheel that was surely but steadily running out of steam. What had started as a little annoying flight from her advances had quickly turned into a exiting and funny chase when the wide steps of her prey got smaller and slower and her breaths got both quicker and bigger.

Waiting until the redhead was exhausted, she would finally look to pin her arms in one place to see her struggle going on with her legs only for a while to draw out the game Julie had started, smiling intrigued.
“Oh yes, Julie, move your legs for me. Escape from me if you can…and want.“

Julie's resistance was growing weaker, a fact that could not have been left unnoticed by her opponent. And while some enemies might have considered that to be a good thing, GOLDFINGER seemed to be a little bit different in that regard... Even when the golden woman got Julie's hands firmly pinned above her head, she was still encouraging the girl to provide more resistance with the limbs that were still free!

If she could, and if she wanted, that was... And those words were a reason for the gingerhead's cheeks to turn even redder once again.

"If she could" was a very valid condition. It was obvious that Julie's best efforts at resistance were turning out to be way too weak to overpower the mysterious woman. But that just sometimes happened in wrestling.

"If she wanted" was the tougher one. Yes, Julie wanted to provide resistance, wanted to escape her predicament. But on the other hand... She couldn't deny enjoying the kisses. She couldn't deny enjoying GOLDFINGER's lust for her. And what she didn't want to admit, but couldn't deny from herself either, was the fact that it had been a long time since she had played erotic games with another woman the last time, and the feeling of the villainess pinning her arms, determinedly subdueing her beneath her was indeed turning her on.

Still, she did not want her opponent to realize that. So obviously the Spunky Irish did as requested, and moved her legs as viciously as she could as if trying to escape, even if that resistance did not really amount to much at all.