Semi-Ero Title Match: Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Tiffany Laurence

Akashi Squeezed with all her might but felt Tiffany holding her up and picking her up into a standing position. When she felt Tiffany actually start to stand up, Akashi's eyes widened. This girl was a lot stronger than she thought and let go of the leg scissor and pulled away, pushing Tiffany away from her when she pushed off. She couldn't afford to take a slam like that so early in the match and panted, catching her breath from the heated kiss. Her cheeks were flushed as she eyed Tiffany.

"Shit... You.. You were gonna slam me, weren't you? I didn't think you were that strong..." She said, complimenting the cowgirl. "I wasn't exactly taking you easy but..." Akashi then grinned. "You're a pretty good kisser too." Akashi added. "But I think I'm going to have to go back to wrestling if you don't mind. You're much too lively still for me to have my way with." She said with a wink and lifted her hands up, offering up a test of strength. She really needed to find out how her own strength matched up with Tiffany's now that she had an idea how strong she might be.

"Girl, who's to say I won't be having my way with you before this is all over?" Tiffany gave a grin of her own as she replied to the Japanese sumo's words. "And Akashi, I can do more than just kiss."
With that, she would step forward, accepting Akashi's offer of a lock up. Tiffany was more than a little curious to see the strength of the woman who wore the AFW title belt. Linking hands with her, she looked into Akashi's eyes, her cheeks slightly red from the kissing a moment before. Stepping close, her barely covered breasts rubbed against the champions as she began to push against Akashi, trying to force the sumo wrestler back.

Akashi grinned at Tiffany's response as their fingers intertwined and they locked up in a test of strength. Akashi blushed as their chests met and she flexed her pecks to try and push her bosom up against Tiffany's boobs. She hoped to send the cowgirl a message but her real goal was to push forward and try and get the better position.

She grunted as they strained and she slid her left leg back and pushed forward, trying to get under Tiffany and get some leverage on the cowgirl to try and push her back.

Tiffany's strength and Akashi's clashed in what seemed like a stalemate for several moments as the cowgirl moved her right leg back and pushed back against the champion. However, the Texan let out a low gasp as their breasts rubbed and pressed against each other. The sensation caused a lack of focus for a moment on Tiffany's part and it was enough for Akashi to force her back one step, then another, before the Texan dug in and stopped the movement, her eyes locked on Akashi's
Bending her knees slightly, the American's muscles flexed and strained as she pushed back against Akashi mightily...then suddenly stepped to the side. She was hoping the tactic would throw Akashi slightly off balance for a second, and in that moment she would turn and push against the sumo, looking to shove her to the mat to land on her shapely rear. If it worked, Tiffany would grin down at Akashi, as if being forced backwards was part of some plan instead of an on the fly move, perhaps hoping to rattle Akashi's confidence.

Akashi panted softly as her eyebrows furrowed and she focused on pushing Tiffany back. She felt their breasts pushed together but for now, didn't acknowledge it beyond her flushing cheeks. Akashi soon felt her strength beginning to take over and felt herself pushing forward, seeming to overpower Tiffany and getting the best of her. Her lips twitched but she couldn't allow herself to smirk. As soon as Akashi thought she was pushing forward, Tiffany stepped up. Akashi clenched her teeth, determined to push further but then Tiffany stopped and stepped tot he side.

Akashi's eyes widened and she stumbled forward and was pushed to the ground, landing on her butt. Her cheeks reddened deeply and looked up at Tiffany and growled. She blew a stray hair out from her face. This girl was trying to humiliate her?

"W-why you!" Akashi said and tried to roll away from Tiffany and hop to her feet.

Tiffany grinned as she let Akashi get back to her feet without any attempt at an attack.
"Don't tell me you're mad over a little tumble.....champ." she said in reply to her outburst.
Although she had a healthy respect for Akashi's strength and skill in grappling, Tiffany was hoping to rattle Akashi's faith in her abilities by pretending as if they didn't matter to her.
She raised her arms again, daring Akashi to lock up with her again, one eyebrow raised as if in challenge.

Akashi stood up, looking at Tiffany. Her brow furrowed as Tiffany smirked. Akashi wasn't taking to to Tiffany's sense of humor very well and when the cowgirl offered up the test of strength again, Akashi snorted and stepped forward, stamping her foot. She slid her fingers into Tiffany's and locked up.

But this time she wasn't going to push back and instead tried to pull Tiffany's arms down try and muscle Tiffany's arms downward to her sides so she could smack her large chest into Tiffany's and try and catch Tiffany off balance.

With a grin, Tiffany locked up with Akashi. She could get to like the champion. She never seemed to back down from a challenge, even after being put down on her rump. The Texan prepared herself for a test of strength, but then Akashi made her move.
Her arms were quickly pulled down to her sides and then Tiffany felt Akashi's well endowed chest crash into her own. The blonde gasped in surprise, letting out a startled "Hey!" while pitching backwards off balance, the only thing holding her up at the moment being Akashi's grip on her hands.

This time when she got Tiffany, she grinned and stepped back, hoping to send Tiffany into an Irish whip! If she could manage that, she would charge after her foe and try and hit her with a cross body block, trying to keep Tiffany from getting enough distance to counter attack properly.

The Texan grunted as she hit the ropes, bouncing back towards the champion.
*Don't matter, I'll hit her with a clothesline so hard she'll-* she began to think. However the thought was cut off as Akashi's crossbody landed, bowling her over and sending her to the mat with the Japanese woman on top.
"Unngh!" she groaned.