Fun(?) at the Poolside

"Are you, now?" Azami teased back as she caught Sora in the bearhug.

The blue haired girl's licked her lips as she knew that she got her opponent good with this move. With no striking allowed, there wasn't much the girl could do to free herself. She began to slightly tighten her hug bit by bit, pressing her breasts onto Sora's while leaning her face closer to the girl.

"Accept your fate and be mine, Sora-chan... ohohoh~" she would say mockingly.

She was about to kiss the girl when Sora began tou push her belly with the girl's leg, causing her hug to loosen slightly. Azami smirked as she knew that this wouldn't mean much as she still had the girl in her grasps. Not wanting her opponent to figure out how to get out from the bearhug, Azami would try to push herself towards Sora a bit more so she could kiss the girl to distract her opponent's thought.

“Ghh~!” Sora would let out as she pressed her feet into Azamiâ€s stomach, desperately trying to break free. Still, the blue haired princess held her tightly, and Soraâ€s legs would slip back down, allowing Azami to lock the bear hug back in tightly.

“Mmmph...noo~” Sora would let out at Azamiâ€s taunting. She knew she was in a lot of trouble as the stronger girl continued squeezing. Sora could feel herself growing more and more tired from the lack of oxygen. Just to make things worse, Azami would lean in and lock lips with the dark haired girl. Sora would moan out in surprise, but would be unable to stop herself from softly kissing back.

Sora would begin softly wriggling around in Azamiâ€s grasp, hoping to be able to slip her wet body free of the bear hug. However, her struggling was tamed due to Azamiâ€s kissing and teasing. Sora didnâ€t want to give in, more than anything, but if Azami kept squeezing her, she wouldnâ€t have much of a choice!

While she was having fun engaging Sora's tongue with her own as she kissed the girl passionately, Azami could feel that the girl began to squirm more on her grasps. She thought that if she kept her grip she could have claim her win easily, but somehow that seemed to be less fun. The blue haired girl would eventually broke the kiss and release her hug, trying to push Sora to the water as she let her go.

"Just so you know, I could have make you submit if I want to, Sora-chan~" she would tease the girl as she tower over her opponent. "Don't worry, I'll be nice to my servant, ohoho~" she continued with her usual laugh, placing one hand in front if her mouth.

Kissing with Azami, and feeling herself becoming more and more tired from her bear hug, in the back of her mind somewhere, Sora had already reluctantly resigned herself to what seemed to be her fate. The blush grew across her face as she let out another long moan in a mix of frustration and pleasure.

Suddenly though, Azami would let go of Sora and push, sending the raven haired girl flying back into the water. “Ahhh~!” sheâ€d yelp out as she fell back first into the water, her legs and arms flailing as she made a large and loud splash into the shallow water. Quickly staggering back onto her hands and knees, and coughing up a bit of water sheâ€d accidentally swallowed, Sora would be forced to listen to Azamiâ€s comments; embarrassing yet true. Looking up and blushing at Azamiâ€s little petite laugh, Sora couldnâ€t find any remark or comeback. All that anger, all that fire, just about squeezed out of her by the blue haired princess. Instead, sheâ€d grunt in frustration and try to fling herself out of the water quickly, trying to once again charge at and spear tackle Azami. Her tactic was less a well thought through move, but just an emotional reaction. One out of humiliation at being so manhandled by Azami, and trying to maintain face, while trying to disguise the fact that she seemed to know as well as Azami did that the blue haired girl certainly seemed the stronger and more technical of the two.

Seeing Sora got up from the water and charged at her like a bull, Azami smirked and readied herself for the attack. It didn't seem like the girl was learning that charging through the water wasn't an effective tactic. The pool water should be enough to hinder her speed, not to mention her weakened body from being hugged by Azami a few moments earlier. She was confident that she could take this one, unless Sora was planning something else.

The blue haired girl would wait until her opponent get close to her before she would step aside to let the charging Sora went pass her. That wasn't all of her plan, since Azami would then try to grab one of the girl's arms to pull Sora back towards her. If she could do that, Azami would then try to slip behind Sora so she could sneak her arms under the girl's in an attempt to lock her opponent with a Full Nelson hold.

In a normal match situation, Sora would have recognised the stupidity of her charge. However, out here in the pool, she was running more of instinct than logic. “Aaaaa!” sheâ€d cry out as she splashed her way through the water, aiming for her opponent. At the last moment though, Azami would sidestep, making Sora miss her completely and grab a hold of her arm to pull her backwards. Sora would gasp as she was yanked back forcefully. Feeling Azamiâ€s arms slip under her, sliding up her wet body, and pulling her into a Full Nelson, Sora would moan out in frustration.

It wasnâ€t fair, she thought to herself. Holding her in the Full Nelson, Sora was almost helpless. She kicked out with her feet, trying to drag herself out of it, as well as trying to slip free, but Azami kept her held close. “GAAH! Let me go! Let gooo!” Sora would cry out, squirming and struggling. Her face was bright red in embarrassment at being caught by such an easy hold, as well as being so foolish to charge at Azami to begin with. However, her blush wasnâ€t all due to her hurt pride though; she could feel Azamiâ€s breasts pressing into her back as the girl held her so closely in the hold. Sora would lean forward in an attempt to try and either flip Azami over her, for at least force her to let go of the Full Nelson, while she tried to move her legs under the water around the insides of Azamiâ€s ankles in an attempt to trip her up and force her to let go.

Azami laughed as she caught Sora in the hold and watching the girl squirming and protesting on her grasps amused her. She tried to maintain her advantage by pulling Sora back when the girl leaned forward, although her opponent's wet body made it harder for the blue haired girl to do so. She didn't notice the movement of Sora's legs because of this, and eventually got tripped by her opponent.

"You might want to start to think how it'll be to be my serv-aaahh?!" Azami's attempt to taunt Sora was cut short as she was unbalanced.

Her body would start to fall backwards, and her arms were slipping from Sora's, loosening her nelson hold. However, Azami would try to grab her opponent in any place she could reach, wanting to take Sora down along with her. Regardless of whether she was successful or not, the blue haired girl would sink into the pool on her back, causing a big splash of water.

Tripping Azami, and hearing the girlâ€s taunt cut short, Sora would let out a slight laugh. It felt good to finally be able to squirm free and make a fool out of her opponent. Before she could gloat though, Sora felt Azamiâ€s hands grab a hold of her bikini bottoms, pulling backwards as she fell. “Servant? Not likelyYAHH, whaa~!” Sora would let out as she was thrown back into the water with Azami, the two making a large splash as they fell practically side by side one another.

Struggling and squirming, Sora would try to get herself back up right and out of the water as quickly as possible, desperately wanting to take the advantage now sheâ€d finally broken free of the other girlâ€s hold. Trying to squirm free of Azamiâ€s grip on her bikini, Sora try to get back up onto her knees and out of the water, and lean down to try and grab onto the blue haired princess†ankle as she flailed around in the water. If she could get a hold of her ankle, Sora would twist it into an ankle lock, hoping sheâ€d be able to get a move on Azami before sheâ€d even recovered from the sudden fall backwards into the water.

Azami submerged from the pool after her fall, sitting on the pool and feeling a bit disoriented after her fall. Fortunately the water sort of absorbed the damage for her, otherwise she would probably suffer a back injury or something. The blue haired girl tried to get up as soon as possible, but unfortunately Sora had a different idea.

"Ah?!" Azami yelped as her ankle was grabbed and the next thing she felt was a sharp pain going through her leg. "Augh!" she cried from the pain.

With no striking allowed, Azami knew it's going to be tricky to get out of this hold. However, being cunning was one of her forte, and she would try to use her hand to splash the pool's water into Sora's face. Azami was hoping that would be enough to let her opponent's grip on her slippery leg loosen so she could pull it away and start to crawl backwards.

Grabbing a hold of Azamiâ€s ankle and pulling back, Sora would grin as she heard the girl yelp out in pain. “Câ€mon Azami!” Sora would yell out as she pulled back hard, twisting. Looking down at her opponent struggling in the water, Sora began feeling as if she had her now. There was no rope breaks, and Sora had a firm grip on the girlâ€s ankle.

However, Sora would be caught off guard as Azami splashed up water into her face, getting into her eyes. “AHH!” sheâ€d cry out as she instinctively let loose the hold, allowing Azami to pull her ankle free. “N-not fair!” Sora would moan out as she rubbed her eyes, trying to get the water out of them. Stepping backwards, Sora would try and create a bit of space between her and Azami while she was temporarily blinding, pushing Azami away with her free hand if she did come near her.