Bed wrestling! Tomomi Vs. Tsuki-hime

Tomomi moved up slowly, watching the princess carefully to make sure she didn't fall into any kind of trap. Azami had tricky things planned and Tomomi needed to be ready. As she reached forward, Azami suddenly grabbed one of Tomomi's wrists and pulled to draw her in. Tomomi didn't let Azami get her so easily. She pulled her arm back as well, the both of them tugging at each other to close the distance immediately. Azami tried to slip behind Tomomi, but the idol turned her body to keep Azami in front. Her free arm shot out to grab Azami's back and pull her all the way in, while her trapped arm would try to wriggle free to join the arm already behind Azami's back so she could pull the princess into a tight bearhug!

Her plan didn't go as smooth as she wanted as the idol was pulling her arm back, and both of them ended up tugging at each other for a bit. Azami felt tried to slip behind her opponents anyways but in a quick turn of event she was pulled into a bearhug instead!

"Ah!" Azami yelped, her back slightly arched as she was embraced tightly by Tomomi.

With their breasts pressed against each other again, the princess felt an exquisite combination of pain and pleasure which made her let out a soft moan. She tried to push Tomomi away from her, knowing that it wouldn't do her any good to be trapped by this kind of hold in a long time. Her strength was already being sapped a little by little, which made Azami's effort rather ineffective. She had another idea, though, as the princess' hands would reach under Tomomi's armpit and tickle the girl to make the idol released her.

Tomomi reversed the situations they were in by trapping the princess in a tight bearhug. She squeezed down, giggling a little from the contact their bodies made, her big busty chest smooshing against Azami's impressive bust. Tomomi was very eager to use her breasts to crush her opponent. It was total sexual domination she was going for in this match, and that involved crushing every part of her opponent's sexuality with her own. Tomomi lifted up, pushing her chest out to crush Azami and leave the princess breathless!

"Haha! I got you now!" Tomomi crowed. But then Azami's long and delicate fingers began running up and down her side! Tomomi's giggles soon became uncontrollable as she realized the princess was tickling her! "H-hey! Haha- stop that!"

Tomomi decided to take the wind out of Azami. She lifted up as much as she could, then dropped forward. She wanted to crush the princess against the matress and knock the wind out of her, while her breasts devastated Azami's chest by completely crushing them from above!

Azami thought that she could get the release she needed by tickling Tomomi, but instead of being released from the bearhug, the princess was slammed against the bed! Fortunately it wasn't hard surface like the ring, so the impact was less severe. It was enough to knock the wind out of Azami temporarily, though, and she would be sprawled on the bed for a while.

"Oouhh..." she groaned softly as she felt Tomomi's breasts crushed her own. "So mean... Watanabe-san..."

Azami couldn't really get the idol off her at the moment. Not with strength, at least, because she was a bit dazed from the combination of the hug and the fall. Not to mention her chest being pressured hard by Tomomi's breasts. The princess wasn't about to let her opponent take control easily, though, as her fingers would once again try to tickle Tomomi, aiming at her armpits this time!

Tomomi maintained her hold by smashing Azami down onto the mattress, which wobbled up and down from the impact. She felt the air getting knocked out of Azami and the princess's breasts cushioning hers from the fall while also getting completely crushed. Tomomi grinned, looking down at the hapless princess as she rubbed her big breasts against Azami's so the princess knew whose breasts were superior. The idol pointed her nipples down, trying to crush Azami's nipples with her own.

"Tickling isn't nice either!" Tomomi shot back, leaning in to give Azami a kiss. Before she could lock lips with the princess though, Azami's fingers found Tomomi's sides again, and the idol let out a gasping giggle as Azami's fingers tickled her right in her armpits!

"Haha! H-hey stop!" Tomomi gasped. She tried to lift her body up off of Azami's, out of tickling range. Her legs moved to straddle the princess's slim waist. Tomomi wasn't about to give up control easily, but Azami had a chance to break free.

Azami laughed along the idol as she continued to tickle her, until Tomomi decided to get away from her hands by raising herself up. Even with her opponent's legs straddled her body, she wasn't really pinned, and her hands were free.

"Aww, but you're so cute when you're laughing like that, Watanabe-san..." Azami cooed teasingly.

Azami initially thought to push Tomomi away from her, but a quick glance over her surroundings gave her a better idea. She grabbed one of the pillows near her, and used it as a weapon as she swung it towards the idol like a baseball bat with both hands!

Tomomi looked down at Azami, her hands raised in a threatening position. "Oho? Well, lets see how you like being tickled Hime-chan!" Tomomi said, reaching down to start tickling Azami's sides. But before she could, Azami suddenly swung a big fluffy pillow around like a baseball bat and smacked the unprepared idol right across the face! Sure, it was a pillow and it was soft, but it hit Tomomi with such force that it knocked the idol clean off Azami, sending her crashing onto the mattress, bouncing up, before landing in a heap of pillows. Tomomi groaned, shaking her head and sitting up.

"That wasn't nice either!" Tomomi said, pouting like Azami was bullying her. She quickly grabbed a pillow and raised it above her head. "Raaaaa!" she yelled, charging back in with a cute battle cry, trying to swing her pillow down and strike Azami on the head as well!

Azami chuckled as Tomomi came at her with a cute battle cry and a pillow on her hand. Having just slightly adjusted herself to a sitting position, though, the princess wasn't fully prepared to deal with the incoming strike. She raised her pillow in front of her like a shield, but Tomomi's pillow were swung from above, partly hitting her in the head!

"Ah!" Azami let out before she slumped backwards again.

It wasn't a stunning blow or anything, but it was enough to knock her back to the bed and dropped her own pillow. Azami held her head with one hand, while the other were pushed on the mat to help her getting up. Her movement was quite sluggish from everything that just happened, though, and if Tomomi was quick enough she might be able to catch Azami.

The strike worked as Tomomi went over Azami's defences and smacked the princess on the top of her head. It was enough to knock Azami back and the pillow out of her hand. Tomomi tossed her pillow aside, seeing her chance to gain control once more. The princess had been beaten down quite a bit, and even though she still fought back Tomomi knew she was easy now. The idol smelled blood.

"Haa!" Tomomi yelled as she jumped in, literally trying to jump forward and splash onto Azami's body. Tomomi was not heavy and she couldn't get much air due to being on her knees and on a bed, but she came down with everything she had to knock the wind out of Azami and put her into a position to be finished off!

Azami's eyes widened as Tomomi jumped at her, but it was too late for her to react. She let out a loud "Ooff!" as the idol landed on top of her, her arms dropped to her side as she lied almost spread eagled. Azami's chest moved up and down as she panted, slightly exhausted from the continuous movement and the beatings she received.

"Ohh..." she groaned weakly, looking at Tomomi with a rather submissive but still seductive smile.

Azami knew that with still another, no, two more rounds to go, she'd better conserve her strength and let the idol get the first fall. It would be even better if Tomomi felt over confident about it, because Azami would love to find out the girl's reaction when she started turning the match around in the next round. If she could.