Lover and Pet

"Oh come on now... That was part of the deal..." Azami said playfully. "I don't know... it's just... embarrassing..." she added, slightly blushing.

With their hands locking away with each other, Azami had to be patient to find an opening on her lover. No doubt Janet was looking the same thing, so she had to be careful.

"As ready as you are..." she smiled teasingly.

Azami wasn't about to wait too long to make her move, though. She would try to spread Janet's arms wide, so she could inch herself closer and kiss her lover's lips. Using that distraction, Azami would then try to slowly push Janet backwards while distracting the girl with a passionate kiss!

Janet rolled her eyes as she and her lover struggled back and forth, Azami explaining her distaste for being walked naked out in public. “Oh, yes, of course itâ€s embarrassing, sweetie, but itâ€s also fun. And most of the fun is out of the fact that youâ€re getting embarrassed in front of dozens, or hundreds, or thousands of people, and it is humiliating, but also exciting and arousing at the same time!”

When Azami tried to pull her arms apart, Janet allowed her to, and leaned in for the kiss, savoring the taste of her loverâ€s lips and tongue. Suddenly, however, the princess pushed her onto her back, putting Janet in a very inferior position. “Guuaaah!” Janet squealed, trying to entangle Azamiâ€s legs with her own to roll the girl over.

"Embarrassing, yes. Arousing...? I doubt it..." Azami said after she pushed Janet down on the girl's back. "Ah?!" she yelped when the girl's legs tangled with her own.

Azami gripped her lover's hands tightly as she was rolled over onto her back. As long as she could prevent Janet from using her hands, then she could save herself from being tickled. Once she's on her back, Azami would try to free her legs from Janet's, so she could try wrapping them around the girl's waist to trap her lover. Not that she could assault Janet this way, but at least she would have more control over the girl's body.

“Heh heh, well, if you donâ€t like being walked naked in public, sweetie, then maybe we could try something else thatâ€s a little more risky…thereâ€s this nice, secluded corner of the gym behind the treadmills that I always thought would be a wonderful place to make love…”

Janet, despite having gained the superior position, was weary of allowing Azami to get her hands free, and so was more than happy to keep their fingers interlocked with each other, preventing either girl from reinitiating the otherâ€s tickle torture. What the Lakota girl was not okay with was her loverâ€s legs wrapped around her waist. “Ugh!” the Native American girl groaned, trying to hit her loverâ€s legs with her elbows, but she could hardly do much damage that way.

"You'e such a helpless exhibitionist, my love..." Azami chuckled as she teased Janet. "Well, that certainly sounds better than being walked out... Maybe..."

As soon as she finished her sentence, Azami groaned as she her lover's elbows nudged her legs. The damages were minimum, but the blue haired girl knew that she had to do something. Smirking at Janet, she would tighten her legs around the girl's waist a bit, before she would try rolling them over again to assume the top position.

Azami felt less pressured now that Janet seemed to agree to take out the walking part from the plan, though she was still fascinated with the girl's liking to do public stuffs. Well, each to her own.

Janet giggled as Azami chided her about her exhibitionism. “I just think itâ€s exciting, you know? And, besides, itâ€s just the AFW compound. I donâ€t think youâ€ll get any funny looks for having public sex in the gym of a league thatâ€s built around sex, right? We need to try it sometime. Iâ€m sure youâ€ll enjoy it more than you think.”

Once Azami rolled them over to assume the top position once more, Janet started squirming and trying to get her lover to release the hold. She would give the princess a tender kiss, before moving her mouth down to begin suckling on one of her delectable breasts.

"Ahn... Fair enough..." Azami half moaned when Janet sucked her breasts. "We can try that... if you win..."

She let her lover enjoy her breasts a bit longer before pulling herself up to try sitting on the girl's midsection. From there, Azami would then start running her hands on Janet's armpits to re-launch her assault. While doing so, the blue haired girl would also start rocking her hips slightly, rubbing her crotch on her lover's belly to try containing her squirming.

"Tickle tickle~"

When Azami planted herself on Janetâ€s midsection, the Native American girl suddenly realized that she might very well be in trouble. Her worries were affirmed when her lover finally resumed her assault on her armpits, forcing several long, tortured squeals out of Janet. The warm, wet crotch rubbing against her belly did not help, either.

“Heeeheehee! Hahaha! Hey, cut it out! Haha!” Janet scream, squirming beneath her lover and trying desperately to reach the girlâ€s armpits for some retaliation.

Azami was laughing along with Janet as she felt that she got her lover good this time. That's it, until she felt the girl's hands tickled her own armpits to return the favor! She probably should have secured Janet's arms first before tickling her. Azami was already exhausted from the match and the after match fun to be as careful as she's usually was.

"Ah! Hahah! Y-You cut it out!" Azami squealed as she struggling to maintain her balance.

Her hips stopped moving, but she was already slightly leaning to her side by that time. Azami came crashing down the bed on her side, giving Janet a chance to get up as she's now unpinned.

Janet would keep up her assault until she felt Azamiâ€s perch atop her stomach become precarious. “Y-you first!” she squealed, refusing to give up on her tickling until Azami broke off her own.

Eventually, the Japanese princess tumbled onto her side on the bed, providing Janet with a fantastic opening. She would swing her leg over her loverâ€s fallen form, trying to establish herself in the superior position while, all the while, continuing to run her fingers across Azamiâ€s ticklish armpits. “You wonâ€t win this one, sweetie! Take this!”