Janet and Heather's Sexy Funtime Hour

Janet left the arena laboring under a heavy burden, but she was all smiles. And that, of course, was because the heavy burden was none other than Heather Sunderland, whom Janet had just bested in a smother match, giving the Native American girl the right to bring her conquered opponent home for the night as her slave. Janet carried the unconscious Heather over her shoulder, patting the girlâ€s butt fondly with one hand while the other arm coiled around Heatherâ€s legs, preventing her from taking a fall.

It was a long way to the apartment that Janet shared with her girlfriend, who was out tonight participating in a match of her own. That should give Janet and Heather some quality alone time. Janet was really looking forward to getting better acquainted with the AFW veteran—not to mention getting “better acquainted” with her.

Finally, after what had ended up being a rather long haul, Janet got to the apartment, her legs ready to give out under her after the arduous journey. She flung open the door and let her forward momentum carry her inside, tossing Heather down onto the sofa and collapsing next to her. “Hah…hah…” Janet panted, looking over at the heavy, slumbering load she had been carrying for the last twenty minutes. “Hey, fatty,” she said, tweaking Heatherâ€s nose playfully. “Wake up!”

Heather remained fully unconscious as Janet carried her all the way to her apartment. Having just taken part in quite the back and forth match, her body was more than welcoming to the forced rest that she got as a result of the match. In the end, she was bested by Janet, put to sleep underneath her breasts meaning she would have to be the girl's slave.

Finally brought to her apartment, she would groan a little, stirring just a bit as Janet would say what she did. She would only be able to let out little groans, not fully awake before Janet would start to tweak her nose. Heather winced, shaking her head before finally she would open her eyes, going to shoo her hand away.

"Nhaa..w-hwhat?" She let out, looking around, not recognizing where she was of course before she would look over at Janet. "Ah...haah..........I lost.."

Janet would keep tweaking Heatherâ€s nose until the girl finally came to. When she did, and the realization dawned on her that she had lost, Janet would chuckle at the barely-conscious Heather and pat her on the shoulder. “Yeah, you did!” she chirped cheerfully. She grabbed the purple-haired girlâ€s arm and pulled her a little closer. “It was really awesome, though. One of the best matches Iâ€ve ever done. And it was an honor, too, just to be able to face you in a smother match, not to mention win it!”

She laughed again, and, letting go of Heatherâ€s arm, she would bring her hands up to the veteranâ€s cheeks, pulling her head forward and planting yet another kiss on Heatherâ€s soft lips. “And now…” Janet said, a little more reservedly, “…we can relax a little bit. After beating the crap out of each other for the better part of the last hour, we could use some downtime. And Iâ€d love to just talk to you and get to know you. I assume youâ€re a little less serious when youâ€re outside of the ring?” Janet would punctuate this last sentence with a wink and another tweak of Heatherâ€s nose.

Heather clicked her tongue a bit at her words, another loss on her record. She needed to start turning this around somehow or no one would take her seriously anymore. As of right now though, with the next words that Janet said, she blushed quite deeply. "A-aah..w-well thanks. I..I feel the same. Y-you were pretty damn good out there." Heather let out, shuffling around a bit.

As Janet would pull her head forward, locking in that kiss, Heather's eyes widened again before slowly shutting, letting out just a little groan. With her breaking the kiss though, saying all the rest of that, Heather blushed at her wink and that tweak of her nose, causing her to wince and shake her head a bit. "Haah..yeah I guess you could say that...S-sorry if I came off a bit aggressive, i just get in that mood during matches."

“Thanks,” Janet said, her own cheeks reddening a little when Heather complimented her back. Their match had started out pretty competitive, and the words they traded had been either catty or simply confident. After that exchange of kicks late in the contest, however, things had changed, and Janet felt like any barriers which may have existed between her and Heather were starting to be taken down. That meant that this night was going to be an exciting one!

After kissing Heather again—which Heather seemed to enjoy more now than she had in the middle of their fight—Janet would listen to Heatherâ€s apology, quickly waving it off with a flick of her wrist. “No, no need to say youâ€re sorry. Itâ€s admirable, actually—Iâ€ve sort of been wishing that I could be like that. Separating the sexy stuff from the serious stuff, I mean. Itâ€s something Iâ€m…working on.” She shrugged, then got up to her feet—wobbling a little as she did so—and pointed to the kitchen. “How about I go pour us some drinks? Then we can get cozy and chat for a while. Oh—” She paused, smiling devilishly. “—and Iâ€ll have some slave…duties, weâ€ll call them, for you to attend to. But not until later. For now, make yourself at home! Feel free to take off as many articles of clothing as you would at your place!”

With that, Janet would bounce over to the kitchen to fix their drinks, looking over her shoulder as she walked away to give Heather another little grin.

Heather nodded her head, letting out a little sigh. Usually in this sort of situation she would be quite scared of what would be in store for her, but she was quite comfortable with Janet, seeing her as someone she could get along with quite easily. Early on in the match it seemed like it might be a little hostile between them, but luckily that didn't last too long.

At receiving yet another kiss, Heather let out a small little moan before Janet would wave off her apology. She would stare at her a bit, listening to hr words before she would nod her head. "Honestly, like I said you were good out there. I think...you're doing a good job with that." She let out, nodding again before the girl got up, offering a drink for her. "A-ahh...n-nothing alcoholic...please" She let out, shrugging and blushing a little. At her next words though she shook her head.

"....U-unless you're ordering me, I think I'll keep them on for now." She let out , trying to tease a little bit before she would sigh out, relaxing on the couch.

Janet would pause in the arch between the sitting area and the kitchen to listen to Heatherâ€s request. She pressed her lips together into a thin line, looking a little disappointed. “Aw, and I was going to break out some champagne,” she said with a sigh, before heading on into the kitchen to try to find something that would be amenable to Heather. “Back home in the U.S., you know, Iâ€m not legally allowed to drink yet,” she called back to the purple-haired girl, making a little small talk as she fixed their drinks. “But the drinking age is twenty here in Japan, and I just turned twenty in July, so I do enjoy indulging myself when I can.”

After a couple of minutes, she would come back out to the sitting area, carrying two glasses filled with a richly orange liquid. She sat down next to Heather and set the glasses on the table in front of them. “I didnâ€t know what exactly you would like. This is passion orange guava juice,” she explained, before picking up her glass and taking a sip. “I really like this stuff. I do hope youâ€ll take me up on that offer of champagne later, though.” She paused, then hastily added: “And maybe show a little more skin. Yâ€know.” And she would wink suggestively at the purple-haired girl.

“But anyway, why donâ€t we just chat for a while before we do anything serious? Iâ€ve been a fan of yours for a while, actually. You can probably tell this is an exciting night for me!”

"Ah heh..s-sorry." She could tell t he girl was disappointed in her words, honestly feeling a little bad, t hinking that she ruined a little part of the night. "Yeah..I mean I'm legal age for drinking all around..I think..but I just..I don't have the best history getting drunk is all." She let out, remembering her night out with Karina and Megumi as well as the train ride with Mercy. "S-sorry."

As she brought out those glasses though, she would nod her head at what it was, taking a sip. "Mmn..I-it IS pretty good." She let out, nodding her head before the girl spoke about champagne later and her showing a little more skin. "Aah haha..w-well we'll see. Maybe maybe." She let out, thinking about the drink offer a little more, wanting to take back the girl's disappointment.

"Hah..honestly it's exciting for me finding someone who's such a big fan of mine..Th-the only one who's ever came to me saying anything like that was Natasha." She let out, thinking about it a bit, smiling a little at how t hat ended up turning out. "Anything..specific you wanted to talk about?"

Heather seemed to be sort of on the fence about the whole alcohol-and-nudity thing, so Janet decided to let that go for the time being. She had been getting a little overeager, but, for now, she should really just throttle back and relax. She had Heather as her slave for the next twenty-four hours, so she had plenty of time to do with the purple-haired beauty whatever she chose.

“Alright,” she said with a smile, accepting Heatherâ€s initial decision not to partake in the champagne or the stripping. They could just have a nice conversation for a while. Maybe Janet could get Heather to break out of her shell while they talked.

“Oh, well, you know, I was an AFW fan before I actually got on the plane over here,” Janet explained with a shrug. She took another sip of her juice. “And youâ€ve done a good number of facesit and smother matches which I, of course, really enjoy. Actually, I met my girlfriend Azami in a smother match. Weirdly enough, I think Azami and Natasha are supposed to be having a match sometime soon.” She chuckled a little at that small coincidence.

When Heather asked what she wanted to know about, Janet decided to just go with the first thing that popped into her head, and see where it led them: “How did you and Natasha meet, by the way?”

"nteresting. I learned about AFW through my brother. He was supposed to come her by himself, but I ended up working myself in as well and headed over with him." Heather let out, smiling a little before Janet talked more about her and their girlfriends. "Yeah I...th-those kind of matches are..actually my favorite." Heather let out, blushing a little. "Th-though honestly...I think I might lose most of them because I enjoy it too much." She let out, shuffling around a bit.

"Haah, that's quite the nice way to meet." She let out before she would ask her how Natasha and her met. "Funny story actually, I was..working out in the gym in the late hours and..Natasha had just came to AFW, ended up heading to the gym. She was all talking to me as if I was her idol a-and then...Sh-she challenged me to a hentai smother match r-right there." She let out, blushing deeply at the thought. "S-so yeahh..that's it! Other than her taking me as her prisoner as a result, that's how we met!"