Brawl 'til You Fall - Carmen Rodriguez vs Kurohime

And the fight continued...in their mouths, with their tongues dueling for dominance. Carmen's tongue swirled about, traced every corner, undulated against Kurohime's while their teeth clashed and bodies thrashed, every touch of skin against skin electrified, senses heightened, sweat pouring.

The pain subsided, replaced with pure pleasure - and then it was over. Kuro pushed Carmen away and she hit the wall, falling to her knees from the sheer alacrity of it all. Her heart was beating out of her chest in steady thumbs. The two exchanged stares, and it looked like Kurohime was just as bewildered as Carmen was...quite a statement, really.

Carmen stood, slow, keeping her eyes locked with Kurohime - they were still fierce, but there was more passion in them now. Something even more primal.

If she's not stopped, she'll walk over to Kurohime, taking cautious steps, until they're close again, their bodies just barely touching. "Rules say we have get the opponent down for ten seconds. Doesn't say 'how'..." This would either be the hottest or the dumbest thing she ever did. The jury was still out.

Kuro rested for a bit against the car, adjusting her breath as Carmen began to approach her again. It's probably wouldn't be too hard to strike at her opponent again, but she didn't. Either she's being cautious after that little surprise, or still trying to figure out what's going on her head after that kiss, perhaps both. This match became slightly unpredictable now, and Kuro had to say, it's also getting more exciting. She's not expecting any sensual contact from Carmen apart from the kiss, but who knows?

"Oh, so what are you planning to do, then?" she asked with a faint smile, while still keeping herself alert for any possible attack.

Allowing her opponent to get close to her like this might be foolish, especially in the past. To be fair, though, high school girls knew squat about attacking their opponents sexually. Sexual contact wasn't part of her past fights, but it was in the club she's in before she joined AFW, and it certainly a major element here.

She didn't attack her. That was a good start. From the look, the way she spoke, that hint of a smile, there was something there.

Carmen moved even closer, their mouths only a few inches apart, close enough to lick her lips...which she did, with a flick, tasting faint traces of her own spit still on Kuro's lip. "Just roll with it. First to stay on top for ten seconds, wins...and gets to stay on top."

Her hand will start to trace up Kuro's bare thigh, sliding along every contour as she nears the sex

Kuro felt a little shiver on her back as Carmen licked her lips while also brushing her thigh down there. It's funny how a single kiss turned their bashing fest into something almost completely different. She grabbed the wrist of Carmen, but did nothing significant to stop her brushing hand.

"Sure..."

To go along with that "roll with it" suggestion, her other hand would grab the shoulder of Carmen before she attempted to roll them over so the boxer would be the one pinned against the car. Her knee would then raised up, pressing between Carmen's legs while she lean forward for another kiss.

Carmen was just starting to thrust against Kuro, grinding her hips in a slow rhythm - loving the feel of their mixing bodies. Taking control. Or she thought she was.

Kurohime wasn't passive, though; she was as aggressive a lover as she was a fighter, and she pinned Carmen against the car, pressing her against it and taking her own kiss, giving as good as she got - the style had changed, but this was still a fight, in its own way, and Carmen fought to win.

Pressing back, Carmen will try to push Kuro away and go along with her, grabbing her ass with one hand while the other roams along her back, giving her lips a harsh bite before moving down to suckle her neck.

Kuro launched her own offense, but Carmen resisted her fiercely. Her body was pushed back, while the boxer also grabbed her rear and bit her lips. Kuro moaned into the girl's mouth, and when their kiss was finally broke, her opponent went to assault her neck.

"Uunhh..." the paler girl let out as her head rolled back a bit.

The boxer was as aggressive as she was when they're trading blows earlier. Kuro was slightly more used to fierce girls thanks to her sworn sister, though, so she just allowed Carmen to push her further backwards. A quick glance to her back told her that a wall was nearby. Kuro sighed and would keep backpedaling until they reached it, so she could try turning them over again and pin Carmen against the hard surface. This time, however, she would also try to push the girl down by her shoulders.

Carmen continued to drive her back like a sexual juggernaut, pushing their breasts together and her own nipples against Kuro's, the tiny numbs hardened like fleshy dagger, fencing through the material.
Her push was forceful, but it made it easy for her momentum to be used against her, and Kuro had experience with this - Carmen had the distinct feeling that she was very familiar with sort of 'fight'.

That was confirmed when Kuro spun her around and pinned her to wall, pushing her down - and down Carmen went, buckling unde the sensual assault. She grabbed the back of Kuro's head as she went, trying to pull her down on top and wrap her thighs around Kuro's waist.

"Mmmh..."

Kuro managed to push Carmen down, but the girl refused to go down alone. She was pulled along, and the boxer would wrap her legs around her waist. Kuro grunted, one of her arms tried to pry the lock at first, until she thought that she had a better idea.

She got down on her knees to loosen the pressure, her hands would reach for the outfit of her opponent, tugging it up to contain her arms. From there, the paler girl would try to roll off so both of them would end up on their sides.

Kurohime tried to pry her legs open, and Carmen responded by tightening the scissors, her sinewy legs coming down on her waist like steel cables, pressing into her and forcing pleasure and pain together.

She started to get her hands back in the action - that pale skin was smooth, heaven in her hands, and she wanted as much of it as she could get - but Kuro stopped that effort, trapping her arms. "Gah, bitch." Carmen didn't say it with much venom, just a little annoyance - and it's not like it was a poor assessment.

She tried to work her way out as they were brought to their sides.

"Oh, I haven't even begun to be a bitch..." Kuro's smirk mixed a bit with her grimacing as the scissor on her waist tightened. "Nngg..."

She tugged the clothes of Carmen up and left it there to keep the boxer's hands occupied, while her own hands would start to focus more on the scissor. Inadvertently, her struggling might roll them over, placing her at the bottom position. Well, as long as her waist didn't get pressured anymore, it's probably wouldn't be too bad of a position. Her opponent's arms would be a bit busy after all, so she might have a bit of time to try turning them over again.