Sex and Violence (For Kaz)

Carmen bit back a low moan as Kurohime's hands went to work on her own chest, those skilled fingers digging into her flesh, squeezing away, straddling the fence between agony and ecstasy. She gave a little push down on the arm, before lightening up and caressing Kuro's face instead, running the same hand that could ball into a brutal fist down her features, stroking her, toying with Kuro's lips and dipping a few brave fingers into her mouth.

Meanwhile, her hand went at Kuro's breast with renewed vigor, pressing down and working the tip through her fingers, giving it a light squeeze through her. She massaged them, working the muscles underneath, giving Kurohime what she would want herself if she were on the bottom.

Which reminded her - there were still rules, here. "1...2....3..."

Kuro gave Carmen a slightly curious look as the girl caressed her face and even inserted a few fingers into her mouth. The massage on her breast kept her struggle minimum as she also kneading the exact same part of the boxer. That's it, until the girl remembered the rules and started counting. It was just getting good too...

Four, five, six.

Her other hand slipped between the legs of Carmen to give her opponent's crotch a little poke, while the hand on the girl's breasts would grip the side of her bra instead to try pulling her to the side. Kuro also bucked up her body to the same direction to increase her effort, before the hand on Carmen's crotch would attempt to pull the girl's fingers out from her mouth.

"7...8-"

Carmen didn't expect it to be this easy, and sure enough, it wasn't - it was going to take a lot more than that to earn her two days, it looked like. Kurohime's finger earned a sharp gasp from Carmen as she sent a spike of pleasure straight into her, and the next thing she knew, Carmen was being flipped on her side, taking Kuro with her as they started to roll.

Fortunately, this wasn't the worst position for Carmen, either - as they go over, she'll snake her under Kurohime's body, lock those ankles, and pour on with a scissorhold, putting some pressure on Kurohime with her toned legs - she couldn't pin her like this, but she could do some damage and wear her down.

"Remember these?" If she can lock it in, Carmen will pull forward and wrap her arms around Kurohime, too, pulling her in for a smoldering kiss, breathing raspy into her mouth. "The things I'm gonna do to you..."

Kuro was actually planning to apply a scissor hold of her own to Carmen once they were on their sides, but unfortunately the girl one upped her and reacted faster. She grunted as those toned legs pressed her waist, her hands went for them immediately to free herself. That left her open on the other front, however, and Carmen eagerly took advantage on it as she pulled Kuro into another kiss.

"Mmm..." she moaned into the girl's mouth, her struggling distracted by the feeling of Carmen's soft lips and tongue running inside her mouth.

This wasn't good from a fighter's perspective, but Kuro found it hard to maintain her focus like this. She dug her nails on the thighs of Carmen in a rather desperate attempt to loosen the pressure from the scissor, before attempting to focus on just pulling one of those legs away from her midsection. From there, while still holding onto the leg of her opponent, Kuro's other hand would give Carmen's breast another rough squeeze, so she could follow up her effort with an attempt to roll the girl onto her back.

Nothing took away resistance like an extra tongue roaming around your mouth. If Carmen intended to spend any real time in the AFW, she'd have to take that lesson to heart.

The nails in thigh stung, but it would take more than little pricks to get her thighs loose. Carmen just powered down on the kiss in response, shoving her tongue down even further, approaching the point of pain. practically smothering her with the kiss. The rough squeeze on her breast broke her away with a cry, echoing into Kurohime's mouth as she pulled away and the rolled again, this time moving onto Carmen's back. Her scissorhold weakened from the movement; the sudden jolt made her ankles come apart, and she tried to lock them back in before Kurohime had a chance to escape. "Damn it-"

Kuro got herself a brief respite from both the scissor and the kiss as they rolled over. Her hand did its best to hold onto the leg of the boxer, although she realized that it's only a matter of time until Carmen would attempt to clamp her legs together again. This time, however, Kuro already figured out a better solution for it.

Flashing a smirk to Carmen, her hands shot for the girl's chest again. One of them tugged the boxer's bra upwards to expose her bare orbs, and from there she would knead those lovely breasts firmly, her thumbs and index fingers pinching lightly on the nipples of the girl. The longer Carmen refused to release her waist, the harder her fingers would pinch the boxer's nipples, although she'd only add the pressure a little by little.

Kuro planned to wriggle her body upwards as much as she could when the pressure on her waists starting to loosen, so she could attempt to kiss Carmen again while also bringing a knee between the girl's legs for yet another distraction.

Carmen was starting to detect a patter. Whenever Kurohime smirked, something (relatively) bad was about to happen. It was not a (relatively) good sign.

Carmen panted in heat as her breasts were exposed to fresh, popping out of the bandeaux. Of course, Kurohime wasn't about to stop there - sure enough, her hands went to work on the breasts, grinding them, groping them, working them like putty through her fingers - and getting stronger and stronger by the second. Carmen managed to lock her legs again, but the stronger Kurohime worked, the less her legs wanted to squeeze. The correlation as clear.

"Clever girl."

When he legs were too weak to hold her anymore, Kurohime moved up and put Carmen back in the kiss, and it was deja vu all over again - Kurohime on top, Carmen below, and the match getting out of her hands. The Japanese firecracker was hard to get off once she got on. Kurohime's thigh worked her into a fury - she could feel an orgasm starting to build up, and if that happened...

Carmen figured she would wait to see Kurohime will start the count, enjoying the position until she does - at which point, she'll wait till it hits five, then move away from the kiss and give Kurohime a love bite on the neck. Hopefully enough to break her focus and allow Carmen to push up and roll to the side, pushing off of Kurohime and separating them.

Kuro decided to play around a bit with Carmen, she kept the kiss intact while working on the girl's breasts and crotch using her hands and knee. After a bit she pulled away to start the count, thinking that she probably got the boxer distracted enough.

"1... 2... 3..."

Just as she hit the number five, Carmen reacted and gave her a bite on the neck. Normally it might not be that effective, but Kuro had to admit that at this point she probably was getting a little overexcited herself. Her temporary paused allowed the boxer to shove her off, although Kuro would just gave the girl a predator-like grin while she seated on the floor.

"Looks like I'll have to make you cum first before claiming you as my prisoner," she teased.

Carmen rolled away, off the mat and into the hallway - she started to come back out, but paused - the space was pretty narrow, that could work to her advantage. Kuro's style seemed to rely on dodging and movement, and the hallway would force her to take it straight on.

Of course, she had to get Kuro in there in the first place for that plan to work. She'd need a little bait, then.

Carmen took off her top bra - it was already halfway up, anyway - and tossed it over to Kurohime, letting her get a good look before she brought her arms up in her favored boxing stance, bouncing on her toes. "What are you waiting for, then?" Her teeth flashed in a Cheshire smile, shining through the shadow of her arms. "Come and get me."

Kuro smirked as she watched Camen taunted her from the hallway. She could see through the girl's tactic, but it didn't seem like she had much option. Not to mention that she felt an urge to get another feel of the boxer's body. She got up to her feet and brushed her hair, before slowly approaching her target. She needed to get this right.

Once she felt like she got a good distance, Kuro would dash forward, trying to surprise Carmen with her speed even if she might not be able to use some footwork to feign her offense. What she went for, instead, was grabbing the arms of the boxer, so she could slam her to the wall on her side, before pinning her opponent against the wall with her body.