Death Bunny vs. Blossom Fields II - The Quickening

And Blossom was, once again, introduced to the business end of Death Bunny's wrath, in the form of a fist to the head. Not pleasant, putting it mildly; the big girl had a whopper of a punch.

"Aw." She pouted. "But Debbie's such a neat name for-"

Blossom shook her head and started to stand up, when Death Bunny came over and helped her with the effort, grabbing hold of her and putting her into a headlock - Blossom put up a struggle, but her floppy-eared foe had it locked in tight, she wouldn't be going anywhere without much footing. In desperation - and because she really wanted to - she reached one of her hands around and started to caress Death Bunny's ass, gently kneading the beautiful flesh, feeling it morph around her fingers and take shape - Blossom could tell she really kept it in good shape.

After having thoroughly researched the art of hentai matches,(which she did by watching a few archived matches by the masters, including Natalia among others....which she would never tell anyone she did), Bunny surmised that it was better to wear your opponent down first before going for the raunchy tricks. D.B. was at a disadvantage then, since she didn't need to be roughed up for all those risque tactics to seriously wind her. She dreaded it, but she knew at some point she would have to turn up the heat herself.

"Yah!!" A girlish yelp would escape her lips as Blossom started fondling her bunny behind, briefly releasing her from the headlock as both arms bent upwards at her sides. After a second or two of the forced groping, Bunnys anger would surface as she would attempt to grab Blossoms lowered head and shove it in behind her thighs before bending over and lifting her up for a powerbomb!!

"Hands off!!"

Blossom really had to admire Death Bunny's body - as much time as she spent perfecting her own strength, it was clear how much time she'd put into it. Blossom could feel the hard muscle under that soft, supple skin, a testament to just how powerful she was, how dangerous she was, as her tiny hands dug even deep.

Unfortunately, the euphoria wasn't lasting - Death Bunny had other ideas. Namely the start of a powerbomb, that she easily and mercilessly lifted Blossom into, holding her nearly six feet in the air while cameras flashed all around them, perfectly capturing the panicked look on her face.

Blossom wasn't a high-flying luchadore by any real measure, but she'd seen the hurricanrana done enough times - she felt confident enough to give it a shot. She jerked back and pulled up with her legs in one, swift move, trying to fling Death Bunny up, up and away with the surprise attack - crossing her fingers the whole way and hoping it didn't just make her situation that much worse. A likely possibility, too.

Bunny would hold her in place for several seconds as the white flashes circled all around them, but she knew something had gone terribly wrong the second she felt Blossom clench her muscular thighs around D.B.s face. Her cheeks would blush a slight red not only at the pressure of the hold but also at the embarrassment at having been tossed around by someone nearly a foot shorter than her.

She would gasp out loud as she was flipped gracefully through the air, landing with a thud that made the ring shake. The crowd cheered in high approval of the flashy counter as Blossoms petite size and previous loss to D.B. easily made her the underdog. D.B. had become accustomed to playing the villain, she had no control over what others thought of her, she just did what she wanted consequences be damned. But you would think that by now Bunny would have become accustomed to Blossom's abnormal strength and athleticism....you would think.

*Groan*….I hate when she does that….* Bunny thought as she laid on her back staring into the headlights. Breathing out a heavy sigh she would soon afterwards roll onto her front and lift herself upwards.

That actually went a lot better than she expect it to - Blossom wasn't about to become a high-flyer or anything, but the hurricanrana worked, and to devastating effect. She might just have to put that one in her regular toolkit - maybe throw in a few other counters, too; she was so small, people had a tendency to try and throw her around a lot. Would be good to have a few surprises waiting for them.

She put those thoughts on the backburner and focused back on Death Bunny - it had been a good move, but it would take a lot more than that to keep her down. A lot more. Fortunately, Blossom felt like she had a lot more to give, tonight.

A Death Bunny started rising, Blossom rushed over to her jumped up, and tried to catch her in her Limpet - basically a bearhug/scissorhold combo, wrapping her arms around Death Bunny's torso while her legs wrapped around the waist, squeezing hard and crushing her with both...while at the same time working up some pleasant feelings as she rubbed her sex against Bunny's, starting a slow rhythm.

Bunny would barely get to her feet before Blossom leaped up and embraced her in the constricting submission, almost toppling over from the added weight. D.B. didn't know Blossom knew a move this painful thanks to her own hidden strength, clenching her teeth from the paralyzing effect of the combined bearhug/scissorhold maneuver. With her one free arm, she was once again about to start raining fists down on her opponents head, until she felt the slow gyrations of Blossoms sex against her own.

"Mmm!!" Her hand would instead grasp the back of Blossoms head and pressed it against her own neck until they were cheek to cheek. Bunny would fall to her knees as the tight bearhug weakened her as well. D.B. couldn't believe how stunned she was from this one sensation, she wasn't even getting the full effect as her denim shorts did provide some protection.

"Y-you just can't seem to keep your hands off me......can you"? She said with a grin as she whispered this into Blossoms ear.

Ah, crud - Blossom only managed to lock in one arm. With Death Bunny, that was no good - one arm was all she needed to cave her skull in and do a whole assortment of extremely unpleasant things. Sure enough, she was already bringing it in, and Blossom winced in anticipation of the pain...

...and nothing happened. Nothing painful, anyway. Instead, Death Bunny gave her a gentler touch, holding the back of her head and bringing them closer. Blossom was so stunned, she almost broke the hold right then and there, but she kept it locked in when Bunny fell to her knees. It was working. Working better than she could have imagined - Debbie wasn't just turned on, she was turned on and actually getting into it.

"Yeah, guilty." She whispered back, and planted a kiss on Death Bunny cheeked, following it up with a little lick. "I'm...well, I kind of thought a lot about you, after our match, I've got to admit. You were my first and all. It's special."

A small shiver went up Bunny's spine went she felt the wet kiss on her cheek. What Blossom just said confirmed Bunnys suspicions that she may actually have a crush on the long eared one, she just didn't understand what she possibly could have done to bring out these strong feelings of infatuation in Blossom. What did she see in Bunny that would cause her to act like this towards someone who everyone else stayed cleared of?......shouldn't have high-fived her.....

"Heh....you never forget your first time....trust me", Bunny murmured as she, for the first time in the match, returned her tenderness by pressing her lips against Blossoms neck, slowly ascending as she breathed through her nose. All this heated affection, both verbal and physical, had finally gotten to Bunny, even if she didn't understand it's reasoning. Her head wasn't completely out of the game however. Now that she knew how Blossom felt it may be an advantage to her in the match. If she felt that strongly about her, it may affect her even greater once Bunny turned up the heat.

"Imagine how you'd feel if I beat you up even worse....", Bunny whispered as she left little pecks on her cheek, hoping the stimulation may actually make Blossoms hold weaken....

It was true - Blossom had been thinking about her a lot. It was her first real match, and even though she'd had others, they hadn't really come close to it, so far. Fighting Bunny had been a real experience - her first time in the ring, first time trying herself out against another woman in the ring, the contact, the competition, the exchanges - even the pain. Blossom never pegged herself as the submissive type, but there was something alluring about being beaten in such a hard match. It wasn't just sexy...it was respectful, too.

Plus, the bunny ears were just too cute to resist.

So when Death Bunny started kissing her back, putting those tender kisses on her neck, Blossom felt herself starting to melt a little - the hold slackened, to the point where it was just tight enough to hold on, as Blossom let out a low gasp, blowing hot breath into Death Bunny's ears. Her regular ears, not the floppy ones.

"Well..." She started running her hand down Bunny's back. "You can try...but you know I'm not that easy."

Bunny would flinch and clutch Blossom closer to her chest in response to the heated breaths, her theory paying off as Blossoms hold was weakened enough for her to get the feeling back in her left arm. The slacking of the hold would also slow down the pace of Blossoms grinding, which Bunny was grateful as signs of wetness were starting to show on her thankfully out of sight panties.

Slowly she would lower herself down onto Blossom while keeping up sensual love pecks, some along her collarbone as well. Once flat down on the mat, Bunny would try to slowly break up the bearhug/scissorhold combo with her formerly trapped arm. If freed, Bunny would raise herself up to stare down at Blossom and take a moment to realize just what the hell she was doing.

How did things escalate this quickly so fast? For someone who was so nervous about these types of matches she was certainly catching on fast. Her opponent was probably the answer to that. Blossom didn't really abuse the rules of this match to humiliate Bunny, (outside of the ass grab), which was what Bunny was afraid of would happen. Things were kept relatively harmless which helped her ease into it rather than over whelm her. Things might still get crazy later on, but at least she could trust Blossom not to...wait, since when did she start trusting Blossom?

"Well, let's try anyway...." Bunny teased as she slowly lowered herself onto Blossom, pressing her orbs down onto hers, for the first time kissing Blossom of her own choice, both hands on her shoulders.