Death Bunny vs. Blossom Fields II - The Quickening

Sheesh, and Death Bunny said she was inexperienced with this? It was a good thing, because if she wasn't, Blossom would have been totally screwed. In every sense of the word.

Blossom tried to keep the hold locked, but it was no use - she just didn't have the will, not with Death Bunny bearing down on her, not with a wet dream coming true, right there and then. Her hands went to her sides and her legs dropped, her body on full display while Death Bunny loomed over it, her shadow seemingly darkening the world, a giant above her. Blossom bit her lip, not even sure what was going through her mind - she was hard to read sometimes. All the time, really - it was easy to tell she was a person who was used to keeping stuff bottled up. But it was also easy to tell that getting her to let loose would be worth the effort, at least in Blossom's mind. And she was right, for once.

Bunny descended and started to kiss her, and Blossom learned that she was pretty good at it; her carnal attentions lit her whole body on fire, thrashing underneath as the bigger woman's body dominated her own, overwhelmed it - she was starting to forget that this was a match, and one she was in rapid danger of losing. Not that she minded going over to Debbie's house for the night - she even looked forward to it - but dang it, she wasn't going down - heh, 'down' - without a fight!

She kept the kiss up, letting their tongues do the wrestling the rest of their bodies stopped doing while she started to rub her thigh along Bunny's crotch, all the while snaking her hands down the bigger girl's back to try and pull her pants down a few inches, slowly sliding them...

Bunny's hopes that Blossom's rhythmic grinding against her womanhood had come to an end as that erotic maneuver was the cause her of her current arousal, but the returned sensation made her heart skip a beat faster as she starting moaning into the heated kiss. Her body would bump and gyrate into Bunny's as their sweat started to mix with each others.

Their tongues wrestling each others for dominance, she would gasp with wide eyes and press harder against Blossoms lip before abruptly sitting back up and ending the embrace. In her haste to shed Bunny of her denim shorts, Blossom had inadvertently hooked her thumbs into Bunnys underwear, giving the audience half a showing of her bare back side!!

Her face bright red with a mortified look of embarrassment, she would pull up her pants and grab both of Blossoms hands and pin them above her head. Bunnys head would be lowered, trying to catch her breath as she leaned over Blossom with her plentiful chest heaving above her. Anyone who would ever dare to do that to her in the ring would normally have hell to pay for, but her emotional state had tempered her rage into a controlled annoyance.

"I''m going to assume....*pant*....that was an accident.", she declared eventually looking up to stare Blossom in the eyes. "Heh.....look at us....We really are amateurs at this huh?....The match has barely started and were both so worked up....but something tells me you really don't care who wins, do you"?

Blossom hadn't been looking to pull down Bunny's underwear - really, she hadn't been trying to do much more than make it easier for her hands to access it, but she was exactly good for precision at the moment. She sneered a bit at the audience as they jeered; they were past the point of modesty, but she did want to save some things for private...if Death Bunny was down for that, anyway. And, judging from her sudden but completely welcomed attitude, the signs looked good.

Blossom let out a gasp as her hands were forced above her head, struggling a bit under Death Bunny's grasp - she wasn't really trying to get away, just enjoying the feeling, but she doubted she could have gotten out if she really wanted to. She wasn't sure who was really the strongest between the two of them, but she was sure that they were close enough that it wouldn't matter with Debbie being on top - if she wanted to keep Blossom down, down was where Blossom would be. For now.

"Hey, I care!" She stuck her tongue out...and kept it out, licking up Death Bunny's chest and loving the salty taste. "I want to have George meet my plushies, and I need someone to help break my apartment in...but I'm kind of curious about your place, too..." She bit her lip, milking the innocent look. "And...sorry about the underwear. Here, I'll make it up to you."

Going totally off instinct, she lifted her head up and started to adorn Bunny's chest with kiss, sucking away the soft skin, gently kneading it between her teeth, tugging at it, pulling Death Bunny closer and closer.

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In actuality, the stakes were fairly high for DB. For someone who cherished her privacy and solitude like Bunny, letting a newcomer see her house was an uncomfortable proposition for her, friend or not. Not that she was afraid to show it off because it was a pigsty, which it wasnâ€t, she just hated the idea of exposing any part of herself to anyone. It made her feel….vulnerable.

Seeing Blossom squirm beneath her and turn up the cute factor made her right eye twitch as she glared at the downtrodden flower. *Tch……how does she expect me to beat her face in when she can make it look like that?*

“Would ya shut up about Geor-Ah!!” Bunny couldnâ€t say she didnâ€t see Blossoms sensual assault coming, but the feeling of it still caught her off guard. *Jeez sheâ€s eager…hasnâ€t given me a break from this stuff*. The kisses and forced suckling on her sweaty cleavage gave her goosebumps as she panted out loud, but it also gave her an idea, which if it worked may win her the match. She just wasnâ€t looking forward to it….like, at all.

With a large gulp, DB will release Blossoms hands that were pinned above her head and instead wrap her arms around her opponents head and press her into a breast smother. Gasping out loud from the feeling of Blossoms warm breath against her heaving orbs, her eyes would clench not just from the sensation but also from embarrassment. Slowly lifting herself up to her feet with Blossoms head still nuzzled firmly in her tits, Bunny will then attempt to place her hand against Blossoms crotch, lifting and turning her upside down for a bodyslam, this only being Phase 1 of the plan…

Ah, the old Innocent Look, perfected from many years of begging her parents for new books - it was good to see she could still get some mileage out of it, even here.

Blossom picked up the pace when she saw the effect she was having on Death Bunny - suddenly the appeal of hentai matches was starting to really catch on, she could see why so many girls went for it. There was something about not just arousing another woman, but using that arousal against her, teetering on the edge yourself the whole time...Blossom still wanted to be a serious competitor in the AFW, but she was definitely going to have to give this stuff more of a try. Eager and ready.

"Aw, but he's so MMMPH!" Speaking of eager and ready, she was neither for what Bunny did - the breast smother came out of nowhere. Not that Bunny's breasts were too small for it, it was just that Blossom never imagined she would even try. Not Debbie's style, at all, but then again this was turning out to be a day of firsts.

She enjoyed the position, though, and she knew she had nothing to fear - Debbie couldn't make her go from this angle, she was fairly sure. That assuredness was dash when Debbie turned her upside down, looking like she wanted a power move.

Blossom began to flail about a bit, trying to kick her way and get out, hoping to find freedom and not learn whatever it was that Debbie had planned.

*Would....you...stop....squirming!!!* The whole point of subjecting her to that blasted smother was to distract her enough for this setup. *Tch...Where does she get all this infernal energy from?!* Blossom had developed a nasty habit of kicking out of and reversing Bunnys power moves, and knowing that DB was somewhat prepared. Instead of fighting it, Bunny accommodated it and rather than slam her down slumped Blossom onto her shoulder.

Although her legs would waver slightly(Bunny still winded from her aroused state), her opponents light weight and stature alleviated the strain as Bunny clasped her hands around Blossoms waist tightly. "Just....try not to throw up, alright"? With that Bunny would spin in place several times as fast as she could before attempting to slam Blossom down in front of her towards the end, Bunny herself rolling to her back afterward trying to remember her own advice.

Blossom clenched her teeth, ready for the pain...but it never came. Instead, she was hoisted her up on her shoulders giving her a lovely view of the arena.

"Oh. So this is what it's like to be tall. Huh." She smiled and kicked her legs about as Bunny warned her. "Throw up? Why would I-"

Blossom cried out as she was hurled around in the airplane spin, the world whizzing about in a kaleidoscope of chaotic colors, her hair spinning around, limbs flailing, and yes, stomach churning. It all came to a stop in a moment and she was throw out, spinning around like some little, midget helicopter until she hit the floor in a belly flop.

"...wow." She laid there, face down.

Holding her head as she groggily stood back up, Bunny stomped over towards her opponent, teetering left and right like a drunkard. For phase 2 to work to she needed there to be no chance of escape, so she grabbed Blossoms leg and dragged her towards the middle of the ring. It was a miracle Bunny still remembered her plan after the heated preceding, which was to wear Blossom out physically before going in for the kill.

Flipping Blossom to her back, Bunny knelt down above her head, having one last thing to say before attempting a move she hoped would end this insanity. “You know…….you really are annoying.”

Knowing she needed to do this before her opponent got a second wind, (and before she lost her nerve), Bunny lowered herself down onto Blossom with her face nuzzled in between her cleavage. While adorning her orbs with light kisses and sucklings, Bunny would extend her right hand towards Blossoms crotch, rubbing it in circles gently through the fabric…

By the time the world stopped spinning, Death Bunny was on her, sitting by her head, looking down on her like a predator closing in on its prone prey.

A predator with giant, floppy bunny ears.

"Yeah, I get that a...a, uh...a..." Blossom was only one word away from completing that sentence, but she found proper syntax - and proper thinking in general - difficult when an incredibly hot woman was planting steamy kisses on her chest. To make matters worse, she was just as bold at lovemaking as she was at fighting, bringing her hand down to rub along Blossom's sex, invigorating her, intoxicating her.

Through the haze she just barely remember that this was a match, and a match she'd thought she stood a very good chance of winning until just a couple of minutes ago. "You're...ah, you're better at this than I, uh...than I thought you'd be."

She fought against her body and tried to crab walk away from Death Bunny, heading for the ropes.

D.B.s desperation towards ending this match quickly was showing at having attempted such a lewd maneuver. The longer this went on the more chances Blossom could get to turn this around, and that…..was more than an unpleasant notion in Bunnyâ€s book. Hoping the shock of the move would add to her advantage, Bunny would be the one surprised as Blossom lurched up and tried to crawl away. Lifting up her fists which her clasped together, she would attempt to pound Blossom back to the mat.

“…REALLY annoying…” She needed to keep pressing, that was her entire mindset as she leaned back and lifted Blossom up to lay atop her. Separating Blossoms legs with her own, Bunny will slowly grope her opponents chest with one hand, with the other resuming the rubbing sensation on Blossoms sex with a little more speed this time.

“Why run….*pant*…..this IS what you wanted……*pant*…..right?”