Ayami vs Jenny

She should have pressed the attack. She should have moved against the crawling bitch and ended it right there and then. The tide was once again in her favor, but her legs wouldn't move quite right. She was wet, she was faint, she was sluggish, and she was in pain, and it was as if she had a dozen fevers at once. Ayami half-stumbled after Jenny, her eyes half-closed in pain and heat, her breath coming harder and faster than it had ever been, their bodies so wet they my as well be competing in an oil wrestling match.

And this time...This time she felt the heat rising. The third one.

She had to end this fast.

When she caught up to Jenny, she would deliver a rough if clumsy kick to the cunt. If successful, she would all but fall on her, her arms wrapping around her throat, her knees jabbed into her back, seeking to end her with a rear chinlock.

She crawled away, stumbling a bit as she slipped across the padded floor trying to get away. This girl was crazy! And mean! "G-get away!" She shouted as he scrambled away. If she could just get away enough to recover her senses a bit and get to her feet, she could turn this thing around. She'd almost had Ayami finished with her last submission, after all. If she could just get one more, it'd be it. Though, it likely meant the same for Jenny if Ayami managed to lock one in.

As the heat rose again, she gasped, the heat was just... unbearable. Hell, if she held out long enough, maybe it'd end up being a draw when they both succumbed to the heat.

But everything stopped and went silent suddenly as her entire lower torso lit up with pain. Once it finally registered in her mind, she screamed, flopping over to her back and kicking her legs wildly. She only barely registered when Ayami fell on top of her, belly to belly, all of a sudden, almost knocking the wind out of her.

Jenny's face was a blur to her, but she could see the pain and the weariness and the sheer exhaustion on it. Did she look like that too? Prettier, of course, she thought, and a weak chuckle escaped her, followed by a long coughing fit. Her opponent was still. Slick and wet and near utterly still. Had she won? No, she didn't think so. The heat would have gone off if one of them won. Her rear choke had failed, but Ayami moved to a grapevine, pressing against Jenny and stretching her out, trapping her. Her face was now a hair's breath away from Jenny's. Close enough to kiss, even.

"Give up." Ayami couldn't believe how weak her voice was. "Give up, and it's over. We can do this the easy way or the fucked up way. Your call."

"Aaagh no!" She squealed as Ayami tangled up her legs and stretched them painfully. Luckily, she was quite limber, but likely not as much as the ninja girl she was up against. There was no escaping this hold, not when she was as weak as she was...

There was little else to do except wrap her arms around Ayami's chest and squeeze. Clasping both hand behind Ayami's back, she took a deep breath, clenched her teeth and bore down as much as she could, hoping she could force a submission before she either passed out or tapped out, herself.

Ayami struggled to get her overhead grapevin set up, for her arms were aching and shaking and her vision was blurry from sweat and the tolls of the fight. That cost her. Jenny wrapped her arms around her before she could trap them, and she screamed hoarsely.

She had to smother her out one way or another. She had to. She wasn't going to lose this. But her arms were trapped in Jenny grip soooo...

She kissed Jenny.

It was a rough kiss, utterly sloppy, and she missed briefly the first time, leaving a trail of sweat and drool on Jenny's nose, but she kissed her. There was no real sexual element to it, at least not at the end of this tiring match, just Ayami desperately trying to force the last bits of Jenny's breath out of her.

Hearing the scream, she grinned a bit, struggling through the pain of the painful stretch in her legs. Though, her flexibility helped to ease her suffering a bit. She was confident, then, that her hold was making a bigger impact. This meant good things for her. It was only a matter of time. She just had to power through it and squeeze the life out of the girl.

Then... she blinked in surprise.

Ayami had locked lips with her. Here eyes widened as she realized what was happening. Her cheeks burned bright red suddenly as she released the hold, kicking and squirming wildly as she pushed at Ayami's shoulders, trying to force her to end the kiss.

Ayami kissed harder still, ignoring the pushing, ignoring everything. She just had to power on for just a little bit longer. Her arms now free, she grabbed Jenny in the same hug that she was in but a few moments ago, forcing them closer.