Heather Sunderland vs Kura Shimizu

Heather grinned wide as she connected with that toe kick, watching Kura double over like that. She was just about done with letting the girl have her way with her. As much as she would be lying if she tried to say she wasn't..enjoying Kura's forwardness, she was just about ready to show that she wasn't the type she could just mess around with. She had her experience and skills on her side and she was gonna turn it around and take it to her right now!

"Oh I think I'll have a bit of my own fun if you don't mind. You're totally mine now." Heather pushed quite the smirk on her face, having to hold herself back from licking her lips as she felt Kura's arms wrap around her midsection. She wasn't worried, she could tell it was a bit out of desperation to try and keep her advantage, but Heather wasn't going to let her have it. She moved with her, aiming to take advantage herself of the situation.

She brought her arm forward and down, aiming to lock it around her head for a front facelock like position. She throw her leg back before kicking it forward, aiming to use the momentum to drive Kura's head as sharply into the mat as she could with a Snap DDT!

Kura took a few short shaky breathes to try and refill her lungs and bring her back to the natural balance of air she required. Despite her sudden disadvantage, she didn't seem too terribly concerned. While she had wrapped her arms around Heather's waist to somewhat defend herself, she didn't seem in a hurry to do anything else.

Even as Heather hooked her arm around her neck, flexing it nice and tight… was Kura purring a bit? She certainly was. Her hands reaching out to groped her captors backside in the few fleeting moments before she was whipped down to the canvas.

“Augh!” She let out a grunt as her head was driven down into the mat, her body briefly held in and upright vertical position on impact before gravity brought the rest of her down beside Heather, laying face down on the mat.

Heather let out a slight little grunt as she put as much force in that DDT as she could, driving Kura's head firmly into the mat. She moved onto her knees immediately afterwards, pushing the girl onto her back as she did, looking her over. This girl that was taunting her the whole time with sensual motions and moved and all that, she had to quickly act to keep her as vulnerable as Heather had thought she made her now.

She pushed herself up immediately, nearly hopping to her feet as her next actions ran through her head in quick succession. She nod to herself, knowing full well what she was going to do next, moving in to act.

She rushed to the ropes, leaping onto them and attaching herself to the middle, grabbing onto the top. Immediately afterwards, she pushed herself off, leaping into a springboard to try and come down onto Kura with a moonsault!

Kura groaned softly as she was rolled over onto her back, looking up at Heather looming over her. It had been lovely in the woman's arms, until her head was spiked into the canvas. Now she was leaving her. She couldn't help but find that a bit disappointing. She remained wordless as her head turned slightly to the side, golden eyes following the purple haired beauty as she ran off towards the nearby ropes.

She watched as the woman leap up only to somersault back off the ropes in a graceful display of acrobatic prowess. Heather looked almost as perfect in motion as she had locked within her clutches. It felt slightly wrong when she tucked her knees up towards her chest to await her soaring opponent. Like holding a beautiful flower in your palm only to crush it.

Her knees were ready to intercept Heather exposed abdomen as her moonsault brought her down on a crash course. The moment her opponent landed on her trap, she would reach up to try and capture the woman's head under her arm in a tight headlock. "So sorry love~"

She would roll her body through to try and flip Heather to the mat while she took up residence laying across the woman's chest, trying to crank her head with one arm pressed firm to her the side of her chest. If she managed to find purchase on top of Heather, her legs would attempt to wrap around one of her arms to scissor it tightly while she tried to work the girl over.

Heather felt the lovely sensation of flying through the air with that springboard moonsault, heading straight towards Kura in quite the arc. She felt the air rushing against her, her heart racing as the whole thing felt like it was all going in slow motion. It was this rush that Heather just loved to experience every time she did things like this..however, unfortunately for her, it wasn't going to end in a very good way.

Instead of the slightly blunt impact of landing directly on Kura, she instead felt that sharp pain slam into her abdomen as the girl brought her knees up like that. She yelled out in pain, about to get up onto her knees before her head was caught in Kura's arm, pulled right into that headlock. Her struggles didn't lead much anywhere as Kura forced her over, lying atop her and locking her arm between her legs like that.

She whined and whimpered out, put in complete control beneath the girl, the match having been turned right around again, leadingto Heather helplessly shaking her head, whining out all the while.

For as casual as Kura seemed to lay across Heather’s chest the transition from being beneath the woman to on top of her had been alarmingly quick and skillfully executed. The purple haired girls arm was pinned indefinitely between the modern day Ninja’s thighs so tightly she might as well have been handcuffed to the mat.

Her headlock however, was far more playful… by her standards anyway. Fingers interlocked, she cranked the hold intermittently, giving small breaks from the constrictive hold. She tilted herself in just the weight way to press her breast flush with the side of Heather’s head, pulling her into her soft warm bosom with every loving torque of the hold.

“Very majestic.” She cooed softly. She enjoyed flying herself, though rarely got the opportunity save for the matches against a larger opponent where mobility was king. She could respect the girl’s talent, of which their seemed to be quite a bit of. It shouldn't have been a surprise though, after all this woman was a veteran of the league. But, as Kura often did, she had taken her fight back to the ground where the woman's wings were clipped.

She seemed to enjoy the quiet whines of Heather in her grasp, as well as the woman's small squirms and struggles. With each flex of her arms, she could feel the effect she was having, working away at the Heather's energy and resolve. “When you aren't in the ring, what do you like to do?” A bit of polite conversation? Here in the ring? While she was crushing her in a headlock? Sure. Kura wanted to know more, though, it had the added benefit of keeping Heather in the sapping hold if she actually stopped to converse. She doubted that of course, fully prepared to have to defend her perch as the woman beneath her recovered strength enough to fight back.

Heather felt like she was totally teasing her with the hold that she was putting on her, just nearly relaxing with the headlock. She squirmed and writhed, her arm locked completely by those lovely thighs, feeling her breast continuously pressing against the side of her head to just tease her even more.

She groaned and whined out, arching and squirming helplessly as she heard that cooing from Kura. She wanted to tell her to shut up..but she's done it so many times already that it nearly meant nothing in this situation. Her heart pound and raced, gulping quite hard as she writhed and squirmed around, all her actions seemingly just making Kura even more excited and enjoying the whole thing, so much so that she was just...starting to get into a casual conversation with her.

"Wh..I.." She didn't know what to say, stumbling over her words, a visible gulp appearing in her throat as she thought about how to respond to that. She would stay silent for a little while longer, whimpering out a little more, face as red as it could get as she finally spoke up again. "Ngnkh..S-stop messing around with me, a-alright? You're just..I..y-you're gonna get beat..s-so enough." She let out, kicking her legs to start to try and rock her body, desperately just trying to raise up her upperbody to force the girl's side onto her lap.