Yayuuki Sakura vs Heather Sunderland

Lucky was over the MOON about how utterly CUTE Heather was being beneath her! If Sakura didn't have such a firm belief in her own squishy sweetness, she might've just concluded that the champion-to-be was even cuter than SHE was! From the moment she took control the the reimplimentation of the smother, the cheerleader was grinning hopelessly down upon her rival, loving every little thing about her! She loved her cute little red face, she loved how meek and sweet she's been, she loved the way she felt and tasted when she kissed and rubbed her face all over her breasts... She loved how passionate a woman she was about what she liked... even now, she could feel the POUNDING beat of her opponent's pulse in her wrists as their arms locked up gently.

Most of all, though, she loved the contrast between the sweetheart she truly was and the punk-rebel motif she seemed to practice, the dichotomy only serving to make her EVEN CUTER! She was going to get a LOT more kisses from Sakura.... she would see to that herself!

"C'mere you big, squishy softy!" Lucky giggled, gently pulling Heather into her as she leaned back, rolling on her back with her opponent on top, a hand gently resting on the back of her head! Sakura's legs wrapped around her opponent's waist once more, holding her gently close as her other arm limply wrapped around her upper back, hugging her even closer...

"You're so nice, you know that...?" She murmured, her hand slipping from the back of Heather's head, instead merely stroking her hair, trusting her to stay hidden away in her copious cleavage! "I'm so happy I gotcha as my opponent~!"

Heather had definitely found herself quite the opponent in Sakura. It was clear that the girl had an attraction to her and the feeling was definitely mutual. This match had taken quite the sensual turn with the two atop eachother, Sakura's breasts smooshing completely into Heather's face. She really..really had to work on these sorts of positions..it was lulling Heather in more and more and an increasing amount of her opponents was starting to figure out this whole weakness of hers. She knew this, but part of her wanted to keep this part of herself..way too addicted to being pinned by another girl like this.

"M-mnh..mmnmhn.." She whined and whimpered out into her chest, her body squirming and twisting around before suddenly Lucky pulled her into her, rolling onto her back like that. Heather was a bit stunned by this shift in position--the girl giving up the leverage to pull her into a hug-like position with her arms and legs around her, her face just stuffed down into those breasts as she stroked at her hair.

Heather winced hard, partly remaining in this position for a little bit before she planted her hands on the mat. Snapping herself out of it, she yanked her head up from the girl's breasts, pushing herself back as much as she could as she struggled with those legs. "Gh..h-hah..I..I-I'm glad as well..b-but I can't..just let you have your way!" She let out, struggling a little more before she lifted up both her hands, aiming to plant them on Sakura's chest. She tried to grope and knead at those breasts, using them to pull herself up, trying to lock a firm kiss down on Sakura's lips!

Heather didn't stay trapped in her breasts as long as she liked... a pity because she was really starting to enjoy her face resting between her boobs... Lucky's lack of sincere effort in keeping her rival ensnared in her grip gave Heather all the time in the world she needed to pull herself free! Sakura only smiled up at the purple-haired beauty innocently, her emerald eyes sparkling with great warmth as she loomed over her.

...Yeah... She wasn't in much of a favorable position... She could see that now... It tended to be a trend with Sakura when she got carried away with beautiful opponents... She'd make a concession here, allow them to move there... and suddenly she was pinned to the floor with her opponent on top! And speaking of which...

Heather informed Sakura of how happy SHE was that Lucky was her opponent... but such joys wouldn't keep her from controlling this match! Lucky only winked playfully up at her, putting on a face of mock disappointment that her EVIL plan had been discovered!

"Oh noooooO!" Lucky hammed in her best villain voice! "Curse you and your perceptive mind! My plan has been discov-AAAH!" Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed onto Sakura's ample breasts, fingers squeezing and groping them with the expertise of someone who had done this before! As if pressing a button, the cheerleader's face flashed as deep a blush as she were capable of, steam practically rising up from her cheeks as she let out a soft moan...

Even that too was soon silenced, a pair of lips Sakura found familiar pressed into hers, this time being much stronger... dominant, COMMANDING! Lucky's eyes shot WIDE as she stared up at Heather, shocked by her sudden boldness... but gradually they fell closed, Sakura draping her arms over her rival's neck as they made out on the ring floor.

"Mmmmmm...." She moaned softly, wondering somewhere in the back of her mind WHY she didn't kiss her every moment from the time they entered the ring.

Heather grinned as she started turning things around with the groping, kneading at those lovely large breasts of hers. She rolled and squeezed at them as she moved up like that, bringing her lips up and down towards Sakura's. She hummed into those lips, letting herself just melt downwards into the warm and soft sensation of her lips. She wriggled a little atop her, her chest smooshing and pressing against Lucky's as she went all in on the kiss.

She gave the deepest hum, her head pounding and spinning as she felt that lovely sensation of her arms coming up around her, the gentle embrace they were sharing was just incredible.. and Heather was slightly getting lost in the feeling and losing sight of the match...but Heather wasn't about to let the advantage that she was pushing for herself just slip away suddenly.

She kept in the kiss for a little while longer, gyrating and rubbing her body down against her, making sure their chest smooshed and rubbed all over eachother--before moving up a little more--and then a little more, bending her body to keep the kiss before finally arching her body enough to sit herself on Sakura's hips. She suddenly pulled away, grabbing at her arms and pulling her body up to lock her in a bodyscissor hold.

She tried to fall to the side, aiming to squeeze her as hard as she could, really wanting to constrict her legs around her body.

Lucky hummed with reverence as she was kissed by her opponent, the cheerleader holding her as close as she could as their lips pressed harder and harder against one another. She felt her acknowledgement of her surroundings bleed away into nothing as the two of them shared what felt like the deepest of attraction for one another, expressed through the soft and loving kisses of another woman. Heather felt so good and her technique was excellent... clearly, her opponent was skilled in kisses... in giving them from they way she did to Lucky... Sakura found herself growing more and more enamored with her each passing minute... almost to the point of wanting to find where that netting came off!

Heather began to grind herself against Sakura and she did the same, gently rubbing her back up and down against the floor to mash their breasts against and grind their hips against one another! She moaned louder and louder into her (now) partner's lips, her arms tightening a little around her neck to pull her as close as possible... She never wanted this to end... She never wanted Heather to leave her...

EVER.

If she could just cradle her squishy softy like this forever, she would be a very.... VERY happy girl...

Regrettably, either due to human anatomy requiring air or Heather's own decision, the two eventually separated, Lucky's eyes fluttering open as her chest heaved up and down against her opponent's her lips curled up into a sweet, but needy smile...

"...Don't go..." She asked needily, leaning up as her opponent drew away. "...Please... kiss me s'more..." ...In response, all she got was a body-scissor... While she might've been kiss-drunk before, this pain instantly sobered the cheerleader up, her eyes widening as her hands shot down to her rival's knees, prying at them!

"Ooooowwwww..." She mumbled, feeling her abs and spine bent with the crushing strength of Heather's legs! "...And we were having such a good time toooooooo..." As much as Lucky wanted to be as close to the beautiful purple-haired woman before her, she needed to get out of this... to save herself otherwise she would have no choice to submit! Tears were already bubbling up in her eyes from the intense, crushing force, Sakura trying to scoot them both towards the nearest rope!

Heather knew full well how much Sakura had been totally absorbed in what she was doing. It was made clear to Heather how much this girl absolutely loved kisses, and the feeling of how much she was just..pushing in to this kiss was making that even more clear. Heather kept it on for as long as she had to to get Sakura used to it before she was finally able to ease out of that break and turn it into that hard submission hold.

"Ahahaa! Can't take your mind off the game! We're still in a match here! Save all those desires for after!" She said, speaking in nearly a sing-songy tune, quite a bit happy with her whole plan having worked out to a T. She kept up with how tightly she was squeezing her, lifting her hips off the mat a little to add in even more pressure around her body, using her strong thighs to squeeze the life out of her.

She tried her best to keep hold of her as she was crawling to the ropes, giving her a nice good deal of pain through her body. She was dragged along the mat to those ropes, narrowing her eyes when Sakura finally reached them, the ref counting down. Heather again held the submission until three before letting go. She picked herself up, grabbing Sakura and pulling her upwards to her knees. She tried to pull her head in under her arm, throwing her leg back before thrusting it forward, trying to drive her head into the mat using the momentum, attempting a hard Snap DDT!

"B-but... I wanna kiss you NOW though..." Sakura protested as she finally reached the ropes after an agonizing and long scoot! Grabbing onto one of the ropes, Lucky was about to call for a rope-break but before she even could, she found her opponent's crushing grip relent! Blinking in surprise, the cheerleader took a deep breath, preparing to rise up to her feet... but Heather was already ahead of her in that department!

Somewhat roughly, she tugged Lucky up to her knees... ONLY TO PLANT HER HEAD INTO THE FLOOR IN A SKILLFUL DDT!

Instantly, Sakura's big, emerald eyes dulled as she SLAMMED into the floor without much resistance to lessen the blow, the poor girl flipping HARD on her front from the sheer force of impact! Weakly her hands rose up to her face, covering it as she let out a soft groan of pain... The room was spinning, her head was rocked... she couldn't even think of much...

...Besides how much she wanted to kiss Heather...

AND THAT meant she had to win this match so she could kiss her all she wanted tonight! Still... she had just been SLAMMED into the floor of the ring head first... and that wasn't something so easily recovered from! Her large, buxom chest rose and fell heavily as she attempted to work through the utter disorientation...

Heather picked herself up right after landing that DDT, a long breath coming from her mouth with her own satisfaction of what she had just accomplished. She was able to take her down hard after the two had shared that quite sensual position just seconds before. She knew she couldn't stop t here though. This was the perfect set up for Heather to finish things off. She nod her head as she looked over to the corner, dragging Sakura towards it a little as she did.

She let her lie on her back in front of the corner before Heather turned herself around to face it. She nod to herself a little, a grin forming on her face as she took hold of the top rope. Her heart was pounding and racing with the rush of adrenaline and anticipation that was surging through her, this match getting her all different kinds of worked up, and Heather couldn't get enough of it. She put it in her head though that this would totally be the end of it right here!

She gripped the ropes tightly before finally she pulled at them, leaping up. She hopped onto the middle rope before bouncing off that one and jumping right to the top. Immediately, she propelled herself back with a corkscrew moonsault, trying to come crashing down onto the girl with her Sundersault 2.0 finisher!

Lucky lay sprawled out on the mat, completely off-her game after her head had been spiked into it. She had barely noticed her rival leave her side until she was already climbing the ropes nearby, Sakura turning her head to watch numbly as her purple-haired rival readied herself atop the center rope!

It was when she hopped to the top in a quick and alarming speed did the Cheerleader snap out of her daze, coming back to reality as her opponent was already on her way down! She wasn't fast enough to get out of the way now... That was impossible for anyone that wasn't a superhuman!... But she could still defend herself! Folding her knees inward over her chest and stomach, Lucky's knees would now cover what her opponent was aiming for, Heather landing on a much harder, sharper target instead!

This didn't mean Sakura wouldn't still be subject to pain, however... That last drop on her knees didn't help matters either and the weight of a whole person falling on her wasn't exactly healthy in it of itself! Should Heather fall on her the way Lucky intended her too, the cheerleader would wince, gritting her teeth to help bare the sharp burning in her legs as she tried to push her rival off to the side and off of her!

Should she succeed, Lucky would push herself slowly... painfully to her feet, limping over to her fallen rival and pulling HER up to her feet! It was time to get her revenge a bit!

Raising a leg up to Heather's face, Sakura would take her arm in her hands and drop back down to the ground in a reverse-stomp face-breaker, aiming to knock the future champion OUT right then and there!

Heather thought that she had her here--that this was the end for sure. She leaped through the air with her finisher, flying in that beautiful arc that she always did, heading straight for her. She expected that nice firm landing, signalling that this was the end..but instead she was suddenly assaulted from that sharp pain. Heather's eyes widened as she came crashing down onto her knees, feeling them just dig into her hard from the counter.

She let out a loud yell, spittle coming from her mouth as she was easily pushed off her afterwards. She lie there aside her, gasping for air as she held her stomach. The wind was knocked out of her from that landing, Heather desperately having to regain her breathing as she squirmed and writhed on her back. She couldn't believe with such a simple maneuver it had been turned right back around again, Heather finding herself at a critical defensive position.

She groaned out as Lucky gripped her arm, pulling at her like that and forcing her up onto her feet. Heather stumbled up a little, squirming just a bit with the whole motion of being forced to stand before Sakura went right into action. Heather's eyes widened as she was pulled forward, dropped with her right into that move, her head jerking back as her vision faltered for a second. She fell onto her back, crumbling from that hit, just barely holding on.