[Apartment Catfight Match] Lunara Ashmore vs Grace Campbell - Two cats in one room

The clatter of heels echoed down the hallway. Lunara walked slowly towards the elevator. There was a slight smile on the blonde's face. As always, she was in anticipation. She was now in the AFW's prestigious hotel building. And here a match awaited her. She had long wanted to take part in an apartment catfight, but she was sure that she would face Claudia in such a match. They still had one unfinished business. And Lunara was not going to give up her intentions to take a rematch. Well, not this time. The girl pressed a button, calling the elevator.

It was impossible to say that she was nervous, but Lunara still had some thoughts about the upcoming match. Today she was to meet with another debutant. After two defeats in a row, the predator thought she had gotten out of it, regaining her reputation. But, unfortunately, in her last match, where she also met the debutant, she was defeated. The girl snorted in displeasure, remembering that. The fault lay entirely with Lunara. She was too carried away by pleasure and because of this came to orgasm faster than Gabriela. Another name on the list. Lunara entered the elevator and pressed the button for the penthouse.

The American girl remembered with pleasure the time she spent with Sierra not so long ago. She wondered what her rival would have thought if Lunara challenged her to an apartment catfight? Surely the dark-skinned woman would have broken a lot of furniture, throwing Lunara all over the apartment. But in the end, the predator was confident that she could use her charm in order to pacify the Egyptian woman. Maybe someday they can check it out. Lunara stepped out of the elevator, in front of her was a short corridor and one single door leading to the apartment.

“It looks like I arrived first,” the girl said as she stepped inside.

Glancing around the hallway, Lunara nodded in satisfaction several times. These were truly spacious and luxurious apartments. Lunara's apartment was spacious and modern, and her sister's was even better. But this place was really presentable. Oh what is this? The blonde's lips stretched out into a smile. Cameras hung here and there on the walls. Of course, who would agree to miss such a sight? Victoria said Lunara's matches are attracting more and more people willing to give any money just to see her in action. She was popular and she enjoyed it to the fullest.

Well, she wasn't going to keep them waiting for her rival's arrival. Lunara kicked off her shoes, and then in one move untied the belt on her light cloak. Winking at the nearest camera, the predator took off her cloak, under which there was nothing but bright red lace underwear. Hanging her cloak on a hook, Lunara walked barefoot to where she thought the kitchen should be. The cameras turned after the girl and she did not refuse the audience in pleasure, swinging her hips widely.

ATTIRE:

She probably had a few minutes left before her rival arrived, so the blonde decided to spend this time wisely. She was not mistaken, the kitchen was indeed exactly where she expected. Looking around, the girl noticed one detail, her smile became a little wider.

“Thanks to the sponsors,” there was an ice bucket and an incredibly expensive bottle of champagne on the table.

However, she decided to postpone this, it is better to save the champagne so that she can drink a glass, putting her foot on the face of her defeated rival. In the meantime, she wanted to find something else. And she found it in the freezer. Taking out a bottle of good whiskey, the blonde poured herself half a glass and took some ice cubes from the bucket. Now she could go to the bedroom. Having passed the living room of simply incredible size, the girl finally arrived at the classic starting point of such matches.

A bed that could easily fit eight compact girls. A huge natural wool carpet. Bedside tables. Cupboards. Flower vases. Several armchairs. And other details that she didn't even pay attention to. Lunara went to the large window and looked out at night Tokyo. Taking a sip of the expensive drink and feeling the fire inside, the Jaguarundi licked her lips. She was going to spend a long and eventful night with the bitch who agreed to this match. It remains only to wait a little.

Oh, this beautiful night Tokyo. When she and her sister arrived here, they did not notice it. Studying at the university and constant brawls between gangs did not allow them to appreciate all the charm of this magical city. It only got worse when they graduated from university. Lunara and Sintharia decided it was time for adulthood. Office work, taxes and shit. But they could not live like this and soon they became the leaders of a real street gang. From that moment on, real life began. Although over time this has become a routine too. This is why Lunara started looking for a way to have fun. And that's why she was here today. Hearing the door open in the hallway, the girl turned her head to the side.

“Finally,” she said quietly.

The blonde was sure that in a minute her rival would enter the bedroom and they would finally be able to start the match. However, minutes later, Lunara was still standing by the window alone. She even raised her left eyebrow, wondering why her rival was hesitating. However, then she heard a loud sound. A loud sound... which was very much like the sound of broken glass. Not the most pleasant thought came to the head of the predator.

“Сan't be...” she muttered.

Taking a short sip of cold whiskey, Lunara left the bedroom, heading for the kitchen. Bare feet made almost no sound, even though the girl did not try to be hidden. She didn't like what she heard. And if that was what she thought, then... Lunara stopped in the doorway and quickly assessed the situation. The brunette, who was several inches shorter and several kilograms lighter than Lunara, unceremoniously broke the neck of an expensive bottle of champagne and was enjoying a glass of this wonderful drink right now. A drink that Lunara was only going to open at the end of the match to celebrate her victory.

“You must be fucking kidding…” she said, unable to believe what was happening.

She wanted to grab that bottle of champagne right now and then hit the insolent brunette. But then Lunara noted another thing, which she did not immediately notice due to the fact that she was amazed at the actions of her rival. Unlike Lunara, who was now only in her underwear, her rivals are fully clothed. Did this girl even hear that the rules and conditions of the match were not invented for nothing? To somehow relieve stress, Lunara took another sip of her whiskey.

“I am Lunara,” she said, leaning her right shoulder against the wall and not taking her eyes off Grace. “And you bitch opened my champagne. Will you take off your clothes yourself so we can start the match? Or should I take this initiative on myself?"

Lunara's first reaction was raised eyebrows. If her sister, Sintharia, were here, she would surely have gone into a real rage, seeing that Grace spit out such expensive champagne. Lunara herself did not fully understand what had just happened. Even disregarding that the expensive bottle of champagne was a gift from sponsors, another question arose. If this Korean girl doesn't like the taste of champagne, then why would she even open that bottle?

And further events did not clarify the situation. Leaving the question of her rival without attention, the predator silently watched as the brunette got rid of excess clothes. Everything was getting funnier and funnier. Instead of underwear, the girl was wearing a bikini. Well, that was excusable. But the fact that she shyly covered her breasts surprised the blonde again. Was she really shy about it, knowing what type of match she was going to have? Or was she just pretending to make Lunara lose her guard?

"Yes, much better," the predator answered no less sarcastically.

However, it was true. It was useless to deny, the body of the Korean girl was indeed very attractive. Neat shapes and slightly pale skin, like Lunara's. The blonde bit her lower lip. The match could now begin. She didn't want the kitchen to be the first place for it, though. In principle, there was nothing wrong with that, but the bedroom would be a more suitable place. Maybe she should...

"What?" this time she couldn’t contain the surprise in her voice.

Grace's question literally baffled her. Was that some kind of joke? Did she really not know the rules of this match? The American girl had an irresistible urge to slap her forehead. What kind of kindergarten? How can you come to a match, especially the debut one, without knowing the rules and conditions of victory? She met with various rivals, some of them had no experience in sex, but she had never been in the situation in which she was now. She was not paid to play the role of educator.

"Well..." Lunura sighed heavily, taking a step forward, "I think it will be easier if you find it out in the process."

And without any warning, the predator was about to splash the contents of her glass right in Grace's face. She hoped that the whiskey on her face would stun the Korean girl. Indeed, because in this case, Lunara would be able to transfer the weight to her left leg, and then raise her right leg, bent at the knee. She intended to straighten her right leg and send a middle side kick to the brunette's bare belly! Thus, she wanted to deprive her rival of air and make her bend in half.

"But for your information," Lunara said in a playful voice, "the match will only end when one of us is knocked out."

After these words, the blonde was about to firmly grab her rival by the hair and head to the bedroom. Tradition is important and most catfight matches start there. And this time the Jaguarnudi did not plan to break this tradition. She had no idea if Grace was really as innocent as she showed herself, but that didn't change anything. Lunara was a predator and she was going to win this match using every means available.

Didn't she like it? Of course she didn't like it. But Lunara was going to make it clear to her rival what exactly awaits her today. And, more importantly, Grace must remember once and for all that the rules and conditions need to be clarified in before the start of the match. They could sit down at the table, have tea and discuss everything to the smallest detail. However, it was pro-wrestling. And they had a match that could end only when only one girl remained on feet. And Lunara was going to be this girl.

So the whiskey she splashed in Grace's face should have been just the beginning. The blonde was going to drag her rival to the bedroom, where they could start a real match. Two girls fight in their underwear without any rules. The audience will be delighted. She already felt anticipation. This was the first match for Lunara in such an environment and she wanted to make it memorable. Still holding the Korean girl's hair, she entered the bedroom.

It was at this point that her rival made a comment about the whiskey. The predator chuckled. If Grace remained optimistic and wanted to joke, then that was her right. Lunara was going to watch this girl continue to say such things after the blonde sat on her face during the match. She was about to reply in the same sarcastic manner, however, she did not have time to do it. The American girl was surprised to feel her rival's arms wrapped around her waist.

“What the?..” Lunara began.

In the blink of an eye, her body was lifted into the air, and in the next instant, the back of her head crashed into a wooden table. A flash flashed before her eyes and the blonde screamed involuntarily because of the wild pain. Her body collapsed to the floor and she immediately covered her head with her hands, trying to lull this sudden painful sensation. It was a fucking back suplex, it was obvious. And the match began.

It was worth to admit, this was quite unexpected. Well, most likely, there are devils in the still waters. She did not expect such a move from this girl, who until this moment behaved like an innocent virgin. She will definitely take it into account in the future. But now the only thing left for her was to try to come to her senses. If this suplex had a place to be in the ring, she would probably be able to quickly recover from it. But the back of her head did not collide with a mat, but with a fucking wooden table, which was a good reason why she needs a little time at least to drive away the dizziness.

“You’ll pay for this, bitch,” she muttered, even the pain didn’t make her suppress her pride, which was now as damaged as Lunara’s body.

Things had gone a little off plan, but things could still be fixed, Lunara was sure of it. Now it took her only a little time to recover from this serious collision of her head with a hard wooden table. It was worth admitting that this had never happened to her, so the sensations were painful, but new. Although the sensations that flared up in her at the moment when Grace let go of the comment in her direction that she had twice called her rival a bitch, were quite familiar to Lunara. Well, the match has just begun, they still have time to study the vocabulary of the American girl.

Even before the dizziness left the blonde, she felt the brunette grab her bra in the area of ​​the fastener, pulling her up. There was a sound of cracking fabric, a little more and the bra would probably broke, but so far this has not happened. It was pointless to talk about the sensations, because the pressure on the voluminous chest of the American girl at that moment was very significant, which caused only pain and discomfort. The blonde shook her head, trying to finally recover. And, it is worth saying that she succeeded. But when her gaze finally became clear and her feelings returned to normal, she found Grace wrapped arms around her waist.

It was too late, Lunara's body lifted into the air again. Another suplex, but this time the German one. The only joy now was that her body did not meet with a wooden table, but with a bed. The body of the predator jumped up for a moment thanks to the elastic mattress, and then she dropped on the surface of the blanket. In comparison with the previous suplex, everything was not so bad, but her tongue did not turn to call her position good. The dizziness returned to her, not to mention the pain in the back of her head.

"Fuck..." she thought.

Having lost the advantage already at the beginning of the match, she was forced to start looking for options to return to the game. But for starters, she should at least take a sitting position, which is what she tried to do. She was well aware that inaction was the worst option for her and giving her rivals the opportunity for new attacks was not a good idea. Her rival was a real contradiction, because at first it seemed to her that this would not be a match, but some kind of nonsense. But now this brunette was acting very decisively. Lunara should have pulled herself together too, because she was not going to become a punching bag tonight. But first, she had to clear her eyesight again in order to see the Korean girl.