Round 2: Cassie Sato vs Kiku

"Num!" Cassie chirped and lunged at Kiku, but the hug trapped her with ease, if not her arms at awkward angles. She squeaked and wiggled in an effort to escape, face concerned a moment before slowing and smiling at the sumo meekly. "Gee... you're really cute close," she said sweetly, nuzzling her nose with hers before kissing her softly on the lips.

"Hehe, just as planned," Lily gloated in her mind. "Bigger girl can't trap Cassie without leaving something open to that greedy mouth of hers..."

Kiku grabbed Cassie around her waist, and was pressing her arms against her back with ease up until her lips were seized by Cassie. At first, she tried to keep the hold and bear the kiss, but her bearhug stedily grew weaker. How was she supposed to fight a girl whose idea of counterattack was licking and kissing? She came to a point where she was doing little more than holding Cassie in place. Unsure about what to do, she didn't give up on the "bearhug" yet, thinking that she would still be able to turn the tables with it.

Cassie let out soft, erotic squeaks at the squeezing, wriggling to rub her tender little body against hers while trying to wiggle her hands down to grope at Kiku's tummy and hips. She couldn't reach much though, so she tried to slide her thigh or knee in place to rub at her groin as well.

Kiku let out muffled moans as Cassie started exploring her body. She wiggled in the intimate embrace, in a futile attempt to squeeze Cassie again, but her mind was no longer into it. She felt the little trickster's knee bumping insistently at her groin, which excited her further. Due to it, a small wet patch started appearing on her panties; they were so close to each other, though, that Cassie probably wouldn't be able to see it.

Cassie couldn't really tell how bad Kiku was getting, but she knew she was aroused if she lost her grip, leaning in to kiss her neck as well while she moaned loudly. She'd squeeze Kiku's ass with one hand, trying to lean forward and claim the top position over her foe and try to crudely mount her, hands shifting to run over her tiny bosoms.

"Perfect, Cass," Lily mused quietly in the corner

Kiku emitted a cute squeal when Cassie kissed her sensitive neck. Slowly but surely, the two kawaiis shifted from their vertical embrace to an horizontal position, with Kiku squirming underneath Cassie. "Mmm... I'll lose if it goes on like this... Ah!" Her tiny nubs felt the touch of Cassie's hands; at this point, both of them were completely erect, as if asking for more caresses.

Cassie smiled merrily at her, lifting her head and beaming. ""You're so fuuun!" she chimed, bringing her hands together to try and grab at her bare breasts, squeezing them like dough while pinching at her nipples, slowly but firmly grinding her hips into hers.

As her small breasts were seized, Kiku's face turned to a beet red shade. She couldn't believe how easily Cassie was playing with her now; the sexual attacks had reduced her defense to shambles, and now she was feeling so... strange... between her legs. She had to find a way out of that before she became completely unable to do so. "Um... p-please... stop..." She muttered, between moans.

"Whyyy? It's fuuuun isn't it?" Lily teased while Cassie rode her anyway. Though a orgasm wasn't worth any points, it was a good distraction as Cassie leaned down on her, attempting a loose full body pin while she rubbed her own little breasts into hers through her shirt

Kiku was lightly pinned by Cassie. She squirmed constantly, avoiding a pin count, but that was pretty much all she could do. Even if she struggled with all her force, she couldn't dislodge Cassie anymore, with her limbs feeling like jelly. The arousal built up quickly inside her as Lily teased, and if she climaxed, she would become weak for the rest of the match. She had to get away, no matter what!

Kiku tried to speak, letting out a squeal every time Cassie's chest went over her nipples. "Please... ah... I'll submit... ah! Let me go..." She desperately wished that Lily and Cassie would accept the offer; even if she ended up behind by one point, she'd (hopefully) have a brief rest.