Dixie Clements vs Asami Asagiri

The ninja let out a pained yell as the pressure mounted, even as she panted from the closeness of Dixie's body against hers.
Shaking her head, she laid it against Dixie's shoulder as she tried to focus herself. A soft, sensual moan passed her lips as she felt Dixie's breasts shift against one of her nipples through the thin cloth of her outfit.
*Stupid! Don't do that where she can hear you!* she chided herself. *She'll take advantage of it...or think you're weird. Or both!*
Raising up, she tried to slam an elbow into the side of Dixie's head, trying to get her to release the hold, or to lessen it's pressure.

Dixie let out a tsk as Asami's head rested on her shoulder, shaking her head at the ninja's moan. "Yer losing focus, girly!" She yelled at her, almost forgetting she had done the same earlier. Again she moved to tighten her arms even further around her, trying to force her to submit, but then suddenly Asami raised up, slamming an elbow into her skull. Her head reeled to the side, her arms loosened slightly from the ninja, though still wrapped nice and secure around her curvy form...

Asami took a deep breath of air before retorting to Dixie.
"Says you. I heard that wanton moan earlier." she said softly.
As she shifted to try and get leverage to try and mount an escape attempt, Asami's thigh rubbed and pressed against Dixie's mound. This time however, it was deliberate, as the ninja tried to provoke a reaction from Dixie. A moan or at least a sigh. If she gets something out of her Asami will wink and say "I won't tell if you don't..." in a low voice.

Dixie froze in place as she felt Asami's leg pushing forward, pressing against the thing white material of her panties. The deep blush from earlier returned to her face, and her arms loosened even further from the ninja. She couldn't help but let out a moan, causing her blush to deeped even further when she heard herself.

"A...ain't nuthin' to tell!" She said, her breath hard, not realizing how loose her grip had become...

"Liar." Asami breathed hotly in Dixie's ear, her words heard by the cowgirl only. "You're turned on, so worked up you're barely keeping yourself from pouncing on me, tearing off my clothes and trying to sex me into submission. How do I know?"
She stopped to pant heatedly into Dixie's ear, getting her breath again.
"Because that's what I'm feeling...."

Dixie hold on Asami loosened completely now, her arms falling from the ninja as she set her back on the mat. She was a deep red now, one would almost think the color of blood from looking at her. She froze again as Asami panted into her ear, letting out another moan at her words...

...then, suddenly, she snapped back to reality. With one quick motion she moved to shove Asami roughly away from herself, wanting to get the nnja away to give her some breathing room for a few moments.

"Y...ya fight dirty!! Damnit, cut that out!"

Stumbling away from Dixie, Asami made her way to a corner. From there, she grinned at Dixie.
"Ninja, hello." she replied to Dixie's comment about fighting dirty while tapping herself on the chest. "Didn't you have one in that Roses league of yours?"
Asami guessed that she stumbled onto one heck of a weakness in Dixie's libido, but it was one she shared with the Texan, so exploring came with it's share of risks. But it might make Dixie reluctant to pursue the kunoichi, and give her space and time to get her knee back into some kind of working order.

Dixie frowned at Asami. Ninja or not, she wasn't fond of people fighting dirty, and was expecting a head-on fight tonight, not...not whatever Asami was trying!

As bothered as she was though, she reconized an opening when she saw one, and Asami standing in the corner was just that! With a sudden yell, she took off towards the ninja, recklessly charging at her to slam into her, trying to crush Asami between herself and the turnbuckle!

Asami blinked as Dixie rushed towards her. She would've nimble dodged such a reckless charge easily during the early stages of the match, but fatigue slowed her reaction time some. When she tried to sharply dodge, she gasped in pain, hesitating for that crucial moment that allowed Dixie's body to slam against hers.
She let out a brief cry before slumping back against the corner, panting for air.

"Nnngh!"

The loud grunt passed Dixie's lips as she slammed into Asami. She took a step back, and put on a smirk, tsking now at the busty Asian.

"Ninja, huh? Guess that means when ya ain't fightin' dirty, you can't really fight at all..."

As her words trailed off, she stepped forward again, going to snag a handful of Asami's hair. She began to yank on it, trying to drag the woman back towards the center of the ring. Once there, the cowgirl moved around towards her side, going to wrap her arm around Asami's neck to try and put her into a headlock.

"Don't matter much. This fight'll be over soon enough!"