Brawl 'til You Fall - Carmen Rodriguez vs Kurohime

Hearing pain coming from Kuro's mouth instead of taunting was a refreshing change of pace - that was the only thing she wanted to hear from those lips. She had her in a good position, and hold that made her dodging pretty damn near impossible, and from the way Kuro tried to wrench her hands away, she realized the problem.

The stomp to her scrapped knee made the pain flare up again; the red,middy target was just too much to ignore, apparently. It weakened Carmen enough to let Kuro wrench one hand away,
But she kept the other held tight and right, and what's more, she intended to use it.

Gripping her neck hard and digging in her nails, Carmen will pull Kurohime into another headbutt, making good use of the hard head her father always gave her crap for.

Things went according to plan at first. She got off one of Carmen's hands, and only need to deliver another stomp on that wounded knee. The boxer reacted faster, however, and Kuro could barely react as their head collided with each other. The paler girl was knocked off onto the ground as she landed on her back, one of her legs stuck in the air before flopping down, her hands on the sides. That hurt. A lot.

Kuro groaned as her hands reached for her forehead. Her vision was blurry and her ears echoing a bit. The world around her seemed to be a little shaky as she tried to roll weakly onto her side. The headbutt wasn't enough to knock her out cold, she couldn't get up instantly as it was.

"Kuso..." she muttered quietly while grimacing on the ground.

It wasn't exactly pleasant for her, either.

Carmen managed to stay up right after the blow, but just barely; she had to lean against a wall for support, and even here she was almost about to fall down.
Still, seeing Kuro knocked on her ass made it all worthwhile.

She was half-tempted to pummel her in a ten-count, but she held back - she was in no condition to get down there right now, anyway. Besides, maybe she'd get lucky and Kuro would just stay there.

Probably not, but she could hope.

Kuro couldn't tell how long she stayed down. A couple of seconds? Half a minute? Well she'd lose already if that's the case, wouldn't it? She forced herself to get up, on all four, then onto her knees. The process was agonizingly slow, but after taking a hit like that on the head, she couldn't complain. At least Carmen didn't' attack her immediately, and looking at how the girl was leaning against the wall, it seemed like she's just as hurt as she was. Probably not as worse, but not like Kuro cared.

The lights decided that it's the moment to go off again. Kuro blinked her eyes. This could be a blessing in disguise, or not depending on how she and Carmen dealt with it. As for Kuro, she wobbled around to find a wall, or a car, anything she could use to hide behind.

Oh, no, not this shit again. Seriously, did the AFW not have a maintenance department?

Carmen couldn't see her, but she could make a reasonable guess on what Kuro was doing - hiding. The girl seemed to have a strong aversion to straight up fighting, which made her moves some what predictable. Somewhat.

Carmen stepped forward, finding the grill of the car that was near where Kuro fell. She'll feel around it, inching along, and if her hands find Kuro, she'll grab her by the collar and slam her against the car.

Kuro wasn't exactly staying still even if she's hiding. After her last ambush, her opponent should be aware of what kind of trick she would pull. The thing is, with your head buzzing and the lights off, she couldn't move carelessly if she didn't want to give up her position. She heard someone else closing in from the steps, and that's her cue to move away.

Until her jacket was caught from behind.

The paler girl gasped, knowing that her opponent was behind her, but she would try to spin around before she could be pulled in. Her plan was to deliver a back hand fist to Carmen, anywhere it would hit her. Hopefully she didn't ended up hitting the car, or even worse, its window.

Got her.

As soon as Carmen grabbed hold of Kuro, she felt a hard blow against her face - with the lights off, there was no way to avoid it. Some pain was expected, but Carmen wasn't about to let it throw her off too far. Surfing forward after the hit, she'd grab Kuro again and ram into her, slamming into her and pinning her body to the nearest surface, pressing into and keeping her pinned, their hot, sweating bodies thrusting against each other, undulating, hips thrusting...

Rather intimate, really, and Carmen couldn't help but feel it, just a little. But business first.

Kuro could feel that she hit someone's flesh and a bit of bones instead of solid metals or glasses, so that was a good thing. Unfortunately that strike wasn't enough to keep Carmen off her. She was soon slammed onto what she guessed as the side part of the car... and pinned by her opponent's body. That caused her eyes to blink, as she couldn't really tell what's happening right now. It's hot for sure, and she felt like she could feel the other girl's breath.

The lights returned just at that exact moment.

The paler girl was rather speechless, and instead of bucking herself to knock Carmen off her, she remained silent for the most part. Her body was still squirming a bit, and her breathing starting to get heavier. Despite her relatively calm expression, Kuro was actually wondering if Carmen suddenly switched tactics.

Carmen expected Kuro to push back, hit her in the chest, knock her down, do something, anything - the match had a rhythm so far; brutal, harsh, unforgiving, but a rhythm.

Nothing happened. At least, nothing painful.

When the lights came on, Carmen found herself staring into Kurohime's eyes, their hot breath billowing out against each other, hardly any room between their bodies. She could feel every twitch, every squirm of the younger woman beneath her, her hips pushing back with every thrust. It was a stark reminder of how long she'd gone since anyone had been this close, male or female, sex or not.

She hadn't come to the AFW for the sex, not like some fighter did. She wanted the competition. It wasn't like she was used to making out with opponents in the ring...but then, she'd never taken on an opponent like Kurohime in a match like this, never been pushed this far. It excited her in a way she never dreamed of being excited - the raw violence, the thrill of it all...and from the look on Kuro's face, she might've been feeling something similar.

Just a taste...

She moved in and gave Kurohime a fierce kiss, letting her tongue roam around her mouth. It was brash, it was stupid, and it might've just been the pain talking - if she'd pay for it, that was the price. But instinct demanded it.

Both girls were locked in a staring contest for a bit, and it was Carmen who made the first move. A kiss, a passionate one on top of that. Kuro was surprised, but she returned the kiss. She's not an expert with this kind of stuffs, even if she had several sexual fights on her way to AFW. In the past she was feared by her schoolmates, even some of her own gang members that she's never been involved with romantic stuffs. Not that Kuro cared back then.

She moaned into Carmen's mouth, softly, her body thrust against the girl's own while she let the girl took advantage of her for a bit. Just a bit. Kuro fully realized that she's still in a match even with this somewhat surprising break. Not totally unpleasant, but still...

"Mmmh!" she grunted while attempting to push her opponent off her with everything she had.

Kuro would flop back against the car afterwards, panting as she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She just silently stared at Carmen, her cheeks slightly blushing despite her relatively flat expression. Her head had already stopped buzzing for a while, and now it felt like heating up.