Layne vs Nikolaevna

Layne dropped the steel chair to the floor and stalked after Nikolaevna, when the Russian reached for the ring apron Layne clasped her by the hair as she wanted to keep the fight outside the ring a little longer...

Layne will slowly force Nikolaevna up by the hair up against her body, Nikolaevna's face brushing up against Layne's large bossom and then feeling them orbs slide down onto her own rack. Layne will then grasp for Nikolaevna's arm take a couple of steps backwards and try to Irish whip Nikolaevna shoulder first towards the heavy steel stair case

Nikolaevna blushed faintly when her face rubbed up against Layne's chest when she started to struggle against her, though instead of being whipped towards the staircase, she grabbed ahold of Layne's arm before she would lose that chance, turning around to face her and tried to pull her against her and go for another attempted bearhug.

when Layne felt Nikolaevna grasp her arm again she had expected for her opponent to try and reverse the Irish whip, so was suprised when she was pulled her their breasts collided, squashing up to each other close as Nikolaevna got her arms around her this time. Layne out a husky breath against the side of Nikolaevna's cheek, her right hand gripped onto Nikolaevna's bicep, the other arm caught in the bear hug...

Nikolaevna squeezed tightly around Layne's body, pushing her body closer to hers, she tried to lift Layne off her feet but was still suffering from the chair to her stomach, deciding to just squeeze her close for the time being, panting softly against Layne's cheek once more, her breasts being easily outdone by Layne's but she tried to ignore that, rubbing her body along Layne's to try and get a more solid lock on her.

"Ngh!!" Layne grunted out through gritted teeth, her trapped left hand grasp at the waist of Nikolaevna's hot pants as the squeeze became tight and the squash of the melons between them became greater, it almost looked like Layne was about ready to burst out of her dirty gray shirt with the way Nikolaevna was bear hugging her so tightly.

"Nnnarrh!!" Layne growled out eventually, using her free arm to try and strike against the side of Nikolaevna's head, but having trouble getting a good swing in with the closeness of Niko's head to her own

Nikolaevna kept the squeezing on as tight as she could, once again she had a good hold on Layne and managed to see the fist coming just in time, leaning forward but the fist still hit the back of her head, leaning in with a grunt and accidentally pressed her lips upon the Russian's, her eyes widened and froze up for a few seconds, releasing Layne from the hug and quickly tried to back away from her with a few steps.

Layne didn't expect for Nikolaevna to move forwards in the way she did and did recoil slightly but not before their lips came in contact in something like a gentle kiss. Nikolaevna released but Layne didn't to be as shake as the other woman, although she was slowed by the effort of taking that bear hug.

Layne lumbered forwards to try and grapple her arms up around the tops of Nikolaevna's shoulders, her bust pressed back into Nikolaevna although she did not intend for that to happen. Layne will try and force Nikolaevna backwards in the grapple to press her back against the guard railings

Nikolaevna tried to push against Layne but the Russian was much stronger, ending up against the railing and gasped out, trying to struggle and push upon Layne's shoulders to try and push her away, one leg pressing back against the railing to try and get her back off it.

Layne would allow Nikolaevna to push her back slightly, taking one step backwards but keeping her arms stretched out so that Nikolaevna would remain up against the railings. Layne would suddenly break her arms away from Nikolaevna's shoulders, instead trying to strike across her bust with a knife edge chop

Nikolaevna started to use her strength to try and march herself forward and away from the railing, but didn't expect Layne to suddenly release her and hit her across her chest, releasing a loud gasp of pain and withdrew away from Layne, holding her chest, pushing herself back against the railing.