Kindred Spirits

The lock up seemed to go well, at first. While Ryo figured Samiya would most likely be the stronger of the two of them, he still put the strength he did have into pushing against her. While he lacked bulging muscles, his slim swimmers build still had a solid core, allowing him to hold his own against her...

...At least, for a few seconds. 15, maybe 25, and then things quickly turned in Samiya's favor, Ryo finding himself being pushed back a little, then when her grip shifted, he found his hands being painfully pushed back, the painful grip pushing against him causing him to drop to one knee as she pressed down on him.

"H-Heh...I uh...think you got me here...maybe switch to something else?"

He said, getting a bit of a nervous tone in his voice as Samiya wouldn't let up, perhaps starting to realize, finally, that things weren't as innocent as they seemed.

”Heh,” It was as much a grunt of effort as one of amusement as Samiya bent to the task of taking Ryo from one knee to two. But she was definitely amused into the bargain, both by Spider’s acid wit and the ease with which she’d put him on the floor. Oh, she’d certainly been working her upper body.

”I think he’s having a lot of trouble. Hmm…”

Peering down at him for a moment, Samiya kept the pressure up as she contemplated his suggestion without worrying about the pain that had to be radiating through his wrists. She had his hands bent over more or less as far as she could safely push them but, just because they weren’t going to break, that didn’t mean they wouldn’t hurt.

”How about…”

Suddenly she went from pushing to pulling, using all her strength to yank Ryo towards her and into her widely-spread arms. Unless Ryo could avoid it, he was going to find himself caught in a vice-like bearhug courtesy of Samiya’s powerful arms.

”This.”

It wasn’t a move she broke out all that often but she had two reasons to go with something a bit less common. For one, if Spider thought her beating Ryo in a Test of Strength was impressive, Samiya wanted to show she’d seen nothing yet. And for the other, she wanted to show Ryo that he’d have been better off with the Test of Strength.

Being honest, Spider supposed Ryo didn't have the worse body she'd ever seen. He was lean, but calling him skinny might have been unfair. That would imply he had no figure to speak of, and she could see some meat on those bones. He definitely didn't just come to the gym to be around sweaty women, though she still suspected that was the main reason.

Compared to Samiya, though, he had four twigs attached to her body. Hell, they both did, but Spider wasn't the one unlucky enough to be attached to her.

”And up he goes!” Spider giggled as he was hefted up and brought into Samiya’s loving embrace. As fun as watching him squirm in her arms would be by itself, she was getting a little too antsy watching from the sidelines. She had to have a taste.

Coming up from behind, she reached down and ran her nails up Ryo’s thigh, scratching at the skin with her tiny daggers, from the calves to the knees to the thighs.

”She’s not too much for you, is she?” She leaned forward just enough for her breath to reach his ear with every word. ”We’re just getting started - would hate to see you running out of stamina so early.”

Normally, Ryo wouldn't have minded being in a girls up and having his chest pressed against hers...but considering the girl in this case, while not unattractive, was clearly far stronger than him and was squeezing...rather hard for just a spar...he was starting to have second thoughts about this.

It didn't help when the lovely Kikuchi teased him running a nail up his smooth and tanned thigh, while her breath met his ear, causing a noticeable shiver to run through his spine, even as he grunted and was squeezed, legs kicking a bit as he pushed at the girls arms.

"H-Heh...I'm...not done yet...though this is a bit...snug, don't ya think?"

He replied, starting to lightly tap out on her arm, a clear sign he'd prefer to be put down.

Samiya didn’t usually indulge in bearhugs but even she had to admit that there was something satisfying about feeling Ryo’s narrow chest trapped against her own solid frame. Something basic, something… primal, she supposed.

Still, she didn’t think it’d be a regular hold for her. But it was certainly doing the job here – to the point that the Schoolgirl Assassin felt that Spider’s taunting was near to the point. She was too much for Ryo, at least based on things so far.

Ryo’s feeble pushing at Samiya’s meaty arms didn’t accomplish anything – unless he counted the fresh crush she pulsed through her bearhug as progress, squeezing her biceps together around his ribs with incredible power for a woman her height.

”Aww. Too tight?” She mocked, shaking him from side to side like a dog with a rat as she ignored the tapping, squeezing still tighter as she hefted him still higher. Only briefly, however, before Samiya popped Ryo up and over and down in a shattering belly-to-belly suplex.

She could probably have kept him up there and squeezed all the fight out of him but Spider was looking bored and was going to step in sooner or later anyway. Equally as important as far as she was concerned, this was as much a psychological attack as a physical one. Sure, she could have kept Ryo trapped and wrecked him but that wouldn’t be as damaging as letting him go and letting Spider have her turn.

Rising back to one knee, the tattooed powerhouse brushed a hand through her hair and grinned at the blonde.

”All yours.”

There was something oddly abstract about watching the suffering of others, particularly when you were the third party. No giving, not taking, mostly observing.

You noticed things. Things that might have gone unnoticed, otherwise. Like the way Ryo was scrunching up, the tiny beads of sweat that started to leak through the skin, way you could almost see his bones shifting beneath as Samiya’s arms pumped away at him.

It was living art, in a way, and she was quite eager to flex her creative muscle. Thankfully, the brush was being handed over to her, now. In grand style.

Spider had a quick, delightful clap as Samiya sent Ryo flying with the belly-to-belly, launching him with ease. Quite a sight, and she hoped it wouldn’t leave him too worn out. She wanted to enjoy her turn thoroughly.

She could’ve pounced then, and she was half-tempted to, but she could enjoy some fight from her prey. Best to make a game out of it.

She moved over, near to where Ryo had landed, and raised her arms, offering a collar-and-elbow tie-up instead of a test of strength. ”Not quite what you were expecting, hm? Try me out instead.” She smiled, as warm and soft and inviting as a cat to a mouse. ”I’m not like her. I’m gentle.”

As if the sheer pain of having his slim body squeezed tightly, despite his attempts to tap out, wasn't bad enough, Ryo found himself airborne, thrown halfway across the ring and landing with a solid "THUD"

"Ughh...owww....k-kinda rough don't you think..."

He groaned, taking a moment before getting back to his feet, where Kikuchi, the incredibly hot and bare legged woman apparently taking her turn with him now.

Willing to look past Samiya playing rough, he got his arms up and came closer to her, one hand going to her shoulder.

"Gentle huh? Any chance you know a scissor hold? I'd love to get my head between your legs..."

He said, in perhaps his worst pun of the night, his other hand lightly rubbing her thigh, and actually giving her crotch a rub, before grabbing her other arm and starting to push against her!

”What good’s training if I pull my punches?” Samiya pointed out logically as Ryo pulled his way to his feet, ”It’s not like your opponent’s going to go easy on you in the ring.”

All of which was quite true. Friendly sparring had its place, she acknowledged that, but it was also a great way to get sloppy and sloppiness was a great way to end up…

She just about managed to supress the wince that immediately followed, rolling her shoulders to ease the phantom pains that shot through her body. Memories of the last time she’d been sloppy in the ring and how she’d paid for it.

Shaking off her distraction, the tattooed wrestler was just in time to see Ryo putting himself in harm’s way and inviting yet more. She couldn’t see Spider taking that gesture well and she could equally see the blonde’s scissors being… unpleasant.

To say the least.

”You could have just asked me,” She told the boy, tapping a hand against one of the slabs of curvy muscle she called thighs, ”I’d have been happy to demonstrate one.”

Yes, that was a joke. Of sorts. Yes, Samiya did have a sense of humour.

Either way, she thoroughly expected Spider to bely her ‘gentleness’ in very short order.

Spider was of two minds, and while they were both intent on hurting Ryo, they were having a hard time agreeing on just how to do that. One part of her wanted to continue with the plan, subtly dominating Ryo, giving him more of what he thought he wanted until he couldn’t take it anymore...then continuing, anyway.

The other part wanted to kick him in the balls and be done with the rouse. Particularly after her had the unmitigated gall to touch her crotch. The longer this went on, the more she felt like this was something she should’ve been doing for free, like hurting Ryo was a service to the universe. That almost took some of the fun out of this. Almost.

She suffered his touch, kept the smile up, but not for long. To Ryo’s credit, his stance was technically sound, and unlike Samiya, Spider didn’t have the force to overpower him with ease. On the other hand, though, she had other, more interesting options.

Spider dipped under Ryo’s shoulder in a silky smooth motion, grabbing his arm as she twisted. It took all of a second, and when it was over, she would come out behind him, catching him in a hammerlock.

Nothing big, for now. It would be the start of more intriguing things, though.

The hammerlock caught Ryo by surprise, his arm twisted and held behind him by the sexy taller lady, making him wince as she cranked it a bit.

"Heh...your quick...so am I!"

He quipped, reaching up and getting a hold of her hair, not difficult with her lovely locks, before dropping forward to his knee's, pulling her by her hair and trying to use their momentum to flip her over his shoulder with a snapmare to free his arm!