Semi-Ero Title Match: Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Tiffany Laurence

Akashi grinned as she managed to get Tiffany onto her back. She continued to rub her thigh and was about to bend down and try and work Tiffany into a kiss when she felt Tiffany's finger slide into her Her eyes widened and she looked down at Tiffany and glared at her.

"Why you..." She growled and shifted her hips to try and get Tiffany's fingers out of her. She pushed her arms and knees up and tried to push off Tiffany to land her weight back down on her as well as trying to force her breasts on Tiffany's face for a smother.

As Akashi shifted to get her sex away from her fingers Tiffany drawled "But sugar, some of my best work is with my hands." in mock protest.
Seeing her opponent's large orbs descending to her face, Tiffany took a deep breath as she brought her arms around Akashi's midsection, locking in a bearhug.
*We'll see who holds their breath longer!* Tiffany thought to herself as she began pouring on pressure, her arms constricting around the sumo's waist even as her own face became trapped in the sea of Akashi's warm breasts.

Akashi flashed a grin at Tiffany's words but winced as she was squeezed tightly. The sumo was used to being hugged but she was surprised at the cowgirl's strength. Akashi pushed her fingers back into Tiffany's hair and pushed herself forward. She tried to roll with Tiffany onto her back and keep her pushed until her chest. On her back, it would free up her legs and she would try and wrap them around Tiffany's waist and squeeze her that much more.

Tiffany let out a muffled protest as Akashi suddenly rolled them over. Even though it looked as if the Japanese woman had surrendered the top position, the cowgirl felt the sumo's legs encircle her waist and knew what she was about. Soon enough, the American felt Akashi's legs around her waist, squeezing. Tiffany had to admit, it was a pair of very sexy, yet dangerous holds working in tandem. She continued to try and bear down with her bear hug, but knew she couldn't outlast Akashi with the way things were.
She decided that instead of trying to apply some other hold to her foe, perhaps there was a way to get Akashi to need more air.
*If I can get her hot and bothered, she'll burn more air...or maybe make a mistake..* she reasoned as she put her plan into motion.
Turning her head slightly into the smother, she began to kiss and lick the side of one of Akashi's breasts. Then the Texan began to use her legs to shift and move her body slightly, not enough to break the waist scissors, but enough to cause sensual friction between her abdomen and Akashi's silk covered sex.

Akashi felt Tiffany's head move. She still felt like the girl was securely locked into the breast smother and she didn't' want to pull her hair if it could be avoided so she let her move, loosening the reigns on her hair a bit. She thought the cowgirl might be starting to feel the hold with the added pressure of her strong thighs, crushing against her sides.

She smiled confidently until she felt something wet on her chest. She blushed and growled cutely. "H-Hey!" She said and then felt Tiffany starting to jostle her abs against her crotch, increasing the pressure against her pussy. Akashi's cheeks flushed red. "Temee.." She muttered and once again tried to roll Tiffany onto her back. This time with her legs coiled around the Cowgirl, she could have the top position AND the scissor. But also, and hopefully with greater ease, she could pry away the bear hug and try and put Tiffany off her sneaky offense all while maintaining, at least a scissor. If she had to ditch the smother, that was fine, but she was hoping to crush away as much stamina from Tiffany as she could.

This time, as Akashi tried to roll them, Tiffany's hands shot out to the side, releasing the bear hug to prevent the roll. Knowing that the sumo could really lay in the pressure if she got them back over, the Texan would get her knees up under her, while reaching under Akashi's arms.
Then, while Akashi's scissor and smother combination still bound the Asian to her, she would try to rise up to her feet, burning air and stamina to raise her foe up and then fall forward, looking to deliver a spinebuster of sorts and hopefully daze her foe enough to release her holds.

Kashi grunted as Tiffany tried to keep Akashi from rolling over again. She didn't think the cowgirl would really let her get away with rolling her around the ring forever but when she started to feel her lift her off the mat, Akashi's eyes widened. She could only guess what might happen if she allowed Tiffany to coninue, but suddenly she grinned.

Alashi was the champ, she didn't need to run away from Tiffany, she had to break this bronco! Akashi reached for Tiffany's hair and tried to pull Tiffany up so that she was not smothering but instead their faces were touching. She would try to force her forehead against Tiffany's

"You're comin along too, hot shot." She would say as Tiffany pushed. Akashi squeezed as tightly as she could with her legs and tried to hold onto Tiffany's hair so when they slammed down, their foreheads would harshly collide and when they hit, Akashi's legs would tighten even more before she would be forced to released the hold from the spine buster. Akashi was hoping for mutually assured destruction, and that she would have the strength, determination and will power to be the first one up afterwards.

The cowgirl was surprised by Akashi's sudden release of the breast smother. But before she could do anything to capitalize on it, the Japanese woman pressed their heads together while in midfall. The two women were forced into a concussive headbutt by the force of Tiffany's slam.
For her part, the Texan let out a low cry at the clash of skulls and rolled off of Akashi, both hands going to her head. The cowgirl had been accused by many, including her step brother Johnny, of being hard headed both figuratively and literally. But the element of surprise worked against her, keeping the Texan down, while she drummed her heels against the mat in pain.

Akashi had been used to slamming heads against another girl's forehead in exactly this manner. The problem was, she was also in Tiffany's position when she did it. It felt way worse on the other end and even more so with the spine buster attached. It was like getting hit with her own finisher. Though thankfully Tiffany wasn't pushing 200lbs like Akashi. That, combined with the fact that Akashi knew what to do made the impact survivable. But not enjoyable int he least.

When she hit the ground, she let out a cry and thankfully Tiffany rolled off of her. Akashi's arms fell to her sides and she began to pant, closing her eyes tightly and furrowing her brow as she winced and groaned in pain.

"S-Shit!" She said and without looking over at Tiffany, tried to maintain some bravado. "D-Don't worry, gaijin..." She teased in a tone that was both friendly and filled with pain. "There's plenty more where that came from if you get up... owshit... if I get up..."

"Ain't nothing. Taken harder hits walking into the tiny doorways in this country...ow dammit...but I got ways of making you stay down." Tiffany responded with bluff and bravado.
However, she knew she couldn't get right back into a slugfest after a move like that. Luckily for her, it seemed like Akashi was also not ready to continue a brawl. Then again...perhaps the battle could continue on another front.
After a moments spent easing the pain in her forehead, the Texan would roll back towards Akashi, looking to press herself against her foe. Looking to strike while they were both dazed, Tiffany would lower her lips to Akashi's for a passion filled kiss. Her hands went to the sumo's large breasts, seizing them firmly, but gently. Squeezing the heavy orbs sensually, Tiffany also moved them about in circles as her thumb flicked teasingly over the pink nipples that capped the Japanese woman's breasts.