Bed wrestling match: Charity vs. Amaya

If Charity liked that, Amaya would help her out and knead her breasts a little. Also helped her to remove that slight curtain of awkwardness that was slowly coming off.
"This is like on the market. Pick up two melons. And they are already wrapped."
After they have come to a kind of agreement and had stacked the allowed moves, this would probably go better than her last attempts to get a match going. There was even a corner in her mind telling her that people could find this grabbing kind of enjoyable. Tastes were different, not anybody did like her serve a tea or play one of the old instruments she had learned as Meiko.

What was different was that Melons did not grab back, so Amaya's rack was grabbed and she was easily turned around to be on the bottom again.
"Yikes!"
It was still a little bit strange, but now she was more relaxed. And a little bit curious what the sweet Blonde had in mind as long as she kept her breasts away from her face.

Charity giggled a bit when Amaya likened her breasts to a pair of ripe melons at the market. She blushed, but made no effort to remove the other girl's hands from her breasts—breasts, both hers and those of other girls, were some of her favorite things, and she didn't mind the attention hers were getting right now at all. "That is funny," she said. "I didn't think of it that way."

Though Charity was quite excited by Amaya's groping of her breasts, and her reciprocal grabbing of Amaya's, she would be more excited if she were on top. She squealed happily when she found that Amaya ceded that position relatively easily, and pressed herself teasingly down upon her now-prone opponent.

Charity thought of smothering Amaya again, but figured that that could wait until later. For now, she wanted to play with her cute opponent a bit, and so she kept grabbing the girl's boobs, trying to elicit a reaction from Amaya. At the same time, she leaned down and tried to give her opponent a quick, flirty kiss on the lips.

"...Uuhh..."
It was strange that after they had changed positions and Charity was on top again, she pressed herself down instantly on her. First she was concerned about her private parts, and now she was in the offense again in a blink of an eye?

As she did not want to get smothered again, she basically had no choice but to put her hands around the waist of Charity to keep her in place, also putting both of her legs over one of her opponents legs so that she would not so easily slip further up on her.

For now, it was fun and games, although she could not deny that Charity had very soft hands and smelled really good on top of that, causing her to relax more and, out of curiosity, caress the back of her opponent. A little.
"Mmhh!"
Now that was a little to close when Charity pressed her lips on her for a kiss, causing Amaya to press her lips tight together and look at Charity with a confused impression.

Charity shivered as Amaya caressed her bare back. It was a good feeling, particularly because it avoided her sensitive crotch. "Oh..." she sighed, blushing a little more. She continued to press her lips against those of the dark-haired girl. Eventually, however, she noticed that Amaya didn't seem to be reciprocating the kiss, and was, in fact, looking up at Charity, confused.

"What?" Charity asked, breaking the kiss. "I, uh, don't mind kissing...or, like, touching each other's b-butts and boobies...I just, umm, r-really don't like anyone touching my, uh, crotch...so, umm, the other stuff is fair game, I guess."

Charity was having a pretty good time in this match so far. She had gotten some smothering in, had had her breasts groped, and had groped Amaya's back. The only part she hadn't liked—Well...maybe I liked it a little bit, Charity admitted to herself, shamefully—was when Amaya had played with her pussy. Otherwise, she very much enjoyed being so intimately close to a very pretty girl.

"C-can I kiss you?" she asked, wanting to make sure Amaya was okay with it.

“Itâ€s not like that.”
The Japanese replied after the Blonde had retreated from her mouth, huffing slightly after she had pressed her lips this hard on the other. She went over to a whispering tone to not make a big affair out of it.
“I was a little bit confused. First you go all bananas when touched down there, and now we have a kiss. Itâ€s more of a cultural thing I guess, with kissing and stuff. But we canâ€t rule everything out, so please go on.”

Amaya was a little bit unsure how this would unfold. After their initial *clash of titans*, this had basically been a soft porn up until now. But maybe this was like a kawaii match was like, or could be like? Time would tell, but for now she would return back to grope the breasts of Charity as far as that was possible from her position, as she intended to kiss her as it seemed.

Charity shrugged, and giggled a bit. "Oh, okay...I think I know what you mean. I j-just like kissing a lot, but I don't have a lot of, uh, actual sexual e-experience," she admitted. "But I don't mean to m-make you take it easy on me...you can, uh, do whatever you want to me to win."

She kept her hands on Amaya's breasts, as well, but did little with them, as her focus was on leaning down to kiss the dark-haired girl, opening her mouth a little and licking at Amaya's lips with her tongue. After about a minute of this, she pulled back, again, grinning sheepishly. "You know, if you want to do something else, just tell me. W-we can try real wrestling, sometime, if that's w-what you want. I don't mean to, uh, dominate the way we f-fight..."

After mentioning that, she would lean down again to rejoin the kiss once more.

"You don't want to dominate the fight?"
Now Amaya's confusion was complete. Her first opponent, another Blonde, had fought like a wildcat to stay in charge, and Charity now told her that she did not want to dominate the match. How was this possible?

She did not know, but Charity had obviously a plan as she leaned down to kiss her again. At first she was still hesitant to give in to Charity. But at the end of the minute, her resistance had melted and she had slightly opened her mouth to allow a small entrance.
"...Mmhh..."
She moaned, halfway closing her eyes to enjoy the kiss, arching slightly up before falling back to await the next kiss of the seducing Blonde.

"Wait, no, that d-didn't come out right," Charity said, blushing and burying her face in her shoulder, embarrassed. "I mean, if you want to wrestle some different way, I, uh, wouldn't mind. I want to dominate the match, I m-mean, but not, like, force you to just wrestle the way I want to wrestle. We can, uh, do anything you want, and I think I'll beat you at it!"

Her explanation still wasn't perfect, but Charity hoped that she would be able to get her point across better this time. She had always been fairly timid, and had some difficulty communicating exactly what she wanted to say.

"So, like, if you w-want to try smothering each other, or actual wrestling, or, uh, I d-don't know—like, anything else, we can do that. Otherwise..." She bent down again, landing a soft peck on Amaya's lips before quickly pulling away. "W-we can just keep doing this, okay?"

It was only a small kiss but it lead to another moan. Charity was vastly different from the thugs they called inmates in her former prison. Sweet and warm. And as strange and embarrassing as that sounded in her own ears, she somehow wanted to enjoy this little fooling around as a small compensation for two long years behind iron bars.

"Ok. I understand."
She whispered softly after the explanation of Charity. If she could pull a good show, fine. If she could win, even better. But for now, she wanted to enjoy the girl that was lying on her, telling herself that she could breakout later. As long as her shoulders were not pinned or she tapped, everything was fine. She fully relaxed, one of her hands went up to play with the golden hair of the other kawaii while one of her legs began to softly streak over a leg of the Blonde.

At this moment, Charity was not particularly interested in doing anything that caused Amaya pain, and she was glad that the other girl seemed to be willing to continue on this softcore route that they had been traveling down for the last few minutes. "Great," Charity whispered contentedly, before leaning down for another kiss.

Charity took her hands off of Amaya's breasts and wrapped them around the back of the girl's head, pulling her slightly upwards so that their lips could meet halfway across the space that had separated them. Their scantily-clad bodies came into full contact, warming each other and making Charity feel all tingly. She could feel one of Amaya's legs moving along the length of hers, and did nothing to prevent it, enjoying the feeling.

"Ah..." she sighed, feeling nice and relaxed. She seemed to be in control, and she would have plenty of time later in the match to force Amaya to submit. For the time being, she would simply enjoy the sensations of the other girl's body.