Erina Lorriun vs. Katsumi Oshiro

[Talimaya]

It pissed Erina off to no end that her opponent had taken her down. Even more so that she'd managed to start a pin count. It had barely gotten anywhere, but it made her let out a small growl. Frustration and anger was building up, but her head was still spinning. She was holding her head a bit even after shoving Katsumi away.

Not sure where her opponent was, she was barely getting a knee under her to start pushing up when her opponent collided with her again. A clothesline wouldn't normally knock her down, but she didn't have much balance at all. With Katsumi's arm slamming against her chest in such a precarious position, she would be sent crashing down onto her back again with a small grunt.

And yet she wasn't going to stop trying to get herself up, rolling over and pushing her hands against the mat as she gives another growl at her opponent.

"When I get my hands on you, you'll wish you just rolled over and played dead."

[CyanDimitrik]

Feeling a bit more confident now in holding the momentum and running circles around her larger, more muscled opponent, Katsumi quickly gathers herself to her knees. Even as Erina is getting up again, the Punk Princess is reaching for her mane of hair to seize, pull, and redirect her efforts. That is, specifically, to draw Erina up to her feet with her, but keep her at a bent over position.

"Yeah, playing dead isn't my style!"

If she can manipulate her into position, Katsumi intends to begin driving knee after knee against the other girl's forehead. Whack, whack, whack, whack! The goal is to daze her opponent and keep her off balance!

"But you might wanna look into it!"

[Talimaya]

Anger and frustration was fueling Erina forward, determined to get up and show this puny little punk a thing or two. Of course her opponent had other plans, finding her hair grabbed as she was helped up to her feet. It was only making her fume even more as she was kept bent over for a moment, having not gotten enough balance to stand upright.

"Shut up yo-Uuugghh!" The sudden knees against her head would sound quite loud to Erina's ears, making her head ring and spin from the repeated blows. She had a hard head that was sure. But to stand up to repeated knee strikes? Even she wasn't impervious, leaving her head spinning as she sways on her feet, grabbing for Katsumi's wrists. But the blows had done their job, leaving her dazed as she sways a bit, looking like she might drop forward should her opponent release her. It was certainly not a situation that Erina was used to finding herself in. And not one she was happy about, being left to simply groan after the blows to her head left her rattled and dazed.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi had the other, much heavier, noticeably taller girl dazed in front of her. Her normal go-to here might have been to set up something big, a feat of technical prowess, a demonstration of body control. But Erina... looks heavy. She hasn't tried to lift her yet, but her opponent is packed with muscle and a sturdy frame.

She'll try to start easy and see just how much momentum she can leverage here.

Katsumi's released Erina's head in favor of instead hooking the taller girl's waist and stepping back, hoping to let her knees buckle and bring the two face to face. Or to be more specific, chest to chest and stomach to stomach. Her forearms bite into the bluenette's lower back to begin grinding her belly into Katsumi's stomach, hoping to squeeze and crush her into herself, breasts mashing against breasts. Vivid green eyes lock onto Erina's own emeralds, small snarl on her face - primarily from the effort to crush Erina's muscled figure against herself.

The success of the attempted bearhug isn't something Katsumi has gone into with assurance. But she's certainly trying, hoping to pay the other girl back for the squeeze she'd endured at the top of the match. "Hnnhh..!"

[Talimaya]

Everything was still spinning as Erina's head spins. Even though she wasn't moving much, the ring felt like it was spinning around her after those knee strikes had left her rattled and dazed. She had to close her eyes to keep the sensation from leaving her feeling dizzy on top of that. Hissing in anger through her teeth, she was trying to steady herself as best she could.

And then she was released, long before she could regain her balance. Not completely, but long enough for her to start pitching forward, right into Katsumi's waiting arms as they hook around her back. With her eyes fluttering open, she gave an involuntary groan from her pounding head. Her knees had given out and her feet weren't flat on the mat. Her chest was pressing tight into her opponent, and her stomach grinded into Katsumi's. Her eyes finally locked with her opponent just as the squeezing started.

"Uuugghhh..." It was quite a sight to see someone as big as Erina being caught in a bearhug by someone that was smaller than her. Her face twisted into a mix of anger and pain as she hissed and glared at Katsumi. Her hands grabbed for the arms locked around her. The crowd's cheering had shifted now more in Katsumi's favor. They were just eating up seeing her in control like this.

And it pissed Erina off. Her anger was getting the better of her, and she did something that was likely a stupid idea, and might just hurt her more than her opponent.

She would try to swing her head forward to slam her forehead into Katsumi's.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi had no intention of relenting. From the moment she heard that groan from her adversary, seemingly squeezed from her waist, Katsumi was determined to ride out this hold until the other girl showed clear sign of pliability for her. So they remain grappled together firmly, Katsumi's arms straining to add pressure against Erina's waist, grinding one bare stomach to another, hips pressing firmly together, breasts mashing into one another, and gaze deadlocked against the other fighter's.

"Hnng..!," grunts the punkette with each cyclical pump, thrilling on the idea of physically dominating the obviously more physically-built femme. "Gotcha.. right.. where I.. want you..!"

And then the head swings forward. Brow connects to brow, and the hold is disengaged to the tune of a hard WHACK! Katsumi recoils, hands raised to protect her dizzying new headache, her gaze blurred. "F-fucking.. are you kidding me..!? No one wins with a headbutt!"

[Talimaya]

The match wasn't going how it should. This should have been a completely one sided affair. But either because of her being too sure of herself, or Katsumi being a tougher opponent than she thought, Erina was finding herself on the receiving end of a tight bearhug. Her opponent had her locked in tight enough to press their bodies together. But the close contact was the furthest thing from Erina's mind, simply having one thought in her head. Revenge.

Once more the loud noise of their heads colliding echoed out through the arena, leaving many in the crowd to wince. And while the blow had certainly freed Erina, that was all the good it did her. Her own head was pounding now from the blows she'd taken. And her feet hadn't been braced under her in the grasp of her opponent. So the release of the hold had the unfortunate effect of dumping Erina onto her knees where she would fall forward, hands clasping at her head in pain.

She couldn't find the words to retort back at her opponent. It was taking a lot of effort to push herself up off the mat and suddenly dive forward. Erina was throwing herself haphazardly at her opponent, looking to tackle her around the waist and hopefully take her down to the mat just by their sheer size difference.