Horn Wars! (Amano vs. Gil)

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Amano's mind and vision was swirling about with flashing lights and muffled noises from the crowd. As she laid along the ground folded over with her legs out she could only make out the giggles and cheers of the audience, coupled with Gil's teasing voice buzzing in her ears. The initial flare of anger and fury had came to a literal crashing halt, and the Demon could only let out a low, quiet groan as she felt herself being pulled by her wrists.

"W-Wha...?" The moment her vision cleared up all she could make out was the visage of Gil's wide, barely covered ass being shoved right into her face. "A-Aaugh!" And almost immediately Amano's face went red. The sensual charge she got from seeing Gil's sexy underwear moments ago immediately turned against her. Feeling all of Gil ass over her, feeling every bit of it slam hard against her face with only a small crack of fabric blocking the teasing sexual bits underneath... Amano immediately learned the full extent of Gil's body and fighting preference, and the red blush over her face combined with the crowd's cheers, whistles, and chants were proof of its effectiveness. "N-Noo!" As well as the Demon's shrill, panicked groans that barely hid the humiliation she felt from the rather sensual experience. She could deny it... Gil's soft ass had a sickeningly sweet sensation to it... and Amano's own barely hidden and clothed body was reacting to it.

But the pleasing sensation soon turned painful as she felt the two tip back, and Amano's hairs stood on ends. "Nononon- graaaugh!" And the crash down rocked Amano's world and sense, stars flashing her vision as she hit the mat face first, smothered under Gil's ass and flailing her legs about in a panicked attempt to get the weight off her and the air in her lungs.

[Arista]

Gil was far from timid, and stepping into the ring every week with her whole ass on display, almost always finding a way to stuff her foes face up it multiple times really helped her became even more outward and boisterous...! Not to even mention being on the flip side, which unfortunately for Gil, kind of came to her pretty often, whether it was by smothers or other means, Gil would be humiliated rather often in-front of a collective hundreds-of-thousands of people if not millions at times...! All this to say, she started to use her humiliation and smother tactics as even more than just a way to win her matches, but also as a way to really feed the crowd...!

"...I can't really hear you, you'll have to speak up, little demon...!" Gil chirped, a smug grin that Amano could practically hear without seeing. Every groan and yell emitted from Amano's mouth gave a nice gentle vibration into Gil's backside, slightly blissful, and something Gil could sit and take all day long, if not for the match...! Maybe some other time... Gil thought!

They both crashed down into the canvas with a simple lean backward, Amano's face was before buried, and was now completely submerged and slowly becoming one with the goat's backside...! "...No no, don't kick those legs at me, missy...!" Gil chuckled, proudly mounted-up a-top Amano's face, reaching her hands awkwardly behind her back and getting a firm grasp on Amano's demon horns, then giving a good tug backward, one that was admittedly not very strong, given her position...! "...If you just... Sit there and sniff my ass like a good girl, I'll reward you after I win, how about that...?" Gil said, poking her tongue out between her lips...!

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"Mmph..." Amano's sharp voice and venomous words were turned into muffled noise against Gil's ass, along with most of her oxygen. Even hearing Gil's smug retort was difficult. The most she could make out was the muffled giggles of the crowd, making the Demon's face grow even redder. "Mmmpph!" And just hearing those giggles and laughter had her surging with a wave fury as she continued kicking about and struggling.

Then, she felt a force on her horns.

Amano's mind snapped to attention, her black and yellow eyes narrowing Gil's way. That was right, the match wouldn't end until one of them was de-horned, and even if Gil's were attached to her skull she'd find a way to remove them. "G-Gh!" And more importantly, Amano had been in this position before back during her spar with Arachne. She knew how to get out of it. So, she stopped her mad flailing with her legs and planted her feet firming on the mat, slowly starting to lifted up her butt and bridge her body to make the effort of sitting atop her as difficult as possible to maintain.

[Arista]

Maybe it was for the best that Amano didn't clearly hear what Gil had to say, at-least for Gil's sake it was...! It was already clear that rage only made Amano that much harder to handle, and that was saying something, as she was already undeniably troublesome to deal with...!

"...Come on... Just pop right off...!" Gil's tug grew to about as hard as they could given her awkward angle, but even then, it wasn't really enough. Gil's straining and leaning back to try and snap the little demon's horns off would come back to bit her, as Amano found the answer to getting out of this situation...! "...H-hey, knock it off, I'm trying to do something here...!" Gil could feel herself losing her position, and at this point, it was the smother, or the horns...!

"...You're not going anywhere...!" Gil released her grip and tried to sit straight-up, perching herself on top of Amano's face, but even still, it was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain, until eventually, she slipped back, and freed the demon...! "...Ah! Hey, no fair...!" Gil pouted, rushing to her knees, now positioned just above Amano's head. "...I thought people liked it when I sat on them...!"

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And much like it did in the gym, the bridge went off like clockwork. The pressure along Amano's face and horns slowly lessened further and further as she forced Gil at an odd angle. With her upper body in a nearly vertical position it was nearly impossible to maintain a facesit or smother, and Gil was slowly slid off her face and horns.

"Phwaa!" And after what seemed to be a disappointed sigh of the crowd, Amano could finally suck in oxygen again and breathe. She was left panting on the mat as her body went flat again, arms splayed out and sucking in air like it was life's very essence. The suffering was over, at least for the moment, and the Demon quite literally had a moment to breathe as relief washed over her face. Then, her eyes went to Gil, meeting as she hovered over her face. For a moment, there was a pause in the air.

Then, Amano's eyes narrowed at Gil's pouting expression.

"Demons..." She snarled. "Don't fight fair!" She reached out to snatch Gil by the horns, hoping to pull them right into Amano's skull for a harsh and sudden headbutt.

[Arista]

A few interactions on twitter, to a fan in the crowd, to a friend on the beach, to an enemy in the ring...! Gil had considered her and Amano's relationship to be one of really only positives, but Amano gave a promise, a promise that she would lay everything on the line once it came down to being in the ring, and no-matter their friendship, she wouldn't hold-back, not in words, and not in punishment.

"...Well maybe I'll have to teach this demon a-" Gil couldn't finish what it was she was saying, as demons didn't play by the rules, and Amano took Gil by her curled horns, and yanked her downward, cracking her forehead against Amano's...!

Gil's eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she fell backward in an almost comedic fashion...! She laid sprawled-out, her arms and legs laid limp against the canvas, her form like that of a starfish, all spread-out. She was still awake, as told by a groan and a wince, rolling her head to her side, looking like she was in severe need of a nap...! "...You're a... Butt-face..."

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Amano might had been more prepared for it, but the headbutt still gave the Demon a bit of recoil after she slammed it against Gil. Her skull immediately felt the hard shot of pain that came with the blowback of a headbutt, throbbing right at her temple as she glanced over at Gil's fallen body. She pushed herself up into a sitting position, wincing as she felt the air of the stadium set off further pain in her head. "Gnh..."

She gritted her teeth, looking over to Gil sprawled along the mat seeing stars. if the match hadn't been so intense throughout she might had snickered at how silly the girl looked. But... this was a dangerous opponent, no matter how silly or cheerful Gil behaved. Even looking over her now the flashes of Gil's previously smug, domineering face hovered over her mind. No, she had to try ending this soon, and with Gil out of it she had a decent chance to try.

Quickly getting to her knees, Amano to Gil's head, a reverse position of how the two were before the headbutt. And without hesitation or ceremony, Amano immediately grabbed Gil's horns, pulling hard to try getting them off again. "Gimme these already!"

[Arista]

Gil had her moments of being that mischievous gremlin that many would make her out to be, maybe a much goofier version of Amano, much more an agent of mischief rather than an agent of chaos...! But above all she was a cheerful and extremely playful person, she never really carried any ill-intent into the ring, no matter who it was she might be facing. She always wanted to treat her opponents with kindness, and fairly, and for most part, she succeeded at that...!

Gil laid dazed and completely out of it, the perfect chance for Amano to give Gil's horns a whirl...! The tug brought Gil back to life, her feet started to kick and her hands weakly gripped at Amano's wrists behind her to try and tear her away...! "...Stop it, I told you already...!" Gil leaned heavy into one side. "...My horns aren't meant to come off...!"

With that, Gil began to roll, taking heavy inspiration from the animal kingdom, this one in particular from alligators and their death roll...! She found it to be pretty helpful when it came to getting someone's paws off of her... But, there were still two possibilities, Amano would either be forced to let go, or remain tenacious, not letting go despite the bumpy and rough ride...!

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Once again, Amano could clearly feel Gil's horns, feel the tension as she pulled and yanked. But... it was still as if pulling on Gil's entire head. The headbutt did little to loosen whatever hook or glue that held the thing together, and it only had the Demon fuming even further. "NGAAAAAGH!" And Amano howled and snarled in frustration, only stopping her tantrum once she felt Gil's hands on her weakly trying to remove the Demon's grasp. Amano gritted her teeth, snarling at Gil's retort. "They're gonna'!" She barked back, the only retort she could make before Gil threw them both into a wild and desperate death roll.

In all honesty it was probably something Amano should had been able to fight against. A wild maneuver like that would be easy to counter. But so invested in claiming victory and so thrown off by the sudden motion that Amano was thrown to the side as Gil threw herself into the roll. It was either follow the momentum like her aiki training taught her, but fight against and risk injury or worse. And Amano chose the former, following Gil on her wild rolling as the two spun about the ring as the crowd gawked, giggled, and laughed.

"GIMME YOUR HORNS!!" It wasn't the demand of a demon at this point, but the whining tantrum of a desperate, dizzying adolescent trying to keep the little center of gravity she could manage as the two rolled about.

[Arista]

Gil was used to countering smothers, or people trying to tear her clothes off, not really people trying to yank her horns out of her head, so her tactics got a little messy, and spontaneous...!

Gil took Amano on a wild ride, rolling from one-side before switching suddenly and rolling to the other side! Neither woman was giving-in, not this easy, not right now...! "...THEY AREN'T YOUR TO TAKE...!" Gil spat right back at Amano, eventually rolling all the way to one side, until both of them fell out of the ring and onto the cold floor outside of it...!

"...Ah- Oof!" Gil landed flat on her stomach, the landing honestly could have been worse, but at-least now she was free of Amano's grasp, only question was; For how long...? "...Ah! Stay back, one step toward me and I'll come to your house while you sleeping, and sit on your face...!" Gil held her arms out toward Amano, like she was a wild beast she was trying to calm and tame. "...Let's relax... We can be civil about this, right...?" Gil tried to find a resolution while the crowd just laughed at the absurdity of the situation, two women standing in their underwear, doing everything they can to yank horns out of each-other's head's...!