Bedroom brawl: Nashi Dragneel Vs Mizuki Sakura!

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Nashi would be participating in a match she never done before. Heck she wasn’t even facing in the ring, instead she’d be in a hotel with a robe on going to an apartment room. Once she opened the door she saw a bed for her to get on. She would remove her robe leaving bright pink bra and panties for her attire for the night. The idol would sit on her knees waiting for her opponent come in to see who’d she face.

[CaptainL]

There was no way to mince words - Mizuki's previous match against Kira Kusangi had been an unmitigated disaster, even by the standards of the brunette's less-than-impressive records. It said a lot that when she heard she'd be wrestling in her underwear on a bed, she honestly found it less embarrassing than what she'd been through beforehand...but then, it was still pretty embarrassing. At least this time there wouldn't be a crowd present to laugh at her and see her making a fool of herself. Just her, her opponent, and the hidden cameras fitted around the hotel room they'd rented for the occasion. And at least if it was taking place on a bed, she wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt too badly...maybe.

As she stood in the bathroom, Mizuki checked herself over in the mirror. She was still bearing the bruises she'd gotten from her brutal match against Kira, and she still shuddered when the pressed on them with her fingertips, remembering the pain. Try as she might to conceal them, her bra and panties couldn't cover all of her bruises. Feeling a chill against her skin, Mizuki gulped when she thought of how much more exposed she felt now, and when she'd only had her school swimsuit to cover her before, that was saying something. But after Kira had destroyed the only thing approaching ring gear she had, she had to prepare herself for only having her underwear to wrestle in for now. Hopefully, at least, this match would help her get used to it, but she wasn't sure if she ever really would be used to it.

With a sigh, Mizuki picked her robe up from the floor, slinging it around her shoulders. She couldn't delay the inevitable any more - she had to prepare herself for the match ahead of her. When she stepped into the next room and saw Nashi, she took a pause, her eyes running up and down along the idol's body. She hugged her robe a little closer to herself, feeling woefully inadequate by comparison; she didn't want to give anyone more of a reason to laugh at her than they didn't already have. But she knew it was inevitable - and she stepped forward, pulling the belt out on her robe to let it fall to the ground around her before she climbed up onto the bed after Nashi.

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It was an awkward pause that ensued with the two girls on the bed, with Mizuki looking away from her opponent. After a while, she whispered only one word. "...Hi..." She could only hope that Nashi would be nice to her. Or at least that they could get this over soon.

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Nashi would watch her opponent come in and saw it was mizuki…. At first she was mad because of her match with Kira it led to her best friend being stripped publicly. However she realized it wasn’t Mizuki’s fault, she didn’t tell Yukino to challenge Kira. When Nashi was done she looked at her opponent and said”tell ya what Mizuki! We do a quick match and I’ll help ya get some new clothes deal?” she giggled putting her hand out for a shake between the two competitors.

[CaptainL]

"H-Huh? Wait, what?" Mizuki didn't know what to expect heading into this match, but she certainly wasn't expecting her opponent to be so friendly. She'd had her ups and downs in her time in LAW, but it was mostly downs. She was used to her opponents knowing exactly how pathetic she was, and more often than not mocking her for it - she'd come to accept that as yet another of the many hazards of the job. So when Nashi greeted her with a smile, and even offered to help her get new clothes afterward, she didn't know what she wanted to believe. She blinked a few times, staring blankly back at Nashi. She was waiting for when she would reveal she had hidden motives, or for her to sucker-punch her when her guard was down - but that never came.

"D-Do you really mean it? You'd do that for me..?" A wavering, uneasy smile began to form across Mizuki's face - but she soon glanced aside. "You don't...have to waste money on me..." She didn't want to be more of a burden than she was already, and even when she was overjoyed not only to meet someone relatively decent but to have her volunteer to help her out, she was hesitant to let down her guard.

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Nashi would be confused by mizuki’s reaction. However after thinking about what she went through who wouldn’t be like this? Nashi touched her hand softly and said”don’t worry I’m telling you the truth….” she would smile friendly towards her opponent before hearing the bell ring. “So you ready mizuki?” the idol would knee on the bed with her arms up ready for action!

[CaptainL]

Mizuki went tense as Nashi reached forward, stroking the side of her hand. Her nervous instincts, tempered by so many bad experiences in the ring and out, told her to be wary - that Nashi could well be lulling her into a false sense of security, and she would pounce on her the moment her guard was down. But when she felt her touch, and when she looked up to see the smile on her face and the reassuring look in her eye, the brunette couldn't be scared. She could tell she was honest, and she had no reason to be afraid. She lifted her head up to nod to Nashi, and she smiled a little wider. At long last, and especially after her last match, what she really needed was to face someone who she could trust. And in Nashi, she was already sure she could. "T-Thank you..."

Of course, one way or another they still had a match to attend to! Mizuki gulped at the thought of being at the mercy of a more capable wrestler, but when she lifted herself on her knees and raised her hands, she looked back at Nashi with a smile all the same. It was rare for her to actually smile going into a match, especially one this embarrassing, but if Nashi thought she'd be okay...she wouldn't have to worry.

"O-Okay! Let's do it!" Leaning closer to Nashi, Mizuki would move to grab for her hands, looking to start the match off with a test of strength. She had no illusions she wasn't going to lose it, but it just felt like the natural thing to do.

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Nashi and Mizuki would interlock they’re fingers together. Nashi would aim to push mizuki down, if successful she would mount ontop of her and go to wrap her legs around her neck. If successful she would aim to put the girl in a headscissor hold with her long and deadly legs!

[CaptainL]

Mizuki bit her lip with a blush as she pushed and pulled at Nashi's hands. She already knew she wouldn't be able to generate the sort of force she needed to in order to overpower her, but she at least wanted to make a token effort. It was already embarrassing that she was wrestling in pink underwear; she didn't need to look so weak, hopeless, and ineffectual at the same time. But for a small girl like Mizuki who had barely any wrestling training at all, that was a tall order. Little by little, Nashi was pushing her back, and she could barely hold herself straight in the face of the oncoming force. Soon, Mizuki was all but tilted back on her hip, moments from falling. The brunette glanced aside, squeezing her eyes shut; she didn't want to acknowledge how pathetic she really was. But either way, it wouldn't make much difference - with another well-placed shove, Nashi shoved Mizuki to her back, causing her to fall flat against the mattress!

It would only grow worse from there. Nashi scrambled on top of the smaller girl, seating herself on her chest. Mizuki looked up with wide and fearful eyes as she sank back further into the mattress beneath Nashi's weight. Her mouth dropped in a gasp, but no sound escaping when Nashi pushed the air out of her lungs beneath her hips. Mizuki was already sure she had no hope of escape. But then, Nashi's powerful legs locked into place around her head, clamping down with a powerful headscissor!

As she felt the pressure closing in around her temples, Mizuki's eyes went wide. She tried to shake her head, trying to show some sign of resistance, but when Nashi was holding on so tightly, she could barely bring herself to budge. As she winced from the strain, she hissed through her teeth, changing her tactics to start slapping, pushing, and scratching at Nashi's legs to get her off. But when her stamina was already running down, would it be enough?

[SRG]

Nashi kept her opponent in the headscissor. When mizuki tried to scratch her it made the pop star giggle”sorry butttt I’ve had a cat for 5 years, scratching got nothing on these legs! ” she proclaimed as she went to made it tighter!”im not trying to hurt you so you’ll either have to pass out or tap out” she said with a confident smirk on her face!

[CaptainL]

No one was going to call Mizuki an expert technical wrestler. When she found herself in a predicament she couldn't get herself out of, she wasn't going to spring for any complex counters to get out. All she could do was struggle hopelessly, tossing herself back and forth against Nashi's grip - and when that, predictably, didn't work, her mind turned toward seeing if she could sink her nails into the pink-haired girl's legs in case that would distract her long enough to pull herself free. Unfortunately for Mizuki, there was only so much catfighting moves could work on someone who had experience fighting with an actual cat. When she saw Nashi laughing her efforts off like they meant nothing, Mizuki's eyes widened as she was grasped by a sense of profound hopelessness - and soon, she felt the pressure around her head and neck tighten, as Nashi was squeezing her even harder!

It felt like her head was trapped in a vise. Her face grew red under the strain, and her temples were pounding. Mizuki wanted to scream, but she could barely move enough air from her lungs to voice her cries! Now, as her reserves were running low and the pain only grew greater, her vision began to swim as the world around her went blurry. When she heard Nashi's taunts, she gulped, and a shudder ran over her from head to toe. Should she? She felt even more pathetic than normal tapping out only seconds after the start of the match, but if she didn't have any other choice...

Mizuki tried fighting it one last time, twisting her body from side to side beneath the idol. But this time, she gained even less ground; her body felt like it was being weighed down, and she could only barely wring any grasps of energy out of her. She was feeling light-headed, and her heart pounded with anxiety when she thought of how she could pass out at any moment. It was with tears welling up in her eyes that she looked back up at Nashi - but she had to swallow her pride, and she tapped her hand against the bed beside her, if only to make it all stop.