A Matter of Honour: Homura Kōgetsu vs Kyo Akamatsu

[Underdoggo]

It was a long shot, shooting his knee up like that to try to hit Homura in the head. And unfortunately, it was an attack that Homura saw coming: her head tilted backward, almost effortlessly evading his clumsy knee-strike in a breeze of flowing blue hair. In response, she seemed to tighten the backbreaker even further: Kyo felt his back being curved and arched against the jagged rock that was Homura's knee, and his spine felt like it was about to snap and pop any second now. It was taking all of his willpower not to cry out in agony.

Then, finally, Homura released Kyo, letting him flop to the mat. A shallow gasp of relief escaped his lips: his back was throbbing in agony, and numb pain radiated up along his spine. He felt himself being shoved over on the canvas, rolled onto his back...and then Homura's boot pressed against his cheek, and for a moment Kyo felt like his skull was being crushed against the mat.

For a moment, despite the pain he was in, his arms and legs flailed. The ref came and immediately started a countdown. "ONE..." Kyo twisted sharply, narrowly getting a shoulder up as he pawed at Homura's boot, groaning as he tried to relieve the pressure on his skull...

[Teenwrestler]

After surviving for what could only be described as an eternity for Kyo, who no doubt felt that way given the amount of pain he was in, Homura would unceremoniously release the male wrestler on her own. She could have kept up the pressure even more, continued her assault and perhaps even put the move beyond his breaking point but no- there was a lesson to be taught here. Homura wanted to show Kyo just how better she was compared to him and all the other wrestlers in LAW.

After pushing him down over onto the canvas, Homura would place her boot over his cheek and lean forward, crushing his head against the mat while the referee counted the pin. She grinned maliciously while looking down, demanding that he would give up just upon realizing the fact that there was no hope in defeating her. The referee realized this was technically a pinning position, started the count. Kyo would bring his shoulder up at the count of one but Homura looked unimpressed.....at the referee.

"Who told you to count? I'm not done breaking him yet" she snarled.

The bluenette reached down to grab his hair and pull him to a seated position. "I am going to crush you like a bug...." she said in a ominous tone. Standing behind him, Homura would pass her legs over his shoulders and then wrap them around his head. She reached down to grab both of his arms and pull them up towards her making sure his hands would be immobilized while she trapped him in a standing headscissors.

[Underdoggo]

"Nnnnnghk!" Kyo was pawing desperately at Homura's boot now, desperately trying to dislodge it. The bluenette seemed intent, among other things, on crushing Kyo's head underfoot, and his legs kicked uselessly at the mat as the pressure on his skull built up further and further. Finally, though, Homura released him: gasping, he rolled free, clutching his hurting skull. Around him, the crowd were starting to boo, no more please by Homura's tactics than Kyo was.

Homura, though, wasn't done yet.

His hair was yanked, pulling him into a seated position, and then the next thing Kyo knew, both of Homura's powerful thighs clamped around his head and began to squeeze. THIS pressure on his skull was infinitely worse; he gave a ragged gasp and grapped for Homura's strong thighs, his own legs kicking uselessly at the mat as he felt like his air supply was cut off and that his skull was being crushed like a vice...

[Teenwrestler]

She was almost glad that Kyo kicked out at the count of one. Homura did not want the referee to spoil her fun just yet, and the bluenette was also quite aware that Kyo was not a pushover despite what she thought about him. The Japanese woman would grab his head and pull him up to a seated position before immobilizing his arms and trapping him in a standing headscissors submission. Homura grinned while looking down at him, she saw the face of a defeated man who was struggling to hold on to whatever desperate pride that he had left.

The man would grab her thigh and start to kick his legs against the mat. "How pathetic. It seems you now understanding the difference of skill level between us in the ring." she would mock him. "If you do not give up now, that is fine by me. I will knock you out" she said, narrowing her eyes at him while continuing to squeeze tighter and tighter while yanking his arms up upwards and away from his shoulders to put pressure on his shoulder as well.

[Underdoggo]

"Ggggggkkkhhhh..." Kyo wheezed as his head felt like a walnut being steadily crushed in an iron vice. Many in the audience, seeing Kyo trapped between Homura's powerful, sweat-glossed thighs, probably though Kyo was quite lucky right now: Kyo absolutely did not share their sentiments as he found himself struggling to breathe. The fact that Homura had grabbed his arms neatly by the wrists only made things worse.

Though his now hazing vision, he saw the ref come up, asking something about giving up. By way of answer, Kyo gave a ragged gasp as pressed his boots against the mat: he tried to push off, trying to roll the both of them over onto their fronts. If that dislodged Homura's grip on his wrists at all then he would try to yank them free, before grabbing for the heels of Homura's boots, trying to pull his head.frre from her scissor hold while folding her ankles over her butt. The sheer amount of effort caused Kyo's body to shine with sweat, and he hoped to use some of this slipperiness to his advantage...

[Teenwrestler]

It only felt a matter of time until Kyo would submit, and Homura would finally get what she wanted. A victory over someone who was supposedly one of the best wrestlers around. She had already made an example out of Belinda, proving that she deserved to be called as one of the best. The bluenette had calculated every move to perfection, even now as she would squeezing the life out of Kyo, she had his arms captured to make sure he could not fight back or counter.

Perhaps though, she had underestimated him just a little bit. It seemed Kyo was quite crafty and even though she had his arms captured, he still found a way to escape- much to the disdain of the bluenette. He cleverly pressed his boots against the mat to push off before quickly rolling to the side. The end result being the two were brought down on their front. "Urgh, clever little..." she cursed under her breath but there was no time to react. In an instant, Kyo was on her like a flash and quickly freed himself after grabbing her foot and pulling free. Sliding out, he kept a hold of her legs and began to fold her her butt.

"Tch...." she clicked her tongue in frustration, swaying her hips while looking over her shoulders. She suspected he would try to go for a submission. Homura attempted to roll over and somehow fight her way out of being partially pinned against her front, before Kyo caught his second wind. "Let GO" she roared.

[Underdoggo]

"GAAAH..." Kyo gasped hungrily for air as he managed to get his head free. His face was red from exertion after having had to resist Homura's lethal scissors for as long as he could; it was only through perseverance and discipline that he had managed to avoid passing out from the brutal scissors. He had managed to get a hold of Homura's ankles in the bargain, folding them over one another just below her butt.

Homura, quite predictably, wasn't taking well to this at all, and began to thrash on the mat to try to get free. Gritting his teeth, Kyo responded by cupping his hands together and, rather brutally, slamming them down on Homura's back for an axe handle, hoping that would be enough to stun his statuesque opponent.

If it was, then Kyo would press one palm down on Homura's trapped ankles, and move around to press his knees against Homura's back while cupping her chin with his free hand. Taking a deep breath, he would try to lean back, forcing Homura's body sideways and bending her back in a bow and arrow stretch that would, inadvertently, give the audience a good view of her body as it was arched backward...

[Teenwrestler]

The male wrestler finally escaped the torturous submission move and now he was looking for payback. As soon as he slipped free, he would grab her ankles and fold them over her butt while Homura struggled, looking back over her shoulder just to see what he was upto. She began to struggle violently, looking to try and escape but Kyo had other ideas. He would bring his hands together and them slam them down her back for a double axe handled strike. "Ahhhh!" she moaned in pain as she felt the pain surge in her lower back.

That was all the opening that the Japanese man needed, as he quickly grab her ankle and move around to press his knee against her back and grab her chin with his other hand. He would roll back over over onto his back, forcing her body sideways and bending her in a bow and arrow submission hold. "Guuuughhhh" she cried out in pain. Homura gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, looking more pissed off than in pain. "C-Curse you......" she groaned, her arms flailing about in the air.

The female wrestler struggled while on top of his knees, squirming wildly while her toned sweaty body was on display for the crowd. Her hand move over towards Kyo's face, as she tried to cup her palms against his mouth and nose for a handsmother, trying to make him loose some concentration as she tried to escape.

[Underdoggo]

The crowd was going wild now as Kyo turned the tables on Homura, bending his shapely opponent in a body and arrow hold! Kyo held his breath as he pulled back on Homura's chin and knee, forcing testing the limits of Homura's flexibility as he bent her against his knee. He leaned further, dropping onto his back to elevate Homura upwards, an act that caused her arms to flail wildly as the bluenette shrieked in his grip.

"Got you," Kyo breathed. "Now...tap out. I'm not going to--"

Whatever it was he was going to say next was cut short as Homura managed to reach back and clamp a hand over his mouth, pinching his nose in the process as she put him in a hand smother! "Mmmmph..." Kyo's breathing was suddenly cut off; he furiously shook his head, trying to dislodge Homura's hand, but he could already feeling his grip on Homura's chin and knee slipping thanks to their mutual sweat, his grip slowly coming loose until Homura suddenly came rolling free...

[Teenwrestler]

This was only a minor hiccup in Homura's plans. In her mind, she truly thought that she was the superior wrestler in comparison against her male rival. There was no way she was going to suffer this utter humiliation in the hands of Kyo, who was no doubt thinking he had achieve some great comeback against her. Homura's anger seem to grow every second she remained trapped in the painful submission. She felt her back being stretched as his knee dug into the small of her back and he really began to twist the limits of her flexibility and endurance.

"Heh...tap?! Heh-Hehehe" she laughed sadistically despite grimacing in pain. Her palm would press against his mouth and nose, restricting his breathing. Kyo began to shake his head, trying to fight the counter while he did his best to hold on. When the referee was not looking, she began to claw her fingers against his face for a brutal claw hold and even moved her fingers up to rake his eyes, ultimately forcing him to let her go.

She rolled off his knee and pushed up onto her hands and knees, clutching her lower back. The bluenette would push her long hair away from her face, revealing a wicked grin on her face. "Did you really think you were going to make me submit with that move? Tch, such arrogance" she mocked. Homura would get back up on her feet, and approach the male wrestler. If he was still down on the canvas, she would kick him in the side to force him to roll over onto his front.

Next, Homura would sit down next to him, wrapping her legs around his head while reaching forward to grab his farther arm and yank it upwards before pulling it away from his shoulders for a brutal scissor and arm stretcher submission.

Spoiler

"Now then, where were we?" she mocked him.