Kohaku Kamiya vs. Domino Vyril

[Noob]

This early in the match there was little hope for a pin unless Domino had actually just laid back and taken it. As such Kohaku was easily jostled off of her male counterpart and rose to her knees besides him. "What's the matter? Thought you would have enjoyed that." The black haired wrestler said before grabbing one of Domino's arms. Her intention was to wrap her legs around it and quickly catch her foe in an armbar. Sure it wasn't the most astounding move but she figured it was time to start laying on a bit of pain. She couldn't be nice and sweet for the whole match. Sooner or later someone would have to suffer a bit and it sure wasn't going to be her.

"Fine. Then take your punishment for lying." She'd pretend to pout as she attempted to keep Domino in place. If he wasn't going to voluntarily cooperate, maybe he could be convinced to listen to her through other means. At the very least Kohaku was looking to make it harder for Domino to toss her like a sack of potatoes again.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino doesn't have time to respond just yet, mind reeling a moment more. Unfortunately, that's all it took Kohaku to take advantage of the situation. His arm is taken between her legs, and he's immediately aware of the very scant material covering her hips. Every little jostle and squirm of his arm between her legs is so much more punctuated. But the pain quickly sets in, getting a wince from the model. His head tips back, teeth clenching to refuse crying out. His fingers curl into a fist.

The heels of his boots scrape along the mat as his mind runs through his training drills. He's not going to stay locked down! There are counters to these things, and he's still fresh as a daisy! With a grunt, he throws himself towards her, attempting to fold her up against her shoulders. She can keep his arm if he can turn the hold into a pin!

[Noob]

Smiling, Kohaku notices a glance from Domino aimed between her legs. With a sudden pull back on his arm she let out a giggle. "Is someone jealous their arm is getting all the attention? We could change that." She teased. Of course she was just attempting to further distract her foe but the growing pain in his arm seemed to be more than enough to keep him focused on escaping her hold. It was apparent that her tactics were only effective to a certain point.

Soon Domino made his move and the smaller woman found herself struggling to keep herself from being folded up into a pin. That was easier said than done however and it wasn't long before Kohaku was in a bad position. She very quickly released Domino's arm though and aimed a little kick towards his face. It was more just to shove him away than to do any real damage but if aimed right it could still disorient him a bit. "Fine fine! Be that way!" She groaned.

[CyanDimitrik]

A bare foot on a face is always disorienting. Tonight, it's no different. Domino is shoved back, arm released, and tumbles over to end on all fours again. With twisted lips, he shakes his arm out to attempt to relax the muscle and joints.

Lifting to his full height again, he attempts to out-pace her and overwhelm her! Hands go for her shoulders to attempt yanking the trim girl up to her feet, with the intention of blasting a knee firmly into the pit of her stomach. She had that coming! After all, she just proved she's a competent grappler! If he let his guard down much around her, there's no telling what predicaments he could wind up in. And he definitely does not want to go out tonight tapping to her!

"Don't worry. We got all night!"

[Noob]

Looking up Kohaku saw that Domino had gotten to his feet before she had. That was not a good sign. He swiftly lifted her to her feet, which could have been quite nice had it not been for the knee to the stomach that soon followed. Kohaku's mouth opened wide but no words came out as she doubled over. Somehow she felt betrayed by the sudden hit. She was hoping she could just keep on teasing him and playing around without consequence but it was apparent that she was very much mistaken.

Clutching her stomach, Kohaku leaned against her foe. Turning her head slightly she glanced at him from the side. "Y...yeah...totally." She managed to cough out. She would soon try to back away since she had no real desire to be in range for whatever Domino had in mind next. If it was even half as unpleasant as getting the wind knocked out of her moments ago, she wanted no part in it.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino can't see the look on her face, but he can feel his knee sink into her feminine midriff. Her clutching her stomach, doubled over.. that's really all he needs. But she's already backing away, giving him a chance to get a look at that pained face.

It's really not fair that she can look cute while looking hurt.

He can't let her get away! Domino quickly reaches to snag her again, leaning into her. And should he succeed, there'll be another pair of arms circling her tummy! The more masculine set squeeze and heft, however, attempting to whip the girl into the air and drop back with her to once again smash her down onto her back on the mat!

It's a brutish sort of suplex. Barbaric, even. But he's hoping raw force will be the most effective tactic with her!

[Noob]

Still reeling from the knee, Kohaku was in no position to put up much of a fight at the moment. She felt a tight squeeze which under ordinary circumstances might have been pleasant. Right now though it only spelled trouble. Kohaku had regained her breath by the time she was lifted and would scream as she was hoisted into the air against her will. The landing was even more rough than the takeoff and shook the ring upon her impact.

"Guuugh!" Kohaku groaned as she was slammed back first into the mat. She would lay back, her chest rising and falling as she lay dazed on the floor. It was starting to become increasingly obvious that she was not meant to be thrown around. Kohaku had always tried to keep things out of the air and much preferred submissions to strikes and throws. Unfortunately though her foe was plain old overpowering her and had just tossed her right to the floor with a loud thud.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino lands on his back beside her, but is already in motion! The adrenaline is pumping now, and it's urging his body into motion, demanding he continue working the girl over until she can't resist! But when he turns to face her again, he reconsiders his typical go-to's here. Maybe wearing her down with a submission would be ideal here - take more of her stamina away, more of her resistance. Flirty girl that she is, she's put ideas in his head. And though he doesn't want to become known as some scummy perv' in the ring, there are some holds that might indulge in that brewing tension between them.

Or is it only from him? He can't tell. She's all up in his head right now. But that's about turn around...

Domino grabs onto the girl's arm to pull her onto her side. His body twists over, and he's suddenly wrapping his thighs around her neck, and hook his calf behind her head. One hand grabs onto her wrist to keep it under control while the other hand grabs onto his boot to pull that calf tighter against her skull. He rolls over onto his back to finish positioning her, and his thighs and calf constrict, mashing her face against his hips in a figure-four headscissor!

[Noob]

The fall had for the most part stunned Kohaku who was easily maneuvered into whatever position Domino was going for. She was quickly made very aware of just what was happening once she felt the tightening of muscles around her. She glances up, her eyes peeking above his hips to meet his eyes. Pressed face against his hips, there's a visible blush across her face. The woman let out a little sigh and at first put up little fight, just wiggling slightly against him. She couldn't believe she had just been trapped in such a position. It seemed she wasn't the only one capable of teasing.

As she felt his thighs constrict further she let out a muffled whine. The woman began trying to raise her arms and bring down a few good punches to Domino's exposed belly. "Geh...fff...rrrv!" She tried to say as she now attempted flailing her arms about. If that didn't work her next move would be trying to pull her arms back and plant them on the floor to push the pair up.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino tries to focus on the constriction, to get the most out of the hold and wear the girl down. But feeling her face wiggling into him at first has him nipping onto his bottom lip. There's no mystery about where her face is being ground by the second, and as the pressure increases, there's no mistaking that sensation of firmness pressing back against her face.

His eyes met hers, noting the blush, but a little something else. Alright - it isn't just him. But when her struggling begins, he grips her captive wrist tighter and flexes his six-packed abs to try to endure the blows! "Hnf..! Nng..!" In response, he leans back and pumps his hips upwards to grind into her face, legs squeezing tighter into her. It plays into her attempts to push upwards a bit, but his hips aren't cooperating much by holding still. Each upwards push causes his muscles to squeeze, his hips to press into her face tighter. He wishes he could lock her down more securely for this, but he's taking what he can get until she starts a squirm for the ropes or devises some means free!

Barring anything else, he doesn't want to expend too much energy in this hold. Even if he's really loving it.