Re: Blissful First Kiss - The Katakura Kiss Club [D] vs. Treena & Mimi
Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2026 2:32 am
E watched Zelda work with clinical fascination, her green eyes tracking every movement of the German's dominant display. Impressive. Focused. And - E wouldn't say it out loud - a touch disturbing in how thoroughly Zelda seemed to enjoy playing with her trapped prey. But, ultimately, all was effective. The hand smother drained Mimi visibly. E could see the purplette's struggles weaken, see the flush spreading across her face, see the way her body went from frantic thrashing to sluggish, oxygen-deprived obedience. Zelda had pinned her completely, suffocated her will to fight, and was moments away from potentially securing an early fall.
Which meant Treena would interfere. Had to interfere.
E's gaze shifted across the ring to the redhead in the corner, watching her partner's expression shift from confident to concerned to alarmed. E knew that look. Knew the moment before someone made the decision to break the rules. Treena moved, and E was already in motion before the redhead's boot hit the canvas.
She tossed aside her tag rope and swung through the ropes with fluid grace, her long legs carrying her smoothly into the ring. Bobbie's voice cut through the noise from ringside - "Get in there, E!" - but E was already moving, already prowling like a hunting panther along the edge of the action, waiting for an opportune moment to strike without getting caught up in the scuffle.
She kept herself low, kept herself hidden behind Zelda's broad frame and Treena's tunnel-vision focus on saving her partner. E watched Treena rush forward, watched her plant her hands on Zelda's side and shove hard enough to knock the German off Mimi's gasping body. That meant it was time.
E exploded forward, her strides long and purposeful as she rushed past the action. She leaped over Mimi's prone form with ease, those long legs giving her plenty of clearance, and saw Treena's eyes widen in sudden realization that she wasn't alone. Too late. E shuffled her feet on the landing, adjusting her angle, and drove both boots forward in a picture-perfect dropkick. Her heels slammed into Treena's gut with satisfying precision - critical aim, critical timing, deep impact - and the redhead folded around the blow.
Treena groaned loudly, knocked backward and off her feet, crashing to her knees with both hands clutching her pained stomach. E landed on the canvas, immediately twisted onto her stomach, and spun herself back to her feet in one smooth motion. She rose up, taking stock of the situation with the calm efficiency of someone executing a well-considered strategy.
Zelda had already turned back to Mimi, driving a knee down into the purplette's exposed abs to keep her winded and vulnerable. Good. That meant E could focus on removing the interference before it became a problem.
She rushed forward toward Treena's kneeling form, her movements quick and deliberate. The redhead was still gasping, still recovering from the dropkick, and E seized the opportunity without hesitation. E grabbed Treena's right arm, pulling it across the redhead's own body, then stepped over her shoulder and hooked her leg around Treena's trapped limb. E fell backward, threading her other leg under Treena's left arm and trying to hook it around the woman's neck. She aimed for a Black Widow - Treena's arms trapped and spread wide, her neck caught in the vice of E's thigh, her body bent backward at an awkward angle.
As she fought to tangle Treena in the hold, she craned her neck just enough to peer back toward Zelda, catching a glimpse of the German trying to wrap her thick arm around Mimi's throat from behind in a choke, trying to force the weakened woman to her feet. They were working in unity - different tactics, but identical goals.
Which meant Treena would interfere. Had to interfere.
E's gaze shifted across the ring to the redhead in the corner, watching her partner's expression shift from confident to concerned to alarmed. E knew that look. Knew the moment before someone made the decision to break the rules. Treena moved, and E was already in motion before the redhead's boot hit the canvas.
She tossed aside her tag rope and swung through the ropes with fluid grace, her long legs carrying her smoothly into the ring. Bobbie's voice cut through the noise from ringside - "Get in there, E!" - but E was already moving, already prowling like a hunting panther along the edge of the action, waiting for an opportune moment to strike without getting caught up in the scuffle.
She kept herself low, kept herself hidden behind Zelda's broad frame and Treena's tunnel-vision focus on saving her partner. E watched Treena rush forward, watched her plant her hands on Zelda's side and shove hard enough to knock the German off Mimi's gasping body. That meant it was time.
E exploded forward, her strides long and purposeful as she rushed past the action. She leaped over Mimi's prone form with ease, those long legs giving her plenty of clearance, and saw Treena's eyes widen in sudden realization that she wasn't alone. Too late. E shuffled her feet on the landing, adjusting her angle, and drove both boots forward in a picture-perfect dropkick. Her heels slammed into Treena's gut with satisfying precision - critical aim, critical timing, deep impact - and the redhead folded around the blow.
Treena groaned loudly, knocked backward and off her feet, crashing to her knees with both hands clutching her pained stomach. E landed on the canvas, immediately twisted onto her stomach, and spun herself back to her feet in one smooth motion. She rose up, taking stock of the situation with the calm efficiency of someone executing a well-considered strategy.
Zelda had already turned back to Mimi, driving a knee down into the purplette's exposed abs to keep her winded and vulnerable. Good. That meant E could focus on removing the interference before it became a problem.
She rushed forward toward Treena's kneeling form, her movements quick and deliberate. The redhead was still gasping, still recovering from the dropkick, and E seized the opportunity without hesitation. E grabbed Treena's right arm, pulling it across the redhead's own body, then stepped over her shoulder and hooked her leg around Treena's trapped limb. E fell backward, threading her other leg under Treena's left arm and trying to hook it around the woman's neck. She aimed for a Black Widow - Treena's arms trapped and spread wide, her neck caught in the vice of E's thigh, her body bent backward at an awkward angle.
As she fought to tangle Treena in the hold, she craned her neck just enough to peer back toward Zelda, catching a glimpse of the German trying to wrap her thick arm around Mimi's throat from behind in a choke, trying to force the weakened woman to her feet. They were working in unity - different tactics, but identical goals.