Rosie Knuckles vs. Honoka Kobayashi

[Dubski]

The punches had landed, clubbering on Honoka's waist. Rosie would keep on punching until Honoka finally got off of her. She had the strength behind her fists and knew eventually the girl would get off of her, especially since she seemed more concerned with being cocky and having fun right now. Fortunately she had dismounted her sooner than later to keep her from suffocating too much from the weight if Honoka's frame.

Rosie could have taken a moment to breathe, but instead she decided she wasn't done with Honoka. After a split second of Honoka getting off of her, she saw her opponent on her knees and Knuckles sprung at her from her prone position rather suddenly. She would try to slug her in the face with a wicked punch, then continue trying over and over with practiced, well-delivered fists right at the girl's face. Rosie would attempt to place her weight on top of Honoka's to be on her in an albeit sloppy manner, letting her barrage of fists and anger keep her going.

And after throwing enough punches, Knuckles would tire herself out way too much, not having taken the time to recover herself. But the hope was that by that point, Honoka would have been too incapacitated to capitalize on that with her so close to her.

[Devilish53]

Rising what she deemed to be quickly to a kneeling posture, the anger and fury of Rosie gave the girl greater speed over the comparably slumber lightweight, with Honoka finding herself letting loose a yelp as she's knocked to her back. Raising her knees though, curling up into something of a ball with her hands raised high, Honoka was given something of a rough course in the striking power of Rosie Knuckles, as even those strikes pinging off her arms made her wince and yelp.

Determined though not to become completely helpless amidst her furious foe, when Rosie sought that position Honoka herself had mere moments ago atop her tummy, Honoka opened her legs wide; parting her knees, and almost inviting Rosie to try and seize the mount she wanted so.

Only, almost needlessly to say, the moment Rosie fell between those parted legs, Honoka would attempt to snap them shut!

Responding to her foes outright punching power with her own submissive skills, as she sought quite the rib-pressing scissors on her foe!

[Dubski]

The punches weren't hitting as much as Rosie Knuckles wanted, but she didn't seem to mind. She just wanted to keep laying the hurt on the girl. Her relentlessness led cause to her stopping eventually, not having the strength to keep making those fists worth it, and then she suddenly let out a shrill yelp as her ribs were being crushed by Honoka. She winced and glared down at Honoka. "You... are really just asking for it now..." threatened Rosie, her words seeming to be said with the utmost of sincerity, not as a simple threat.

She tried prying Honoka's legs apart, she soon realized it was all in vain. She had it on tight and Rosie didn't have the strength yet to pry them apart like that. Try as she might, she couldn't make it happen.

Then, she had an idea. With Honaka on her back, leveraging her body to fully lock on the hold, and having Honoka's cheap belly shot in her mind still, Rosie managed a smirk through her strained expression. She lifted a fist up high, and then with all of her might, she threw it down towards Honoka's stomach, hoping to give her the same kind of suffering she had given her originally.

[Devilish53]

Whilst her scissors weren't a scratch on her surprisingly effective smothers, bearhugs or sleepers, Honoka's leg based hold was far from ignorable. Still, Rosie had a plethora of options to her, stemming from the fact that the pink haired beauty was still on her back, with nought but a crossing of arms for defence. A crossing of arms based purely upstairs on the stacked lightweight, given she fully expected Rosie to continue her assault on her face.

Compressing that torso as tight as she could, Honoka's hold collapsed from then on as Rosie banged her knuckles upon her midriff like it were merely a drum. Eyes nearly bulging out of her head as a huge gasp of air made a run for it, Honoka's body would turn as best it could given the scenario. Legs either side of Rosie's body but somewhat useless, having just fallen, the poor lightweight attempts to raise one quickly around to Rosie's front, both to give her a modest push kick, and so that she can fully turn to her side.

How strong that push of hers would be, given Rosie had just outright crushed her tummy, remained to be seen.

[Dubski]

The vicious belly punch nailed into Honoka with thunderous force, and Rosie Knuckles looked satisfied when she felt the constricting legs loosen on her. She took a deep breath of air now, panting and trying to recover for what was seemingly the first time. She wiped a bit of sweat from her brow, only to be booted in the chest, somewhat hard.

Rosie flopped onto onto her back and which it hurt, it wasn't enough to keep the cotton candy-haired brawler from smirking. She let out a coughing laugh, still laying there and said, "Did you like that you cheap shotting little cherub? Because there's going to be a lot more of that coming to you..." Rosie then winced as she sat up slowly, holding her very well-toned midsection. She would then start to her feet, and instead of trying to grab her or get some sort of advantage, Knuckles motioned for Honoka to get up. "Now get the hell up so I can put you back down," she said darkly, staring at Honoka with a steely look in her eye. She was showing she was still not afraid of Honoka and ready to face her on equal footing.

[Devilish53]

For a moment, the two eager lightweights would hold equal postures; on their backs with arms wide and panting, and a number done on each others breathing. Moving in tandem with Rosie, hands to her sides and pushing her up to her knees, Honoka's desire to lie and rest from that nasty gut shot was overcome by the almost need to shut Rosie's mouth completely. Her scowl in truth, said it all.

"A cheap shot you offered me...not my fault your not as tough as you think!" She'd roar, face more furious than cocky, as her fists came to her sides as she stood straight. Raising them higher, level with her hefty bosom, Honoka wasn't exactly keen on attempting a boxing match with the vicious striker, but she wouldn't be opposed to striking back if need be. Right now, she just wanted to hurt the girl before her.

"Come on then..you nasty little turd!"

[Dubski]

"Are. You. Serious!?" screamed Rosie Knuckles, her voice squeaking at the volume of the last word, which would have been much more adorable if it hadn't come from someone who looked like she was a cross between seriously pissed and absolutely bewildered. The loud brawler then continued to yell at her opponent. "I offered you a free shot on my face, not my stomach! I held my arms behind my back and stuck my chin out! Why in the world would you think I was giving you a free shot to my stomach!? If I wanted to give you a free shot on my gut, I would've done this!" Rosie then held her arms up and did a few amateurish, but still impressive and highly attractive belly rolls. It hurt her stomach to do because of the previous punishment, but it was all worth it to keep up with the trash talk.

Rosie wasn't done yet though, and she put up her hands, ready for a right. "So you are one of two things! You're either a giant coward who had to take advantage of a situation like that, or you're so damn stupid that I'm surprised you could find your way to the ring from the stage!" Knuckles suddenly shrugged, staring down her opponent wickedly. "It doesn't matter which it is, because you're going to get your ass knocked out either way!"

Rosie then squared up with Honoka, having said enough and then went for two safer jabs to the girl's face, then powering through with a swift uppercut, hoping to connect with Honoka's chin! The shots were that of someone who was very well practiced in boxing and confident in their ability. Knuckles was going to prove that Honoka getting in a fist fight with her would be a very bad idea.

[Devilish53]

"Free shot is a free shot...no-one said you had to give me one!" Borderline interrupting Rosie's tirade with one of her own, the two short beauties appeared to be more bickering schoolgirls than fighters now, with neither seemingly happy with the concept of appearing lesser than the other in any form. Her eyes still furious, if curious as they latched onto Rosie's tummy, Honoka soon raised an eyebrow as to what the girl was actually doing, before her foe fired off verbally again.

"Well come on then! I'm so tired of hearing you talk...!" Her prompt response ending just in time for her to move with Rosie's assault, those two jabs would come off Honoka's arms, hurting her guard, but not finding their intended target nonetheless. Her eyes a little wide as still her petite foe pressed on, Honoka knew she could not block another strike from her evidently punch-orientated foe, nor did she possess the general agility to move out of its path. Instead, she moved into it.

In fact, perhaps a little too close.

In fact, perhaps purposefully close.

Lowered hands seeking to trap Rosie in a clinch, closing the distance with intent to not only stop the wind-up of that uppercut, but stop her fist reaching her chin altogether, Honoka rolled her eyes and stomped her feet as she somewhat cuddled with a girl she was already intent on decking. Her only solace taken in the fact that at this distance, unloading her arsenal of slams, throws and squeezes became all the more possible.

Atleast, more so than being hooked and jabbed to shreds.

[Dubski]

As Rosie went for an uppercut, Honoka surprisingly moved in close for a clinch. Knuckles groaned in annoyance as she went for the hold, trying her best to break through. Rosie was somewhat of a grappler, but it wasn't exactly her specialty. This was mostly because the petite badass enjoyed punching much more than that. But then, she also really enjoyed any and all strikes more than that. It wasn't like it was the first time she had ever been in a clinch with someone who thought they were smart enough to get out of striking range.

With a shrill yell, Rosie tried to hold in the clinch tight so she could keep Honoka right where she was, try to pull her back a bit to make her bend over slightly, then try to throw a hard knee strike into Honoka's already damaged midsection! It was her hope that it would make Honoka release the clinch, or make her weak enough that Rosie Knuckles could break it herself.

[Devilish53]

Honoka had the grip, tightly as could be, but thoughts were lacking in what to do next. And before she'd be given a free moment to actually consider how to gain some headway in shutting Rosie up for good, a knee came up nice and neatly into her gut, with her foe attempting to somewhat bend her into it!

"Ghh..!" Huge gasp of breath coming out, Honoka's clinch went as weak as could be; more of a simple holding of Rosie's sides than a restraint, as the pinkette gasped out. She wouldn't however, simply lay and let Rosie work her further ragged.

"Now..whose firing..cheap shots.." Her head turning somewhat to speak directly into the ear her head had fallen next to, Honoka's clinch suddenly tightened again; hands holding Rosie's sides rather firmly to pull her in, for a rising knee of her own to that gut of hers!